Sometimes I Can’t Sleep Because I Cant Stop Thinking Of You

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Aight yous know the drill, m in a vv depressed state so let’s do some hc’s about my lovely tokyorev baby’s 🙃

Age rating: read at own risk ig, nothing is 18+ but take it all with a pinch of salt if ur offended by ought tho u shouldn’t be.

Warnings: honestly dk, swearin ig, n usual drug n alcohol abuse, crack n stupid shit that my brain comes up with. So these somehow got a bit sad

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Sanzu once called a woman a “whore” in front of Kakucho n got straight up backhanded into next week (ran n rin cried laughing on the floor)

Takeomi carries around food for Mikey n just leaves it on his desk when he’s in a mood

Rindou cried when ran chopped his hair off

When Koko got the Bonten tattoo on the side of his head he was bullied for days

Ran, rindou n Sanzu have matching tattoos of stupid ghost emojis on their feet

Wholeheartedly believe that Mochi is the only one out of all of Bonten that’s married

Takeomi is the one who gets broken up with very fuckin fast

Sanzu has a son somewhere cos he doesn’t believe in contraception

Kakucho can’t keep an s/o because he brings up Izana (rip bby)

Ran and Rindou still live together, refuse to get separated apartments even if they’re in a relationship, straight up break up wi anyone who suggests it

Koko calls himself a “feminist” but then says he’s s/o should be in the kitchen, this is also why he’s single

Kakucho has cats; Izana and believe it or not Shion are their names

Sanzu isn’t allowed pets, he keeps pills as his pet instead

Koko has hairless cats because “it doesn’t get gross fur on my clothes so it’s fine” and doesn’t let anyone near them (calls one inupi ofc)

Sanzu still has his first bike in his house

Mikey falls asleep at the office more than his apartment and has to be taken home

Sanzu once wiped blood on Kokos new jacket and got himself shot in the process

Koko takes over 2 hours to get ready each morning with his meticulous skin routine, eyeliner, makeup and long fuckin hair care routine.

Koko, Ran and Kaku smell amazing! Like so good you could happily smell em all day (tho that’s a tad weird)

Takeomi stinks and I mean stinks of smoke

Rindou has an unhealthy obsession with oranges, always has on in his car, office and bag, boy whips it out at very unconventional times to munch on one. Throws the peel at people too.

Sanzu n rin once fell asleep on a couch together and that was the picture for Bonten Christmas cards that year, drool n all

Mochi once made the mistake of bringing his wife into the office, never again will he fall for “we wanna meet the angel that’s put up with you” Takeomi and ran tried to steal her, Sanzu showed her the basement, Rindou gave her an orange like a weirdo, Mikey and Kaku told her she should find someone better and koko beinh the angel he is handed her a wad of cash and asked if she wanted help with the divorce papers

Mikey likes to fall asleep to the sound of whales

Also really loves Kakuchos cats

Rans favourite animals are goats, he’s bought 4 of them but had to keep them on a farm after the landlord got a noise complaint from their neighbours

Takeomi only drinks scotch or red wine

Sanzu has never had a really relationship, can’t hold one down for the life in him

Contrary to popular believe Ran and Rindou have never slept with the same person once

Ran and rin do however share a bed if one of them has had a particularly bad day they find it comforting to know that the other is safe

Rindou gets panic attacks if he can’t reach Ran for a few hours, he once got one after Ran had been gone a long time on a mission with Sanzu and the phone kept ringing out, cried a lot when they got home that night and made Ran make him dinner and several cups of tea.

On that note, Rindou, Mochi, Koko and Kaku are all tea drinkers while Ran, Sanzu, Mikey and Takeomi are coffee drinkers.

Koko has a tea room in his house, stores premium tea leaves and very expensive tea sets in there

Sanzu almost broke down when Mikey broke his arm once, he fell out of bed.

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Defiantly not proofread ngl

Tag list: @bontensbabygirl @loonashadow @roppongiperfume @soushswag @haitink @bachibachibee

~ think there were more people to add but can’t remember, let me know if you want to be added.

There's something about ran looking unbothered while hitting his opponents is very hot like 😮‍💨

I THINK IT'S HIS EYES....DEFINITELY HIS EYES.

Oh and one more, when he tangles his braids around his baton

idk why but that's like sexy

This man can't be fixed. I can fuck him though. Maybe that will calm him down.

(I hope, bro radiates bde)

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here’s the link for the lebanese red cross ^^ any donation helps

Taylor Swift in 2021

I’ve just been thinking about being Mikey’s expensive rare breed bunny girl, sitting there with a little diamond collar, and being pretty just for him

𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

+ manjiro sano

tw. fem!reader, sub reader, bunny girl, fingering, cursing, praise, mentions of creampie, soft dom mikey

wc. 748

an. i too have thought of being mikey’s lil expensive bunny girl <3

mikey can’t help but feel warmth captivate his heart when he looks down at his most prized possession sitting at his feet—the glimmer of diamonds adorned around your neck, an emblem of his initials shimmer just right whenever he bends down to run his fingers over your floppy ears.

“so fuckin’ pretty” he murmurs, smiling down as you scoot closer to his leg, fluffy tail bouncing while mikey trails his fingers between your legs. “want you, manjiro” you pout, pretty lips puckered out as you reach up to palm at his clothed bulge, whimpering when the ache of your heat is too much to withstand.

you’re expensive—alluring to every fiber on your body and god—you’re so fucking beautiful, just sitting there waiting for him, mikey can already till you’re probably soaking through your panties just begging him to touch you.

“come here, pretty girl” mikey wraps a finger on your collar, pulling you to your knees as he slowly grips your thighs plopping you on his lap. “what do you need?” he hums, smirking as he feels your hips roll across his lap, “y-you, need you.”

mikey hoists your body from his lap, laying you flat on his desk as bends down to place wet open mouth kisses across your face, lingering the pads of his fingers to hook on your bottoms as he strips them free, revealing your glistening cunt—he especially acknowledges the way your hole is clenching around nothing.

manjiro has spent a pretty dime on you but the way your body only reacts to his touch is fucking priceless and he cannot help but feel his cock throb through his pants when he brings two fingers up to toy with your folds, pads drowning in your juices as he swirls the slick around your clit.

your mouth opens slowly, sucking in the stale air in the room as mikey begins to pump two fingers inside your hole, bringing his face close to yours, smothering the skin in hot kisses as he feels your walls clamp down on the digits practically snapping them in half.

“c’mon pretty, need you to cum before you can have me” mikey slurs, dark iris glossing over your eyes fluttering close as the orgasm washes over your body, thighs trembling as he picks up the pace, thumb angled just right to toy with your pitiful little clit. “almost there baby, be good for me” mikey whispers, small groans flourishing through his lips as he watches you finally let go, gushing and spasming on his fingers.

“that’s my good girl” he praises, smiling to himself when he watches your fingers palm at his crotch, eyes growing in wonder as he springs his cock free, slapping his stomach before he’s fisting the length, hands swarming your stomach when mikey pushes the head of his cock through your folds.

“s-shit” mikey curses under his breath, stomach clenching as your pussy welcomes him in, gripping the length while mikey pushes his cock all the way in. “so big, manjiro” you gasp, pawing at his chest to pull him to you as mikey slowly begins fucking you against the desk.

“y-yeah, all yours too, angel” he whispers, slamming against your ass as your legs hike higher on his hips, back arching to his touch and mikey is already under your spell—slowly climbing to his orgasm as he watches your collar bounce with his pace, his initials shining straight into his static orbs. “can i fill this pretty pussy up? make it mine?” manjiro groans, reaching down to grip your hair, fluffy ears within his fingertips and a quick nod of your face against his hand has him chasing his high.

mikey can hear the sounds of your collar shaking against your neck, the squeaking of the desk scraping across the floor beneath him as he pounds into your hole harder, moans growing louder as you come undone on his cock, juices slathering his balls and mikey throws his head back when he finally cums, filling your hole to the brim.

mikey looks down at you, hazy eyes struggling to stay open as you watch him pull out, your quiet whimpers of losing him being inside you—how it always makes you feel so full and manjiro bends back down to brush his lips across your mouth, “look at my pretty bunny, so full of my cum” he smiles, gripping your neck with his fingers, thumb swiping over the overly expensive collar made especially for his perfect girl.

Don't kill yourself, please.

If you’re suffering from depression and are looking for a sign to not go through with ending your life, this is it. This is the sign. We care.

If you see this on your dash, reblog it. You could save a life.

Tells you to hold onto his spacebuns like handlebars n' steer him when he has his face between your legs.

✰ hypnotic dreams

the devils month - day one

featuring: nagi seishiro x f!reader

summary: you planned a night out to the casino with nagi and reo. but of course, your boyfriend has other plans...

tags: smut, p in v, thigh fucking, manhandling, petname (angel)

wc: 1.3k

nagi lays in bed, his body half-draped in blankets, watching you lazily move around the room as you get yourself all dressed up for tonight. it's been days since reo told you about the casino night he booked for the three of you, and you haven't shut up about it since. you wanted tonight to be perfect, going as far as to plan your outfit down to the last detail. but nagi? he barely stirs. he’s still half asleep, sprawled out, barely interested in anything other than the glow of his phone screen.

you’ve got one leg in your dress when you glance over and catch his sleepy gaze fixed on you, one brow slightly raised as if he’s amused by your efforts. “you’re not even going to get up?” you ask, teasingly annoyed. "reo’s picking us up in like two hours.”

nagi lets out a low groan, stretching his long limbs out. “mm... do we have to?” his voice is lazy, trailing off like he’s already forgotten what the night’s even about. he’s watching you, though, that slight gleam in his eyes telling you he’s up to something.

you laugh softly, shaking your head. "reo will kill us if we bail."

but before you can turn back to the mirror to finish dressing, nagi shifts suddenly, faster than you expected. his hand wraps around your wrist as he's tugging you closer to the bed. “c’mere.”

“nagi, what—” you let out an attempt at a protest, but it’s useless. his grip is firm and controlling, as he pulls you down onto the mattress beside him with little effort. you barely have time to react before he’s rolling over, pressing his larger body down on you against the bed as his lips find yours in a lazy, heated kiss. it’s not rushed, not urgent, but slow and deliberate—like he has all the time in the world.

his hand drifts down, fingers sliding over the soft fabric of your half-done dress. you let out a surprised gasp when he hooks his arm around your waist, flipping you over onto your back with ease. his strength catching you off guard, especially when he’s so gentle about it. the next moment, his weight is pressing you down into the mattress, his knee nudging your thighs apart as he grinds lazily against your leg.

“nagi…” you whisper, breathless against his lips. “we… we really need to get ready.”

“mm,” he hums against your mouth, barely paying attention, his large hands gripping your hips tighter, pulling you closer beneath him. “i'll be quick.”

he’s not asking permission anymore. nagi’s always been a bit possessive, especially when he’s in one of these moods. you can feel the subtle shift in him—his usual laziness replaced by a heated desire. he shifts his hips, his hard cock rubbing against your inner thigh, and you shiver at the sensation, biting your lip.

without another word, he moves, adjusting you like it’s nothing. his hand slithers under your thigh, lifting it with ease to rest against his waist. you’re completely at his mercy, the weight of him pinning you down as he rocks his hips, letting his cock glide along the inside of your thigh. the friction is intoxicating, sending jolts of pleasure through your body with each lazy thrust.

“always in such a rush…” nagi mutters against your skin, lips brushing your neck. his hands tighten on your hips as he holds you in place, controlling every movement, every subtle shift of your body. he thrusts again, harder this time, the slick of your arousal making the slide of his cock all the more delicious. “slow down, angel.”

his hand trails down your thigh, fingers digging into the soft flesh, squeezing you possessively as he grinds harder against you. you arch your back, pressing closer to him, your breath coming in ragged gasps. he’s toying with you, teasing you with each slow, deliberate movement, dragging out the anticipation until your body is trembling beneath him.

“nagi,” you moan softly, your hands gripping the sheets, trying to ground yourself. but he’s relentless, his grip tightening on your hips as he thrusts again, his cock slipping between your slick folds. the pressure is overwhelming, each slow thrust sending waves of pleasure through you.

“feel so good like this,” nagi murmurs, his voice thick with desire as he leans down, his lips brushing the shell of your ear. “so soft... you're so perfect f’me, letting me do whatever i want…”

you feel a shiver travel down your spine at his words, and you whimper, your body arching towards him, needy for more. but nagi pace is slow, torturously slow, his movements lazy yet full of purpose, trying to savour every second.

“gonna make you late,” he mutters with a smirk playing on his lips as he presses you harder into the soft mattress. he grips your hips tightly as he rocks against you. “but that’s okay, right?”

you try to respond, but to no avail—your voice catches in your throat, your body trembling beneath him as the pleasure builds. you’re so close, so desperate, it's obvious to him. he’s pushing you to your limits as his fingers dig into your skin while he grinds against you, his cock slick with your arousal as he thrusts harder.

he’s slow as he deliberately slides his cock between your thighs with force that makes you whimper. his hips shift in a slow, lazy rhythm, dragging himself along your slick folds. the friction, especially as his cock brushes past your clit, sends jolts of pleasure up your spine. he seems to enjoy the way your body responds to the sensation—the subtle jerk of your hips, the way you bite your lip—needy for more. each time the head of his cock grazes your swollen clit, you can’t help the soft gasp that escapes you. it’s torturous, the way he presses his length against you without fully giving in, teasing you as his cock slips between your thighs again and again, building the heat inside you to a fever pitch.

suddenly, he thrusts harder between your legs, the slick sound of his cock sliding between your thighs louder now, more desperate. he grinds against you in a rhythm that makes you ache for him to enter you. you arch your back, feeling his thick length press against your clit in just the right way, sending you closer to the edge with each maddening thrust.

and then, without warning, he stops.

“n-nagi,” you gasp, your body aching for him. “please…”

he chuckles softly, his breath is warm against your neck as he leans down, his lips brushing your skin. “s’needy,” he teases, his voice low as he pushes his hips against yours, his tip nudging itself between your thighs. he lets it slip against your slick entrance, just enough to tease you, but not going further. his hand trails towards your ass before kneading the soft flesh. “so pretty when you beg f’me.”

you’re trembling beneath him, desperate for release, but he waits. his cock presses against you again, prodding lightly, but still, he does nothing. his fingers trail lazily over your skin, not giving you what you crave until you whimper, your voice barely a whisper, “please, nagi… i need you… need you so bad…”

the moment he hears those words, he finally thrusts inside you, filling you completely in one slow, painful stroke. the sensation is overwhelming, making your body arch against him in pure bliss, earning a loud moan from your throat.

“good girl,” nagi murmurs, his voice thick with satisfaction as he begins to move again, slow and steady, his hands gripping your hips as he sets a pace that leaves you breathless. “just relax… gonna take care of you.”

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