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g0kotta · 2 years

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Better without you

They cheat on you / break up with you, but you actually get happier without them.

Sanzu Haruchiyo, Haitani Rindou, Hanma Shuji, Haitani Ran(and Mitsuya Takashi;) ) x gn!reader

PART TWO

Now playing: Don Toliver - No Idea

Sanzu Haruchiyo

Since you've been gone, I've been just okay

“You’re nothing without me.” Sanzu points at you. “You can say whatever you want, but you know that it’s true. You’ll never find anyone else like me.”

“I know.” You wipe the tears from your face. “And I think that’s for the better. I gave you the world, Sanzu. I did everything for you. For us. And this is what you do? You fuck the first bitch you see at a party?”

“Whatever. You’ll be back soon.”

———

Walking around town with a couple of people, he had the biggest smirk on his face. Kanto Manji gang was already the top gang in Japan and things couldn’t get any better.

“Yo, Sanzu.” Ran slaps his back. “Isn’t that your ex?”

And as he turned around, he saw you talking with your friends. You laughed at something one of them said. He noticed how you were glowing, looking way better than you did during the relationship. And he felt a pang in his chest. You were right, weren’t you? You don’t need someone like him. Sanzu scoffs and pretends like seeing you so happy didn’t hurt.

“Whatever. They’ll be crawling back to me soon.”

Haitani Rindou

I know you mad, you didn't see it my way

“Can you for once just understand how this whole situation makes me feel?!” You yell out frustrated. “Why can’t you just see it from my point of view! You never listen to me. You just do everything your own way and then get mad at me when I try to treat you how you treat me! You’re a fucking hypocrite, Rin.”

“Whatever.” He just rolls his eyes and looks back at his game.

“You’re doing it again! I can’t remember the last time we spent our time together. I shouldn’t even be talking about this with yo-“

“So shut it.”

“Huh?” Your eyes widen.

“Shut the fuck up. You’re so fucking annoying.” Rindou bangs his fist on the table that held his gaming set up. “Always bitching about everything. If you hate how I ignore you so much, why don’t you just leave huh? Fucking dumbass.”

———

That day you did leave. And you never answered his calls or messages. Whenever he tried to talk to you, you would just walk past him, or just switch routes so you wouldn’t even have to see him. You started treating him like he treated you the whole relationship. Rindou knew he fucked up bad and he didn’t know how to get you back.

Hanma Shuji

Since I've been gone, I've been out of space

“You make me so fucking stressed, Shuji.” You sigh as you finish wrapping bandaids over his hands. “You disappear for weeks or months and don’t text, or call. I never know where you are and if you’ll come back. I hate it.”

“Yeah, yeah. Sorry, babe. It won’t happen again. I swear.” He kisses the top of your head.

You knew his words didn’t hold any meaning. He would sweet talk you into staying and then he’d disappear again, leaving you alone with the dark thoughts of what could have happened to him. But for now you’d just stay in his arms.

———

So after he didn’t reach out to you in four months, you decided to just end it there and grabbed your belongings from his apartment. At first it was hard. You’d check your phone for any new messages or calls, but after a while you realised how better you felt after leaving.

Ran Haitani (ft. Mitsuya Takashi)

I let lil' Shawty, come here, take your place

“I can’t believe you. I gave you a chance to change after the first time..” you feel your heart breaking, a lump was forming in your throat and you wanted to scream, to throw whatever was near you into walls. “And you went ahead and cheated on me for the second time?! Do you have no fucking shame, Haitani?” You looked at him and felt your stomach drop. He had a smirk on his face and his eyebrows were raised. Like this whole thing was just a show he was watching on the tv.

“You’re stupid if you think I can and will actually change. It’s not my fault you’re so dependent on me.” He shrugs his shoulders. “If I were you, I would’ve left ages ago.”

———

Ran was walking around Roppongi with Rindou. They wanted to visit a caffe that opened not too far from their apartment. And when they walked in Ran felt his stomach explode and his hands started shaking. There you were sitting in a booth, smiling happily while a guy him and his brother hated, was holding your hand and making you blush. Mitsuya Takashi healed your heart and made you forget about him. Ran couldn’t stand the thought of you belonging to someone else.

You want a paper plane, I don't mind

I wonder why your girl always smiling

Mitsuya felt someone staring at him and as he lifted his eyes, he tried to contain a smile. The Haitani brothers were both staring at you and him. He lifted your hand which he was holding and left a gentle kiss on your wrist. He doesn’t mind giving you the world if it meant you’d smile at him like that. It was Ran’s loss.

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the-witch-of-one-piece · 1 year

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Reaction to your inner thug coming out Tokyo Revengers Edition: Part 1

Reaction to your inner thug coming out Tokyo Revengers Edition: Part 1Characters: Draken, Mikey, Hanam, Mistuya, and Kisaki A/N: inspired by a video I saw online by @josselinsoltero, and I thought this would be a perfect idea to do with these lovely men! I will be doing more soon like Ran, RIn, Kazutora, Baji and more! :DTW: language, suggestive theme (with Hanma teehe c:) Reblogs are appreciated!

Your boyfriend parked the car, getting ready to go to the party he stopped you at the front door. You were usually sweet as pie when meeting people and having fun, that's all you wanted to do. But then there were times when you were not so sweet with people and it was usually when people for some odd reason didn’t like you. It could have been their way to intimidate you but you were never going to back down from anyone and your boyfriend knew that. It has happened on a few occasions already. He liked when you stood up for yourself, but sometimes it was hard to control you. He looked over at you then he asked “_____ what do we say when someone provokes us?” he asked, waiting for your response. Looking up at him in a more confident voice “If you gonna talk about it, be about bitch run yo hands.”

Draken

“No…” He was preparing for that answer when you responded to him. You gave him a pout looking up at him. Of course, if something went down he has no problem stepping in knowing that the other person signed their death wish. But this was a party for you guys to enjoy this time without needing any altercations. “We are not going to fight anyone today babe.” he crossed his arms at you. The pout didn’t leave your face “Ya know that pout was cute at first but not anymore. Can you do it for me?” he asked. Letting a low sigh you agreed. Once you agreed he pressed his lips against your forehead “Thank you.” he gave a small smile.

Mikey

“It won’t need to come to that, trust me.” he patted your head, giving you a smile. Just the pure energy Mikey had people knew better not mess with you or him. If it's someone new and they try to act up it wouldn’t take Mikey long to drop them. He wouldn’t let you stoop to someone's low level because they weren’t happy with themselves. The smile made you weak to your knees. He reached for your hands and you bothered to enter the party. “Let’s have fun tonight okay?”

Hanma

The corner of his mouth curled up ‘fuck yes babe’ he thought to himself. A man who loves seeing you ready to battle and hold your ground. One of the main reasons he was attracted to you. “You do make me proud” His long slender finger raised your chin leaning in he gave you a peck on the lips. He was becoming turned on thinking how feisty you can get when people provoke you, “You know we have a few mins before we make our entrance. Let's head back to the car for a moment. You deserve a little treat~~~~.”

Mitsuya

He gave a weary smile cupping your cheeks and kissing the tip of your nose “There's no need to engage in people's childish behaviors sweetheart.” The soothing voice of Mitsuya always puts you in a great mood. He had a lot of patience for you and he was pretty proud the last few times you didn’t engage with people's behavior. The outfit you were wearing was made by him and you were so excited to wear it at the party, he knew you would be upset if you ruined it. He admired you for a moment that the same look would make you blush like crazy “Sorry for staring you still take my breath away even after years of being together....I want to see you have fun and enjoy yourself." he gave you a smile. With those sweet words, you couldn't help but only feel like you were on cloud 9 at the party.

Kisaki

There were going to be some important people at this party and he didn’t want this ruined. “We are not doing this not today _____…” he spoke in a serious tone which he did mean his words. You looked away and as you did you rolled your eyes letting out a sigh. You felt his hand reach for your chin turning you to him as he spoke “Understand?” He brought his head closer. You had to be on your best behavior and you nodded as you stared into his eyes.. “Glad that is settled.... well then shall we?” He knew he had to tame this now before entering the party. If there were any types of words spoken about you and he got words for them at the party. That person would end up missing by the end of the night.

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youngprincesstiger · 2 years

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British style (they must include my Mitsuya)

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mikeysbabygirl · 2 years

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𝑾𝒐𝒍𝒇 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒆𝒑'𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈

Warning : minors DNI, 18+. Pervy slightly obsessed Mitsuya, voyeurism, bondage kink, smut, hard Dom! Mitsuya, praise kink, nicknames ( pretty whore, love... Etc )

What is written in both bold and italics are flashbacks.

So guys, this won unanimously, most people wanted the pervy, mean!Dom Takashi and HERE HE IS. THIS doesn't mean I won't write the Rindou os, the Haitani brothers os and all the others, I will definitely write them, next time 🤫

Also, this is not a proper one shot, just a kind of porn without plot, therefore I didn't put so much details into it 😭

Since his earliest days, Mitsuya Takashi hardly had a minute for himself. Swimming in an ocean of blood and gangs, trying not to drown while carrying the weight of a family on sore shoulders.

Too much for his studies, there's priorities to life and his sisters were one. Well, that was until the day his mother saw his school grades dropping down, especially that he was only months away from graduation, and decided to hire a babysitter.

As much as the news should have made him a little bit relieved, he still could not drop the wheel completely. He needed to see that babysitter even once, what if they weren't good enough to keep his sisters?

Sometimes he comes to think it was a bad idea...

He never expected the babysitter to be his age, or this... pretty.

He opened the door already somehow frustrated, how can one be late to his first day to work ?

But the harsh words he's been chewing for fifteen minutes accidentally got swallowed, putting a lump in his throat the minute he saw you.

-" Oh finally !" The girl rolled her eyes, then flashed a big smile toward him. " I'm so sorry I'm late, I had trouble finding the house. I'm actually new to town and... "

And he was not listening. His eyes were literally absorbed in the shiny black hole you were, talking about how you moved in like you had knew him for years.

-" Anyway, I'm rambling. " He could tell your cheeks heated, and when you bit your lower lip shyly he could not tell anything else.

To meet you was an earthquake, and often in such cases the tsunami was soon to follow. He remembered perfectly how he could not keep his eyes for him as you introduced yourself to his sisters, how your eyes always shone bright when you talked, how you wore that light smile of yours just like it did not probably carry a hundred boy's hearts.

And all doubts which could have clouded his mind before he met you has been chased away by the sunshine you brought along, Mana and Luna looked absolutely delighted whenever you were around. And he was too, from the few times he talked to you without feeling like his heart was on a wild ride, he learned you too were soon to pass the graduation exam, which gave him a hand to you.

No really, the problem was not you.

There should be no problem.

It was just... That night where you fell asleep next to Luna on her bed, after reading a story to the girls.

You should have went home since almost an hour, he only came in to tell you he was home and you could go. But the sight to greet him knocked him off of his feet, frozen , he was, while the fire started gaining his guts.

He felt guilty, and so dirty, but he could not help staring at the curve of your hips while your short skirt rode them up, turning in your sleep. Goddamn... His sisters were there, sleeping next to you, he should just turn his back to you and walk out of there, as the angel on his right shoulder was saying.

But the voice on the left one began whispering loud tempting words to him, to take a picture that would last longer. He had to run away.

That night, Mitsuya locked himself in his room and tried releasing the throbbing pain between his legs. He touched himself thinking about your hips, about those pink panties you were wearing under your so short skirt. He gave it the tightest strokes, thinking about how your lips would close around him. And he threw his head back, coming in his hand, imagining how the white ropes would look like leaking from your bare legs that he saw for the first time that night.

It was a whole new feeling, sure he was not a virgin anymore and have had his fair amount of hook-ups, yet that felt different. That was not him, the guy who talked to you innocently in the morning, once the night comes chasing unholy thoughts that wore your name.

The game changer was when you offered to help him with some lessons he just couldn't seem to understand. Such a sin wrapped in a good deed.

Oh Mitsuya Takashi is so sweet, isn't he ? Eyes hunging on you with every little thing you explained, cheeks heating everytime you praised him for finding the right answer.

Maybe just a little bit clumsy, like that time he accidentally spilled water on your white shirt.

-" Shit, I'm so sorry... "

You smiled as sweetly as always, excusing him and guilt left a nasty scar on his mind because you put him on such a high pedestal that you didn't even thought...

That he could have made it in purpose. You didn't even thought that he was enjoying the sight of your breasts under the now transparent shirt a little too much. You never suspected anything when he said he needed to text a friend really quick, pulling out his phone and snapping some pictures of your perking up nipples.

He was clumsy, and you hoped he would soon feel comfortable around you. So you didn't said anything even if he dropped his pen a lot of times during the tutoring session, sneaking under the table to take it back.

He swore the first time was an accident, only a coincidence that when he was about to get up after taking back that pencil, his eyes spotted your panties under your dress.

The blood started running south, and all he could think about while you were busy explaining some math problem was how the fabric held your pussy perfectly, how tight pressed against your cunt it was, and how damp it would turn if you let him just rub his aching bulge between your legs.

- " Goddamn " he ran his hands through his hair after closing the door behind you that day, pressing his back against it and looking at the obvious bulge in his pants. " I'm so, so fucked up. "

Mitsuya Takashi respected women, he would never disrespect you or even think about touching you without your consent. He already was choking on the fact that he had fallen so low, chasing his high almost every night and thinking about your face, pumping his length and wishing he could spill on your pretty face, thick white drops of his love dripping from your mouth and cheeks, It was definitely a good thing that his sisters were already sleeping, because the pathetic grunts and moans of your name leaving his mouth only got higher until he finally reached cloud nine.

-" I won't take this. " You were hell bent on refusing the extra money he gave you with your usual babysitter salary. He bored his jaded gaze into you, although his weary face sent strange chills up your back, you stayed unmoved.

-"I would've never passed my exams without your help, you deserve it and more. " Your cheeks heated, not because of the words but the nonchalant way he'd said it, like it did not get you all flustered.

-" I did it for you, not for the money. Aren't we like... Friends ?"

So much for his unmoved expression, it all stumbled down the minute you said that, got him up all night thinking about how to return the favor, how he could possibly draw down his gratefulness to you.

In fact he figured out there was something he could do, the best thing he did actually. Therefore nights were spent, canvas were stained touching the curves of your body on paper sheets and creating the perfect clothes for you.

-" Damn... " Another crumbled up paper joined its siblings on the floor, he pulled his hair back and sighed loudly, cursing himself or your name or whatever was different about you that got him so... Obsessed. Why'd you have to seep opium in him ? So much that the only things crossing his mind were unholy, so much that it always had to be the tiniest clothes, the smaller fabrics, the most revealing pieces?

-" I'm fucking disgusting. " Yes, he hated himself, or the influence you had on him that turned him into such a pervert, this was not him.

His heart raced a beat faster while your hands shyly began opening the box, he pointed that he made it himself for you and you knew how everyone valued what he sewed, the act itself filled you with gratefulness.

Soon the gratefulness gave way to fluster, the ribbons fell down and you almost dropped the box seeing the white lace lingerie.

Your eyes drifted back toward him, and widened even more catching his impassive face. Were you panicking inside for nothing ?

-" That's... That's really pretty, wow, I mean... "

-" Won't ya try it ?"

No way he just said that, your heart missed a beat in the process of finding some convenient words. You were not going to show up in front of him... Like that? Were you ?

Doubts clouded your mind, were you uptight ? No because, he didn't flinched a second offering you his room to change in, was he used to it ? You might be overthinking... Takashi is a professional tailor, he has and will see many women in lesser fabric, for him that was just art and nothing else. It would probably be rude from you to decline, and well, you didn't wanted to look like a prude in front of such a cool guy.

Your anxiously ran your sweaty hands over the bare skin of your thighs, staring at the girl in the mirror. She looked... Different, it seemed like your body was not yours, but that of a more confident woman, for some reason it felt good, wearing something he had put so much time and work in.

An Aphrodite-like temptress, that was the first thing to come to his mind the minute you opened the door. You enamoring, and him levitating, gravitating toward you. Standing shyly and not daring to meet his eyes meanwhile him couldn't just keep his away from you.

He slowly began making his way toward you, drinking in the way you gulped down that delicate throat of yours. Up close, he could admire the contrast of the white fabric against your skin, upon seeing you wearing his art, he felt his chest blooming with adoration. As much as he imagined the piece on you, he never thought it would look so... Dazzling.

-" it's... It's perfect " you almost stuttered, finally catching the strength to meet his eyes. Stern purple hues looked through your eyes, his voice was dangerously low when he answered.

-" You make it look prettier. "

He didn't missed your breath hitching the minute his hand reached to caress the bra's white lace, his lips curved slightly into a sly smirk, sliding a finger up and down where he could feel your nipple hardening.

-" So soft... " He left his voice to trail, behind lingering touches on the longline bra. You shivered to the spine, ashamed to feel so eager for his touch but not daring once looking away.

-" Taka', what... " You swallowed a deep breath, his hand laid flat on your stomach, thumb randomly caressing the waistband of the white panties.

He wished to quit, but felt like a prisoner in his own body, a submissive to that sight of yours. Drinking on each part of your body and getting high on lust, the combo of your innocent doe eyes and sinful body digging his flesh's hunger deeper.

The whisper of his name leaving your mouth encouraged him to a bolder move, his hand closed around one of your breasts, a strangled grunt escaped his mouth the moment you threw your head on his shoulder. Internally he was glad you leaned in his touch, hearing you whispering his name again, he leaned toward your ear.

-" Yes ? Tell me what you need, love ".

You were almost by his fingertips, he could feel your walls breaking down, forehead on his shoulder while his other hand slided down your back, down...

-" I... I need... " He stole the words out from you again, squeezing your mound harder in his hand, enjoying your gasp. " There's... Here " you pulled back and grabbed his hand, his guts stirred up as you placed it on your clothed mons pubis. " Something in here... Please"

How could the devils of him not wake up, when you stood there so angelic and innocent, practically begging him to take you ?

-" Aw, don't worry baby. Gonna take real good care 'f ya, yeah ?"

-" But. " He stopped, holding a sharp glance at you. " We gonna do this my way. "

Mitsuya Takashi is such a sweet guy, opening the door for you, offering to take you home after you kept his sisters, never raising his voice once no matter what.

Only behind closed doors, the wolf dropped the sheep's clothing, and with his fangs ripped off the soft fabric hiding your chest from his sight.

Mitsuya Takashi is a classy man, refined, therefore even the ropes tying you to his bed were of an expensive, bloody red fabric.

-" don't pull on the ropes. " He warned, sinking his knees deeper in the bed on top of you. " You're mine to hurt, no one else. "

His kisses were so loving, closing his eyes and rolling his tongue against yours like he always dreamed to do. You tasted as sweet as he imagined, and moaned the sweetest when his mouth closed around your nipple.

-" Ah, Taka' " you closed your eyes, feeling the ropes digging deeper in your wrists. And suddenly a gasp left your mouth, your cheeks getting harshly squeezed together by him.

-" Don't you dare looking away. Keep these pretty eyes o'mme. "

The purple in his eyes turned indigo under the desire, teeth pulling your panties down from the waistband, hands holding your hips steady. He spread your legs and his gaze was impossible to sustain, mesmerized by your dripping cunt, he felt his cock throbbing against his lower belly, already so hard by the meer sight.

-" Tsk, look what we've got here... " A frustrating heat spread between your legs when he collected your arousal upon your folds without ever really touching you. " act so shy out there for everyone else but in here, for me, you’re such a needy little slut... "

A whimper left your mouth, he guided his finger to your mouth.

-" Swallow it for me, love. " He forced it between your lips. " it wasn’t a suggestion, was an order. "

Such a giver, he was. Went down on you like you were his last meal, he had dreams of this, after all. Tasting you and humming from satisfaction, swirling his tongue around your swollen clit and fingering you until he got you screaming his name.

-" 's too much... Can't... Can't fucking take it !"

-" Shut up, I got you. "

Back to your level, face in front of yours,lips glistening from your previous high, a serious expression on his face, he squeezed together your cheeks with one hand.

-" Tell me, whose pussy is this ?"

He stared at your fucked up face, proud filled his chest seeing your eyes still rolling back from the overstimulation, but it was not what he needed right now. He watched your eyes widening as he slightly slapped your cheek.

It was intoxicating, how he always had to hold back, to hide the rude dark parts. But how you swallowed it and never even choked on his rougher edges got him hooked up to you, no need to hold back.

-" I asked you a question. "

You would've never, not in a million years thought he could act so rough toward you, or anyone else. But why did his stern face and deep voice make it only harder to look away from him ?

-" Yours... It's all yours, Taka " you smiled with lidded eyes, knocking him out of breath for few seconds until he buried his head in your neck, placing sweet kisses.

-" Mine. Only mine. "

His hands traveled down the new lands of your body, discovering and wishing he could mark you his dominion.

-" pussy's mine to ruin. " Seconds. Only seconds away from the hell threshold, lining his tip with your dripping entrance. " And 'm gonna do it so, so good baby. "

And that when he started sliding inside you, cock invading your walls that passion began, where your bodies united and your spirits joined together at the same time as your bodies became one.

The feeling of him inside you was better than all that you ever experienced, and soon, he started thrusting inside you at a crazy pace, as you opened your mouth and furrowed your eyebrows, drunk on the pleasure of his violent moves.

-" ugh, feels so... "

-" Right ?" He grunt, almost pounding inside you, eyes glued on your bouncing breasts. " See how good y'taking me ? you're so good to me, love. "

He could not take his eyes of your face, how it expressed full desire and lust, and he swore he never found someone as good looking as you while you were all tamed by him. His hand reached out to your neck, wrapping around it and stealing the slightest bit of breath from you.

-" Looks so fuckin' pretty, wearing... Uh god, wearing my touch like a fuckin' necklace. "

His grip on your throat tightened, and there, tied, you felt so free. Choked, yet he was fresh air to you . Bruised, yet you never felt as pretty as under his gaze. Lying, yet you stand so tall. You were devoted to him.

-" You have... No goddamn idea how much I've wanted this. " He breathed out, leaning to mark your neck. " Such a pretty whore for me. For me, yeah ?"

-" For... " You tried speaking, only to be cut off by a rather harsher thrust from him. You did not expected it to send you to overdrive, yet it had your eyes rolling and hole clenching around him.

-" Shit, princess " he scoffed in a breath, feeling the knot in his balls tightening. " Hugging my cock like a hungry slut, gonna... Gonna make me cum !"

His choice of words got your body shaking as you nodded in response, unable to form correct words to express how overstimulated you were.

He looked at you, the same incredible girl who got him crossing boundaries he never thought about, laying underneath him and coming undone because of him. It sounded ethereal, but looked heavenly, and felt intoxicatingly blissful.

-" Cum for me, Taka'. Want... Want to make you feel good " you whispered, still pulling at the ropes holding your wrists. He threw his head back and moaned your name out loud, only few thrusts before he quickly pulled out and white ropes covered your breasts.

He was a goner, high on some volatile narcotics. Your teary eyes, swollen lips, marked skin, all got him feeling so light. He could not believe, after months of flying around you like a moth to its flame, that now he got you drooling, breasts leaking his seeds, tied to his bed. His heart filled his entire chest, warmth spreading in all his body, was it love ?

His climax rarely hit him that hard, had him crashing against you, imprisoning you in his strong arms. His face nuzzled in the crook of your neck, then his biceps wrapped around your waist as he laid wet kisses on your bruised skin.

-" Fuck. That was... Fuck " he grunt, through your coming down, you laughed slightly at him, an angelic sound that had him looking at you with disbelief. You ignored him and tried freeing yourself once and for all from the restraints but soon his hand on yours stopped you, pushing you back against the mattress.

-" Uh uh, did I said you could move ?"

You froze hearing his stiff voice, his amethyst hues bored into yours, making you gulp down.

-" I thought we were done" you shrugged, letting him begining to undo your ties.

-" Hm, we are. For now. " he freed you and soon, you could not feel the sheets under your back anymore, finding yourself nuzzled in his strong arms, carrying you through the room.

-" What are you doing ?"

-" You did so well f'me, love... And I fucked you like I didn't care, now lemme show you I do care. "

You shifted your eyes at him and saw his weary impassive expression coming back, but when his eyes met yours, a soft smile grazed his pretty lips, that landed a kiss on your forehead as soon.

Mitsuya Takashi might be the wolf in sheep's clothing, but the afterglow was cotton-soft. Strong arms previously bruising your body were now holding your back against his torso in the bathtub, showering you with praises and sweet kisses, hands rubbing your stomach. Your perfume so engraved in him he knew he would live a hundred lifetimes before he could forget you.

-" I gotta admit... " You started, smiling over your shoulder, his heart missed a beat looking at your glowing face. " I thought you'd never make a move"

He was so cute, for a second dropping that dominant attitude. He was starstruck by your confession, left speechless that you all along knew he had a huge thing for you and didn't said anything.

-" I hate you... " He grunt, tightening his arms around your waist and burying his face in your neck.

-" do you ?" You teased, lifting his chin to stare at his eyes. They drifted toward your lips, still craving their taste and back to your hues, drowning in your eye color.

-" I wish I could. " He admitted, deep voice dropping lower from denial's cliff. " Wish I could rip ya off my fucking heart. "

But he could not, he just learned. And to fight against that wild thing you brought out of him was actually feeding that obsession.

But it was okay, right ? As long as you wore his bruises and marks like the prettiest clothes, as long as you took all of him, sugar coated and sword-sharp, it was tamed.

The wolf was tamed.

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I decided I don't like this, It's the first time I write a porn without plot and I know it's kinda too short, I jumped across a lot of moments and explanations because I simply had a looong week. But I really really wanted to write this, so here it is !

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plutosexc · 1 year

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— Mitsuya BF! Headcanons —

✧ pairing ; mitsuya takashi x gn!reader

✧ warnings + genre ; none + fluff, writing is informal at some parts

✧ a/n ; it's been a hot min since i actually wrote somethin, so pls enjoy. reblogs are appreciated :))

꠵ First off, Mitsuya Takashi is a family man. He’s the kind of guy you’d be excited to introduce to your parents. Especially if you have siblings, he’d be so sweet to them bc he has sisters of his own.

꠵ Mitsuya isn’t really big on gift-giving. Of course, he’ll buy you something if he knows you want it bc anything to make you happy. But his love language is naturally acts of service with a little words of affirmation.

꠵ There was one instance you were swamped with work at school and had to stay some extra hours to complete a group project, but you also had to pick up your brother from school and grab some meat from the market. Mitsuya had asked to hang out, but you explained to him how busy you were and that you'd have no time. He offered to help, but you refused bc you're a stubborn ass. Mitsuya loved that you were independent, though sometimes it truly annoyed him.

꠵ He literally didn't listen to you. (LMFAO) Deadass was like “ok”, knowing he was gonna help you anyways. As soon as school let out, he went to pick up your brother. On the way, he stopped to buy your favorite meat from the market. (always going the extra mile 👩🏽‍💻)

꠵ Rely on him!! He loves being able to help you and he’s so used to taking care of everyone. Give him cute spa days to make him feel appreciated <3

꠵ Love. love. loves complimenting/affirming you. "You're beautiful." "You look good in anything you wear." "You're so smart angel." "I'm always here for you." I just know he loves pet names.

꠵ He'd definitely send you messages in the morning that read something like, "have a good day pretty, let me know if you need anything :)" and night messages that read something like, "goodnight angel, i hope you sleep well!"

꠵ Mitusya absolutely adores your voice. It doesn't matter what you're talking about, but he'll listen attentively. The way this boy is so down bad for you, he can listen for hours. He gets so happy when you talk to him about your interests. Honestly, he's just grateful you trust him enough to share it with him.

꠵ Anyone who knows Mitsuya knows that he's very observant and can quickly pick up when you're upset. He'd talk to you about it, but if you're not ready then he won't pressure you. Mitsuya respects your boundaries and wants you to feel comfortable with him, so he moves at your pace.

꠵ Mitsuya loves watching you do the little things like tying your hair, or your face when you're super focused, picking out your outfit for the day, etc. He's just completely enamored with you bc you're his angel <33

꠵ Not really the jealous type because he knows you only have eyes for him and he's secure in the relationship. (not even on some cocky shit) But this is not to say that sometimes things don't get to him.

꠵ One time you just kept talking about this guy you had seen on the train and how cool he was dressed. I mean you went on and on, so Mitsuya politely shut you up with a kiss. It took you by surprise at first, but then you realized he was probably feeling a little jealous. We cannot be having the best boy feeling jealous. Sooo you were extra touchy n affectionate after to make up for it. (he ate that shit up fr)

꠵ Whenever he gets the chance, he takes you on night walks and you guys listen to his playlist while holding hands. (he made you a playlist idc what anyone says) Mitsuya is usually very busy, but he'll make time for you guys to spend alone together. He starts going through withdrawals when he hasn't seen you for too long. (no joke)

꠵ Overall Mitsuya is just the best boy!!! He'd love you, support you, take care of you and push you to do your best. (basically find urself a Mitsuya)

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meeting mitsuya

mitsuya x reader one shot sfw

it was a dreary tuesday afternoon. the shop was empty; you’d had only two customers all day. you liked the quiet days like these. that’s why you started working at mood fabrics- it was quiet.

on slow days like today, you’d play your playlist over the speaker system. it was an odd collection of obscure british grunge mixed with classical, hyper pop, taylor swift, and sad indie songs. it all worked together, in your mind.

you sat at the front counter, crocheting your latest sweater. it was a bit ironic-you worked at a fabric store, but you much preferred working with yarn. you could never manage to sew in a straight line.

who would ride a motorcycle in the rain, you thought, hearing the loud engine coming down the street. you looked up at the bike approached, watching as it pulled against the yellow curb right in front of the store. your eyes traveled back down to your crochet. it was quite typical-people would park in front of the store to go someplace nearby. you secretly enjoyed watching their cars get towed.

the bell above the door rang. you looked up only to see the biker pull off his white helmet, a purple mullet falling into place on his head. his face wore a bored expression, a small frown on his lips.

you didn’t get the chance to say anything, he was already headed for the back. you stayed sitting at the counter, scanning the aisles for his purple hair, his black jacket, the sound of his heavy boots.

it didn’t take long for him to find what he was looking for. he was on his way back up to the counter before you could fully register what was going on. it wasn’t often you got men in the store, much less biker men with leather jackets and a knife hooked on his back pocket.

“two yards of each, please,” he said, placing two bolts of fabric down on the counter.

“did you find everything all right?” you ask, laying his fabric out. it was a pink paisley pattern.

“yeah. where’s rob?” he asks, glancing around the store.

“um, he only works mornings. do you need something? i can take a message or…”

“oh,” the man frowned, “it’s fine. i usually come by before school but i was running late today,” the man laughs lightly.

“you’re a student?” you ask, folding his first fabric. the white markings on his black jacket seem familiar.

“no, uh, i was taking my sisters to school. this fabric is actually for dresses for them.”

“you sew dresses for your sisters?” you ask.

“yeah,” he smiles, “they always bug me to make ‘em stuff.”

“that’s sweet.” you’re confused by him. he rides a motorcycle, yet he’s making frilly dresses for his sister. thick rings complement his black nails, but contrast his fuzzy cardigan.

he nods, hands in his pockets.

you cut his last fabric in silence, folding it and sliding it into the bag.

“i like the music,” he notes. “it’s an interesting mix.”

you look up, “thank you.” ‘back to the old house’ plays over the speaker.

“i like the mix of morrissey and taylor swift. it works, somehow,” he says.

you pause, looking at him. “that’s what i’ve always said.”

the man laughs, his lilac eyes squinting. it makes your stomach twist.

“your total is 30 dollars,” you say, placing his last yard of fabric in his bag.

the expression on the man’s face shifts, “thirty for six yards? that’s not right.”

“you got a discount,” you smile.

the man raises an eyebrow.

“employee discount,” you explain. “i never use it so…” you hand him the bag.

“maybe i should start coming in the afternoons,” the man smiles, “you’re way better than rob. plus, i have to come back and hear more than two songs of your playlist.”

you laugh, your cheeks slightly warming.

“y/n,” he says, reading your name tag, “i’ll see you later.”

the man placed his helmet over his purple hair and walked out the door. you watched as he placed his bag of fabric under the seat of his bike. he was on his bike speeding away before the engine had fully started.

you finally let the smile you’d been trying to hide break free. you giggled softly and looked down at the money he handed you. you hadn’t even checked to make sure it was the right amount. something about that man made you not want to look away.

that was the day you met takashi mitsuya, and since then, you’ve never stopped looking.

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pfpanimes · 2 years

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⌕ tokyo revengers - mitsuya takashi.

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kaveehs · 1 year

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Give Cupid A Chance — Mitsuya Takashi

fem!reader, wc ≈ 1.6k, angst to fluff kinda sorta??, mitsuya's a lil handsy in this, mention of timeskip + draken, previously established relationship, implied friends to lovers, potentially wayyy out of character

synopsis: just as you thought you would spent your Valentine’s Day alone, mitsuya comes to make everything better. could it be cupid that brought him to your door?

a/n: I FINALLY FINISHED THIS!! this is dedicated to my good friend snow, because i got you in our server’s gift exchange. i haven’t personally seen tr but i know how much you love mitsuya so i couldn’t resist writing him!! even though i don’t know a damn thing about tr i tried my hardest. but pls excuse if this is out of character. as a friend of yours for nearly 3 years i put all my love in this n i hope you love it just as much bff snowsnow!!! 🤍

With that being said, this reader represents snow and their mannerisms, in x reader format.

@suyacho

It was that time of year again— where the streets were decorated with red and pink hearts, and various different chocolates and fragrant flowers were for sale. It’s the time of year you weren’t necessarily privy to.

In recent years, you’ve spent Valentine’s Day alone and keeping to yourself. You knew there weren’t many people who could possibly disturb your solitude and you were ok with this. You didn’t need anything flashy, sometimes you’d just go out with some friends for dinner and others you would just stay home doing away at your work. Either way, that’s just how Valentine’s day worked for you.

It wasn’t always like this, however. You hadn’t always spent this holiday alone. Of course, this day had value in your former relationship. Although it was a while ago now, you remembered being with Draken on this day as if it was just yesterday. The usually unaffectionate man showing up to your apartment with flowers and staying the night— making you feel special. Unfortunately, things couldn’t be like that forever, and you both fell apart shortly after. That had been a long time ago.

Former lovers aside, the day seemed irrelevant to you this year. Your friends hadn’t called to make any plans because they all had someone to be with today— you’d be alone. Though you’ve grown used to this feeling by now, the harsh reality of your situation began to set in. You wish you didn’t have to feel like this, and it hurts how you’ve basically forced yourself into being content with the outcome. You wanted to be loved, not just on this day but the days following. You wanted to be cherished everyday.

Your train of thought had been cut off by the sound of boiling water. The slightest of smiles crept up on your pouted lips as you turned off the stove. If there’s anything that could make you feel better right now, it would be your tea. Just as you were about to start preparing the tea, the sound of your doorbell ringing fills the apartment. At first, you don’t think much of it, thinking it could be a package you forgot you had ordered. But there was another, and another accompanied with a knock at your door.

“Who could that be,” you uttered to yourself as you set down your kettle. You dragged your feet to your front door, mentally preparing yourself for the interaction that’s about to take place. As you opened the door, you were greeted by the sight of your next door neighbor, your friend, Mitsuya.

“Hey,” the male said simply in a soft tone. You sighed one of the greatest sighs of relief to yourself, allowing him into your apartment. Given the fact you were friends and his visits were somewhat frequent, he knew the layout quite well. “You look relieved to see me,” he joked while keeping an eye on you.

“That’s because I am,” you exhaled in response, walking back to your kitchen. “With the way you knocked, I thought you were him. I didn’t want to deal with that, especially not today.” Mitsuya nodded and followed behind you, accepting the mug you handed him. “I didn’t expect to see you at all today.” You dropped a tea bag into his mug.

“Did you think he’d show up today,” he asked you as you poured the hot water into the mug. “After all, it is Valentine’s Day.” You raised your shoulders and bit your lip.

“You never really know with Ken. He’s very hot and cold,” your voice had grown small as you found yourself drifting away in your thoughts about him again.

“Careful,” you hear Mitsuya say as you snap back into reality. He grabbed your wrist, moving the kettle with hot water away from you. His hands lingered much longer than you expected them to, causing your face to burn up.

“S-sorry ‘Suya,” you quickly pulled away, grabbing a spoon for him. “Anyway I thought you'd be busy today…” you stuttered in an effort to change the subject.

“I am actually, I came by because I wanted to ask for a favor,” he leaned against your counter, waiting for his tea to cool to his preferred temperature.

“Favor,” you repeated, taking a sip of your own. You looked up at Mitsuya who was already looking at you “Sure, it’s not like I’m busy today anyways.”

“I want you to model my new piece,” Mitsuya said smoothly. You almost spat out your tea at his words. You knew exactly the piece Mitsuya was referring to. It was a beautiful, soft pink dress, the shape of it hugging the mannequin yet still having a distinguished flow to it. There were two hearts sewn on across the chest, with a slit held together by rhinestone strap. The dress was absolutely gorgeous, however you just couldn’t picture yourself in it. It was way out of your normal wardrobe. You couldn’t help but laugh in your head as you looked down at the baggy jeans you were wearing in comparison to the dress.

“Funny joke,” you retorted sarcastically. Mitsuya’s demeanor remained the same as when he asked the question. “You’re not actually being serious ‘Suya, right?” When he shook his head to tell you he was, a lump grew in your throat. You swallowed hard to clear it and bit the inside of your cheek. Mitsuya had never asked you to model for him before, so you couldn’t help but wonder why he would suddenly ask this of you. After some deliberate thinking, you agreed to do it. Surely you’d get to the bottom of whatever his plan was.

As you both finished the rest of your tea, you headed to his apartment. The dress was the first thing your eyes saw as you entered his place. Its straps were attached to a hanger. Genuinely, it’s like the thing was glowing.

“It’s beautiful ‘Suya, how long did it take to make,” you asked in absolute awe. He smiled while he picked up the hanger, his hands gliding over the straps, carefully removing them one at a time.

“It took a lot of planning. I worked hard to try to finish it today,” he reached over to hand it to you. You gladly took it and held it up, analyzing the look of it. There was so much attention but into the details– each stitch was sewn with the utmost care. It was truly a work of art. “Go on, try it on,” Mitsuya cut your thoughts short. You eagerly nodded, setting your phone down on the coffee table and making your way to the bathroom. Mitsuya sat on the couch while he waited for you.

Just when he began to get distracted, your phone began to ring. He was about to call out your name to give you the phone until he read the contact who had been calling. As if in a pure coincidence, it was Draken. Your former lover. Mitsuya felt a smirk grow on his face as he picked up your phone, getting up from his seat.

There was a sigh of your name that came from the other side of the line. “I didn’t think you’d answer, considering all that has happened,” Draken had started to say. “It’s probably insensitive of me to call today.”

“Well then, it’s a good thing she didn’t answer the phone, isn’t it,” Mitsuya replied. There was a hint of aggravation in his voice that wasn’t so subtle. He knew your former lover all too well.

“So she’s with you, Takashi. I honestly wasn’t expecting that,” a harsh chuckle escaped from his lips. “But I’m sure you know why I’m calling.”

“I don’t, why don’t you spell it out for me,” You stared over at Mitsuya in confusion as you got out of the bathroom. You walked over to him, as you’re about to ask what’s going on, you piece the pieces together at his words. “Because I’m sure you’re well aware she doesn’t need you to just waltz back into her life whenever it’s convenient for you.”

Your eyes widened as you heard the scoff on the other line just before they hung up. “That was… Ken, wasn’t it–” your shaken voice was cut off by the feeling of Mitsuya wrapping his arms around you.

“You don’t have to worry about him anymore, just focus on me.” You stayed silent for a while as you stood in Mitsuya’s embrace. His hands trailed from your waist to your hips, admiring how the dress he crafted fit you. “Fits you perfectly. I knew having your measurements would prove useful one day,” he chuckled. “What if I told you I made this dress with just you on my mind.”

Your body temperature began to rise as he spun you around and held you from behind. “This is a gift I made just for you, I’m glad I managed to make it well enough to show off your beauty.” His hands treated you ever so delicately.

“‘Suya…” you turned your face to face his, looking straight into his eyes. There was a moment where the room fell completely silent. This is exactly, if not more than what you have ever longed for on this day. And in the next moment, your lips were on his. He kissed you back with such a passion you had never felt from him, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

He pulled away after a while, leaving you breathless. It’s only at that moment that you were hit with what just happened. Mitsuya laughed, seeing the sight of you all flustered. “So are you going to keep my gift? ‘N wear it just for me on this day?”

You nodded, pulling him in for another kiss.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, ‘Suya.”

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y-umiko · 2 years

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TOKYOREV BOYS WITH A TSUNDERE READER BUT IS SECRETLY A SIMP

CHARACTER(S): shinichiro . Rindou . Hanma . Mitsuya

WARNING/S: there were some cringe part but anyways...not proof read

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a/n: I've actually written something similar, if you're interested you can read it here.

Shinichiro Sano

Shinichiro is a little slow on some things in life, like when he can't read the danger around him and acted on a whim for others, or why you keep saying no when your stomach was loudly gurgling or saying you don't care about his birthday but gotten him his favorite pair of shoes, or why you keep hanging out with him when you hate his guts, he just can't figure it out. until he heard you and the others.

"It was then Shin was sent flying across the room" Shinichiro heard one of the Delinquents tell, followed by laughter, he can only sigh as it was one of those days where the delinquents like to tell stories of their encounters with him, and he only wishes it was the good parts, especially when you were around."What do you think (Y/n)? did Shin look like a loser when you met him?"

And blood immediately drained from Shinichiro's face, of all the things he had done, his first encounter with you was not the best first impression he ever had, not only did he embarrass himself in front of you, but he also got beaten up without even having the chance to fight back.

"He was a total loser" you answered with no hesitation and Shinichiro's heart immediately sinks "But I-I think he was so cool standing in front of everybody when he knows he can't even land a punch"

and just like that Shinichiro's confidence was revived, all your cold and rude words for the past years forgotten as he walked into the room with his head held high.

"(Y/n)! I knew you like me!" He announces starling you and everyone in the room.

"I do not! we were not talking about you!" you quickly answered, a red face from embarrassment but Shinichiro can't hear anything as flowers and butterflies were floating around him.

it was a disaster that day, but later when he walked you back home with the same high spirits he can't help but glance at you and as usual, Shinichiro was a little slow to notice some things.

“your face is so red.. are you still mad”

Rindo Haitani

Rindou often wonders why you were always mean to him, as if you didn't have any single good thing to say to him, especially when all he wanted was a compliment coming from you. but what he always fail to see everytime was the tinge of red on your cheeks as you walk away from him after saying a comment you didn't even mean to say.

and as if God heard his worries, he happened to overhear your conversation with his brother.

"Rindou was asking me if he should cut his hair, what do you think?" Ran asked casually as he was lounging on the couch. you immediately drop you phone and focus all your attention towards him.

"What?! say no! his hair was so pretty!" you said with no hesitation the words as clear as day as Rindou heard behind the door, his face immediately feeling hot. he didn't know behind every 'you're ugly' and 'you're blocking my way' of insults you throw at him was you thinking he was pretty.

Ran smirks, "If only you can be this honest to my brother"

you pouted, arms cross against your chest "Blame your brother for being so pretty, when I see him I get all frustered and I can't form any words. Why does he have to be so pretty it's so unfair?!"

Ran stood up and rougly opened the door to reveal the very younger Haitani "why don't you ask him yourself?" Both you and Rindo freezes on the spot, no one speaking or probably even breathing until Rindou reach over his long purple hair, a tinge of red on his cheeks.

"I think I'm keeping my hair long for a while"

Hanma Shuji

Hanma already thinks you hate him, pushing him away, rude comments, cold and hostile towards him. it already settled on his mind, you probably hate him like everybody else, given he was not that likable in the first place, but it doesn't change the fact that he enjoys riling you up to see your reactions.

you hated him, that's what he engraved on his brain, so hearing you one day defending him against a group of bullies cornering you made him feel something foreign but most of all, pride swelling up.

"Not so brave now without Hanma with you are ya?" one of the bullies taunts as he corners you against the wall, the other two bullies blocking your exit. "why do you even keep hanging out with that junkie? once he gets bored with you he'll toss you away like trash"

"his not like that!" you interrupted the bullies slightly startling them including Hanma. "Hanma is a jerk but he- he values others around him and keeps only his closest friends unlike you…he's a man than you'll ever be !"

The bully mad, shouted "what did you say?!" and raise his hands to hit you but before it can even graze your skin he was roughly pulled back, and a rather strong backfilled your view, Hanma's familiar smell of smoke mixed with a hazelnut immediately filled you with comfort.

"(Y/n)~ I didn't know you pay close attention to me like that" Hanma whined dragging out your name.

"I-I'm not! Go away! I-I don't need your help or anything" you breathed, stuttering on some words.

"…If you want me to leave you to have to let go sweetheart" he chuckles but instead of letting go, he felt your grip tighten. and it doesn't even seem to be a problem as It didn't even take a second for Hanma to beat the bullies before clasping your hands and dragging you away from the scene.

"Starting now just hold tight and don't ever let go"

Takashi Mitsuya

Mitsuya has a slight idea of your tsundere tendencies and even though your words sting sometimes, he knew you didn't mean it and finds it adorable that you don’t know what to do with your feelings when it was written all over your face. but Mitsuya being the kindest didn't push you and continued to hang out with you.

"I-It's not like I love this or anything, I-I might wear it when I ran out of clothes"

Those were your words as you took the sweater he personally sewed for you and quickly ran away the other way. the tips of your ears visibly red. Though Mitsuya was relieved that you somehow accepted his gift, he can't help but feel bad when he heard your friends talking bad about the sweater.

"Isn't it a little ugly? the color doesn't suit you at all" Mitsuya heard your friend say with a little disgust and he can't help but questioned whether he was only fooling himself into thinking that you like it.

"I love it, Mitsuya made it for me after all" you declared with so much conviction that leaves no room for argument. "This is so cute, Mitsuya is good with his work that it's almost a waste to wear it…"

the corner of Mitsuya's lips quirks up as he leaves in high spirits after listening to you listing all the good qualities that even he didn't know existed. the next day when you wore the sweater Mitsuya can't help but smile as he walks and stops next to you.

"You look really cute in that sweater," he said but sounding like a teasing to you, you playfully punch him on the shoulder.

"I'm not!"

and Mitsuya can only laugh because despite you acting harsh towards him, he could see through you and your small acts of kindness towards him.

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k9wa · 2 years

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⠀

༉ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐖? featuring mitsuya takashi.

SYNOPSIS ︴ sitting with you on your anniversary, mitsuya is trying his best to express to you just how lost he feels. ◛ CONTENT ︴ angst, gn reader (no referring pronouns,) character death, no timeline specified, wc 684.

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june 22nd, 2018.

mitsuya took his time walking to you, a bouquet of fresh hydrangeas wrapped delicately in white paper and ribbon held to his chest.

he paused his stride, now only a few inches away from you. he was nervous.

he takes a deep breath,

he continues on.

“hey, love.”

he sits across from you, crossing his legs. mitsuya stares, as it seems that's all he’s able to do with you. not that he minds, of course. you’ll always be the most beautiful thing to him. he looks down at the flowers still taught in his hands, smiling at them, admiring the hues of purple before setting them down in front of you.

“i got these for you.” he smiles again, holding his own now empty hands in his lap. “i'm sorry i don’t buy you flowers more often anymore. i'll try to do better.”

takashi somehow still expects a response, yet you’re silent. you’re always silent. day by day, he swears he’s slowly forgetting the sound of your voice, a sound he deemed to be his favourite.

“i haven’t talked to you much recently either, huh?”

he hangs his head, watching himself pick at the skin around his nail beds.

“i'm sorry for that too. i always wanna talk to you, but sometimes i just don’t know what t’say.”

mitsuya awaits another response.

you’re silent.

“sometimes i wish you would just talk to me.”

his voice is quieter now, as if he’s struggling to push the words from his throat.

“something. anything.”

his voice grows louder, he gains the confidence to continue speaking.

“i don’t wanna be mad at you, but i can’t help it sometimes.”

takashi swallows, taking a breath through his nose.

“i just wanna hear your voice, tellin’ me things are gonna be okay.”

he can’t bring himself to look up at you, as you’re silent once again. it's deafening. it's frustrating.

“what are we gonna do?”

mitsuya mumbles, placing his chin into the palm of his hand.

“….i don’t know where to go from here.”

it's something he begrudgingly admits, and the words burn the back of his throat like acid.

“i feel lost. i feel so lost and it’s so frustrating.

i just wanna hold your hand, or touch your hair, or hear you say that—“

mitsuya swallows roughly. his eyes are beginning to sting.

“that you love me.

do you? still love me?”

mitsuya raises his head to look at you. it's enough for him to allow a single tear to slip down his cheek.

“sorry, told you i wouldn’t cry.”

he feels his bottom lip begin to stick out in a small pout, as another tear slips. he can’t stop them. you don’t speak a word.

“y’know sometimes i think i hear your voice in the morning, waking me up the way you used to. how come you don’t do that anymore?”

takashi takes a pause to collect himself. he didn’t want you to see him sad, nor for you to know you were the one causing him such sadness.

“i wish i could just sit here with you, even though we can’t speak.”

he breathes deeply, reaching a hand out to touch you.

“i miss you.

you’ll always be the one who owns my heart.”

the concrete of your tombstone is cold against his fingers, as he traces the cursive engraving of your name written across it.

he wishes he was here to celebrate the one year anniversary of your relationship, wishes he could go back in time to when you were teenagers.

the date scribbled just below your name is a haunting reminder that he cannot.

june 22nd, 2017.

“i hope you’ll allow me to always be the one to own yours.”

and for a second, just one quick second, mitsuya swears he can feel the familiar warmth of your hand on his cheek, wiping away his stray tears.

“i love you, always.”

⠀ master. ꒱ send me an ask!

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buccini555 · 1 year

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𝑫𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑫𝒓𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒏, 𝑴𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒚𝒂 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑩𝒂𝒋𝒊 - 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Headcanons of dating Ken Ryuguji, Mitsuya Takashi and Baji Keisuke

They would literally do anything to be the best boyfriends you could ever have. They would always be attentive, loving, caring and strive to make you happy, basically what matters most to them is your happiness and well-being.

The trio would always protect you from any situation where you could be at risk, keeping you out of gang affairs and away from dangerous people, everyone would do anything to protect you, especially Baji, he doesn't allow practically anyone near the that belongs to him (Only give permission to Draken and Mitsuya).

They usually take you to fun places and motorcycle rides around the city, you always go together, and it's very difficult to spend some time at home, but it rarely happens. You also often go together to Mitsuya's studio and to Baji's house

Draken always buys you cute gifts, whether they are teddy bears, flowers, food or anything you like, he simply knows all your personal tastes, because he pays a lot of attention to you and looks for many ways to please you to make you smile ( In fact he loves your smile), Mitsuya makes you some clothes and embroidery, he often makes you some wool coats and hand-sewn stuffed animals, while Baji is often in doubt of what gift to give you, so he buys you food , usually your favorite, plus he sometimes takes you to feed stray kittens and always ends up offering you some cute kitten.

They are not jealous of each other, however, they are extremely jealous, but they don't show it because they trust you a lot and know that you would never change them or spoil the trust they maintain in the relationship.

Really "sharing" you is something they like a lot, they do it at all times (Including intimate or private moments), they are affectionate with you even in those moments, sometimes, in fact they are afraid of hurting you (mainly the Draken and Mitsuya) but they are extremely careful, unless you want something more "violent", the three always do their best to please you anyway.

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g0kotta · 11 months

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Snap out of it

Mitsuya realises he likes her more than a friend.

Mitsuya x f!reader

You two were stuck together ever since you were kids. It’s like you were glued one to another and everyone knew that if one of you was somewhere the other was nearby. It was always Mitsuya and (Y/N) and always will be. Even after Mitsuya met Draken, after he joined Toman and changed as a person. He still stuck by you. Thought as years went by Mistuya realised what he felt for you wasn’t just a typical friend bond.

Mitsuya walks towards the house where the party was happening and the moment he opens the door the music gets louder and he feels as if he stepped into another reality. All of the yelling from different people blend into one sound and he tries to push it away and concentrate on the music playing in the background. But his eyes were looking around to see one person that he came here for. And as he took in his surroundings a familiar face could be seen in a corner. Mitsuya’s lips turn upwards and he smiles to himself being glad that it didn’t take too long to find you. Thought as he walked closer he noticed you weren’t alone, you were laughing with someone else. With another guy.

And then Mitsuya suddenly stops in his tracks. And as he looks at you two he feels his thoughts slowly form into a hurricane as his stomach turns and he feels like he’s slowly losing grip from reality.

“Why do I feel like this?” He mumbles to himself.

He has seen you hanging around with plenty of guys and it was never a problem to him. Maybe because they were all Toman members and knew how close you two were? He doesn’t know. He doesn’t fully understand why he feels the ugly emotions he’s feeling now. After all you were his friend.

Ah. Maybe that’s the issue. He’s just looking out after his friend. He doesn’t know if the guy you are talking to has pure intentions with you. You were like his sister.

So he decides to look at you two for a while. You seemed happy talking to the guy. Leaning forwards to him as you laugh at his joke. And the guy gives you a look. Mitsuya knows that look.

He wants to kiss you.

And before Mitsuya can even stop himself he marches up to the two of you and grabs you by the hand. And before you can even react, he has already dragged you outside and you stood near his motorcycle. Mitsuya’s breaths were uneven as his hands now were formed into fists and his knuckles were turning white.

You stood still a bit confused as you looked at a Mitsuya you have never seen before. The weather was a bit chilly and the wind caressed the skin of your bare arms. Then suddenly the reality of the situation hits you and you step closer to Mitsuya.

“What the hell was that, huh?” You ask him with a bit of spite in your voice.

“What was what?” He rolls his eyes as he glances at your figure.

“Mitsuya. Why did you do that?”

And he stops in his tracks. What does he say now? Why did he do it? It felt like at that moment he couldn’t control himself and he just did what his body and mind wanted to do at that moment. What he felt was right. But how does he tell you that without sounding like a complete weirdo? His heart starts beating faster than ever and now thoughts start flooding his mind. Will you hate him for this? Will you two get into a fight? Will you not talk to him for a while? What if he loses you? He cannot tell you the truth.

But his thoughts stop when he feels someone shaking him lightly.

“Taka, snap out of it.” You softly say as you see him gather himself and stand straight again.

“Let’s go for a ride, (Y/N).” He suggests but you cut it short.

“No. We have to talk. What is happening?”

And you see him collecting his thoughts while he tries to speak up. His lips part open for a second and then he closes them. It feels like time slowed down while Mitsuya tries to spit the words out. But it feels like there’s a clump of dirt in his throat getting bigger than ever and for a second Mitsuya looks like a kid again. Lost and afraid, not knowing if he’s going down the right path. You take his hand into yours and with your thumb start drawing circles on his palm, trying to calm him down.

“Don’t hate me after this.” He mumbles.

“I won’t. I could never hate you, Taka.” You softly smile at him.

He needed you now, you think. More than ever. Maybe something happened at home? Maybe there were problems with the gang? Maybe-

“I got jealous.”

Oh?

“Why?” You tilt your head and he thinks you couldn’t look prettier. The moonlight shines on your face and makes it look even more angelic than ever.

“I.. (Y/N). I like you.”

“I like you too, Taka.”

“No. You don’t get it. I like you more than a friend. (Y/N) I got jealous because I want you to laugh at my jokes. I want to be the one to make you smile and I want you to look at me. It made me mad that that guy was getting your full attention and-“ he suddenly stops and his eyes get wider. “I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry, I spoke too much didn’t I?” He moves his hand away from yours and tries to sit down on his bike, but before he can do that he feels your arms snake around his torso.

“Mitsuya Takashi. You’re a complete idiot.” You whisper. “I see only you. I love you.”

He turns around and you see the shock in his eyes. He puts his hand on your cheek and stares deeply into your eyes before asking.

“Can I kiss you?”

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