#hanemiya

[ranhaitanisgf]

hi omg i'm so excited for you and your event you deserve the 2k!! could i request childhood friends to lovers with kazutora wherein reader is baji's sister and they fake date for awhile to fuck with their friends but then realize their feelings for each other? also angst to fluff maybe !! have a good one and take care<3

— kazutora hanemiya // childhood friends to lovers // fake dating

☆ ˎˊ˗ THIS WAS SOOO FUN TO WRITE OMG !! thank you for requesting for my event !! i hope you all enjoyyy xoxo

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it was funny at first. 

when you’d seen the look on keisuke’s face, you’d had to use an epic amount of strength to keep yourself from laughing, only allowing yourself to have a bit of an amused look as you held kazutora’s hand. he was having a harder time containing his laughter, his face looking like he was going to break at any point as keisuke stared at the two of you, his jaw almost unhinging from how far it was hanging open. 

“you…you two…are dating?!” he spluttered, which made kazutora start to lose it. 

it had been even funnier when you and kazutora had shown up to one of the toman meetings, your hand once again encased in his. the amount of utterly shocked faces from all your friends had the both of you losing it once again, which had made the deal seem entirely worth it. 

that’s right. it was just a deal. a joke. the two of you were going to come clean soon and admit that it was all just to fuck with everyone. you would be able to laugh freely at their shocked faces, and you would all move on with your lives. 

so why were you feeling so bitter right now?

you had come across the scene by a complete mistake; you had been just been running to the convenience store to grab some snacks for yourself and your brother, (he had insisted on needing more yakisoba stocked up). you didn’t even known that kazutora had been in the area, and now you were frozen in your tracks, looking at him from afar. 

in front of the convenience store, he was holding a soda can in his hand, a plastic bag hanging from his arm. also hanging from his arm was a girl, the two of them talking with smiles on their faces as they seemed to be waiting for someone who was still inside the store. the girl was surprisingly close to kazutora, her body pressed up against his side, and you found it hard to recognize this boy who used to blush and stutter at the simple action of a girl talking to him. 

he hadn’t seen you yet, so you were taking a moment to contemplate what to do. should you just go back home? no, why should you care about this? the two of you aren’t even dating, so it really doesn’t concern you at all. besides, why should you go back home when you haven’t done anything wrong? 

you pulled the hood up on your sweater, pulling the hoodie strings so that most of your face was covered, leaving you with just a small amount of your vision. 

when you passed by kazutora, he didn’t even take a second glance at you, completely ignoring you. 

why would he talk to me?! i’m the one who made myself unrecognizable!!

you decided to put the confusing thoughts out of your mind, grabbing the snacks and packs of yakisoba, going up to the counter and quickly paying. with your bag of goodies in hand, you walked out of the store, noticing that kazutora and his little friend were nowhere to be seen. 

you let out a sigh of relief, (why are you relieved?) and started your walk back home, loosening the strings on your hood a bit. your hand reached into the bag, shuffling around in it a bit before picking a bag of chips, taking it out and ripping the top open. 

“yo.” 

“ahh!” you screamed, hearing a voice in your ear. you turned around, closing your eyes and throwing the bag of chips at the person. when you opened your eyes, you realized that kazutora was in front of you, looking at you with a confused expression and your bag of chips in his hands, (how did a single chip not fall out?). 

“your first reaction was to throw chips at me?” he questioned, taking a few steps to walk by your side as you grumbled, continuing your way home. “y’know, that’s not really a sound defense tactic.” 

“shaddup. gimme that.” you muttered, snatching your bag of chips from him. you grabbed a few chips, shoving them in your mouth and crunching as the two of you walked. 

feeling a stare on you, you glanced to the side, noticing how kazutora was looking at you with a quizzical expression. 

“what.” you said flatly, staring back at him with a blank look. “you got somethin’ to say?” 

“you seem pissed off.” 

“do i? well, i’m fine.” you answered, continuing to munch on your chips. 

“you don’t seem fine.” kazutora stated, his tone turning more serious. “what’s wrong? did someone do something to you? i can beat them up if you-” 

“i just told you i’m fine. can you get off my case? shit, i just wanted to get snacks! is that a fucking crime?!” you snapped. “don’t you have to go hang out with your arm candy or something? just leave me alone!!” you started to walk a bit faster, starting to regret what you said the moment it came out of your mouth. 

whatever. i’ll just go watch a drama and not think about this. 

you felt kazutora grab your arm, trying to keep you from stopping. the action made you want to roll your eyes; why was he acting like this?? 

“hey! i just told you i-!” your words were left unsaid as you turned around, guilt suddenly rushing through you. kazutora was looking at you with tears in his eyes, and now that you were paying more attention, his grip on your arm was extremely loose, holding it as though you were made of porcelain. 

“are you mad ‘cause you saw me with that girl? is it my fault?” he asked, his voice a bit shaky. 

“n-no, it’s not your fault…shit, i’m sorry…” you apologized, sighing a bit. “i’m sorry i snapped at you, i was just…” you trailed off. 

why were you so pissed off seeing kazutora with that girl? 

“...just…” you continued, trying to find an explanation for your actions. “...” your silence continued as you stared at him, the boy waiting for an answer from you. his sad, golden gaze felt like it was forcing you to admit the truth to yourself as you continued to look at him, (why did he almost look like a kicked puppy?). 

were you…jealous?

yes.

“i…don’t know. i’m sorry. just ignore everything i said.” you suddenly said. “i need to get home. okay. yes. i’m sorry, i’ll treat you to a meal soon as an apology, uhm, okay, bye-” 

“are you jealous?” 

you froze at kazutora’s words, your heart skipping a few beats as your jaw dropped. 

his face had suddenly changed into a smug expression, the tears that were in his eyes a moment ago completely gone. the look in his eyes hadn’t changed, he was still uncertain, but you could tell that he knew he had hit the nail on the head. 

“w-what?! why would i be jealous? we aren’t even dating for real!” you sputtered, trying to refute the accusation. “you could go and hang out with every girl in tokyo and i wouldn’t care!!” 

“you wouldn’t? that hurts me, (y/n).” kazutora said, a frown on his face as he stepped a bit closer to you, pulling your hood down. “i don’t know that girl, though. she was getting away from a creep, so i pretended to be her boyfriend for a while.” 

of course. 

you felt shame course through you as you realized you had overreacted for nothing, and you now looked like an absolute freak. there was no way kazutora would ever talk to you ever again, not after you had snapped at him like that-

“i would care if you were hanging out with another guy.” kazutora suddenly said. 

“what? why…?”

“because you’re mine. i like you.” you stared at him, your eyes damn near popping out of their sockets as you tried to figure out if he was playing with you or not. the look on his face and in his eyes didn’t change at all, staying serious and sincere as he looked back at you. 

“you’re…not joking?” you hesitantly asked. kazutora shook his head, his hands moving to rest on top of your shoulders. 

“i want…to date you. for real.” 

“...really?”

“yes. these last few weeks…” kazutora sighed, shaking his head. “...it was a mistake to agree to fake date. i was just too scared to ask you out for real, so i thought that it was the closest i could get to actually dating you. i’m sorry…if you hate me, that’s fine, i just needed to tell you-” 

“let me kiss you.” 

“w-what?!” 

“to see if you’re telling the truth.” you explained, putting on a confident front as you spoke. “if you’re lying, i’ll know it because you won’t kiss me. so, let me-mmph!” kazutora’s had suddenly moved from your shoulders to the back of your neck, pulling you towards him as his lips crashed into yours. 

your shock kept you from doing anything for a moment, but after your moment of shock was over, your hands immediately moved to cup his cheeks. you closed your eyes, embracing the feeling of kazutora’s soft lips on your own, gently moving as he kissed you deeper. 

you felt disappointed when he pulled away, though you suppose you were okay with the two of you staying this close together. 

“do you believe me now?” he asked earnestly. 

“yes…” you answered, still feeling a bit shocked at everything that had happened, (should you thank keisuke for bothering you to go and get yakisoba?). 

“good. lemme walk you home now, it’s getting kinda late.” kazutora said, smiling softly at you. his hands released from the back of your neck, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear before grabbing one of your hands from his face, interlocking your fingers and beginning to walk. 

the two of you walked for a minute or two in silence, which you felt grateful for since you were still trying to process what had just happened. 

did that really just happen?! ohhh my god…

“by the way, you didn’t answer my question.” kazutora suddenly piped up, looking at you. 

“what question?” 

“i asked if you wanted to date. for real, not fake.” 

“...shouldn’t you already have your answer?” you asked. “i don’t just let anybody kiss me, y’know.” 

“well, i’d hope not.” kazutora responded, pouting a bit. “i would be hurt if you did.” you rolled your eyes at his dramatic behavior. 

“riiight, because i’m the type of person who would actually do that…you’re so dramatic. i could almost think that you were fake crying earlier or something!” you joked. there was silence from kazutora, and when you looked at him, you immediately recognized his ‘oh shit’ face. “wait…were you actually fake crying earlier?!” 

“uh…” you gaped at him while he avoided eye contact. 

“are you serious?! what’s wrong with you!!” 

“well, you’re the one who was yelling at me…” 

“that doesn’t matter!! at least i wasn’t faking it!!” you argued, shaking your head. “seriously…you’re an emotional terrorist or something…” 

“but i’m your emotional terrorist!” 

“...you’re supposed to use that with an endearing term like ‘idiot’, not emotional terrorist.” 

“...sorry.”

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[wingo5]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAZUTORA!

His game animation is so cute but so sad at the same time 😭

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[child-kidnapper]

Tokyo Revengers songs

Kazutora Hanemiya (Daddy Issues-The neighboorhood)&(Twisted- Missio)&(SIU-Maretu)

Izana Kurokawa (Mama's Boy- Dominic Fike)

Manjiro Sano[MIKEY] (Can you feel my heart- Bring me the horizon)

Sinichiro Sano (Blackout day- Phantogram) >His Death<

Ken ryuguji[DRAKEN] (Angry too- Lola Blanc) > After Emma's death<

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[ryuseibutgayer]

HELP I accidentally found the most beautiful and what I think is the most realistic Kazutora cosplay (nix the missing earrings) EVER

His hair in a natural, real life styling would totally look like that. Honest.

I got this off of Pinterest, but the person I got it from didn't post credit so ig if you'd like to see this on pinterest their account is @bubblesk4i

NJjejdidiiaejid LOOK HOW PRETTY

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[sinisteryanderescribe]

~Too Naive~

:::DRABBLE:::

::: Female reader :::

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

::: Kazutora Hanemiya :::

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He let out a breathy chuckle.

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

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

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

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[em1e]

ʀᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴡᴏʀᴋ

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「kazutora hanemiya」 never knew what to quite make of you. he was an odd one, he could admit to that. unsure and unknowing. undeserving. of what? you’d always ask him. you. 

kazutora knows he’s done some. . . shitty things in his life. he knows he wasn’t dealt the best hand, spiraled in possibly the worst way he could, and despite that you still choose him. it always comes as a surprise when you find your way on his doorstep. 

your knock is soft, already well aware he knows you’re there from the text you sent five minutes ago stating you’d be there in less than that. you hear the soft clicks of the door being unlocked, smiling when your kazutora peeks around the corner. he stares only for a moment, before the door is being pulled open wider and you’re stepping into the foyer while sliding off your shoes, breathing in the familiarity you’ve become used to over the years. 

being so familiar with him lets you pick up on the little cues. the way he doesn’t meet your eye when you’re inside. the way his earring remains silent even as he walks, almost as if the writers in this show want you to know there’s something wrong. he doesn’t say a word as he moves to the couch. you find yourself settling beside him silently, smile faltering when he still doesn’t look at you. 

“kazutora.” your voice is nothing more than a whisper, always hesitant to break what silence surrounds you when things are not at peace in his mind. he blinks slowly, acknowledging the sound of his name leaving your lips, but doesn’t move to speak. 

he remains still at your touch when you cup his cheek as gently as possible to turn him to face you. he allows you to, frozen in his own world while his eyes scan your features. taking in you, in everything that you are to him, in his own descent, convinced this dimension of time is not possible. he knows he isn’t the save the world, get your love kinda guy. couldn’t be. shouldn’t be. not with his past. no matter what retribution he’s received for it. it’s unforgettable, unforgivable. 

he doesn’t deserve the gentle touch you’re giving him, or the worry you hold in the furrow of your brows. it shouldn’t be for him, he settles silently to himself, head tilting into your touch. your mouth is moving but he’s been so lost in thought, he doesn’t know if tuning in now would clarify what you might be saying. 

“. . .-elp you if you need me to, you know that right?” he catches the tail end of what you're saying, and part of him despises how easily you read him. how you know just what to say to make the barrier crack. 

“i can deal with it myself.” he settles on, though his head is heavy in your hand. 

“i know you can,” you hum, fingertips dancing against his cheek. it has him closing his eyes and exhaling softly, “you have before, but i’m here too. just for you. only you.” 

“it’s heavy.” he finds himself mumbling, eyes opening to read your expression. thinking maybe, possibly this is the moment you tell him he’s right and he has shit for luck because you aren’t going to deal with it anymore. 

but you smile, brush some hair from his face, and kiss his forehead, “i am here to help you carry it.” 

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[strawberryfairi]

“I loved you then…back when I knew you”

Synopsis: 💎 When your old high school best friend, and admittedly, first love randomly shows up at your door one morning after a bit over ten years apart, your memories of him that you once locked away comes flooding back. Are you open to hearing him out after all this time? (In other words…will you take your man back or nah?)

♕Pairings: Kazutora X Black Fem Reader 🤎 (ANYONE CAN READ)🛑Content: 18+ Eventual smut, Some grief, Some angst ~Crossposted On: Wattpad ONLY ~Updating WEEKLY

w.c. 3.3k💠 Released Jan 10, 2024

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CHAPTER 5; VALHALLAS NUMBER 3

Your mom had a world shattering conniption when she saw your black left eye Saturday morning, the day after all that with Osanai and his buddies went down.

You spent the entire weekend getting 'fixed up' as your mom called it, icing it and just laying down. She treated you like you were elderly and couldn't take care of yourself, bringing you food, tea, and water whenever you needed it. You didn't mind it at all, seeing as she was just expressing her immense amount of care.

Now it was Monday, time for school, and around that time where Kazutora would wait outside for you. Peeking through the curtains by your window, you checked to see if he was there.

He was in fact there.

Your heart both sank and fluttered at the same time. You wanted to see him but you didn't want him to see you, not like this. You had scrambled around through your hair products like a crazy person just minutes before, trying to style your hair in a way that would shield your black eye from view. With a deep sigh, you made your way down to the entrance of the building, mentally preparing to take on the day.

It'd be a lie to say Kazutora wasn't dying to know how your little 'date' went with the ballsy kid who asked you out last Friday. It'd also be a lie to say he wasn't hoping and praying it was terrible, wishing all the worst on the kid so you'd never choose to spend time with him over Kazutora again.

Even though he wished the worst, he wasn't expecting at all to find out what he did when you both got to the campus.

"That's why you have your hair in your face like that?! Let me see it." He demanded sharply, prying your hands away from your face. "No, no!" It's fine, let go!" You shot back, using all your strength to keep your hands in place. As other students walked by, they glanced over curiously at the two of you, trying to see what was going on. "Let.me.see it." His tone was so low and intimidating you dropped your hands immediately, looking up at him for just a second before looking towards the ground shamefully.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me." He gritted out angrily, gently lifting your head up by your chin and brushing your bangs back. His eyes practically scanned you, searching all over for any other wounds. He was beyond livid. If you were with him nothing like this would ever happen. It felt like the time you both first met all over again. If that night he was seeing red, today he was black out enraged. Kazutora was pissed at whoever you were with for not protecting you, and even more pissed that someone had the audacity to hit his girl.

Uuhhh, his girl as in girl that's a friend, his friend...that's what he meant.

"Tell me who did this to you." He commanded, his voice the tiniest bit softer than before. Your heart sank nonetheless, already knowing where this was going. "What're you gonna do?" You asked anxiously, subconsciously grabbing onto his jacket sleeve as if to keep him from going anywhere.

"Don't worry about what I'm gonna do, tell me who did this."

The look on his face was starting to scare you a little, and his tone was so demanding you felt like you had to tell him. You pursed your lips, hoping you won't regret telling him the truth. "Y-Yamagishi said it was someone named Osanai. He's a leader of some gang-I forget the name."

Kazutora's jaw was clenched so tight his teeth could probably break at any second. He knew exactly who that was. Arrogant idiot always thinks he can do shit and just get away with it. Now he's got himself a real problem. He also made a mental note to deal with whoever the hell this Yamagishi kid is, since he's the one who let this happen to you. "Wait for me after school. I'm taking you home-

"Wait! Where are you going?!" Frantically you pulled on his jacket sleeve, looking up at him with wide eyes. He didn't even respond or look at you, in his mind he was already set on finding Osanai, imagining giving him two black eyes in return for the one he gave you. "Please just stay here; it's over now!" You pleaded, hoping it would change his mind. Osanai was a really tall, really skilled fighter. You didn't want Kazutora to get hurt even though he can fight too. It's just not necessary to do all that in your opinion. Gently, he took your hand off of him, looking down at you with a much softer expression. "You don't have to do this." You murmured before he could say anything, shaking your head as tears started forming in your eyes.

"Yeah I do. Just wait for me." He replied in a firm yet gentle way, softly brushing the back of his fingers over your bruised left eye. A chill shot down your spine from the back of your neck, while your cheeks heated up rapidly. You nodded your head, watching him give you a small smile before walking away off the schools campus.

Honestly...the whole situation set off a massive case of the butterflies in your stomach. It was like the whole cage flew open, letting them all loose to flutter around wildly. Even though you worried for Kazutora's safety, it'd be a lie to say you weren't extremely flattered. He didn't say it but it's obvious he cares about you, maybe it's safe to say he cares a lot.

You practically floated your way into the school building with a goofy little grin, radiating roses, glitter, and sunshine as you headed to your locker.

"What is this five foot five beam of ethereal light over here?" Asuka chuckled, walking over to you from the right.

"Oh, hey girl!" You sang, closing your locker and giving her a bright smile.

"You slide down a rainbow or somethin'?" She raised an amused brow.

"No, I just-...it's a nice day." You sigh, finally attempting to snap yourself out of the daze you were basking in. "What, Hanemiya-san finally ask you out?" She nudged your arm, grinning devilishly.

"No, he didn't ask me out. We're just friends", You giggle, "Where's Yumi and everybody?" You furrowed your brows.

"You didn't see in the chat? Yumi got a stomach virus so she can't come today. I think the other girls are here but I haven't seen 'em." She shrugged.

"Wait what?! Yumi got a stomach virus?! Oh my god! She texted the group chat?!" You rambled, eyebrows lifted in shock as you processed this new info. "Yeah, she texted this morning. Apparently it's pretty bad." Asuka frowned, whipping out her phone and showing the conversation between her and Yumi.

"Awww, Yumi." You murmured, brows furrowed in concern. You had a thought to maybe slip away at lunch with Asuka and have her take a video of you playing Yumi a get well song in the music room.

"What's up with the hairstyle today by the way? It's not bad but...can you even see?" She scrunched her face up in confusion, reaching for your bangs. You spent a lot of time picking your afro out to make it big enough to cover your eyes in the front. Kazutora already went and stuck his hand in it, you don't want Asuka to mess it up more.

"No! Wait wait!" You blurted out frantically, jumping back.

"What?! I'm not gonna mess it up." She assured. The way you jumped back had scared her a little.

"Just...come on." You huffed, grabbing her wrist and leading her over to the bathroom.

Luckily, Asuka and you were the only people in the girls room. "Don't freak out when I show you, ok? I'm gonna explain." You warned slowly, your tone low. She nodded, trying to hide the bewildered expression on her face. You swiped your hands over your forehead, brushing your bangs back and exposing your dark purple left eye.

Asuka gasped hard, both hands hovering over her mouth as her eyes widened two times it's size. "Please...do not tell me Hanemiya-san did this." She demanded lowly, her eyes already starting to light up with an angry fire.

"No, no he didn't do it. It was some gang leader guy, Osanai or whoever. It happened last Friday while I was walking around with the boy in my math class, Yamagishi." You explained simply.

"He didn't step in and help you?! How could he let this happen to you?!" She scoffed angrily, grabbing your cheeks gently and shifting your head side to side, analyzing the damage. It reminded you of earlier this morning when Kazutora was looking at your face.

"No he tried! He-...he tried." You sighed in defeat.

"Yamagishi's that nerd kid, right? The one who's obsessed with you." She asked, hesitantly letting go of your cheeks, her eyes stayed glued to your black eye though. How did she know already about his crush on you? You must not be paying enough attention to what goes on around here.

"Yeah. He'd asked me to hang out with him on like Tuesday last week. He was trying to ask me out, but while we were walkin' around we kinda got mixed up in some chaos." You explain in a low tone.

"Ugh, ridiculous. I can't believe how bold these delinquent boys are getting! You can't even walk around anymore without one of them starting a fight! If you need anything you let me know, ok? Shoot, I'll go beat him up myself."

"Nah nah, you don't have to do that. Kazutora's already handling it." You chuckled. Asuka gasped again, her face lighting up like a Christmas tree.

"Whaaaaaat?! So he's gonna go fight on your behalf?! He's gonna defend your honor?!" She beamed, cheeks turning dusty pink from the amount of excitement she felt.

"Not defend my honor." You laughed even harder.

"That's literally what he's doing! Girl...what if he really does like you? I mean, who goes and fights on behalf of a girl they don't even like?" She raised her brows suggestively, nudging my arm. "Well I'd hope any guy would defend a girl that got beat up by another dude, wether they like her or not."

The bathroom fell silent as a few other girls came in, chatting about something. "Come on, let's go before we're late for our first class." You stated, fixing up your hair before making your way out of the bathroom.

"He likes you. You know I'm right..." Asuka mumbled, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

You spent the rest of the school day feeling a mixture between anxious and flattered when it came to Kazutora going to find Osanai. It's been hours now since this morning, and you kinda figured maybe he'd come back to school for the rest of the day afterwards. You really hoped he wasn't hurt, or in the hospital on life support..or something.

What if Osanai won? That'd be so embarrassing. Like how do you recover from that? You guessed maybe like how Yamagishi recovered...crying until he felt better. But, would Kazutora cry about something like that? He's probably gotten his ass beat plenty of times before and people respect him all the same.

The more questions your mind generated, the more worried you got about the possible state of Kazutora. Is he good?!

You barely payed attention in the last class of the day, practically glaring at the clock for it to move faster. You couldn't wait to get out of here. If only you were the type that was built for ditching school, you'd have been left!

But thankfully, it was the end of the day, and you were finally free to go. You told Asuka that you had to run, wanting to head out as soon as possible to see if Kazutora actually came back.

"Oo! I wanna see too!" She exclaimed, following after you quickly. The two of you scrambled ungracefully down the two flights of stairs, almost tripping each other as you went down. You two laughed, panting hard at the near dominos-type collision that almost happened.

"You think he won the fight?!" Asuka glanced at you curiously, adjusting her book bag on her shoulder.

"I hope so!" You replied back, slightly out of breath.

"He won...I'm sure he did." She assured, just as you two reached the first floor. You spotted Kazutora first, standing there by the front doors with his hands in his pockets leisurely. You let out a breath of relief, speeding over to him and surprising him with a hug. "Oh my gosh, I was so worried you wouldn't come back!" You cried out dramatically, nuzzling your face in his chest. His heart fluttered at your reaction, not really expecting you to act like this at all. He chuckled lightly, wrapping his arms around you.

On the outside, Asuka was silent, just simply watching you two with a goofy smile on her face. However, on the inside she was running around the entrance of the campus, smacking your arm repeatedly, and squealing like a newborn squirrel or something.

You two looked and sounded like a couple, holding each other all close like that! He was so happy too, it was obvious, he was loving the way you were all over him. She was ten thousand percent sure he'd probably go home tonight and relive this moment over and over again (she was right).

"Oh wow...you think they got back together?"

"Maybe he left early this morning to like..think their relationship over?"

"They look so cute together! Are you sure they're not dating?"

Asuka was sooo hype at the way people were whispering about you guys as they walked passed her. She tuned back into what you two were talking about.

"What?! You broke his arms?! Kazutora!" You exclaimed, shock and bewilderment all over your face. Asuka's jaw also dropped. He broke that guy's arms, and he's talking about it like that's the most normal thing to do. He simply shrugged in response, wrapping his arm around your shoulders as he led the two of you away from campus.

"Oh wait; I'll see you, Asuka! Unless you wanna walk with-

"No no no, it's ok, bye guys!" She cut you off, giving an energetic wave before making her way down her usual path home.

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Earlier That Day

Kazutora had already finished dealing with Osanai, sending him straight to the hospital with two broken arms, a broken nose, and a black eye. Now it was time to handle the weak ass idiot that let his princess get hurt in the first place.

Walking nonchalantly to the school, he made his way inside discreetly, searching like a lion on the prowl for his next victim.

Kazutora is a strategist though, so instead of suffering through wandering the halls of the school until he found Yamagishi, he went and located one of his friends.

"Hey! Can I talk to you for a sec?" He asks with a pleasant smile.

A kid he vaguely knew named Akkun turned around, his expression a mix of shock and fear. "M-me?!" He stutters, pointing at himself with a thumb.

You're the only other person in the hallway genius...

"Yeah! I'm lookin' for a kid named Yamagishi. You know 'em?" He tilts his head to the side, still maintaining that sweet smile on his face. Of course Akkun knew exactly who he was asking for, he also knew he was in no type of position to lie to Kazutora. He's Valhalla's number three for a reason.

"U-uhhh, he's..probably in science right now? In-in classroom 2-A." Akkun mutters, feeling his palms begin to sweat. He felt terrible, he had no idea what he potentially just involved one of his best friends in. He'd surely find out at some point though.

"Alright, thanks!" He smiles politely.

Without giving Akkun a chance to respond, Kazutora's already on his way to the classroom.  But would you look at this pleasant surprise. Just as he made his way up the winding steps to the upper floor, Yamagishi was walking unsuspectedly a few feet in front of him, just having come from the guys bathroom.

Kazutora's eyes darken as he notices the kids scrawny figure. He catches up to him with ease, yanking harshly on the back of his shirt, Yamagishi let's out a strangled noise of shock before falling backwards onto the ground. He takes a moment to hurriedly adjust his glasses back on his face, eyes widening in shock as he realizes just who'd caused his fall.

"Ka-kazuto-

Before he could finish Kazutora lands a hard, swift kick straight into Yamagishi's side, sending him slamming into the lockers against the wall roughly. He coughs, glasses long gone. He didn't even have time to really gather himself before Kazutora is down on top of him, landing punch after punch straight to his face. He grabs a fistful of Yamagishi's shirt, lifting him to meet his fiery gaze.

"You know that pretty girl you brought to the park the other day? The one you let go home with a black eye?" He questions, obviously already knowing the answer.

Yamagishi blinks a few times before realizing exactly who he was talking about. He confusedly stutters out your name, looking up at a blurry Kazutora.

"That's the one. I better not ever see you around her again, you hear me? Ever." Kazutora threatens menacingly.

Yamagishi is bewildered at his words but nods frantically nonetheless. He didn't realize you were already with Kazutora. Had he known you were his he'd never have asked you out. It all made sense now why you rejected him after he attempted his confession. Of course you wouldn't wanna be with him. Kazutora's everything he's not.

Kazutora releases his grip abruptly, letting Yamagishi fall to the floor like he weighed nothing, gets up, then casually makes his way out of the school building.

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You invite Kazutora to stay over at your house after walking you home, it just felt right seeing as he spent the day literally fighting for you.

You lead him inside and up to your room, placing your keys on the little key hanger by your door and lazily take off your shoes.

"Today was so boring! I don't wanna do anything else!" You blurt out loudly, running over and plopping down onto your bed. You outstretch your arms towards Kazutora, smiling sweetly.

His heart does another little tug in his chest at the way you look so cute like that. Without wasting another second he takes off his shoes and sits next to you on the edge of the bed. He watches you silently as you grab your laptop, turning it on and opening up Netflix.

"Couldn't we have watched Netflix from the TV in the living room?" He furrows his brows.

"Well we could but my mom will be home soon and I don't want her to kick you out." You explain plainly, eyes locked to the screen as you scroll through shows and movies to watch. Kazutora's face heats up. This is his first time in a girl's room, in your room. The craziest part is that you're completely unfazed, just chilling out on the bed like it's any other girl friend with you.

"O-oh..that makes sense." He chuckles nervously, fiddling with his uniform jacket.

"You can sit further on the bed, you know? You won't even be able to see the screen like that." You laugh lightly, patting the side of the bed.

He was sitting on the edge while you were fully on the bed, leaning against your pillows with the laptop resting on both of your legs. Kazutora swallows, hesitantly adjusting himself to sit directly next to you. His heart skips a beat as your arms and legs touch. What's he suppposed to do now?

"Ohhh, I love this movie! I didn't know they added it to Netflix, oh my gosh!" You beam. It was an old Dreamworks film, El Dorado. You knew the music in this movie like it was the national anthem. "Alright, I'm gonna change and then I'll start the movie." You explain, getting up from the bed and making your way to your clothing drawer.

"W-wait, you're gonna change right here?!" He stutters, looking at you as if you just grew two more arms as his cheeks turn bright pink. You giggle at his reaction, shaking your head.

"No fool, I'm gonna change in my bathroom right there. It's connected." You point at the medium sized bathroom directly in front of the bed. Kazutora let's out a mumbled "Oh" in response.

"You want something to change in? I have some of my older brother's clothes you could wear." You offer, holding up a large sized hoodie and sweatpants.

💎 3 Hours Later

The main lights in your room had been turned off about two hours ago, leaving only the cute warm fairy lights in your room on. Kazutora finally settled down after getting used to being in a girl's room, and was teetering between the dream world and reality while resting his head on your lap.

You had unintentionally learned an instant knock out trick on Kazutora, it was simply telling him to rest his head on your lap, then proceeding to gently massage his scalp with your fingertips. It was honestly adorable watching him struggle and fight so hard to stay awake, trying to watch these movies with you. The sleep was inevitable though, and soon he was completely out cold. This ends up being the most peaceful, deepest sleep he's ever experienced in his life.

Then soon you find yourself falling asleep too, making this the first time you've ever had a sleepover with a boy.

#kazutora hanemiya #kazutora x reader #black y/n #tokyo rev #kazutora x you #strawberryfairi #strawberryfairi🧚🏾‍♀️ #strawberryfairimasterlist #kazutora x black fem reader #black female reader #hanemiya #kazutora #tokyo revengers x black reader #kazutora fluff

[makethiscanon]

I think it’s time I dumped another long-forgotten WIP on you. And it’s an entirely new fandom!

The Bathhouse: Baji x Fem!Reader x Kazutora [Part 1]

Word Count: 3k Rating: Mature (16+) Tags: First-meetings, tension/suspense, romance, slow-burn, strangers/enemies to lovers, humour, canon-divergent [Bloody Halloween didn’t happen], aged-up/future setting, Valhalla, protective Kazutora, protective Baji, Baji being Baji. Warnings: Nudity [non-smut], vulgar language, mild threat.

Please be aware this is a mature story with some suggestive themes because of the setting, but there is no smut.

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As a part-time worker at the local open-air bathhouse, you were allowed to use the facilities as often as you liked, provided it was after hours.

So, on one peaceful Tuesday evening you returned to work with an assortment of shampoos, towels, and a bottle of milk for later, then let yourself into the building with every intention of staying until you were wrinkled and all your life-stresses were gone.

Once you were out of your clothes and rinsed down, you stepped into the warm autumn air with only a book in hand, intending to get completely lost in its pages.

You made your way to your usual spot – a cosy nook at the far side of the pool; a space no wider than an armchair that was conveniently obscured from view by a large rock, then got in.

As you sank down, the warm waters got to work instantly, seeping into your aching muscles. Another day of work and agro melted off your body as you sighed and sank deeper, then your rear made contact with the bench. You tipped your head back until it touched the lip of the pool, then for just a moment you closed your eyes and enjoyed the peace of the evening.

The warm air had kept the cicadas out late today. You could hear them buzzing and chirping in the trees overhead as you sloshed around in the water to stretch your body out, while the hum of traffic in the distance made for relaxing background sounds.

Perhaps it was sad to sit naked and alone in an onsen with a book about love and nights of passion when everyone else was off having fun, but it was your idea of heaven. Your life lacked both love and passion, but it was easy to imagine with the turn of a page what it could be like. Princes, rock stars, mafia dons and heart-throbs -- only some of the realities you had wandered through while sitting at the edge of the pool. They made love look so easy.

You tended to get lost in your stories, so ensnared by the fictitious lives of the characters that you forgot the world around you, from the sounds to your surroundings, and most nights when you were alone at the bathhouse this was never a problem. But tonight…

Tonight it was.

You were finally, finally at the part in your book where the superstar admitted his feelings to the nobody-bartender, telling her that he was ready to throw his fame away if it meant they could be together. You were currently sat with only your feet in the pool and your back against the rock, your toes curled in anticipation for the much awaited kiss. The world around you was like static; a white noise to the reality you had wrapped yourself up in.

But that meant you were oblivious to the sounds around you. You did not hear the clatter of shoes or the voices that ascended the hill to the bathhouse. You did not hear someone mentioning that the lights were on, nor the person who declared gleefully that it must be open. If you heard them at all, it was only as the background chatter of people who must be staggering between bars. You did not hear them wander into the front desk, you did not hear them push and shove in delight when they thought they had the whole place to themselves for the night because some idiot had forgotten to lock up.

The noises grew fainter, and little did you realise it was because they had gone into the changing rooms to disrobe and rinse.

It was too late when you realised you weren’t alone. You only noticed when the first man came striding out onto the patio and called back to the others,

“There’s no one here. Seriously!”

You squeaked in surprise and dropped your book, then clamped your hand to your mouth.

What were people doing here? How had they gotten in?

Anxiety and regret filled you for leaving your towel in the changing rooms. If you needed to confront these late-night wannabe customers, you weren’t half as threatening or imposing when you were buck naked.

Being as quiet as you could, you slipped back into the pool then waited to see how many people you were dealing with before making any brash decisions. You sank into the water up to your neck, doing your best to hide yourself, then carefully peered around the rock to catch a glance of the newcomer.

When you saw him, your heart sank. Even at 20 yards and nothing but the dim patio lighting, you could clearly make out the intricate, dark lines and bold colours of his tattoos; the imagery of ogres and dragons spanning across his chest and the entirety of his arms.

Yakuza.

You were in trouble.

You pinned yourself to the rock, your mind reeling over what might happen if you tried to kick him out – them out. Oh god, the whole place could be crawling with thugs. You had no idea how many people were inside the changing rooms. You shut your eyes and prayed that it was only two lone idiots.

But then you heard the ruckus of other males as they came from inside, onto the patio. Feeling the world drop out below you, you sank back into the nook as slowly as you could to stop the water rippling. As you sat into the underwater bench, dread began to fill you. You couldn’t confront a gang of delinquents. You could only pray they didn’t find you, and left before the baths gave you hyperthermia.

The layout of the hot-springs meant that as long as no one came around the rock hiding you, they couldn’t see you. To the untrained eye, the rock sat on the very corner of the pool as if the perimeter had been built around it. Unless someone knew to check, they would miss the extra, square-meter pocket of water behind it that you called your comfy spot.

You heard splashing as the horde entered the pool. They laughed and were as boisterous as could be expected from a pack of unruly young men. In any other situation you would have come down on them like an iron fist, telling them to pipe down or get lost.

No one came close enough to frighten you. The waters rippled as the boys fanned out, finding their own places to relax. Now that they weren’t in one loud, indistinguishable group, you could hear what they were saying:

“This is awesome, right?”

“Hah?”

“Ya know. Like. Bet this place was left open for us. Outta respect.”

Like hell it was, you thought. Although you cursed for not checking whether you’d locked the door on the way in. Your manager was going to have your head tomorrow.

Time dragged on as you stayed in place and your bum turned numb, but overall you felt the fear ebb inside you the longer you stayed unnoticed. The boys didn’t seem interested in coming over here. It was too dark compared to the areas by the patio lights. Though they were messing around like schoolchildren at a waterpark. They didn’t have an ounce of respect for a spiritual place like this, clearly.

In all your distraction from listening to the main group of delinquents, the movements of one individual were too quiet to hear. You did not notice him swimming to the far edge of the pool to enjoy a breather from the others – the only place in the whole bath that could glimpse the space behind your rock. You did not see him squint at you, trying to figure out whether you were a small animal sat in the shadows. You did not see him swimming over as you shuffled further back into the nook, realising you had drifted from your seat over time.

But when you heard the familiar rippling sound of someone coming closer, you realised you were in trouble. Like a trapped rabbit, your lip started to tremble and you covered it with your hands, hoping to stifle your onset of panicked breathing, like you might still have a chance to go unnoticed if you stayed quiet. You closed your eyes in denial, hoping the person would change their mind and turn, but you opened them again, too afraid to face the danger blindly.

He swept into your space without warning; a single movement that told you he had not expected to find such a cramped spot back here. To his credit, he grabbed the rock with an arm to stop the collision, and for just a second his expression was that of utter shock. But no sooner had he landed his gaze on you, from your large, terrified eyes to the way you instinctively covered your chest to block his view, than his expression slipped into a grin.

“Hello, pretty girl. What are you doing here?”

You spotted the intricate tiger tattoo spanning down his neck, onto his left shoulder as he spoke with a playful manner. You tried to talk, to beg him to go away, but the words clogged in your throat as you looked into his golden eyes and saw a madness that couldn’t be reasoned with.

He cocked his head, leaning his arm against the rock to listen to you.

“Hm? What was that?”

You forced a single word out, feeling your safety slipping away under his gaze.

“Please...”

But a voice interrupted his response, calling from across the pool.

“What are you doing, Kazutora?”

You inhaled sharply, waiting for him to declare your presence to the others. The young man’s grin slipped and he cocked his head further, a genuine curiosity falling over his features as he watched you – watched the way you gripped your hands tighter around your mouth as your fingers trembled and your gaze pleaded with him not to give your place away.

Then his grin grew wider.

He moved closer to you, watching with an unblinking gaze as you closed your eyes. With a splash he pressed himself to you, pushing his lips to the shell of your ear. Then he whispered,

“Don’t make a sound, pretty girl. I’ll be back later.”

He pinned you to the edge of the pool. You had no time to worry about his naked skin pushing up against yours when it lasted only a second before he pulled back, responding to your dumbstruck expression with an impish smile. He had your book. He pressed a finger to his lips with a meaningful stare then waggled the book back and forth to silently declare he was taking it. Then with a fast, powerful kick, he zipped backwards through the water, disappearing from view.

“I found a book!”

His declaration was met by a chorus of unimpressed grumbles, and one not-so-happy retort of, “Kazutora, the fuck? Thought you’d found something interesting back there.”

“Yeah. Books are good.”

“Since when?”

Though the guys did not sound all too convinced by this Kazutora’s passion for books, they did seem to find it funny.

You waited, expecting someone else to appear and find you, but they never did. And as you waited, and as you heard the odd thug swimming close to your hiding spot, you heard Kazutora’s voice again and again, calling them away. One excuse after another, he halted their track towards you. It was daunting to give your safety to a complete stranger, and a yakuza member no less, but for whatever reason, he really was keeping you hidden.

The haze of the bathhouse seeped deeper into your lungs as you waited for them to leave. Your cheeks felt hot, and the world swayed whenever you stopped paying attention to the gang. Feeling woozy from the heat, you pressed your forehead against the rock, desperate for its cooling touch. You couldn’t last much longer out here. Surely they had to be ready to leave soon.

It wasn’t much longer after you pleaded for such a miracle that you heard his now-familiar voice calling out.

“Stay here if you’re planning to wrinkle up like an old man’s ball sack. I’m going for drinks. See ya later.”

You wondered if Kazutora was bored of protecting you, happy to leave you in fate’s hands, but to your greatest surprise the other boys started laughing.

“Wait up. First round’s on you.”

“Booze over bathhouses any day, mate.”

“Let’s hit up Atsushi’s spot. See if that twerp’s picked up any better women yet.”

They started to leave.

You dared to place your hand on your heart, feeling it beating like a bee’s wing as the courtyard grew quieter and quieter. You waited and listened, shocked and thankful that Kazutora’s plan was working as the boys climbed out of the pool in dribs and drabs. You waited as the voices died and the sounds of splashing vanished. You waited until it was only you and the distant noise of rambunctious boys in the changing rooms. You waited until it was only you, the cicadas and the faint sounds of traffic in the distance. You waited.

You waited.

Then a lock clicked into place.

The world fell out from under you. You weren’t alone. And someone had just trapped you out here with them.

The heat of the pool already had you feeling sick and weak. Your breaths were raspy and shallow, but you did your best to keep your wits, fearing what could happen. The vast majority of boys were gone for sure; you had heard them walking down the hill towards the bars, but one must have stayed behind. You hoped and prayed it was Kazutora, not because you expected any sort of saintliness from him, but you would rather the devil you knew than the devil you didn’t.

“Oi.” A deep voice rumbled from the patio. You knew at once that it was not Kazutora. There was an authority to this voice that did not fit the personality of the deranged, golden-eyed guy you had seen before.

“Get out here,” he growled, and you realised this man wasn’t playing games. You debated what to do. There weren’t many places to hide – he would find you soon enough if you stayed put – but he had blocked your escape into the changing rooms, and the fences surrounding the baths were too tall to climb. You only had one option. You just hoped it would work in your favour.

You trembled as you pulled yourself up from the bench. Your legs felt like lead. It took all your willpower to move forward, listening to the man talking as you waded out from behind the rock with your arms across your chest for protection.

“Kazutora would rather gouge his eyes out than read something. You’re the one he was keeping safe so get out here and… oh…”

His words died as his gaze fell on you, and you caught your first look at the young man holding you prisoner. Sharp brown eyes; long, black hair pulled back into a ponytail; and a strong body that would have absolutely no trouble stopping you if you tried to run. He was sitting on the patio quite casually with his legs in the water and a towel around his middle, and just as you had feared, he was blocking your path to the changing rooms. He was staring at you, but what had started as an aggressive glare was now nothing but shock. Clearly he had not expected to see someone like you when he had told you to come out.

But his aggressive glare reappeared as soon as he caught hold of his senses.

“Are you out of your fucking mind?” He snapped, and you flinched at the accusatory tone. He gestured to you as a whole. You sank into the water up to your chin, hiding your body. His intense glare was unnerving. Strangely, you felt like a child being scolded by her father, and though you couldn’t understand this situation fully, you knew you weren’t allowed to answer back.

“What are you doing here by yourself in the middle of the fucking night? I can’t even—” he smoothed his hand over his wet hair, seemingly unable to comprehend your stupidity. “I don’t care if you rented the place out or you work here or what— why didn’t you lock yourself in? Where is your towel? Do you have any idea how much danger you were just in? Do you know who you were hiding from— or what would have happened if Kazutora hadn’t found you first?”

His grunt of frustration cut off his rant, and an uncomfortable knot twisted up inside you, hearing that you had been in exactly the kind of danger you had worried about being in. The fact this guy’s anger seemed to stem from his concern for your wellbeing made you realise you had gotten off easy.

Though that begged the question, if this guy had such a problem with how his gang behaved, why was he hanging around with them?

You couldn’t say you felt safe around this guy – indeed, he exuded a natural amount of aggression without even trying – nor were you done with attempting your escape; yet before you managed to take one step forwards or even open your mouth to defend your actions, a haze took over your vision. Your skin that had been sweating for some time turned clammy and uncomfortable. The steam made it hard for you to breathe. The world span around you. The heat of the baths finally took hold.

“Oi, what’s up with you?”

His words fell silent on your ears. The last thing you saw before you slipped unconscious was how he heaved himself off the patio, down into the pool with alarm in his eyes.

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PART 2: [HERE]

[WRITING MASTERLIST]

#Baji #Keisuke #x reader #Tokyo Revengers #Tokyo Rev #fanfiction #bathhouse #Kazutora #Hanemiya #fluff #x yn #x you

[simpywhore]

Tokyo Revengers incorrect quotes: (Toman edition)

(Toman making cookies) Chifuyu: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute. Mitsuya: No, that's not how you make cookies. Kazutora: FLOOR IT!! Smiley: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?! Draken: YOU'RE GONNA BURN THE HOUSE DOWN- Mikey: I'M GONNA HARNESS THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES! Baji: DO IT! Mitsuya: NO-

#math genius 🤝🤝🤝 #toman mikey #Toman tokyo revengers #Toman incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers incorrect quotes #baji keisuke #chifuyu matsuno #kazutora hanemiya #kazutora #hanemiya #chifuyu #baji #mikey tokyo revengers #manjiro sano #manjiro #draken #ken ryuuguji #ryuuguji ken #mitsuya #takashi mitsuya #nahoya kawata #nahoya #smiley

[1423nam]

*Baji somewhere*: Where's my —?

#anime #kazutora #kazutora hanemiya #fanart #digital #illustration #tokyo revengers #anime fanart #tokyo revengers fanart #tokyorev #doodle #tokyo revengers anime #tokyo rev #tr #hanemiya

[ranhaitanisgf]

can i request a quiet gf reader who plays bass in a band with her friends and like this guy has been making fun of her and she gets enough and punches him infront of her bf with kazutora, smiley, and mikey

get out of my face!!

synopsis: how will they react when you punch the creep who's been bothering you and your band?

☆ a/n ˎˊ˗ haii thank u anon for requesting ! :3 this was super fun to write, so i hope you all enjoy!! xoxo [just as a note, i didnt rlly see a reason to make this fem reader + there was really just not any relevance so i made it gn! i hope you dont mind ╥﹏╥]

☆ characters ˎˊ˗ kazutora hanemiya, nahoya [smiley] kawata, manjiro [mikey] sano x g/n!reader

☆ wc ˎˊ˗ 3.4k+

masterlist

kazutora hanemiya: 

❥ he loves the fact that you’re in a band!! he thinks it’s so cool, and he is constantly asking all kinds of questions about all of it, like ‘do you get nervous when you see all the people?’ and ‘is it hard to play fast songs?’. he’ll ask you the same questions over and over again whenever the two of you are talking, but he can’t help it! he’s just so interested about all of it!

❥ while it’s a bit unrealistic for him to be able to attend every single show you perform, he tries his best to come to all the ones he possibly can, (really, he’s only missed two which is quite impressive). he’ll always send you encouraging messages before the show if he can’t see you, and he’ll send little messages while you’re performing for you to read later. 

kazu <3: you look so cool! kazu <3: i can hear your bass playing right now! it sounds so good! 

❥ he doesn’t want to cause a scene in the crowd because he doesn’t want to make more trouble for you, but he will death glare anybody who is cheering for you, (minus your friends). why are they cheering for you? he’s the only one who should be cheering for you!! will proceed to shout your name ten times louder. 

❥ when he has the funds for it, kazutora will bring you your favorite snack or drink after a show!! he knows that you get tired afterwards, so he likes to contribute a little bit to your recharging. he’ll usually be the one taking you home too since it’s usually late by the time your band finishes up, (when he’s there, he will not entrust you to anybody else). 

❥ your number one bodyguard!! he’s always with you whenever you’re not on stage, making sure that there aren’t any creeps who are trying to approach you. if there’s anybody who has the nerves to do so, he’s immediately threatening them and making sure they leave. 

❥ kazutora had been suspecting that you’d been keeping something from him, but he wasn’t sure what. lately, you’d seemed a bit more jumpy and uptight at your gigs, your eyes looking around as if you were searching for someone. when he asked what was going on, you had said it was nothing. 

❥ after this particular gig, he found out it wasn’t nothing. 

“hey!! you really think you guys are gonna be one of those bigshot bands??” a twisted laugh echoed through the hallway, making kazutora perk up, his eyes locking onto a boy who was approaching you and the rest of your friends. he heard you sigh, your eyebrows knitting together in frustration and annoyance; did you know this guy? 

“uju! you have some goddamn nerve showing up here!!” one of your friends yelled, their voice tainted with rage. “you’d really pay a 4000 yen entrance ticket just to cause trouble?!” 

“you really think i’d do that? i snuck in.” the boy scoffed, shaking his head. “i just had to come and tape this so i could have a record of how much you guys fuckin’ suck.” 

kazutora could feel his eye twitching, anger flooding through him at the boy’s words. how dare he badmouth your band like that? does he not know talent when he sees it?!

“(y/n), do you want me to-?” he began, but you shook your head, giving him a small smile. 

“no, it’s alright. i got this.” he looked at you confusedly but you’d already started walking away, moving through your friends to face the boy. he started laughing, leaning closer to as you as if he were sizing you up, (it made kazutora’s blood boil, but he restrained himself because you said you could handle it). 

“wowww, the big time bass player!! you reallyyyy have some nerve coming up to me like this; you’re usually so quiet i can’t even see you!” he said, his voiced laced with malice. “just like the bass, you’re always in the background-” 

one moment he was talking, and the next you had driven your fist right into his face, your punch making a solid impact with his jaw. the boy lost his balance, falling to the ground and making a loud thump! sound. 

silence hung over everyone for a few moments, all eyes on you as you continued to stand there, looking down at the boy. after the shock passed, you shook out your hand, wincing a bit as you did so. 

“i didn’t know punching someone would hurt like this.” 

your words triggered reactions from everyone, your friends huddling around you and hyping you up for finally beating some sense into the boy. 

“someone had to do it soon, i just didn’t know it was going to be you, (y/n)! haha!” you smiled a bit at their comments, obviously feeling a bit shy from all the attention that was on you. 

“let’s go get something good to eat in honor of (y/n) kicking his ass!!” 

“yeah!!” 

“let’s go!!” you laughed at your friend’s rowdiness, telling them that you would come out soon. after they all left, you hesitantly looked at kazutora, wondering if he hated you. 

he was staring at you with his eyes open so big they could fall out of his sockets and his jaw was hanging open; it was the most shocked you’d ever seen him. 

“(y/n)...you totally just punched him…” he managed to get out. you shyly smiled, coming closer to him. 

“yeah, i learned it from watching you…i hope that’s alright.”

“alright…? it was amazing!!” he exclaimed, wrapping his arms around your waist. kazutora easily picked you up, swinging you around with a wild and excited grin on his face. “you were so cool! it was like something out of a comic!!” he was planting kisses all over your face, making you laugh from the ticklish feeling. 

“h-hey! stop!” 

“no! you were so so awesome!” he put you down, but he continued kissing your face, the gleeful look on his face being absolutely adorable. “lemme take you to go with your friends, hm? i can take you home too.” 

“are you sure? it’s already pretty late…” 

“it’s not even question, c’mon.” he answered, pressing a final kiss to your temple. his hand found yours, lacing your fingers together as he started to lead you to the parking lot, passing by the boy who was rubbing his jaw on the floor. when the two of you walked by, he let out a sound of fear, his eyes flicking between you and your boyfriend. 

“if i see you again in here, you’re dead meat, you got that?” kazutora threatened, his voice suddenly stony cold. 

“y-yes!” 

“good.” 

nahoya [smiley] kawata: 

❥ he’s surprisingly very into the music scene! he’s always hyping you up before and after your shows, ruffling your hair and telling you to give it your all. 

❥ he’s always bragging about the fact that you’re his s/o! he loves to brag to everybody he knows, talking about how his amazing and perfect s/o is so talented, talented enough to be in a band! he keeps videos of your performances on his phone to show people, (they are poor quality and you can hear him screaming your name in the background). 

❥ when at your shows, he does the same thing! my apologies to anybody who is standing near him; he is going to be talking their ear off the whole time about you, saying how ‘their bass playing really brings the whole thing together, don’t you think?’, (they are forced to agree). 

❥ he’s not afraid to make a scene and he will punch anybody who is booing your band or is overall just being negative. one thing he won’t stand for is a negative and unwelcoming atmosphere, so you best believe he’s going to do his part to make sure that the audience is welcoming for you and your band!

❥ regularly drags his brother and friends to come and watch you perform, making them cheer as loud as him. they are happy to do it though! they all think that you are super talented and they are always super supportive, congratulating you and telling you that you did an amazing job after the show. 

❥ screams your name while you are performing! he gets really into music, and he’s even more into it because you’re the one who's performing! there won’t ever be a time when you don’t hear his voice while you’re playing, and despite the fact that he always loses his voice by the end of the night, he thinks it’s completely worth it if he’s supporting you!

❥ he never misses your sets! he doesn’t usually have a whole lot going on, and even if he does, he absolutely would not miss them for the world! he’s even skipped toman meetings before to go see you, (he got in trouble, but again, he thought it was absolutely worth it). 

❥ his rowdy personality and your more shy and quiet one make for an interesting pair, but all of your friends agree that the two of you are perfect for each other. smiley is there to give you more confidence when you don’t have it, and you’re there to calm him down when he gets a little bit too unruly. 

❥ tries to get you to teach him how to play bass, and he fails horribly at it, (‘it’s so hard to put my damn fingers where i want them to go!!’).

“oi, you got a problem bud?” you suddenly heard. following your boyfriend’s gaze, your mood immediately soured when you saw who he was looking at. 

uju had been bothering you and your friends for a few weeks now for no particular reason, (maybe he was just bored) and you were all beginning to tire of it quickly, his negative presence ruining the vibe of the set. 

“hah, you guys think you’re such big hotshots that you need security? talk about lame!” he sneered, shaking his head. “why don’t you guys just go back to playing in your garage? at least then the rats will listen to you.” 

“hah?! you think you can stay shit like that and get away with it??” nahoya asked, his grin turning violent. “you’re in for a world of pain if you think that-” he paused when he felt a tug on his sleeve, your expression as you looked at him being strangely resolved. 

“nahoya, it’s fine. let me handle this.” 

“hmm…whatever you say, lover~” he hummed, giving you a confident grin. “go show them what you’re made of.” 

you nodded at his words, giving a small smile before approaching the sneering boy, his face twisted in hostility as he saw you approaching. your friends were whispering to each other as they watched you approaching him, talking to nahoya. he just shook his head at them, subtly pointing to you and keeping his confident smile. 

“you need to leave.” 

“you’re telling me to leave? i’m just out here telling the truth! everyone at school is embarrassed to see you guys doing this, so really, you could say that i’m helping you all out!” he laughed, rolling his eyes at your annoyed expression. “you should just deal with the hard truth and move on-” 

“you’re such an asshole.” you stated, your voice sharp enough to cut. “if you say one more word about us, you’ll regret it.” 

“riiight, like the little background character is gonna do anything. at least your little bass isn’t terrible, but the others…whew, they just don’t know how to-” 

your fist flew into his face, knocking straight into his cheek and making him collide against the wall beside the two of you. he fell to the ground, too shocked to even process what had just happened. 

“yeah!! that’s my amazing (y/n) right there!!” you heard nahoya yell, his voice booming through the chatter of the venue. it was mostly empty now, but the remaining people turned to stare at you as you walked back to your friends, wincing a bit when your hand brushed against your side. 

nahoya was the first the greet you, his hand landing on top of your head to ruffle your hair. his grin was huge as he looked at you with pride. 

“you didn’t tell me you were such a badass, (y/n)!! that was a solid punch!” 

“ahh, i’m really not…he was just pissing me off.” you answered, a bit embarrassed that you’d let your anger out in such a violent way. 

“either way, he totally deserved it!” one of your friends piped up. the rest of them agreed, complaining about how he had been bothering your band for a while. 

“yeah, he was such a jackass!! we gotta celebrate this! meet us in the parking lot, yeah?” 

“oh, yeah, okay!” you responded, watching as they all walked off, giving you big smiles and thumbs up as they were leaving. you shook your hand out, a bit of your discomfort showing on your face as you felt pain shoot up your knuckles. 

“first time punchin’ someone?” nahoya asked, gently taking your hand in his. 

“yeah, i didn’t know it was gonna hurt so much.” 

“well, it does hurt when you’re not used to punchin’ people.” he explained, gently tracing your knuckles. when he saw which spots were most painful for you he put your hand down again. “you don’t know how to correctly punch, but you still sent him into the wall like that? you’re cool as hell for that. and when we get back, i’ll wrap your hand for you.” 

“mm…thanks, nahoya.” 

“of course, sweets. now, let’s go celebrate your victory, yeah?” 

manjiro [mikey] sano:

❥ he thinks you’re literally the coolest person ever!! he doesn’t have a single clue how to play any instruments, so he loves watching you play! he thinks you look the most attractive when you’re tearing it up on the bass, the enjoyment and happiness on your face making you look absolutely amazing, (secretly tries to take pictures during your set, but he keeps getting blocked by other people’s heads). 

❥ asks if you can play the bass for any of his favorite songs!! he’s definitely the type who will be absolutely shocked, amazed, and somehow even more in love if he ever hears you learning how to play them for him! 

❥ he can’t attend all of your shows, but he does make you promise to have somebody record it so that he can watch it later! he insists on watching the videos with you so that he can tell you at which moments you look the coolest, (he loves to see your embarrassed expression as you shyly thank him). 

❥ definitely brings all his friends to watch you! they all jam out to your band’s music and think you’re super cool! 

❥ because of mikey’s height, he will most likely ask if you can get him better seats so he has a good view of you. it’s not something in your power which makes him sad, so he’ll do his best to try and see you from where he’s at, (will yell at the people in front of him if they are too tall). 

❥ adding on to this, he might invite draken for the sole purpose of having him lift him up so he can see you better. 

❥ he creates a whole fanpage for you! mikey will compile all his different photos and videos of you and posts them to myspace, adding the most fanboy comments about you under the posts! 

mmikey_78: (y/n) was so cool at this show!  mmikey_78: my amazing (y/n) with their band performing their top song!!

❥ he likes to watch you and your band practice quickly before you guys perform, always teasing you by sending you cute winks and finger hearts. 

❥ you’re the only person he will share his snacks with!! he usually will split half of one with you before you play and then after, saying that you need it to get your energy up so that you can play really well. he also does it because he likes to give you a few moments of quiet before you go on stage so that you can calm your nerves, and then give you a few moments after your show to gather yourself since he knows you’re a bit shy. 

❥ he’s friendly with all your bandmates too, telling them that they all did a great job after you guys finish performing! 

❥ always makes sure to drive you wherever you need to go; he even got a special super secure holder on his motorbike for your bass so that you don’t have to leave it somewhere else, (he spent a lot of his money on it, but he would do anything to make you happy). 

“hm? (y/n)-cchi, do you know that person? he’s been staring at you guys for a while.” mikey whispered, his lips close to your ear. 

“gah! manjiro! don’t scare me like that…” you murmured, looking around to see who he was talking about. “who? i don’t see anyone.” 

mikey planted his hands on the sides of your head, turning it slowly until your head was facing who he was talking about. 

“ah, him…he’s just this guy from our school who’s been bothering us.” you explained, moving your eyes away from him. “it’s not really a big deal though. he’s just a weirdo- gah!” mikey suddenly turned your head to look back at him, a pout on his lips. 

“it’s a big deal if he’s bothering you guys! why didn’t you say anything about it before?” he whined, his brows furrowed together. “i could easily wipe the floor with him, y’know. do you not have faith in meee-!?” 

“no, it’s not that manjiro! i just don’t want to cause any trouble, y’know…?” you trailed off when you saw from the corner of your eye the boy approaching the two of you. “man, speak of the devil…” 

“hey!! where’s the rest of your little ‘band’? did they finally realize that you’re the most expendable?” he cackled. 

“what’d you just say?” mikey asked, his voice flat. “who do you think you are talking to (y/n) like that, huh?” he moved to step in front of you, but you gently grabbed his arm, shaking your head. 

“manjiro, it’s fine. it’s really not worth it.” you murmured, avoiding making eye contact with uju. “he’s just a jerk.” 

“but-” 

“really, it’s fine! let’s just go.” you pleaded. “i really don’t want to get into it with him right now.” mikey seemed hesitant, but after a few moments he relented. 

“fineee. let me take you home then-” 

“you’re ignoring me? hah, that’s rich. everybody knows you don’t have the guts to actually do anything.” uju leered, stepping forward to stand right in front of you. mikey had an intense look in his eyes, but you shook your head at him, making uju scoff. “oho, calling off your scary guard dog? wow, i’m soo scared!” he leaned forward getting right in your face. “i bet all your little friends left because they know that they would be better off without you! how does it feel to have the harsh truth shoved in your face? go on, tell me-!” 

before you knew what you were doing, your hand had formed into a fist and flew straight into his nose, sending him flying back. 

“gah, that hurt!!” you exclaimed, immediately cradling your hurt hand with your other. after a few seconds, you looked up, realizing that mikey was staring at you with a surprised expression and that uju was still laying on the ground. “oh my god, what did i just do?!” 

you suddenly felt a pair of arms around you and you heard laughing in your ear, mikey’s voice ringing throughout the room. 

“(y/n)-cchi, you punched him!! you actually punched him!! that was so funny!” he managed to get out. “you sent him flying!!” 

“i-i didn’t mean to! he was just all up in my face and then i just…! agghhh, i shouldn’t have done that!” all you got in response was mikey’s arms tightening around your waist, pulling you closer to his side. 

“you did so good! oh, but let’s get out of here before anybody notices!” he exclaimed, grabbing your hand and pulling you in the direction of the parking lot. “i’ll drive you home!” 

“am i going to get arrested?!” 

“don’t worry, i won’t ever let them catch you!” 

“ohh my god, i’m gonna go to jail!!”

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[getsesko]

— Hanemiya Kazutora anime: Tokyo Revengers Seiya Kessen-hen instagram: @Getsesko

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[unfinshedsentec]

HUGS AND HEADACHES—KAZUTORA HANEMIYA

a/n: it’s kazutora birthday! Happy birthday to him <33

if you saw this before, no you didn’t (yes I accidentally hit the delete button. do I regret it? with my whole heart I’m so pissed)

reader is gender neutral

character pairing: kazutora hanemiya x reader

tw: cursing, headaches, pain, etc

We all have our good days and bad days. Some days, we feel amazing, truly happy in a way. And in others, we feel nothing less than terrible. Sometimes you just want nothing more than to lay in bed and do nothing expect watch your favorite show. Some days you want to do nothing but cry because they've been so bad.

Unfortunately, today just happened to be one of those bad days for you.

Even though the notification sound wasn't a loud one, the sound of your phone buzzing made your already pounding head that much worse. Even the littlest sound and just the right amount of light made you feel terrible. From the pounding pain in your skull, to the pain behind your eyes and jaws; it all felt terrible. Everything was just so tight, so tense. If you hadn't known any better, you'd think you were dying. But no, it was just another nasty headache. These days, it wasn't an uncommon thing for you.

Headaches seemed to plague so much more now. Maybe it was the stress of school, maybe it you're your allergies, or maybe it was just plain bad luck. Either way, you always ended your day feeling terrible, and today was no different. The only thing different about today was you woke up with it, which in a way, almost made it worse.

Rolling over in the sea of blankets, you reached for your phone. You knew the light from the little box would make things a thousand times worse, but right now the buzzing sounds were driving you up the wall. Though, the moment you found your phone and turned it back on, you instantly regretted even looking for it. The light from it was practically unbearable. Desperately, you turned the light down. Somebody was sending you stuff, and you might as well look at it while you're up.

When you could finally read the text, you saw why your phone had been buzzing so much. This nasty headache that had plagued you all day led you to completely forget your dinner date with Kazutora today.

The sweet boy and texted you, telling you how excited he was to see you this evening. He even sent you a cute kitten picture that put a little smile on your face. It really was a sweet gesture. Unfortunately, you weren't even sure if you could get out of bed—let alone go on a date.

You sighed, before gaining the courage to text Kazutora back and ask him if you could postpone. You so desperately wanted to text him and tell him just how excited you were too, but you just couldn't. You felt downright terrible. And it's not fair to you or Kazutora to go on a date with a shitty version of you. So, you texted, despite so desperately wanting to see him. As always, Kazutora instantly replied reassuring you that postponing was fine. But he wanted to know why, rightfully so.

You were just so tired though, too tired. You couldn't bring yourself to keep looking at your phone, or really do anything. You didn't even want to sit up for a second longer. Casually, you set down your phone and cuddled back into the blankets. You'd remember to text Kazutora back later, right? It would all be okay, right?

Your eyes casually drifted closed as you let the warmth of the blankets and pillow consume you. One moment you felt spacey, and the next you were nothing less than completely asleep. It was only when you were woken up by a loud knocking that you realized you even fell asleep in the first place.

"What?" you mumbled, disoriented. "What's going on?"

The loud knocking was well, loud. It was erratic—very erratic. The person on the other side was clearly very panicked about something. Your headache still plagued you, so much so that very movement made your head pound more, but the knocking scared you a bit. So, you shakily got up and opened the door.

Within an instant, you were met with Kazutora's panicked eyes. The alarmed boy was sweating, practically panting, as if he ran all the way to your house. His face was as pale as could be, and his hair was erratically tossed up. Hell, even his clothes were a mess. You could tell solely from the way he looked something was wrong, but those honey eyes alone were a dead giveaway.

"Tora, what's wrong-"

"YOU'RE ALIVE!" Kazutora immediately threw his arms around you. He practically launched himself on you and squeezed you as tight as he could.

You chuckled, before returning the hug. You had to admit, having his arms wrapped around you and being able to inhale his scent was already calming you a bit. What could you say, the love you had for the beautiful boy was a lot like that of drugs. But still, your head pounded with every movement you made.

"What're you going on about?" you whispered, leaning into him.

"What am I going on about?!" he began, pulling away and shaking you. "You haven't texted me back all day! Nothing! At all! I mean, if you read my textx and ignored them, I would've been pissed, but at least I'd know your alive! I didn't even know that!"

Baffled, you looked at him, only to noticed that it was a whole lot darker outside...much darker that it was at 8am when you texted him.

"Holy shit!" you yelled. "I slept all day!"

"You sure did!" Kazutora replied, shaking you more. "Now why?"

"What?"

"No one sleeps all day unless they have a reason too. Is there something wrong? Are you sad? Depressed? Sick? Oh no. Don't me you got food poisoning again", he rambled, clearly worried about you. "Is there anything wrong at all?!"

You chuckled at Kazutora's sweet concern, before cupping his face. "Slow down now pretty boy. It's only a headache"

"What?!" Kazutora began, leading you inside. "Why didn't you tell me?! Wait...you look off. Do you still have a headache?!"

"Well-"

"No!" the taller boy yelled, immediately ushering you onto the couch. "You stay there and don't worry about a thing. I'll take care of you"

"Kazutora-"

"No! I don't want to hear it!" Kazutora insisted. "Now do you need anything?"

You sighed, leaning into the couch. You weren't expecting this at all. But this headache, no, migraine really was plaguing you, and Kazutora was stubborn. You might as well let him do what he wants while he'd here, right? You definitely need the help. And, after all, your stomach was practically turning from the pain.

"Well.." you began, sighing. "I could use a shower-"

Before you could even finish you sentence, Kazutora dashed to the bathroom before running the water. Then, in an instant, he was at your side leading you to the bathroom.

"Take as long as you need love", he mumbled, rubbing your shoulders. "I'm gonna get you something to eat." Casually, he stepped out before giving you a little smile. "Feel better"

"Ah, Kazutora!" you said grabbing his hand. "Before you go..."

"Hmm?"

"Thank you. Thank you so much", you gently said, smiling. Slowly you rubbed your finger over his hand, admiring the little scars he has from the many fights he used to be in.

"Anytime love, anytime"

Then, Kazutora gently closed the bathroom door behind him, allowing you to slip your clothes off and let the warm shower water run over your back. You sighed in relief, finally feeling some tension go away. This was the first time all you day you haven't felt...terrible. This wasn't a cure all, but it did help. In fact, it helped so much that you just sat in the shower for what seemed like forever. In reality, it had only been an since you had turned the water on. And sadly, you finally got up and turned the water back off.

Reluctantly, you climbed out and slipped into one of Kazutora's sweatshirts he left for you. The cold air you felt coming out of the bathroom wasn't pleasant, but the smell of your comfort food sure was.

Stumbling out of the bathroom, you found all sorts of things laid out for you. Not only did Kazutora get your comfort food, but he picked up pain meds, sweets, put on a show, and he even brought one of his blankets over—one that smelled just like him.

"Tora!", you said, tears practically coming to your eyes. "You didn't have too!"

"Huh?! Of course, I did!" he replied, walking over and gently hugging you. "I'd do anything for you"

Happily, you leaned into him, and just enjoyed being in his arms. After all, the feeling of him running his fingers through your hair and kissing your forehead was beyond comforting. And it was exactly what you needed.

All of this was exactly what you needed, but more than anything, it was kazutora you needed. That night, the man did everything for you. From simply letting you lay on him and cuddle him all night to cleaning up a bit and doing the dishes for you. He really was a life savior. And you couldn't be more thankful.

You really did get the best boyfriend in the world, didn't you?

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[vamrouge]

🍒— my baby ♡

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[swagnimart]

Kazutora & Yuzuha drinking some boba~ yum 😋 I'm rather pround of this one, I was also trying out the dot freature on clip studio paint perhaps I will use it more in the future (ﾉ*ФωФ)ﾉ Maybe I should start focusing on making backgrounds, gotta evolve into master artist ლ(╹◡╹ლ)

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[koshehehe]

AAAAAAAA IDK BOUT YOU GUYS BUT LIKE

IM JUST DISAPOINTED HE'LL BE IN JAIL MOST OF THE TIME LMAOAOAOOA

CHISHIYA'S KICKING ASS THIS TIME 😭😭😭

He still looks so fine oml

Ngl i didnt think id see him again this early after alice in borderland 🤔 but yknow nijiro servicee 😂

When is the 3rd movie gonna come out i wanna see him in long hair again 😭

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Murakami Nijiro as Hanemiya Kazutora in Tokyo Revengers 2 😍😍😍

Photo not mine!

Itadakimasu 😎😎

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