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tilliethetraveler · 5 years

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Tillie sat with her hands resting lightly on her journal as she gazed curiously at the being across from her. At first glance, they seemed like a human woman, but her instincts and experience told her otherwise. Through her travels, she learned that not everything, nor everyone, is what they initially appear to be.

The stranger across her sought her out yet remained hidden by the deep shadows of their cowl. They seemed to have intentionally chosen this dark corner, away from nearby candlelight or any windows, since they had beckoned her to them.

Tillie had come willingly, but she debated leaving as the stranger had yet to speak. As if on cue, they slowly shook their head and crossed their arms.

"I have a story for you, youngling."

Tillie's eyes narrowed slightly, not in offense to her apparent 'young' age, but since her curiosity increased. She was not generally considered 'young' within any culture or species.

The being sighed and appeared to settle in as their shoulders relaxed and they took a deep breath.

"My story starts with a young woman, as most romance stories do. She was young, beautiful, and full of a bounding energy that lightened every room she entered and lifted the spirits of every person she met. She was a gentle summer breeze on a bright sunny day. As young boys do, they all fell in love with her. But this young woman skipped past them all. She was neither haughty nor arrogant, but rather found her happiness in peaceful interactions. She did not seem to have the time nor the want for any romantic encounters nor even any dalliance hidden behind doors. She became a legend and a purity symbol. That was, until a stranger wandered into town. They had heard of her beauty and purity and were curious. This stranger marked the beginning of a stream of regular visitors. None won her heart nor her loyalty. Hundreds visited, and hundreds left.

Until, one day, a man just like any other came into town. He visited her as all the others did, but he did not beseech her nor ask for her love. He merely gazed upon her face, thanked her for her time, and departed. Curious, the young woman invited him to talk further, the first such request. The stranger stayed for a week, spending time with the young woman every day. The town grew more and more tense in anticipation, they all wondered if he was finally the one.

The young woman slowly fell in love with his sharp intellect and quick wit, and maybe the slight twinkle in his eyes whenever he looked at her. He was her first love, and she became swept away in the romance of it, lost in a pink haze of happiness. Her joy brightened the town even further and caused her skin to glow.

The next day, it was announced that she had finally chosen a man and would leave with him to return to his home. The town both mourned and celebrated the news. The young woman had chosen her other half yet was leaving the town.

The day she left was loud and bright as everyone came out to bid their farewell. As the carriage and horses disappeared over the hills and into the horizon, the town became silent. The lights seemed to dim a little and the air weighed down heavier. Everyone shrugged and moved on, saying it must be the weather.

Two weeks later the town went dark. All light suddenly went out without any reason or warning, and the air felt as if it was all sucked away. Everyone felt a heavy weight slam down on their shoulders and an undeniable grief well from deep within their chests as tears began to pour from their eyes. The buildings, the people, and the very ground where the young woman had walked on all cried out in great sorrow.

Days later the town received word, news they already knew deep in their hearts. Their beloved, pure young woman was dead. Not only was she dead, but she was brutally murdered in some sort of dark, evil ritual. Some speculated the ritual needed her beauty, others argued it was her purity that was the final ingredient. No one knew, since the stranger had disappeared without a trace, never to be found. They stopped searching for answers after a few months, and after a few years her memory began to fade.

But I did not forget, and I did not give up. I found the answers others were unable to discover. Most days, I wished I hadn't looked, that I hadn't chosen to watch someone else.

The unknown ritual that she was used in was a gate to another dimension, sometimes called the Underworld.

When her last breath departed her body, her soul coincidentally ended up there. Her soul was supposed to go elsewhere, but due to the ritual not being fully completed in every way, she passed through the portal as well.

Poor thing was so lost and confused. Took her a few days to realize she was no longer amongst the living. And when her love finally appeared, since time works differently, she had thought her savior had arrived. The young woman was both ecstatic and cautious, she approached her lover and asked,

“Why did you come to the underworld for me?”

Her lover no longer had any use for her and barely spared her a glance. He arrogantly replied,

"I didn't come for you. I came to rule this place."

Her screams and cries became lost as her lover buried her far, far into the realm, never to be heard again. He turned his back on her once more and forgot as the years passed on.

But I never forget. When she had faded from all memories and she finally fell silent, I snuck into the Underworld, passed the creatures and guards, to where she was kept.

And I set her free."

Tillie spent a few more moments calmly writing in her journal, then she gently set the quill down and sealed the book. She glanced back up at the stranger and bowed her head.

"Thank you for telling me your story."

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thvkei · 7 months

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tokyo rev; how they hug !

including. mikey, draken, baji, mitsuya.

summary. pinterest pics describing how they’d hug reader<3 i think we all need 1 rn!! enjoy:)

part two.

MANJIRO SANO .

‘ mikey is arguably the comfiest hugger of them all. he’s the type to drape his arms around you at the most random times, letting out a huff through his pink lips. he weighs you down. when you ask him what’s up, he’ll just hum, nuzzling closer. doesn’t let go—especially when you’re busy. ‘

KEN RYUGUJI .

‘ draken isn’t that into pda, but there are times when he feels you need it. in that case, he’ll lock an arm around your neck and pull you close, planting a kiss on your head. when you’re alone, he always finds himself draping an arm around your shoulder. it always ends with your head snug between his bicep and his chest, warmed by the thick muscles underneath. ‘

MITSUYA TAKASHI .

‘ with mitsuya, it’s usually the subtle touches. but when he can get away with it, he’ll never miss an opportunity to have you in his arms, right up against his chest. he’s a head cradler. the one who breathes in your scent and rocks you side to side. the one who hugs you like you’re home. ‘

BAJI KEISUKE .

‘ call me biased, but in my opinion, baji offers the type of hug you’d never wanna leave. ‘c’mere,’ he’d beckon as he scoops you up in those strong arms. he has his own personal spidey sense for when you need an arm or two that he’s never ashamed to give you, no matter where or when. he’s firm. grounding. yours. ‘

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thvkei · 7 months

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jjk ; how they’d hug !

including. yuji, megumi, nobara.

summary. how the first years and their teacher would hug you :)

YUJI ITADORI .

‘ yuji is extra in everything he does—especially so when it comes to loving you. within months of being in his presence, there becomes nothing more familiar than his sweater-clad arms closing in around you, lifting you up and pulling you close. his lips all over your face, cheeks, brows, neck. giggles in between. always. anywhere. he loves you. ‘

MEGUMI FUSHIGURO .

‘ when i think of quiet love, my mind goes straight to megumi. he’s soft and careful, but also firm. there’s a sense of need behind every embrace. he wants you to know that not a moment with you is wasted. small moments when chest meets chest is a reminder of that fact, where each letter of your name is spelled out by his heartbeat. ‘

NOBARA KUGISAKI.

‘ nobara has her moments of fierce independence. she’s fiery. hot to the touch. however those smoldering flames come to settle in your arms, whether she likes to admit it or not. they always end in a kiss, sealing her warmth between the dip of your lips. there’s not one hug you share that has no worth to her. all of them matter. just like you. ‘

GOJO SATORU .

‘ there’s not enough words in any dictionary to describe the way gojo feels around you. with a grip that’s firm like ice, he channels so much warmth and love, all held together by you. inspired by you. you are his only love. his last love. his. so don’t you ever leave. ‘

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thvkei · 8 months

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tokyo revengers text threads; little nothings!

including. mikey, draken, baji, mitsuya.

summary. just them being the most amazing boyfriends ever:p send requests with what they should react to!! 💗

#✩°｡; tilliewrites #text thread #tokyo revengers reacts #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev x you #draken x reader #mikey x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #baji x reader #mikey fluff #draken fluff #baji fluff #mitsuya x reader #mitsuya fluff #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo rev x y/n #tokyo rev hcs #tokyo revengers x you

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thvkei · 1 year

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hi kira! me again lol

I got this idea while trying to sleep last night but what if the haitani brothers had a sister (maybe their twin? like rindou or ran's twin since they're different ages) who's deaf? and if tenjiku meets her, how will they react?

- love Ria ✨

IMAGINE ME, BUT TWICE !

ft. rindou, ran, izana, kakucho, shion, hanma, kokonoi x fem!reader

genre. sprinkle of angst, fluff, headcanons

notes. HI RIAAA<3 this was so cute my heart hurts :,)) + this post is sfw, but this account contains nsfw content. please do not follow if you're a minor.

growing up with a disability with your two brothers took not only great hardships, but also a huge amount love.

in your case, you were born hard-of-hearing and was completely deaf by the time you were three.

being rindou's twin sister was something you'd always known. you'd never known a life outside him, and your older brother, ran.

you and the boys had a rough childhood. your parents were bums, resulting in the three of you deciding to make a life for yourself at the measly ages of 12 and 11.

ran was only 1 when you two were born, but he quickly began to grasp that you didn't respond to his voice like rindou did. it hurt him deeply, especially more so when your mother refused to attend any type of therapy or sign language lessons.

so, as soon as he was able to, he took it upon himself to learn how to attend to yours and rindou's needs. it was hard. extremely. but he couldn't let you be treated the way he was. neglected and alone, ran fought to keep the two of you safe under the so called 'guidance' of your two useless parents.

by the time he was 10 and you and rin were 9, you developed your own methods of conversation.

as most kids make fun of things they don't understand, such as disabilities, you were teased for your voice from a young age - which caused you to shy away from speaking and only rely on writing and sign for communication.

meeting new people was hard, but, under the protection of your two big brothers, no one dared question you or your lack of speech. any one who did or had previously was left with a broken nose - at least.

due to growing up with them, it was almost a given that you would adopt their attitude. how someone could convey so much sass through their expressions alone, the brothers weren't sure. but they loved it; they loved how you expressed yourself regardless of other people's opinions, even if sometimes it was at their expense.

you'd also, thanks to years of practice and close observation, taught yourself how to lip read. it's always funny when you would appear out of nowhere during, well, what they assumed was a private conversation, and easily answer any inquires or issues they were facing despite not asking you directly.

of course, you knew they were delinquents. and good ones, at that. even though their lifestyle was dangerous, you were drawn to it, naturally. seeing how much fun they had always enticed you, especially since you'd spent so many years of your life living under the armor they forged themselves.

the boys knew you were strong. they'd taught you everything they knew over the years. so when you asked them if you could join tenjiku and fight by their side and they refused, you responded by wrapping your legs around your older brothers head and slamming him against the ground.

yeah, they changed their minds pretty quickly.

tenjiku wasn't aware of the haitanis' little sister until they were face to face with her, staring in confusion at the little girl who closely resembled their cogent executive, rindou.

izana tilted his head at you, staring in confusion. this was the powerful up-coming new member of his gang? a girl?

"she may be deaf, but trust me-" ran smirked, standing at your side with his arms folded. "she gets what she wants."

it was ironic, really, how good you were at convincing people. it had been a skill you'd never lacked in. when you wanted something, you got it. and you prided yourself in that fact.

kakucho is immediately drawn to your ambitious and fearless demeanor, the way you handle yourself - the way you handle others. he admires it. you almost make a weakness look like a strength.

izana is familiar with the basics of sign language, he'd learned it back in the orphanage he stayed in out of boredom and curiosity.

kokonoi isn't familiar with the language nor does he care. sure, you may be useful, but your weakness is so great that he assumes that you will only drag tenjiku down. however he doesn't object.

shion finds it rather amusing, a deaf girl trying to interfere with hardcore gang shit, deciding not to conceal a short laugh. that mistake immediately earned him an almost lethal punch from rindou. sending him towards the ground with a crack.

kisaki thinks it's stupid to get someone like you involved in a gang war. you will only be a liability to them, he thinks. my, how wrong he is.

hanma is, like izana, curious. it's clear to everyone here that you have rin and ran wrapped around your little finger. which consequently meant that you basically had an army of men at the of every whisper, weep or cry. you're powerful. he likes that.

as the days passed by, you continued to prove yourself to them, rounding up new members, strong ones, and leaving them at your disposal. the tenjiku members, apart from ran and rindou, of course, who already knew how you operated, were left speechless.

they found themselves learning sign language on their own will, wanting to understand more about you and how your brain worked. even shion picked up a goddamn picture book.

kokonoi finds himself reluctantly interested, refusing to admit to any one else that your abilities really did outshine your drawback.

however, while you're good at fighting, you aren't the best.

this becomes apparent when a deranged and practically nuts member of a rival gang lunges for you and you barely dodge him, scarcely avoiding a knife in your side.

kokonoi grabs you quickly, shoving you behind him without even thinking. his own actions leave him completely shocked and confused.

tenjiku in turn leaves him permanently paralyzed, discovering that over time you had also swooned them. they weren't sure how, or why, but it just happened.

even though he would never admit it directly, kakucho enjoyed your company and respected you as a fellow member.

the first time hanma made an effort was when he learned a pun in JSL, which came as a huge surprise to you.

that was also the first time he heard your voice - when you tried to hide your laughter from him by covering your mouth with your hand.

he was immediately smitten.

over time, tenjiku progressively become more protective. it's like an instinct. one bad word of you, and their opposition is dead. that's just how it works.

ran and rindou continue to be your number one boys, the brothers you can rely on above all else.

izana trusts you with plans and keeping everyone in order and respects you as his underling. but on a personal level, he thinks even more of you.

even kisaki learns some of the basic cues, giving you at least a little respect even though you often make it known that you don't enjoy his company.

overall, being the haitani's underestimated little sis had its perks. having a disability didn't change how much they loved you in the slightest. it just made you stronger.

please do not repost or steal my work ─ i don't allow translations or resposts on any other platforms.

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thvkei · 1 year

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SNOWBOUND BABY / TOKREV X READER.

@thvkei; cute lil things our boys do during winter ⟡ part one.

ft. takemichi, mikey, and draken x gn!reader

genre. fluff, headcanons

notes. this post is sfw, but this account contains nsfw content. please do not follow if you're a minor.

✰ TAKEMICHI.

as hard as he tries to be the stoic, protective boyfriend, something about the way the snow spills fluidly from the abundance of clouds above his head makes his heart retreat to his childhood days.

he loves winter, but hates the cold. you find it funny how he humors himself by building snow castles and other childish matters, yet complains when the icy burn of frost bites at the tips of his fingers.

CONSTANTLY gets caught underneath the mistletoe. he finds it so embarrassing but he loves kissing you so he can't complain.

gingerbread-house-decorating-competition in which his literally falls apart in front of your eyes and you hysterically watch him try and piece it back together.

no matter how long you've been dating, he still gets flustered when you take his cheeks between your palms, soothing the redness that consumes them due to the biting cold.

takes you to see a christmas play but it turns out to be for kids. you both get bored and end up running out, giggling whilst plotting to meet up with his friends and get tipsy on eggnog and mulled wine.

big fan of hot chocolate, but is absolute ass at making them. how someone can be bad at making at hot drink, you aren't sure. however, after his first and only attempt, you ultimately decide that you'll be in charge of making them from now on.

leaves buying christmas presents until last minute bc he thinks he can handle it... wrong L bozo. 💀

panics on christmas eve and embarrassedly calls you in the middle of a clothes store asking what your size is.

ends up buying you a pair of matching pjs, they're super cute 'n fluffy <3

tries so hard to wrap your presents but he literally can't figure out how to make it look neat for the life of him 😭. skill issue tbh.

running up to him before he can slip out for work in the morning, wrapping his scarf around his neck and planting a kiss on his cheek while he quietly recognizes how lucky he is to have you in his life.

ice skating date where takemichi falls so many times you swear he will be littered in bruises the following day, which you were right about.

flu season. he believes he's immune, (he's not), and always ends up sick.

taking a hot shower together to warm up :))

BLANKET HOGGER‼️ steals the blankets from you when you're asleep, so you have to literally have to fight him for them. falls off the bed.

✰ MIKEY.

literally a winter fiend.

unbothered by the cold but always faces the consequences, which is lowkey annoying cuz he always catches a cold 'n then you have to babysit his ass back to full health.

steals all your coats, hoodies and jackets even though he has his own.

when you question him on it, he either lies about stealing, (even when he's LITERALLY wearing it), or deflects your accusing tone with a compliment.

"you know, the snow really brings out the color of your eyes. they're s'pretty, y/n. ♡."

"mikey 😐."

if you're stupid enough to even TRY and wear a scarf in his vicinity, you better run cuz he will grab that shit 'n force you to share.

forces you to make him hot coco (with whipped cream 'n marshmallows ofc)

he loves decorating the tree, will put you on his shoulders to place the star at the top ˊᗜˋ

intently watches you wrap presents. sticking your tongue out, fiddling with the tape 'n trying to hold it all together. he thinks it's so cute and endearing, he can't bring himself to help when you look so adorable.

gets concerningly pale?? i mean, he's already pale, but when he's cold, he gets like even whiter LMAO some1 help him

loves making snow angels

takes you on his bike to see the christmas lights!!

starts snowball fights out of fucking nowhere. you swear he almost gave you a concussion once but he denies it ever happening smh. 🤥

trying to do a christmas movie marathon but tbh good luck bc this man can't focus for more than 5 minutes.

as well as being a blanket hogger, in winter, mikey and the concept of personal space become complete strangers. bro will cling to you like you're tryin' to go somewhere when actually you're just trying to sleep.

✰ DRAKEN.

one of the best winter boyfriends omg!!

constantly warm. it's like hugging a fucking radiator, but in a good way :D

the feeling of waking up next to him in winter is unmatched. your head lies on his chest, and his bicep holds your waist against him with the perfect strength. soft snores pass through his open lips, blonde locks strewn across the pillow.

late night trips to the convenience store bc u want snacks!!

constantly shoving an extra layer of clothes on you, just to be safe.

personally isn't a fan of the cold, but bares it for you.

you force him to go ice skating with you, but all it takes is one fall and he's stomping off the rink cussing out the ice whilst you cling to him, drowning in your own giggles.

strokes you hair as you watch christmas classics, feeling his chest vibrate with gentle laughter as he cradles you against him.

laughing at him because he's wearing mittens LMAO

surprise attacking him with a wrestle in the snow, only to end up pinned beneath him panting and tapping out because his bodyweight is crushing you.

would take a lot of convincing, but would wear a onesie if it really made you happy.

going on a cut-your-own-christmas-tree-farm date and my god does he make a fine lumberjack.

even though you’d been extra cautious, you still got sick. but don't worry, ken takes care of you.

that is after he's lectured you on wearing warmer clothes even though you literally wear at least two hoodies every time you walk outside.

gets pissed when you shove snow in his hood and doesn't notice until he pulls it over his head. 💀

making cookies together but somehow coming out with triple how many you were acc supposed to make so your kitchen was practically overflowing with the damn things.

going on a date to see the fireworks. draken stares at you with love and true adoration in his eyes as you gawk at the pretty streams of light, lips forming an 'o' as you admire the way they shoot through the sky. he's never been happier.

please do not repost or steal my work ─ i don't allow translations or resposts on any other platforms.

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thvkei · 1 year

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101 w/ hanma for the smut prompts would be so hot … thank you in advance <3

“lift your hips up for me.” ⤏ hanma shuji.

notes. this dialoge is so fkn sexy w/ him ty nonnie ♡

"makin' a mess of those shorts, baby." hanma notes as he hooks his slender fingers through the elastic waistband of your pajama shorts and releases it with a sharp snap, luring out a hiss as it slaps back against your skin. his knee grows warm with slick as it presses harder against your clothed cunt, forcing his bed to dip while mewls spew from your drooling lips.

"such a sweet lil thing," hanma grins wickedly, humming as he pulls back. his eyes settle on your chest, the bed covers falling away and revealing your body to him. “hmm,” he licks his lips, “pretty eyes and pretty tits; it’s hard to know where I should look.”

heat consumes every inch of your face as you squirm under his golden gaze, eager for his touch. you're so hot, and he's barely done anything. "please. stop teasin', shu."

hanma’s captivated by the image in front of him, the parted lips and the breathless pleads that you gush, countless obscene thoughts racing through his mind, a manifestation of the sinful hunger you rooted inside him. who's he to say no to a face like that?

hanma nudges his nose against yours as the two of you come face to face again. “jus' wanna savor you, baby,” he assures you, hooking his fingers under your chin and pressing his lips against yours. it’s a slow kiss, almost only against your bottom lip, which he pulls at with his teeth, groaning as you whimper at the little bit of pain. “now,” he looks at you directly in your eyes, his own eyes, two pools of ocean blue, darkened from desire, “lift your hips up for me.”

and you obliged, arching so he could pull off your shorts and lace-trimmed underwear with them. "fuck."

you're dripping. there's a thick sheen that paints your puffy folds like glazed confectionery—perfect 'n sweet 'n all fuckin' his. no matter how many times the sight meets hanma's ravenous gaze, each time, his mouth flushes with an influx of saliva that urges to glide over both your lips.

a strangled whine is heard as hanma eagerly dips his hand down to replace your cotton panties, rubbing your clit with his thumb and inserting two fingers into your aching pussy. "atta fuckin' girl," he mumbles, crashing his lips against yours, his tongue delving into your mouth.

#✩°｡; tilliewrites #☁︎; anon !#shit ending but ykyk #thank u for this req!! made mi feel so fuzzy bshsjsj #shuji hanma smut #hanma smut #hanma shuji x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo rev x reader #hanma drabble #hanma x reader #shuji hanma #ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁; n.sfw

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thvkei · 1 year

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hi (●’◡’●)ﾉ

I wanted to ask if you could do a headcanon for mitsuya and chifuyu with a reader like ochako from mha?

(*ˊᗜˋ*)ᵗᑋᵃᐢᵏ ᵞᵒᵘ

MY GIRL LIKE URAVITY !

ft. mitsuya and chifuyu x fem!reader

genre. fluff, headcanons

notes. this ask is so cute :,DD thank u for requesting cutie <3 i defo got carried away w/ this LMAO + this post is sfw, but this account contains nsfw content. please do not follow if you're a minor.

✰ MITSUYA.

you and mitsuya are often depicted by others as two sweethearts who are head over heels for each other. everyone knew he would go to the ends of the earth for you, as you would him. your love is warm, soft and, fuzzy. a bubbling fire in an arctic storm. unquestioned and unrivaled.

when you first met, mitsuya was immediately drawn to your kind, gentle, and empathetic nature. in need of money, you decided to sign yourself up for a tutoring job for a little girl. a little girl that happened to be his sister.

he would've taught her himself, aware that she was a little behind in school because of how determined she was to help him take care of their mother, but for the reasons aforementioned, he was unable to.

and that's where you came into his life.

an awkward, bumbling mess who first stumbled onto his doorway, flushed and greeting him with the sweetest smile he'd ever seen.

he ushered you inside with warmth stinging his cheeks, offering to make you a drink, which you sweetly accepted.

and dare he say, the moment you kneeled down before his sister with your soft, honey-like voice, offering a hand for her to shake, he fell in love.

for the next couple of weeks, he would try and make conversation with you. he loved how flustered you would get, even by just the sound of his voice, and the way you'd stare at him with big, oogling eyes.

'adorable' he would mentally note.

it wasn't until one night when you came over and mitsuya's friends were over that you learned more about his personal life besides the information you got from his sisters, discovering quickly that he was a delinquent that indulged in a well-known gang in the local area.

caught off guard, you stood and stared, stumbling over your words.

and you were even more so when they greeted you by name, casually dropping the embarrassing truth that mitsuya had been going on about you for months.

he, of course, scolded them as you stood in the doorway, only stopping when he heard your lighthearted giggles.

"it's okay, takashi," you smiled brightly, "all good things, i hope?"

"y-yeah... of course," he replied, trying to suppress the bashful smile that threatened to consume him.

after the session with his sister, his friends offered that you stay and hang out, an offer which you hesitantly accepted.

the leader of toman, mikey, loved teasing you. he loved how sheepish you would get, hiding your face from him when he pressed you about your feelings for mitsuya. at which point draken would promptly drag him into a playful headlock, telling him to knock it off.

you swear in all of those moments, had it not been exceptionally weird and inappropriate, you could've kissed him.

only problem being you wouldn't of either way, considering you harbored great feelings for his 'twin dragon'.

oh shit.

now you yourself acknowledged your feelings. you knew they were there, that they existed. that flip your tummy did every time he gave you a pat on the head happened far too often to be a coincidence. when he'd call your name and take you by surprise. when you'd catch him staring, leaning against the doorway with a smirk. it was all coming to you now. you knew.

for so long, you tried to repress your feelings, too scared of rejection even under the guidance of mitsuya's friends, who always gave you a knowing smirk every time he walked into a room. who, every time he mentioned you, sent you a text telling you what he'd said.

sick of watching the pair of you mindlessly pine over one another, mikey comes up with the idea of setting you up.

you were practically forced on a date with the silver-haired boy, and was shaking like a leaf as you approached the spot where you agreed to meet.

your phone shook between the clammy skin of your hands, eyes shooting open when it pings and reads 'suya ♥: look ahead :)'

you'd always admired how calm he was, how much control he had over himself in stressful situations. especially right now.

while your trembling and trying to keep your breathing under control, mitsuya is cracking jokes and offering you gentle touches. you honestly don't know how he does it.

soon after however, you settled. it took a few pulse checks and hesitating glances, but after a while, you managed to get your nerves under control. it's only mitsuya, you told yourself.

and after that, talking to him became easier. you learned a lot about him, his life, his hobbies, his likes and dislikes, as he did you.

don't get me wrong, you still choked on your words when he complimented you, when you caught him staring adoringly as you rambled. but now you were at least able to hold a conversation with him, which was a win in your books.

mitsuya believed wholeheartedly that you were the most perfect, angelic person in the world. he wanted to protect you, keep you safe. something shifted inside of him as he watched your eyes light up when describing your favorite food, offering to one day share it with him before slapping your hand over your mouth with mortified regret. moments after, he laughed- and so did you.

by the end of the night, he drove you back home on his bike, which you'd never ridden before. mitsuya felt a fond shudder embed itself in his spine when you pressed your face into the crook of his neck, holding onto his waist like his life depended on it.

he didn't leave, even after he'd walked you to your door. just stared. wordlessly.

hours, days, months of tension that had been building shattered suddenly when he smashed his lips against your own, your back falling against your front door as he cupped your warming cheeks, leaning into you.

it took your moments to process, but when you did, you immediately kissed him back, feeling your heart practically burst within your chest as you find your hands gripping onto his jacket, desperately pulling him closer, lips moving languidly against his own.

you could barely bring yourself to let go.

mitsuya took it upon himself to finally separate the two of you, arm above your head, pinning you to the door as you both panted. at first he apologized for the rashness of his actions, but you didn't care - you silenced him immediately by kissing him once again.

where this sudden burst of confidence came from, you weren't sure; you didn't care. you were enamored by him.

you wanted to kiss him forever.

you found yourself immediately accepting when he breathily proposed you be his, hiding your face in his chest and unable to breathe from the pure elation that swirled within your chest.

from that day on, you were inseparable.

toman recognized you as not just 'mitsuya's girl', but y/n. his pride and joy. the person he swore to protect under every circumstance.

no one dared lay a finger on you. not like they would any case - toman adored you. even though at first, they were worried your presence would be somewhat of a hinderance, it actually turned out that your vibrant, bubbly personality lifted their moods even in the darkest of times. even when war was approaching, and likewise when it was not.

you made mitsuya so happy. every time he saw you, a wave of peace would hit him, and all else would be rendered irrelevant.

previously, there were times when he found it hard to hold himself up as well as his team. there were times before he met you where he almost subdued to the pressure of being second division captain, barely keeping himself afloat in a sea of strain. but after you, he no longer needed to put that stress on himself. he knew he could confide in you, as you could him.

✰ CHIFUYU.

this baby has been in love with you since day one.

you first met back in kindergarten, when you were defending chifuyu from a middle-school bully.

after getting both of your asses beat, you tried to help him up from the floor. his face stung 'n he was a lil butthurt about being protected by a girl, so it took him a few minutes before finally taking your hand.

even despite his coldness, you still smiled at him. brightly. kindly.

he couldn't help but turn a little red.

as the days went by, he began to accept you more and more. bitter objection turned into timid endorsement.

throughout kindergarten, you stayed by his side, and he reluctantly gave you the title of his best friend.

you had fun together, spending most days hanging out, constantly at each other's sides.

but like they say - all good things must come to an end.

when you entered middle-school, chifuyu seemed to have a made a few new friends. bad ones. he's become infatuated with the idea of being a delinquent, more so than he had been with you.

it saddened you deeply to see him choose such a scary and dangerous path for himself. when you approached him, he acted like he had no clue who you were. his friends teased him, catching wind of the situation.

frustrated with himself and his choices, chifuyu watched as you ran away from him, bleary-eyed and choking on your own tears.

during the day, you avoided him relentlessly. and during the night, you mourned him. it was an endless cycle of pain.

until it wasn't - it hurt, but you, with time, managed to move on. you found more friends and became more popular, which was quite easy, thanks to your sweet, likable personality.

alternatively, chifuyu never forgot about you. he saw you everyday, laughing and joking with your friends, living life easily without him. it hurt, even more because he couldn't blame you. it was all his fault.

but everything changed the day you were reunited by no other than baji keisuke, chifuyu's best friend and decided leader.

baji caught chifuyu staring at you for the fourth time that day, and finally decided to inquire as to who you were to him.

chifuyu reluctantly admitted to his childhood wronging, how you had once been closer, before he spoiled it all.

baji gruffly remarked that he was an asshole for what he did, and that he should apologize.

and that's exactly what he did.

you froze on the spot, your friends surrounding you with wide and judgmental eyes, people shoving past you in the hallway, as chifuyu, the boy you hadn't spoken to in longer than you could recall, bowed remorsefully in front of you at a perfect 90º angle.

after a long silence, you friends laughed and pointed at the boy, ridiculing him for his peculiar actions. you responded by hushing them, requesting that they leave the two of you alone.

chifuyu prepared himself for the screaming-at of his life, for you to yell at him for daring to apologize to you after so long of shutting you out.

but instead, he jolted at the feeling of a hand on the back of his head.

his heart jumped at the sound of your laughter, "raise your head, silly!"

chifuyu stood with a gaping mouth as you accepted his apology, telling him that, after all this time, you forgave him.

of course. of course you’d forgive him. he was an idiot for even doubting you in that sense. back then, you were the most selfless, vibrant, tolerant, nicest, funniest, prettiest, most adorable-

he stops himself from thinking any further, sound resuming around him.

when he blinks back into reality, you're staring fearfully past his shoulder at the ravenette behind him, baji keisuke, who's making a joke about chifuyu's questionable staring habit.

over the following weeks, you and chifuyu grew closer once again. he told you all about his life in toman, and even though at first, you were a little worried about him, he assured you that he loves it there, and that he only beats up the assholes who deserve it.

you notice the change in him. that edge in his voice that had been present throughout his childhood, that resentful sharpness of his tone, had been completely eradicated. the chifuyu you were talking to now was sweeter, warmer and... prettier.

you swear his eyes have gained an extra sparkle.

as time goes by, you meet more of his friends: draken, mikey, mitsuya, takemichi. thankfully, they're all very fond of you. after all, it's not hard to be. you've never had much trouble making friends, even with delinquents.

chifuyu's cat - peke j - adores you. usually he's a little cold to strangers, as cats are, but the first time he saw you, he jumped straight into your arms. chifuyu watched with swollen pupils as you cooed at the furry animal, tickling his ears and chin. peke j curls his body against you, letting out a low purr.

when chifuyu realizes he has feelings for you, he freaks out. he hasn't had a crush in years, and if it was, it was a fictional girl from a romance manga. he has little to no experience.

of course, baji notices his strange behavior and confronts him. chifuyu has no choice but to admit his feelings, as well as the fact that he has not a single fucking clue as to how he should act.

chifuyu doubts himself. he doubts you like him back, or that you'd ever think about him that way. but he still likes you, and there's nothing he can do about it.

meanwhile, every time you see the blonde, your heart races. your stomach flips. your fingertips shake. he's every trait you've ever admired. the only thing stopping you from asking him out is your immense fear of rejection, and ruining the friendship you'd finally resurrected after so long.

you were both terrified.

but then one night, baji gets sick of watching you two quietly yearn for the other in silence, and advises chifuyu to 'use something from those romance manga he likes, or something.'

lightbulb moment.

chifuyu springs into action, thinking up an elaborate plan as to how to confess to you.

baji cringes at every single one, but endures it for the sake of his dignity. knowing you, you'll like whatever he comes out with anyway.

and so you do.

chifuyu's plan goes to absolute shit, and ends with you staring at him confusedly, curious as to what he was trying to say.

panicking that he'd offended you, chifuyu ended up blurting it out instead.

"i like you, y/n!" his mouth hangs open after the confession, not quite believing it had just left his lips. "i-i'm sorry, i don't know what i was-"

he's interrupted by you wrapping your arms around his neck, concealing the heat of your face in his neck.

"chifuyu," you laugh, and he tenses fearfully, "i like you too!"

so adorable.

at first, chifuyu doesn't know what to do with himself. you're his girlfriend, and he's your boyfriend. and, surprise surprise, he's never been one of those before.

he's so devoted to you, but also wants to prove his strength, which sometimes leaves him looking like a bit of an idiot. but you appreciate his efforts, and find him sweet.

chifuyu thinks you're the sweetest person ever. he loves watching you ramble about the things your passionate about, showing you his favorite romance manga, letting you play with his hair.

he likes making you work out with him - well, if you can call it that. he loves when you sit on his back whilst he does pushups, showing off whilst simultaneously spending time with you. a win-win, in his book.

he loves showing you off, too. you're his. he's yours - entirely. even if it's a hand around your waist, or a glare in an oogling guy's direction. he isn't afraid to let others know that you aren't to be toyed with.

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