#toman one shot

[mytaiyakeylover]

i just want to cuddle.

synopsis: all your super clingy and adorable boyfriend wants is for you to give him some attention.

pairing: mikey x gn!reader

a/n: this is my first time writing something on tumblr. i’ve only recently begun to use this platform, but i hope you’ll like this little one-shot🥰

warnings: none, just plain fluff and mikey being his usual overly dramatic self.

word count: 1.1k

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Manjiro sighed, a pout slowly forming on his lips. It had already been four hours. Four goddamn hours and you still haven’t as much as glanced in his direction. He just couldn’t help it. Did you not love him anymore? It sure as hell seemed to be that way considering the amount of time you were willing to spend doing math.

The boy groaned loudly, hoping to get your attention. He then closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh that conveyed his utter agony. Two minutes passed, then five, and finally six.

Manjiro peered at your silent figure through his lashes, his right eyebrow twitching in annoyance at the lack of attention he was receiving. How could you be so indifferent? After all, your boyfriend was lying sprawled on your bed in the same room where you were doing homework, and all you had to do was ask him if he was okay.

The blond puffed out his cheeks and crossed his arms over his chest, glaring at you. Another set of five minutes went by without any progress. You just continued to stare at that stupid, demon-like book, filled with evil spells and, perhaps, even guides on how to steal a gang leader's lover.

“(Y/n)-chan~!” The boy whined, hitting his knuckles against the soft cushion, looking very much like a five year old. You hummed in response, not quite acknowledging him so it seemed.

That’s it. Manjiro couldn't tolerate it anymore. It was seriously starting to get on his nerves. All the blond wanted was for you to come and cuddle him, not lying on this cold and empty bed as some cursed book was stealing all your attention from him. It was about time you made a decision.

Muttering a few curses for having to leave the comfortable bed, he quietly padded towards you, who seemed far too occupied with studies to acknowledge him. Carefully placing his chin atop your shoulder, he wrapped his arms around your waist and peered curiously over the worksheets. Don't get him wrong, he wasn't interested in the content in the slightest. The blond simply wanted to know what could have been so interesting that it made you ignore him for several hours straight.

He nudged your cheek, quite similar to the way a dog would whenever it wanted some attention from its owner. However, his nudge seemed to be a bit more awkward since his nose wasn't as long, causing his forehead to hit you slightly as well. You sighed at his stubbornness, tilting your head slightly to his side to make eye contact.

Manjiro was sporting his famous puppy dog eyes, a look reserved only for you and Ken. He released his grip on your waist and reached for the fabric of your hoodie, giving it a gentle tug. His pout deepened, and his bottom lip jutted out to make his point.

“Jiro~,” now it was your turn to whine. “I'd love to cuddle with you, but you know how important school is to me.” You blinked your eyelashes at him innocently, trying to coax him into waiting just a few more minutes. Manjiro could easily tell by your expression, as well as the lilt in your voice, since it was just slightly more sugar-coated than usual.

The boy shook his head in defiance, refusing to fall for that act again. You literally said the same thing an hour and a half ago. Did school really mean that much more to you than him?

“Forget school (Y/n)-chan,” he huffed, ignoring the appalled look you gave him as those words left his mouth. “Am I not more important?”

Manjiro was looking at you expectantly, eyebrows arched as he awaited your reply. The fact that you took so much time to answer did not deter him whatsoever, as he found the confusion in your pretty (e/c) eyes too adorable to make him angry. You were obviously taking his question very seriously, which you should, as Manjiro himself was not joking around. He did, in fact, want an actual answer from you.

“Of course you are, Jiro,” you spoke softly, eyes tinged with a hint of guilt that made Manjiro’s heart skip a beat. Perhaps you had taken his question a bit too seriously. Your hand went up to cup his cheek, eyebrows furrowing while doing so.

“I just want to achieve a stable future. I'm sorry if I've accidentally neglected you,” you said as the blond leaned into your soft, yet cold palm. He sighed contentedly, despite the coolness of your fingertips against his warm skin. Your hands always seemed to be so cold, even during the hottest days of summer.

A smile soon grazed his lips, onyx eyes twinkling with mischief. He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, peppering it with kisses as his hands once again snaked around your waist. Giggles escaped your lips as the boy suddenly lifted you, forcing a squeak out of you in the process.

Manjiro laughed at your reaction, finding it exceptionally cute. The blonde continued swaying with you back and forth until you both ended up falling onto the mattress. Snickers filled the room, your cheeks equally flushed as if you were completely drunk on each other.

Then he tightened his arms around you slightly. His forehead resting on yours as he held you trapped against the bed. “Jiro, get off, you’re heavy,” you gasped, words mixing with giggles.

“No more school, you got me?” He asked instead, that same pout from before reappearing on his face. Then, the boy repositioned both of you on the bed, laying you down more comfortably beside him. His arms were still securely wrapped around you, preventing any escape.

Manjiro closed his eyes after that, sighing dreamily as he inhaled your heavenly scent. Lips quirked up slightly as he felt your thin nimble fingers stroke his long ash blonde locks. Your angelic voice reached his ears as you started humming some song you had recently heard and grown to love.

As your lovely singing began to fade, Manjiro’s heart finally found a steady pace. For the first time since he had entered your room, did he realize that those four hours were worth the wait. Well, as long as he would get to keep you in his embrace afterwards.

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[soubi122]

Giving In - Sano Manjiro

All, I will be super slow in releasing stuff. This one just got finished quicker than the others. :)

Smut, friends to lovers, short stories, one shot. ALL ADULTS - 🚫NO MINORS PLEASE! 🚫

Mikey

It was 2am and you both were still out roaming the streets. Nothing beats riding around in the dead of night to clear your head. He was your closest friend and often your shoulder to lean on. “Can I stay at your place?” You ask him while burying your face into his back. He was zooming down the streets and you didn't want to go home. There was not much waiting for you anyways. “Yeah, but you're sleeping on the couch.” He chuckles and speeds up. 

Arriving at his place, you kicked off your shoes and asked him for a t-shirt.  Here was the drill - change and get ready for bed. But he'd always get changed in front of you to get you all flustered and turn off the lights, allowing you to change in the dark. You'd think he'd be facing the other way but often he'd be facing you - wanting to see how your silhouette moves as you're undressing. Fuck, he couldn't help but palm himself under the sheets. Little did he know that you would purposely stand where the most outside light could be casted, you wanted him to see you. Taking off your bra in the most sensual way just to try and catch his attention. Bending over and slightly arching your back so that the curve of your ass catches the light. Oh if he could just reach out and touch you but.. Mikey was stubborn, he didn't want to make the first move and you knew it. The tension was always there and yet he always left you guessing. You wanted nothing more than to tell him how you feel but would he actually respond to your feelings? 

As Mikey was changing, he noticed how your eyes would shift back and forth between him and the opposite direction. Those defined abs and veins on his arms did wonders for your core. “Like what you see?” He says teasingly and raises his eyebrows suggestively at you. He was a tease. “Shut up and get dressed already!” You snap and turn around to avoid his eyes, you didn't want him to see the mad blush on your face. He chuckled and turned off the lights, allowing you to get changed. “Sweet dreams (Y/N).” Oh my god, he knew exactly what he was doing. The coy tone had you biting your lip and quickly getting changed. 

Laying on the couch, your mind started to wonder and remembered all the times he'd make butterflies rampant in your stomach. You couldn't sleep. An hour had already passed and you could hear Mikey's soft snores from the other side of the room. The t-shirt you were wearing smelled like him and you couldn't help but lightly run your hands up your chest. What were you doing? Why were you getting like this? Especially when he's in the room with you? I mean it's not the first time you've slept over and it's not the first time you've thought about sharing a bed with him. But something was different, his scent was intoxicating and you wanted more. No, no, no, don't even think about it! He's right here! You yell at yourself internally as your hands begin to wander. 

The temperature in the room began to drop and you were shivering underneath the blanket he gave you. It’s never gotten this cold in his room before. He had thick blanket and you had a thin sheet. Your teeth began to chatter and couldn't take it anymore. Maybe you should have just slept in the clothes you were in, you’re just in a t-shirt and nothing else. Getting up from the couch you walked over to Mikey's bed and gently nudged him, “Do you have another blanket? It's freezing.” You whisper and notice that he's sound asleep. There was no way you were going to go back to the couch without another blanket but there was none insight. You sighed and quietly lifted the sheets and got in bed with him. It was so warm and cozy underneath the blanket. You could feel your cheeks heat up at having him so close. Getting closer to him, your hand lightly trails along his back and you could feel his muscles. “(Y/N)...?” Mikey says half asleep. You let out a squeak. Did he feel you touching him? 

He turned around and reached out to cup your face to make sure he wasn't dreaming. “Sorry, it was really cold - I'll go back to the couch.” Just as you began to back away he pulled you in. You gasped when his arms tightened around your waist. “Stay…” It wasn't a request. How could you say no? His body was so warm and you felt something poke your lower abdomen. Oh my… He nuzzled his face in your chest and you thought your heart was about to explode. “...took you long enough to come to me.” He says while swinging your leg over his hip and grabbing a handful of your cheeks. What in the world was he doing? “oh…you’re not wearing any pants.” He snickered and it made your body shudder. You heard that sleepy Mikey is super needy but this? You were not expecting him to cling to you. 

“Can I tell you something?” He asks and places kisses on your neck. You were too stunned to move or even respond. Mikey settled for the silence and continued to roam his hands on your body, drawing light moans and gasps from you. “I see how you look at me, how your eyes light up when we’re together, how your lips pout when I talk to other girls, how you rub your thighs together when I tease you…the list goes on and on.” Now you felt faint, your body was shuddering and you began to pant - he was laying you bare. “I-I…” Your words trail off as he nipped at your neck. “You want me too, right?” The playful tone in his voice had you rutting your hips against him. The sexual tension was so thick - you could almost cut it with a knife.

Cupping his face with your hands, you tilted his head upwards to meet his lips with yours. You could feel his lips curve into a smile when you kissed him. He was right, you wanted him just as bad and it shows. You both could barely breathe, the way your tongues danced and fought for dominance had you feeling almost light headed. Mikey whimpered when his tip rubbed against your clothed cunt, he was so sensitive - he’s been waiting for this for so long. The soft moonlight that bled into his room allowed you both to see the hazy look on your faces. His blonde tresses were such a mess and you loved it. How many times have you thought about running your hands through his hair before? How many times have you dreamed about him? How many times did you call out his name while touching yourself? How many times did he fist his cock while thinking about you? 

Rolling your body on top of him, his hands placed themselves on your hips - making you grind on him. His hardened member twitched between your legs and you could feel the slick pooling on your pantyline. You were such a mess, feeling him underneath you felt like heaven. Never in your wildest dreams did you think that he was going to get you off on just friction alone. Your breath hitched at him picking up the pace. He could feel the wet patch that formed between both of you. The warmth and desire threw him over the edge, he ripped the fabric of your panties and slid his boxers down. He could feel your bare pussy and your slick coated his cock. Hearing him pant and moan as his length slid between your folds gave you butterflies. Biting back the urge to sink down on his cock, you continued the flow of movement and took his hand in yours. Bringing it to your lips, you wrapped your plush lips around two fingers and slowly sucked on them. The sudden action had Mikey whimpering and you could almost see a pout form on his face through the moonlight. He could only imagine having your pouty lips wrap around his length, the thought was driving him mad. What a cruel woman you were. 

Minutes of teasing him, he couldn’t take it anymore - he pulled his fingers out of your mouth and lifted your t-shirt, making you lean forward so that he could latch his mouth onto your nipple. “Don't stop (Y/N)...” Your right hand was holding on to the headboard as he rutted his hips against you, he was giving you further friction on your clit. The way his tongue was flicking your nipple you thought you were going to lose it. Little by little the coil in your belly began to tighten. Now it was his turn to tease you. Mikey’s mouth was vicious, biting and tugging at your nipple and purposely making you mewl loudly. Hearing you moan just for him was like music to his ears. When your nipple was all sore and tender, he moved on to your other breast and gave it the same harsh treatment. He was hungry, starved almost. He was throbbing beneath you and his breath hitched as you raised your hips - making his tip prod your core. “Mikey, I feel it…oh god, I feel it!” You moan and throw your head back at him invading your honeypot. 

“Hah, fuck-(Y/N), you feel so good.” He says as you sink further down, for a moment he thought his eyes were about to roll back into his skull. Finally, when he bottomed out you couldn’t help but raise your hips again - riding his length and seeing stars in your vision. The sound of your breathy moans and slick echoed in the room. Surrendering yourself to him left a mixed feeling of guilt and desire. What would your friendship be like after this? Would he ask you to be his and only his? Or will he wake up the next morning and act like nothing happened and continue teasing you? The thoughts were beginning to interrupt the rhythm of your hips. Almost as if he could read your thoughts, Mikey spoke and caressed your cheek - brushing his thumb over your parted lips. “Say you’re mine, angel.” You felt your heart skip a beat. This is exactly what you wanted to hear - what’ve you’ve been waiting to hear. 

Too engrossed in the pleasure you were a moaning mess and struggled to string a sentence together for him. "M-Manjiro…ngh! I-I'm yours - oh god - I'm yours…" You stutter and pick up the pace. "Good girl." Mikey says and pulls you in, giving you a tender kiss and thrusts upwards to reach your golden spot. Feeling how your walls clenched around his length, he felt closer to his breaking point. You felt his hand snake between your bodies and his thumb traced circles on your clit. He was ripping the orgasm out of you with force. Your core was pulsing and his cock was almost bruising your cervix. Teetering on the edge of bliss, Mikey gave you the final push and put more pressure on your clit. Your thighs began to shake and his name dripped from your lips repeatedly as your coil snapped. 

Without warning his own coil snapped. He gripped your hips as he emptied his seed deep inside your core. You were both a sweaty mess and paused to catch your breaths. Collapsing on his chest you could feel his heart pounding against his chest. The intense throbbing from his length inside you kept making you clench. "You're all mine, angel."  Mikey pants and plants a kiss on top of your head. This was the start of something new, something new yet familiar - maybe you should sleep over more often. 

END

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[avexhq]

STRAWBERRIES & CHOCOLATE

(+ hc Chifuyu from the UK, Baji from Mexico, Kazutora from Spain, Hanma from France and Madarame Shion being Masaway's biological son)

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“ - Hurry up, you'll be late !

- Yes yes I do my best… ”

The golden-haired teenager rushed into the kitchen where his mother was sitting while wobbling and trying to put his uniform blazer over his shoulder.

“ - Mom ! I don't have enough money to buy my breakfast for today ! 

- Look in my wallet but kiss me before you go, brat.

- You are the coolest ! See you after school ! ”

In a hurry due to his big lateness, he ran directly after kissing her cheek towards the bag where the wallet was kept which had been mentioned earlier and took the lowest bill, being careful about the money of his mother.

Almost stumbling on his cat in front of the entrance door, he took advantage of this incident to cuddle him before going out in a rush to join his best friend who was already waiting for him for ten minutes at the downstairs of the building.

“ - Chifuyu ! We'll be late again because of you, and I'm sure we'll go to the bakery first, right ? 

- Of course, but this time I even have enough to buy you candies ! So don't be grumpy. ”

His friend's expression brightened up and Chifuyu felt like he was dealing with an overexcited kid, as they were approaching high school years. 

“ - Watch Takemichi ! Here we are. ”

The two young boys greeted the old lady at the counter who knew them well now. 

“ - I will take a chocolate croissant today ! I will also want a sweets mix and as usual add the chocolate covered strawberries ! ”

Directly after stating his order, the old lady prepares it and asks him to pay as usual.

“ - Aren't you afraid that he'll understand that it's you ?

- No, shut up, you know that's impossible.

- Or that he doesn't even see the strawberries in his locker, how stupid he is !

- You're the stupid one ! ”

Takemichi was completely bisexual, he had a girlfriend, who was completely bisexual too.

She had a big crush on a girl at school, and he had a big crush on her brother.

But Chifuyu didn't care about his friend's affairs, he was too busy with his own.

When they arrive at the school, they are clearly too late.

Then, surprise : they see Baji Keisuke AKA Chifuyu's crush with Hanemiya Kazutora, his best friend.

These two were laughing like idiots in front of their lockers and suddenly, a silence when Baji opened his.

“ - ¿ No hay sorpresas hoy ? (No surprises today ?)

- Cállate, estoy seguro de que vendrá más tarde hoy (Shut up, I'm sure that will come later today)

- ¡ Oh, mira, hay dos niños atrás, parece que se equivocaron y tuvieron que ir a la escuela primaria jajaja ! (Oh, look, there's two kids in the back, they seem to have made a mistake and had to go to elementary school hahaha !)

- JAJAJA BASTARDO (HAHAHA BASTARD) ”

They stare at them for a long time and leave.

Chifuyu didn't even understand what they were saying but knew it was probably not good.

He was embarrassed and started to blush a lot.

“ - Your boyfriend is a real asshole !

- HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND ! ”

The two young guys are now heading to Italian class, and luckily for them, the teacher is lovely and lets them attend the class even with their huge lateness.

“ - You can write him a note in Spanish !

- Okay, that's all well and good, but do you know anyone who can help me write in Spanish ? Seriously, this idiot… ”

At the same time, the door opened on Mrs. Baji, a teacher.

“ - I'm sorry Masaway, but Keisuke forgot his lessons, he's so stupid I can't stand that kid.

- Ah, don't worry haha, Shion used to do the same to me, luckily Draken is not like that. ”

While everyone was laughing at the adults' stories, Takemichi stared at his friend, as if to say something.

“ - No, not even in a dream.

- She's the only one who could help you with those notes.

- I hate you. You and Baji. ”

×××××××××

After lunch time, which they spent laughing on the roof, the two little blondes headed to Mrs. Baji's sports class.

Everyone thought she was beautiful, like her son, they had the same personality, they were always pissed off in fact.

She is super nice and super strict at the same time.

In fact she expected her students to do some crazy stuff at seven in the morning.

At the end of the class, full of sweat, they go to talk with her discreetly.

“ - Excuse me, I need help with something in Spanish…

- Oh, you're hitting on me early, little boy !

- NO, NO, NO IT'S NOT ABOUT YOU MISS !

- Actually, he's tutoring and he needs help…

- Kids your age lie well now… Anyway, sit down and take a paper.

- Uh, on the grass like this ? Okay… ”

Chifuyu has never enjoyed learning the basics of another language more than Japanese and English, which are his native languages.

He now had his own little note, all decorated, all cute, which he had carefully prepared with Mrs. Baji, who is surprisingly sweet when she teaches something other than sports.

“ - I hope you get the meat you little rascal !

- Uh… ”

When they walk away and take their things back to the break area, Takemichi hits Chifuyu's shoulder quite hard.

“ - If she only knew…

- Shut up ! ”

The golden blonde was just as red as a tomato, and the flashy blonde was laughing at him.

“ - We should probably go put the strawberries and note in his locker anyway, right ?

- Yes ! We should benefit from it while he has class. ”

Chifuyu was running as if his life depended on it, while Takemichi was struggling to catch up with him.

“ - You're going to damage everything !

- But is it your crush or mine you moron ?! ”

×××××××××

“ - Deberíamos revisar tu casillero antes de ir a la biblioteca a revisar tus clases de literatura. (We should check your locker before we go to the library to review your literature classes.)

- Sip. (Yep.) ”

What they do directly.

“ - ¡ Hay una cosa más que los dulces ! (There's one more thing than sweets !)

- ¡ Sí, cálmate, espera ! (Yeah, calm down, wait !) ”

The long-haired man first takes the strawberries in his mouth before taking the note, priority to the food as he says well.

“ - ¡ Así que ! ¿ Qué dice ? (So ! What does it say ?)

- Está escrito en español. «Espero que te gusten mis dulces, xoxo» (It's written in Spanish. «I hope you like my sweets, xoxo»)

- AHH, ¡ SUPER HOMOSEXUAL ! (AHH, SUPER HOMOSEXUAL !)

- Tal vez sea una chica… Entonces no tienes que decir nada, eres como el menos hetero. (Maybe it's a girl… Then you have nothing to say, you're like, the least straight.)

- Te romperé el cuello. ¿ Y las fresas de chocolate con la notita con pegatinas de gatos ? Tan gay. (I'll break your neck. And the chocolate strawberries with the little note with the cat stickers ? Pretty damn gay.)

- Además, las pegatinas me resultan familiares… (Besides, the stickers look familiar…) ”

They start walking between all the lockers, Baji scanning them one by one, then stops in front of one, quite different from the others as it's filled with cat stickers, similar to the ones on the note.

“ - ¡ Llama a Shuji ! (Call Shuji !)

- Eres molesto, soy demasiado perezoso. (You're annoying, I'm too lazy.)

- ¡ LLÁMALO ! (CALL HIM !)

- Sí Jefe Cachondo… (Yes Horny Boss…) ”

The one with the haircut similar to bananas went to look for his probably boyfriend and came back rather quickly, since he runs every time he goes to look for him.

“ - What, enfoiré (bastard) ?

- Whose locker is that ? You know everyone, gilipollas (asshole).

- Yeah, Matsuno Chifuyu, in second year. ”

Hanma shows pictures to Kazutora on his phone using social media, and banana boy looks down on his shoulder like a Goal Couple.

“ - Ahhhh ! It's the idiot from this morning !

- Wait, the good looking one or the ugly one ?

- Don't be selfish, both are ugly ! That's the one with the beige sweater.

- Oh, the cute guy… Wait, stop kissing your boyfriend in front of me now, I'm going to puke.

- You're just jealous. ”

He gives a last hug as a sign of farewell to "Hanma Shuji" then returns to his friend.

“ - Well, go ! ”

×××××××××

“ - You always let me down when Hina is around, damn it !

- But, it's natural, we never see each other ! And you' re with your mangas so it's okay, right ?

- Fuck you ! ”

Now the manga fan was alone, on a table in the library.

He was super stressed, for no reason, but understood as he looked up.

Further away, Baji is standing.

And he approaches, letting go of Kazutora.

“ - Be discreet, be discreet… ”

The young man literally hides behind his mangas in a completely non-credible way.

Suddenly, he hears the chair in front of him move and raises the eyes to cross those of his prince charming.

“ - Can I settle in ?

- Uh, yes ! Sure ! ”

Chifuyu swore to himself that he'd take out a boxing ring on Takemichi as soon as he saw him again.

He didn't have to leave him alone, not now.

It was as if everything had been planned.

“ - I love chocolate strawberries, I didn't have them before, you know. And thanks for the effort of writing in Spanish, it's so cute ! ”

The dark-haired boy looked at him with a big smile as the blond hid even more, surely as red as earlier.

“ - Would you like to come home with me when I'm done studying ? We could get to know each other you know, you have a nice presence… ”

In Chifuyu's head it was similar to a party or a game on Among Us.

You could almost see smoke coming out of his ears and sweat running down his forehead.

“ - Of course ! ”

In the background, Kazutora could still be seen.

Baji stared at him and began to yell into the room so he could hear him.

“ - ¡ No te atrevas a decir nada ! (Don't you dare say anything !)

- ¡¡ NUESTRO KEISUKE YA NO VA A SER VIRGEN !! (OUR KEISUKE IS NOT GOING TO BE A VIRGIN ANYMORE !!!) ”

This put our blond in an even worse state, as red as… as red as strawberries.

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Hi everyone !

Thank you very much for reading, this is my first TR OS, I hope you enjoyed it !

Feel free to share and give me tips, but be kind and respectful, this is a safe place (:

I'm also sorry if my English is shaky, it's not my native language.

Same thing for Spanish.

I also take requests, I'm open to anything !

Bye-bye ♡

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[the-atlas-sister]

𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎.

𝙸𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚃𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗'𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎… 𝙼𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚢𝚊 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕.

If you would have told anyone in Toman that Mitsuya would be the first guy to actually get a date with a girl they would be pissing in their pants laughing at you. Except Takemichi.

"You've got to be shitting me, right?" Draken snickered, slapping Mitsuya's shoulder as he sewed the final touches into his jacket for the infamous date. The grey haired boy was surrounded by Mikey, Draken, Chifuyu and Takamichi as Mikey tinkered with his bike.

"I'm serious," Mitsuya said with a smirk, looking up at his taller friend. "She even asked me out."

"Bullshit," Chifuyu snorted.

"Why's it so hard to believe?" Takemichi asked, leaning over Mikey as he tinkered with his bike. "Mitsuya seems like he'd be better with girls then any of us."

"Except Mitsuya hasn't had a girlfriend, or even hooked up with a girl," Draken chuckled, leaning over his friend in question with a teasing smirk.

"Neither have you," Mitsuya shot back with an equally teasing smirk of his own.

"That's by choice for me," Draken shrugged, standing up fully.

"Plus, Draken's got Mikey," Chifuyu teased. "I don't think he'd have enough time for a girlfriend."

The other's couldn't help but laugh, except for Mikey, who pouted from his spot beside the bike. "Kenny doesn't need a girlfriend, he's got Emma," he pouted, wacking Takemichi with his wrench.

"Hey! What'd I do!" Takemichi yelped, hopping around comically and holding his calf.

The boys continued to laugh at their friend's antics before Mitsuya felt his phone buzz. He pulled it out and flipped it open, only to see a message from none other than the girl in question.

"Is that her?" Chifuyu asked, hovering behind to older boy, trying to peak at his phone.

"You're almost as bad as my little sisters," Mitsuya scoffed, pushing Chifuyu away with a teasing scowl.

"Tell her to come here," Draken smirked. "So we can see this girl for ourselves."

Mitsuya scoffed at his friend but smiled softly. It'd be nice for him to show you off, give him an excuse to gloat in front of his friends. "Alright, I will," he said to himself before sending you the location.

"Let's pretend you do actually have a date," Chifuyu said, leaning on the bike. Mikey sent him a scowl, making Chifuyu quickly back off with a flushed face. "How'd you meet her?"

"Sewing club," he stated simply, going back to his jacket. "She needed an outfit for a date or something and asked for some pointers. Then she asked me on the date."

"Wow, bold girl," Takemichi mumbled slightly. "Reminds me of Hina." He stared into the distance with a far off grin. Chifuyu quickly smacked him upside the head with a bored expression.

"Speak of the devil," Mitsuya mumbled, smirking at something in the distance. The boys followed his gaze to see a girl running up to the small group. She wore a bright grin and a dazzling outfit, assumingly the one Mitsuya was previously talking about.

"You've got to be shitting me," Draken repeated, shaking his head with his arms crossed over his chest. You were fucking stunning.

"Hey," Mitsuya said, standing as you approached the ground.

"Hey Taka," you said with a wide grin. Your eyes fell to his jacket. "Woah- did you do the embroidery?" you asked with wide eyes, gently picking up the fabric.

"Just finished it," Mitsuya responded with a small smile.

"Amazing work, as always," you said with a small grin of your own. You looked over his shoulder at the gaping gang members. "Oh, hello!"

"You've got to be shitting me!" Chifuyu exclaimed, making you chuckle awkwardly.

"Excuse me?"

"Sorry about them," Mitsuya said, sending his friends a small smirk. "My friends are just surprised."

"Oh," you said, smiling once more. "Hi Taka's friends!"

They all waved awkwardly at you, still in disbelief.

"So, ready to go?" you asked, turning your attention to Mitsuya.

"Yeah, you good with a motorcycle?" Mitsuya asked, pointing over his shoulder at his bike. Mikey stood from his place on the ground and wiped the sweat from his head.

"Mhm!" You wandered to the motorcycle, waiting patiently for Mitsuya.

"Told ya," he mumbled to his friends with a smirk before wandering to the bike with you.

"You've got to be shitting me!" Chifuyu yelled once more as the couple drove away.

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[mysouleaten]

DOC AND BOSS pt.one

mafia boss! izana x doctor! reader

summary ... finding an injured member of the tenjiku yakuza hiding in an alleyway beside your apartment you decide to help... not knowing he's the one in charge..

warnings ... blood, and bullets??

an ... sooo this was inspired by DEAD GIRL'S BEACH by @kokoch4n3l but this fic is a lot more fluff... lol and inspired by an undertake fic I read a long time ago Bedside Manners and Guns by @absurdmageart .... :)

tenjiku was one of the biggest yakuza's that ran tokyo they were second compared to toman

but still one of the biggest when it came to land and property and one of their properties was your apartment-- your home

most who lived in this apartment building paid their bill to tenjiku, as they were the ones who kept this building from being destroyed by the government and leading to you being homeless

you were very grateful for the fact they protected this apartment building... it was the cheapest and the closest to your job and university

around 8:45pm you finally were able to leave your job and drive back in the rainy night, ready to get in your comfort outfit and watch crime moves for the rest of the night and maybe order some yellow rice and soup to eat while you watch....

finally parked in front of your building and looking outside the window to see the harsh rain pouring down

you can only imagine how cold it is outside your warm car...

looking behind your driver's seat and reaching for your umbrella to fight back the pouring rain from soaking you

"alright.. let's just hope I don't get completely soaked through.."

quickly opening the car door and rushing to open the umbrella over you, shutting the door and pressing onto your car key to hear the 'beep!' of the car locking

blowing a breath you start to carefully walk towards the stairs that lead to your apartment, careful not to slip and bust your ass on the pavement

hearing a loud groan made you freeze in place and hearing another over the rushing rain made you tense again before you quickly walked up the stairs and ran into your apartment... you weren't risking any horror movie shenanigans..

putting your bag down onto the bench under your coat hanger

turning your head toward the door and the guilty conscience starts to eat you up

what if someone was in need of help? you're not a doctor for nothing..

you groan in annoyance and throw your white coat on the floor before taking the raincoat hanging on the coat hanger and quickly putting it on

slamming the door behind yourself and cussing out: "I hate being a damn doctor..!"

hugging your wait to fight the cold rain and carefully walking down the stairs

"hopefully it's just the fucking wind and no one is actually here so I can go take my ass upstairs and--" cutting your rant short when turning the corner and seeing someone laying on the muddy ground

drenched and shivering the person was also groaning in pain

"crap.." you whisper and slowly begin to walk toward the person still being cautious and mindful of who this person you were going to help was

crouching down, careful to not touch the muddy water below

examing the man who was shakily breathing through his mouth and scrunching his eyes shut

his white long hair was muddied up and drenched

you looked down to see him holding his abdomen--blood was soaking his uniform, he was wearing the uniform of a tenjiku leader... craaaaaap...

pulling your phone out of your pocket and covering it from the rain you dial the number but a hand quickly grabs your wrist and tries to shake the phone out of your hand "ACK!!"

quickly standing up and backing away, letting your phone drop near the man

his eyes were a beautiful shade of lavender and they were staring daggers right into your own eyes.. but they softened quickly

you swallow the built-up saliva in your mouth "you've been shot.. you need to go to the hospital" your voice a soft whisper

he shakes his head "no..." no? this man really wants a painful death?

"you-" "you..help me" the man cuts you off

"what!? wait- no! I can't! I don't have the-" your rambling gets cut off with a soft "try" from the man

were you really going to drag a muddy wet mafia man up the stairs and into your apartment?..

you sigh as the man has been staring at you for the past couple of minutes after his 'removing bullets' procedure

he was lying on his back with towels beneath him soaking up the dirty water that dripped off of him, bandages wrapped around his entire abdomen and he was facing his head toward you

he would shiver from the cold and you weren't sure if you wanted to get him a blanket.. and get it soaked.. maybe you should towel him off properly before getting him a blanket

you stood up and began to walk away from the white-haired man that occupied your other couch..

"[name]?... where are you going?.."

you froze, how the hell does he know your name?..

ughhhh i'm not sure how i like this... AHH I WISH I KNEW HOW TO WRITE MY THOUGHTS BETTER....

>:(

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[zerokurokawa]

hi, i love your works, they are amazing! i don't know if you accept any requests, but if you don't mind could you write a one shot with Baji x reader, where they are 12-13(maybe before boys formed toman or just formed), she can be his friend, classmate, tutor, neighbour, Emma's friend, whatever your prefer, and Baji is so in love with her that everybody can see it and reader also and his friends tease him

Young Love | Baji x Reader

You were twelve and he was thirteen when he first saw you at Mikey's family dojo. From then, you swore he couldn't keep his eyes off you while you were hanging with Emma, his best friend's little sister.

"Why do you keep staring at y/n?" Mikey asked, as he drew his foot up for another kick.

"I don't know, really." Baji said, kind of irritated that Mikey caught him staring at you.

You all decided that once the session was over for the day, to go get something to eat. Emma invited you to tag along and so you did. The only issue was, who were you going to ride with?

"You can ride with me, y/n," Baji spoke up as he handed you his only helmet, "but holding on to the strap isn't safe so you should hold on to me instead." He smiled with his bright eyes and fangs showing.

You didn't say much, as you were nervous to be riding with him to begin with. You got on the back of his bike and he took off, trying not to scare you but to impress you at the same time.

Weeks had passed and Baji and had felt every need to keep hanging around you. He would constantly find excuses for Emma to invite you over and have you tag along with all of the guys.

"Emma, Draken is just going to ignore you, so why don't you invite y/n to come along so you won't be alone?" He would say, hoping Emma would pull out her phone and put you on speaker so he could talk to you.

"Are you sure you're not wanting me to invite her solely because YOU want to hangout with her?" Mikey would tease him, ruffling his hair. Baji would blush and shove him off, saying he just thought you were cool and wanted you to be apart of the group.

"Yeah, rightttttttt." Draken would let out a husky laugh as Baji continued to blush at his antics. Soon enough, you arrived and Baji was overwhelmed with excitement; it was surely showing through his toothy grin.

You all hung out for the entire day with Baji clinging to your side like a lost puppy. Even while at the arcade, he insisted that you two play games together, even the one armed arm wrestling one. He tried to win a big stuffed animal for you, but soon ran out of money.

At the end of the day, he finally got the nerve to ask for your phone number, but not though you, he asked for it through Emma. Emma reluctantly gave him your number so that way he could call and text you to hangout on his own time.

"Come on Emma, stop. I just like her cause she's cool!" He beckoned at Emma's teasing gestures as she would giggle and call him a love sick puppy.

"Yeah Emma, don't discourage our poor Baji from being in loveeeee." Mikey would perk up and join in the teasing.

Baji's face was completely red after this incident, but you still received a call from an unknown number later that night. Of course, you decided to answer it.

"Hello?"

"Uh, Hi, this is Baji… I uh, got your number from Emma and was wondering if you wanted to hangout tomorrow after school?" He finally mustered up the courage to ask.

"Sure! I'd love to!" You smiled through the phone.

Hanging out with him after school and on the weekends was always the best times. He would take you to eat, to the arcade, to the beach, and on random bike rides around the city. He really tried his best to behave in order not to scare you. Of course, you knew that Baji liked you, yet you decided to keep the teasing at a minimum since you liked him too.

Thus, beginning your relationship with a young, bashful Baji Keisuke.

(A/N: I hope you enjoy!!! :))

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[dazaiandhislovelybandages]

Would love to see a TR Drabble or one shot about Draken having a little sister, and Mitsuya falling head over heels for his twin dragons sister. Just imagine how annoyed Draken would be at first until it’s brought up he’s dating Mikey’s little sister ☠️

Touché {Mitsuya Takashi}

A/n: that was such a cute idea ngl. Hopefully what I wrote is to your liking! Thank you for your request 🥰

Pairing: Miysuya x fem!reader

Tw: none just pure fluff

Draken should have known. All those random visits at the brothel with the excuse of 'being here to see my best friend', Mitsuya always carrying an extra cardigan whenever you were out with them... Not to mention all the clothes he would give you 'just because he made them to see how his design would look like'.

The signs had always been there, so why on earth was Draken so surprised when Mitsuya told him that he liked you? Maybe it was an attempt to protect you, his sister. But why was he angry?

"You're acting like a child!" It was the first time you had seen Mitsuya argue. And after a few glances between you, Yuzuha and Hakkai you were sure that outside of the battlefield they hadn't either.

"Surely they'll resolve this like two calm twenty year olds." Yuzuha sighed and continued walking.

"I sure hope so because once we meet with Takemitchi, Chifuyu and Emma whatever those two are fighting over will be on the news." You laughed, reaching out to take a handful of chips from Hakkai.

"I think this is the first time I've seen Taka so... confused." Hakkai turned to face you and Yuzuha.

Noticing that your attention was on them, the two boys lowered their voices almost immediately. For the next ten minutes, none of you could even eavesdrop on what they were saying.

"They're been at it for like a day now." Yuzuha and Hakkai's eyes widened at the new piece of information.

But you weren't lying. Yesterday morning, Mitsuya had texted Draken. Your brother had been exercising nonstop to let off some steam after that. It was strange. Really strange. Mitsuya and Draken were the twin dragons of a once glorious Toman. They had never fought with each other.

"Oh I get it!" Mitsuya's voice rose once again out of frustration. Neither you nor the Shiba siblings turned around. "It's fine when you date Mikey’s sister but I can't even ask out yours!"

Was it possible for someone's eyeballs to fall down just like that? You weren't sure but by the looks of it you were going to find put pretty soon because Yuzuha's, Hakkai's and your eyes were as wide as they could get.

But it wasn't Mitsuya's sudden confession that made you turn around. No. It was the fact that Draken hadn't actually come up with a comeback.

"Touché." The three of you muttered along with Draken. "And a good one at that." Your brother sighed.

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[sugawhaaa]

MITSUYA ONE-SHOT

I know I'm young but....

💄pairing::dom!mitsuya x fem!sub!reader

💋warnings::smut

💄genre::fluff to smut, hair pulling, oral (fem receiving) a bit of teasing, little bit of edging, pet names, unprotected sex (wrap it before u tap it) he gets a phonecall mid way through,

💋A/N:: I am a terrible person for this one...but I can't stop reading my own fanfic over and over.

💄taglist:: @main-character0 @stayarmymoa-atiny @i-literally-cant-with-this

Your boyfriend was in second year of high-school and you? You were a bit younger…no one knew because you knew if you told ANYONE it'd be "only in ohio," or other bullshit. You'd rather keep your relationship between you and Mitsuya. That was until you were getting ready to leave at the end of a rainy day in March. You went outside to meet up with your friends but instead you found your boyfriend waiting for you with an umbrella and a box of chocolates. 

"Mitsuya, babe what's all this for?" You said as you rushed under the umbrella, hiding from the rain. He shrugged.

"I knew these were your favorite chocolates so I grabbed them. Here I can take your bag," he said as he gestured for you to give your bag to him. You smiled and handed it to him. You held onto his arm as you walked home with him.

"What's the occasion for all of this?" You looked up at him. He shrugged.

"Can't I show my girlfriend some love?" He chuckled with a grin. You smiled as you stared at him in admiration. 

"I suppose you can…" you smiled with pink cheeks. He offered you the chocolates and you opened the box, taking one out of the wrapper. You bit into it and melted from the amazing flavors. 

"Anything interesting happened in school today?" He asked as he held the umbrella over you. 

"Not really honestly," you hummed before taking the second bite of your chocolate. "Though I think someone found out I have a boyfriend…" you kicked a rock in your path as you spoke. 

"Oh? Do they know it's me?" He asked worriedly knowing that you don't want people to know the age gap of your relationship. 

"No, but they do know he's a member of toman," you explained. A hint of embarrassment in your voice. 

"Then they should know, not to make a big deal out of it or," he threw a fist up. He put his hand down and smiled. "Trust me no one is gonna get in the way of our relationship," he nodded and you smiled at his loyalty. "If anyone tries it's game over for them," he explained. You looked up at him and realized something different.

"Wait, did you get a haircut?" You asked out of the blue. Mitsuya nodded. "No way! So that's why you're not in school," you connected the dots. The hair appointment must've been during the last ish period of the day so when he finished his hair cut he went to go meet you. 

"Akkun did it for me," he grinned. You looked up at him surprised. You and Akkun knew each other in the past and he was one of the main toman members you really knew.

"Wow, he's really taking this hairdresser thing seriously. I'm proud of him," You smiled and noticed Mitsuya's hair getting wet. You blushed as you noticed his long hair sticking to his neck and jawline. 

"He's the kind of man to stick to what he says," he smiled at you before noticing you were staring at him. You jumped and looked away. He tilted his head. "Did you miss me~?" He teased and leaned closer to you. 

"H-Hey!" You hit his arm lightly and he laughed, backing up again. 

"You're so cute," he chuckled before stopping at the crosswalk with you. 

"Stop it! You know I'm not," you blushed and stepped back. He moved the umbrella to follow you. 

"How many times do I have to tell you, you're adorable," he chuckled with a grin. You crossed your arms and shook your head before the crosswalk sign lit up. 

"At least once more," you walked across the street with him. Your house was only a few steps away from there. He walked you up to your door, holding your hand like a princess as he helped you up the stairs. He held the umbrella over your head as you went to your door. He closed the umbrella and handed it to you. 

"I know you don't have an umbrella so I bought this one for you," he smiled as he offered it to you but you shook your head.

"No way you keep it. Your house is a long walk away and it's pouring," you explained as you pushed the umbrella back to him. He frowned. 

"No. I bought this one for you. Look, it has little koalas on the inside of it," he pointed to the cartoon koalas drawn on the inside. You laughed but refused to take it. He pouted at you.

"Fine I'll take it BUT you have to stay at my house until the rain dies down," you said as you took the umbrella and let him inside.

"Doesn't your mom always say 'no boys' when I'm at work!'" He impersonated your mother. You chuckled at his impression as you took off your jacket. 

"Yeah but she always stays at work until like 9pm and she has never come home earlier. There was one time like 3 years ago when she came back at 7pm and I was just eating tteokbokki," you explained as you took your bag from Mitsuyas shoulder. He shrugged.

"Okay whatever you say," 

"And if I explained why you were here she would totally understand," you smiled as you took off your shoes. Your school stockings caught Mitsuyas eyes. He blushed as he caught himself staring at your legs and skirt. He shook his head and took off his shoes as well. 

"Yeah that's true. Your mom is very nice," he smiled as he watched you set down your bag and root through your stuff. 

"As you're well aware I make dinner for myself every night so what would you like?" You smiled as you found your phone in your bag. 

"It's okay I can cook," he explained as he stood behind you. Wrapping his arms around your waist, his chin on your shoulder. 

"N-No, you're my guest so I'll cook," you tried to stay focused on the task at hand but his hands were distracting you. His hands went under your shirt and softly caressed your skin. His hands were warm and soft. "M-Mitsuya…" you said softly. 

"Let's cook together," he said quietly in your ear. He let go of you and moved toward the cupboards of your kitchen. Your heart was still racing as you looked at him. He smiled calmly as he looked through the cupboards. "We could make some chicken katsu. Pepper, ½ cup ketchup, 3 tablespoons of worcestershire sauce, 2 tablespoons of soy sauce, chicken, panko and rice, some cabbage," he listed the ingredients and measurements as he grabbed everything. "And…" he went to the fridge but you were already there with 2 eggs.

"Two large eggs," you smiled as you handed the eggs to him. "It's amazing how you remember every ingredient to every meal. To this day I can't believe it," you chuckle as you get some bowls and cutting boards. 

"I do have to cook for my two little sisters everyday," he chuckled as he opened the chicken. "Could you cut up the cabbage and prepare the rice for me?" He asked and you nodded, grabbing the bag of rice and measuring it into a pot. Mitsuya grabbed the salt and took a little pinch out of it and put it in the rice. "Little tip, rice hits twice as hard with a pinch of salt," he smiled at you.

"Do you want me to cook the rice or not?" You said jokingly. You then got a knife and cutting board and started chopping up the cabbage. Mitsuya approached you mid way through. "It'd be easier to cut the cabbage if you cut them this way," he said as he came up behind you and held your hands, showing you how to cut it. You blushed. 

"O-Oh thank you," you blushed and he let you practice as he went back to the chicken. 

☆°☆°☆°☆°☆°☆°☆°☆°☆°☆°☆°☆°☆°☆°☆°

"Oh wow! This is amazing!" Your eyes lit up as you tried the meal you prepared together. You ate so fast you could hardly breathe. Mitsuya laughed at you and cut his chicken before taking a bite of it. "Seriously mitsuya this is wow I can't get enough of this," you shook your head and shoveled more in your mouth. He grinned as he watched you eat. It wasn't long before you were going for seconds. 

••••••••••Smut ••••••••••

After eating the two of you were cleaning up the kitchen. You were wiping down the counters and Mitsuya was doing the dishes. Hpje set the last plate on the drying rack and dried his hands. He turned to look at you slightly bent over the counter. His heart skipped a beat so he decided to approach you. He put his hands down your arms and held your hands. 

"Do you remember Christmas eve last year~?" He asked softly in your ear. Your face turned red as your mind replayed what had happened that night. That was the first time you ever had sex, and your first time having sex with mitsuya. 

"Yes…" you blushed and stopped wiping the counter. You felt his warm breath on your neck.

"I haven't stopped thinking about that night. Everyday I wish I could just go back and fuck you like that again~" he smirked as his body pressed against yours. His hands creeped up your shirt again and started roaming around your bare skin. "Please, let me make you feel good again," he said with a little more desperation in his voice. You turned to face him before sitting up on the counter. He smiled before kissing you, putting his hands on your thighs. His hands crept up as you made out with him. Mitsuya lifted the bottom of your shirt up and broke the kiss to get it over your head before discarding it somewhere in the kitchen. 

"I want you so bad," you chuckled before he kissed you again. You wrapped your legs around him and pulled him closer to you as your hands tangled in his damp hair. He then stood back and he went to take your skirt off. You did as he asked and helped him take off your skirt. He threw off his shirt and went on his knees. He hooked his middle finger around the waistband of your panties and slid them off your legs. You blushed and closed your legs. "I-I wasn't really prepared for this so…I didn't shave or anything," you blushed as you kept your legs closed.

"And?" He went to open your legs again but you stopped him. He frowned and raised one eyebrow at you. "Be realistic babe there's no way I'm waiting any longer just for you to get rid of some hair. Now open your legs before I open them for you," he said in a low voice and you felt your stomach twist. You nodded and opened your legs. "Good girl," he smirked before licking your clit. You jumped at the sudden contact. You breathed heavily as he ate you out. His tongue occasionally poking through your entrance. You slapped your hand over your mouth and threw your head back. You couldn't manage to get a single word out of your mouth. 

He continued to abuse your clit as he used the tip of his thumb to tease your aching pussy. You grabbed the edge of the counter as you felt the rush go to your head. 

"Fuck-Mit-Mitsuya," you moaned as he lapped at your arousal mercilessly. He put just the tip of his thumb a little bit into you but refused to go even to the middle of his thumb. He continued to suck on your clit as he teased you. You felt like you were just about to cum until his lips parted from your body. You wanted to lunge at him and make him continue eating you out but you let him be. He picked you up effortlessly and stood you by the kitchen table. You were a little confused until turned you around and it all clicked. "You wanna fuck me from behind~?" You asked as you laid your stomach on the table, spreading your legs a little. He blushed as he stared at the position you were in.

"Damn it, I've always wanted to see you like this," he grinned before taking his clothes off. You blushed as you waited for some physical contact. He gently grabbed your lower waist with one of his hands. The other was basically "prepping" himself to go inside you. "You ready?" He asked as he bent over closer to your face. You nodded with a hum.

"Mhm," you said as you bit your lip in anticipation. You then felt his tip line up with your entrance and you waited eagerly for him to just slide inside you. You gripped your own wrist as you waited. He then slowly went inside you. When his whole length was inside he hit your walls harshly. You jumped with a soft moan.

"You okay?" He asked genuinely as he held your hips. You nodded.

"Keep going," you said softly before covering your mouth to suppress your moans. He started the thrust slowly but harshly into you. You were so sensitive and new to this whole feeling of a real man inside of you. You already felt like you could cum all over him but held back.

"Don't cover your mouth. I want to hear you moan, moan so loud the neighbors will hear every breath," he spoke sternly and it made something inside you only ache for him more. "Your so fucking tight princess," he groaned as he started going faster, making the table move slightly.

"Please! I-I'm so close," you moaned loudly before covering your mouth again. He stopped pounding into you and you swore you could've cried that's how close you were before he stopped. He grabbed your wrist and pulled your arm back.

"I told you to stop covering your moans," he groaned. "Now I have to start with you all over again," he shook his head as he smirked at you.

"No, please! I was so close," you whined but Mitusya wasn't going to cave into your pleas. He slowly moved in and out of you again as you clenched to him tightly. Your spare hand grabbed the edge of the table as you felt him picking up the pace. The lewd sounds of your moans and your pussy being turned into pudding echoed throughout the empty house.

"Such a good little slut~" he groaned as he hit your G-spot continuesly.

"Fuck! Mitsuya, right there, right there!" You shouted as you lost all the strength in your arms to keep your body propped up on the table. "Please I'm so close!" You basically screamed as your orgasm approached you quickly. As he continued to hit your G-spot you felt yourself cum all over his dick that was buried so deep in you. You panted loudly as he continued to gently thrust into you.

"You came so much," he said surprised as he pulled out of you to see himself covered in your cum. Pure white and dripping. "I guess your little pussy likes this angle hm~?" He teased as he let your arm go.

You nodded "Please keep going," you whimpered as you bit your lip. Mitsuya seemed surprised how eager you were.

"Alright but don't expect me to go easier on you just because you already came once. I want to make your kitchen table fucking white," he smirked as he lined himself up with you again before pounding into you.

You moaned loudly as he grabbed your hair and held it back. You already felt close because of how he hit your G-spot but you didn't want to cum again so early. It would be embarrassing. "If you want to cum just let it out princess," he smirked.

"H-How did y-you know?" You stuttered as you were distracted by his deep and fast thrusts.

"The way you clench around me. The way your body twitches and your stomach curls," he explained. He already knew your body better than you. Suddenly there was the sound of a phone ringing. Mitsuya pulled out his phone from his pocket, letting go of your hair. He answered it calmly. "Yo," he said into the microphone as he continued to thrust into you. You wanted to scream but if whoever was on the other line heard Mitsuya would punish you for sure.

"Alright, can ya make it quick? I'm a little busy," he said as he grabbed your hair again and pulled your head up, making it harder for you to hold in your moans. You grabbed the edge of the table harshly and bit your shirt to suppress your moans. He started pounding faster into you but he did not put the phone down. "I'm a little busy right now. I can't drop everything right now," he said as you looked up at him with saliva dripping from your lips. "Yeah, my girlfriend. She's going through something alright!" He yelled on the phone. Yeah, you were going through something alright. An orgasm but this motherfucker wasn't gonna let you cum. He then hung up and tossed his phone on the table. He slammed his hands down on the table on either side of your body and proceeded to pound into you.

"Mitsuya, I'm so close. Can I please cum~!" You begged as he went faster than you ever imagined. Your pussy was just leaking with fluids.

"Yes my good girl," you heard the smirk in his voice. You then finally let out all of your built-up tension which ended up being more intense than you thought. You squirted all over him. The liquid dripped down his legs as he looked at you in shock. He pulled out of you and picked you up off the table. You breathed heavily as you looked at him. "Oh my god baby," he said before kissing you.

"What?" You said breathlessly.

"You just squirted," he explained before he placed a hickey on your neck.

"W-What!? I didn't think I could...I could do that," you blushed as you looked at the mess on the floor and table. You covered your mouth in shock.

"You're still dripping with cum," he chuckled as he noticed the small puddle forming between your thighs. You blushed and closed your legs. "You did so good baby," he said as he stroked your hair. You blushed as you felt butterflies in your stomach.

"We need to do this more..." you blushed as you felt the pleasure still coursing through you. He laughed.

"Are you thirsty babe? Want water? Soda? A bath?" He asked as he looked at you. You shook your head.

"I'd like a soda," you smiled and he ran to the fridge to get you a soda. He opened it with a pop and handed it to you. You took a big gulp of the soda and it dripped down from your lips. He wiped it up with his thumb. He licked it off and smiled.

"Sprite!" He chuckled.

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[lacedupforyou]

yandere mikey (tr)? 🤭🫶

|𝙋𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 |𝙔𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙈𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙮 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 |

~

He's a child, Mentally. When he first saw you walking with Takemichi to bring Hina a gift. He walked up normally with Draken " Oi, Takemichi! Ha? Who's this?". You introduced yourself and Mikey offered you a ride home on his bike. He wasn't taking "No" for an answer. You agreed after 4 try's of him asking. He drove recklessly so you would hold on tighter . He dropped you off at your place and waved you off. The smell of you stayed on his coat. He had a huge grin on his face as Draken sighed.

The next day was a lovely Saturday. You had planned to go to the shrine and get a new charm. You had recently lost your "Safety" charm..Wonder why. But as you walked to the shrine you saw a shit ton of bikes. You waved it off as they must be at the place near by. As you walked up the long steps of the shrine you heard shouting. It spooked you but you were curious as hell now. You slowly kept walking up and peered behind the steps. "Toman" That's Mikey's gang..Mikey must be here. You saw his eyes scan over and it was almost like his eyes met yours. His eyes fixed on yours and he ended the meeting you started to rush down the stairs to not get caught eavesdropping. You heard footsteps rush quick as lightning behind you and the shouting of men. Mikey ran like some kind of animal and lunged. He crashed into you and you rolled down the steps of the shrine.

"Ow..Ow..Ow!! That hurt! What was that for!!"

"Y/n Chin! Were you spying? Are you with the black dragons..? If you are I'll show you no mercy!"

He was hopefully joking as he sat on top of you. His captains running down to the bottom step and surrounded you and him. You heard questions being asked and Takemichi's blank face. Mikey grinned, Hoisted you up over his shoulder and waved his captains off stunned. Are you his..Lover? He drove to a cafe and sat down with you.

" You know Mikey..People might get the wrong Idea."

"So? Let them." He said sounding almost bored.

"But I uh- Well you're a gang leader..I could get hurt-"

"I'll protect you."

"But I just think-" He shoved some tasty kind of bread thing in your open mouth and grinned widely. You told him your story and how you met takemichi. When you talked about the moments you had close with him he seemed to almost glare. But you continued on with your story. He told you about toman. His fights, His losses, His Victories. You felt sorry for him. He explained the black dragons to you and how they had met with hakai and takemichi. You felt almost frightened by it. Would they come for you? He drove you somewhere else this time when you expected him to take you home.

"This isn't my home mikey.."

"I don't have enough gas to take you home, It's a long walk. Just spend the night" He replied He totally had plenty of fuel he just needed an excuse and a small lie

"If you say so...I guess it's safer from enemies.." You sighed.

You slept over. Spending time talking, meeting Emma, and playing games. When you both started to feel a bit drowsy You slept on your bed spread. Mikey waited, Until your chest had done some steady rhythms. He crawled on top of you invading your space. Giving your cheek a small peck with his lips.

When you had awoken you were ready to head home, Since it would be a long walk. Mikey had still been sleeping but when you saw him sleeping on top of you you claimed it must have been sleep walking. You gathered your things in a small bag of yours and said you goodbye's to Emma. You had walked about 2 miles when you noticed a group walking behind you. You thought nothing of it but they kept doing it. Following your paterns and if you crossed a street. As you took a detour one of the people shot in front and you were cornered.

"That's the girl hats been following Mikey..Shit. He'll pay for what that bastard did..Now hold still pretty thing..Damn I see why Mikey has his eyes on you." One of them uttered

"Wow- Hey Wait-" You stuttered out. They were closing in you. You needed to do something and fast. Then, It all turned into shades. Everything was blurry. Mixes on colors of darkness and light. Then you saw the men beaten beyond recovery when you came to your senses. All you could see was mikey, The calm funny childish mikey with his fists bloodied. The rage on his face terrifying. You fainted from shock and fear, your brain overstimulated. He caught you quickly in his arms and smiled a sick twisted grin.

"It's a good thing I had followed you..Let me take you back home silly girl..Heh..~"

| Whew! 4 works out today! :') Hope people like them!"

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[mytaiyakeylover]

ᗩᑎᘜᗴᒪOᑭᕼᗩᑎIᑕ ── 𝗆. 𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗈

*angelophanic(adj.): relating to or evocative of something angelic, often characterized by purity, transformation, and otherworldliness.

pairing: mikey x gn!reader

❝you are everything that is right in this broken world❞

└➤ in which you’re the anchor keeping mikey afloat, safe from the darkness threatening to spill.

╭ ⊰✿ ────────────

⇢ You were like a breath of fresh air - calming, soothing, refreshing. Like a passing fragrance; barely noticeable, but still very much present.

Something small, tender, vulnerable - too fragile for this world. However, without you, life would be meaningless. After all, you were the reason he still felt alive.

❅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍 ☁︎𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿𝗒 ♥︎𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍 ❀𝖼𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 ✦yandere(?)

ATTENTION!

➔ I only own the plot for each one-shot. Tokyo Revengers belongs to Ken Wakui.

𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎. ☁︎ ♥︎ ❀

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜. ♥︎ ✦

𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜. ❅ ❀ (part 2: in progress for god knows how long)

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[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

Drop your Hanma headcanons let's gooo 💜 ;)

Ok, here they are!!!!!!

He's the type of person who can fall asleep anywhere, chair, bed, floor, laundry pile. He can sleep on any of them.

He likes perfumes a lot, not on himself particularly but he appreciates and notices when someone walks past him and they have a nice smell as they pass.

Went through a phase where anytime would ask him his name he'd make up a ridiculous one and try to pass it off as being real.

Has escaped after being handcuffed by police at least once.

Will sometimes watch clouds but comes up with the weirdest ideas for what they look like "that ones a guy getting stabbed"

The first time he killed someone in the future timelines he cried in the shower after. He didn't feel sad and didn't care but  still cried, he never understood why.

Still gets close to Kazutora in the good timeline and they become friends

Tried to convinve Kisaki he was into bird watching once, wanted to see how long it took him to realise he was just saying random words as bird names.

Chifuyu is one of his favourite people to joke around with because he's so easy to make annoyed.

Didn't do a very good job with caring for his tattoos after he got them done, luckily didn't get an infection though.

Actually became good friends with Emma in the good timeline (originally became close with her to see Mikey and Draken's reactions but realised he actually liked hanging out with her)

Building on from the last point, he has crashed been on at least one "girls night out" trip with the other girls.

Occasionally when he's having a slow day with his photography in the good timeline, he'll snap a few selfie shots out of boredom. 

Sings very loudly

He's very good at remembering names and faces

Moves around a bit in his sleep, if someone shares a bed with him they will sometimes get kicked in the middle of the night

Has stolen Kisakis glasses to try on before (and did a Kisaki impression while wearing them)

In the bad toman timeline (and a lot of the others) he actually got bored after Kisaki's success with toman. The chase and getting to the top thrilled him a lot more then actually being there. 

Despite the kind of wild wedding all of his friend's imagine him wanting, he actually just wants something small and intimate if he ever gets married.

Is a master of stealing food from other peoples plates

And linked to the last one, his friends didn't think much when he first introduced them to his romantic partner. Not until Hanma actually gave them some of his food from his plate, that's when everyone realised he must be serious about this person. 

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[ghoularaki]

Hello! Can I ask for yandere scenario with Mikey in which he and the darling made a childhood promise that they would get together/get married if neither of them end up finding a partner till they reached a certain age? To poor darling unfortunately never really had any luck with boys for some "unexplained" reasons and well the time is finally up and it came time for Mikey to collect his prize.

teddy bear

tw yandere mikey, bonten arc, noncon, mikey typical violence, possessiveness, forced marriage, marriage imagery/kink, dollification, hint of strength kink, unprotected sex, kidnapping

requests are CLOSED

It all started in elementary. An innocent era where time wasn’t much of a concept you could wrap your little brain around. Anticipating the relief of summer, not knowing how much you would regret wishing the months away. 

On a sweet spring day is when you met Mikey. A period before he went by said name, before gangs and despair. It was just you and him under the flourish trees, colors swirling in the world. 

“Manjiro,” he introduced with an outstretched hand and a tooth filled grin. 

You responded with your name with a shy demeanor, not used to such brightness. Clasping his hand to yours—so chubby and small—time before his hand could engulf yours. 

You two were instantly attached to the hip. If you were present, so was Mikey. Adults tried their best to separate you two in fear of stunted social growth, but anytime someone would detach your hands, tears spilled from Mikey’s eyes. You never saw a boy cry so much.

Though one day he stopped crying, stopped smiling so fully. It was that day, flowers waft in the air, he made such a silly promise. The exact age is fuzzy when he asked the damning question, but the words stay imprinted in your mind. “Hey y/n-chan, if we aren’t married by the age of 27, let's just marry each other.” The words were saccharine.

You had giggled at the question. At the time, neither of you understood the weight of marriage. And so, of course you agreed. 

“Pinky promise?” He raised his hand, pinky extended.

“Pinky promise.” You twirled your finger with his. Bound together. 

It all started in middle school. No blaring red signs wacked you in the face as you were always on the more reserved side. Boys never really did approach you especially when Mikey gained a name for himself. Though this never did bother you, at first. You were content with following him around like a lost puppy. This is when you met his less than savory friends. They weren’t mean, but you never really cared for swollen fists and bloody smiles. 

You knew it was best to avoid gang business for your sake and Mikey’s. He despised when you got involved. If anything you learned the hard way. It was when Takemichi (or Takemitchy as Mikey not so cleverly named him) arrived. He always loved to give those he adored nicknames, you were not an exception. His doll, he called you. The name made you huff, you were anything but. 

“That’s why you’re my doll. I don’t mind if you are roughed up, I will always fix you back up again.”

The words made your face so hot you could cook on it. 

He wasn’t wrong though. One too many incidents was the reason, you were forbidden to join any Toman meetings anymore. 

Calling upon his loyal followers, he stood above everyone else as he usually did. You sat at the top stair of the shrine, Draken standing right next to you. It was when Valhalla had not wavered and fallen. Kisaki was still at large.

It wasn’t much, but you so happened to get in the crossfire of Baji betraying Toman. An elbow to the face was all it took for Mikey to see red. He was silent. A deadly silence likened to a still sea right before whirling, twisting waves. 

He could have killed the man if it wasn’t for your laugh. Fuck, did it hurt and sometimes you could feel the phantom pain, but god was it fun. The adrenaline was addicting. You simply shot the blood from your nostrils and smiled crimson. Mikey was reminded of the time you ate cherries together, the red meat stuck between your teeth. You never looked so beautiful.

Since then, Mikey never let you go to another meeting. Instead he and Draken would walk you home before treading back. You kicked up a fuss at first, but with a glare from Mikey quickly shut you up. 

What Mikey wants, Mikey gets.

It truly started in high school. The death of Kisaki never sat right with Mikey. It haunted him. He wasn’t the same man he was from before. He was more subdued, angrier. Though you clenched your teeth in what could be mistaken for a smile.

You two started to drift. Mikey was falling and trying as you may to catch him, he twisted his body out of your arms. 

The skin that attached you two to the hip had rotted and collapsed. You became quite lonely for a short period, but that was quickly fixed. Without the intimidating presence of a whole gang backing you up, you were a whole lot easier to talk to. For once, a boy showed interest in you. Genuine, true romantic interest. Not the brotherly love Toman offered. 

In the down time before class started, you had been staring out the window watching the leaves decay into bright oranges and yellows. A knock on your desk startled you out from your daydreaming. Stood before you was a boy, a grade above you, the same grade as Mikey. He was tall with inky black hair and a puppy-like charm to him. He honestly reminded you of a German Shepherd. A blush adorned his cheeks as he asked you for your email. 

Just as shy, you offered your phone to him. Charms clicked together as you had plenty hanging off the flip phone, mainly of Kuromi and MyMelody. With a promise to shoot you a message, he sauntered back to class, obviously giddy. You felt the same. “OMG was the Y/n-chan asked out?” A classmate asked.

She was right across from you, watching the whole thing. You two weren’t particularly close, but you enjoyed her company.

You hid your face in your hands at the banter. She started to poke your arm as she giggled and you kicked your feet in excitement. 

Turning to her, you also giggled, “damn right I did.”

Others in the classroom observed the display you two created, also surprised at the boldness of their upperclassman. 

Though word spread fast. In the end, you received no reply. You tried not to be disappointed, but it was the first time a boy showed interest in you and he didn’t even have the decency to message you back. 

About a week later you saw him roaming the halls. He strangely seemed more subdued, no longer so puppyish. When he locked eyes with you, the boy scurried away. You were stunned, perplexed. 

All you could do was stand there, the gaggle of students brushed up against your still body. Leaning against a window of a classroom a few feet away, Mikey watched with blank eyes. Shivering at the innate reaction of being stared at, you caught Mikey’s gaze but he offers no acknowledgement of your locked eyes. He simply slunk back into the classroom.

Never in your life have you felt fear for Mikey. Sure, cautious as sometimes it felt like he was one inconvenience away from breaking something, but never fear. A girl at your age was scared of a cracked phone screen, asshole boys, missing an assignment, what to do with your life after high school, not your life. Mikey would never hurt you, right? As the days dwindled, you were less secure in the possibility he would prove you right. 

Taking a hint was never your forte. Forgoing whatever the blonde tried to communicate to you with silence, you chased after your upperclassman. The final bell had rung and you were quick to stuff your books in your bag as quickly as possible. You didn’t know much about him besides his name was Yokio and he was in the same class as Mikey. Racing to the upper level, you just hoped Mikey or Draken or really anyone from Toman wasn’t there as well. 

Luck had been on your side. In the classroom alone was Yokio, gathering his own supplies slowly. He looked up at the sound of rapid footsteps. His puppy dog eyes wide in what could have been terror. Snapping back to his bag, he fastened his pace.

“Yokio, why didn’t you message me back?” You didn’t care how desperate you sounded, you wanted answers.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were taken?” Was what he snapped back.

You scoffed out a laugh, “Taken? Who told you that bullshit?”

When he looked back at you, there was ire in his eyes and now you gawked closer there was a cut on his lip and he favored his left leg. Coming for answers, only left you with more questions. 

“Don’t act stupid, L/n, we both know you aren’t.” 

Your face twitched, perplexed. He slung his bag over his back and limped past you, subtly pushing you out of the way. 

“Go ask your fucking gangster boyfriend,” he seethed in your ear. 

You glanced up at him to which he ignored and made his way down the hall. Watching his form shrink, your knuckles almost bursted through your skin with how hard you were clenching your fist. It didn’t take a lot to piece together what was happening. How stupid were you for it to take this long to click. 

Stomping down the same path Yokio went down, you now had a different target. And you were pissed. 

It wasn’t a shock to see Mikey still on school grounds in the same lot that he met Takemichi surrounded by other Toman members. Today it was him, Draken, Mitsuya and Takemichi. Not caring about the audience you stomped right up to Mikey and pushed him so hard, he stumbled. 

“What the fuck!” You screeched.

All the boys’ eyes widen, never once have you lost your cool. Not like this. And more surprisingly, you were able to make the Invincible Mikey topple over. There is something to be said about a scorned woman. 

It had been ages since you talked to your old friends and you had thought you left off on good terms. Apparently not if Mikey is spreading a rumor you two were dating. 

You shoved again—this time Mikey didn’t move an inch, “who the fuck do you think you are?”

He was quick to grab your wrists, swallowing your delicate bones. You tried your best to squirm away but it was futile. 

“How about let’s talk about this civilly,” Draken butted in. For a violent man, he sure did hate inner conflict. 

“Yeah let’s talk civilly about the fact he’s spreading rumors that me and him are dating,” you seethed towards Draken but kept your sharpened gaze on Mikey. 

“You guys aren’t?” Takemichi squawked. Mitsuya elbowed him, muttering that he wasn’t helping. 

Mikey kept your gaze and said plainly, “I have no clue what you’re talking about.”

You scoffed, attitude dripped from your posture. He still had his hands on you and you finally ripped yourself from him. Biting your inner cheek, the taste of blood grounded you. You weren’t being crazy about this and you weren’t going to let Mikey dismantle you like this. 

“Then why did Yokio said to me, verbatim, ‘go ask your fucking gangster boyfriend?”

“Oh you’re on a first name basis now?” He was avoiding the question. 

Mikey slipped his hands in the pockets of his baggy pants. His posture screamed aloof. Though the way his jaw ticked showed he was growing irritated. Whatever friendship that was left was burnt out like a used match, never to relight. 

And you told him just that. 

The air shifted to something colder, sinister. He straightened his back to stand taller. For his short stature he made you feel puny. 

“Care to repeat that.” He was about to march to you, but Draken gripped his upper arm. The taller man shook his head to his leader, his bestest friend. 

“Alright let’s just leave this for today. We can talk about this more when we all cooled off, got it?” Ever the middle man Draken was, but you didn’t care.

“Sure,” you said and turned around. They all watched you walk away. Mikey knew he fucked up but at this point he didn’t care. You didn’t mean what you said, you were just angry.

You didn’t show up to school that day or the next or the day after that. You had transferred to a school in Osaka. 

The world had not been kind to Mikey. Maybe it was an act of karma or maybe he was simply cursed. The day you left was the final fracture in his glass heart. It all fell down after that. He pushed away his friends, lied through his teeth that he needed space. From his hands he built an empire of the most feared gang in all of Japan. Toman was nothing more than a childish dream.

The world was at his disposal and he thirsted for power. Yet, at the top, it was lonely. Some days he missed you, his friends and other days he resented both. How dare you leave him. He spent years trying to find you, but disappeared into thin air. You didn’t even have any social media from what he could find. It left him bitter but a smirk still crept up. Smart girl. 

Mikey was sure whatever luck he had, had run out years ago until Sanzu barged into his office. He nearly shot him for coming in so unmannerly, but kept the gun down.

“I found her!” His voice was boisterous, elated.

Sanzu honestly couldn’t give two shits about you, but whatever made Mikey happy he felt tenfold. 

“Where is she?”

“She’s back in Tokyo apparently to visit a dead relative,” Sanzu responded.

He waltzed further into his office and leaned up against the desk. Spying down at Mikey from underneath his nose, he watched the boss stare off with no indicator what he was thinking. Honestly, it was always hard to figure out what Mikey contemplated. Whatever you thought he was going to do, he did the opposite. 

“Prepare the room.”

Sanzu grinned so hard that his scars creaked. It was about to get fun around here again. 

Coming back to Tokyo was one of the dumbest ideas you have ever had and you were aware of that. You were precautious. Every step to instill your safety, you implemented it. You never used social media, you limited your internet access, kept inside, made sure not to stick to a schedule and stay the fuck out of Tokyo. Despite this, life happens. 

You knew your grandmother was growing old and it came to no surprise she passed away. If it was anyone else you would have lied to your family that you were too busy to come back home, but the thought of your grandmother’s grave barren left you weak enough to buy a bus ticket. 

It was true you were so busy you couldn’t even attend the actual funeral, only able to visit where she was put to rest a day later. You were sure your uncle would still be there as he was her caretaker. The thought of being exposed, out in the open with another person gave you comfort. Though very little as your uncle didn’t even own a knife. If someone came you were both screwed. 

You tried your best to toss the idea away. It had been years since you seen him and you were sure he had long since forgotten you by now. But, that small part of your brain itched and dug in that he doesn’t simply forget his possessions. 

No matter what, this was going to be an in and out operation. You will leave some of her favorite snacks, wish her goodbye and take the next train far, far from here. Maybe you could convince the rest of your family still in Tokyo to come to the countryside with you. The air was always better in Murakami. 

A polite voice on the intercom told you that your stop was coming up. The bus came to a slow stop as it sank to let the people on and off. Lifting yourself off from the uncomfortable seat, you picked up your small bag. Thanking the bus driver, you jumped off to be greeted to the cool, night air. You made your way to the graveyard, it was about a 10 minute walk from the bus stop. If you calculated it right, you had less than 20 minutes to visit her and catch the next bus. You honestly wished it was a shorter time period as being outside for that long of a period left you anxious. 

Clutching your bag, you walked briskly to the site. Maybe you could find a populated shop to reside in until the bus came. The more people, the better. The streets were sparse but enough that made you feel at least some at ease. Keeping your hood up and head down, you had headphones but nothing was playing. Again, you were doing everything to ensure nothing bad will happen. 

In no time, you were at the gravesite. There was no one here. A chill rushed down your back. Fuck taking your time, at this point you will overhand throw the snacks at her grave and high tail out of there. Seething, you abandoned the idea, knowing she would have beat you to kingdom come in the afterlife for doing that. 

“In and out, in and out,” you mumbled to yourself as you nimbly strutted. 

Pulling out packaged strawberry mochi and taiyaki from the pocket of your oversized hoodie, you were careful to place it down near the other snacks surrounding her grave. At least she wasn’t hungry. Slapping your hands together, you whispered, “I’m sorry this will be the last time you will see me. Maybe in a next life we will see each other again.” 

“Awww, how sentimental, Y/n-chan,” a sickly sweet voice chewed out. 

Snapping your head up, you see the second to last person you wanted to see. There in an obnoxious pinstriped suit and hair the same color of your grandmother’s gifted mochi was Sanzu, in all his unsettling glory. 

In your paranoia, you had kept tabs of Toman that then turned into Bonten. Even going as far to sneak onto less than savory websites to keep tabs on the gangsters. There wasn’t much, but you knew enough to fear the man before you. Back in the day, Sanzu was a fly on the wall, he was kind of just… there. 

But here, he was a neon sign of danger. You were in Tokyo for less than two hours and he was able to pinpoint your exact location. Curling your lip up, how naive you were to think what was in the past stayed there. 

Sticking your hands back in your pockets, you thumbed the knife stashed away. Your form pivoted towards Sanzu, staring him dead on. You weren’t going to be intimidated by this pastel troll. 

Eyeing the gun he grasped in his hand, Sanzu was flippant with how he scratched his head with it. 

“You don’t know how happy I am for your stupidity,” he mocked you.

You swiftly ignored the taunt and glanced at somewhere to run. There was a path a little further away that would lead you away from the bus stop but would bring you back to population, hopefully. Just as you were about to jump over the graves, Sanzu shot the ground where you would have landed. A scream bellowed.

You flicked your bouncing eyes to him. He must have been fucking insane to shoot out in the open like that. Sure the gravesite was empty but there were people nearby. Clinging onto the hope someone heard and would be nosey, you shook as Sanzu’s expression dropped. 

“I know I just called you stupid, but let’s not be hasty,” he raised his gun to you, “come with me with no complaints or I will bury a bullet in your fucking thigh. You’re lucky Boss wants you alive.” 

“Eat shit!” you frothed and made a run for it.

Having the advantage of his lanky form, Sanzu was quick to grab your hair before you could even move an inch. Hissing, you grappled onto his hand only for him to shove you away. You collapsed on the ground and grabbed the knife from your pocket. Flicking it open you were about to dig the blade into his calf when he pistol whipped you so hard your head bounced off the concrete. Blood poured from your head down into your bleary eyes, darkness crept in. 

“He never said, you can’t be hurt though. Dumb bitch.”

Whimpering, you winced at the light that pours and invades your eyelids. Flinching from the sudden light, you squinted as you looked at the window disturbing your sleep. It ebbed in slowly before it came rushing in. Everything fucking hurt, especially your head. You attempted to bring a hand up to touch the offending part only to be met with resistance. No, not resistance, you couldn’t move at all. 

Panic started to set in as you attempted to swivel your head to see where you were. The only thing you could move were your eyes and the slightest twitch of your fingers. Tears bubbled out as you sobbed in complete and utter terror.

A pathetic “help” lept from your throat but you might as well whispered it. Looking around with minimal movement you had, you saw you were in a pristine white, canopy bed. It was similar to the one you had in your childhood, the same one you shared with your favorite doll. The canopy was lacey along with the rest of the bedding, at least it was soft from what you could tell. 

Whoever tucked you in, had to courtesy to leave you in somewhat warm clothes. Glancing down at your body, you were clad in the same material as the bed. It was a sweet ivory, similar to a very short wedding dress. It looked and felt expensive. 

Just as you caught your bearings, the door was swung open. Whatever calmness you attempted to instill ranaway as the last person you wanted to stood in the door. With all your might, you willed your legs to work. All you could do was wiggle your toes. If Sanzu sent a shiver down your spine, you might as well abandon your whole nervous system as Mikey only stared at you. 

Your chest hitched, terrified of what was going to become of you. The man said nothing as he slunk further into the room. He looked completely different from the last time you saw him. His skin lost whatever tanned hue he had in his youth, his hair just as pale. His eyes were darker somehow and bags heavy underneath them. He also looked skinnier but you didn’t let that fool you. Even if he was skin and bone, Mikey could take out a hundred men. 

He planted himself next to you. Sitting on the edge, he leaned over to stroke your frozen cheek. His palm quickly became wet. 

“Oh my dear,” his voice was sweet, but his grip turned hard, “how stupid do you think I am?”

Your lips puckered out as he didn’t stop squeezing you until your jaw creaked. “Stop,” you breathed out. 

If Mikey wasn’t so close he wouldn’t have heard you. He leaned over you until you were nose to nose. “You think you are in the position to make commands?”

Locking eyes with you, he continued, “Do you know how long I have waited to see you again? You won’t run away again and I will make sure of it. I am bound to you and you to me. I mean we promised that didn’t we?”

Your brows furrowed before it hit you. That fucking childhood promise. He was still hung up on that?

“You… you’re insane,” you tried to put malice in your voice but it was so hard to move anything. 

“In sickness and in health,” he replied with no mirth. 

Pulling away, he climbed further onto the bed. Spreading your legs, he sat himself in between them. Truly panicking now, you tried to rip your ankles from his grasp but alas your muscles didn’t even twitch. 

“Please,” you begged, “don’t do this to us.”

Mikey laughed but it was hollow, “so there is an us now? I thought you were done with me since high school.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. We can be friends again, just don’t do this!” Working the words around your mouth was difficult and the headache was getting worse. 

“I think we have passed the point of being friends. I have waited my whole life for this and I’m here to collect my prize.”

Your eyes widened at the realization of the date. It was April twenty-eighth, two weeks since Mikey’s twenty-seventh birthday. You were doomed. 

Mikey ignored your internal crisis. His deft hands trailed down the outline of your curves until he met the hem of your dress. Slowly he lifted up the little gown until it was under your breasts. All you could do was whimper as you watched him take and take. 

He curled down to place a kiss on your tummy that was a phantom sensation. “My pretty doll,” he whispered into your skin. 

Fingers crawled back down until they met your just as white panties. He propped himself back up and used both hands to delicately tear the fabric away. A stuttering breath echoed in the room as he stared at your exposed pussy.

“My pretty, pretty doll,” he repeated. 

Subtly you tested again how much you could move, as he took his time to undress you like a present, the more sensation you gained in your limbs. Not enough to run away, but enough to retaliate. Knowing it was futile, you refused to give in so easily. 

Just as he was about to lean back down to plant feathery kisses on your pussy, you reared back your leg and kicked him in the face with all your might. 

It wasn’t enough to break his nose, but enough for blood to pool from it. Mikey lifted himself back up and locked eyes with you. As the blood dripped down to his lips, he licked it away and quirked an eyebrow up at you. An ‘what was that supposed to do?’ was written all over his face without even anything being said.

“You never knew when to give up, did you?”

With that, he pulled your hips up further onto his lap and bent your legs to your chest. Whatever gentleness he had was gone. His fingers ran up and down your exposed slit. You squirmed but he clenched down on your thighs until your circulation was cut off. Seeing you were done moving, he used one hand to hold you down and the other to pull down his pants and underwear. 

It was hard to see his cock from this angle and you were honestly scared to see what was about to force its way into you. Mikey crowded you so all you could see and smell was him. 

“I was going to work you through this but you just had to be a brat. It's okay, we have all our lives for me to show how much I love you.”

He tapped his cockhead against your hole, a silent warning. Fuck it stung as he bullied his way into your cunny. Tears bubbled up again as he carved his way inside you. For such a short man, his cock was long and thick. 

It could have been hours or minutes until his hips met yours. You never felt so full in your life. Clawing at the sheets, you felt yourself start to relax. Mikey seeing you were finally calm enough, he gave little thrusts. You moaned at the feeling. 

Taking the hint, he started to cant his hips. He slowly pulled himself out until it was just his tip and then slamming back in. A scream was punched out of you. Mikey laughed at the chain reaction. Putting more of his weight on you, his hand left one of your thighs to cradle your neck. It wasn’t enough to cut off your breathing but enough to keep you still. 

Mikey kept this rhythm of fucking into you like you were nothing more than cocksleeve. Keeping you close he rambled, “my doll, my possession, my thing, mine.” He seethed out the last word. 

The constant budging against your womb wiped your mind blank. At this point you just wanted to cum even if it was at the hands of him. Sensing you were both close, Mikey let go of your thigh to rub your clit. You moaned out at finally being stimulated. 

Mikey groaned out as you clenched down on him. “Fuck,” he moaned as he was coming up there with you.

After a few more pumps, he came right into you. Being filled with his cum spiraled your own release, shaking and whimpering. A few more spurts came out as you clenched down one last time. Mikey collapsed right on you, not removing himself from you. 

“You’re finally mine,” he breathed out relieved. Still coming down from the high, you spat, “I will never be yours.” 

Mikey slithered his hand across the mattress to come caress your right hand to his. Metal clinked against metal. Turning your head, you saw a ring on both your hands.

“My stupid doll, my naive wife.” 

#yandere mikey #yandere mikey x reader #yandere manjiro sano #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere tokrev #yandere manjiro x reader #yandere x reader #yandere #tokyo revengers smut #viruses #dark.web

[kazutora-kurokawa]

Me U & Hennessy: Toman Founders x Fem Reader

♡ NSFW, vibes → smut, drug use (only weed) + hints at a blunt rotation, alcohol, established relationship for each scenario, public sex, bathroom sex, closet sex, unprotected sex + creampie, sex while intoxicated, oral (fem and male receiving), discreet thigh riding, thighjob, fingering, pet names + praise, and biting, this was unfortunately proofread and my eyes are killing me, buckle up because this is a long read ♡

note 1: This includes all of the Toman founders and is kinda different from what I normally write. I loved writing this (Baji’s part especially) and I'm super proud of how this turned out!

note 2: Huge thank you to @i-literally-cant-with-this for planting this idea in my head and offering help. Sarah I love you 😭🩷

note 3: This is the last note I swear and it's probably the most important one too…I HIT 100 FOLLOWERS AND 2500 LIKES 🥳 I love y'all so much 😭

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Playing cards, snacks, and shot glasses littered the living room table of Mitsuya’s apartment. It was the up and coming fashion designer’s turn to host Toman’s weekly get together and you all took advantage of it by having a smoke sesh. Draken pointed the blunt in your direction, you tried to hold your hand up in an attempt to decline but instinctively grabbed it instead. You were stoned out of your mind and kinda tipsy off a couple shots of henny, so it was probably a good idea to pass it to Mitsuya.

Smoke crowded the room, forcing Baji to open the window. “Baji close the window, it's freezing man!” Kazutora whined while curling up on the couch next to you. “I’m tryna air the room out dipshit! Go get a blanket if you’re cold!” “You two argue like a goddamn married couple.” Draken intervened, chuckling with Mitsuya (who was actively coughing his lungs up). This is essentially how every smoke sesh with them went. Baji and Kazutora arguing, Draken and Mitsuya laughing at everything like two schoolgirls, Mikey raiding the kitchen every five minutes, and Pah-Chin being super quiet and just absorbing the chaos going on around him. Me U & Hennessy by DeJ Loaf blasted in the background, filling your head with unholy thoughts and your inebriation only elevated your desire to fuck. And it most certainly didn’t go unnoticed.

Mikey 💠

As Mikey walked back into the living room his eyes landed on you, noticing the way your breathing became heavy. He walked over to the couch and asked if you wanted to go outside for some fresh air, seemingly oblivious to the way your eyes were devouring him. You two slid out the front door of Mitsuya’s apartment, making your way outside and behind the apartment's staircase. Mikey immediately broke the silence before you could say anything. “So what’s bothering you?” “Nothing’s-” “Shut it! I know you better than that, it’s so obvious that you’re soaked right now.”

You couldn’t even argue with him, he was right for once. “You wanna get fucked right? Prove how bad you want it then.” On instinct you got on your knees as Mikey unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants. He tapped the tip of his dick on your outstretched tongue before slipping the entirety of his length in your mouth. He paused when he felt you gag around him, giving you a moment to adjust to the fullness you felt in your throat. “You look so pretty when you’re choking on my dick ♡” The praise combined with the dirtiness of his words invigorated you, pushing past the slight pain in your throat you started bobbing your head. When you could tell when he was close you started to speed up and pay extra attention to his tip, swirling your tongue around it and leaving kisses on it. “Fuck that’s it, just like that princess~” You quickly slipped him back in your mouth before he came, desperate to feel his hot load go down your throat. He gripped the back of your neck as he came, grunting and praising you all the while. “You better be ready to get fucked when we get home princess, I’m gonna be inbetween your legs all night ♡”

Draken 🐉

After almost laughing himself to death with Mitsuya, Draken noticed the way you shifted on the couch. The way your thighs rubbed together in discomfort. “Hey y/n, you okay? Need me to walk you to the bathroom?” He asked, a playful tone in his voice. “Yeah I actually do.” You got up and followed Draken’s lead into the narrow hallway, stopping at a door that most definitely wasn’t the bathroom. “This isn’t the bathroom.” Draken opened the door to what looked like a supply closet. “Why would I take you to the bathroom if I know that's not what you need right now?” He walked in the closet, beckoning you to follow him. Normally you’d refuse, especially since you were in Mitsuya’s house, but he was just so tempting. You walked into the closet, closing and locking the door behind you.

Before you knew it you two were undressed and he had you bent over with your hands gripping a shelf. His thick cock stretching your tight little pussy with each thrust. If it wasn’t for you biting your lip, your moans would be heard citywide. “So fucking tight, feel so good wrapped around me.” “Faster~” “Oh yea? You want it faster darling? I'll give it to you as fast as you want ♡” Lewd noises filled the closet as Draken pounded into you, hands squeezing your hips tighter and tighter until he finally filled you up. He stayed inside you, not wanting a single drop of his cum to leak out of your cunt. “Let's just stay like this for a while, okay babydoll?”

Baji 🔥

“Baji close the damn windows!” Kazutora yelled at him for the tenth time in a row. “Okay fine, I’ll close the damn windows!” Baji yelled back, annoyed about having to get up again to close the windows he just opened. As he finished closing the windows he turned to Kazutora. “There you happy now?” “Very happy, thank you.” You could hear Baji mumble under his breath as he walked towards the glass door of Mitsuya’s balcony. “I’m gonna go get some air.” He stated, as if anyone other than you were listening. After a few minutes you got up from the couch to join him on the balcony, which probably wasn’t the safest thing considering you just consumed alcohol not that long ago. Baji looked in your direction as you stepped out onto the balcony.

“Hey cutie! Decided to join me?” You nodded in agreement, blushing at the pet name. “Come here pretty girl, lemme hold you.” You walked over to the railing of the balcony, letting him wrap his strong arms around your waist. The cool night air felt so good on your warm skin, but what felt even better was Baji’s hands roaming your body. “Did you really think I wouldn’t notice how warm you are?” His hands slid down to undo your pants. “I remember you mentioning how you’ve always wanted to fuck on a balcony.” “Baji…I wasn’t being serious. I was probably drunk when I said it anyway.” He leaned in to whisper in your ear. “Nah, you were dead sober, so I know it wasn’t the henny talking. Lemme fuck those pretty thighs~” He softly bit into your neck as he slid your pants and panties down far enough for him to comfortably slide inbetween your thighs.

“You’re so fucking warm baby, dripping wet too. You been waiting for this haven’t you?” You could only nod in agreement as his girthy cock slid between your thighs, going back and forth across your soaking wet pussy. The tip of his dick brushing up against your clit, sending shivers down your spine. You were so fucked out and he didn't even put it in. You never even considered that the rest of the guys might see you two, or the fact that you were literally outside. But that didn't matter, not when Baji was biting on your neck and shoulder, nibbling on your ear, and telling you how good you felt. “You feel so good, taste good too. Just can't get enough of you.” Baji’s thrusts started to become sloppier, but he quickly composed himself because he knew exactly what he wanted. He slid his hand between your legs, playing with your clit while he slowly rubbed his cock between your slick folds. As you gushed all over his length, he slipped inside you, filling your pussy with his cum and keeping you warmer than a shot of Henny ever could.

Kazutora 🐅

As Baji proceeded to ignore his complaints about the cold air from the windows, Kazutora decided to actually follow his advice and try to find a blanket. “Hey y/n, come with me to find a blanket real quick?” You two made your way through the hallway, checking closets filled with fabrics and sewing equipment. Kazutora stumbled upon the bathroom and decided to go through the cabinet under the sink. “Kazutora I don't think there's any blankets under there.” You giggled while sitting down on the edge of the tub. “Well duh, I know that. I'm just snooping around a little.” After finding nothing of interest he closed the cabinet, turning his attention to you.

He walked over and crouched down in front of you, laying his head on your thighs. He whimpered underneath you as your fingers gently ran through his hair. “Lemme taste you angel~” He mumbled into your thighs. You didn’t even get a chance to respond before he started taking off your pants, desperate to get a taste of you. “Tora slow down, you act like I’m gonna slip through your fingers.” His muffled response reverberated through your body as he buried his face between your legs, leaving kisses on the insides of your thighs. He practically started drooling when he slid your panties off, taking a moment to admire your pretty pussy before grabbing your thighs and pulling you closer. His tongue circled your clit, sliding between your wet folds to gather as much of your juices on his tongue as he could. He didn’t even bother to praise you, he was far too invested in devouring you to pull away. As the heat in your body built up you gripped his hair, grinding your pussy on his face. His grip on your thighs loosened, allowing you to squeeze his head in between them, letting himself become engulfed in your drenched cunt.

Pah-Chin 🔷

The heat growing between your legs started to become unbearable, prompting you to head to the kitchen for some water to cool you off and maybe sober you up a little. As you chugged a bottle of water you felt a pair of strong hands grip your waist, almost making you choke on the water. You looked back only to be greeted by Pah’s face, his head resting on your shoulder. “Jeez Pah, you scared the hell outta me! Do you need something?” “No, but I can tell that you do.” His hand slid from your waist to the waistband of your pants as he placed delicate kisses on your neck. “Really, in the kitchen of all places? The guys might see us!” “It’s fine baby, just trust me.”

He unbuttoned your pants and slid his calloused hand into your underwear, circling your clit with his middle finger. “You’re so fucking wet for me, lemme take care of you.” His thick fingers worked their way inside you, stretching you out. It was so hard to stay quiet as his fingers went in and out, curling into you and hitting every spot you liked. “You close sugar? I'm not stopping til you cream on my fingers ♡” He didn't have to wait long, as the knot in your stomach unraveled and you finished all over his fingers. Not even a full minute later, with his hand still in your pants, he was asking for more. “You think you can gimme another one baby?”

Mitsuya 🪻

As the smoke in the room started to clear, Mitsuya looked over at you. His eyes scanned every inch of your body, mesmerized by you. He didn’t know if it was the weed heightening his senses or if you’ve always looked as attractive as you did now, and he couldn’t care less. He just wanted you, needed to feel your warmth against him. “Hey love, why don’t you come sit on my lap?” The tone in his voice was so sweet and inviting, how could you deny him? You got up from your place on the couch and positioned yourself on his lap, eventually shifting to just sitting on one of his thighs. His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you close and kissing your shoulder.

He leaned in and whispered in your ear. “I want you to use me to get off ♡” “Taka, not now we-” Mitsuya held his finger against your lips, politely signaling you to shut up. “It’s okay love, I’ll be discreet. Just be as quiet as you can, okay?” You nodded, relaxing in his grip as he slowly rocked your hips back and forth. The music playing from Draken’s bluetooth speaker blared throughout the room, masking the small whimpers you made as Mitsuya put more force on your hips, increasing the friction between his thigh and your clothed cunt. “Go ahead and cum for me pretty baby ♡” You bit your lip to conceal the moan that threatened to spill from your mouth as you came, leaving your panties a soaked mess. “Wanna continue this in my room sweetheart?”

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Taglist

@arlerts-angel , @trevengersprincess , @happy-trenchcoated-impala , @giugiette

#tokyo revengers smut #draken smut #kazutora smut #baji smut #mikey sano smut #pah chin smut #mitsuya smut #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x reader smut

[the-witch-of-one-piece]

Tokyo Revengers Masterlist

Complete Masterlist this will include one shots, headcanons, series, and events! Click the character's name to see the full masterlist.

Toman

Manjiro Sano (Mikey) Ken Ryuguji (Draken) Keisuke Baji Nahoya Kawata Chifuyu Matsuno Takashi Mitsuya Haruchiyo Sanzu Hakkai Shiba

Valhalla

Shuji Hanma Tetta Kisaki

Tenjiku

Izana Kurokawa Ran Haitain Rindou Haitani

Black Dragon 10th Gen

Taiju Shiba Hajime Kokonoi

Black Dragon 1st Gen

Shinichiro Sano Wakasa Imaushi Takeomi Akashi

Multiple character HC!!!! Tokyo Revengers Dad's : Halloween edition

#tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev x you #tokyo rev headcanons #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo rev smut #shuji hanma #kisaki tetta #ran haitani #sanzu haruchiyo #draken #sano manjiro #tokyo manji gang #tokyo manji revengers #baji keisuke #takashi mitsuya #the witch of one piece #valval is writing

[bones4thecats]

When Their S/O Is A Member Of Tenjiku

Type of Writing: #3 - Poll Result Characters: Izana Kurokawa, Kakucho, Shion Madarame, and Hanma Shuji Name: When Their S/O Is A Member Of Tenjiku Original Poll Link: Here

A/N: I have a massive headache rn, and my classes are kicking my ass... thankfully I can still write though! Ha! Fuck you math!

Spoilers for: Tenjiku Arc

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🎴 You and him were fairly similar when it came to your lives

🎴 Years ago, you both had met at his orphanage, since your parents were getting troubled with raising you, they had no choice but to leave you in their care

🎴 Due to this, you, him, and Kakucho, all grew up creating this kingdom you imagined, one that you guys named Tenjiku

🎴 The two boys and you trained for years together, growing similar styles of hitting and kicking, you guys all banded together after leaving that old place and grew to make your dreams real

🎴 Now, just because you are a founding member and are hailed as the '(Ruler) of Tenjiku', that doesn't stop your boyfriend from being protective

🎴 If Izana is as obsessed with you as he is with getting revenge on Mikey, you better believe you're going to be far from in danger

🎴 Whenever a fight emerges, Izana would pledge to put his own life in danger to protect you, and he did once

🎴 During the fight of Tenjiku vs Toman, hearing the sound of him ordered Kakucho dead made you leap into action, grabbing Kisaki's gun and pulling it away to order one of your personal followers to destroy it

🎴 While Kisaki was about to stab you, Izana kicked him away while ordering Tenjiku to flee, saying the fight was over, due to the alert of police arriving

🎴 You're a strong fighter, yes, but, much like with most of the Tokyo Revengers characters, he will still be protective over you

🎴 He also loves looking at you in the uniform, it was very close in appearance to his, though, yours was slightly longer with the coat and your pants were a hint tighter

🎴 Izana also enjoys to fight with you by his sides, the only time he'll ever not be protective over you is when he knows that you can whoop your enemy's ass, and most of the time, you do

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🍂 He is far looser when it comes to being protective over you

🍂 If you can handle most of the members of Tenjiku, you can definitely handle yourself against other gang members that try attacking you

🍂 Kakucho and you grew up best friends with Izana, from the moment you got out of the orphanage to the day you created Tenjiku, you were always beside your friends

🍂 Unlike Izana, Kakucho trusts you when you jump into a fight, you know your limitations better than anyone else ever could, it was your body after all

🍂 Now, more like Izana, he does like seeing you in the uniform, especially when you would slap on his jacket above your own to prove you could handle it when fighting

🍂 He obviously play-fights with you, and it makes every passerby's heart melt seeing two of the strongest members of Tenjiku mess around like a love-struck teenage couple, which you kinda are

🍂 If anyone gives you trouble, such as Ran or Rindou, he always jumps in, despite your protests

🍂 Whenever you guys get into fights, he tries keeping an eye on you no matter where he is

🍂 He may drift a hint farther away from you than intended, but, he always, always, has an eye on you, whether it be from one of his followers or from his own self

🍂 After he got injured at the Tenjiku vs Toman fight, you visit his hospital room to help him heal his emotional trauma, after all, watching your best friend sacrifice himself for you, nearly dying yourself, and seeing your S/O get injured from being stabbed and shot in the leg for escape isn't pleasurable

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🌪️ With Shion, everyone is scared how you're with this guy

🌪️ He's literally called 'Mad Dog' because of how bloodthirsty and mind-driven insane he is! Many wonder what the hell you found attractive about him

🌪️ Unlike Shion, you were an angel, you would help the injured members after a fight, since you rarely ever had to jump in to rescue any, and when you did, you would just throw a distraction in

🌪️ Perhaps that's why he first noticed you, you were so graceful with your attacks while he was more blunt and rough

🌪️ Shion is extremely possessive and protective of you, the only feeling this guy has ever had for years of being a delinquent was a thirst for blood and complete anger

🌪️ Whenever you end up fighting, he gets himself out of his own ordeal to get the guy attacking you down, you were his top priority to keep safe, he could care less about himself

🌪️ Speaking of which, because of that motto, he gets injured constantly

🌪️ For an example, when you guys were arrested after watching Izana die and Kakucho get wheeled off to the hospital, you guys would try sending letters to one another, or try talking while in juvie

🌪️ Even while you're in juvie, he gets into fights to make sure all the other members know you're his and nobody else's

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☠️ Crazy hot duo? Crazy hot duo.

☠️ Hanma is described as an adrenaline junkie, and whenever asked, you would describe him with these main terms; chaotic, flirty- yet caring, a definite adrenaline junkie, and a solid protector

☠️ You have been involved with Kisaki's plans ever since Hanma was, since you were just as good of an ally as your boyfriend was

☠️ Being involved with those plans put you in a ton of danger, and, despite Hanma giving you the option of leaving after each checkpoint, you denied him

☠️ You were there when Baji joined Valhalla, you were there watching from the nearby roof as Kisaki killed Emma, you were even there when the Tenjiku vs Toman assault began

☠️ As Hanma grabbed Kisaki and drove away, you followed, hidden away from Draken and Takemichi on their own bikes, making sure you weren't getting caught by the police like your old allies

☠️ Watching as the bike crashed, probably due to Kisaki's panicking, since, if Takemichi and Draken take him and Hanma down, they could be in jail for a while, oh who am I kidding? Probably for life, they did kill Mikey's sister and plan other things, after all

☠️ You noticed that Draken's bikie wasn't nearby so you stopped yours and began to sneak where Hanma and the braid-wearing blonde fought

" Hanma? Hun, you there? " " Either it's me or I've possessed some else's body. "

☠️ Chuckling as you turned the corner, you covered your mouth and kneeled to help him up, whipping the blood from his forehead with a cloth you carried, you giggled lightly as he cocked an eyebrow

" What's so funny, ya' like seeing your boyfriend injured or somethin'? " " Not really, but I cannot lie when I say this, you're hot with blood on you. " " I don't look hot without blood on me? " " Lord, here we go again... "

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[rozcdust]

The little princess

Pairing: Haitani brothers x younger sister reader

Genre: Fluff, crack

Word count: 2.3k

Warning: Canon divergent, ooc, profanity, kid on a leash, kid close to gang business, jokes about hating men, Kisaki

“Haitani brothers, the rulers of Roppongi. They could get a hundred men to come with just a call.” Chifuyu solemnly explained to Takemichi, nodding in the direction of two men sitting to the side, carefully observing.

“A hundred men?” Takemichi turned to look, halfway expecting hardened criminals with murder in their eyes and prison tattoos, and could already feel himself shake with fear.

What he found instead, was intimidating two men, yes, but one of them, the one with glasses, was tightly holding onto a small child, bouncing his leg, clearly not even noticing the tiny girl trying to braid his hair while putting sparkly clips in it.

Takemichi blinked.

“IS THAT A TODDLER?”

“Shut up about the toddler before they hear you. They’ll kill you.”

Takemichi could only stare as the child climbed into the lap of the other man, who allowed her to adjust as she pleased, with no issues quickly unbraiding one of his braids, combing through the locks with his fingers and letting the girl do as she pleased.

These were the feared Haitani brothers?

Takemichi found that hard to believe as he watched the two men coo at the child, Rindou’s fingers lightly tickling her stomach as the squirmed, giggling.

And why was the kid on a fucking leash?

“Ran! Ran, look! Rinnie too! There’s a pretty lady there!”

Ran glanced between his sister and the general direction as to where she was pointing her finger, trying to figure out who the hell was she talking about.

He really started considering if she should have some positive female influence in her life.

Ah, there, he found it.

The one from Toman, with a mask covering his face and long, platinum hair, clearly busy boxing some guy’s face.

“Princess, pretty sure that’s a guy.” Rindou chuckled, ruffling the girl’s hair as she visibly wilted with disappointment, “Don’t worry though, Ran is also a pretty lady.”

Ran shot a glare at his brother, who merely grinned.

“Luna! Luna!” A tiny voice called, drawing both the attention of Mitsuya and his younger sisters.

A small girl, no older than 5, was running towards them clumsily, in clearly too pretty of a dress and too impractical of shoes for such a task, almost tripping and falling multiple times, yet persisted until she reached Luna, slamming into her with a bone-crushing hug.

Luna’s face lit up as she hugged the girl back, a smile splitting her usually serious face in half.

“Y/n! Hi! How are you?”

“I’m okay!”

Before Mitsuya could as much as ask who this child was, and why was she on the busy streets of Roppongi by herself, a panicked, breathy voice interrupted him, calling for the girl.

“Y/n?! Y/N! WHERE ARE YOU?!”

“She’s here!” Mitsuya called out, presuming the male voice was the girl’s father, but as a familiar, rather unpleasant face pushed through the crowd, Mitsuya’s heart sank to his heels.

The older Haitani seemingly didn’t even notice him, instead scooping up the tiny girl into his arms, pressing her close to his chest.

“Good god, sweetie, you can’t do that, we talked about this! Rin and I got scared to death! What if something happened to you?!”

“Sorry,” The small girl murmured, burying her face into Ran’s collar, “I just wanted to say hi to my friend.”

“Haitani y/n, you have to tell us where you want to go so we can go with you!” Rindou appeared out of nowhere, out of breath as much as his older brother, his glasses crooked and slightly steamed. He glared at the child with a stern expression, “Next time I’m putting you on a leash.”

“Sorry, Rinnie.” The girl mumbled against her older brother’s neck, whose panic finally seemed to dissipate and turn to relief as he stroked her hair, gently rocking the child in his arms.

“Don’t worry, sir! Y/n would be safe with us and my brother! You’d get her back in one piece!” Luna enthusiastically responded, nodding wildly as if that affirmed her statement.

Ran finally looked away from the girl Mitsuya assumed was y/n, glancing at Luna, then at Mitsuya.

A grin split his face practically into two.

“Mitsuya, lovely seeing you here.”

“Haitani.” Mitsuya nodded, acknowledging him, if rather unwillingly.

He still hasn’t forgiven him for slamming a brick into his fucking head.

“Hi, Mr. Haitani! I’m Luna, y/n’s friend from school!” His younger sister grinned, taking a step towards the two brothers before Mitsuya could as much as try to pull her back, extending her tiny arm to offer the Haitanis her hand to shake.

Ran, then Rindou, both took it, shaking it rather softly considering the bullshit Mitsuya has seen them be capable of doing.

“Hi Luna, what a pretty name!” Rindou leaned down to be at a more of an eye level with the girl, smiling lazily.

She spoke too fast for Mitsuya to try and rather firmly excuse himself and his sisters.

He would literally rather lick the asphalt clean than spend a minute more with the Haitani brothers.

“Thank you! You could go with us if you want? I haven’t seen y/n in so long-“

Long time, his ass.

Luna hasn’t seen her friend since literally earlier that afternoon.

The girl perked up, still in Ran’s arms, and looked between both her brothers with excitement.

“Yes, yes! Can we, please? Please, please, please?”

“Well, princess, since you asked so nicely.” Rindou nodded, extending his arm to offer the girl a quick pat on the head. He unclipped one of the numerous colourful butterfly clips littering the girl’s hair, fixing it to hold all the strands back into place.

Of course the fucking Haitanis, rulers of Roppongi and flashiest bastards alive, had to also dress that tiny child like she won’t be running around and ruining the dress.

Idiots.

Mitsuya truly, genuinely did not want to go anywhere with the two bastards, but he was pretty sure Luna would throw a tantrum if they didn’t.

Come to think of it, Luna and Mana rarely cared for men, only liking their older brother and tolerating Hakkai on best days, as opposed to being obsessed with any girl they met, but they seemed to like the Haitani brothers well enough, probably due to their long hair and the fact Ran looked like a living, breathing doll with his long braids and stupidly soft facial features.

Heavy-hearted, Mitsuya took Mana’s and Luna’s hands and continued, now in tow with the Rindou and Ran fucking Haitani, to the carnival.

That was the start of their long-lasting, if begrudging, comradery.

Izana curiously stared down at the small girl, who confidently stared at him back, her small head tilted up to look at him properly.

When Kakucho said the Haitani brothers had two demands, Izana did not expect… This, whatever the hell this is, to be a part of them.

He was pissy about them having different uniforms, the cocky bastards, sure, but he stomached that well enough, no issues there.

This, however-

This.

He knew they had a younger sister, but he expected her to be younger by maybe a couple of years, probably around Kakucho’s or Kisaki’s age.

Not by a whole decade and some change.

Apparently, they did not trust anyone else to be left with her, so they just casually brought her around gang members and let her run wild and do whatever she pleased, as long as she was within their eyesight.

Come to think of it, she was tiny for her age, hold old was she even? 4, 5? A baby, basically, and Izana had to wonder, what the fuck do they feed her?

Clearly not enough milk.

Maybe Izana was just short.

The girl took her tiny rucksack off her back, rummaging around it as she stuck her tongue out in concentration.

Finally, she seemed to find what she was looking for.

“You look sad, Mr. Kuro- Ku- Kuroka- Mr. ‘Zana! Do you want a juice box? Or a snack?” Holding out an apple juice towards him in one hand, a small bento box in the other, she tilted her head cutely, “It always cheers me up, and Rinnie says it’s important to share.”

Izana could now understand why the Haitanis adored the kid.

In his defence, he wasn’t soft, not at all, no ma’am, nuh-uh, not the feared Izana Kurokawa, he has never been soft in his life.

It was just hard to see a tiny child, dressed like a doll, her hair in pigtails with pom-poms, offering him her afternoon snack, and not immediately wish to scoop her up and coddle her to death.

If the other Tenjiku members wanted to comment on Izana letting the girl sit on his shoulders, they didn’t, but he noticed the smug look Kakucho gave Ran.

Bastards.

Now, Mucho and Mochi were never particularly liked by kids, they usually either started crying or hid behind their parents when the two men passed, and honestly? They were fine with that.

You, however.

You apparently decided they were just two huge teddy bears, and perfectly appropriate for jumping on, often tugging on the leg of their pants to ask them to pick you and throw you in the air.

And they always indulged you, because you were too damn cute with your wide eyes and tiny face.

No, Mochizaki Kanji and Muto Yasuhiro were not soft for the youngest Haitani sibling, don’t be ridiculous.

Glancing up from his game of shogi with Mucho, Sanzu found you fixated on him, situated on Ran’s lap as you stared intently in awe.

They were in the Tenjiku hideout, doing nothing at all really, mostly just hanging around and playing games, one of the rare slow days when everyone was exhausted and just wanted to relax.

And of course, the Haitians brought you along, seemingly forsaking the usual dresses they put on you in favour of a frankly adorable outfit of floral-patterned overalls, hair braided and clips added to match, and a turtleneck, fretting about you possibly getting sick.

It was undeniable, to say the least, that you were Tenjiku’s favourite little creature, each and every member, including Izana, practically tripping over each other in a rush to cater to whatever need and whim you may have, constantly offering you snacks and toys, bundling you up in blankets whenever you as much as shivered, and rarely a second passed when you weren’t either in somebody’s hands or on someone’s lap.

Sanzu fretted imaging the kind of spoiled brat you’d grow up into, but shockingly, the Haitanis, seemed to be doing a good job of raising you to be a perfectly polite little girl, always saying ‘please’ and ‘thank you’ and insisting on calling everyone ‘Mister’ even if they did tell you to just call them by their name.

The Tenjiku members did make a competition of who would be your favourite, and even if Ran and Rindou continuously held the first place, the others fought tooth and nail for the second, going as far as to try and bribe you.

They all offered you to buy anything you wished if you just said they were your favourite, but you always diplomatically shook your head, shyly noting you liked them all the same.

Even if everyone knew Sanzu was the second favourite.

He wasn’t even sure why, he never interacted with you much, as he found kids to be sticky and loud messes he preferred to keep as far away from himself as possible, and yet, you persisted.

You insisted on calling him miss at first, not grasping the concept of a man being as pretty as he was, and bloody no one corrected you, as they found it adorable, even if Sanzu was not amused.

After a couple of mishaps, however, you learned, but still stuck to him as glue.

You toddled out of Ran’s lap, who merely glanced at you to make sure you weren’t gonna wander off too far, before focusing again on his conversation with Izana, and towards him.

“Mr. Sanzu? Mr. Mucho? Can I watch you play?” Tilting your head so your nose was touching the table, Mucho and Sanzu both nodded, Mucho already reaching out to pick you up under your armpits and seat you on his leg, but you shook your head, gently pushing his arms away.

“Sorry, Mr. Mucho, would you be upset if I sat with Mr. Sanzu today? Brother said I can if Mr. Sanzu agrees.”

Mucho smiled, barely, amused as he glanced up at Sanzu, quirking his eyebrow in question.

Containing the urge to roll his eyes, knowing his captain will tease him about this for the foreseeable future, Sanzu nodded, picking you up and letting you curl up into his lap.

Shrugging off his jacket, he tucked it around your shoulders, proceeding with the game as Mucho and he both started to explain the rules to you.

“Mr. Kisaki? What happened to-,” Unsure of how to explain your feelings, you simply gestured to your face, “That?”

“Huh?” Dumbly, Kisaki stared down at you, unsure of how to respond.

He couldn’t stand you, almost wanting to punt you across the room every time you toddled up to him, but he knew that would be a sure-proof way to get massacred, so he at least tried to be polite.

Ran’s burning and obvious hatred of both him and Hanma seemed to be infectious.

“Your face, I mean. Was it some kind of accident?”

Kisaki felt his eye twitch as Hanma started wheezing next to him.

“That is quite rude, y/n.”

“Nuh-uh! Brothers say it’s okay to ask men why they’re ugly, but not women, because there are no ugly women! Only men! They also say men are trash!”

Kisaki looked up and glared at the two men, hard, who merely smirked in amusement, focused on their game of cards.

“How the hell are you raising her?!”

Ran didn’t even spare him a glance as he spoke.

“We’re currently hoping for a raging misandrist.”

“Yeah,” Rindou nodded, fixing his glasses, “Though, just a regular amount of hatred towards men would be okay too, don’t wanna put too much pressure on her, ya know?”

Kisaki considered shooting them both on sight.

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