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#baji keisuke fanfic
neiptune · 2 years
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suddenly not so funny
pairing: baji x female reader
wc: 700+
warnings: stranger things spoilers lol, cursing
author's note: listen there's an incredible bff osamu series by @heich0e you guys HAVE to check out! she's wonderful and i got inspired to kinda write something similar with baji. i'm still not sure if i'm gonna do it but yeah the enemies to lovers trope brainrot is currently replaced by the friends to lovers one, so enjoy i guess
Baji has been your best friend for so long he's honestly not sure why he would want to be anything else. Still, sometimes he can't help but wonder.
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“Can you stop squeezing me? I can't breathe”, you grumble, wiggling uselessly as a pair of arms jokingly close around you impossibly tighter.
“And I can't hear, so shut the fuck up”, he tries to sound just as annoyed.
You snort but nevertheless reposition yourself to lean against his chest more comfortably, as he tilts his head slightly to make room for yours, which mmediately finds its way to the familiar warmth of the crook of his neck.
“You're not even listening, too busy shitting yourself”, you tease and he grunts, squeezing you again.
“Shut up. This shit's creepy as fuck, you're just a freak who never gets scared”.
You hold back a laugh.
“It was literally your idea to watch the new season tonight. I told you we should've watched something more bearable for you, like a Barbie mov—”, you let out a muffled scream as his fingers start harshly tickling your hips, making you squirm once again in his embrace, tears already forming in your eyes as you kick your legs and beg him to stop.
“Ask for mercy, princess”, his smile is devilish as you keep laughing, violently shaking your head.
“Gross, don't call me that!”
“Why, do you get off to it? That what your boyfriends call you?”, hadn't you been too busy desperately wiggling in his arms, you would've paid attention to the almost unnoticeable crack in his voice. You would've noticed, even if Baji really didn't. You've always given the impression of somehow knowing things even he didn't know about himself yet. It was you who had been just so sure that he could, in fact, enjoy pistachio flavored ice cream. It was you who had convinced his mom that he would've been more comfortable studying anything math related at university, cause math requires a logic that isn't as inconstant as the one required to interpret poetry or literature and Baji needs something to ground him not to get lost in his anxiety, something that is the same for everyone, everywhere. You had been the one helping him discover, unravel himself over the years. You've always known more, you've always been quick to interpret, to understand. Sometimes it freaks him out, how much you understand.
“That's... none of your... fuck, mercy, mercy!”, you surrender with a scream and his hands finally stop, one immediately slapped onto your mouth.
“My mom's sleeping, you idiot”, he hisses, breath somehow even heavier than yours as you collapse against his chest once again.
You turn to look at him over your shoulder and smirk.
“Then behave. Now focus, Vecna's about to murder the cheerleader girl”.
Baji furrows his brows, then opens his mouth in an indignated expression as realization dawns on him.
“Have you already watched this?”, his accusation sounds so serious you can't help but laugh again.
“Sorry, Kei, couldn't wait. We were supposed to watch this together almost a week ago”.
“You know Mikey needed me to—”
You roll your eyes.
“Yeah, yeah. Mikey this, Mikey that, I know I only rank second as best friend, don't worry”.
Baji smiles against your shoulder, playfully poking your side again.
“Is this you making a scene cause you're jealous of my friends?”
You scoff, offended.
“I'm not jealous. I like some of your friends more than I like you”.
“Yeah?”, he goes along with it, unimpressed, “wanna ask Mikey out? Good fucking luck with that”.
“Was planning on asking Chifuyu actually, but thanks for the suggestion”, you untangle yourself from his arms and get off his lap to plop down next to him, groaning in annoyance cause your shirt is basically glued to your back. Baji had always been a human heater, which is a problem as he isn't really familiar with the concept of the weather being too hot for you to cuddle with him.
It's a good thing you're busy adjusting yourself on the couch and you can't catch his stern gaze.
He knows you know the boys are off limits, you just enjoy provoking him. Right? Then why is he beginning to find your jokes less and less enjoyable? Why is he so unbearably annoyed, by the mere possibility of you being serious? He's aware you're close with Chifuyu, and he's happy that you are. He doesn't mind that you see each other even when he's not around, he knows about your nerdy museum trips and that he had dragged you to the movie theater as soon as the new Doctor Strange came out. Baji doesn't even think much of how you touch each other, cause you've always been like that with everyone. Warm, friendly, affectionate. So what if you kiss him on the cheek to greet him or say goodbye? What if he has an arm around your shoulders most of the time?
What a bunch of bullshit. Get it together, she's not yours to claim. And yet.
“Wanna stay over?”, he asks, brows still slightly furrowed.
“Scared of nightmares?”, you tease, eyes glistening with malice.
Baji turns his attention to the tv screen once again, legs suddenly thrown over yours, the annoyed groan escaping your lips fully ignored.
“Kinda”.
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>> part 2
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skelliko · 6 months
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☆- Tokyo revengers
-how they'd confess to you (their crush)
๑-featuring: kazutora, chifuyu, Baji
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°- Kazutora hanemiya
• the second his feelings for you grew he'd try and shut them away, almost refusing himself to like someone like that
• as the days, weeks and even months went past and you both talking more his feelings grew too big for his poor heart and would try to escape him
• he'd unintentionally do or say things that might hint his feelings and doesn't realise it until he's alone and is looking back at the interaction and he would immediately mentally kick himself thinking he did something bad whilst calling himself 'stupid'
• at some point he took hold of your hand and inspected your nails without asking you and without thinking, "your hands are soft" he'd softly mentioned
• another time that might have showed his feelings was when he went in to hug you when you both decided to hang out, a hug is normal sure but it was the way he did it, pressed together and his cheek laid down on your head, it wasn't his full intention
• he doesn't want to lose you at all and grows jealous of others who your talking to very easily, if anything even a little protective
• from afar in school if he notices you talking to other guys even if you've clarified their not who you'd go for romantically he'd still keep an eye on you, watching from afar with sharp eyes
• oh if looks can kill he'd probably have killed every guy you have possibly interacted with without you knowing
• after school he'd walk up to you if he sees you alone and would ask you about what you were talking about with another guy, what and why?
• 'why him, why not me?' though he never asked you that and never will
• his jealousy would be very noticeable sometimes as the time went on and he even knows it but can't hide it and it frustrates him for not being able to
• he'd rant about his feelings and you to Baji and would jump from being angry at himself to being in awe when he mentions you
• his breaking point was when you told kazutora that someone had confessed to you but you turned it down, he'd worry that someday he might be in that same situation as the previous guy, and for that he wouldn't talk to you for a week
• kazutora would believe that you dont deserve someone like him, that you're better off with someone else
• well he tried to ignore you, he didn't talk to you but you came and talked to him and he wasn't gonna be mean and shut you down, how could he? you're almost his everything, shutting you away would mean he's intentionally putting himself in misery
• he'd still beat himself up and self sabotage but one day in lesson while thinking about you and taking secret glances at you, his leg would bounce up and down with nervousness
• he'd see your smile, hear your laugh and voice and with that his mind was made up, he needed to make you his
• on the same day while walking you home he took a deep breath and silently let it go to calm his nerves down
• his confession was a bit impulsive
• "I like you... a lot" he'd blurt it out after a minute of silence between you to, in his mind he decided to go ahead and 'fuck it'
• he tried to look you in the eyes but he couldn't and would look away after a second or two
• his expression was calm but deep down boy was panicking and a total mess, his heart beat increasing and the urge to just hug you right there and then was too much for him, he didn't even know your answer yet
• "let me call you mine, and I, yours"
°- Chifuyu matsuno
• at first he didn't want his feelings to grow any more than they already have due to him having self doubt in himself
• the more time you guys hung out and talked the more he noticed how his feelings grew
• he loves to listen to you rant about certain topics even if he doesn't know what you're talking about, he'd nod along and keep listening in just to hear your voice and keep your attention on him and no one else
• he'd share his food with you
• for a few times when he'd read his manga, in his mind briefly he'd think of the two main love interests as him and you, making himself feel giddy and that was when his thoughts to confess developed
• he'd be subtle about it yet pretty obvious at the same time without even noticing it himself
• whenever he'd see you talking to another guy he'd stand off in the distance and keep an eye on the two of you just observing, he'd grow jealous but not to the extent as kazutora- though he did wish he could walk on over there and stand behind you while looking at the guy like your guard dog
• he'd be both nervous and excited in confessing to you (he wussed out 5 times)
• one of the times was when you both decided to hang out and there was comfortable silence while he walked you back home, his mind was racing as this could be a good opportunity but while preparing his words in his mind over and over you both neared your home and he decided to give it up for today
• another opportunity he turned down was another hang out, but he specifically wanted to hang out so he could confess to you, but every little thing you'd do and say would make his heart skip a beat and fuzz up his brain, he was love struck
• and then every other opportunity was the same and ended the same too, with a love letter.
• he'd carry around a love letter in his bag or pocket in hopes of finding his courage to give it to you, either by placing it in your school locker or on your desk or slipping it underneath your house door and then message you to check your door. however he didn't do neither of them.
• he would make up scenarios in his head on how he would and in all of those scenarios he'd make himself full of courage and you always saying yes to his confession, and that would boost his ego but the second he's back in reality his ego gets flattened
• he'd try and get advice from his friends but not straight up admit that he has a crush (apart from Baji, he knows) he'd ask his friends 'how would you guys confess to someone?'
• his friends would immediately catch on though of his 'little' crush after that question, though the answers chifuyu hoped for wasn't what he was looking for since they all started to tease and question him
• he was encouraging himself behind a corner in school with the love letter in his hand
• he had to rewrite it because it started to get crumpled up for the long period of time it had been in his bag and then transferred in his pockets too much
• a crisp and clean white envelope with a neatly written love letter inside
• he finally decided that he lingered over the thought for too long and today was the day he'll finally confess
• while making his way to your locker to slip the letter through the lined gaps he had accidentally bumped into someone due to him not paying attention to his surroundings but instead focusing that he doesn't back out
• he had dropped the letter
• his heartbeat increased upon seeing that he had bumped into you (quite cliché I know)
• seeing you this close in the situation that he's putting himself into wasn't helping at all since he was already a bit of a nervous mess to begin with but the tried so hard to contain his emotions
• as he apologized for walking into you, you had picked up the envelope and tried to give it back to chifuyu, though he didn't take it back, he just started at it while being deep in thought
• "I... uhh..." he'd stumble on his word a little bit but soon enough he mentally slapped himself and told him to man the fuck up.
• "keep it, the letter is yours. I wrote it for you and meant to give it to you for a long while, you don't have to read it now and I'd probably prefer you not to"
• he'd nervously laugh a little at the end due to the thought of you reading it in front of him put him a little on edge, though a part of him also kind of wanted you to, just to see your reaction
• either way though, he'll be waiting for your response soon
°- Baji Keisuke
• he's gained a good few confessions in the past but would always turn them down, so when he started talking to you and you seemed to not gain any feelings for him that would make his interest perk up
• his ego was quite big but wouldn't use that to his advantage nor brag about it, he'd just always be expecting something but then get shocked and confused if what usually happens doesn't happen
• and it's not like you guys would talk a lot though, majority of the times it's him who starts a conversation despite sitting next to each other in class
• he'd be aware of his own feelings for you but would just brush it off like a 'whatever' thing and think it'd pass by (that never happened)
• whenever he could when you're up and about the classroom talking to your friends he'd sit back and look at you without noticing he's staring
• he'd only look away if he sees you take a step or shuffle a little causing his heartbeat to increase hoping you didn't catch him
• he's a bit of a tsundere
• he wouldn't want to admit to himself that he likes you but soon enough at night while thinking about you he fully realises the extent to his feelings, "ah shit" he'd whisper to himself
• he'd panic, it was that sort of thing where before you couldn't care less about something but upon noticing the extent of it your whole mindset had changed causing you to shift emotions about it
• he'd be in denial but at the same time also accept it, it wasn't a bad thing for him, he just hated being all sappy
• if he can't remember math equations it's cause he's been trying to memorize your schedule, what time you come in school, where you go at breaks, who you talk to, the basics
• but he wouldn't ask you those questions, he's observant half the time and would eavesdrop at any given chance he could get and gain information about you that way
• though that doesn't mean he won't talk to you, as mentioned before he will come to you and talk.
• he'd ask for help with his work and secretly he'd be smug about it cause he got your attention
• he'd warm up to you slowly and tease you a lot at any chance he can get and he enjoys your reactions and loves it even more when you talk back in the same attitude as him showing that you can return the same energy
• he'd randomly message you with a singular letter in the dead of night knowing that your asleep, just so he gets a message from you in the morning even if it's a question mark or the same letter
• example: o
• and then from there he'd make a conversation and shamelessly ask you about the other guy that you talked with at lunch (someone's a little jealous)
• he'd be deep in thought at the thought of being in a possible relationship with you, was it what he wanted? was it something that you wanted?
• he'd think over many different scenarios that could possibly happen, from how'd it be like being in a relationship with you, what he would do, what you would do. and he'd always catch himself smiling at just the thought of you
• it was a bit of an impulsive decision, like kazutora had
• one day he asked you to meet up and you agreed and half way through the hang out he'd spill his guts out
• "you own my heart, I don't even have the full control over it like you do, I think of you and it craves you... I crave you... I like you"
• he hates the sappy stuff, he mentally cringed after he said that but when it came to you he'd feel all mushy on the inside and felt like he needed to be around you all the time, in a way he couldn't help it all
• he'd be a little nervous at first but after he said the first few words of his confession he grew confident and would carry on with the confidence
• his sharp eyes would soften as he waited for your response, his heartbeat increasing and open for you
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insensity · 7 months
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man who will grope you and get touchy to you even tho you're not in the mood cause he's been teasing you the whole day and he's been following you to the point that one random person comes up to you both and tries to stop your boyfriend from touching you without knowing any reason and leaving you both dumb founded.
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ladythornofrivia · 8 months
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TR! boys headcanons with S/O, who fell in love with the rival gang member (ft. Ran, Rindou, Kakucho, Sanzu, Mikey, Mitsuya, Baji, Chifuyu, Izana, Taiju, Hakkai, Hanma, Shinichiro, Wakasa, Benkei, Kokonoi, Inui, South, Takeomi, Kazutora & Draken)
A/N: I want to do something a little different from my usual writing. And I miss writing Tokyo Revengers fanfic. Enjoy.
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Falling in love with an enemy is prohibited, especially when you’re in a different clan, who swore to destroy them the next day or the day after tomorrow. What better way to end the tension between enemies is to date them. Better yet, fuck them. With your legs spread wide before them, their eyes glazed with lust, holding onto your thighs as they dipped their head between your limbs as they licked your folds. On a hot weather, you were only wearing nothing but a halter shirt, a ripped denim shorts and pink boots. Everything is sweet and divine. The hottest of summer has drove them mad to a brink of taking clothes off less than a minute. Both of you sneaking out late after the gang meetings just to spend each other fucking anywhere as long as you have each other. Whether it’s the bed or kitchen or shower. This time he wanted to make love to you on the dining table, where the companions—his enemies—hadn’t known of your whereabouts.
“Stay still, baby. I’ll make sure you won’t be able to walk the next day,” he said, licking and savoring your folds. You whined, clutching his hair tight. His long and girth cock twitch, aching for your walls. He lifted his face up to meet your lips, kissing you before plunging in further into your walls.
“You’re gonna have to beg for mercy for how you’re making me feel by choosing to wear that sexy outfit of yours.”
Taking your wrists, he rapidly slipped his cock in.
The table rocked at his speed, and by the time he’s done, his cum went leaking from your pussy until it flows onto the table.
“(y/n), I’m home,” someone behind the closed door said. But when you and your boyfriend didn’t have the time to react, a familiar member of the rival gang caught you red-handed.
“What the fuck!?” your friend said, dropping their takeout.
Your boyfriend looked up to his rival. Licking wet juices onto his mouth, he gave a smirk and said, “So, can I call you my brother-in-law?”
Izana, Ran, Rindou, Sanzu, Wakasa, Takeomi, Taiju, Hanma, South, Kokonoi, Kazutora & Bonten!Mikey
People with forbidden romance only exists in fiction. Surprisingly, you and your boyfriend from the rival gang managed to spend time together without getting caught. Both of you are good at making excuses. Everyone can take it without a grain of salt. For a better result, they ignored you the whole time. As you thought your dirty and mundane scenarios with your secret boyfriend. Mostly it’s cooking or going outside and play games, and sometimes going to yours and his favorite hiding spot—a hideout away from their friends with prying eyes. There are days when you want this rivalry to end, but you don’t know how, so you ended up crying, not knowing how the relationship will end once the enemies discover what you and your boyfriend are really up to. Afraid of being used or getting sick and tired of you, you confronted your boyfriend to announce the separation, for his safety, even if it means getting heartbroken.
That way, it’d be easier.
Your boyfriend gave you a pissed off look on his face, before tackling you by sweeping you up and slung you over his shoulder and slammed you down on the bed inside the love hotel.
“Not goin’ to happen, sweetheart. You think I’m going to roll over and accept this? Why waste our love together when we can run away and start all over again. Just you and me, my good, little wife.”
He slammed his lips to yours before he tore your clothes apart, leaving you nothing but underwear.
“No bra? You’re so naughty, angel,” he said, holding your hands above your head as he slid your underwear, exposing your wet, tight pussy.
He licked his lips with admiration, his pants were undone. “You’re going to regret what you said to me today. So don’t think we’re going to break up because of them or their laws.”
“It’s too full,” you whined, nails clawing onto his shoulders.
His chuckles tickled against your skin.
He pounded himself into you, filling the walls with your loud moans as your nails clawed onto his back, strapping him naked from wearing their uniform. With sharp final thrusts, he spilled himself inside you.
“We’ll make a lot of cute babies,” he said, kissing you softly after a long night of fucking you onto the mattress. He plopped down on an empty side of the bed and take you in his arms, caressing the outline of your waist, hoping for the semen to sink into your belly. “After this, I’m going to buy you a ring.”
Shinichiro, Kakucho, Chifuyu, Baji, Mitsuya, Kazutora, Inui, Draken, Hakkai, Benkei & Toman!Mikey
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atarathegreat · 6 months
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Sibling Gang Leader 3
Keisuke Baji
He's guilt tripping you into helping Toman with shit
Don't even bother trying to not help, you will
All your guys love Baji and his friends, so they'll also guilt you into helping the smaller gang
he will fight you in the middle of a brawl- "I was confused, there was too much going on."
no there wasn't, he knew
Kazutora Hanemiya
He doesn't talk to you
Why would he waste his time speaking with you when he and Valhalla could just fight you and your gang?
Ignores you at family functions and in the house
only time he helped you was when you were beating the shit out of your dad
he once asked you to cover up is little beauty mark, but you just made it bigger
congrats, fuel that fued
Manjiro and Emma Sano
He wants you to merge with Toman
Cries about it often, whines until you just walk away
Emma, though ultimately unfazed (She hangs around Toman, c'mon) will toss your name around to save her ass.
She's a girly, and of course you don't want her to get her hands dirty.
"Just merge with us!" "In your wet dreams, Mikey."
Sanzu Haruchiyo
Get fucked, he's too busy with Toman to give a shit about you.
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fuutakaijyama · 5 months
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SICK DAYS?! ft BAJI KEISUKE (✮)
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synopsis: Baji comes to your place so you can patch him up after a big fight, only to find out you're sick.
wc: 698
warning: mentions of sickness, mentions of death, mentions of fighting
alo’s notes: more self indulgence for me
contains: sick comfort, cuddling, caretaker!baji, feeding, fem!reader, hurt/comfort, injury care, nicknames (mami, ma, kitty, amor)
Baji was always getting into fights, hell. You’d known him since elementary school and he would always come over either to pester you or to get patched up by you.
This week you just so happened to be sick, rotting in your bed after your mother let you stay home for the week, the sound of Baji’s loud voice booming through the halls of your room as he finally came in.
You’d seen him in worse conditions, turning over to look at him as he gazed down at you with a sympathetic smile. “Kitty! Patch up my wounds! Please?” He’d look down at you with that dumb smile he had plastered on his face, that stupid grin that always made you swoon.
You nodded, a small smile on your face as you sat up, walking to your bathroom and grabbing some medical supplies. “Come, lay down right here.” You patted your lap, holding out your hand for him to take so he could lay down properly.
That's Baji's weak point. It seems like he's really into girls who show a sense of care and affection towards him. Baji just smiled, blushing, and immediately went to sit down on your lap.
You started tending to his wounds, wrapping the open cuts, scrapes, and bruises properly to insure they wouldn't get worse, putting a little ointment on them. “There, is that better Keisuke?”
He nods, pecking you on the forehead as he pushes you onto your bed, holding you close and tight as he kicks off his shoes. “You alright Ma? You look really sick..” He asks as he lays on top of you pressing the back of his hand onto your hot skin.
You grumble, adjusting to the weight which sat on top of your chest playing with his hair gingerly as you blinked slowly. “I’m fine, I’m just kinda sick so I-” “What?! And you didn't tell me?!” His expression was one of almost betrayal and concern.
He lifted himself off of you, sitting up and walking to the kitchen, grabbing you a bottle of ginger ale and crackers, sitting you up and patting your hair “Amor, why didn't you tell me sooner? Is that why you haven't been in school?”
You nodded, sitting with your back against your window as he frowned, patting your head as he pulled out a packet of crackers, handing them to you as he cracked the bottle of ginger ale open with a small grunt before pouring you a small glass and holding it to your plush lips
“Drink,” He said sternly as you grabbed the lip of the cup with your teeth slowly pulling it back into your mouth while Baji’s hand rested on your collarbone and the bottom of the glass.
“Did that help Ma?” He asked as he pulled the glass away from your lips, carefully pulling the glass down onto the table as he moved around the heavy blankets and sheets on your bed to insulate you like a cocoon, “A little.. my throat still hurts..” You complained quietly as Baji laid down beside you, grabbing the remote from the table as he rested his head on your shoulder.
“That's normal Mami you're still sick so you just need to rest and relax,” He said in a low tone while his hands moved to your cocooned body, unwrapping you as he scooted into you, his head on your chest as you looked at him like he was fucking crazy. “Keisuke, what the fuck are you doing?” You almost scowled at him as he moved even closer to your sick frame, encapsulating the two of you together stuck between your blankets.
He looked at you with the same dumb smile he had when he came into your room “Cuddling you.” He chuckled before playing with your hair, smiling against the delicate skin of your collarbone while your straids caught themselves between his fingers, your back against his chest as you laid there in a sweet silence (mostly just you trying to process wtf just happened) as he moved to flick on the TV in your room, turning back to you with a smile.
“I’ll take care of you, okay?"
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kenmjiro · 6 months
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𖦹⭑ What are we? (TR)
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ஜ ˖ ࣪࿐ྂ Summary: you two do things as couples even so you are not sure whether you are dating or not.
⋆⸜ 🎧✮₊˚ Character: Baji, Kazutora y Chifuyu
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𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ Kazutora
and if...?
And if you like it? What if there's more to it than just being friends? But what if there isn't? What if it was natural for you to be like that with a “Friend”?
Kazutora only had a few people next to her. And you were one of them. He was really happy when someone like you, who was probably sent by God, was willing to be friends with him. You accepted him for who he is despite his past.
You see, being your friend is fun and memorable. But, the more time they spend together, the more confusing it is for him.
Sometimes, you will hug him while watching a movie at home. There are times when he will say goodbye with a kiss on the forehead when it is time to part; which honestly surprises him too. And, every time you two meet, you would surprise him by hugging him from behind.
These actions honestly make his poor heart swell. He knows that these things are not what “Friends” do. It is not the same as what he sees in what “normal” friends do.
Here she is with him, walking in the park. However, all of these things were bothering Kazutora. His brain almost goes blank at whatever he's talking about. The only thing going through your mind is whatever is going on between the two of you.
“So that's why I told him he won't crawl,” he says as you continue to rant at him as the two of you walk.
You noticed that Kazutora was no longer by your side. He was there, left in his path, standing as if he were in deep thought.
Realizing there was something, you walked towards him and snapped your fingers in front of his face.
“Kazutora,” you said, your voice louder than usual.
“Do you like me?” He said. He was surprised by what he said too.
You looked at him perplexed. Kazutora facepalmed as he pulled the question out of nowhere. So he decided to continue with what he just started.
“Well, here goes nothing” He thought.
“I mean, Y/n, I know we're friends. And you probably only see me as one. But not me. You make me feel things. And, just… What are we?” Kazutora asked, his ears turning red as he anxiously awaited your response.
You walked towards the man, hugging him and smiling at him.
“Well, we are whatever you want us to be,” you said.
𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ Baji
Baji is a trustworthy man. Although he can be quite foolish at times, he knows that he can keep everything under control the way he wants. After all, he is not the captain of Toman's first division for nothing. He believes he can pull anything with ease.
Except for his relationship with you.
Having met by accidentally choosing the last peyoung yakisoba available, you and baji immediately connected. From then on they got together during their free time.
He would come to your house to rant about how stressed he is dealing with Toman. Sometimes he stops by just to say hello and bring you your favorite snacks. On weekends he would knock on your door and invite you to join him on walks.
And between those moments there are moments when your touch lingers longer than it's supposed to. When they walk together he would notice how he grabs her hands. When he rants he'll notice how your eyes shine with interest even though you have no idea what he's talking about.
and that confuses Baji a lot.
Well, sure you two are friends. But are friends supposed to hold hands? Are you supposed to feel empty when your friend isn't around? Are friends supposed to make you feel like butterflies are bursting out of you? your stomach when you see her smile?
All this makes Baji's head hurt so much just thinking. Much more than when he was solving his math problems.
And to solve that headache, he knows there's only one way to find out.
While the two of you were taking your evening walks, Baji randomly asked the question. It's not like he wasn't nervous about it, but he just wanted to get rid of what's been bothering him for quite some time.
“Y/n, what are we?” Baji asked.
“Uhmm, Friends?” You responded confusingly.
"Good. Friends” Baji said, his lips pursed as he looked at your hand holding his.
“Wait, sorry for asking this but, do you like me?” you said, trying to hold back your laughter.
“Wait so… I mean no, but yes?” Baji responded confusedly. “Look Y/n, I like her more than a friend. And that…” he pointed to your hand “confuses me.”
“I like you too, idiot. Why do you think I agree with all your plans?” You responded, flicking his forehead.
Baji locked himself in his arms. He smiled widely as if he was about to have his first peyoung yakisoba of the day.
I guess, after all, math is the only confusing thing in his life.
𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ Chifuyu
Was it bad that he sometimes used shoujo mangas as a guide for his life?
It's not like she can ask anyone about it. As much as she would like to ask Takemichi she didn't want to be a bother. But he's not like Mikey, nor would anyone from Toman be of any help.
So here he is, burning all his neurons trying to understand his relationship with you.
You and Chifuyu have been friends for a while. You were Hina's classmate, whom she sometimes brings with her when she needs to accompany Takemichi. And she accompanies Takemichi, he will also be there. You two became instant friends and also acted as Hina and Takemichi's third and fourth wheels.
Surprisingly, you two became instant friends. Most of the time, you two would talk about the most random things. From piercings to your favorite band, your favorite sleeves, etc. These conversations would continue over the phone. Often. through text messages or calls that would last until 3 to 4 a.m.
There were also good morning and good night messages between us. And things like “What are you doing?” or “What are you eating?”
What surprises him is that he found himself eagerly awaiting your answers. And when you fell asleep and forgot to say goodnight, he often felt sad.
More than this, sometimes you asked him to accompany you when you needed to run some errands. And I would not hesitate to comply.
The same goes for him. You were instantly his first choice when it came to inviting someone to watch a movie or eat with him.
Chifuyu is aware that this friendship could turn into something more, but what if she's reading this wrong?
He keeps asking himself: Does he really have to ask you? Of course chifuyu, you like it. But are labels really important? What if this is all being friends means to you? Wait, what if you're already dating?
Chifuyu wanted to slap herself for the last question. Surely, if you're dating, he would have asked you out first. That's how it's supposed to work, right? or at least in what he reads.
So he was, thinking of a way to open up to you. Currently, you are sitting in front of him eating your ramen.
He honestly doesn't believe he can do this.
“Y/n-chan, are we dating?” The words flew out of his mouth at random. Apparently, his mouth started working before his brain.
Choking on your food, you were surprised that he decided to cross that topic.
Chifuyu, who was also surprised, suddenly began to apologize.
"I'm sorry. I really am. “It’s not my intention” You interrupted him.
“Well, do you want us to do it?” you asked.
"That?"
“You asked me if we were dating, right? I mean, do you want us to?” Because I like you. And not just what I like for friends” you said looking at the poor blushing boy.
Chifuyu, who was about to cry and burst into happiness, suddenly hugged you from across the table.
“'Chifuyu, what are you-”
"Yeah. I really like Y/n-chan. “I want us to go on a date.” he said, with tears in his eyes.
“I know chifuyu. “Now let me finish my ramen first, okay?”
He nodded.
Maybe it was worth reading all those shoujo mangas after all.
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sleepysnk · 1 year
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LET ME SEE THOSE EYES + BAJI PLS I BEG ILY
a/n: HI MARS 😁 thank you for requesting this. i had a lot of fun doing this, so i hope you enjoy!! I LOVE YOU TOO BESTIE 🫶🏻.
pairings: baji keisuke x fem!reader
warnings: nsfw, smut, oral sex m!receiving, cum swallowing, some gagging, mentions of spit, praising, dirty talk, use of pet names (baby, princess).
prompt #1: “let me see those eyes.”
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“Come on, baby.. just like that.” 
Your boyfriend’s voice sent pulses through your cunt. You had been at it for the last fifteen minutes. His cock was deep inside your mouth, almost reaching your throat. You were so fucking desperate for him to fuck you, but you couldn’t do a single thing. The pleasure you felt within your core was aching. It was driving you crazy and you honestly thought you could cum from just ducking him off. 
Baji had been quite stressed lately. He was dealing with school and his job that he hardly had any time to unwind. He also had neglected your needs completely, so when you offered to give him a little “help” he wasn’t going to waste the chance. 
He fucking loved the position you were in right now. He honestly thought you looked gorgeous with your mouth wrapped around his dick. It was taking everything in him to not fuck the absolute shit out of your pretty face. He didn’t want to be hardcore, but he was beyond tempted. However, he still enjoyed your delicious mouth nonetheless. He could never miss the way your lips sucked around the base, or when your tongue swirled around his sensitive tip. He could honestly watch you like this forever if he really wanted to. 
Baji’s fingers laced within the locks of your hair, slowly bobbing your head up and down on his cock. He groaned when the tip reached the entrance of your throat. “F-Fuck.. yeah, you’re so good at this, princess.” he gripped the back of your head, watching with lust deep within his brown eyes. 
Your nails dug into the skin of his thighs. Tears brimmed at your lash line from the pressure. You somewhat gagged when his dick moved closer to your throat. This sent you moving your head backwards from the lack of air. You panted and looked up at Baji with these gorgeous eyes that made his dick twitch. God, you had the sexiest look in your eyes. Not to mention, your pretty face made him wanna cum all over it. He was so lucky to have a pretty girl like you sucking his cock. 
Baji’s thumb ran over your swollen lips. He smirked at the small smile you had on your face. You seemed so proud of yourself. He doesn’t blame you for that either. “So pretty for me, baby. You’re doing such a good job,” he praised, twirling some of your hair around his finger. 
“Anything for you..” your voice was raspy from all of the sucking, but nonetheless was sexy to Baji. 
He tilted your face upwards with his finger. He stared into your glassy eyes that were somewhat tinted red from the tears that stung them. A bubble of anticipation formed in his belly at the sight of your features. He was so close to reaching his orgasm. He needed just a bit more from you so he could cum. “Let me see those pretty eyes.” he ordered, raising his eyebrows. 
You did exactly what you were told.
You leaned down and placed your mouth around his cock once again. The spit that had collected on his dick made it smoother. You had your eyes settled on his face. Baji’s expression was twisted with pleasure and he couldn’t stop the deep grunts that erupted from his throat. 
He placed his hand on the back of your head, moving it up and down once again. He could feel the knot inside his stomach tightening with every move of your mouth. You were also using your hand to jerk him off as you did so, which doubled the pleasure he was receiving. He was so ready to cum. His cock was twitching in your mouth and you could feel it. 
“S-Shit! Fuck.. I’m gonna cum, baby!” he shouted, gasping loudly when his cock reached the end of your mouth. 
Your eyes went wide when his cum filled your mouth, seeping down your throat. It was quite warm and honestly hot. Tears rolled down your cheeks from the pressure once again, but you gladly swallowed his cum. 
Baji removed his hand from your head, freeing you from his grip. He smirked at how fucked out your face was from him. “Don’t get too comfortable, princess, I gotta give ya something too.” he replied, squeezing your cheeks together.
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shujilovedive · 1 year
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Matchmaker
Baji x Reader / Mini Fic
cw: Slight sexual tension or implication?, Fluff, Romance, Sfw
Description: Emma recruits her brother to play match maker for you after you tell her about your crush on one of Mikey’s friends. This takes place in a au where all the characters are still alive. They are all around eighteen because I’m not very comfortable writing romance for their middle school ages unless it’s like a flashback or pure fluff. But this is fluff anyways so it doesn’t really matter.
Notes: This was originally gonna be more than just Baji but I don't have the motivation to finish it so I thought I'd post it as a cute fluffy, funny mini fic.
If your mother could see you now, she would scold you for the reckless behavior you were exhibiting in your new yukata. In fact she would scold you for how unladylike you were being in general. Climbing down the side of a small hill situated near the Musashi shrine. Your feet slipped slightly against the mud that had been left behind from a previous rainfall that day. Thinking clearly about what you were doing, it was a bit dramatic, but you couldn’t turn around now with your attire all muddy and messed up. The flower that Hinata had placed in your hair was threatening to slip out, hanging out by a few threads.
“Y/n!”, Emma’s voice carried through the tree line, making you jump ever so slightly and almost slide completely down the hill. Curse that girl. How did she have time to meddle so much in your romantic life, shouldn’t be trying to cozy up to Draken right about now? How could she be so nosy. You wished you had just confined in Hinata like you had meant to, but Emma had insisted you share the secret with her as well.
“Come on! It’s not fair if you tell her and not me!” Emma nagged you, taking a seat beside you on Hinata’s rug while Hinata herself messed with her hair in the mirror of her dresser. “Please! I don’t wanna be left out.” She leaned in front of you, frowning at your flushed expression. Hinata gave you a pitiful smile through the mirror, knowing that Emma would not let this go.
Of course you wanted to tell Emma as well, but you knew she wasn’t the best at keeping secrets. She also had a habit of getting involved in situations that didn’t completely involve her.
“Fine!…Okay, okay!”, You gestures your hands out in front of you, sighing in reaction to Emma’s persistence. Emma immediately lit up and squeezed the edge of her yukata, leaning close to you. “So what is it?”
“I like one of the guys- but I don’t know him! So, I don’t actually know if I like him.” You were quick to try and smooth Emma but it didn’t do much, because she was already rocking back and forth in excitement, giggling like a little school girl. “You like one of my brothers friends?”
“Why does it have to be labeled your brothers friends?”
“Because that’s what they are! Which one?”
“….Baji.”
“Ew.”
Hina began to laugh, looking back at the two of you on the floor. Emma had a look of disgust on her face as she leaned back. You on the other hand were completely baffled by her response and you scolded her, leaning forward and poking at her chest.
“Ew?! Who did you think I was going to say!”
“I don’t know! Someone respectable! Maybe Mitsuya? Baji is a idiot!”
“A handsome idiot.” Both you and Emma whipped your gaze over to Hinata who was giggling softly into her palm now. “What? He is.”
Emma frowned at her, scoffing softly under her breathe,”Still a idiot nonetheless.”
You crossed your arms and smiled at Hina triumphantly before looking back at Emma. “Like I said, I’ve never spoken to him. So I don’t even know if I actually like him, he’s seems cool though.”
Emma clicked her tongue, rolling her eyes at the attitude you were giving her, and tapped her fingers on the ground slightly. After a moment, a sly grin slipped onto her angelic face and you felt your heart dropped as she turned to look at you again.
“Ya knowwwww…., Baji will be there tonight.”
Your mouth dropped open slightly as you look at her, eyebrows furrowing. “Of course i know that, don’t you dare do anything Emma. I don’t even know if I like him!”
“That’s because you haven’t tried talking to him! Then you’ll see he’s an idiot and you’ll get over it.”
“No! He’s too intimidating.”
“Oh, please. You just think that because he’s handsome, to you.” She really sounded out the last two words, trying to make it abundantly clear that she found nothing attractive about Baji at all.
“Besides, my brother is his best friend and I’ve known him since we were young. I could put in a good word for you and so could Mikey. Mikey likes you! He says your hair reminds him of Dorayaki.”
“How?” You looked at her in confusion and Hina shared your expression. Emma was right about one thing, her brother really was a bit of a idiot.
“I don’t know, but it does. Baji will probably agree cause he’s also stupid. They share a brain cell. Come on! Let me put in a word for you!”
“No!”
You thought you I had gotten through to Emma back at the house but it became apparent that you hadn’t, halfway through the festival. You were spending your time with Hina and Takemichi when you heard Emma’s familiar voice call out to you.
“Y/n!”
You turned your head in the direction of her voice, only to see her pushing through the crowd towards you. Behind her was Mikey, dressed in a junbei, stuffing dorayaki’s in his mouth and beside him was Baji himself. Baji’s hair was pulled up in a bun and he was also wearing a junbei, hands in his pockets as he followed Emma through the crowd.
The look of horror that crossed your face must have alerted Hinata and Takemichi to what was going on, because Hina immediately put her hand on her mouth and looked at you in pity. “Sorry, Y/n…”.
It really was a split second decision, to bolt away from your friends towards the tree line, through the crowd of festival goers. Baji was just another guy at the end of the day, but for a on looker like yourself, he was unreachable. You had watched him fight before, he thrived on the violence and recklessness of it all. Even when he wasn’t punching people for thrill, he demanded attention. You didn’t even wanna think about his voice. There was no way he would return your attention or admiration and you were hoping that if you found a place to hide, you could save yourself the embarrassment.
That’s exactly how you had gotten halfway down this muddy hill and you were starting to regret your decision. Sticks, thorns and weeds stuck out of the ground, threatening to latch onto your yukata and hold you in place. And your attire was already stained with mud at the bottom from dragging along the ground. You held onto a branch as you took another slippery step down the hill, letting go of the branch to slowly descend towards the bottom. When suddenly a tug on your yukata held you in place. You turned to pry at the fabric but you must have underestimated your own strength because the fabric ripped and you slipped on the side of the hill, falling flat on your butt in the mud.
Now you were DEFINETLY in trouble with your mother and even worse, your dress was still stuck on the branch. You had managed to twist the fabric in place and once you stood up, even with all your tugging and efforts to untangle it, you were still unsuccessful in freeing yourself.
“Y/n?“, You slowly glanced up, eyes landing on Emma and the two boys, staring down at you from the top of the mud slicked hill.
It was kind of a funny sight. Emma stared down at you, mouth completely a gape, completely shocked by the situation she had found you in. Meanwhile, Mikey stood next to her, nonchalantly munching on a festival snack while watching you as if this was the most normal thing he has ever seen. Baji also looked shocked but after a moment he was unable to swallow down a wolfish grin that formed on his face.
“This isn’t funny.” Emma snapped her head over to look at him when she heard him begin to laugh, eyes narrowing in his direction. He covered his mouth and shook his head, still eyeing you with a glint of humor in his eyes.
“My skirt is stuck.” You mumbled, looking back down at the fabric in a attempt to hide your flustered expression. Your cheeks were burning and you found yourself wishing to simply be anywhere else.
“Help her!”, Emma scolded the two boys, wacking the back of Mikey’s head with a bag of goodies she had attained from the festival.
“Let me finish my dorayaki real quick….”. Mikey mummbled, chewing away at the treat in his hand.
“Excuse me?! You are an idiot!” Emma began to barrage Mikey with insults, yelling at him as he watched her with a slightly amused expression, still eating his dorayaki. Meanwhile, Baji had begun to slowly slide down the hill towards you, grabbing onto branches to keep his footing as he made his way down. He found his way down to you with ease compared to your messy attempt to climb to the bottom of the hill. Heels buried into the dirt, he used both his hands and began trying to untangle your skirt, head hung low with tiny hairs falling forward out of his bun in front of his face.
You cursed yourself for even noticing the bit of hair slipping loose from his hair tie and you averted your gaze away from him. “Why are you even down here? Did you slip?”, He raised his eyebrows up at you, removing his focus from the skirt for a moment to look at you. Baji wasn’t stupid, he was quite aware with what was going on. Emma had informed him that she had someone she wanted him to meet, the moment he met up with her and Mikey at the festival. He thought your embarrassment was kind of cute, even if your reaction had been a bit overboard.
“No, I’m trying to get a way from her.” You pointed up at Emma who was still scolding Mikey, face red and puffy. “She brings bad luck.”
Baji grinned slightly, one of his fangs slipping out of his mouth and pressing against his bottom lip. It was one of those things that was so effortlessly attractive about him and you wondered if he even knew how good looking he was. Or if those things just simply never crossed his mind.
“You really got yourself stuck.” He muttered, digging his heels deeper into the mud before looking up at you. “It’s already damaged, do you care if I just rip it?”
For some reason this question sent more warmth to your cheek, you nodded with a bit of reluctance. “Just try not to rip it too high…”
“I won’t, promise.” He glanced up at you with a smile before getting a tight grip on the bottom of your skirt. He began to tear and pull at the fabric, leveraging the force he was able to with his heels buried in the mud. Every little sound of ripping fabric made you cringe, grieving the loss of your brand new clothes.
“There. You’re free.” You nodded your head in thanks and began to stand up straight again now that your dress was free. It seemed like you weren’t out of trouble yet though, as the climb back up the muddy slope was going to be even harder than the way down. You awkwardly turned around towards the hill and Baji held his hands out slightly, making sure you weren’t going to fall.
“Here.” He offered you one of his mud stained hands, using the other to grab onto a nearby branch. You took it without hesitation, fearing for your footing and trusting him to guide you up. He was patient with you, going slowly up towards the top, unlike the way he has masterfully made his way down the hill.
His hand remained tightly gripping your hand as you made it up to the top of the slope. Once he got up onto flat land, he reached down with his free hand and grabbed onto your other hand, pulling you up as well.
Baji didn’t seem to mind the dirt on his attire or on his hands and instead did his best to make sure you were completely fine. Emma began to fuss over your outfit and try to salvage as much of your hair as possible before eventually giving up.
“Both of you are a mess. Are you really going to attend the festival looking like that?”.
You shook your head with a somber look, still feeling the embarrassment prick at your face. Baji put his hands in his shorts and shrugged slightly, glancing your way with a toothy grin. “Festivals halfway over anyway and it’s not really my scene. Want me to drive you home?” Again with that effortlessly attractive smile, even covered in dirt and mud, he was somehow charming and you didn’t even need time to consider his offer.
“I’d appreciate that, if it isn’t too much trouble.” Dipping your head, you couldn’t help the bubbling excitement in your chest at the idea of riding on Baji’s motorcycle with him. A fantasy you had played in your mind before, now coming to fruition after you thought you had made such a fool of yourself. Emma also seemed shocked by the way everything had turned out, but her look of disbelief soon faded into a smile due to the sweet outcome. Even if she still thought Baji was as dumb as a rock.
“Oh, by the way. Baji this is Y/n.” Mikey interrupted, munching the last bit of his snack between words. You, Baji and Emma all turned to look at him, questioning how he could be so out of tune with the vibe of the conversation, but the silence quickly erupted into laughter. Mikey blinked in confusion, glancing over at Emma who was giggling into her palm.
“Didn’t you want me to introduce them? Emma? What’s so funny?!”
Baji was definitely planning on taking you home, he just had a longer route in mind.
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realkyuhoney · 4 months
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It was just after 11 and today fucking sucked! All you wanted to do was go to bed, but just as you were plugging your phone in, it vibrated.
>>Shuji: WYD<<
Seriously?
>>You: Going to bed. Night.<<
You set your phone on the nightstand and lay down.
{{📱 }}
This motherfucker…
>>Shuji: DYWMTCOAEYPTYCOMF??<<
You raise an eyebrow because, obviously...
>>You: Maybe… 🥺 👉👈<<
>>Shuji: I'm outside.<<
Today just got better.
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in-jail-out-soon7 · 3 months
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"If I could change anything. I would've let myself fall in love with you."
In which instead of Takemitchy, it's you that has the ability to time travel. Allowing you to change the past and present. After traveling back to the present and attending the funeral of Takashi Mitsuya, you arrive back home to find a letter. An invitation to the Philippines.
Manjiro Sano x GN!Reader
Warnings: Tokyo Revengers spoilers, slowburn, mentions of death, cursing, guns, violence, blood & mentions of broken bones.
A/N: Hope this does well because I want to make it a series😭
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With a flash of colour, every vein and artery seemed to buzz alongside every organ as you switched to your future body.
Blinking you steadied yourself in your new body. Taking a deep breath, a young woman with pale pink hair stood before you.
"Thank you for coming," she spoke softly. You hummed quietly in confusion. "Please wait in this line."
She gestured to the growing line forming behind her. "Oh.. Alright." The woman smiled and took her place behind a stand to check guests in.
Examining your surroundings you grasped at your clothes. You were dressed neatly in black formal mourning attire. Around you people spoke quietly to one another, comforting each other. An uneasy feeling settled in your chest as you took your place in line like you were instructed to.
At the front of the line, the lady from before alongside another who looked around the same age just with pale blonde hair greeted you. After giving them your last name the woman with blonde hair ushered you inside. "You can go inside," her voice shook and she pinched her nose but it did no good at preventing her tears.
You thanked them and made your way towards the entry of the building. Behind you the pink haired lady encouraged her friend. "Keep it together Mana."
"I'm sorry, Luna."
Trying not to trip over your own feet you turned on your heel quickly to examine the two girls. No, they weren't friends. They were sisters.
They ushered another guest into the funeral. The blonde woman, Mana, sobbed out her next words. "Thank you for attending my brother's funeral."
You chest tightened and you gasped, turning back around to rush into the building. Music played down the long hallway. The walls blurred together has you tried to find the correct room. Your ankles wobbled and knocked into each other, leaning on the wall for support you decided to search your person before moving forward.
Your fingers gripped around the familiar shape of your cellphone. Bringing the screen to life you tapped aggressively at the keyboard having to redo your password twice before opening the web. Searching for recent stories regarding any gang violence.
After searching endlessly you sat on the floor of the hallway your back hurting from being pressed against the textured wall for so long.
Takashi Mitsuya, a Toman Officer, had been strangled to death in an attack. Hinata Tachibana, your long time best friend had died once again in a car accident. Her boyfriend and in this timeline fiance, Takemitchi Hanagaki, who was also a Toman Officer had also died in the same accident.
The phone slipped from your sweaty palms onto the deep red carpet underneath you. The ringing in your ears drowned out the disgusting noises that came from your throat as you desperately tried not to throw up.
Passerbys stared and man approached you his comforts and concerns falling on deaf ears. Picking your phone up off the floor you braced your body on the wall before sliding up it with shaky legs.
It was Mitsuya's funeral. You had remembered meeting his little sisters, Luna and Mana, in the past at the New Year's festival.
When you gained enough strength in your legs you ran back down the way you came. Ignoring any looks thrown your way. Slipping through the big double doors you tried your best to stay out of everyone's way as you left the property.
You couldn't stay and sit through this service. You needed to find Naoto and figure out what the hell was happening.
After running aimlessly through the streets, muscle memory took you back to your old apartment. Heavy breaths left you as you sat in front of the front door with your back pressed against the hard material. Coughing and gagging on nothing.
You don't know why you had come back here. In other timelines you had been in nice preppy pent houses due to your connection to Toman, though you have never been an official member of the gang. According to Mikey you were just his guest he let sit in on meetings.
..
Where was Mikey?
A deep voice rang out from besides you. "Good, I knew you were back."
Lifting your gaze from the concrete floor your eyes fall over a tall, slim man with short black hair. He was dressed neatly in a tie, button down and black trousers, like he always was. It was Naoto.
Blinking you stood up clumsily. "Naoto?"
"My memories were over written, so I knew you had come back," he explained.
"Yeah, sure, but what the hell is happening?" Your fist clenched, nails digging into your palm. "Why is everyone dead?" You pressed. You had begun working with Naoto after Hinata's original death, when you had discovered your power of time traveling after dying to a division of Toman that had broken into your apartment and attacked you with a bat.
Meeting Naoto in the past, believing your life was just flashing before your eyes you admitted everything that would happen twelve years in the future. And with that knowledge he had managed to stop the Toman division from killing you again in exchange that you help save his sister.
Being an old friend of her's, a close one at that, made you a target in every timeline due to a plan still unknown to you. The first timeline where you managed to save Hinata and got to see her in the future, Takemitchi had reached out as well to speak with his ex-girlfriend. Ever since then Takemitchi has died alongside her in every future.
Naoto's gaze fell, his brow furrowed. "I'll explain inside." You hummed confused. He gestured to the apartment door. "Oh, yeah, you live here again. You probably have your keys on you."
Raising a brow you began checking your person until you struck up a silver ring of keys. "Oh." You unlocked the door, pushing it open. It smelt vaguely of cleaner and bleach. You two made your way inside.
..
Naoto explained everything. How all main Toman members: Draken, Mitsuya, Hakkai, Chifuyu and Takemitchi have all been killed. Even Kisaki and Kazutora were found dead.
Your drummed your fingers on the wooden table in your room as you listened to Naoto. "But, how?" You interrupt him, not wanting to hear anymore. "I did what I was supposed to." Glaring at him you thought back to the your last travel to the past.
You were right, you did everything you had planned on doing. You avoided Taiju being killed thanks to Takemitchi and after the news of the Christmas showdown came out Mikey kicked Kisaki out of Toman. Though you weren't there to see it Chifuyu and Takemitchi, the only two who knew you could time travel, reported to you about the latest Toman meeting that resulted in Kisaki's dismissal. Mikey didn't allow you at that meeting, he claimed it was punishment for tampering in a fight and risking getting hurt. As if the ear full he gave you wasn't enough.
"What about Mikey?" You asked suddenly.
Naoto sighed. "We don't know." He dug around in his coat, pulling out a piece of paper. "Currently, the suspect for all the murders," he unfolds the paper. Mikey.. But his hair was longer and black. The photo had been taken at an angle that you could see a dragon tattoo, identical to Draken's, snaked across his neck. "Is Manjiro Sano."
Your nails scratched against the table as they found their place against your palm in a fist. "What the hell are you talking about? Why would Mikey do that?"
Naoto sat the paper on the table. "We don't know, but I want to hear Mikey's side of the story." He finally took a seat across from you. "I wouldn't be surprised if he went looking for you."
A bit taken back you raise a brow. "Why? I was never apart of Toman."
He rested his chin in his open palm. "Yeah, but you two had some kind of relationship right?"
Your face flushed. "Not like that." Before you could defend yourself further you caught glimpse of a photo on the table. You slid it off the wooden surface and examined it. It was the photo Takemitchi had made you, Mikey, Draken, Chifuyu, Mitsuya and Hakkai take before you returned to the future. Everyone's laughter frozen as Takemitchi tried to get in frame before the timer ended. You couldn't help but notice how Mikey's eyes were focused on you.
Naoto stretched over the table to look at the photo in your hand. "Where'd you get that photo?"
You looked back up at him and shrugged, tracing your eyes back to the place you had found the photo. "Right here," an open envelope sat next to where the photo had been laying. "Oh, hey."
Naoto picks up the envelope before you could. Studying the paper and stamps he concludes,"This is from outside of Japan. The Philippines." He takes the letter out and unfolds it gently, reading it.
Pushing yourself up with your hands, you try to catch a glimpse of the letter. "What does it say? Who's it from?"
He turns the letter towards you, offering it to you. "No name."
There wasn't much written on the page.
"Meet me on January 20th, at that place I told you about."
Staring at the words you reread them over and over trying to figure out who could've sent the letter.
"Any idea who sent this to you?"
"No, I don't think so.." You turned back to the photo. Tracing over the face of all your friends that were now dead. Then you landed on Mikey.
..
"Just get on it, I swear you won't fall (Y/N)." Mikey laughed as he tried to get you to sit properly on the bike him and Draken had been working on. Draken had gone inside for a bottle of water, leaving you two alone.
With your legs spread around the bike you gripped Mikey's shoulders, refusing to sit down fully. "No- I don't know how to balance myself without sitting behind someone!"
Pulling your hands off of him, he placed them on the motorcycle's handles. He gripped your wrist firm enough to keep you in place but not enough to hurt you. He laughs again when you whine. "I won't let you fall, just sit."
Grumbling you fully sat down in the seat. He didn't let your wrists go. "What's this bike for anyways?" You ask.
"We're fixing it up for Takemitchy," he explained, his grip loosening.
"Really? You're giving him a bike? He'll crash it in seconds." Mikey rolled his eyes and smirked. "Where'd you even find parts for this?"
Mikey's smirk softened to a smile. His hands weren't even holding yours anymore, just softly resting on top your own on the handles. "My older brother found this engine and mine sometime when he traveled around for parts. He only had enough parts to reconstruct my bike, so this one's just been sitting around." He explained. "He found em in some old shitty town somewhere in the Philippines."
You had been so engrossed in the story at the time that you hadn't even noticed Mikey had kicked up the bike stand and you were balancing on your own.
..
Looking up at Naoto who seemed concerned at your spacing out, you turned the group photo towards him. Your finger over Mikey's face. "It's from Mikey."
..
Naoto arranged the trip to the Philippines, making sure you arrived with enough time to find the place Mikey had been talking about.
When the 20th of January arrived you and Naoto traveled to the old ruin. The old concrete building so turn apart you couldn't even tell what it was originally supposed to be.
You wiped sweat away from your brow caused by the beaming sun. Naoto turned to you. "It'll be easier if we split up." He spoke.
Shaking your head you glared at him. "Hell no, that's how people die," you argued.
He rolled his eyes. "We'll cover more ground that way." Slipping his coat off, he folded it in half then laid it over one shoulder. He waves you off. "Yell if something happens."
Grumbling, you watch as he walks off to the ruin. When he was out of sight you went inside yourself.
You could really tell how broken down the building was from the inside. Destroyed walls and caved ceilings. You took a set of stairs up a level. With Every step you kicked up dirt and dust. You waved a hand out in front of you to prevent any of the dibre from getting in your eyes when you noticed something on your thumb.
Stoping momentarily, you brought your hand up to your face. A long white line snaked up the bottom of your thumb. A scar. You don't remember having it before your last trip to the past, you must've gotten it sometime during the Christmas brawl.
The clutter of metal pulled you from your thoughts. Rounding a corner you arrived in a doorway. In the room, mountains of old junk and metal covered nearly the whole floor making it hard to maneuver through the scrap. Anywhere you placed a hand for support something would fall and scrap against something else.
You finally arrived at a clearing in the middle of all the junk. Quietly cursing as you tried to soothe any cuts and scratches you had just gained.
"(Y/N)."
Looking up to find where the voice came from, in front of you on top of a large pile of scraps and metal. A man stood amongst it. His hair was short and black, the under shaved. Black eyes stared into your own.
"Mikey?" You called up to the man as you took a step forward. It seemed stupid to ask, who else would be here?
He sat down on top the pile and crossed his legs over one another. Propping an elbow on his knee, he rested his chin in his hand before he spoke. "I hope you've been well."
"Yeah.. I have," you've met multiple people from the past in the present from different timelines. But meeting Mikey in the present just felt.. different. It made your face warm.
Mikey smiled. "You brought someone with you."
Nodding, you chuckled nervously. "Naoto, from back then. We've been working together for while now."
He hummed, never breaking eye contact. "He your boyfriend?"
You blinked and waved your arms in front of your face. "What? No, he's like a million years younger than me!"
Mikey laughed softly. "That right?" You nodded and crossed your arms, glaring up at him. "Well, I think you look good for a million." A soft gasp left your lips, the comment catching you off guard. Mikey stands. "Truth is, I asked you to come all the way here to ask you a favor." He stuffs his hands in his pockets.
"Couldn't have mentioned it in your letter?" You tease.
He shakes his head and smirks, ignoring your comment. "When I first got here, I immediately thought of my brother," he started. "Y'know I fought an awful lot of guys when I was younger, made a lot of friends too." His gaze slips to you for a moment before turning away. "Lots of laughs and tears. Then it occured to me that that's how Toman really got started. They're all really good memories."
Mikey turns away, his back facing you. Just like back then, you were always so interested when Mikey spoke. You don't know why, but you always just yearned for him to speak more. About anything.
"When me and you cut ties. Toman changed." He turned back towards you. Confused, you raised a brow at Mikey beckoning for him to continue. "(Y/N)."
He spoke your name softly.
"What was it that made you think I was going to accept your confession that day?"
Your mouth dried up and you sucked in a breath. You didn't know how to respond, these weren't events you were there for. But then again, you confessed to him?
Accepting you weren't going to respond he continued, looking off to the side. "I stopped talking to you and pushed you away. But I realised I couldn't keep it together on my own. Not even Takemitchy could keep me in line. I spun out of control and lost myself."
You shifted from one foot to the other nervously. "What do you mean? What happened?"
Mikey breathed deeply and his brow furrowed. "When Toman changed, I went looking for you. I had realised how much I messed up by cutting you off, but Kenny and Mitsuya stopped me. They didn't want me dragging you back into the mess I had just made of Toman, they protected you. They did the same thing when Takemitchy left the gang."
You take a step forward. "Takemitchy left?"
He nods. "Yeah. And those two did everything in their power to keep you guys away." Mikey frowns. "They really were great guys."
Fidgeting with your fingers you chuckle softly. "Yeah," you swallow and fight back the urge to ask the most obvious question. What happened to them?
"They were my best friends." Mikey pauses and looks at you. You take a step back as he breaths his next words. "But, I killed them both." The same feeling from Mitsuya's funeral bloomed through your chest. It burned all the way up to your throat and you coughed, choking on air. Mikey continued. "The problem was when Toman changed. All those guys, every last one of them. I killed them all."
He looked back at you. You caught your breath and glared at him. "I don't get it- why the fuck would you do that?!" You exclaimed, flaring your arms around.
"Tch." Mikey dug around in his pocket. "This is why I called you here, (Y/N)." Mikey threw whatever he pulled out of his pocket towards you. It cluttered at your feet. "I need you to end this. To end it all."
Your gaze fell to the floor beneath you. A gun laid at your feet. You covered your mouth with a hand, pulling at your lips as anxiety spread through your entire body, your whole body shaking with nerves.
"Pick up the gun, (Y/N)."
An unexpected sob breaks from your throat, your nose hot as you stared at the gun. Mikey made his way down towards you. You didn't lift your gaze until he was directly in front of you. It was all too much. The smell of dust, must, the gun at your feet it was all just too much.
"This is the place I want it to come to an end," Mikey smiled and stepped closer to you. "The end of my dream."
Your removed the hand from your mouth and gasped painfully. Gripping at your clothes you kicked the gun away and glared at Mikey, your vision clouded. "What- I'm not- I'm not going to kill you!" You struggled to get the words out. "Why did you kill all those people, Mikey!?" He returned your glare, glancing back behind you where the gun had been kicked off to. "Answer me!"
Mikey took a step back and tilted his head towards the caved in ceiling. Through the hole you could see a bird fly overhead. "Turns out, it's not easy to achieve a dream. I set out to make a whole new era for delinquents, Toman was supposed to be the vehicle to achieving that dream." He looked back at you. "But then the whole thing went to shit."
You swallowed and watched Mikey closely.
"The first time I killed someone," his eyes hooded and he smiled smugly. "I didn't even feel a thing. Then I realized something, pretty much any problem anyone has can be solved by just killing someone." He smiles, his teeth showing. They had yellowed over time. "So, now I just kill anyone standing in my way."
Without thinking you swung towards Mikey, your hand in a fist. Mikey catches your wrist, pulling you towards him. His grip was almost unbearably tight, you winced. "What the hell are you saying!? There's no way you actually mean all of that! I'll never believe you do!"
Mikey mutters something and gripped you harder.
"You're still the same guy from back then, the same guy who helped me balance on a motorcycle for the first time!" With your free hand you gripped his shirt.
"Stop it, (Y/N)."
You shook him slightly. "You're still the same guy I fell in love with 12 years ago-"
Gripping your wrist, Mikey swings you into a nearby pillar. Your grit your teeth as your back collides with the pillar. Mikey makes his way towards you. Grasping at your clothes he pulls you up and pushes you against the pillar, he pulls another gun from his pocket and places it against your cheek. Hard.
"What the hell are you trying to achieve here!?" He hisses. Reaching your arms out you hold onto his shoulders for support. Tears finally slipping down your face as you gasp for air. There's no way one of your ribs weren't broken. He presses the barrel of the gun harder against you, pushing your face into the stone pillar. You grip his shoulders harder.
Painful whines and whimpers fall from your lips. "Mikey.. It hurts.." His eyes widen but he doesn't change his position.
He stretches out a leg, the gun you kicked away had been around the place he had thrown you. He kicks the gun at you. "Pick it up." Your lips quiver and you managed the best shake of your head that you can. "(Y/N)."
He changes the position of the gun, moving it from your cheek to inbetween your eyes. "Either you kill me," he spoke. You took a hand off one of his shoulders to grip his wrist holding the gun. "Or I kill you."
You choke out your words offering Mikey a small smile. "I could never kill you, Mikey."
He glares at you pressing the gun harder against your head. "There's no going back to the past."
A gunshot rings out. Your eyes widen expecting it to be you, instead Mikey falls. Blood spattering on your face and his gun falling to the ground. You drop to your knees, holding your side, cradling a for sure broken rib. A voice calls out.
"Are you alright?!" Sucking in painful wheezes of breaths you find Naoto at your side with a gun drawn. To your other side Mikey laid in a puddle of blood, coughing.
You move as fast as you can to his side. Naoto's protests falling on deaf ears as you pull Mikey's head into your lap. You repeat his name desperately like prayer. His dark hair matted with blood from the wound on the side of his head and his pale skin stained.
He grunts and grasps your upper arm weakly. "Naoto Tachibana, is that you?" He coughs, blood trailing down his chin. "Thank you. For shooting, because (Y/N) wasn't gonna do it." He smiles softly and looks at you. "Finally, it's over. My life has been nothing but.. suffering."
A tear drips off your nose and onto Mikey's neck. "Shut up, I can fix this, Mikey." You search around for anything to help even though you knew there was nothing.
"I didn't want to reject you that day," tears flowed down Mikey's cheeks. "I just didn't want you to end up.. Like my brother or Baji." A sob breaks from your throat as you watch him.
"What could've I done to get you accept?" You choke. "See I can fix it- just tell me what I could of done differently!"
Mikey shakes his head as much as his body would allow. "It makes me happy to know you still like me." He grunts and twists in your lap. "(Y/N)." You squeeze your eyes shut as you try to push down the ugly sounds threatening to fall from your lips.
"If I could change anything. I would've let myself fall in love with you."
"Mikey, stop it."
The hand that was softly grasping at you falls limp as Mikey stills. The only thing moving being stray tears falling down his cheeks.
You grit your teeth.
"Mikey- Mikey, I said stop it!"
He doesn't respond.
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neiptune · 2 years
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maybe it's her
part 2 of suddenly not so funny
pairing: baji x female reader
wc: 700+
warnings: cursing
author's note: so yeah this lil best friend drabble series is happening, expect two more parts after this!
Baji isn't usually one to ask you to meet his dates, not as he knows the amount of potential teasing that could follow. Yet, this time something seems different.
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It's stupid, really, the amount of time you've spent analyzing your entire wardrobe. Your hair has almost completely dried out as you brutally cast aside yet another shirt, an exasperated sigh escaping your mouth when you hear the notification of the nth text he's sent you.
June 9, 8:00: don't be late, she's excited to meet you.
June 9, 8:16: did you read the not being late part? Are u even awake?
June 9, 8:23: where tf are you???
June 9, 8:35: y/n I swear to fucking god
“Fucking hell”, you hiss as your ringtone goes off, BoJack Horseman's opening theme song abruptly filling your bedroom.
“I'm almost there”, you snap, bending over to put on a jeans skirt you didn't even remember owning.
“Liar”, groans the voice at the other end of the line.
“There being my front door”, your innocent clarification only pissing him off even more, “I swear you'll see me in ten minutes, just share your live location!”
“Ten minutes or we're not friends anymore”.
“As if”, you smirk, ending the call to grab a simple white t-shirt to tuck in and call it a day. You don't have time to do much else but to quickly fix your hair and pray to god that two coats of mascara, some matte powder and a touch of cherry colored lip gloss are gonna perform the miracle you're after. You don't even grab a bag, just shove your card in your pocket and, phone in hand, rush out in one of the hottest fucking days your town has ever registered. It's something you'd do just for his dumb ass, after all. Wake up early and walk in hellish temperatures, the asphalt almost melting under your sneakers, just to have breakfast and meet... what was it? Hina? Yuka?
“Finally”, he hisses as you let yourself fall on the chair in front of him, trying to catch your breath, sweat already running down your back.
“Sorry. Did she already dump you?”, you ask, taking your sunglasses off and grabbing the menu to use it as a fan.
“She's using the bathroom. Be nice”, he warns you again.
You roll your eyes.
“Yeah, yeah. So what is it? Third date?”
“Fourth”.
A little taken aback, you straighten your position against the chair.
“Oh. Has she already spent the night?”
Baji narrows his eyes.
“Not that it's any of your business, but no”.
Four dates, no sex. So he must really like her, definitely more than you had anticipated.
For some reason, you're absolutely ready to dislike her. As she comes out of the coffee shop to sit next to him outside, extends a hand to introduce herself, all smiles and bright eyes, you really, really don't want to like her. But she's perfect. Beautiful, funny, clever. She owns the perfect dose of sarcasm and charisma, is sincerely interested in getting to know you cause Baji just never shuts up about his best friend, answers your questions with graceful ease.
You spare him a few glances as she talks about her job and it's weird not to have him reciprocate cause he's too busy looking at her, listening with half a smile lingering on his lips. He looks really nice today, like he actually made an effort with his clean shirt, low bun, new cologne. You don't feel like a third wheel, they wanted you there after all, but still you feel out of place, like you're intruding in some sort of perfectly balanced intimacy. Maybe he's found it, you find yourself thinking with an involuntary spasm of your stomach. The person you're eventually gonna have to share him with. Maybe it truly is her, with her perfect smile, soothing voice, sweet perfume and jokes so witty Baji doesn't have to fake a laugh, like he usually does. When your eyes finally meet, you give him a little smile and a silent nod. Yes, you like her. But why does it bother you so much, that you like her?
As the pancakes you've collectively ordered arrive, you click your tongue and your hand is already mid air, ready to grab his plate and take all of his blueberries, something you've done countless times over countless breakfasts. But she's quicker.
“I know you don't like them”, she smiles as she gently empties the fruit he's always hated onto her orange honey butter pancakes.
So all there's left for you to do is to sit back in silence, uneasiness from an unknown source crawling into your chest as you watch your best friend looking the happiest he's ever looked with someone else.
Maybe it's her.
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skelliko · 6 months
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★-Tokyo revengers
-how'd they comfort you when you're crying,
๑-featuring: kazutora, chifuyu, Baji
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°- Kazutora hanemiya
• he wouldn't know what to do at first, he'd stand/sit there staring at you with a neutral expression for a good minute, on the outside it'd seem like he was silently judging you- which he was for a brief moment thinking your weak before it actually clicked into him that your upset and that he's being a dick,
• him trying to comfort other people made him uncomfortable more than he first thought it would, boy hardly ever got that sort of comfy treatment so having to comfort you when he doesn't even know what comfort feels like is almost him stepping into a danger zone
• as he slowly stepped into that danger zone he also soon got used to it by trying to relax himself with questions he'd ask you, he'd ask you stuff like "what happened/ what's wrong?" to then "who made you cry?" if you didn't give a direct response
• would give slight touch like pat's or rubs on the head or arm and would hesitate in hugging you, though if you hug him first he'd give in and hold you tight and close to him like your the last pillow in the entire world and that's when he starts to act more protective of you
• if the reason is because of another person kazutora would hold in on the hug for a minute longer before getting up without a word to look for his ass. he won't even say anything about it but it was clear as to what he was gonna do, you could try and make his stop but he wouldn't care, he'd do his own thing in what he feels to be the right solution
• despite knowing what kazutora was gonna do you'd find out the results on your own by seeing 'that person' in school or in public and their face is all bruised, and if anything else probably in a cast too.
• kazutora took his anger out on the person that he was holding in when he first heard that they caused for your tears
• the next day/days he wouldn't bring it up, and if you tried to he would quickly shut it down and say not to bring it up or avoid it by bringing up a previous conversation but doesn't add anything new to the subject and just repeats it
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• if the reason is cause of a bad mood, mental health or anything of the sort that is out of his range then he'd just stay with you keeping you close by and play with your hair while softly ranting about his day trying to calm you down to stop you crying
• he's move positions so that your back would be resting against his chest and keep you close by, the side of his head resting against yours too and at the corner of your eye your could occasionally see him staring at you, its hard to tell what he was thinking but he had good intentions
• he'd whisper sweet things about you even tell a bit about himself and his own bad moods in hopes of giving you that sense of understatement
• despite his earlier hesitation in hugging you he would never give up a perfect opportunity to kiss you, whether its on the cheek, forehead or directly on the lips, in his mind something like that is smaller than a full on body to body hug,
• he'd hesitate in leaving you alone but after he does he doesn't bring the situation up at all and pretends like it never happened, though it is secretly stored at the back of my mind for next time use
°- chifuyu matsuno
• he'd freeze for a split second before immediately walking close up to you with a concerned expression on his face
• he's quietly repeat "it's okay, it's okay" while resting his hand on the side of your upper arm, though that was mainly to assure himself that your okay (since the boy was panicking a lot on the inside) before he'd ask if you're okay and if you're hurt or anything whilst bringing you into a hug and rub the back of your head to try and soothe you and your emotions
• his mind would be racing with all sorts of possibilities and reasons, his own overthinking made him worried and anxious and even angry at the thought that it was someone that had made you cry
• he'd talk in a soft voice at first but then he'd get a little lower if you haven't given an answer yet to his previous questions "I need to know what happened" almost protective but also a little impatient so that his own emotions don't swallow him
• if someone was the cause of your tears he wouldn't know what to do, not in a way that he was clueless but he didn't know if he should go after the person or stay with you, he wanted to do both at the same time
• but soon enough he knew your emotions were important to deal with than hunt down some guy
• he'd try to cheer you up by saying dumb little jokes or stories to you that he made up in hope of you getting to smile or laugh even if it'd be for a short moment, however it's his smile that usually works but he doesn't know that and always assumes his humour did the trick
• he'd compliment you in any way he could but not shower you in compliments, just something small like "your hair is soft"
• once you've calmed down and grown slightly apart from the hug before leaving he'd double make sure you're okay and give a quick and gentle kiss on the cheek before parting away
• the second he's away from you he's ringing his friends up to find any other information about he person but did the beating up himself, he wouldn't go gentle on the person at all, chifuyu would make sure to leave him sorry
• after the beating he wouldn't say anything about it but he would hint it by 'accidentally' showing his slightly bruised knuckles to you making you ask what happened even after knowing he gets into many fights and from there on he'd subtly mentioned that he went after the guy that hurt you
• he wants to be appreciated and show off in a positive way 'like look I gave him what he deserved' and he very much is appreciated, though he was ever so slightly nervous to think that you wouldn't have approved of it which was why he was kind of subtle about it
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• if the reason for your tears is cause of a bad mood, mental health or anything out of his grasp he'd stay with you for as long as you needed him to with no complaints or second thoughts
• he'd do the same thing as he did with the jokes and stories in hopes of seeing you smile and even raise your cheeks up to slightly force you to smile and it usually would work since it would cause small laughing fits
• he would say he needed to leave and would do a whole parting act but would come back after 5 minutes with your favourite snacks in his hands as a small suprise for you and would end up staying until he actually needed to leave which was a good few hours later
°- baji keisuke
• he'd think carefully on how to go by the situation, though the first thought he had was that someone made you cry, the boy will always find any sort of excuse to punch someone
• he'd calmly walk up to you with open arms and wrap them around you keeping you close to his chest and speak lowly and quiet but due to him being so close to your ear it was loud and clear, "who do I have to beat up?"
• would gently rock you side by side when hugging you
• if the reason for why you're crying is because of someone else then his hug will tighten a little but not enough to hurt you, anger will rise up immediately and it'd be quite obvious since he doesn't exactly try to hide it
• though he doesn't leave straight away to beat the person up as he'd wish he could, he'd make sure to stay with you for a good few more minutes or even a few hours, as long as you needed him to stay he would
• before leaving he'd give a small and quick kiss on the temple
• we all know Baji can knock someone uncontious with just one punch, however he'd make sure that wouldn't happen as he'd want to make the person suffer a little (a lot) for causing you either sort of harm, making them uncontious wouldn't be enough and it'd give them an easy way out.
• after Baji beat the person up he took a few hours to himself to calm down from it and wash up his bloody hands before coming back to you with a sly grin, "he's all delt with sweetheart" as if he'd proud of it (he is)
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• thought if the reason is cause of a bad mood, mental health or anything of the sort that is out of his range he'd make sure it'd be in his range in a positive way by helping you
• he'd calm you down first with his words and actions, keeping you close and whisper sweet words that could also make you both flustered and laugh
• once you're calmed down a little from the tears he'd take you out on his motorbike for a calming ride to let your mind wander away from the negativity and instead focus on Baji and the surroundings
• bit less than half way through the motorbike ride he'd speed up but not in a way that could put you in danger but enough to feel the wind hit you through your clothes and be faster than most cars around you
• he loves the feeling of your arms around his torso to keep you in place on the bike, part of the reason why he took you out
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insensity · 8 months
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|| you make me feel like a fool, waiting for u
2:56am
You've been waiting for his messages all day but nothing from him u received,
3:01am
Still nothing, your eyes are slowly getting watery your head tells you a thousand stories, it's like brainwashing you telling you something you're not, you let out a deep breath nd fixing your position to sleep.
3:30am
You begin to let your emotions out, being angry and sad makes you tired, your silent cries starting to be the death of you.
"he's probably busy out there" u comfort yourself thinking that will help you get to your slumber, a minute pass and you found yourself staring at the ceiling.
Part two
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usagikookiejams · 9 months
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THEY SAW SOMEONE 'FLIRTS' WITH YOU
Baji Keisuke, Haitani Ran, Hitto Kakucho
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Baji Keisuke
Baji walked over to the spot he promised to meet you after school. Upon his arrival, he could see a guy was flirting with you. He saw how the guy was leaning towards you in a friendly manner, making his blood boiled. Baji knew that he shouldn't act violently as he's still inside the school perimeters, hence might risk getting in trouble. However, he didn't realize how his body was moving on its own and landing a punch on the guy's face. The guy stumbled backward on the ground and looked up at him, 'What was that for!?,' said the poor guy. Baji took his glasses off and smiled sinisterly at him. The guy trembled and immediately ran away. 'What was that for, Kei?,' you asked him. 'I don't like how he was flirting with you, it's utterly disgusting to say the least,' he shoved his glasses inside his school uniform pocket. You tried to hold your laughter but failed miserably, 'You know he was the new guy in school, right? He was asking me directions to the Principal's office. He admitted to be semi-deaf too so he asked me beforehand to explain near to his ear. How could you do that Kei, pfttt!.' It could be said that Baji felt embarrassed for the whole week and tried to 'talk' to the guy to ensure he didn't report him to the school office. Yeah, he definitely didn't beg him, yup I assured you he didn't. Maybe just maybe... if you paid attention enough, you could see how Baji was following the guy to talk things through, just maybe tho~
Haitani Ran
You and Ran went to the supermarket to get some groceries. You told him that you will fetch some items from the other aisle, and he needs to just stay there. 15 minutes passed-by, but you still didn't come back. So, he went to look around for you. He noticed a familiar figure that is yours and went to that direction but his movement halted upon seeing someone talking to you, a guy to be exact. Without thinking thoroughly, he went to you and slung his arm around your shoulders, 'Look at this dumb man trying to flirt with what is mine, how shameless,' he smirked at the guy. 'Excuse me, what?,' 'Stop acting dumb, I know you're trying to flirt with my girl here, isn't that right babe?.' Your mouth hung open in disbelief and you dragged him away, not before apologizing to that guy. 'Babee, why should you apologized to him? He made you uncomfortable didn't he?,' Ran asked as he's quite confused with the situation. 'No Ran. That guy over there is my uncle! Now, I want you to go there and apologize sincerely to him!,' you demanded him. Ran almost felt his soul leaving his body upon hearing that. Best to say that whenever you visited your uncle after that, Ran always bring luxurious gifts for him though it has been months since then.
Hitto Kakucho
You and Kakucho has been dating for almost a year. Today marked your first anniversary with him, thus both of you had a plan priorly to celebrate at the 5-star restaurant across the town. You had a great conversation with him throughout the night, when the spotlight suddenly aimed towards you. 'Oh my, what is this?,' you said gleefully. Kakucho came to your side and held out his hand, 'Do you mind dancing with me on the dance floor?.' The other customers were applausing for you guys, meanwhile you could hear the classical music playing in the background. After finishing the dance, Kakucho talked to the mic, telling how grateful he is to love you and enjoy your love hopefully until forever. You could see some of the customers shed tears, and so did you. After returning to your table, you dismissed yourself to the ladies' to fix your makeup. Kakucho waited for about 5 minutes and could see your figure approaching. But before you could come back to the table, he saw a guy came towards you and hugging you. Kakucho immediately walked towards both of you and pull the man aside, 'Don't you dare touching my girl! Do that again and I will make sure your fingers are cut off'. The guy looks petrified and looked at you. 'Calm down honey! It's okay, nothing bad happened. This guy is my brother, remember?' you tried to reasoned with him. Never in his life Kakucho felt this kind of embarrassment, for the next hour and so on, there he was, still asking for your brother's forgiveness despite had been forgiven.
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