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Carpooling with Hanma

Hanma turns to look at you as the speakers are blasting and you're singing at the top of your lungs, eyes closed, hands in the air and hair swishing in the wind. He swore he fell in love with you all over again.

Content Warning: making out, thigh grabbing, marriage mentions, love sick Hanma, he may be a bit ooc but in my delusions hes very in love with me

Spotify Playlist: Hanma's carpool karaoke

Hanma has a headache. A big one and it is YOUR fault. He should've known that it was a mistake when you asked him to go for a “drive around”. At first it was pleasant and he was actually having a good time in the comfortable silence, windows rolled down and warm breeze hitting his face. Quiet peaceful moments like these with you, he cherished due to his violent chaotic life. It was quiet and peaceful till he noticed you resting your chin in your hand, looking out the window, and pouting. “What's wrong doll?” he questioned, looking at you, concerned. He turned back to look at the road ahead when you glanced at him and whined out, “Shuu, I'm so bored!” He scrunched his face in confusion and asked again, “You're the one who wanted to go for a ride, was that an excuse for me to get you something to eat?” He blinked at you smirking, as if he had figured you all out which only served to irritate you more. “NO! Can a girl not hang out with her boyfriend?” you crossed your arms over your chest defensively which made you look even more suspicious. Hanma raised his eyebrows and nodded his head, “yeah sure”. He said snorting. You turned to him and gasped, arms still crossed and staring at him with betrayal in your eyes. Your dramatic reaction only made him laugh more. You tried your best at hiding the smile that was creeping its way to your face, but you just couldn't, you laughed along with him. It was hard not to laugh with the funniest person you know. His laughter died down as did yours when he pulled into an empty parking lot. Hanma put the car into park and swiveled his eyes to admire you. You both stared into each other's eyes till his eyes met your smiling lips. His face crept closer to yours and he gave a peck to your lips, then another, until eventually he just grabbed the back of your neck and brought you into a deep kiss. With his other hand he grabbed your thigh and squeezed. You giggled into the kiss at his neediness and he pulled away lips swollen, hair messy, eyes glossed over and looking at you so love sickeningly sweet. The sight of him staring at you made butterflies burst in your stomach and you looked away blushing. “Stop staring at me Hanma”. “Oh now you're shy? And what happened to ‘Shuu~’” he mocked you, laughing. You turned to him and gave him the dirtiest look you could muster up. He let out a quiet giggle and started up the car once again. “Well, Hanma, I'm gonna blast my music and I don't wanna hear any complaints from you”. At this threat he took one of his hands off the steering wheel and used his fingers to squeeze your cheeks and pucker your lips. “Enjoy your music doll”. He sighed out, taking his hand away. Now he's almost an hour into your playlist, still driving without a destination, head pounding due to the very very loud music and you next to him yelling the lyrics. He takes a deep breath and smiles. He glances at you and the realization dawns upon him that he wants to spend the rest of his life with you someday. He brings his attention back to the road and blushes at the thought of marrying you someday.

a/n: if hanma was real, i think me and him would get along. our personalities are similar in a lot of ways

Riding Hanma Shuji's Thigh

Content Warnings: Thigh riding hanma's thighs (im drooling out of not one, but two holes), hanma scares reader in the beginning, he's only wearing a towel, LOTS of teasing from him, and dirty talk

a/n: THIS IS MY FIRST EVER TIME WRITING SMUT, CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM AND FEEDBACK IS WELCOME!

You whistled to yourself as you walked into Hanma’s apartment, arms packed with groceries. Unlocking the door, you stepped through the entrance, confused as to why Hanma wasn't there to greet you and help with the bags, when you heard the shower water stop running. You realized your boyfriend was getting ready to take you both out to your reservation for your get-together with his friends tonight. Excited to finally meet his close childhood friends, you squealed and quickly rushed to put away the rest of the groceries. What you didn't notice was scheming Hanma, who was still dripping wet, free from his shower standing with only a loosely tied towel wrapped around his lower hips watching you with your back turned to him going back and forth between unpackaging the groceries and putting them away. Hanma Shuji, your menace of a boyfriend who likes to punch people's teeth in for fun, decided it would be a good idea to scare you, with a towel wrapped dangerously low on his waist. He snuck up behind you as quietly as he could and shoved his hands under your (his) shirt. Hanma grabbed at your waist and started tickling any part of your exposed skin he could get his fingers on. It all happened in the split of a second. The sudden attack had you shrieking as you tried to escape when you felt him laugh behind you, trying to hold you steady. “HANMA SHUJI '' you yelled his name for scaring you so badly.

Now he's laughing behind you, throwing his head back whilst still having his arms tightly holding you in place, it was only then when you turned around, back pressed to his chest did you realize that he was wearing nothing but a towel.You pulled away from his grasp in shock. Sure, you had seen him naked before, he was your boyfriend after all,  but this was different. This was different because you had never really taken the time to stare at Hanma’s sculpted body, always being too shy and denying it when he teased you for staring. However, this time around, you couldn't help it, he looked so tempting in the lighting of the dimly lit kitchen. Your eyes studied his neck first where you watched his adam's apple bob in his throat, then to his broad, built shoulders where you could see small healed over scratch marks going up and down his upper arm, hinting at what you two had done a few nights prior. The thought had you inhaling a sharp breath and squeezing your thighs together, as if it would help the growing heat in your core. Your eyes met his long torso next and his sculpted abs had you grow needier by the second. Your sights were trailing lower and lower down his torso till you reached his-

“ahem”. You hadnt realized what you were doing till Hanma cleared his throat. You had shot your eyes up to meet his seductive gaze. Hanma had watched you gawk at him and it made pride swell in his chest, he was feeling powerful, but you were slowly driving him crazy with all this staring. When he noticed your breath hitch and your thighs squeeze together, the lower your eyes went, it drove him insane. That flipped a switch inside of him. He needed you, now.

When he called out to you, you had shot your head up in embarrassment, knowing clearly he would never let you live this down. You quickly turned your back to him once more, covering your face with your hands while timidly mumbling to him about ‘getting dressed’ and how its ‘inappropriate to walk around like that’. He only laughed this off, knowing you were trying your very hardest to find an excuse for staring.

Hanma calls out to you once more voice rasping, “Doll, if you wanna stare, then stare, but dont back down. You know how much I love a challenge” he steps closer to you, turns your body to face him, and grabs your chin with one hand, the other on your waist, continuing to speak with that specific playful lilt to his voice, inching closer to your lips, “you wanna know what i love more, doll? Putting you in your place”. He smashes his lips against yours fervently, teeth clashing, biting on your bottom lip. He slowly inches his knee between your legs and places both of his hands on your waist to grind you down on his bare leg. The pressure of his leg on your clit and the constant grinding between the layers of clothing you have on have you whimpering into the messy kiss. Back and forth he grinds your hips roughly against his leg. You pull away from the kiss for air to breathe when its sucked right out of you because he bites down on your neck. Hard. “f-fuck— too much, ‘s too much please- Sh-Shuji”, God, hearing you so needy and vulnerable really does something to him. “Yeah? Using your words now baby? He goes to plant wet hickies down your throat which only pushes you closer to the peak. Hanma can feel how painfully hard hes getting under the thin towel, he could cum untouched watching you writhe in pleasure, not that he would ever admit that to you. He brings one of his hands to shove it underneath your shirt to rub at your perked nipples. You roll your eyes to the back of your head, scratch at his shoulders and let out a silent scream as you're thrown over the peak. Hanma inspects your face closely while you're cumming, effectively drenching your underwear and his leg. He continues to rut your hips to let you ride out your orgasm, as your bucking them up yourself due to the euphoric feeling. Your vision is blurry and you're catching your breath when he throws you over his shoulder and walks into the bedroom, quickly undressing you. “My turn”. Hanma and you didnt make your dinner reservations that night, leaving the rest to wonder where you were.

Relationships with TR men

|Haitani Ran|Hanma Shuji|Draken x reader

Angsty in Draken’s part

Haitani Ran

Brent Faiyaz-Role model

After meeting Ran while you worked as a bartender for a club In Roppongi your life changed. With him it was like living in a movie. Everything was fast, shiny, expensive, dangerous. Every day felt like an adventure, yet a dangerous one. He was a part of a big and dangerous gang and you knew when you got with him you signed a contract with death. You became a target to other gangs going after Toman. But with his name and power he got you the best security in Japan, not wanting to risk losing you.

Ran as a person is cocky and likes when everyone in the room stares at him when he walks in. The attention always has to be on him and he does attract it with his look and expensive personality.

Still, Ran had a personality that drew you in despite his lavish appearance. He made you feel like you were the centre of his world. You were enchanted by his presence, needing both his company and the rush that came from being by his side.

You became more and more involved in Ran's life and the dangerous and dark world of organized crime. You watched the gang's threats of violence, power conflicts over territory, and tortures of the poor souls that crossed Toman. Loyalty was valued highly in that society, and betrayal may have severe consequences. Ran always made sure you were safe despite the danger.

Living with Ran was like balancing dangerously on the edge of a cliff; one false move would send everything tumbling off. But despite the chaos, you were prepared to take that chance because you discovered a love that was both thrilling and addictive.

———

Hanma Shuji

The Weeknd - house of balloons / glass table girls

You were warned about guys like him ever since you were a kid. Gangsters that always have a lingering scent of cigarettes around them, mysterious to the point of disappearing for a few days once in a while, always covered in blood with bruised knuckles. Hanma practically screamed the word “danger”.

He was tall and handsome with a straightforward personality. He always knew what he wanted and would do whatever he needed to get it. And the age of 17 Hanma knew he had to have you.

And at first, you were drawn to his dangerous personality. There was an undeniable curiosity in his presence. The way he carried himself with confidence, as if the world was his, intrigued you. He had this freedom that you dreamt of having. Hanma cared about nothing - his main goal in life was just to have fun.

Hanma's infatuation with you grew stronger, and he made his intentions clear. He desired to have you, not just physically but emotionally as well. It was a mix of passion and possessiveness that left you confused with yourself.

As your relationship with Hanma deepened, you found yourself at a crossroads. The warnings from your past echoed in your mind, reminding you of the potential dangers and the uncertain future that awaited you. Yet, you also couldn't deny the connection you felt with him, the chemistry that sparked between you. With him it was a battle between reason and desire.

But it wasn’t like you even had a choice.

Without you even knowing - you already belonged to Hanma before you two even started talking.

———

Draken

Lauv - who (ft. BTS)

You two were childhood friends. He was always your protector. He made sure bullies would never bother you and he spent almost every minute with you. Ever since you were kids he promised you he would marry you in the future. And you two waited for that promised moment in your lives. Though once he met Mikey, Draken changed. He started to push you out of his life without even noticing. His priority became Toman and Mikey’s younger sister Emma.

You saw how he looked at her and vice versa. Everyone was talking how they belonged together which left you feeling more lonely than ever. Not only did you feel like you were losing the guy you were in love with - you were also losing your best friend.

Though Draken made it complicated. At moments it felt like he was still that young boy who gifted you a plastic ring and called you his soulmate. It felt like he himself didn’t really know what he wanted.

You found yourself at a crossroads. Should you continue holding onto the hope that Draken would remember his promise and find his way back to you? Or should you just let go of him and the past?

The path forward was uncertain. All you could do was navigate the complexity of emotions, understanding that sometimes people change, and relationships evolve in unexpected ways.

When you felt like giving up Draken was always there-waiting for you. But once it felt like everything was perfect he would go back to Emma.

And with all of this happening you finally started to see your self worth. You chose yourself.