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sinisteryanderescribe · 5 months

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Hii i rlly like ur writing so could u write this?

Hanma and kazutora (seperate) with a gf that's also a valhalla member, but she's more to collecting info and pickpocketing certain things (a policemans walkie talkie to know if there are police near or something)

And she also attends meetings but keeps to herself most of the time. Also the other members are too scared to talk to her bc she always has a resting btch face, and most likely bc shes also the gf of their captains. But in reality if anyone were to talk to her she'd be the funniest and unhinged

A Soft touch in Valhalla

Charecters: Hanma Shuji / Kazutora hanemiya

Female reader

Genre: SFW, fluff, romance,

Warnings: slight possessive behaviour, mentions of trauma on kazutora’s side, slight explicit behaviour

Note : thank you so much dear! I hope this came out okey!

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Hanma Shuji

Being in a dangerous gang for an average girl is very interesting indeed. Most would call you crazy for being involved in gang related activities but who knew you would find yourself dating the leader of one of the biggest and violent gangs in Tokyo Japan.

It was your boyfriend’s idea really, with his constant nagging for you to join him and be by his side, helping him with “collecting” some information or using your “gym stealth” to good use.

But really it was mostly an excuse to have you sit on his lap every meeting with a hand on your thigh to keep you from getting up no matter how much you complain to him about it. This man loves to tease and squeeze the flesh of your plump thighs.

ESPECIALLY if it’s in front of the members of his gang, it’s more of a sign of possession, warning them if they try anything funny, there will be consequences…..

It also may be another reason to show you off to kisaki, a mocking way of telling him how he “can’t get any bitches” but anyways he managed to convince kisaki to let you join. Much to his dismay Kisaki was pretty impressed by your performances.

You have a strong sense of humour, but you tend to show it in subtle ways. Hanma appreciates that you can understand him without words and has found it really easy to communicate with you. You two share a special connection, but also a quiet intensity that few others understand.

When it comes to your relationship with the other gang members, you keep most of them at arm's length. But that doesn't mean you aren't aware of their comings and goings. They definitely know they should be careful around you.

Seeing what happened to the last guy that disrespected you…..definitely taught them a lesson not to mess with anything that belongs to their leader. Yet again you still gave him some home made cookies and muffins after he apologised.

The members have a lot of respect for you. They may find your stoic exterior intimidating, but your strong and confident nature commanded respect. They know you're not someone to be crossed, but they also know that you're a valuable member of Valhalla. It sometimes upsets you how they see you as someone to fear (hanna might have something to do with it) but you try your best to use your baking as a way to make them less tense.

Hanma even reassured you of that.

"The rest of the gang members always know to watch their backs doll. You're skillful and the information you gather helps the gang stay a step ahead of their rivals ;your ability to steal important items has saved us many times. No need to worry doll face"

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Kazutora Hanemiyu

It’s was quite a surprise to see Kazutora in a relationship due to his…past actions. Let alone have a girl be interested in him but some people would say they were glad. Since you would be able to control or calm him down whenever he’s on edge.

Despite the heavy demeanour you carry, you’re always open to have a nice conversation with the others, though it sometimes tends to be a challenge. (Your boyfriend’s piercing glares and menacing smiles whenever someone thinks to even come close to you doesn’t help either)

As Kazutora's girlfriend, you have developed a unique role within Valhalla. You are his trusted confidant and adviser; He shares private details about his plans and strategies with you.

He values your input. Your performances has made you a key member of the gang, and he relies on you for your advice and insights. While your responsibilities sometimes require you to keep a distance from him, you know that he will always be there when you need him.

You have developed a strong bond with both Kazutora. While you may often be overlooked, your place within Valhalla is irreplaceable.

Though life as a gang member may often be unpredictable and chaotic, one thing remains constant: your relationship with Kazutora. You have stood by each other's side through good times and bad, and have supported one another.

You have a deep and lasting bond with him knowing how his past often haunts him and gives him certain unpleasant episodes. So you always let him pull you closer whenever your around him.

Let him nuzzle your hair and neck, no matter how embarrassing it seems your sent and perfume relaxes his nerves. Also he always places small kisses on the flesh of your neck before meetings, (or rather if he’s feeling territorial he’ll bite down hard enough to leave a mark)

Kazutora's role and status within Valhalla have always made you an object of caution among the gang members. Whenever you attend meetings and gatherings, they tend to keep their distance from you. Some may even avoid eye contact with you completely, out of fear that you might lash out or react violently, given how your face is always stone cold.

Despite this cold and stoic look, you have always been friendly and welcoming whenever they approach you, and over time have built up a reputation for yourself as a welcoming and approachable figure within the gang.

However, while most of the members may be intimidated by your relationship with Kazutora, some might not. There might be those who try to form alliances with you and use your connection to Kazutora to their advantage.

Some members may not even notice you and think you're not there. Others might want to talk to you but are afraid to approach you. Overall, your relationship is a mixed bag of reactions within the gang. But regardless of the reactions, everyone knows not to mess with you, as you're someone who belongs to Kazutora.

Some cakes and snacks might change their perspective though so easing their minds with some heartwarming bakes and food would do the trick!

Look out for a jealous little kitty though…he might not like the attention you give to other men.

ESPECIALLY if it’s Hanma…

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xfgpng · 1 year

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𝐥𝐢𝐪𝐮𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐧’ 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 -

— : [ nsfw ] fwb, name calling, rough sex, breeding kink. toxic kazutora (reader is toxic too)

— : wc : 1.5k

alcohol and feelings did not mix well. you can’t even count on one hand the amount of times you’ve said or done something stupid.

you said you were done with him. he always made you feel bad for sleeping with other people. your arrangement started out as a way to let off steam but he liked the attention women gave him and he’d purposely piss you off and try to make you jealous.

he was a hypocrite because anytime you tried to get with someone for a night, he’d be right there to ruin any potential hookup and it confused you. you two weren’t exclusively dating and you wouldn’t consider him a friend.

“what happened to you being done with me?” kazutora smirks, watching you walk over to the kitchen counter to get another drink.

“i’m not here for you” you scoff, not bothering to look at him. which is good because you don’t see him clenching his jaw in irritation.

“yeah?” he tilts his head to the side, “someone else invite you?”

“yeah” you grin, “ran did”

he scoffs and walks out the kitchen. you laugh and grab a shot. it burns going down and you know you should slow down if you don’t want to regret it the next day.

“you love testing his patience” yuzuha grins. she’s been your best friend since primary school and while the two of you spent a lot of time together, you rarely met her brothers friends until high school.

it wasn’t until a few months ago that you met kazutora. he was in jail for a while but you never really questioned it and since he and baji were cool now, whatever happened back then wasn’t any of your business.

you weren’t really into ran. he was good looking and you two got along fine but he wasn’t the one you wanted to be with and it frustrated you.

“let’s dance” ran whispers, glancing over at kazutora who was watching you intensely, “you seem tense”

you could already feel the warmth of the alcohol thrumming through your veins. you take a shot of something else yuzuha offers you before following ran to the middle of the room.

there was a lot of people scattered around the house, some people you didn’t know but kazutora was surrounded by a bunch of girls you recognised from college.

you roll your eyes when you make eye contact and he grins but it immediately turns into a glare when he sees ran place his hands on your hips.

he downs his drink and throws his red solo cup in the nearby trash before making his way through the bodies of people. you would scoff if you weren’t shocked.

“move” he says and ran sighs, stepping back and lifting his hands in surrender. he wasn’t about to have a fight in the middle of his living room. the cops being called wasn’t uncommon and the night was still young.

“we were just—”

“i don’t give a fuck y/n” he snaps, “you out here being a slut?”

“what’s it to you?” you scoff, “i don’t have to fucking explain a damn—”

he grabs your jaw, not enough to hurt but enough to shut you up. it pisses you off how easily he wins.

“you’re my girl” he says, “i don’t care about your little attitude”

“your girl just like them?” you ask and he chuckles

“so you are jealous?” he laughs, smugness returning to his face

“i wasn’t the one throwing a little bitch fit over a dance” you raise a brow and he squeezs your jaw a little harder

“you want to take this upstairs or are you going to keep pretending you don’t want me?” he asks, leaning closer to you. he knows you’re not drunk and he wishes he was. it was easier than dealing with the foreign feelings in his chest whenever he thought about you.

he liked you more than he cared to admit and it was obvious to just about everyone that knew you both.

“i’m not going upstairs with you just for you to go home with someone else after” you push him off you, “i’m serious, i’m done with you”

“you’ll never be done with me baby” he says, “we both know that and who the fuck said i wanted anyone else?”

you don’t say anything. he’s never mentioned other people since the two of you started your relationship in the first place.

“just… can we leave?” you ask, sighing, “i don’t wanna be here right now”

“did you drive here?” he asks and you shake your head

“get your bag from yuzuha and we can go” he signals for his car keys from chifuyu

the car ride isn’t awkward per say. you’re still upset and that last shot of tequila is making your eyes feel heavy. you have no doubt that you’re going to have the worst hangover tomorrow morning.

“do you have to always be so stubborn?” he asks when he stops at a red light. you weren’t even sure whose place you were headed to.

“you make me this way” you shrug

“y/n” he clenches his jaw, squeezing your thigh with the hand that wasn’t on the steering wheel.

“you asked” you say softly. if there was one thing you enjoyed, it was riling him up. he didn’t get to mess with your feelings and confuse you the way he did. it wasn’t fair that you couldn’t stay away no matter how hard you tried.

“i’m fucking trying” he says after a moment, “i’m new to this shit and i don’t know what i’m supposed to do”

you glance over at him and can’t help but admire his side profile. he really was so handsome and the butterflies in your stomach was swirling so much that it made you feel nauseous. it also could’ve been the shots you took.

“i haven’t been in a serious relationship either” you sigh, “every relationship before you failed miserably and i don’t know if i can go through that again”

“so teach me” he says

“kazu—”

“i want to do better.. for you” he groans, “please, i want to be with you”

“we’re toxic” you laugh, trying to mask the way you’re smiling.

“yeah but i’d rather work on us than try and get with someone else” he rolls his eyes, “it’s easy to fuck around y/n, i don’t just want sex”

your head hurts as it hits the wall behind you. he’s not trying to hurt you on purpose but the kisses while trying to take your clothing off is proving to be difficult.

your dress isn’t even completely off when he slams you into the door and pulls your leg around his waist.

“wrap your arms around my neck baby” he whispers against your lips, “can’t wait”

you nod, kissing back with just as much force while he’s pulling his cock out. his pants isn’t all the way down but he doesn’t care. he needs to be inside you now.

“fuck” he grunts, your pussy clenching around his cock. your moans are his favourite sound and the little hiss as you grip his neck is his favourite.

it stings, the stretch still leaves you reeling. you both usually enjoy four play but sometimes you needed it to hurt. you wanted to feel it for days.

“i shouldn’t even let you cum” he scoffs, slapping your tits, pulling your dress down to pinch your nipples. you moan louder, eyes squeezing shut as he picks up his pace. the door keeps banging against the wall but you don’t want to stop.

“such a fucking whore” he groans, “so ready to give it up to ran huh?”

“no” you gasp, hands gripping his shoulders tightly. you hope it leaves marks.

“no?” he leans in to kiss you. it’s rough and sloppy and he keeps nipping at your lower lip. you can taste blood but it only makes you clench around him.

“want you” you cry out, “just you kazu, please”

“please what?” he grins, grinding his hips without moving. he loves teasing you and making you beg for him. he never thought he’d ever get this addicted to one person. it drives him crazy.

you drive him crazy.

his dick presses up against your cervix and it hurts so good. you feel so full and the slower he drags his cock inside you, the more you feel everything. he’s so big and wide and it has you throbbing between your legs.

“want to cum” you whimper, “need to”

he chuckles, grabbing your jaw to face him.

“open your eyes” he snaps, “i want you to look at who’s fucking you this good”

your eyes are glassy with unshed tears and he loves it. he only wants you crying for him like this.

“good girl” he kisses you softly. “just for me yeah?”

you nod your head, maintaining eye contact as you start to move your hips. it’s uncomfortable with the way you’re pressed against your bedroom door but he still moans.

“i’ll make you cum baby” he says, “so fucking hard”

“wanna fill you up until you’re dripping with my cum and then do it again” he thrusts up hard, “you want that?”

“yes” you moan, “want your cum”

you’d be embarrassed at the fact that you could barely speak but it felt so good that you didn’t really care. you just wanted all of him.

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swagnimart · 5 months

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Just felt like drawing this pretty boy with the sunset (～￣▽￣)～

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authorluvgxbby · 1 year

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HII! I hope you’re taking care of yourself :) I wanted to request TR boys sneaking in your room at 3am to wake us up and do some stupid stuff with them but they end up confessing afterwards. If not then that’s totally okay have a nice day/night!!

I Just Wanna Be Yours

Includes: Kazutora, Hanma, Ran

Note: I recommend playing I Wanna Be Yours By Arctic Monkeys for a better experience! Enjoy!

Warnings: Mentions of weed, mentions of alcohol/alcohol consumption (not underaged drinking), slight suggestive teasing in Kazutora's part. Rest is fluff.

Kazutora

Usually every other teenager would jump at the chance to sneak out in the middle of the night to do god knows what unholy things as a result of them surely getting grounded for life by nagging parents. But, you were different.

Unlike your friends who always stayed out, doing their own thing, you decided to spend your weekend enjoying time to yourself while relishing in the joy of getting a full eight hours of sleep before transitioning back to dealing with your stressful weekday routine of high school. Your mom was out of town working, so there wasn’t any point in sneaking out. Besides, you preferred staying home compared to running the streets.

You enjoyed the time alone and getting a good night’s rest was a bonus!

You had already freshened up and changed into a comfortable set of pajamas. Slipping into the warmth of your comforter and numerous pillows, you sighed in content.

There was nothing better than getting ready for bed after relaxing on a Saturday.

Everything was just perfect. The room was cool, your bed was warm to perfection, and your eyes were already droopy, ready to be closed for rest. Nothing could prevent you from sleeping through the night. The moment your head made contact with your pillow, you were out like a light.

But of course, all good things must come to an end.

It seemed as if you hadn’t fallen asleep at all when you were suddenly startled by the sound of what seemed to be small pebbles knocking against your window.

Your eyes flew open at the small pangs against the glass. You quickly sat up, heart beating partially fast at the sudden disturbance. You glance at the window, and then to your nightstand where your digital clock sat. Squinting, you briefly check the time that glowed across the small screen: 3 A.M.

Who on earth could be up at three in the morning throwing rocks at my window??

You certainly didn’t know. Anyone who knew you knew better than to disturb you on your weekends.

Once again, the pang of rocks against your window rang in your ears.

Groaning, you rubbed your temples.

“This is ridiculous…” you muttered, already annoyed at the disruption of your precious sleep.

Reluctantly, you slipped out of bed and quietly padded over to the window, determined to find out who could possibly be disrupting your sleep at this ungodly hour.

Unlocking your window, you slide it up, and peek your head out.

“Pssst! y/n!,” a familiar voice whispers from below.

Cocking a brow, you look down, only to be met with a pair of golden eyes and a familiar head of blonde and black locks.

“Kazutora? I-Is that you?” you replied in the same hushed tone.

“Quick! Throw down the rope will ya?”

He must be joking.

“Go to bed!” you deadpanned.

His eyes were wide, “W-what? Please! It’s cold!”

You sighed tiredly, glancing back inside your room and back to your pleading friend.

“Wait there!”

He smiles in reply, nodding as he waits for you to throw down his entrance to your window.

Searching your closet, you found an old knot of sheets you had made into a rope. After all, this wasn’t the first time Kazutora has shown up to your window asking to be let in. However, it was the first he’s ever come unannounced. He knew better, so why not warn you ahead of time?

You tie one of the ends to your bedpost and throw the rest of it down. Afterwards, you settle yourself on the edge of the bed that faces the window. Patiently, you waited for Kazutora to climb through, which didn’t take very long.

Less than five minutes later, he managed to get himself halfway through. Soon he’s slumped against the floor, grinning like a dork at you.

Frowning, you crossed your arms.

“Don’t tell me you're mad at me for waking you up?” he quipped.

“Kazutora…it’s too late to be pulling stunts like this. We’re not little kids anymore.” you huff, giving him a pointed look.

His grin staggers, flashing a guilty grimace. “I-I know, it’s just…I didn’t have any plans so I was hoping we’d go on–I don’t know–a little adventure,” he pauses, glancing back at you and then shooting his gaze at the ground, “like we used to…” he sighs.

Your harsh stare softens and your shoulders relax.

“If you wanted to hang out, you could’ve said something,” I whispered.

He perks up, hopeful eyes captured by your own. There’s a pause, a quick silence.

“You know I won’t say ‘no’ to you Kazutora.” You breathe out.

There’s more silence between you two, and at the moment, you didn’t even care that it was late and you were losing sleep. You didn’t want him to leave, but it was hard to really sit in the same room with him right now. It was tense, and neither of you dared to speak up.

There’s a sudden shift in weight next to you on the bed, looking back up, you turn to the side, meeting your friend’s slightly flushed face.

“Hey, um,” he clears his throat, “that…was a lie.”

Your brows furrowed. “Hm? What do you mean ‘tora?”

Situating himself more comfortably on your bed, he folds his arms, holding your curious gaze.

“The truth is…I just…I wanted to be with you. I-I missed you, I guess.”

You blinked a few times, processing his words carefully so as to not mistaken his intentions. But, once it clicked what was going on, it was pretty clear to you as to what the poor boy was trying to say. So far, he was as red as a tomato, and it killed you at how cute he looked. You got the hint, but you would rather hear it from him.

“What’s that mean?” you asked coyly, leaning in towards him with a grin. You dropped your hands to your sides, awaiting a response from the struggling juvenile.

He takes a shaky breath, swallowing thickly as he considers his next words.

“I just…I couldn’t stop thinking about you s’all…” he mumbles.

Clicking your tongue, you get on all fours, slowly crawling towards Kazutora until he’s backed up and eventually trapped between you and the mattress.

“Kazutora, do you…like me?” you teased.

He nods, his head hazy and spinning from the close proximity. “I-I do!”

After the small confirmation, you were satisfied, immediately collapsing on top of him and snuggling into his chest.

“Good. ‘Cuz, I like you too!”

Groaning, he envelopes you in a warm embrace, returning the small ounce of affection.

“W-why didn’t you say something sooner then?!” he whines.

“Because you're cute when you’re nervous!” You laughed airly.

For the rest of the night, he stayed with you, falling into a deep sleep in the comforts of your warm bed.

Hanma

There wasn’t a night that went by that Hanma didn’t appear from your bedroom window. He was always welcome to use the front door. You even went as far as to give him an extra key to your apartment.

However, according to your manic friend, using the door “wasn’t as welcoming” compared to using your window as an entrance. Either way, you didn’t mind Hanma’s company or his random appearances.

It was comforting in a way. It was like a fresh touch of color to your daily plain routine.

Tonight was exactly the same.

Hanma had recently texted you not too long ago, saying he’d drop by to hang out. Per usual, you had opened your apartment’s window, waiting for Hanma to climb down the apartment balcony staircase.

From there, you would wait in your bed with a book in hand as you waited for Hanma.

Ten minutes later, there’s a knock on the wall. Turning your attention from your reading, you meet with the familiar wicked smile of your awaited guest.

“Hey there sweetcakes. Missed me?”

Rolling your eyes, you bookmark your page and place the book on your nightstand.

“Hardly.” you lied.

Hanma scoffs, climbing through the opening of your window with a noticeably big plastic bag in hand.

Tilting your head slightly to the side, you eye the items in the bag with a questioning stare.

“What's in the bag?”

“Hm? This?”

He grins, proudly raising the bag in his left hand as if he had just found gold, “I’d thought we would make some weed brownies and try ‘em!”

“W-weed WHAT?!” you choked, baffled at how calm he was at the sudden proposal of doing something very much illegal.

He cocks a brow, “Hm? What? You don’t like brownies?” He questioned thoughtfully.

You were ready to smack him upside the head and scold his ass right on the spot, but you caught yourself and recollected your composure before losing your cool.

“Hanma…it’s not normal for ordinary people to spend the night making weed brownies.” you sighed, smoothing the lines on your forehead.

“Where the hell did you even get the weed?”

“I know a friend,” he simply shrugs, walking over to you and casually situating himself next to you on your bed.

Both of you rested against the headboard of the bed, enjoying each other’s company in the quiet with nothing but the rambunctious sound of the ongoing city of Kabukicho filling the gap between the two of you.

“Have you ever made a weed brownie before?” you chimed, staring at the chipped ceiling of your small apartment.

“Yeah, plenty of times.” he muffledly replied, lighting the cigarette that rested between his lips.

“Let’s make some tomorrow.”

He gently blows a puff of smoke, smirking as he turns his head to you, “Sure thing Sweets.”

You chuckle at his ridiculous pet name, while a warmth spreads across your chest, rising to your cheeks.

“Hey…” he pipes up, turning your gaze towards his own. “I’ve, um–been meaning to tell you somethin’.”

“What’s that?” you asked warily, a small grin gracing your tired features.

“...I really like you y/n.” he sighs, once again exhaling a large cloud of smoke from his thin lips.

You knit your brows together, eyes searching his expression for any foul play.

“Hanma…” He turns his gaze back to you, “did you eat a weed brownie before coming here?”

He flicks your forehead.

“Ouch! Hey!” you rub your forehead while using your other free hand to swat his shoulder.

“That’s for asking dumb shit. Of course I didn’t.” he scoffs, mildly glaring at you.

You huff, settling down in your spot as you process his sudden confession.

“But, why?”

“Hm?” he furrows his brows, taking small puffs of his cigarette before resting it between his fingers. “Why what?”

“Why do you like me?”

There’s a heavy silence weighing down on the two of you. Hanma stares at you for a little longer, before turning his attention to the blank, dull walls of the room.

“I like you because you're different.”

You return to face him with your own stare.

“Different, how?”

He smirks and returns your fixated gaze, “Give me a chance and you'll see~” he winks. “You won’t regret it.”

You did give him a chance. And you never regretted it at all.

Ran

You weren’t expecting a visit from Ran. Especially through the window of your run down apartment building.

You just came back from taking a double shift from work. It was well past 2 in the morning and all you wanted to do was crash for the night.

Trudging through your apartment, you kick off your shoes and sling your bag on the couch.

You make your way over to the fridge where you kept a bottle of wine. Grabbing the bottle you take it with you into your bedroom.

Once you close the door behind you, you turn around and are met with a familiar lanky figure in your bed.

“Oh, great your home.” Ran casually exclaims as he thumbs through a random book from your shelf.

He glances at you and then down to the wine bottle in your hand. Cocking a brow, he folds his arms and says, “Rough night?”

“Yeah,” you sigh dejectedly, trudging over to his spot and settling next to him in the bed.

“Mind if you share that?” he asked, nudging his elbow gently to your side with a tired smile.

You hum, handing over the bottle while you stare at the static TV screen. “Go ahead.”

He gently grasps the bottle, easily unscrewing the cap and downing a good mouthful of the bitter liquid before handing it back to you.

“You should seriously get that thing fixed.”

“I don’t mind the static…” you wearily say, downing your own mouthfuls of the harsh liquor.

“You had a rough night yourself?” you asked, looking over to him to study his features more closely. He’s usually covered in cuts and bruises, sometimes after getting into another brawl. Tonight was just that.

Ran’s once porcelain, smooth skin was now littered with small cuts and a few bruises. Nothing major to damage the face. You could even go so far as saying he looked more handsome when he was a little roughed up. Of course, you would never admit it out loud. He’d never let you hear the end of it.

“You could say that.” he chuckles, turning his attention to the static of the TV.

“Wanna talk about it?” you asked.

“...would it make me feel better?”

“You tell me.”

He stays quiet for a moment, shaking his head.

“I got into a fight.”

“Well duh, I already know that dummy.” you sigh, pinching your bruised cheek.

“Ow, so mean.” he pouts, turning to face you again.

You suppress the smile creeping on your lips and press them into a firm line.

“Why did you start a fight?”

“Bold of you to assume I’m the one who picked a fight first.”

You give him a pointed look, ignoring the lousy answer. Your eyes narrow as you press for the truth.

“Ran.”

Now it was his turn to sigh. “Ok, so I did start it first, so what?” he huffs, staring back at the TV.

Your gaze softens at his hardened tone. You gently take his hand and squeeze down gently.

“Why?” you voiced softly.

Once again he goes quiet, attempting to find the proper answer to your persistent questions. When he does, he doesn’t look at you, he just continues to stare at the static screen of the TV.

“Because they mocked the woman I care about the most and I’d be damned if I didn’t teach them a lesson about bad-mouthing you.” he muttered irritably, his hand tightening around your own.

You were shocked, not just by the subtle confession, but also by his angered expression.

For the first time, you saw Ran Haitani angry with someone else besides his little brother. And deep down, it touched you knowing that he cared.

Smiling, you wrap his arm around your shoulders, scooting closer to him and pulling the covers over the both of you.

“That’s fine with me.” you whispered against him.

"Really?" he whispers back.

You hummed," Yeah. I'll let it slide this time. But afterwards, not more pointless fighting."

He smirks.

"Yes Ma'am."

For the rest of the night, the two of you sat in each other’s company, eventually falling asleep in a warm embrace.

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bucciniexe · 1 year

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— 𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚, 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

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buccini555 · 1 year

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𝒱𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑒’𝓈 𝒟𝒶𝓎 ♡ 𝒯𝑜𝑘𝑦𝑜 𝑅𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

♡!! 𝕄𝕐.𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼 | 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒆 ::: 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝙲𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚘𝚗 𝚅𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎'𝚜 𝙳𝚊𝚢

𝒫𝒶𝓇𝓉.1 ･ 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝓉.2 ･ 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝓉.3 ･ 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝓉.4

𝑭𝒕. Chifuyu Matsuno, Kazutora Hanemiya, Baji Keisuke, Hanma Shuji and Kisaki Tetta

𝒞𝒽𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓎𝓊 ℳ𝒶𝓉𝓈𝓊𝓃𝑜 ♡

As that day was Valentine's Day, you had the courage to finally declare yourself to Chifuyu, as they were almost always together, you asked him out that night.

You went to the market to buy something to eat and then went to a nearby park, the place was deserted because it was night so there were only you and him. You were sitting on the bench while Chifuyu was standing leaning on the table while eating some cookies.

— Chifuyu?

— Hmm? What happened Y/n?

— I think you should know something.

— Want to tell me something? Oh, sorry I didn't even offer you the rest of the cookies I-

You got up from the bench you were on and hugged him, he was surprised for a moment but then returned the hug.

— I-I like you, Fuyu...

— You waited for Valentine's Day to tell me that?

You just nodded your head as he hugged you tighter.

— Yeah, that was a really good gift, I like you too Y/n!

He smiled and after that he gave you a small kiss on the cheek.

𝒦𝒶𝓏𝓊𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒶 ℋ𝒶𝓃𝑒𝓂𝒾𝓎𝒶 ♡

It was morning when Kazutora appeared by surprise at your house, he met you a few times at the gate and for a moment you found his presence strange until you remembered that he visited you almost every day.

Soon, you went to open the door for Kazutora and invited him to come in and have breakfast with you, while they were sitting at the table, they started talking about Valentine's Day.

— Have you bought any gifts for Valentine's Day, Y/n?

Kazutora questioned you while having a cup of the coffee you had made.

— No...

You replied in a despondent tone.

— Hmm? Not liking anyone? You can tell me, we're friends, aren't we?

— T-There's a boy... He doesn't even know about my feelings.

— So tell him that, enjoy it's Valentine's Day.

— Kazutora?

— Hmm?

— You are the boy I mean.

— Do you... do you like me?

He looked at you in surprise and put the cup down for a moment.

— Yes! I've always liked you, but I think you like me just as much.

— But I like you... I just never talked about it.

Kazutora approached you and held his hand, he seemed a little shy at the time, but right after that, he ended up leaning in and giving you a kiss.

𝒦𝑒𝒾𝓈𝓊𝓀𝑒 ℬ𝒶𝒿𝒾 ♡

You and Baji were at his house, almost every afternoon you would visit him to read together or watch something. It was Valentine's Day and you already liked Baji for a while, so you plucked up the courage to talk about his feelings that day.

— Baji? Can I tell you something?

— Of course, it says.

— I... I like you.

— Hmm? I like you too.

— What? Did you understand what I meant?

— Yes? So I replied that I like you too.

— Are you serious?

— I already said yes, Y/n... Now, come here.

As soon as you approached Baji, he gave you a kiss while gently holding his neck.

— Still think I'm not serious?

ℋ𝒶𝓃𝓂𝒶 𝒮𝒽𝓊𝒿𝒾 ♡

Hanma sure wasn't the kind of guy who called on Valentine's Day, until you came into his life.

You really didn't know how you were going to declare yourself to Hanma, since he is a somewhat self-centered person most of the time and doesn't even seem to have any loving feelings for anyone, but, you plucked up the courage and bought him a present, some sweets and he also wrote a letter, it wasn't a very long note, it just said "I love you", after all for some reason you knew that Hanma liked simple things.

During the night you went to meet the tall one, he used to stay in one of the alleys close to your house, as soon as you saw him, you called him and he was surprised that you were there in that place even more during the night.

— Y/n? What the fuck are you doing here?

He smiled, still finding it strange that she was there, but then he walked over to you and gave you a hug.

— You're not going to tell me these gifts are for me.

Hanma laughed as soon as she saw the small bag in his hand.

— They are, I came here to deliver them to you.

— For me? Thanks, Y/n! I... I've never won anything like this before. Hanma put his irony aside for a moment, his feelings are indeed stirred by the gift.

— But why are you giving me presents? Even more so on Valentine's Day?

Hanma stared at you, put out the cigarette he was smoking and held the note you had written.

— Read the little letter, Hanma.

You said trying to hide your nervousness.

Hanma was completely silent as soon as he laid eyes on the small paper and realized that you loved him, the boy was unresponsive and you could see in his eyes how emotional he was for some reason.

— I don't understand why someone like you would like a guy like me... But, Y/n? I love you too.

Hanma just hugged you and confessed that he also loved you, right after the hug, he looked at you for a few more seconds and you end up kissing right there in that dark alley.

𝒦𝒾𝓈𝒶𝓀𝒾 𝒯𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒶 ♡

You've had feelings for Kisaki for a long time, but you were a little afraid to declare yourself and end up suffering from rejection, however, it was Valentine's Day, so you ended up seeing an opportunity to express your feelings.

Sometimes you would go out at night and lay down looking at the stars, this time it was no different, so there you were, together watching ribs.

Suddenly, without much thought, you subtly turned to Kisaki and spent some time watching him.

— Y/n? Are you well?

Kisaki noticed your gazes and questioned you, he seemed confused by his behavior.

— I have to confess something to you... And since it's Valentine's Day, I have to say that I love you, Kisaki.

Nervousness took care of you at that moment, you were actually imagining that Kisaki would have a bad reaction or something, but you soon realized that his eyes shone like the stars when you said with all the letters that you loved him.

— Me too!

— You too?

— I love you too Y/n...

Kisaki looked away and claimed to love you too, he looked extremely nervous too so you just hugged him.

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y0ur--l0v3r · 1 year

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Gamer Gang- headcanons

Characters- Baji, Chifuyu, Kazutora, and you 🫵

On weekends you would invite Kazutora, Baji, and Chifuyu over to play

When you invite them over you guys all love playing Mario Kart and Super Smash Bros

Nah but Mario Kart is insane with the 4 of you

Chifuyu surprisingly sucks at Mario Kart, but doesnt mind losing

“Im pretty excellent at this game if I say myself”

Baji would be the one rage quitting whenever he falls off the map and throws the controller

“THAT STUPID MARIO THREW HIS GOOFY LOOKING SHELL AT ME!”

Kazutora would be on the sideline laughing at the chaos

And you would literally be concentrated as fuck, cause your obviously have to win

Now don't get me started on Rainbow Road…

That map got everyone in tears

First Chifuyu……… he's actually really good at this map 💀

“Hm…. 3rd place pretty good actually”

Not just is he good hes a fucking pro at this map for some reason

Like he could easily breeze this map with no falls in ends up like 3rd 💀

Baji…. Well he still rages when he falls obviously

“NAH THIS MAP AIN'T IT GUYS, WHY DO WE ALWAYS PLAY THIS MAP”

“One word Baji Tradition”

But this map makes him rage to the max and in the end hands his controller to Chifuyu

And boom Chifuyu ends up helping Baji get to 10th place

“YES 10TH, THANKS CHIFUYU” he lightly punches the side of Chifuyu arm

Baji ends up bragging and sides eyes everyone with a smirk acting like he's superior (still love him tho 🤩)

Now for 11th and 12th 💀

It’s with you or Kazutora cause yall suck ass at this for sure

Sometimes Kazutora gets 11th or you

Istg yall sweat pools trying to beat one another all the time

“Damn you guys need to clean your sweats up” Baji would say as he gets food from the fridge obvi after getting 10th 🙄

In the end if Kazutora wins he will brag and dance in front of all of you guys

“YEA YOU GUYS SAW THAT” processes to do his silly little dance

If you win you would straight up punch everyone in excitement

BAM BAM BAM “WOOOOOOOO”

After some competitive ass competitions in the end you guys would play like Just Dance, Dance Central, or Dance Dance Revolution

Yet that ends up to a competition in the end also 💀

But thats for a different time ^^^^^^^

Part 2... 🤔 (super smash bro edition, or Dance Dance revolution)

could add other characters if people wanted me too <3

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bebesanzu · 2 years

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happy kazutora day🧡💛

fun fact: he's the first tr character whose birthday I celebrated🥹🫶🏻

#I almost forgot to post this #tho here’s still the 16th soo #tokyo revengers manga #kazutora hanemiya #hanemiya kazutora #tokyo revengers kazutora #tokyorev kazutora #manga coloring

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secretcheesecakecat · 1 year

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*hugs* I can't resist it, you're so cute kazutora ^w^

let's go on our second date tomorrow~!

"Huh!? C-cute? *blushes* i think that word suits you more, i prefer to be called handsome~ hehe. Oh another date? *smiles softly* im glad you enjoy are first one. But i need to ask. If this is are second date does that mean your mine [Name]~?"

#chracters tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x y/n #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x you #tokyo revengers roleplay #tokyo revengers kazutora #tokyo revengers kazutora x y/n #kazutora x y/n #kazutora x you #kazutora x reader #kazutora x gn!reader #kazutora hanemiya x reader #kazutora hanemiya x you #kazutora hanemiya #tokyorev kazutora #tokrev kazutora

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marigoldart · 2 years

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TR boys with the hand part 2 ✋✋✋

#tokyo revengers #takemichi hanagaki #tokyorev takemichi #tokyo revengers takemichi #kazutora hanemiya #kazutora fluff #tokyo revengers kazutora #tokyorev kazutora #izana kurokawa #tokyorev izana #tokyo revengers izana #tokyorev fanart #tokyo revengers fanart #anime art #anime fanart #anime boy

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sinisteryanderescribe · 1 year

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~Too Naive~

:::DRABBLE:::

::: Female reader :::

::: Slightly suggestive / sfw / little angst :::

::: Kazutora Hanemiya :::

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As you cautiously approached the injured delinquent, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear. He was notorious in the area, known for his violent outbursts and criminal behavior , a former Vahalla member. Upon reaching the male, you saw the pain etched on his face, with a variety of nasty bruises; deep cuts surrounding his emotionless face. However you felt a wave of guilt when the thought of leaving him there lingered your mind and knew you couldn't just leave him there. kneeling down beside him you tenderly began to patch up his wounds, carefully cleaning each one and applying bandages with a gentle touch.

Working on the man’s wounds, you couldn’t help but notice the way his sandy coloured eyes followed your every move, weary yet confused. Why were you helping him? Aren’t you afraid of him? Kazutora’s mind was clouded with questions but he stayed silent, gaze glued to your petite figure.

Finishing up you looked up at Kazutora and saw a sense of suspicion, confusion and…..vulnerability in his eyes. Scanning your face to your neck and down your body, searching for any particular weapon that could be used against him. He was nervous. It was then that you realised that this thug who had caused war and pain to others was not just a delinquent, no no, but a wounded soul in need of help. A weak, broken soul hidden and protected behind this facade of a monstrous tiger in fear of being taken advantage of. Giving him a small nod you packed up the med kit and offered him a hand up.

Eyeing it for a moment Kazutora took it his rough hand enveloping your smaller ones, taking note of how soft they are ; standing to his full height, towering over you. But instead of feeling intimidated, you felt a sense of calmness and safety, hands still attached to one another.

Placing a hand on his toned chest to keep him steady, and wrapping his arm around your waist , him thankfully complying, you pulled him along away from the alley. Giving him some support towards his bike.

As flustering as it was having this handsome man pressed against you ; feeling his built , lean body you felt relieved. There was this strange lingering connection towards the striped haired male that urged you to help him. You knew that he was not like the others, that he had a heart that was capable of good.

Reaching your destination, you were about to let go of him, but a sudden tug stopped you ; found yourself pinned between his bike and his body, hands trapping you from either side. A heavy blush spread across your cheeks as your panicked eyes looked up at him , hands against his chest pushing a little to create space.

Kazutora frowned down at you, face inches away from yours, lips almost touching. He watched your trembling form against his, lifting up his hand to grab your chin inspecting your delicate features before leaning down to your ear, lips brushing against them.

“ you really shouldn’t let down your guard like that. Anyone can take advantage of you.”

He let out a breathy chuckle.

“ with no weapons as well? You really are putting yourself into trouble. Next time you see me…don’t interact with me, your only putting yourself in danger. Okey sweetheart?”

Noting how he’s waiting for a response you shakily nod at him while looking away, wondering what you’ve gotten yourself into, cursing of how naive you were. Only thinking positive of a person you’ve just met, who could possibly be a potential threat.

“Good girl”, he said pecking your ear and neck before leaning away and letting you go. Quickly moving away from him you watched as he hoped on his bike, giving a small smirk your way before riding off, leaving you baffled and tense.

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#tokyo revengers #sexy #romance #x reader #tokyo revengers live action #tokyo rev x you #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyorev #drabble #Tokyo revengers Drabble #x fem reader #kazutora hanemiya #kazutora hanemiya x reader #kazutora #hanemiya x reader #hanemiya #kazutora x reader #tokyorev kazutora

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swagnimart · 2 months

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[ 4/7 ] Kissing Series! Kazutora~

#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #digital art #tokyo revengers fanart #clip studio art #art #digital drawing #digital artwork #tokyo revengers kazutora #tokyorev kazutora #kazutora fanart #kazutora hanemiya #kazutora

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authorluvgxbby · 2 years

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hi are you able to make a part two for this post? :0 if not that’s fine!! im in love with ur writing

Genre: Angst, Angst/No Comfort

Part Two of TR characters x estranged!reader

Included Characters: Ran, Kokonoi, Kazutora

⚠️TW/CW⚠️: pure angst, mentions of death, cursing, mentions/suggestions of suicide and attempted suicide, gaslighting, jealousy, mild injury, depression, self-harm in Kazutora’s part, manipulation, mentions of obsessions, trauma

A/N: Per-request, here is a part two of TR characters who are jealous with estranged!reader. Buckle up and get your tissues ready, this is gonna hurt you just as much as it hurt me 🥲 Enjoy!

Ran

“Seriously, y/n, you should go,” Rindou says softly, putting a hand on your shoulder to stop you from entering the club he and Ran owned. “No! Is Ran alright? I haven’t seen him in weeks and I’m worried sick!” you cry, trying to push past the younger Haitani, only for him to once again, gently pull you away from the club’s entrance by your shoulder. Frustrated, he grips your other shoulder, forcing you to still and face him, “y/n I know you're upset-” “I’m not!” you cut off. Rindou huffs before speaking up once again, “y/n I don’t want you to get hurt, please just go home and I can explain everything later.” “But, Rindou-” “God you’re so annoying,” a voice rings through the air, turning both yours and Rindou’s head to face the very root of the commotion between you two. Ran walks over to the two of you, gently patting Rindou on the shoulder to signal him to go back inside. Rindou’s grip tightens on your shoulder, hesitant to leave you to your demise, but he knew he couldn’t defy his brother. He lets go of you and walks back into the club. Gritting your teeth, you turn to Ran, “Ran, where have you been..,” you reach out to try to take his hand only for the dual-haired male to smack it away, “That’s none of your business.” “What?” Scoffing, he shakes his head before stepping closer to you, an unfamiliar anger radiates from him, an emotion that you’ve never seen directed at you before, “Are you fucking dumb or what? Can’t you see I don’t want you around anymore?” His words hurt, they hurt more than any stab wound or injury that could ever be inflicted on you. “Ran I…if there’s something I did wrong-” you were cut off with a slap to the face, the sudden action stinging your cheek raw. “I don’t want to see your pathetic face again. The only reason I was friends with you was because I felt sorry for you, but now I see why you didn’t have any in the first place.” That was all he said before walking off back into the brightly lit building, leaving you in the silence of the cold streets, with fresh wounds to mend all on your own.

That night you stayed awake thinking about Ran had said about being your friend out of pity and it broke your heart knowing damn well it was true

You never had any friends due to your reputation for being “clingy” and “two-faced smarty pants” so maybe that’s why Ran didn’t want to be around you anymore

When you would go to school, life was hell. Everyone would whisper rumors about what had happened between you and the older Haitani. “I heard they were fwb.” “He was probably friends with her because she’s the smartest student in the school.” “For someone so smart, she’s really dumb to associate with a Haitani!”

You barely ate or slept, obsessed with your studies and upholding the title of the “smartest student” because it was the only thing you had left.

Some days when you see Ran around in school, you feel angry at what he did to you, but would also feel jealous of the multiple friends he had around him wherever he went.

It was as if he was silently telling you, “You’ll always be nothing but know-it-all”

Sometimes Rindou would come by your house to tend to your health after seeing you lose so much weight and letting yourself go, but you’d make sure to lock your doors–and windows–so that you didn’t have to face him because of how stupid you felt after not listening to him.

If you had stayed home, if you had just listened to Rindou, would things have been different? Would you still have Ran as your only friend?

Kokonoi

“What are you doing?” I questioned Kokonoi. He grits his teeth, his eyes narrowing as he furrows his brows. Pouting, you take a seat across from him in the library, smirking at his attempts to try to ignore your presence. “For a gangster, you sure do act childish, Kokonoi,” you mock. Yet, Kokonoi remained focused on what he was reading. “What would Akane think of you now if she saw you living the life of a thug?” Slam! Slowly looking up from where his attention was focused, he finally greets your devious gaze with a murderous look. “What the hell do you want?” “It’s such a shame,” fauxed disappointment crosses your features, “you would’ve been quite the guy if you weren’t living the life of scum.” You calmly sigh as you pick up the book that your old friend had slammed on the table. Koko was livid, blood boiling and all, but he’d be damned if he lost his composure and gave you the satisfying humiliation you sought in him, “I could say the same about you. Despite being the top student at your school, you have the mind of scum yourself,” he remarks. Chuckling, you shake your head, “No wonder why Inupi hasn’t abandoned you yet.” Your face drops, dead eyes boring into Kokonoi, “You’re so pitiful, even for a money-making genius.” On the outside, it would seem as if your words bounced right off of the collected male. However, deep down, his heart was bleeding slowly as you ridiculed him and exploited his trauma for your own benefit. He refused to give in to your sadistic satisfactions. Stubborn as he may be, Koko could never ignore or refuse the pain that came with your sharp words.

You and Kokonoi had fallen out of touch after the death of your friend Akane, due to the fact that you blamed him for just rescuing Inui and not Akane.

Both of you were smart, and were complete geniuses when it came to making money. And, despite being on bad terms with each other, you both silently competed with one another as to who could earn more money when the opportunity arose.

And, sure, you highly disliked Koko for his obsessiveness with Akane, but what really topped it off was when he had dragged Inui into the life of delinquency with him.

Sometimes, you’d wonder if Koko only stayed with Inupi because he looked so much like his sister, slowly coming to the realization that he never moved on from Akane.

You would worry that he’d possibly get Inupi killed due to his stubbornness and obsession, so from then on you did everything in your power to stop his efforts of success, even if it meant holding Akane's death over his head.

Fun fact: Your just as obsessed with Inupi as Koko is

When you see Inupi around school, you try to turn him against Kokonoi and try to convince him to come back to school and quit living as a thug.

Kokonoi does the same, but tries to manipulate him into believing that he’ll help him revive the Black Dragons to the way they are again.

Kazutora

“I’ll kill him,” Kazutora mutters as he throws another dart at Mikey’s picture. Rolling your eyes, you continue to tend to your studies on the floor. “Could you keep it down, I’m trying to study.” A sigh escapes your lips as you witness yet another dart pierce the picture of the young gang leader in the photo. “What do you even have against Mikey, he knows you didn’t mean-” “How the hell would you know?!” he suddenly shouts, his shadow swallowing your small frame as he towers over you with a hateful aura. You keep calm, gently placing your things down as you stand up to challenge the duel- hair colored boy. “Because if he thought you did it on purpose, he would’ve killed you by now.” He scoffs, “So you're taking his side huh? What? You want me gone too?” he growled. “What? No! I’m just saying, you don’t have to resort to violence to solve your problems!” you shoot back. “If you just-” “NO!” his raised voice catches you off guard, completely freezing you in place. “Why the hell should I listen to you when you don’t even know what it’s like to be in my place?” he hisses, glaring daggers at your cowering figure. “You grew up with a fucking spoon on a fucking silver platter. Even now, you get anything and everything without having to fight or work for it.” Your lips trembled as tears threatened to spill from your eyes. “Kazutora…t-that’s not… ” “It is! You’re just a spoiled bitch that gets what she wants because you had friends to support you. You had parents to support you. But guess what, not everyone has the life you live, so don’t tell me how to deal with my problems when you've never been through your own. God, why does a girl like you even exist?” It was as if your whole world was shattering all at once. Why did he say that? Was it all really true? Warm streaks of tears cascaded down your face as you slowly broke down at your friend’s words. “Wow,” he scoffs, rolling his eyes, “what the fuck are you crying for? If you’re really this miserable over a few words, then why don’t you do the world a fucking favor and go die somewhere. The last thing someone wants is a crybaby goodie-two-shoes.” “Why, Kazutora?” you whimper, “why are you saying this, I didn’t mean to-” “Get out.” “W-what?” Growling, he grabs your wrist and pulls you toward the door of his house, “I said,” he throws you down on the concrete of his porch along with your things, “Get the hell out! Go away! Go kill yourself and leave me be!”

That day, you didn’t understand why Kazutora drove you away, but regardless it didn’t stop you from going into a depression.

No matter how much you tried to study to drive away your thoughts, it wouldn’t work.

You couldn’t sleep at night, feeling guilty about your upbringing and thinking how much Kazutora had suffered in his past as a kid, while you sat home with everything you needed while your parents took care of everything.

You developed the habit of often apologizing for things that weren’t your fault and your self-esteem had gone down a lot, so you were constantly putting yourself down.

You hadn’t seen Kazutora that much during school either, but he certainly saw you, as well as the way your other friends would crowd around you, asking about your day and how you were feeling and complimenting the newest clothes you were wearing. It made him more pissed off seeing how you had the life he never got to have and yet despite what you were feeling, you still had people to support you.

On rare occasions when you did see Kazutora around school, he’d insult you or flat out curse you out whenever you so much as looked at him. He hated you with a passion and the fact that you were seeking him out caused him to fester his hatred.

Eventually, he escalated to bullying you when it was clear you wouldn’t leave him alone and you’d just accept because you thought that you deserved it.

One day, Kazutora had ended up having a group of gang members beat you until sunrise and afterwards you went home and ended up cutting your wrists.

Your parents had to drive you to the hospital and when you had explained to them what happened and what you did, you never went back to school again and was homeschooled until further notice.

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