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Which Tokyo Revengers' s boyfriend do you get?

Bored at work here I go with a curious Tokyo Revengers quiz! Go with it and show your result I got, here's the link:

Takashi Mitsuya

Purrfect husband material

Cooking, cleaning, sewing, you name it! You've got the man everyone wants as a husband, Mitsuya. He's used to taking care of his sisters (and Hakkai) so chances are, he'll dote on you too. You like the cute desserts with sprinkles and marshmallows, only he can decorate them so well. You're also a sucker for a warm home meal. (Is everything at home okay?) On the weekends you guys can wear matching outfits that he designed and go on little shopping dates.

Tagging @sebbyzoldyck @poppyandhervillains @teaandcroissant @manjiroarchiviste @nkogneatho @nymphoglia @hisvillainess @hisgoodpuppy +anyone else

Tokyo Revengers (beach ver.) click and drag game!

warnings: flashing images

includes: tokyo manji gang plus former members

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baji is pretty but gross IK that man has a million icks

i’m finna get disrespectful.

tw: milo getting in baji’s ass.

baji keisuke is one dirty ass person. first of all, i have a feeling he sniffs his boxers to rewear them.. even after a fucking fight.

second, you know when guys get mad to the point they’re swinging at the air? him. ik he’s slipped and busted his ass in the shower and tried to grab onto the water, something, cheeks clenched with a growl leaving his lips bruh

third, he picks at his toenails. sorry not sorry. he’ll sit on the edge of the bed, scrolling through whatever while his other hand is picking at his toes.

finally, his pillow smells. he doesn’t wash his pillowcase and he drools all fucking night long so now he’s sleeping on a germ infested pillow that smells like morning breath.

i love baji though that’s my bae fr

I decide to make my own commandant OC! 😆

So I can ship him with everyone huehue

Meet Jekyll, Gray Raven Commander

Here some basic information about him:

Name : Jekyll

Age : 24

Gender : Male

Height : 177 cm

Weight : 62 kg

Blood type : O

Birthday : 18th March

Service time : 3 years

Likes : food especially sweets, games, books, stars, Gray Raven & Strike Hawks, cat

Let's undress him, shall we?

(It's a bit long tho, u can skip if u just want to know his basic info :D)

When I wrote "undress him" I mean "literally" ;)

His clothes would consist a combat jacket, with a tight gray shirt and sleeveless turtleneck underneath, fingerless glove on his right hand and gun holster. (I'm suck at explaining things lmao sorry)

"Accuracy and precision. Steady breath and calm minds. Focus and aim. That's what it takes for me to be able to stand with them." - Jekyll

Information about him:

He's totally different from his appearance. He seems cold and arrogant, but he's actually humble and loyal. Everyone who get to know him would describe him as easygoing and playful even.

Big eater. He and Camu had eating contest together. It was a tie.

He likes sweets. But due to his poor childhood life he will eat anything as long as it's edible. He hates wasting food. Spicy food is okay, but he prefers not to eat too much.

The white strands on his hair are because of genetics. He tried to dye it, but found it troublesome after and leave it be.

Can use any kind of firearms. His choice is a sniper rifle so he can observe the surroundings first before mission and support the team. His second choice is dual guns.

Has bad eyesight. During off-duty he'd wear his glasses. Asimov made some special contact lens for on-site mission so he can see clearly. But if he wears it too long, it can irritated his eyes and causing migraine.

Gray Raven gave him a glasses after Lee saw him crash the door multiple times. Lee tried to modify the glasses with multifunction feature (alarm, communicator, UV light, flashlight, x-ray vision, music player) but Jekyll reject the idea.

Likes to read book. Mainly fiction and classic literature. He and Chrome would always discuss the books they just read and exchange opinions whenever they met.

A gamer. Would sneak into Kamui's room to play with him. It always ended up with either Lee or Chrome scolding both of them.

Always prioritize others more than himself. He wouldn't hesitate to charge ahead if someone need help without thinking about his safety.

Has severe insomnia. The most hours he can sleep is about 3-4 hours a day.

Pamper his team A LOT; giving Lucia and Liv gifts, and walking around with Lee looking for materials for his new robot.

Somehow has a dark sense of humour. Only Camu would laugh at his jokes.

Even though he's kind to everyone, it was hard for him to trust someone. Only Gray Raven and Strike Hawk members he trusts fully.

Can cook basic meals. Really interested in culinary art. Whenever he visits Forsaken, he'd quietly observer Watanabe whenever he's cooking.

Always showing his smile. But only those who close enough to him can tell which one is fake and which one is genuine.

Please take care of him! 😆

Happy Birthday, Diluc!

[ 𝟏:𝟓𝟕 𝐀𝐌 ] — 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐓𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐀

it’s cold.

that’s the first thing kisaki thinks when he wakes up, eyebrows furrowing when the bed is empty and devoid of you and your usual warmth beside him. sitting up, he groans as he stretches his muscles out, hastily climbing out to find you. he tries to convince himself not to panic.

the bathroom lights are off—he notes all your things are thankfully still there—and so are the hallway lights, and so are the living room lights, but the kitchen seems to be lit. sighing, he walks in, watching from the entrance as you sit at the table, swirling a cup of tea around in your mug glumly.

“you should be in bed,” he says dryly. you don’t even blink, staring off ahead.

“what’s it to you?” you scowl. he grits his teeth, eyes narrowing as they stare down at you. it’s scrutinizing—everything seems to be when it comes to kisaki. he’s always got something to say, and it’s grown tiring for you.

“watch it,” he warns, making you roll your eyes. staring up at him, there’s a small pool of tears at the corner of your eyes, and his anger slowly ebbs away. for the first time, he takes in how hallow your eyes seem and how disappointed you are. and he feels himself fearing your withdrawal from him—the rejection seems unbearable if it comes from you.

“you go back to bed,” you wave off. “i’ll come in a bit.” you try to hide the shakiness of your voice, but he catches it immediately. and as scrutinizing as kisaki can be, as nit-picky to every detail as he can seem, as hard to please and even harder to decipher as he is, he’s always known exactly what you needed and exactly what to do.

“won’t be able to fall asleep,” he mutters quietly, sitting beside you at the table. he snatches your mug from your hand, taking a long sip of your tea.

“tetta, seriously?” you groan. his lips curl into a smirk, the mug meeting his lips again as he finishes the contents in one large gulp. you should kill him, you think, he’s gotten away with enough anyway.

but his smile is pretty, and the messy bed hair that frames his face is prettier. it makes you smile despite yourself.

“i see you grinning, dumbass,” he says cooly. “you’re not mad.” reaching over, you take the mug from him, giving his shoulder a good shove in the process. it’s halfhearted and it wouldn’t do anything, but he leans his body to the side anyway, his theatrics giving you the satisfaction of seeing him lose his balance slightly.

“i won’t forget the things you said to me,” you whisper. the words underneath are clear. they’ve left a scar. his heart cracks a little, and he wonders if you’ve realized you have the power to batter it until it’s weak. it wouldn’t be hard—one foot out the door and kisaki’s lost all that makes him a man, but he hopes it doesn’t come to that.

“they weren’t true,” he mumbles. “nothing i said was true.” his hair falls onto his eyes, and even though you’re mad, and hurt, and incredibly tired, you find it second nature to reach forward and brush the strands out of his face.

he immediately presses his own palm to the back of your hand, holding it in place and leaning his face into it. and it’s rare to see a small bit of vulnerability from kisaki, to see him so openly hint that he wants—that he needs an ounce of affection, but you know he craves it, and he’s lost without it on most days.

so, with a sigh, you brush your thumb over his cheek, shaking your head at how soft you are for him. loving him’s not easy, but perhaps that’s why you do it. the difficult tasks are always the most rewarding ones in the end.

“tetta—”

“baby,” he corrects. a small grin etches across your lips.

“how about gumdrop?”

“don’t push it,” he purses his lips, and you laugh. and it’s beautiful, he thinks, the soft glow of your face as the dimly lit kitchen illuminates your skin. your head thrown back in your laughing fit sends waves that crash over his heart. he’s casted away from everything else for a moment, all he can focus on being you. and he’s not mad, couldn’t ever be.

“okay, fine,” you agree. the smile on your face slowly falters, but his grip on your hand doesn’t. “baby, i’m just…i can’t deal with the things you say sometimes,” you whisper. “i’m not cut out for this,” you admit.

“you don’t have to be,” he soothes. “i’m working on it. i won’t say things like that anymore,” he promises. and it’s hard to tell if it’s the truth or not, but he sounds determined. and kisaki’s never given a reason not to believe him, he’s always gone great lengths to give you what he promises. so, with a shaky sigh, you lean into his embrace, hearing the beating of his heart in his chest. it’s the same heartbeat that soothes you to sleep each night and matches the rhythm of yours. he kisses the crown of your head, and nothing has ever made him feel as whole and seen and complete as the feel of your skin against his.

“promise?” you whisper.

“yeah, whatever. i promise,” he mumbles. pulling away, you cup his cheeks, taking in the sleep that’s still laced in his eyes, smiling gently at the sight. kissing his nose, then his cheeks, then finally, pressing a lingering kiss to his lips, you stroke your fingers through his hair as he leans into your palm.

“okay,” you nod. he glances at you expectantly. “what?”

“and…?”

“and…?” you tease.

“say it,” he glares. rolling your eyes, you hug his waist, feeling his hand rub over the small of your back.

“i love you,” you murmur. and with an equally as demanding tone, you add, “say it back.”

and it’s his turn to roll his eyes as he mumbles “i love you too.”

rating: suggestive cw: sexual tension, badly written includes: gn! reader, fatui harbinger! reader, like stated above- you and diluc have a lot of sexual tension, diluc definitely wears a mask while in his dark night hero persona, you have a geo vision, you're also kinda stronggg (you can imagine how strong), reader likes degrading people and by people i mean diluc summary: you encounter diluc one night, and a fight ensues. while you're fighting, you can't help but tease the dark night hero a bit... y'know, just to rile him up~

the sounds of metal clashing together filled the night air, mixed in with hurried footsteps and pants. you and diluc had been engaged in a fight for the past few minutes now, and neither of you showed signs of slowing down.

“give it up, fatui.” diluc growled. his dark night hero mask was long gone, which was a shame as you had found it rather charming. he swung his claymore at you, but you reacted quickly and dodged.

“now, why would i do something like that?” you readied your sword, taking up a stance that you hoped would provoke the young man. he was smart, however, knowing not to get any closer to you lest he risk his life. you began to walk to your left, and diluc followed after, causing you to begin walking in a large circle- something you had seen a fellow harbinger do in battle.

you swung your sword in your hand, admiring the expensive looking detailing before suddenly dashing forward. diluc’s eyes widened for a split second, as he was caught off guard by your sudden dash. swinging his claymore up, he managed to block your sword- just an inch shy from his pretty face.

your eyes scanned over him. you took note of the sweat rolling down his forehead, and his fiery red eyes bore into yours. your gaze began to wander over his weapon, which was a gorgeous black and red claymore which suited his attire perfectly. “why don’t you give up instead?”

diluc scoffed. he began to push into your weapon a bit more, but you stood your ground. “as if i’d submit to the likes of you.”

you let out a giggle, moving your sword away from him and ducking so you could avoid his claymore. backing up once again, you threw the sword to the side. diluc then took this time to analyze you. you were confident, and your fighting style showed that you were very experienced. 'as expected of a harbinger.' diluc thought.

as much as he hated to admit it, you were quite... attractive. your harbinger uniform and geo vision on your waist suited you perfectly, and your aura of confidence sent off the message that you knew exactly what you (and him, based on your smirk) were doing.

diluc averted his eyes. now wasn't the time to check people out. he had something to do. the dark night hero got into a defensive stance, holding his claymore in front of him as if it were a shield. "we can do this the easy way, or the hard way." diluc spoke calmly, hiding the tiredness in his voice from all the fighting.

he watched as you sighed softly, brushing your hands against each other. bits of dirt fell from your gloves, but diluc didn't think anything of it at the moment. "which shall i choose, hmm..." you looked up, staring at the stars from between the leaves of the cedar trees. from a distance, and if they didn't take a close look at your attire- one would assume that you were just an attractive traveler.

"most would choose the easy way, but the hard way is much more entertaining!" suddenly, a gold like dust flew in front of his face, and diluc found himself spluttering and dropping his weapon as he struggled to brush the dirt off of his face. a pair of hands grabbed at his wrists, and before he knew it, he was pinned up against a tree with a dagger at his throat.

the two of you sat in silence for a few seconds. you could tell that diluc was trying to comprehend what had just happened, and you took the chance to tighten your grip on his hands that were now above his head. 'a rather compromising position,' you thought. 'imagine if someone were to stumble upon you two.'

as you were thinking, you began to notice a soft pink blush forming on diluc's cheeks. how cute...

he began to struggle against you, but you held the dagger tighter to his throat, causing him to inhale sharply and cease resistance. "looks like i win, dark night hero... or should i say, diluc?" the sight of his eyes widening was too much for you to handle, and you found yourself laughing out loud at his expression. "how- how did you?-"

"i have my ways." you smiled, removing the knife from his throat and sheathing it into its designated spot on your belt. once freed from the threat of his throat being cut, diluc began to struggle again- but he quickly found that he could barely move. he noticed that the heat on his face was increasing, and his efforts increased as well, but he still couldn't move his arms more than an inch away from the tree.

"oh diluc, sweet, strong diluc..." you sang slightly in a soft voice, leaning in close to his face. he found himself squeezing his eyes shut, turning his face away from yours. a strange, yet concerningly familiar feeling began to swirl in his chest, and that only caused him to struggle more. perhaps he could kick you, or collapse so that all of his weight was suddenly thrust onto you?

diluc tried pulling his wrists apart, but that was met with your arm squeezing tighter. he began to pant from his efforts, curses leaving his mouth as he was becoming very aware of the amused look on your face. "l-let me go!..." you laughed, and diluc felt his face getting hotter once more.

"you're a man who can swing a claymore with one arm, mister diluc." you teased, your fingers grazing his cheek and neck. your captive held back a groan. "i was sure that you'd easily be able to overpower me, but... it seems i overestimated you~"

you leaned in more, stopping at just the right spot so that your lips were next to his ear. "or perhaps you're enjoying this?" all of a sudden, diluc's struggling stopped, and he let out a strangled gasp. he- he couldn't be... enjoying it, right? he was trying his absolute hardest to get away... right?

"i saw you checking me out," you whispered, as it was only something meant for him to hear. "and i'll admit, i'm a bit interested in you as well." a hand dragged up his thigh, and diluc found himself biting his lip and struggling to keep his moan in. it was hot- too hot, and the thick jacket he wore definitely wasn't helping.

you slipped something into his pants pocket, but let your finger linger inside, resting against the thin inner material that made up the pocket of the pants. just so you could be a bit closer to him as you spoke. as if you weren't close enough.

"tell you what," you absentmindedly began to draw circles into the thin material, and to an extent, diluc's thigh. you listened in amusement as he began to pant softly, squirming against your light touches. strange how this was the man who, not even a few minutes ago, tried to kill you. "i left a card in your pocket. if you meet me at that place next week, i'll give you a little... present. how does that sound?"

diluc nodded quickly, still squirming against you. you breathed out a small noise of affirmation before finally letting go of the man, causing him to let out a small whimper that affected you a little more than you'd like to admit.

you gave diluc a genuine smile as he looked at you, and the look in his eyes reminded you of something you wanted to do the second you saw him for the first time. "here's something to look forward to." before diluc could question it, he felt a pair of lips press against his. and they were gone in a split second.

"see you around!" with a quick wave you ran into the forest, and diluc was left staring after you with a longing feeling in his chest. he let out a long sigh, covering his face with his hands as he slowly slid down the tree he was just pinned against.

the uncomfortable feeling of a thick card in his pocket and a tight feeling in his pants made him groan out loud, and his face became hotter once more.

goodness, this was going to be a long wait.

diluc autocorrected into silicone or folic sometimes from my mistypings when i was writing this on my phone

edit: i also could have sworn that i scheduled this for the 17th and not today but oh well

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Ya'all better support this bitchass if not im gonna combust <333

YOU BEING DRUNK FEAT: childe, zhongli, diluc

CHILDE

childe had just gotten back from a longgg work trip

and what'd know! he brought back some expensive ass wine, and you thought you'd treat yourself to some

well one glass turned into two, then four, and here you are seven glasses in and you weren't doing so good

ontop of that wine, you had also been enjoying a few shots of firewater that childe brought back from his visit home

so the surprise on childe's face when he walks in and finds you draped over the coffee table with the whole bottle of wine in hand, he can connect the dots

probably laugh at you

when you're slurring your words, he'll mock you and do the cheek-pulling thing "i have the groceries!" childe had just gotten home after his late-night trip to the grocery store in order to pick up a few things for tomorrow's breakfast. "oh!" he stood in the kitchen noticing the empty firewater container and the wine bottle in your hand, and he couldn't hold it in anymore and just fucking starts giggling and cackling. "what have you gotten into dear y.n!" he drops off the brown bag he was carrying in his hand to come to your aid, but instead of words you let out lazy mumbles and sniffles. "ill get a cold rag, stay here" just as he was getting up, he heard the start of more sniffling that turned into you bawling your eyes out. "do--on't leaVe" your voice was cracking and you were sniffling in between words, but he still understood you. in fact, he thought it was quite cute when you were drunk and just let your mouth have no filter(in private ofc). "im here y.n, im here" you simply just laid in his arms drooling on him as you passed out by his legs. childe may or may not have taken a few pictures with his camera, he'll show you in the morning. he soon moved you to your bed, where you awoke the next morning with the worst headache and hangover sickness. you could only recall half of what happened last night, but you knew once childe heard you stirring awake, he'd come and tease you about it, and you were right. "i never knew you were so clingy!" he said as you both sat at the table, you eating cereal with messy hair and dark under eyes. "you know you should get drunk more often!" you weren't in the mood for his teasing and laughing so early in the morning, so you simply just shot him a glare and he smiled as he talked about his work trip and just how happy he was to be home.

ZHONGLI

he'd honestly probably lecture you the morning after

he just wants to keep you safe (maybe idk)

but, he knows just how to take care of you, and makes sure that the hangover the next morning won't be that bad

still kind of annoyed at you though

but it was ventis birthday today, and wherever venti was, alcohol was

so you and zhongli showed up to celebrate of course!

and no surprise, you got drunk, so now zhongli has to drag you back home and take care of you. he noticed how you started acting loose as the night went on. being flushed, clumsy and touchy, a little too much for his tastes. so now, he just needed to get you home. "y.n, i think it's time we need to go." you were talking with kaeya, venti, and childe about memories from the past years, so not wanting to leave you tried to bargain with him "just 10 more minutes, kay?" cocktail in hand, you gave him a smile...yea you were drunk. "y.n, let's go you can call them in the morning." you let out an annoyed groan, not wanting to leave yet. "mr. zhongli! here, you can go home and ill drive y.n home in an hour! they'll be back twelve sharp sir!" it's not that zhongli didn't trust you, there was just a dangerous aspect seeing how 3/4 of the people here were already drunk out of there minds. and all the people who'd be willing to take you home were drunk. "thanks for the offer ajax, but i think y.n needs to head home. they have work in the morning." did you? nope. but zhongli thought as long as you're drunk, you'd believe him. and what'd you know! he was right. "well, i can call in sick rightttt" you were now leaning on zhongli, arms wrapped around his broad shoulders, trying to persuade him into letting one of your friends drive you home. "and plus! it's venti's birthday, one day wouldn't hurt liii" the nickname caught him by surprise, but he wasn't letting you off that easy. "i hope you know i'm not above dragging you out of here y.n." you frowned and turned to venti, giving him the cocktail you'd been holding. "bye guys..." you frowned intensely hoping zhongli would see that and let you stay, nope. you guys got in the car and you just started fuck bawling your eyes out. "AUHUHUHUH *sniff* UHUHAHU" you were throwing a whole fit in the passenger set of your boyfriend's car "YOU'RE SO MEANN AUHUHAHA" kicking and screaming just like a child, it was funny to zhongli causing him to smirk a bit. the fit kept on until you guys were halfway home, and when zhongli pulled into the driveway, you were fast asleep (or passed out) on your own lap. folded over. he wonder how you could sleep like that. but regardless he carried you into the bed and took off your shoes, and clothes, and placed you into your pajamas. then just tucked you in. he enjoyed moments where he could find the time to just take care of you, even if it meant having to lecture you in the morning about throwing fits and getting drunk on a tuesday night, but that could wait. instead, he got a rag and cooled down your flushed face, then left a glass of water for you to drink. "fuck...." you woke up, hair in an absolute mess, nose stuffy, and fucking thirsty. and zhongli heard you as you stirred awake and came to your aid. "this is what happens when you get drunk." he opened the bottle of nausea medicine on his bedside table and gave you one. you were very lucky to have him. "you know, getting drunk can lead to multiple brain....." he started to lecture you, it'd become his habit.

DILUC

he's had to deal with multiple drunk clients, so naturally, he's veryy good at it

but still gets kind of annoyed with you for doing it, like bro wtf?

and you did it, right in front of him too. in his own tavern. in public

well lets just say you and kaeya got into a drinking game, diluc knew you had some self-control, but that self-control gets washed away with kaeya.

and he was right

you guys are about to pass you, burping and nauseated but still pushing the limits.

diluc didn't even take a good look at you until now.

your face is basically tomato red and laughing along with kaeya

he blames the whole thing on kaeya "one more round pleaseeeee" you say, laughing right afterward with kaeya. diluc turns to face you, and let's just say he's not the happiest. "..kaeya leave." kaeya laughs it off, then grabs your arm to continue your drinking game somewhere else. well, that was until diluc intervened. grabbing your other arm "y.n, you're staying here until i'm done. i'll talk with you later." you turned to kaeya for help with the now very angry diluc. and kaeya was no help, just waving you off as he left in search of a new tavern to push the limits. "eat these." he pushed crackers your way and kept on dealing with knights and what-not around the tavern. you were surprised venti wasn't there that night. if so then you'd be able to have a free way of stealing wine from behind the counter. you started on the crackers thinking of a way to get more beer or wine from diluc without him noticing. but, why not just ask him! he loves you after all! "dilllucccc" you said, head laying in your arms "yes y.n?" he wasn't facing you due to him serving another customer, but he still heard you nonetheless "one more *hic* wine please!" waving your hand side to side lazily so he would pay attention "y.n, you've had enough already. you're turning into that green bastard poet." he waved you off, cleaning glasses while taking orders. "bUT-" and here the waterworks go, yea... "you said-!" "y.n.... here, have some water." he handed you a cup which you just stared in the water with your tears mixing in with the water. "ill close the tavern early and we can get home, ok?" "ok!" and back to your perky self, bipolar much?

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