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sungie · 2 years
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GIVING THE TOKREV CHARACTERS FLOWERS
includes: ran, rindou, kazutora, hanma, inui, kokonoi, chifuyu, mitsuya, sanzu, naoto
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HAITANI RAN 
“Stop looking at me like that,” you frown, “just close your eyes.”
And Ran knows he should be good and listen. But there’s something so amusing about doing the opposite of what you want, and before he knows it, he’s peering into your face with a lazy smirk.
“Aw, c’mon. I know you want me, (Y/N). There’s no need to be so ashamed.” 
A warning look flashes across your face.
Ran sighs. He backs up, lanky posture surely making his movements all the more comical, with his hands held in easy surrender. “Alright, alright.” He makes a show of closing his eyes, although there’s a thin sliver of light he lets breach past his lashes. “There. Happy?” 
Apparently not.
He laughs as you press his eyelids shut yourself.
So cute.
He leans into your touch, intuitively chasing your wrist to press light kisses to your skin. “Hurry up, baby. You, of all people, know I don’t like being kept waiting.” 
“So impatient,” you sigh, brushing a wisp of lavender hair from his forehead. “Hold out your hands.”
It can’t hurt to push a little more, can it? 
“It’s not my hand that needs attention,” Ran tries, only for you to scold him. 
“You’re so annoying, Haitani.” 
Despite your irritated facade, Ran hears the affection behind your voice. Hears the playful lilt behind “Haitani”, feels the gentle way you uncurl his fingers from his palm. Feels the kiss you press to his cheek (which, from his long-exposure to hook-up culture should mean nothing) warms his heart–embarrassingly, so.
“There. You can look now.” 
What’s so special about this gift that his eyes need to be closed? He starts to grin slyly, only to blink at the roses in his hand. 
“You got me flowers?”
“Nice observation, asshole.” 
Ran looks up to see you grinning, nearly bubbling over with excitement. “Like them?” 
Not only are you cute; you’re also a thief. Ran tries demanding his air back, tries summoning the words that come so easily, but he’s left standing in front of you with stunned eyes and a flush carefully creeping up his cheeks.
“You really love me, don’t you?” He tries, scraping at old pick-up lines to save his skin.  
“Silly. I’ve always loved you, Ran.”
His mouth parts. You’ve … never said it back before.
He slings an arm over his face, embarrassed at the vulnerability overshadowing his silvertongue.
“Don’t,” he mumbles, only to feel your hands tugging at his. “Told you already. I’m no good for you.”  
“Don’t hide.” The lilt in your voice nearly resembles his. “Want to see your pretty face, Ran.” 
That does it. He scowls. “You’re so dead.”
“Only if you catch me, first!”  
HAITANI RINDOU 
“For you!”
Rindou stares at the flowers in your hands. He feels the exact moment that giddy, i'm-on-top-of-the-world dopamine boost from teasing you drains away, leaving him speechless.
Leaves him floored into something else entirely, something he just can’t place his finger on.
He blinks slowly, eyes traveling from the wildflowers to the expression across your face. 
“For me?” And ugh. He doesn’t mean for his voice to sound so quiet.
Guilt wraps its hands around his throat and squeezes hard. He kicks himself internally.
Because he hates the way your outstretched hand starts trembling, and he knows it’s all from the silence stretching tendrils in spaces everywhere between the two of you. 
At your careful nod, Rindou feels his heart soften.
You got flowers for him? Someone like him?
It’s something so sweet–unexpectedly so. He doesn’t know how to react.
Ran never taught him anything like this, but he wracks his mind for knowledge anyso: how to respond when the person you love gets you flowers? 
Don’t mess up, don’t mess up, don’t mess up. 
He’s taking too long. And then, in that same quiet voice: “Did you pick them?” 
“Yeah,” you whisper, eyes downcast. “I wasn’t sure if you liked flowers. Really, Rin, it’s okay if you don’t–”
“I want them.” 
The certainty in his voice surprises him. It’s funny–the thought of you taking those flowers away irks him more than not knowing what to do. 
He steps closer, hand gently cradling your neck as he presses you into his chest, his chin resting atop your head. “They’re purple.” 
“I thought of you because they’re your–”
“–favorite color,” Rindou finishes. The realization makes him sigh. “You.” He rubs gentle circles into your skin. “You’re gonna be the end of me.”
As you clutch the lapels of his suit and lean closer to his chest, Rindou wraps his arms around your waist. He presses a kiss to your hairline. “Thank you,” he whispers. “I love them.”
“Really?” 
“Really. I think,” he murmurs, suddenly shy, “I think I’ll show them off at work. Show everyone how lucky I am. Think they’ll look nice next to my window?”
The happiness radiating from you at his words makes his face scrunch. You’re turning him soft, aren’t you? Strangely, he doesn’t seem to mind. 
HANEMIYA KAZUTORA
“People buy each other flowers?” Kazutora mumbles, shoving his hands in his pockets. “I don’t think so. Might just be something in the movies.” 
Out the corner of his eye, he watches you furrow your brow.
“Really? You’ve never seen couples give each other flowers?” You tilt your head. “You know, like tokens of affection?”
“Nope.” Kazutora hopes this conversation ends soon. An itchy sort-of-feeling begins consuming him–you’re about to drop something over his eyes, he just knows it. “None of my friends got any game.” 
“Your parents?” 
Ah. There it is.
Kazutora looks to the side, darkly. “My father doesn’t deserve flowers.” And then, under his breath, “especially not from my mother.”
He shrugs, turning to you casually. “What about you? People get you any flowers?” 
The sad expression on your face makes him wince. Half-of-him wants to reach out and take your hands: apologize, get on his knees for forgiveness, convince you there’s nothing to be upset about.
The other-half … he won’t speak it out loud. 
“Once or twice,” you say, quietly, “but let’s not talk about it anymore.”
And he doesn’t. You don’t. 
Not until now. 
Kazutora wonders why the voice calling him now sounds so familiar. Nostalgia, huh?
The way you tumble out the car to rush toward him feels strangely cliche. But he doesn’t mind. Not really. Not when he melts into your arms after years of no-contact. Not when he breathes in and you smell just like he remembers–but better, he thinks–“your shampoo,” he murmurs, into your hair, “it smells nice.” 
What are you … what are you doing here? He doesn’t want to let you go.
Your laughter in his ears sounds heavenly. “I remember you liked it. I went down memory lane trying to remember what brand it was.” 
Kazutora’s eyes widen. “You did that, for me?” 
“Of course, I did. You mean a lot to me.” With that, you gently press a handful of yellow tulips into his hands. “These are for you.”
Kaztuora looks at the flowers in stunned stupor. “What?” The words feel slow to form. He’s buffering, literally. Just glances at you in shock, hoping you can somehow tell what he’s feeling. Lucky for him, he thinks you do. 
“I don’t know if you remember,” you start, “but we talked about flowers when we were kids.” Your face softens. “So, I wanted to get you some.”
Is that look … is it because of him?
He feels his eyes watering, feels his lips trembling. He hugs you tighter, burying his head in your shoulder.
“I missed you,” he blurts out, like it’s the only thing he can say. “I really … missed you. You know that, right?” 
The fond smile tugging at your mouth makes his heart warm. Everything feels softer, in your arms. God. He missed this. 
HANMA SHUJI
“What’s this?” Hanma teases, towering over you. “Some fucker got you flowers?”
He doesn’t wait for a response, only snatches them out your grasp to examine them closer. And he won’t admit it, would never, but the very thought of someone sweeping you off your feet fills him with absolute disgust. 
“You like this sort of stuff?” He turns to you, curious. “I’d treat you right, sweetheart. Get you flowers like this every day. Give me a chance, how ‘bout it?” 
Why are you sighing, now?
You step on his foot, hard. “Shuji.” 
“I like that. ‘Shuji’. Sounds nice coming from you. Say it again.” 
“You’re such an ass. I wanted to give those to you myself.” 
Hanma stares at you, stunned. He isn’t fast enough to catch himself, not nearly, but he quickly eases a charming smile out his lips. “Can’t ever assume things with you, huh?” He grins, nudging your chin up. “I like it. You’re mine, now.” 
“Nope.”
Hanma’s pleased to see the same wicked expression reflected right at him.
“I would be,” you continue, “but you stole those flowers from me.” 
“So? You wanna teach me manners, now?”
“So, you’re mine.” 
Oh … he gets it now. You’re tricky.
Hanma chuckles, then throws his head back in laughter. He regards you with an appraising look.
“Alright,” he says, softly, dangerously, running his thumb against your bottom lip. “I could get used to it.” His grip against your chin wanders down to your neck. “You really won’t be mine?” 
“No,” you repeat, and Hanma thinks you’re much too pleased with yourself, “this is more fun.” 
“Okay, I’ll play along.” His hand tightens; a mischievous warning. “I’m yours … for now.”
INUI SEISHU
Inui wakes to flowers tickling his cheek. A subtle hint of blue in his vision. He blinks to a bouquet resting atop your nightstand, still fresh and wrapped in plastic. 
He frowns. It wasn’t there the night before; he’s sure of it. 
“(Y/N)?” He walks into your kitchen, gingerly holding the flowers.
Lilacs, he thinks. Pretty like you. One second; he’s fine. In fact, you should vase them. They might start to wilt.
But … when did you have the time to get these? He isn’t sure. He knows, for a fact, you fell asleep first last night. And normally, you don’t wake much earlier than eight.  
His eyes fall to the tag. Times New Roman font. I love you.
It’s 8:15.
Uneasiness creeps into him and stabs everywhere it touches. Someone else bought these for you. Who got you these?
Kitchen-sounds and something warm sizzling on the stove.
A cold feeling sinks its way through his bones. As soon as he meets your gaze, Inui feels the heaviness, all at once. It starts like pendulum swinging. Emotion off; smile forced; breath held.
“Hey, who’s this from?” 
Your gaze alternates between the flowers and him with perplexion. “Me?” 
Inui follows your gaze, glancing down at the bouquet. He can’t stop the hurt wincing across his features. Not heartless enough, he thinks. “You got yourself a bouquet that says, ‘I love you’?” 
If possible, the look upon your face turns even more confused. “What?” Your eyes sweep across his face. 
You don’t look like you’re lying. 
All at once, your lips pursue in realization. You’re setting things aside, quickly rushing toward him to cup his face in your palms. 
Despite it all, Inui melts into your hold. Your skin feels so soft against his. 
“Oh no, Shu. I got them for you.” 
Oh. The tension hollows from his shoulders like reverberation from a plucked violin string.
He looks down at the bouquet again, then at your genuine expression. Guilt fills all spaces until it’s the only thing he can think of. Only thing he can feel.
“I’m so sorry,” he mumbles. “I thought.” He can’t bring himself to finish. 
How could he think something so awful? You’re not Koko. He needs to get it through his head.
“No,” you interrupt, gently brushing a lock of hair behind his ear, “don’t apologize.” The sincere look in your eyes makes him weak in the knees. “I should’ve added your name.”
Your arms wrap around his waist. “Seishu, look at me.” 
He obliges, lip wobbling despite his attempts to smile.  
“There’s only you. I promise.” 
“I don’t want you to think I don’t trust you,” he whispers. “I do. I just. I just–” 
“It’s easy to feel like you’re the wrong person?”
How do you know that?
You're already resting your hand against his neck, a gentle nudge to guide his head to the crook of your shoulder. You press a kiss to his temple. “Love you, Seishu. Love you so much.”  
KOKONOI HAJIME
“You weren’t supposed to buy me flowers,” Kokonoi scolds, fussing with the scarf around your neck. “I already told you not to empty your wallet on me. Don’t you listen?” 
The laugh from your lips sounds heavenly. You wrap your arms around his waist with a beam. “Don’t worry, Koko. I stole them.” 
If possible, Kokonoi thinks his eyes might pop out their sockets. “You what?” He sighs, affectionately smushing your cheeks together with his palms. “Tell me why you decided to go and do something so stupid.” 
You laugh gleefully. “I just borrowed them from my neighbor. They steal tangerines from me all the time, so I thought I’d return the favor. That’s all.” 
Kokonoi can’t deny the smirk spreading across his lips. He shakes his head, lightly swatting the flowers against your face. “And what am I supposed to do with stolen goods? You got collateral for me?” He presses a kiss to the spot in between your eyes. “What if those neighbors hunt me down and demand them back? What then?” 
“So many questions, Koko.” You hug him tighter, stepping even closer. “You can admire them? Smell them? Think about them late at night when I’m not with you and ja–”
Kokonoi groans. “You’re done.” 
“Wait, wait! And I’ll get you more flowers. I’ll get you so many flowers you get tired of them. And next time I won’t steal them, I’ll just use your money–”
“That’s … also stealing,” Kokonoi interjects dryly. “From me.” 
You flick his earring. “Anyway, what about me? What do I get for being such a nice person?”
He sighs, rolling his eyes. “Always an ulterior motive with you, hm?” He presses his lips to your forehead, clutching the flowers closer to his chest. “Now get off me.” 
“Don’t want to.” 
Kokonoi grumbles underneath his breath. He wraps his arm around your waist, then readjusts the two of you so he can easily access the kitchen counter. “Your loss. Guess you really won’t be getting anything.” 
He slips the flowers into a vase, carefully adjusting the blossoms as they fall into the glass. He knows you’re watching, knows sentimentality softens the edges of his eyes, but he can’t bring himself to wipe away that sweet smile gently tugging at his lips. In fact, he doesn’t want to. 
MATSUNO CHIFUYU
Chifuyu blinks as you lightly bop him on the head with a bouquet. That isn’t for him, is it?
He stares at you blankly, but based on the knowing grin on your face, he knows he’s shit at concealing the excitement bubbling behind his casual front. 
“For you, ‘fuyu!” 
He won’t lie, he imagined a moment like this before. A younger him gazing at the portrait of his late-father, belatedly wondering if his mother got him flowers before he passed. She must’ve … right? He hopes so. Wondering if he’d get flowers, one day, too.
Now staring back at you, he pretends to wave them off, partaking in some dance around lightly refusing the gift until it’s finally socially acceptable for him to take them off your hands.
“You didn’t have to,” Chifuyu starts, but he knows he’s smiling far too much to look any-sort of humble. “Are you sure you don’t want them?” 
“Chifuyu,” you laugh, “I think you’ll explode if I keep them from you any longer.” You push the flowers back into his hands, placing yours on top of his. “It’s a gift. For you.” 
He feels like floating. Or something. It feels like he is. Is he? Chifuyu knows he shrugged off the possibility of romance for so long, and now that it’s finally happening, it doesn’t quite feel real. 
You’re talking now. Lips moving, sweet voice saying something he struggles to conceptualize. “–got them from the farmer’s market, and I thought of you because–”
Chifuyu can’t help it. He hugs you tightly with one arm, making sure to keep the flowers out of squishable-reach.
“You’re the best. Like, actually the best.” He already knows the perfect place for them. He’ll split the bouquet in half, put one-half in a vase near his bedside table, the other on his dining table.
“It’s a bouquet of baby’s breath,” you continue, cheeks smushed into his chest. “I thought they’d look pretty in your apartment. Plus, they’re my favorite, and I wanted to give you something I love.” 
Chifuyu doesn’t think you can make him any happier. Can you feel his heart? It’s so warm. Just for you. All for you.
“Let me return the favor, yeah?” He plucks a flower from the bouquet and nervously tucks it behind your ear. “I want to give something to the person I love.”  
MITSUYA TAKASHI 
“You sure know how to sweep a guy off his feet,” Mitsuya teases, holding the flowers close to his chest. “Really pulling out all the stops, too.”
It’s cute, watching you try to quell the embarrassment surely arising from his words. “No,” you try, putting on a brave face, “just wanted to do something nice. No big deal.” 
“Ah,” Mitsuya grins, “that’s a shame. Was gonna ask you to dinner tomorrow night.”
You nearly whine, pressing your hands to your face. “Oh my god, you’re so–agh.” 
“You see,” he continues, almost smugly, “there’s this person who just got me flowers. My favorite, actually. I really like them, but they just see me as a friend.”
He gently tilts your chin up, to face him. “Said they were just doing something nice, by giving me these flowers. But they’re so cute. Despite what they say, I’ve got a feeling they might like me back. Think I’ve still got a chance?” 
Your mouth parts. You stare at him incredulously, then nod shakily. “I think you’ve always had a chance.” 
Mitsuya can’t stop the smile that crosses his face. It’s bright, maybe a little too bright, but he can’t help it.
“Alright,” he says, and he’s amazed he’s still got his cool, because his heart feels like it’s about to fly out his chest, “tomorrow at five. I’ll pick you up.”
And before you leave, he’s running back to you, reaching for your hand. “Wait.”
The hopeful look you send him makes him flush, and he grins cheerfully. “I’ll be getting you flowers next time. Just you wait.”  
SANZU HARUCHIYO 
“Gotta throw these fucking weeds out, Haitani.” Sanzu picks up a bouquet on the center-table with two fingers. “Gross. Did Valentine's Day come early, or some shit?” 
He doesn’t miss the deadpanned stare you send his way. “Haruchiyo, those are roses.”
“So? It’s July.”  
Haitani Ran appears out of nowhere to snatch the bouquet from his grasp. “Get your fucking hands off,” he warns, “those are mine. Don’t touch what isn’t yours.”
“Sore spot?” Sanzu raises an unimpressed eyebrow. “Didn’t know you were such a sentimentalist.” 
“Yeah, yeah,” Ran glowers, clutching the roses possessively to his chest. “Get outta my sight.” 
“You’ll regret that.” He steps toward Ran, only pausing when your hand tugs against his suit. 
“C’mon,” you murmur. “He’s ugly. Isn't worth it.” 
Sanzu’s hand immediately wraps around your waist, tugging you flush to him. “Let’s dip,” he mutters lowly into your ear, “Can’t stand him.”
Out in fresh air, he runs a hand through his hair. “What’s the big deal?” He turns to you. “Never thought he’d get so worked up over nothing.” 
You sigh, reaching for his hand. “Should’ve done this sooner, huh?” 
“Done what?” The look on his face nearly resembles a pout. “You know something I don’t? If you’re keeping secrets with Haitani, I won’t be happy.” 
“So jealous,” you sigh, covering his eyes. “Don’t peek and wait here. I’ve got a surprise for you.” 
“Whatever,” Sanzu mutters, “just come back soon.” He watches you disappear into a shop, then waits outside, scuffing the sidewalk with the soles of his shoes. 
You reappear in front of him with a giddy smile. “Look, aren’t these pretty?” 
Sanzu blinks, bewildered at the bouquet of pink flowers in your hands. “What the hell is this?” 
The laugh creases against your eyes. You swat him, lightly. “They’re peonies. Wanna know what they mean?” 
“No.”
You tell him anyway. “Love, beauty, happiness.” 
Sanzu scoffs, rolling his eyes. “You don’t need flowers to confirm that. I could’ve told you that myself.” He straightens up, tugging you closer to him. “You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.” He flicks your cheek. “There. Next time you’re feeling sad, just ask.” 
“No,” you laugh. You brush a lock of hair behind his ear. “Got these for you, baby.” The sweet look on your face makes him flush. “You’re beautiful and make me happy.”
Sanzu scowls. He snatches the flowers before you can finish, simultaneously wrapping his arm around your waist just so his face can’t be seen clearly by you.
“Let’s go,” he grumbles, “you’re the fucking worst.” 
He doesn’t allow you to mention the bright blush lighting up his cheeks, or the stupid smile tugging at his lips as the two of you head home.
TACHIBANA NAOTO 
Naoto sighs, eyes half-lid and exhausted. He leans back in his chair, loosely unbuttoning his collar with one hand as he thinks of the amount of overtime he plans to put in this week.
There’s still so much to cover, and with Takemichi wandering around somewhere in the past, Naoto needs to learn everything, just in case.  
A knock sounds on his door. 
Naoto barely reacts. “What is it?” 
You peer through the door, eyes widening as you take in his appearance. “Sorry, am I bothering you?” 
Naoto straightens back up, attentive. “Not at all.”
He glances at your state in concern. “It’s late. Go home. I told you to rest and take care of yourself.”
His words must ignite something in you, because you huff in irritation and walk straight to his desk. “You’re one to talk, Tachibana. You look like you’ll pass out on us anyday, now.”
Your check his forehead temperature, mutually concerned. “You’re burning up. Come on, go home.” 
He blinks, stunned. “That’s not important.” But he can’t deny it; he’s softening into your touch. Your skin feels so cool against his. Relief he didn’t know he needed. Didn't know he wanted.
“Alright,” your face sets in determination. “I’ll go home when you go home.” 
Naoto’s eyes widen. “No–”
“–yes. You’re sick, I’m telling you.” You shift, bashfully. “Anyway, I didn’t come here to nag you.”
With a breath for bravery and the sweetest smile tugging at your lips, you quickly push a bundle of flowers into his face. “For you!” you say, already on your way out. “Don’t work too hard, Tachibana.”
You got him flowers?
They’re gorgeous. Are they really … for him?
“Wait,” he starts, pushing past his desk to grab the sleeve of your wrist, “wait, please.” He holds the flowers gingerly, almost fearful he’ll do something wrong, hold them wrong, maybe? Is that a thing? He isn’t sure. “I appreciate it, but what for?”
“You’re always working so hard,” you murmur, clearly embarrassed, “so I wanted to get you something small. Don’t forget to take care of yourself, too.” 
Naoto’s smiling. It starts in his eyes, but even he can’t help the expression from softening his normally heavy-set features. Do you realize you’ve mirrored his words? It’s sweet. Cute, even. 
“Alright,” he says, eyes twinkling, “one hour. Get whatever you need done, and then we’re both going home.”
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bluerskiees · 1 year
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Rindo: “Why is that person glaring at you?”
Ran: “Oh, they accused me of being a creep for standing here for more than five minutes, and I may or may not have agreed and claimed I was here specifically to kidnap you. They didn’t know how to respond, so they’ve just been scowling at me from a distance ever since.”
Rindo: “........Shall we make an overly dramatic exit?”
Ran: “Nothing would please me more.”
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haitani-trash · 2 years
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ok but WAIT
we know that Ran had a buzz cut in juvie so there must have been a period of time where he had a fucking bob and it’s CANON
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whatstheoccasion · 2 years
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hey sweetie, for the 300 event can i please request fluff with Ran, Hands, Heartbeat? thank you
sure you can baby ♡ tw: tiny mentions of violence, blood.
Ran's hands were cautious while you were out together in the daylight and he delicately touched you, grabbing your hand while talking to a stranger and adding "my" to start any sentence about you, the possessive title serving as a warning for anyone to back off, lithe hands pulling you closer by your waist.
When it was time for the sunset and you would be in a car, surrounded by his bodyguards as he beat up the guy who dared look at you the wrong way in front of him. You couldn't help but look, Ran's pale hands flexing in time of his punches, until they stain a vivid red color. They look strong when he grabs the offending man by the collar, and you could feel chills running down your spine at the sound of his low warning, "If I ever see you near them again, you're gonna have to deal with me, you bastard~"
Ran's hands are soft only for you, grabbing your jaw while you kiss, as you lay protected on his chest at night; gently rubbing your back after a nightmare, the calm beating of his heart lulling you to a peaceful sleep. Sneaking beneath your shirt when you hug him, delicately brushing away your stray hairs while you eat. They were, undoubtedly, your favorite part about him.
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jjtheclown555 · 2 years
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I've been working on Mother Dearest pt.2 but until then I wanted a little crack to show of the relationship between her and her kids and a bit of her swearing like a sailor.
"Son!" "Yeah?" Ran and Rindou shout for their individual rooms. "I meant my favourite!" Silence weighs for a few moments before Rindou calls out, "Did you have another son while we were in prison 'cause I know damn well you hate us both!"
Their mom chuckles, "I don't hate you, I just wonder how long my goddamn pregnancy pains and morning sickness will last! I mean, dear lord Rin, I vomit every time I see that bullshit haircut!" Ran cackles loudly at his mothers comment, loud enough for Rin to tell him to shut up from his own room. "You don't get to laugh at him Ran, have you seen your dyed hair? Coulda just gone with the good ol' fashioned split dye but no! No, you had to fuck up your hair with that monstrosity!"
"And the braids!" Rindou snorts.
"Oh dear lord! Spice it up, Ran! If you want to be a shitty version of Wednesday Addams then at least get creative! French braids, dutch braids, anything but those basic-ass, three-strand, Wednesday Addams-lookin' braids!"
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teruri-ruri · 1 month
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Haitanis and their eyesight problems.
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buccini555 · 6 months
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𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: "𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮"
⁀➴ Them reacting to you saying "I hate you" after an argument
⌕ H e a d c a n o n s !
ᶻ 𝗓ᵎ 𝐹𝑡. Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Kakucho Hitto, Izana Kurokawa, Shinichiro Sano, Inui Seishu and Kokonoi Hajime
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𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢
Ran would be surprised and immediately remain completely silent, he would ignore you and look at you with a look of utter disappointment.
"So that's it? You hate me? Okay, just leave me." He would say in a serious tone, pretending not to be hurt in a certain way and would definitely shrug his shoulders, ignoring you after your spoke.
"Think better before you take out your stupid anger on me, understood?" Ran wouldn't listen to your apologies or any other speech coming from you, he would remain rude to you for a long period of time and would certainly become even more absent.
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𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢
Momentarily, Rindou just wouldn't take your sentence seriously, despite that, that doesn't mean that hearing those words didn't hurt him in some way.
"You have to control your fucking emotions before you say something you'll regret later." Immediately, Rindou would respond to your speech, looking away and shaking his head in denial, it was undeniable that Rindou was totally disappointed with such an attitude coming from you.
"... Leave me alone." He would ask politely before he lost control with you and worsened the current situation between the two of you.
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𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨
Haruchiyo would ignore you talk, or at least try to ignore it, hearing you say that you sincerely hated him broke his heart, but he would never show any feelings about it.
"I'm not going to stand here and listen to you talk shit." Sanzu wouldn't hesitate to leave to avoid even more confusion, he honestly didn't intend to end up losing control with you.
"...You've already hurt me enough." It would be the last thing Haruchiyo would say to you before walking away, even if you apologized or wanted him to stay, Sanzu would ignore you, even if he didn't want to, he would leave you for a while.
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𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨
Kakucho always did his best to avoid fights and would never say rude things to you, when he heard you say that you hated him, the taller felt his world collapse at the same moment, despite everything, Kakucho hid how sensitive he was, but, at that moment, all he could do was cry.
"I-I'm sorry for making you hate me, I never wanted that..." As soon as he calmed down a little, he would say completely disappointed in having let things get to this state.
After this fact, Kakucho would remain hurt for a long time, no matter how much he understood you or accepted your apology, he would continue to feel that feeling of not feeling loved and being unable to make someone really love him.
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𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚
Izana would be deeply hurt and disbelieve your words, as soon as he heard you, he would laugh nervously, but as soon as he realized how serious your words were, the smile would give way to a serious expression.
"I hate myself too, do you think I would really be affected by your stupid hatred for me?" Izana would say, screaming, he wouldn't even be able to look at you, he would just remain brooding away inside because he thought that, in a way, he had caused such behavior in you.
"Since you hate me, go ahead! Leave! Leave me like everyone else did!" It would be Izana's final speech, he really wouldn't accept your apology.
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𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨
Shinichiro would look at you with a look of disapproval and sadness, he wouldn't even be able to believe what he was hearing.
"... You hate me?" He would say, still in denial, the fight would end instantly, Shinichiro wouldn't even want to hear you anymore, he would really believe those words and that would hurt.
"I would never say something like that to you, never! Do you know the pain of hearing that? You'll never know that." After completing his speech, it would take you a while to see him again, Shinichiro would definitely leave you there, alone, because he was hurt and also to get away from all those fights.
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𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐮
He would be completely disbelieved in your statement even though he knew that the fight was becoming unbearable, he really didn't expect that from you.
"Y-you hate me?" He would question, with teary eyes and a trembling and low voice, as soon as you finished speaking, Inupi would immediately look away and try to hide how much it affected him.
"I'm sorry for making you hate me, it won't happen again." Before you could say anything or apologize, Inui would say, walking away and going to be alone for a while, at that moment, he would believe your words, making him feel guilty for not being able to avoid all that fight.
After a while of trying to convince himself that you just said that in a moment of anger, Inui would try to forget the whole mess.
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𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞
Kokonoi would be silent as soon as you made your speech, hearing you say that you hate him would really hurt him, despite that, Koko wouldn't show how sad and disappointed he would feel, on the contrary, he would act as if nothing had happened.
"You hate me? Okay, I'll remember that." He would say in the calmest tone he could and give a wry smile.
"I'm sorry, but I can't say the same to you." Kokonoi would walk away from you and not say anything else after that, ignoring any apology or anything like that, deep down, he would honestly be holding himself back from crying.
Even if everything was fine, Koko would definitely hold a certain grudge against you, moreover, he would start to think that you really hate him, making him become a little cold and distant.
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hoejosatoru · 3 months
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More Random NSFW headcannons for Tokyo Revengers men
part 1 here
Ran
Loves having risky sex. Whether it's a semi public place or fucking someone he knows he shouldn't (like a friend's sister) he's all about it. He gets a rush out of getting away with it, plus he loves the idea of breaking the rules. It makes the sex so much more exciting and satisfying to him. But don't think that means he's gonna be quiet about it. He loves pushing the boundaries by trying to make you scream while he fucks you to see just how much he can get away with.
Rindou
This man is going to put you in positions you didn't even know were possible. He's so good a manipulating your body into anyway he wants. Loves having you pinned and completely at his mercy. He's never satisfied until he's fucked you dumb. Has good stamina so he's definitely able to blow multiple loads in you until he's had his fill.
Izana
Meanie in bed. You want something? Better be ready to beg for it. And if you don't do a good enough job, well, then you better be prepared to be punished. Teases and degrades you until you're a begging mess, but when he finally give you what you want it's so good. Knows your body so well he can make you cum in a minute when he wants.
Kakucho
Literally the opposite of Izana. Worships you and would do anything you ask. Not a fan of quickies because he likes to take his time and appreciate every part of your body. Foreplay goes on forever, but it's amazing. You've cum multiple times before he even puts it in. And he's the sweetest with aftercare.
Shinichiro
Okay so I think he's the type to cum quick. This isn't a diss because I love Shin, but his ass just cannot resist busting when he's in pussy, especially if you're fucking raw. He'll apologize profusely and say it's just cause you feel so fucking good. But it doesn't ever bother you because this man will never leave you unsatisfied no matter what. Plus, he loves eating you out after he's cum in you.
Wakasa
Lowkey a little manipulator. He acts like he doesn't like a fuss, but he fucking loves getting you jealous. He'll flirt with other girls to get you all riled up because he thinks it's sexy when you get all mad. Of course he will take you to the bathroom and fuck you until the whole place knows that you belong to each other.
Takeomi
Loves revers cowgirl because I think he's an ass man. Also cause he’s a little lazy and likes making you do the work. There is nothing sexier to him than getting to watch his cock slip in and out of you. Also smokes during sex. Will never actually burn you with the cigarette, but purposefully lets some ashes fall on you. He likes the way you gasp and whine when they hit your skin.
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milkywaydrabbles · 7 months
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❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who would give you the world if you asked him to. Ran, who fell in love with you the moment he saw you, bright eyed and laughing at a joke or other your friend said in a club he owned.
❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who watched you for the rest of the night, dancing silly with the rest of your friends, you just came to have a fun time, not wanting to go home with anyone.
❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who felt nervous the moment your eyes met his, seeing how your eyes grew wide with embarrassment that you were caught staring. (He could help but smile, like he hadn't been staring all night)
❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who finally had the balls to tap you on your shoulder and introduce himself (not as the owner, just as some guy really) and asked for a date.
❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who bought you flowers week after week, telling you that you were worth these and more.
❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who didn't tell you about himself, what he really did, until a few months into the relationship, hoping for the best but expecting the worst.
❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who wanted to propose to you on the spot when you just smiled at him and laughed, running your hands through his hair when he heard you say 'that explains a lot of things. Now, can I finally meet your brother?'
❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who bought the engagement ring the day after you moved in with him a year into the relationship, because he just knew you were the one since the day he met you.
❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who writes his own vows because he wants it to be special for you and only you, waiting for the right day to pop the question.
❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who will tell the rest of the execs that you're his wife, even if you're not married yet, because he knows you will be one day.
。゚゚・。・゚゚。 ゚。 Haitani Ran  ゚・。・゚
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avengersassemble123 · 4 months
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Princess
PAIRING: Dad!RAN HAITANI X Mom!READER, (DOMESTIC AU, PARENT AU) RAN AND READER ARE IN THEIR 30S. Genre: Fluff, Slight angst, Heartwarming, Slight crack at the end.
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You and Ran had two cute daughters, Reina, your eldest who was 4 years old, and Rimika, your newborn of 10 months.
You had picked up your kids from your parents house after you returned from work, after which you changed them into their nightwear and pajamas, serving them their dinners, before putting Rimika to sleep. As you put Rimika to sleep, you noticed your other daughter no where in her room, making you confused. After making sure your youngest was asleep, you walked into the living room, only to find your daughter, sitting on the couch with her legs spread, her blond small braids on her shoulders, her arms crossed, staring at a distance with a pout. You'd never lie that you two made exceptionally cute kids, but you had to figure out what was going on in your daughter's mind.
"What's on your mind sweetie?" You said, as you sat beside her on the couch, folding your legs up on the couch, your one hand resting on the top of the headrest, where you leaned your head against, while your other hand poked your daughter's cheek.
"Nothing..." Your daughter mumbled, the pout still not leaving her face, making you snort, "Are you sure? You can tell me if something's troubling you, okay? Im your mama, and ill help you no matter what, and so does daddy. So dont be shy or scared to tell us anything, because we are here for you."
"Okay.." Your daughter mumbled, making you more confused. Reina was an energetic and cheerful girl, but also surprisingly mature for her age. So it was an obvious surprise seeing your cheery baby be quiet and calm.
You two stayed in silence for a few moments, as you continued watching TV, since you were waiting for your husband to return home and have dinner together.
You could see Reina take glances at you, opening and closing her mouth for a few seconds. You didnt want to force her into telling you, as you wanted her to develop the trust for you from within her. After a few minutes you heard your daughter speak.
"Mama"
"Yea?"
"Why does Dada spend so much money?"
You looked amused at your elder daughter, Reina, as she looked cute with her head tilted slightly, eyebrows furrowed curiously.
"What do you mean?"
"Well...today at school, Mimi said that her mom scolds her for asking too much toys, and that she needs to grow more big and be a good girl to get more toys. But when i ask Dada to buy me something he gives me what i want. Does this mean I'm a bad girl?"
You then fully turn towards your daughter, lowering the voice of the TV, before speaking, "No sweetie, thats not completely true. Yes you need to be good girl and grow big to get some much cooler toys, but Dada buys you stuff because he loves you very much, and just wants you to be happy and see you smile."
Listening to this, your daughter's eyes sparkled, as she crawled and sat beside you, "Really?"
"Yes really"
Reina then put a finger on her lips in her thinking pose, as she sat facing towards you on the couch, "Why does Dada love us and Uncle Rindou so much then?"
You took a deep breath, thinking of how to exactly answer this question, "That's because when Dada was just like you, he didnt have anyone to love him and uncle Rindou, just like how Dada loves you. Thats why Dada gives you big warm hugs so that you know that he will always be there for you."
Reina crawled towards you more, as she hugged you by the waist, making you hug her as well, as you soothed her hair with your one hand. You decided to let her stay awake this time, as you knew she wanted to see her dad.
After half an hour, you heard a jingling of keys, before you saw the lilac haired man walk in, exhausted, his eyes glimmering as soon as it fell on you and your daughter.
Reina broke from your grasp, before rushing towards her father, yelling 'Daddaaa' as Ran kneeled down to catch her into a hug.
"Heyy Princess, I missed youuu." Ran said, as he picked her by both his hands and hugging her tightly, as you walked towards the father daughter duo, "Okay Reina, let Dada clean himself up before you yammer his ears out."
After Ran came out of the bedroom freshened up, he saw his daughter sat on the kitchen counter talking about her favourite cartoon, while you readied both of yours dinners, humming and replying to her conversation in between.
As Ran walked towards the kitchen, Reina spotted him, squealing and telling him to pick her up by signalling him by her wide open arms. He picked her up, balancing her by his hip and one arm, while the other held his plate, as you two settled on the couch.
As you three talked with each other, Reina twiddled with her braid, before asking,
"Dada i want to ask you something."
"What is it princess?"
"Does your Mama and Dada love you?"
You both looked at Reina surprised at the sudden question before looking at each other, wondering how to answer the question, before Ran took deep breath, looking towards the TV for a few seconds, before audibly exhaling, "Well sweetie, i dont have a mama or dada."
Reina tilted her head in confusion, "Why not dada? Where are they?"
"I don't know sweetie. Me and uncle Rindou don't know where they are."
"Why?" Reina prodded.
"Because my Mama and Dada didn't want me and uncle Rindou, so they threw us away."
Ran was used to it and was in terms with it since him and his brother were young, so he said it casually as if it was not a big deal. Reina pouted sadly, as she stopped twiddling with her blonde braid.
"Awwww" Reina said sadly, as Ran nodded, as he continued eating his food. "I know right. But now i not only have uncle Rindou, but your mama, Rimika and you as well now."
Reina stayed quiet for a few seconds before innocently looking into Ran's eyes.
"I want you Dada."
Ran stopped mid bite, as you both looked at her in surprise.
He could feel himself becoming warm, surprisingly feeling his eyes blur slightly, as he put down the spoon on his plate before tugging his baby towards him, "Come here pumpkin." Ran cooed, hugging Reina tightly as Reina reciprocated the hug, as she buried her face in his chest. Your heart swelled with warmth as you heard your daughter's heartwarming words, and the warm interaction between the father and daughter.
Ran and Rindou had to work their asses off before they were one of the toughest delinquents in Roppongi in their teens, and they were happy and enough with each other. So they didnt bother with their parents' absence majority of the times, but that also meant them having lack of parental affection as well.
Ran never thought about his future much until he met you, making you one of the few people he cared about, asides from Rindou and some of his friends. And now you gifted him with two beautiful daughter with equally beautiful hearts. And hearing his daughter's words, he never knew that such her few words would make him so vulnerable and loved, as if his inner child had been healed.
"I want you Dada. I love you."
"I love you too, so so so much princess, more than anyone can imagine." Ran said as he showered her face with kisses, not breaking the hug, as you rubbed your hand soothingly at his back.
"Dada will always be with you and would fight any bad guys trying to hurt my princesses."
Reina giggled as she was showered by her dada's attention and kisses. After finishing your dinners, Reina played with you both, as she kept on chatting and talking about her day in school, and how she got a star in her hand by the teacher for good job. Soon, unsurprisingly, she felt sleepy as she let out a yawn, making Ran moving to pick her.
"Dada i wanna play with you more."
"We'll play tomorrow. Now you're very sleepy."
"Awww I'm not. Pwease Dada." Reina whined as she wrapped her arms around Ran's neck and pulling him down, as she sat on the floor, whining, but her sleepy eyes saying otherwise.
"How about you go to sleep now and Ill tell you a bedtime story."
Reina blinked, as she thought about the offer before nodding and letting Ran pick her up, as she buried her face on his shoulder.
As he settled Reina in her bed, Ran told her a fairytale bedtime story, as Reina listened closely, before she felt her eyes droop.
As Ran saw her fall asleep, he soothed her head by his hand before kissing her on her forehead. He then kissed lightly on Rimika's forehead before walking out of the kid's room, and entering both of your's master bedroom, as you readied yourself to sleep.
As you both got on the bed, you had a slight smile on your face, as you placed a hand on his shoulder, "Hey, you okay?"
Ran looked at her, "Yea, in fact, im more than fine." Ran smiled genuinely, which made you kiss him on the cheek.
"im glad. Reina really does love you a lot, sometimes even more than me which makes me jealous. A complete Dada's girl. I wont even be surprised if even Rimika would favor you more." You joked, as Ran snorted lightly, as you both sat leaning against the headboard of the bed.
"Well its the Haitani genes, baby? What did you expect? Im the cooler parent obviously" Ran smirked, making you playfully roll your eyes.
We sat for a few seconds in silence, before Ran spoke up, "I was thinking of taking a holiday from work tomorrow, and spend some time with the kids. Ill inform Rindou about it"
"I think thats a good idea as well, its been a while, and Reina and Rimika did miss you a lot. But inform Rindou now, because we both know damn well you wont wake up early in the morning, and even if you do, you'll become a grumpy old man."
Ran rolled his eyes, at your comment, reaching towards his phone by the bedside table. "You are just proving my point the more you roll your eyes."
"Watch your tongue woman." Ran glared playfully, as he texted Rindou about his leave, before setting the phone aside, wrapping his hands around your waist, as you switched off the bedside lamps and laid down on the bed to sleep. Ran snuggled you towards him, your back towards his chest, as you could feel his chest moving.
"By the way, you need to stop spoiling your kids more. We already have a mini you in the form of our eldest daughter, and if you spoil her more, she's gonna turn into a brat."
"What wrong with a mini me? Im great."
you turned around, facing him, your eyebrows raised, giving him a 'really' look, "No offense, but i cannot let our daughter inherit your personality of all people."
"I have a great personality woman, what are you talking about. Im charming, fun and easy going."
"You have a shitty personality."
"Oh yea? Bold words coming from the woman who married and had sex with this personality, not to mention, have two kids."
You rubbed your fingers at the bridge of your nose as you sighed, knowing he had a point, as Ran smirked, his droopy eyes lit up in amusement.
"Fine, just dont spoil them too much. As it is Reina has started throwing tantrums more than usual, i dont want her to continue like this."
Ran raised his eyebrow amusingly, as he calmly and jokingly spoke, "Reina doesnt throw much around me though?"
"Of course she won't, she knows you'll give her anything you want."
"And that i will always do, no matter what. She's my little princess after all."
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sanb3rry · 10 months
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IM SO SORRY BUT THE SIMILARITIES ARE ASTRONOMICAL ALQOSMQSKWK HE LOOKS SO CUTE THO
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verslxt · 6 months
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pairing : ran haitani x fem bodied!reader
warnings : public sex, sex in front of parents, cock warming
authors note : my period starts in four days 😖
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as you sat in your boyfriend ran haitanis lap feeling his cock stretch you out little by little as he talks to your parents.
"so are you treating our daughter right?" your dad asked him as ran gave a little thrust up playing it off as if he was readjusting himself.
ran smiled "yes, i am she makes it a little bit hard sometimes but i'll always make sure to treat her right"
you readjusted yourself on rans lap to give yourself some friction. the lack of seats at your parents house made ran just delighted that you had to wear the most beautiful sun dress with his favorite thong of yours
your parents left the room for a minute making ran thrust hard up into you covering your mouth with his hand to cover your moans as he gave a hard thrust up again
he had you get off his cock pulling his cock out and collecting some of your slick on his head his piercing running past your clit (you can not tell me ran haitani does not have a cock piercing). the coldness of the ball feeling so fucking good on your clit
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i'm soo sorry that this is so short i just wanted to get it out because it's a day late and i've skipped 3 kinktober posts because of an illness. love you guys
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haitani-trash · 2 years
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Ran would be the fucking worst when he’s sick tho like honestly, he’d be such a whiny fucking baby about it and it would be cute for the first day and then you’d just want to throttle him
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h3yl4dies · 1 month
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✰ 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠!
✰ 𝐀𝐤𝐚 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐤𝐮 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬!
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𝙏𝙮𝙥𝙚 : 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨
𝘼𝙙𝙢𝙞𝙣'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 : 𝙏𝙔𝙎𝙈 𝙁𝙊𝙍 100 𝙁𝙊𝙇𝙇𝙊𝙒𝙀𝙍𝙎! 𝘽𝙩𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚!! 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙡!!
𝙋𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 : 𝙃𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙞 𝙍𝙖𝙣 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙃𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙞 𝙍𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙪 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙪𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙮𝙤 𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙯𝙪 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧
𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 ⚠ : 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨 & 𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙯𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 💀
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☛ 𝐑𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈
Him being the most non-caring sadistic motherfucker reacting to a girl crying is very confusing for him
You were recently stressed because of your college assignments and paperwork shit
You were at your room crying quietly until he walked passed your room, heading soft crying whimpers
He went into the room with our knocking and saw you hugging your soaked pillow with your tears on the bed
"Yo what happened?" He said as he sat on the edge of your bed, patting your back slowly as you opened your reddish teary eyes at him
He isn't the best listener, but he is also a good help
You vented your problems and stress to him as he quietly listened
After you were done venting, he suggests that you should not care about your shit rn, you should take a break instead
Oh yeah, hes the type to not take these kind of shit seriously so he would just randomly comfort you and suggest you should rip your assignments in half 💀
"Lmao who cares about studying and homework? They are just here to ruin your life worse so why don't we just burn it?"
He's already handing you a fucking lighter 😭
You tried stopping him from burning the assignments but nvm
Overall, he's not the best listener but he is willing to do whatever he can to make you feel better (in the worse way 💀)
☛ 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔
Awh, he's so sweet
Blud is the type to be nonchalant when he actually has the most Pure-sweetest heart ever
You and rindou go to the same high school, during cleaning time. Rindou wanted to borrow a mop from your class
When he went to your classroom, no one was there. You were the only one. You were crying in the empty classroom quietly.
"Huh- wtf-.. Hey what happened..? "
HE'S THE TYPE TO BE SO CONFUSED AND NOT EXPECTING THIS
it turns out that some kid from your class forced you to take over their duty of cleaning the classroom and you were upset about it
When he heard about that, he would be visibly angry.
He would want to gain information about that kid from your class and plan to meet him at the school gate with Ran and beat the shit out of him 🤦‍♀️
"Hey, don't stress about this alright? It's okay, I will help you clean your classroom together"
He feels like the best thing he can do is to help you out, after helping you out, you are gonna plan a funeral for that kid who forced you because rindou isn't joking in planning to beat him up 💀💯
"Don't worry, I will take care of him later but let's quickly finish this alright?"
Overall, he's a good listener! Better than his brother actually
☛ 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐎
Oh god
I swear to the fucking lord
HE is the worst one out of these 3 characters I am writing for right now 😭
I AM ACTUALLY BEING FR HE IS THE WORST THERAPIST AND LISTENER
You were recently made fun of, because of your body which made you extremely insecure
You were at the school bathroom stalls crying quietly and locking yourself in the stalls
When he found out about this, boy he isn't gonna turn on the comfort energy, HE BOUTTA TURN ON HIS KILLING SPREE ENERGY INSTEAD 💯🤬🙏
Another reminder, whatever he says might be toxic as fuck
"Why the hell are you crying over this shit? They're just mad"
he might get annoyed from your crying but if he actually cares, he would just kill the bullies tbh
He wants to end things quick and not make it a drama so he would just randomly quickly murder their asses
As you all know, if you seek comfort from him, it isn't gonna be good 😭
He would stutter and think what to say to make you feel better, he has 0 experience from comforting people
"Hey uh, it's alright, stop crying and things will get easier and better"
Overall, he's the least listener and comforter I recommend in here (hey at least he tried 😁)
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jjtheclown555 · 2 years
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if we ever find out about the haitani bros parents and its not a single mom and an absentee father their mom divorced when they were like 7 and their mom loves them more than anything and lectures them a lot but cant stop herself from crying when they go to prison then i dont want it!
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unluckilyimnot · 2 months
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Hello^^can I please ask for headcannons with izana, mikey, baji and ran with reader who has eating disorder (like cassie from skins:( ) please don't do this if you're not comfortable
S/o with ed
Characters : Izana, Mikey, Ran
Type : angst, hurt to comfort
Words count : 0.8
It’s fine, I can write about it, it’s just the same as an old one I did : I speak as a girl who experienced it in a certain way (which is not as “hard” as Cassie) so I’ll do my best and I don’t mean any hurt it can cause. If you’re struggling with ed we can talk about it if you feel like it, but at least don’t hesitate to talk about it. You can get through it even if it’s hard (I did but I’m not cured at all)
I love you, take care of yourself and people around you ♡
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Izana noticed quickly how you start to eat less and less. He cooks for you both the most and he can’t help but notice how a picky eater you’ve slowly become until eating barely enough to go on. As a small eater himself, he gets more and more worried when you start eating less than him. He knows you’ve never really been comfortable with your body and so, losing weight isn’t a bad idea if you feel like it’s what you need.
Yet, it got out of hand when he finally noticed your showing ribs even when you’re not stretching or breathing out. He sees them a little too much to his liking.
“You can’t go on like this.” he pointed out one day, during a meal. You haven’t touched your plate and you gulped at his words. “It’s not too much,” he added, pointing to your plate, “you’ll have to learn to eat again now.” he paused, waiting for your answer that is never coming. “It’s ok to be a small eater, but not to not eat at all.”
You clenched your jaw. As if you don’t know it well enough. As if you could just eat like that after all this time. His words hurt you more than anything, you thought he would understand.
“I know it’s hard, you don’t have to go through this alone.”
“You don’t know anything.”
“Darling what do you think ? Have you seen me ? Isn’t it obvious enough ?” You looked at him, thinking about his habits a bit more and the way he looks before it hit you. Your eyes water, you were too focused on yourself to notice him, to even realize.
“We’re in this together.” he said with a smile.
Mikey doesn’t notice. All he noticed is that you’re not eating with him anymore. You go out with him but don’t ask for a bit anymore, nor do you take something for yourself. He doesn’t understand and sadly doesn’t know either how to handle it.
“Why aren’t you taking anything ?” he pouted, almost refusing to eat if you don’t.
“I’m simply not hungry Mikey, it’s fine, eat!”
“You’re never hungry lately !” It sounds more like a tantrum than anything else honestly and you can’t help but lie about it.
“I eat well enough at home, don’t worry. I’m just trying to lose weight lately.”
“What ? No !” you can hear him pouted. “I like you the way you are, I’ll be sad if you lose weight. It wouldn’t feel the same when I’ll hold you. I hate to think about it.”
He was so pure in his words, you didn’t have the heart to tell him the truth.
“I’ll try not to lose too much then.” So you lied again, but seeing his smile was more than enough.
Ran is more than aware of what this is. You sleep too much. He does too, he knows that, but you always seem exhausted. Your skin is dry and almost gray. At first he checked your temperature for a few days, on those when it hit hard. Then he started to look at your activities, you still have to go to uni and stuff, maybe that’s what makes you this irritated. You don’t laugh much these days.
Finally, he started to look out for what you eat and he was met with the terrible truth that you’re not, and that’s probably what’s causing all of that. He has rough memories with that, and he wishes to not live them one more time.
“My love,” he purred into your ear, holding you from behind while you’re cutting some fruits.
“Yeah ?”
“Are you gonna eat more than that ?” You froze in his arms, not knowing what to say. “Would you share some ramen with me ? You don’t have to eat much, just something else other than an apple.”
“Ran I –”
“You know, it happened to my mom,” he cut you. He understands your side, but he wants you to understand his as well. “She was really sick because of this. And well, you know the end,” he snuggles his nose in your neck. “I don’t want this to happen to you.”
You don’t know what to say. It’s easier said than done and you don’t even wanna get better, not now, not now that it’s working and you’re close to your goal. Not now that –
“So, would you ?” but you can’t say no to him. And it’s not too much right. It’s just this time.
“Yeah, ok but just a few bites.”
“Right, I don’t want you to be sick.” he smiled against your skin. “Thank you. I love you”
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I skipped baji sorry I hope it’s not your fav, I didn’t have an idea sniff. Mikey’s one is a little simple but young mikey is pure and rather simple minded at first.
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