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09:41 PM ️ various!bonten

— themes. fluff, crack, very short

— note. i havent been writing these days so its very rusty :(( i just really wanted to post this short thing i’ve had in my head dince last night

“you slapped me with a baton twelve years ago. don’t you remember?” sanzu palms the back of his head with a frown, one finger pointing at the odler haitani accusingly. ran merely rolls his eyes, the corner of his lips turning up to form a proud smirk that revealed his pearly whites.

“that i did, yes.” somewhere in the back, one could hear the muffled voice of his younger brother, trying his best to hide his laughter behind a pillow at sanzu’s poor choice of words. slapped, he wheezed, almost choking in the process

sanzu frowns, rubbing the back of his skull in a soothing motion as if he could still feel the imapct of his baton on his head. “you were rude,” he huffs, crossing his arms childishly before looking away. his actions earned a snicker from the older haitani who had no intention of ever apologising.

“you’re not one to talk, sanzu. you hit me with a metal pipe. that’s ten times more worse than ran’s plastic baton.” kakucho sends the pink-haired executive a glare, pointing at the spot where he was hit. “that one was different!” sanzu exclaims, sweat building up his forehead when he feels the burning glares of kakucho drilling holes on his form. kakucho folded his arms as he leans further into the couch, “how so?”

sanzu does not hesitate, “i did it out of love!”

“love! he did it out of love!” rindou breaks down laughing wildly, slapping his knee harshly at his friend’s proud answer. his older brother follows soon after, holding on to the wall for support as he holds his stomach with one hand.

kokonoi, who had been watching silently from afar along with takeomi, merely shook his head and walked away. i don’t know them, he thought. he was hit with a realizion that, without him, bonten wouldn’t last a day with these fools running the organisation.

“love? while yelling ’die, kakucho!’ like a madman?” kakucho raised na eyebrow at sanzu who only puffed his chest as if he was being wrongly accused for something. his fingers began drumming on the skin of his arm, rpetending to be losing patience when in reality, he was amused.

“have you not heard of the phrase kill them with love?”

rindou wiped a stray tear off of his cheek, “it’s kindness. kill them with kindness, sanzu.”

the pinknette waved his hand, “same thing. the point is!” he drmatically pauses, staring straight at kakucho’s eyes with a blank expression, making kakucho shiver at the duality. “my metal pipe is made out of love, kaku.”

the said man sighs.

“it’s not. your metal pipe is made of metal.”

i just know kazutora sometimes meows at the cats in the pet shop and somehow chifuyu manages to walk in on him doing it everytime, as if he has a sixth sense for when kazutora’s being an idiot.

chifuyu would be sitting at the counter in the main area of the store and suddenly he hears a meow coming from the back of the store where kazutora is currently bathing the new stray cats that they took in. since it sounded kinda weird he’d walk into the room, it could be that one of the new cats is sick yk? but he only finds kazutora holding one of the cats, having a staring contest with it, meowing back and forth. as soon as chifuyu asks him what the hell he is doing kazu almost drops the cat and looks at chifuyu as if he just caught him robbing a bank. they stare at each other for like a minute not saying anything before chifuyu sighs and just walk out again. they don’t talk about this because this was neither the first and most likely not the last time it happened

TOKYO REVENGERS CHARACTERS WATCHING A HORROR MOVIE ☆

includes: almost all characters

warnings: none

flinches only at heavy jumpscares

mitsuya takashi, haitani rindou, tachibana hinata, matsuno chifuyu, baji keisuke, kazutora hanemiya, sano manjiro, hayashida “pah-chin” haruki, sano shinichiro, kakucho hitto, kokonoi hajime, shiba yuzuha, kisaki tetta, kawaragi senju, kawata “smiley” nahoya, sendo “akkun” atsushi, yamamoto takuya, arashi “benkei” keizo

flinches at everything

shiba hakkai, kawata “angry” souya, hanagaki takemichi, hayashi “peh-yan” ryohei, hanma shuji, sano emma, yamagishi kazushi, suzuki makoto

barely shows a reaction at scary scenes or jumpscares

haitani ran, tachibana naoto, kurokawa izana, ryuguji “draken” ken, inui seishu, sanzu haruchiyo, wakasa imaushi, akashi takeomi

screams

shiba hakkai, sano emma, kawata “angry” souya, kawata “smiley” nahoya, hanma shuji, yamagishi kazushi, hanagaki takemichi, tachibana hinata, sano shinichiro, sanzu haruchiyo

hides their face when a scene gets too scary

kawata “angry” souya, shiba hakkai, tachibana hinata, hanagaki takemichi, yamagishi kazushi, sano emma, sano shinichiro

makes comments or jokes to loosen the tension

sano manjiro, sano shinichiro, baji keisuke, matsuno chifuyu, hayashi “peh-yan” ryohei, suzuki makoto, sendo “akkun” atsushi, kokonoi hajime, haitani ran, sanzu haruchiyo, hanma shuji,

pretends they’re not scared but definitely is

kawata “smiley” nahoya, baji keisuke, kisaki tetta, hayashi “peh-yan” ryohei, kokonoi hajime, hanma shuji, haitani rindou, sendo “akkun” atsushi, suzuki makoto, yamagishi kazushi, sano shinichiro

is actually not scared, “it’s just a movie”

kazutora hanemiya, haitani ran, ryuguji “draken” ken, tachibana naoto, kurokawa izana, akashi takeomi, yamamoto takuya, wakasa imaushi, inui seishu, mitsuya takashi

☆ [22:58 PM] — RAN HAITANI ☆

pairing: bonten!ran x female reader

tags: no pronouns used but reader is called a girl/woman, established relationship, teasing, swear words, implied suggestive content?, based on a tiktok prank

“hey ran i have a question? just don’t think too hard about it,” you said out of nowhere to the man lying next to you in bed at this late hour. you were bored so you felt like messing with him a little.

said man just hummed at you, signaling that you have his attention but not taking his eyes away from his phone screen where he was texting one of his co-workers.

you turned your head to him so you could observe his reactions. “imagine you walk past a field of strawberries. you’re really hungry so you wanna get some but there’s a fence surrounding the field. how big is the fence?”

confused by the weird context-less question you see him stop typing mid-sentence. it seems you have his full attention now as his head turns towards you as well. all you receive as an answer is a “what?”

“don’t question it. just answer, how big is the fence?”

still looking at you with a suspicious look he thought for a second before replying, “I don’t know, probably one of those small white fences that you can just step right over if you’re not as short as mikey,” he let out a small laugh at his own answer.

you, however, didn’t laugh but squint your eyes at him. “okay…how many strawberries do you eat?” you word out your next question.

he stared at the ceiling in thought before answering “if i’m really hungry maybe like 10.”

you let out a short gasp, “ten? really?”

he turned his head back towards you with a confused look. “yeah? I mean if i’m already stealing those strawberries might as well take enough to get my fill.”

you mouth opened in shock for a second before you continued. “the farmer comes by and asks ‘what are you doing eating my strawberries?’ what’s your response?” you stare at his face intently for his reaction.

“I’d probably say something like 'oops sorry they just looked really good’ i guess,” he said without much thought.

you furrowed your eyebrows again but moved on without any comment. “okay you’re walking away, how do you feel about the experience? do you feel guilty?”

now it was his turn to raise an eyebrow at you. “I’ve done worse than steal some fruit. I don’t think I’ll care,” he tells you as if you didn’t just ask a criminal if a minor theft would plague his mind in any way.

irritated by his casual response you voiced out your last question. “well rate the strawberries from 1 to 10,” staring at his face while he just looked at the ceiling again.

ran closed his eyes for a second pretending to taste the fictional strawberries on his tongue. he hummed for a second. “they were delicious. 10 out of 10,” he settled with a satisfied expression.

scoffing you finally turned away and looked at the ceiling, crossing your arms over your chest. “wow I didn’t know i was dating an unloyal whore.”

shocked at your sudden change of attitude your boyfriend turned to you, this time using his right arm as support to look down at your face. “what the hell?” he said obviously confused.

“that was a test of infidelity. you definitely didn’t pass,” you said not looking into his eyes.

“what? how does that even make sense?” ran’s confusion doesn’t seem to end.

you frowned at him finally meeting his eyes. “it’s psychology. the fence represents the boundaries and your willingness to cheat in a relationship,” you squinted your eyes at him, “you said you’d walk right through that shit and it was small!”

he stared at you in disbelief and speechless.

“the strawberries represent the women. TEN women. TEN!” you continued accusingly, “and the farmer? I’M THE FARMER!” you glared at him, “and you told me there was nothing holding you back to satiate yourself!”

ran had to hold back a laugh at how riled up you got in your speech but let you continue ranting about his disloyalty.

“you didn’t even regret doing it! I’ve done worse’ OH BECAUSE THAT EXCUSES IT you asshole,” you exclaimed dramatically, “and you said the girls were great too….10 out of 10 even,” you put a hand over your eyes to support your theatrics.

at this point ran could not hold his laugh in and fell onto his back again while his shoulders shook. “why would I even need anyone else if I already have your crazy ass. I don’t think there’s any girl out there who would compare to your insanity,” he said jokingly but you know he fully means it.

“that’s right. from here on you’ll only get a downgrade, so honestly if you cheat on me that’s your own fault,” you teased him while leaning over his face. to tip him over the edge you added one last remark. “I’m sure I’d have no problem finding myself a new ran haitani.”

he raised his brows at you. both of you staring into the others eyes, you with a daring glare and he with an amused one. you and him both fully aware that after all this time together there’s no way either of you could ever replace the other.

“maybe I just have to remind you of how great and unique I am after all, huh?” he almost whispered considering your close proximity at this point.

you smirked back at him. “I mean you can try, I guess.” and with that he finally closed the distance between you both, reminding you just why you can’t get enough of each other.

What if TokyoRev is a whole joke from Mr. Wakui and this is actually what happened behind the scene^◇^

Wakasa, at Shinichiro’s funeral: I need a moment with him.

Everyone, leaving: Of course.

Wakasa, leaning over Shinichiro’s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. That’s enough pranking for today. I know you’re not dead.

Shinichiro: Yeah, no shit.

:

╰─➛✎ᝰuniverse flip⋆.ೃ࿔*

Location: Shibuya Castle, Tokyo, Japan

Motto:Never Tickle A Hungry Baji

Headmaster: Grandpa Sano

Affiliation: Lethal Ministry of Magic

˚ • • . ° . . ° .

TokyoManji

╰─➛✎ᝰ┊東京卍

Traits: brave. chivalrous. honest.
Ghost: Keisuke Baji
Quidditch Team Info
▪︎ Capta
in: Ken “Draken” Ryuguji
▪︎ Seeker:
Takemichi Hanagaki (useless. but somehow always manage to catch the snitch)
House’s Prized Possession
: Manjiro Sano’s leftover sanity.

˚ • • . ° .

BlackDragons

╰─➛✎ᝰ┊黒 龍

Traits:ambitious.resourceful. practical.
Ghost
: Shinichiro Sano
Quidditch Team Info
▪︎ Capta
in: Taiju Shiba
▪︎ Seeker
: Hajime Kokonoi (blind. can’t see. but still in the position and no one knows why)
House’s Prized Possession
: The holy book Inupi wrote about his god Shinichiro.

˚ • • . ° .

Tenjiku

╰─➛✎ᝰ┊天 竺

Traits:strategic. elite. judicious.
Ghost:
Izana Kurokawa
Quidditch Team Info
▪︎ Captain
: Kakucho
▪︎Seeker: Ran Haitani (useful. but hadn’t caught a goddamn snitch ever)
House’s Prized Possession
: Kakucho’s hotness.

˚ • • . ° .

Brahman

╰─➛✎ᝰ┊梵

Traits:logical. independent. eccentric.
Ghost
: None. All alive for the good time.
Quidditch Team Info
▪︎ Captain
: Wakasa Imaushi
▪︎ Seeker
: Takeomi Akashi (good for nothing. is the reason why Brahman losses every match)
House’s Prized Possession
: Every ounce of Benkei’s cuteness.

˚ • • . ° .

SupportStaff

Security Auror: Naoto Tachibana
Security Breachers: Shuji Hanma & Tetta Kisaki
Librarian: Akane Inui
Gatekeeper: South Terano
School Elves: Choji, Chome and Chonbo

˚ • • . ° .

Ran: So… what would you do if you were in bed with me?

(Y/n): Depends. Is your bed comfortable?

Ran:Yes.

(Y/n): I’d sleep.

Ran:

Ran:ಥ﹏ಥ

Sanzu & Rindou: *wheezing somewhere in the background*

(Y/n): Valentine’s day is just a consumerist holiday that holds no real value other than drive people insane buying heart shaped chocolates for their significant others and pos—

Hanma: —I wrote you a poem.

(Y/n), already crying: You did?

Takemichi: So, what is Draken to you?

Mikey: The reason I wake up every morning.

Takemichi: …that’s adorable.

Draken, earlier that morning, barging into Mikey’s room, smacking pans together: WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!!!

Takemichi, before the start of every arc: Hello, my name is Failure, and you’re watching my life crumble into pieces.

Takemichi: *waves his finger and sings like he’s in a Disney Channel intro*

(Y/n), walking off to hand Rindou his morning coffee while humming with a smile: I’m running low on serotonin—

Sanzu, sitting in a corner with his knife in a pillow: *through gritted teeth* —chemical imbalance got me twisting things

Ran, with Rindou’s glasses on his nose : oh, how someone wish this pillow is his nemesis.

Narration: Hanmas is, by far the most unique association of four scatter-brains brought together for no particular reason.

Can’t believe? Have a look yourself at what happens when they are presented with a locked door:

Chifuyu:*finds the key*

Kisaki: *pick the lock*

Hanma:*kicks it down*

Takemichi:*knock*

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