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[aurake]

𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 ; 𝐤𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨

BONTEN!KAKUCHO X READER

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 ; things do come and go, they happen and they end; that was the case with kakucho after that fateful encounter with you, seeing that smile on your face that tugged on his heartstrings, he knew he can't let you go. but like I said, everything's going to have an end to the story that they tell.

𝘁𝗮𝗴𝘀 ; angst with comfort in the end, mutual pining, major character death, kakucho is a sweetheart, takes place in bonten timeline, like I said this is going to be heavy angst, reader slowly losing their eyesight, i pray tell I'll cry after this one, there will be additional tags, english is not my first language srry,,

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 ;

chapter one ; sunflowers

chapter two ; yellow lilies

chapter three ; camellias

chapter four ; camellias

chapter five ; hyacinth

chapter six ; sunflowers

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[aurake]

感情を表現する言葉. | I Love You. | Rindou Haitani x Female!Reader

summary ; In those three words, three special moments would make Rindou smile just as warm as the morning sun. Basking himself with the thought of you finally being his, he sets off to plan out the things that reminded him of the old days where you and him first met, the way your smile would beckon him until he gives in to your affection and how he was reminded that you are the eternity that he wished to spend his time with.

content tags ; fluff, strangers to lovers, rindou is such a sweet thing and blushy, maybe a small argument on the side.

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Chapter One: I | 君を初めて見た時 世界が止まった.

It was on one of the beautiful nights when the Azabu festival continued ongoing; festivities and activities would entertain both the young and elderly - everyone was free to roam down the streets with either apple candies in hand or some hot takoyaki that they bought in the nearby vendor—the glimmer of orange, clashing with warm yellows and pink would display themselves cheerfully so that the people would remember the significance of festivals as it is fun and memorable.

By memorable and for everyone else, that includes two charismatic individuals that sat in the corner looking at everyone else who passed them by. Most people would ignore them because they fear that they may get on their bad side, unfortunately, they will if someone decides to flip the coin to mock them; either they get transported into a nearby hospital or get humiliated in front of everyone else—those two go by the appearance of flashy two-colored hairstyle and seemingly matching clothing; never forget the tattoos that peek near their necks.

Haitani brothers, if one needs an exact description of them.

The older one had the expression of an english entertained noble who enjoys seeing children trip on something and then cry to their parents. His faux sympathetic look would make everyone else have a bad day ahead of them, well that was the first step in making things miserable for them; as for the younger one of the duo, he looks stern, quiet even—his purple irises would scan around the entire place as he bites onto a skewer that he bought for himself. Fortunately, the case with him is quite simple in terms: never bother him, he won't bother you; bother him and you'll see yourself out in the ER with broken bones.

His ears would perk up at the sound of a disgruntled human being behind him, looking behind his back he sees the scene unravel and continue on.

Yes, it was you—your unfortunate soul was caught up by a group of thugs that you don't want to associate with. They even offered you menacingly to follow them to a nearby hotel by the street or two, which you didn't like how it sounded - heck, you don't even want to think of the icky stuff that happens in those cheap-ass hotels. So you kindly tell them off. But hell, they are too stubborn for their good, they harshly grabbed your wrist letting you grab onto your bag for dear life - you just want to eat some takoyaki before you go home, not be involved in some shady men!

You closed your eyes, hoping that they will go away.

“Oi, let her go,” said a voice from behind you, it sounded lazy-like; but that deep tone of that person somehow made you at ease, like you're gonna be safe.

At that moment, you feel like the grip on you has loosened. Opening your eyes, you see in front of you some quivering fools—they look frightened, as if when you move they will flinch the hell out. So you test the theory—taking a step forward, they slightly backed out, and it made you squint twice.

But then, someone handheld you by the shoulder, and you look from your side - maybe you shouldn't have looked, because it's one of the notorious and well-known delinquents that are around Roppongi. And one of them is holding you by your shoulder, the younger one that is; the older one just moves toward the group, having a too-casual conversation for one to initiate—you could have sworn that you felt prickly hearing that unsettling tune in his teasing voice.

The younger Haitani turns you around to face him. “You look bothered by those assholes, you okay?” he peers lowly, leaning too closely at your face which made you embarrassed, so by your sheer guts and willpower you slightly push him away nodding in response. “Sorry to bother you,” you softly spoke.

He stares at you, the way your face lights up and goes red while your gaze looked away, he found it cute. But he won't say that - god forbid if someone hears him for that. So he fixes his glasses as a sign of covering up his faint blush, looking at you again before calling his brother who's commanding the leader of the unfortunate pack to strip all of their clothing—which was shameful, not for him but to everyone else who saw the sight, parents already flew the scene with their children to avoid this absurdity; in return, the lanky brother of his returns with another satiated smirk.

“Rindouu~ I'm tired, let's go back.”

“You go first, I'll go with this girl to the bus station.”

His older brother Ran whistles at the new response he got from his little brother, so he then peeks his head to the side to meet your gaze. Looking at this tall person and how he scans you, it made you slightly shake from the pressure - but then he returns his look to Rindou. “I'll follow along then. I won't go back alone, someone might grab my hand and ask me to go to a hotel with them,” you felt like he was mocking you because of the situation you were in, as much as you want to smack him, you love your life.

So you let the both of them accompany you to a nearby bus stop, having these two behind your back made everyone look nervous as if you were supposed to be some kind of delinquent which you weren't by the way; you just got the Haitani brothers to escort you to a bus stop and get home safely.

As you continued to walk to your destination, you had conversations with the younger one—seems like he was an interesting person to talk with, he has a lot of similarities with you when it comes to liking certain things - maybe exclude those that seemed expensive because you were not in the position to even have that luxury in your hands. He's quite... how can you say the word, cheeky? He's comforting to be around, maybe when he's not being teased by his brother because all you can hear from Ran is, “Aww, Rinny is being cute telling her he likes this...!” or something like that, he goes beet red especially when his older brother mentions something very private which made you chuckle at the blubbering mess.

They seem like normal teenagers despite the title that they have.

That reassures you.

As you want to continue the conversation, you have finally reached your destination with a lucky stride by which a bus arrives.

It's time to say your goodbyes to these two.

“Bye! Thank you for the wonderful conversations!” you waved your hands at the two of them, brightly smiling as the bus slowly stops and opens its door. “Before I forget, my name is...!”

Rindou would never forget that, the way you gasped your breath as you chased the door to the bus and finally enters the vehicle made his heart skip a beat—seeing your figure waving at him and slowly fading in within the night scenery.

So he stood there, still watching the bus move away; Ran had to flick his forehead and call him back to reality. “Looks like someone is lovestruck. At least we got her name, you would beat everyone just to know her name and her address.”

“...stop voicing out my thoughts sometimes, it's kinda embarrassing.”

“That's your big brother for 'ya.”

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[aurake]

IF YOU REACH OUT, DON'T HESITATE TO LOVE ME.

𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑

MOCHI X GN!READER!

𝘁𝗮𝗴𝘀 ; fluff, mutual pinning, kind of slow burn, rake is excited for Mochi content so have some cute moments, and maybe use of inappropriate words.

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 ; “it'll be fine,” he says to himself as he continues on punching the living daylights out of someone, “hate me all you want, but I'm just doing this out of interest.” but you were there looking at him like you found yourself falling in love at first sight.

𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀 ; hello! aurake here after a long streak of hiatus! i have come back to retrieve all of my harbored work with my blood, sweat and tears. for starters, here's a mochi reader insert! enjoy!

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Yokohama was still the same as ever, as in Mochi's perspective, everyone fears Tenjiku or tried to go against them; he continues to walk around just to make sure he has his mind distracted to himself—hearing from Rindou that he got dragged by Kakucho to a Yakuza hideout was another thing that bothered him, but mostly it's Shion who kept on insisting that they should spar. Though mostly it's the latter that's knocked on the ground because of the vast difference between their strengths, kind of idiotic in a sense, but he acknowledges his resolve.

As he continue his walks, he stumbled upon a group of thugs, seemingly ganging up on someone. Their boisterous laughter bothered almost anyone, even the bystanders who looked hesitant at helping the one being in the middle of the situation. Mochi contemplated whether to reach out or to have a talk (rather fist fighting) with them for two. But his ears heard a disgruntled sigh of a soft spoken person, and that's enough for him to shove the watching people and approached the thugs.

“What the hell is up with you huh!?”

“My fists in your face that is!”

He assaults them in a graphic way which made everyone scramble and tried calling the police. Mochi didn't care, his fists was itching for a fight. He lands a heavy punch on someone's face and seeing blood trickle on their faces was enough for him to continue, never looking at someone who looking at him with a surprised look—their eyes intent, focused on him alone; you stood there, quiet but in a daze. You wonder if violence was beautifully portrayed, seeing the example right in front of you. Mochi smiles as he fights, he fights with vigor and confidence and you can't help but to be in awe.

He is finished with these thugs, some blood splattered on his face. He shrugs his fist away before looking at you, he didn't say anything at first to amplify the awkwardness. “You okay there?” you hear his voice, you can't help but to fiddle your fingers hearing how rough his voice was but a tinge of softness reached your ears. You smiled at him before bowing slightly. “I'm fine, thank you very much, may I ask your name?” he says his name, Kanji Mochizuke. You continued to listen, it seems that he's a different person when interacting with someone else, especially when they don't concerned fighting.

He hears your name, he thought to himself, ‘It suits them,’ he wasn't a fan of remembering names, but hearing yours felt pleasant, relaxing even; he just looked at you with a stoic face, you don't know if he's interested or now, that made you uncertain so you bowed your head and immediately left.

You didn't notice the surprised expression splattered on his face, and Shion appeared out of nowhere to tease him, saying that he got themselves an admirer.

Shion landed on the ground again, with a bruise on his face after Mochi punched him heavily.

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Turns out when he knew your name, everyone else was on it. The Haitani Brothers, Kakucho, and Izana too. They were looking at him with an intense stare which made him look hesitant into prying further. But they insisted (or rather forced themselves), they knew your school which you studied on, and your past hobbies and what you like. Mochi thinks of them as stalkers, but they defend themselves for, ‘the sake of our friend who seems to have a crush on you’ part which made him sigh and leave their hideout.

And by golly, he sees you again, this time in one of the places that you enjoyed being in.

“What the hell? They were right?”

You noticed him staring at you, you tried to scramble away but he approached you, still with his stoic and seemingly grumpy face. “Never expected to see you here,” he says with a sigh.

You both engage in small talks, now converting onto full-blown conversations though you are not sure if he's interested in your hobbies making knitted things, or you being in a photography club; he continues on by talking about his approaches in fight, being a delinquent as he is, he's bound to get into a lot of fights especially if there's a gang battle being held in one of the appointed places, mostly abandoned ones. Despite the odds of him thinking that you might get bored in the conversation, as he thinks out to be, in your mind you were too invested in it—though violence scares you, it would seem that when he tells your everything, it feels fun and enjoyable.

But you won't admit it, who in their right mind enjoys shoving their fist up in someone's face?

Mochi would offer himself, but he'll think of that as weird.

You both spend the moment in awful silence contemplating whether you spoke the right words or the good topics. But that won't mean that you both didn't continue talking to each other.

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Months had passed, Mochi finds himself being drawn towards your presence. After a fight, he approaches you to help him out with bandaging his bruises and wounds. Though you scold him for fighting too much, he doesn't mind whatever you say as long as he hears your voice—it feels like he's in a place where he's at ease, like a valley full of flowers that he can lay himself to. That was him falling in love with you, his chest heaves up and down in admiration, staring at your eyes and drowns himself to the sight of it sparkling.

But no, he cannot admit his harbored feelings. Why would you like him, a delinquent who punches other thugs for fun? It would look stupid to assume that you like him or anything. So he sits beside you, trying to brush off the thought of acceptance—his feelings to be hidden deep within himself, he blames his current state that fell in love with you.

“If only they met me when I'm not a thug or a delinquent.”

But you? You looked at him, patching him up quietly as you frowned slightly. You don't want to see him in bruises or wounds, you care for him, though you don't want to admit—your face trembles at the feeling of anxiety coursing through your veins, you are afraid of confessing to him. Why? Because you assumed that he is into sexy people who could be with him or help him fight with others; you were frail, and doesn't like violence at all. So you harbored your thoughts to yourself, mustering up a conversation that you wish to start.

“Hey, you seemed quiet,” he starts it finally. He sat up and went beside you, looking at your smaller figure and tried to be gentle with his words once more. “Is something bothering you?”

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴. You wished to admit, you wanted to express your emotions that you kept for the last five months of you both meeting up in that fateful encounter; you looked at him with an embarrassed expression, fiddling your fingers like a child wanting to give something back to their crush. “It's nothing, Mochi. I'm fine,” you lied as you looked away. You were taken aback when he held your hand, his calloused ones over yours. His eyes focused on you, now showing off a gentle look and a slow turn of his head tilting on the side. “I know you, you're feeling down. What's the problem?”

You want to punch the wall. You trembled as you tried to speak, words never came out of your mouth, only hushed noises of hesitation and doubt in yourself. But he reassures you again, rubbing the small of your back and quietly cradling you in his large build. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯, you say to yourself in awe as you confide with him. “It is hard when you are scared of telling someone your feelings that you kept to yourself,” you were always a straightforwarded person, Mochi knows that, so he lets you speak out loud for him. “What will I do if they don't like me back? It's gonna be painful.”

He doesn't know much about love, but if you're willing to love him, he will learn it just for you—after all, he's just a person that loves you for your gentleness, your enthusiasm when it comes to showing him your masterpieces of your knitting skills, and your touches that felt healing. He loves all of you, and he truly does.

So he hugged you tightly, taking in your vanilla scent on his nose, comforting himself.

“I love you,” he says in a low, hushed tone. “But I won't force myself to be in your space if you don't want me to. I prioritize you after all.”

He confessed, with his eyes on you, his gentle smile decorated on his face. He was looking at you with adoration and devotion, something that you seemingly failed to notice from him. You just realized that he has feelings for you.

You looked at him with a tearful face. Unable to contain your emotions, like a whipsplash that drenched you of a familiar and foreign concept of admiration. You held him close, hugging back and leaning in to him.

“The same with me,” you whispered. “I love you, since you appeared before my eyes,” you continued on. “I thought you wouldn't want someone like me, frail and someone who doesn't like fighting.”

“Why would I hate you for that? I would protect you because you're you. You're you for liking knitting something, liking your photography club and going to your favorite places.”

He is such a gentle giant, holding you close to him as you both sat in a quiet park.

You and Mochi spent the entire day in each other's embrace, and now looking forward to the future where someday, Mochi will offer you a ring, and you will accept it with all of your heart.

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[aurake]

𝐆𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝.

— Shinichiro Sano x Gang Leader!Reader

— slight mentions of blood, more fighty than the last one, VERY LONG ONE

— “Date me,” he says. Now that lingers in your head after three days of not seeing that idiot.

— FINALLLY HERE'S THE LAST PART, LETS GO.

“Boss? Boss, were you listening to what we’ve said?”

“Huh, what?”

“Let me repeat it for ya.”

Your mind felt like it was mid-air, something bothered you ever since you’ve met with those bunch especially their President, Sano Shinichiro. It’s annoying you, the way he cheekily grinned as he said those words that made you surprised; how does one have the damn guts to say that to a person? How do they gather their thoughts together to ask someone out on a date? This man is the epitome of a try-hard idiot, but knowing him—it felt slightly off, as if he didn’t like effort that much.

You kept staring at the okonomiyaki that your vice president is making, you were in Monja Street along with your close aids—the street was known for its many food stalls, it’s a way for you to unwind and discuss matters in gang issues and the problematic things that you needed to sort out to prevent the rise of unwanted attention. Your group was discussing about the bizarre proposal that the President of Black Dragon, either you combine forces with them or the latter will result the dwindling in numbers; the other gang is the biggest one out there as Redcliff and the White Leopard are there to assist that bastard. Or was it the fact that it became bizarre is because he just asked you on a date? You still are surprised and annoyed by it.

Did your gang know that he attempted to court you? No.

Will they go batshit when they learn of it? Certainly.

“Apart from those annoying lizard men, there’s someone who’s trying to take control of our turf?”

“From my intels, yep. We must be prepared for another round of turf battles.”

Your second-in-command had heard of rumors of a gang trying to grab the opportunity to seize your reign on Chuo Ward. It irked you, some people just try and attempt to take your kingdom from you; as if they can, if they grovel and lick your shoes maybe. You grabbed the nearest object to vent your frustration in—poor wooden chopsticks immediately snapped in two, catching the attention of your members that are present in the current meeting. You clicked your tongue before gazing at them with your (E/C) hues, grabbing the short metal spatulas that the restaurant and helped with the okonomiyaki. you needed an instigator for your anger, or maybe a pathetic thug to punch the hell out of him.

Not until you remembered Sano’s face.

You accidentally flipped the food too much into the air that it landed right in your vice president’s face.

“The Golden Child, (Last Name) (First Name)… so she’s the one that rules Chuo-ku?”

A group of men gathered around near Toyosu Station in Koto City, surrounding their leader of the pack—a bizarre looking individual who wore too much piercings all over his face, tanned skin and some tattoos decorating his neck. Everyone else can already see that they shouldn’t interact with these type of men—he’s already impudent by standing here near the station, what else is there to mention?

He mentioned the name and the title of the neighboring gang leader, scoffing as he playfully twirled around his knuckle brass around his finger. “A girl? Moreover she’s like a brat. Looks like we can take the turf from her easily.” everyone laughs with him, enjoying the imaginative scenario playing in their minds, like lunatics.

“Let’s strike at the perfect opportunity.”

Nihonbashi Bridge, 12:23 PM.

Holding a bottle of ramune in your hands, you continued to look at the passingly cars, maybe look at the still water that’s right in front of you. You’re supposed to asleep, but you’re here—mumbling to yourself, remembering that it’s been three days since you just escorted Shinichiro and the other three near Ginza. That curious look from his doesn’t get wiped away from your memories; black, empty yet lively eyes would stare at you for hours, you remember the void that seemed to swallow you whole every time you confront it - not that it scares you, you’re just intimidated by the way it looks. By the time you all arrived, he gave you his smile before asking you to finally answer his question by the time that you both will meet again.

Why do you still think of him?

Why are you focused on his face?

Do you fancy it? Are you attracted by his features? Maybe his cheeky personality?

You chugged down the remains of your drink, gasping as if you were on a chokehold—well not literally, but the way he would appear for three days in your mind… you definitely feel something in your chest stir and make you feel giddy, excited even.

No way, no fucking way… are you feeling a some kind of attraction towards him!? To that person who would say, “date me” out of the blue!?

You shook your head and lowered your gaze. You can feel your cheeks heat up in embarrassment, this isn’t going well for you at all. “The fuck is this?” you whispered to yourself. If this is some kind of a shit spell that he casted upon you, you swear that you’ll cripple him into a wheelchair; but sorcery isn’t even true… or is it just you being new to this kind of emotion? This embarrassment that you never felt before, not even from your parents, it tightens your chest but not enough to make you faint, just put on the edge.

You just need to get rid of his face every time you began to be all by yourself.

“…god fucking damn it!” you punched the marble in front of you.

Seems like it’ll be difficult for you to do it.

Saturday, Kyobashi, 10:11 PM.

Now what just happened?

You’re now in the middle of a fight in Kyobashi, where everyone paved way for you and your “business” to continue. You were fighting flocks of men either holding weapons or just charging straight at you.

You vaguely remembered, but these thugs apparently were harassing female high school students and forcing them to get close to them, which was something that you caught a glimpse of and rushed to immediately kick the person right in the face—you had instructed the girls to stay away this place as far as possible, they immediately ran away; you had to taunt them further to engage into a fight with you. Saturdays were supposed to be your daily break from gang activities, but oh well—fighting here has no schedule, and you will happily oblige to their challenge.

“Come fuckers, let’s dance.” you fixed your haori before grinning confidently at them. “Can’t your feet move, gentlemen? Looking pathetic, I see.”

One steps up, it was the same atrocious-looking male that I previously mentioned here. “So, you’re the brat that manages (Gang Name) and Chuo-ku.” he prepares his golden knuckle brass, you just scoffed at his sudden appearance.

This poor excuse of a man was known as Golden Monkey, he leads the gang, Fukutsa-saru but looking at him; he’s looks far more worse than a monkey. He was the one that your vice president mentioned an intel to… so he’s the one who tries to take your kingdom in your rule?

Things are getting interesting.

As you continued to fight the other leader, someone saw you and immediately called to someone that knows you.

Nishinomiya Shrine, 10:15 PM.

Shinichiro and the Black Dragons were having a meeting, about the diplomacy rules that you have previously mentioned before. He was agreeing on the matter with the decision of the other leading figures in the gang. Aside from gang matters, he’s just excited to see you again after you just dropped them in a station and left without waving them goodbye, not that you needed to anyways. He can still vividly remember the way you scoff every time he asks a question, or you about about to punch him because he almost invaded your personal space. That made his heart transform into a fast beating of a taiko drum.

“President, we have received a message from one of our members!” one announced, Shinichiro looks at the source of the voice. “(Name)-sama is fighting off another gang all by herself.”

“How many?”

“He had estimated that it was around thirty people, sir!” the person continues. “She’s on Kyobashi.”

He grabbed his coat and rushed towards his bike to immediately rode off out of his gang’s sight, leaving a frustrated Takeomi and a grinning combo of Wakasa and Benkei.

“Will he become a loser at love once again?”

“Dunno, but we can’t just stand here and let them get hurt further right?”

The Black Dragons cheered and began to prepare for the move-out.

Kyobashi, 10:35 PM.

You were getting tired trying to smack everyone to the ground, they just stand up and continue to attack you especially their damned leader. Even though he looks pretty bruised up, he still tries to attack you directly in the face. You on the other side had some minimal injury in your foot but it’s still manageable, however your face are all reddened from his damn knuckle brass, you’re trying to avoid those while landing some punches on him.

You’re feeling exhausted, but you need to finish this or you’ll be knocked out.

“God fucking damn you idiot monkey! Aren’t you tired yet!?” you groaned before landing your kick on one of his henchmen, ducking below against another’s attack on you. “You should lay on your ass and just eat your damn banana, you’re making me constipated just by looking at you!”

He chuckles weakly, wiping off the blood in his nose that you broke earlier. “You look tired already, princess. You, instead, should rest and let us handle this turf.” You cackle at his words, mocking him in the process and landed another blow on him—but it felt weak, you can feel it, you’re reaching your limit.

Hissing in fatigue, you stepped back.

One sees this as an opportunity as he grabs a metal pipe and attempts to hit you from behind.

“I WON’T LET YOU DO THAT, PUNK!”

Someone shouts right at him before meeting up with a fist that made him fly towards the front of the post office. Hearing the crash at your back, you turned around—your (E/C) eyes caught dark hues staring right at you. The idiot was still here at Chuo, unbelievable. Shinichiro Sano never fails to make you irritated and feel glad at the same time. “You’re fucking late to the party, you know?” you sighed before wiping off the blood trickling down in your mouth, you can hear him laugh.

He grinned. “It’s a surprise attack. Suppose you know that?”

“Hell yeah. But you executed it badly.” you shook your head.

The monkey sees the new challenger going beside. “Is this your sidekick now?” he scoffs. “Or maybe your boyfriend?”

“Actually I’m about to be—”

“Shut the fuck up, Sano.”

You both continued to fight… mostly you pulling Shinichiro when he’s about to get hit from behind, and then punching the thugs afterwards. It’s a cycle between the two of you just protecting each other’s back, but it’s not enough—they swarm in like countless of monkeys that were holding lots of grudges against you. You at some point began to fall, and he had to support you by holding you in the shoulders. God forbid, this fight is getting a little bit too long for your own good, you can’t even feel your feet on the ground.

You prayed, hoping that the heavens would hear you.

Just this one, heed my wish.

“Aww, everyone looks tired. That’s a shame.”

You heard voices, you looked at the male that’s supporting you—he was smiling, as if victory is already ensured. Continuous roars of motorbikes began to get louder and louder by the second, that’s where you realized that your gang and Shinichiro’s gang had arrived in the scene. You can see countless of gang members began to surround the small gang that tried to beat you up.

The leader horrifyingly looked at the man beside you. Looks like he realized that it was the Infamous Weak King that he had encountered and the Black Dragon was in this place. In the end, he got knocked out by Benkei who looked a little bit too excited about beating up someone again.

“Thank you for informing us of this incident, (Last Name)-san, please attend to first aid along with the fella that is also injured.”

“Right, thanks.”

Unfortunately for them, as they got wiped out, you immediately called the police on them; also informing the Black Dragon that they should disperse before they could get arrested, immediately went out as soon as you said those words, leaving only your vice president, Takeomi, Benkei, Wakasa and a beaten up Shinichiro hissing at his bruises on his face.

That looks painful, you looked at him again with uncertainty. He just looks at you, then smiles as he winces again as the attendee tends to his injuries. “Yikes, you look bad.” you just scrunched up your face.

He chuckles at your response, seemed like he likes it. “It’s nothing, I can manage.”

“Manage, my ass.” Wakasa just looked at him. “Remember the time when you almost got knocked out by someone because you weren’t paying attention?” Shinichiro immediately shook his head at the albino, as if saying that he shouldn’t talk further than that. The male just grins before leaving the two of you alone.

After some time, his gaze lands on you—he began to fidget, opening his mouth as if he was trying to say something. As much as you want to call him out on that, you let him take his time on saying it, it’s the least that you can do right now. He now leans back and sighs. “Since I did sacrifice my good looks for this, how about we relish it off by eating in some of the places I know of? Just the two of us?” what a smooth motherfucker.

You raised your brow at him.

Well the offer seemed to be nice, so why not?

“Make sure to be here at 7 tomorrow.”

“��what?”

“Seven, tomorrow morning at Ginza Station, don’t you dare forget that.”

You stood up from your seat and began to walk away from them, along with your Vice President who’s now apologizing to you. Shinichiro can only process some information that happened right in front of him. But then he realizes that he hasn’t told her about the agreement about the peace treaty between them.

“HEY (NAME)! ABOUT THE DEAL—!”

“You can tell me about it after tomorrow! We aren’t finished about the discussion yet!”

He was awestruck, he managed to persuade you by going to a date with him, but you immediately turned the tide around by inviting him into countless of city dates. He grinned back at his friends behind, Benkei was the first one to happily smack him in the back which made him fly towards the wall.

Poor boy.

At least he got himself into dates with you, that’s more than enough <3

sorry for the long wait! I finally finished my final semester of my first year in college, I'll now be updating more often since I fINALLY HAVE A FREE SCHEDULE! REJOICE! YAAAAAAAAAY!

As this was over, there's an upcoming series I think you all will liek, hope you'll tune in for some news hehe! Rake out &lt;3 ALSO JEEBUS HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVES SHINICHIRO YOU HAVE A PRESENT FROM MOI <3

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[aurake]

𝐀𝐧 𝐎𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨.

; Being rich won't be enough to make you stay; being handsome won't be enough to make you stay; being powerful won't be enough to make you stay... but loving him is enough to make you leave.

; Bonten!Ran x GN!Reader

; Angst, no Comfort

Has it been days, or maybe months? Ran could never count the moments as he held something close to him—a beautiful dried orchid, it was one of your favorite flowers and also a reminiscent of his name, Ran.

What went wrong? The question lingered within his mind, face filled with so much guilt that he couldn't stand to take it there; taking a bottle of whiskey from his cupboards and poured himself a glass, washing away the shaky feeling that his heart is enduring. The golden hue that his drink held, it reminded him of the afternoons where your silhouette lingers, beckoning him as you called out his name with a honey-filled tune—it was sweet, addicting. All could he ever asked for, a haven for Ran for a sinner like thou.

He tried to escape reality, relinquishing the past with small fragments if the cassette tapes that you both are in - a reel of different scenarios but only with the former same love that you both had for each other.

He asks himself again, what went wrong?

That's right, he remembered; he remembered that you were on the spotlight for both the police and the guys at the underground, you have been set in their eyes like a fly that's about to be entrapped on a spider's web. That was about to be the outcome of this unfortunate theatric, but Sanzu insisted to remove the threat along with the approval of their head, Sano Manjirou himself. So the wonderful, charismatic older Haitani—crumbled down from the inside, the world that he wanted to have on his hands shattered like glass - his hopes, dreams and the future that he wished for you.

Discarded.

"As the boss says," he said with a bittersweet smile, walking away as none could react - not even the little brother that he loves could speak, like a mute that was cut off of his tongue.

But what was the breaking point for him? You understood the situation.

You both never argued, never fought, he never even heard countless of reprimands from your sweet mouth... none of those. But instead, you gave him your sweetest smile—like an angel sent message that wanted to reassure him, everything will be just as fine. You understood that he was a man of many difficulties; living a life as a wanted criminal across Japan, surely it was all rocks on an aspalto. And having you here with him was just another problem that he faces, but he tells you that you're not a burden. "I could find a way for us! Just please, give me a chance to find a way!" he sobbed against you—a symphony faux bastard like him cried like there was no tomorrow, against someone like you who just followed them like a lost lamb; you shook your head, hands cupping his cheeks full of tears. "You need to keep yourself safe, having me here will make things hard for you."

He could never... he could never let you go.

So when you left the room, only giving him a memento of your existence—a beautifully bloomed orchid in his hand, he saw the scarlet thread snapped into two. His amethyst hues widen and cried again, desperately wishing that you will return tomorrow.

Tomorrow had passed.

Another day had passed.

A month had passed.

In one of the endless nights, he began to play a tune—an old tune that reminds him of you - your waltz as you intertwine your hands with his, your beautiful smile and your wondrous imagery underneath the moon in the glass panes that you both pass through.

Holding an image of you and the very same flower, he closes his eyes goodnight.

Still wishing that you will come back for another day.

#࿇. 𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞 #rake ʼ — writes! #ラケ. drabbles! #ran haitani #haitani ran x y/n #haitani ran x reader #haitani ran x you #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyorev #tokyo rev x you #tokyorev x reader #tokyo revengers angst #tokyo revengers

[aurake]

𝐓𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐩 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.

August 2, 00:12

“To whom it may concern, Sano Shinichiro,

It felt like yesterday, but years had passed. I can remember vividly the moment you took my nimble hand onto yours—the warmness that you emit that made me come closer to your touch, the well-remembered bliss every time you flash your cheek smile to a total stranger of unfortunate events; it was a moment for me to forget the things that bind me to my humanity. You were there, as bright as the moon that shines over your pale features—like the darkish shades of your strands that sparkles over the moonlight, the porcelain-like skin that you would rub against my hands to get my attention like a child that wanted them to be noticed.

You were ephemeral.

But I wonder, how do you do?

Did you finally reached your dreams of having a motorcycle shop? Mayhaps spend some wonderful time with your siblings too, all of those that you spoke of—the treasure that you wanted to protect, the promise that only you said as you kept a warm visage against your life behind the mocking of society. This much I know, to escape the world of its harsh reality is also my way of salvation. I can never speak of anything, as a dumb mute.

I am against the people—they can never understand.

However you, yes... you, Sano Shinichiro, you almost reached me—the locks that bind me to my sorrow and grief, you almost unlocked it as if it was just another solvable puzzle. With your calm demeanor and your gentlest words, you almost reached out to the darkness that enveloped me to where I am now. That is why I bid you this letter of mine, I want you to know that this is something that I reflected on, I acknowledged, knowing that I showed a moment of weakness to you.

So I hope this letter is to be read by you, knowing me further will just make me pathetic. But know this: you have been the one who made me feel like I can accomplish something with someone by my side, you're the one who opened that for me. Thank you.

Signed by yours truly, (Preferred Penname).”

part of the series, 𝐀 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝.

next.

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[aurake]

𝐀 𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝.

“Dear myself,

As these letters are to be sent, to anyone that received it, please cherish them—it is the only memoir that I have ever left of you… or me, myself. Please let my weeping sorrows and guilt reach out to your lending ears as you did for me back then once more.”

hello! this is a series where the reader will write a letter to those that are celebrating their birthday on their special days! special case is that this only applies to tokyo revenger characters. i have planned this from the start but i dont know when to execute it, my loml gave me a path to start this one from scratch! im excited to publish the first one to this series! below is the sneak peak for my beloved boy!

welcome to the place where a lonely sparrow sheds tears as loneliness swallows them whole—the price of perfection, at the cost of isolation and solitude. the air that wafted around them was only thin and cold, the warmness that they desire was nothing but a delusional fantasy; perhaps, it was a way to escape their reality of being alone in a place where no one could understand them, not even themselves.

as they began to hold their pen and paper, the name of the one that gave them temporary comfort resurfaces—like the autumn leaves that fell right in front of them, showing that in moments like these, the beauty of being with someone cannot be replaced by the desire for everything.

they began to tap their pen onto the darkish ink, a name that they wrote appears on thin calligraphies:

Sano Shinichiro.

(this is a sneak peak for tomorrow! please wait until then! will be also updating the tags too, its gonna be a long one.)

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[aurake]

23:21.

IT'S MY LOML'S BDAY! THERE'S STILL NO BDAY ART BUT I SHALL FEED!

Imagine him celebrating his bday with his small siblings, thus including Izana (I will smack u if you disagree). Everyone including the black dragons are celebrating it happily with him.

But you, on the other hand, have another surprise for him! You're about to surprise him as you finally arrive from the states because you studied there. you plan on surprising him by being a pizza delivery personnel, which was cute, as Wakasa suggested so. SO! You ran the doorbell, Shinichiro hears it and decides to open the door only to be greeted by a cake slam right in the face. As much as he wanted to complain, as soon as he heard your voice, he carried you and happily spun you around.

(Name)! You're back!"

"Shin! Happy birthday!"

Being here with him on his bday was prolly one of the greatest gifts that he had ever received, aside from the expensive motor parts that Wakasa gave. You and the albino had to fight it out to sort out who's got the better gift because you pulled out some high karat gold chains just for Shin <3

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[aurake]

I SAW THAT YOU FINALLY HAVE THE FINALE FOR THE GLITTER, GOLD OMG! GOOD JOB SURVIVING YOUR LAST SEMESTER! HOPING TO READ MORE OF YOUR WORKS! <3

HAHAHAHA THANK YOU, THANK YOU! LAST SEM WAS JUST AS WICKED AS I EXPECTED IT TO BE!

Im gonna fill you in into some juicy update, one of my works that i have carefully planned is going to be published here! it's like 5 chapters or less but it's almost reaching its completion! it's a kakucho one (y ea h unfortunate timings really do strike badly). but that's all from me! thank you for tuning in anon <3

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[aurake]

GYAH! I'M ALIVE! I'M ALIIIIIIIIVE! 𝙀𝙓𝙋𝙇𝙊𝘿𝙀𝙎

EVERYONE, I HAVE RETURNED FROM MY HELLISH MONTHS OF WEEKLY BREAKDOWNS AND MY MISSED HEADCANONS AND BDAY PROMPTS OF A LOT OF CHARACTERS (I REGRET IT HELLA FULLY)

THUS I HAVE RETURNED AND COMPLETELY COMMIT MYSELF TO THE WORKS OF ART! I HAVE A LOT IN STORE TODAY, BRACE FOR THE IMPACT!

We'll start with the finale of my favorite one that I posted here on this platform ~

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[aurake]

Glitter, Gold.

— Shinichiro Sano x Gang Leader!Reader

— slight mention of blood, uh a bit of fighting, profanity, the reader is a woman

— no summary (I'm sorry I'm dumb when it comes to these).

another idiot has tried intimidating both you and your gang, though he ended up getting more cuts and bruises in his face—he had to go to the point where he mocked you just because you're a woman. sure, you may be a woman but your skills doesn't define you as a frail and weak one, you have combat skills that land a heavy punch that broke this person's nose. In Chuo, everyone fears you and you oblige to instill fear into them.

one of your members laughs. "boss should we throw him into the trash? you looked bored already." you just waved your hand at them, signalling them to do it immediately.

you were seeking entertainment on a large scale. ha? so what if your gang is small? that doesn't matter, everyone gets beaten into a pulp, that's what matters apparently. going back to the entertainment that you hoped to find, news had arrived and it seemed to be a treat—the largest gang yet, the infamous Black Dragon is now lurking within the streets of your lovely Chuo City. Your (E/C) eyes glinted with ferocity, looks like someone needs to know that only you can rule this place, not them; after all you're just greedy and cruel, nothing can ever replace that. "send some of our men, we will go into formal negotiations first. if they agree, then we won't move; if the latter is chosen we will make sure they'll get crippled into wheelchairs." that boosts the morale of your gang, you know how to rile them up when it comes to these.

and with that, an hour later, your men had finally reached where the Black Dragon resided near Ginza—they are a large gang, surely they can buy things here in this place right? they reached out to the notorious king of the gang, he stood there with the other three that reeked of supremacy and power, but this is your henchmen that we're talking about - why would they fear them? "Shinichiro Sano, President of Black Dragon. We have come to declare a formal negotiation with you and with our leader, the golden child. Please be there at the appointed time or we will take that as a declaration of war." they left with a confident stride, leaving everyone just silent and thinking.

Shinichiro looked serious. "Tomorrow at Higashi-Ginza station, me and their leader shall discuss things. Somehow this feels a little bit scary." everyone chuckles at him.

"Shin-chan is scared? Yeah, that's a staple already."

"Please don't scare me like that Waka!"

But he gathered his men again to listen carefully. They were aware that there is a gang in here, moreover yours, but never thought that you were quick to respond. Black Dragon surely lingers within the minds of each and every delinquent out there. And by that, he agrees to drag himself into the formal talk.

it was Saturday when Shinichiro walked through the streets of Chuo—the Higashi-Ginza station was buzzing with people, the pedestrian was filled with many things, cars can't even cross the road because of it. His close aid which followed him in here just stays slightly behind him, surprised at how this city seemed to be filled with a lot of foreigners and reeked of expensive luxuries.

"seems that the foreigners here are these four dumbfucks." hums a woman. shin looks below to see you proudly wearing a haori of gold and with your sarashi tightly fixed onto your body. so it was true, seeing the well-known golden child of Chuo makes everything look cheap. the radiance of your pride surrounds the atmosphere of war craving men. "welcome, president of Black Dragon—Shinichiro Sano to my haven and kingdom, Chuo."

The man laid his eyes still on you. You were breathtaking—the way your eyes scan them and just hesitate on retching because you seem to have their presence, your face would scrunch up when Takeomi tries to approach you and the way you raise your eyebrow at him when you catch him staring at you. Does he have masochistic tendencies as he continues to like these responses? Maybe it's because he hasn't been interacting with a girl for so long because of gang duties.

You guide them to the busy streets of Chuo City—apparently there was this thing called Hokousha Tengoku where the pedestrians are free to roam the streets without the feeling of vehicles running over them. Not only that, Shinichiro's group sees a lot of cats getting placed in some signs as foreigners take pictures of them. The city was the heart of Tokyo, of course the economy surrounding the place was just as stable. Which could also mean that you're not just some freeloader that roams in here—you're stinking rich, your parents are businessmen. "seems that you four fell in love with my lovely city. take note that we will be having diplomatic conversations after we grab some lunch in one of the places that I recommend."

if they were to pay in one of the restaurants that you just visited, they would go bankrupt. the bill doesn't go low like a thousand yen, it doubles and makes everything feel so expensive (but the foods great and they are free to order anything they want under your observation).

while eating, Shinichiro took this as an opportunity to talk to you. "So when did you start your gang?" he asks, trying to play cool by making himself hold his damn chopsticks as he points it at you - you just looked annoyed, what the fuck is this man doing? how embarrassing. "seems that you can't hold a proper conversation with a girl, Sano." he chokes on his food. even Wakasa can't protect him on that, so he lowers his head as he quietly laughed at the demise that their leader is currently experiencing.

"Since you bravely showed your mighty facade, I will straightforwardly state my cause for this formal meeting."

you place your utensils on the side, tucking your (H/C) locks behind your ear, you began to tell them that you won't move and fight with them unless they intimidate your gang first. You had the aura of someone who's an expert in negotiations, just like a businesswoman would do to catch their client. Shinichiro can't help but to be swoon by how you would roll sylabbles of words that seems to please his ears—your voice was just heavenly to listen to, that he confirms. This lovestruck idiot was just staring at you, seemingly unattentive to the thing that you are currently discussing with his men.

"You know what Waka?" he blurts out. "Maybe visiting Chuo wasn't so bad after all. Seeing this pretty girl here was worth it." Wakasa stares at him with utter disappointment. Takeomi pleads the gods, just questioning if their leader is just brave or incredibly stupid. "So that's why... we will not move, unless you date me?"

Everyone went silent.

Even you. Your eyes just widened, continued processing on what the fuck just happened right in front of you—this pompadour bastard tried to ask you on a date within a complicated timing. You can't help but to land a heavy sigh and smack the table which gathered the attention of everyone. "Are you fucking dumb? We're in the middle of diplomacy and I hear is you wanting to date me? Are you kidding me or do you want me to bash your fucking skull onto a wall?"

"Either way is good."

You sputter words—you stare at his men, they look at you with the same confusion that you are currently having. Wakasa just slowly nodding, trying to tell you that you need to follow his lead or that everything will become just hella annoying. You rubbed your temples, goddang, how are you suppose to respond to that.

somehow, that made your heart skip a beat.

[2]

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[aurake]

Gintuang Paraluman sa gabing may kislap ng mga bituin.

→ A special eulogy for Draken in his special day

→ language used: filipino

→ happy bday draken, you don't know how much we all miss you. hope you're watching from above.

Ang mga bituin na nagsisiningningan sa kalangitan, sadyang kay dami, pero nakakaantig sa mga puso't isipan ng mga nakakakita nito. Para kang isang bituin na bukod-tangi sa iba, ang kislap na parang mabusilak na apoy—ang aking mga mata'y hindi kayang tumingin pa sa iba. May mga bagay ako sa gusto maipahiwatig, ang puso'y lumuluha dahil sa simpleng kasiyahan na iyong ibinibigay, ikaw ay may busilak na puso - matapang, madiskarte, sadyang napakabuting tao para sa iyong mga kaibigan.

Hindi sila magsisisi na itinuring ka nilang na tunay na kaibigan.

Ikaw ay isang gintuang paraluman, ang iyong nakakaantig na pagtapak at pakikipaglaban ay isa lamang sa ipinapakita kong karangalan, kahit na ba isabi ko ng milyon na beses kung gaano ka nagniningning, wala ito kung ika'y pagmamasdan—ang Paraluman na kung saan lahat ay hindi na magdadalawang isip na ika'y mahalin. ikaw yon, bukod tangi sa iba.

maligayang kaarawan.

ang simpleng hiling ko lang para sa puso kong umiiyak, sana ay bigyan ng proteksyon at gabay ang minamahal ng iyong puso.

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