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airbendertendou · 2 years

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bonten men reacting to seeing you — their assistant — in your glasses when they’re so used to your contacts.

[ contacts version ]

no pronouns used / gender neutral. lowercase intended. cw ; mikeys poor eating, sanzu + his drug issues, cussing, ran calls reader ‘dolly’, mentions of vertigo

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MIKEY ♡

mikey knew you wore contacts. he made sure you always got your yearly eye exam and had the doctor check every possible thing that could be wrong. he wanted you healthy — completely healthy.

what mikey didn’t expect was a package to b on his desk the next morning, your name on the label. he just stared at it for a while, curiosity piquing until it fizzled out as he decided to not snoop through your things.

you stopped by during lunch — you usually did, bringing him actual food instead of snacks — and mikey decided to slide the box your way. “oh, my glasses are here.”

mouth full of food, mikey stopped mid-chew to stare at you blankly. “…glasses?”

“yeah, i decided to order a pair for lazy days,” you nodded. swallowing the food you were chewing, you took a sip of water before shrugging. “they’re better when looking at the computer, too. and i do that all day, so.”

mikey nodded and finished half of his food — only because you told him you were proud of him when he did — and watched you skip to his personal bathroom. he could hear you opening the medicine cabinet doors and cursing to yourself as something slipped from your hands before you joined him once again. but something was different this time — you had frames that were sliding down your nose and your eyes were somehow clearer to see.

“so?” you gave mikey a little twirl as if you’d changed drastically. “do they look okay?”

he stared. mikey’s dark gaze was heavy on you as he just gazed at your glasses before you noticed a small tilt of his lips. “cute.”

it wasn’t much, but it was enough to make a smile pull on your own lips. cute — mikey thought you were cute. ——

SANZU ♡

your head was pounding. you’d fought through it most of the morning and it’d faded a little. come lunch time, though, it came back full force and you were wincing every other minute.

“sanzu probably has some painkillers in his office.” it’s takeomi who speaks up. he’s leaning against the wall across from your desk, frowning as you rub your head. “don’t let him give you anything else, though.”

nodding you stand and wobble your way to where the pink haired boy is. he’s on the couch in his office, drool falling down his chin as he snores. you can’t help but roll your eyes fondly — sanzu was a mess but he was your mess and you adored him helplessly.

“haru,” you shake him gently. letting out a loud snore, he starts to stir. you shake his shoulder again, wincing at the pulsing in your head. “haru, get up.”

with an abrupt snort, sanzu jolts awake and stares at you. blinking slowly, you know he’s still feeling the effects of whatever he’d taken before he passed out. hazy eyes register your presence before a snarl falls on his lips. “who the fuck are you?”

“what.” you stand in disbelief as sanzu finally sits up straight. he’s glaring at you, unfamiliar with who you are. unbelievable man. you wince as your head pounds again. “haru, are you being serious right now?”

he stiffens even more at the sound of his first name. “i asked who the fuck you were.”

“oh my—“ you cut yourself off with a sigh. taking your newly purchased glasses, you slide them up so that your face is bare. “it’s me, you damn jerk. do you have any pain meds? my head is killing me.”

“woah,” haru let’s out a sigh. he’s gazing at you dreamily now that he’s certain of who you are. letting his head fall into the palm of his hand, sanzu tilts his head and grins. “so pretty with your glasses, baby. could barely recognize you.”

“mhm, m’sure it was the glasses and not whatever you took.” you let your glasses fall back into place as you roll your eyes at him. “tylenol? please?”

haru slaps his thighs before standing, slouching over to press a firm kiss to your head before he saunters around his office. as he searches, you can hear him sing “gotta get baby something for a headache”, repeatedly.

handing you the two white pills, you check the imprint code to make sure he handed you the right thing. not that sanzu would accidentally or purposely drug you of all people — he was still reeling from his high, though, and you didn’t trust that his brain was functioning right.

letting out a sigh of relief, you settled your forehead onto his collarbone. haru let his hand fall onto the back of your head, rubbing it occasionally. he kissed the top of your head before settling his nose there. “rest here while it kicks in, hm?”

you could never deny him, no matter how out of his mind he was. ——

RINDOU ♡

rindou always takes you to your doctors appointments. he usually even made his own appointments on the same day so that it as already done. this time, though, something was different.

“what the hell are you wearing?” ran speaks through a snort. rindou sighs at his brothers voice, closing his eyes as he prepares himself for the worst. “haven’t seen you in glasses since we were young, rin rin. you look so cute.”

rindou glares at his brother’s teasing grin, pulling the glasses off of his face and slamming them onto his desk. “shut the fuck up, ran. not cute.”

“but you are! my cute baby brother.”

“rin?” your voice cuts over ran’s. both men look up to see you frowning, your new glasses matching the ones rindou just took off. you looked at the folded frames on his desk, frown deepening. “your glasses?”

“oh, how precious! you’re both matching,” ran laughs. you take it upon yourself to smack the back of his head — gently, but firmly enough so he’d get the message. “okay, okay! i’m done now.”

ran leaves rin’s office soon after and he’s left with your frown pin-pointed to him. you glance from rin to his glasses, and back again when he doesn’t say or do anything. “fine, guess i’ll just put my contacts back in, then.”

his eyes widen at that, watching as you turn and put your nose in the air. frantically, rindou chases you and grasps your wrist tenderly, causing you to turn and face him. your pout causes rindou to soften, letting out a sigh as he reaches behind him to grab his glasses. “sorry, angel. jus’ don’t like when he teases me.”

“i know,” you swing your arm, causing rin’s to swing with it. he smiles at your gesture, sliding his glasses up his nose. “but you promised you’d wear your glasses today. promised we’d match.”

rin sighs and sets his forehead against yours, glasses bumping together and making you both giggle. “a promise is a promise, hm?” ——

RAN ♡

you’re leaning into the wall when he sees you. raising an eyebrow, ran watches you clutch the wall as you walk, knees knocking together as you stumble. he’s following behind you closely, smirk on his face as he holds in his laughter.

“doll? everything okay?” you jump at his voice, pressing your back to the wall. ran lets out a little snicker at your startled expression, gaze softening at the new sight in front of him. tapping the rim of your glasses, ran smiles. “these are new.”

you let out a sigh, body relaxing against the wall. adjusting the frames on your face, you purse your lips at him. “yeah. just gott’em yesterday.”

ran watches you hold onto the wall once more as you walk towards the break room. he finally sees the empty mug you’re carrying — of course you’re off to find a coffee re-fill. you sway to the left a little and ran catches you immediately, arm wrapping around you.

“woah there.” ran frowns at your unstable footing, watching as you try to grip the wall again and fail. “s’goin on?”

putting your back onto the wall again, you face the ground. “jus’ gotta get used to my glasses. makin’ me feel like i’m wearing drunk goggles.”

ran raises an eyebrow at that, smirk pulling on his face once more. griping your waist again, he tugs you away from the wall and helps you stabilize your legs. at his look, you continue speaking. “the floor’s jumpin’ out at me. feels like vertigo and it’s making me nauseous.”

“can’t have my dolly feeling unwell, can we?” ran grabs your empty mug, holding it in his free hand as he motions you to guide your hand against the wall. using ran as a crutch, you finally make it to the break room and ran begins to make your coffee as you sit in a seat. his back is turned to you as he adds in sugar, but he speaks anyways. “as cute as you look, i’d rather you not feel this bad when wearing your glasses.”

you cup the mug as ran sets it in front of you, melting at the warmth it omits. “i’ll get used to it eventually.”

“guess i’ll have to take care of you ‘til then. hm, doll.” ran grins at you, knocking his foot against yours under the table. ——

KOKONOI ♡

“sorry, again, to bother you.” kokonoi is in his car as he talks on the phone. you’re on the other line, still in your pajamas because it was supposed to be your day off. bonten heaquaters would collapse without you, you’re afraid. koko speeds up as he nears the turn for your street, finger hovering above the red end call button that’s on his screen. “see you in a second.”

when you answer the door, kokonoi forgets what he was going to say. his breath catches and his tongue dries out as he just stares. you’re talking but he has no idea what you’re saying — he can’t hear anything over the pounding of his own heartbeat.

tilting your head, the glasses you’re wearing shine in the light and keep his attention even longer. “koko? you can come in, you know.”

“you wear glasses,” he blurts it out. clearing his throat, kokonoi turns his face to the ground as embarrassment colors his cheeks. “i mean— i didn’t know you wore glasses.”

“well, they’re a little impractical in the field.” your attempt of a joke falls flat as kokonoi lifts his head to stare at you again. you adjust the sleeping shirt thats slipping off your shoulder, puffing your cheeks as you widen the door. “inside, koko — you can come in.”

“right,” it’s embarrassingly breathy, how voice sounds. shuffling into your apartment, koko can hear you begin to ramble again as you lead him to the kitchen. there are files spread across your table, a mug right in front of the chair that’s halfway pulled out. kokonoi sits across from you as you talk on.

“—told him that wasn’t what the deal was, but rindou doesn’t listen to anyone but ran. sometimes i don’t even think he listens to mikey and he’s just here because ran is,” you sigh. pushing your glasses up your nose, you slide over the file kokonoi asked for. “this one, right?”

he grabs the folder, reading through the papers as you take a sip from your mug. the steam fogs your glasses and kokonoi can only think of how endearing it looks on you — how attractive he found your specs. “how long have you worn them, your glasses?”

you hum in thought, blowing slightly on your drink. “since i was a kid, honestly. stopped for a little and decided they’d be good to have when my contacts start drying out or hurting my eyes.”

kokonoi nods and glances at the file again before his focus comes back on you. “they look good on you.”

“oh, thanks.” you take a sip of your drink again and notice his stare. raising an eyebrow at him, you tilt your head. “starin’, koko. the office’ll fall down without you there.”

“they’ll be alright a little longer.” kokonoi is sitting beside you and he takes advantage of that, grabbing your chair and dragging you closer. he places a kiss on your neck before moving his head so that he can see your face more clearly. “enjoying the view right now.”

you shove him gently, “cheesy!” there’s a grin on your face, though, and it matches the one koko holds just for you.

—— couldnt think of what to write for the others so sorry abt that ): writing tr characters as hopelessly in love n sappy is a full time job n i take it v seriously. thank you for reading, ♡ airbendertendou © 2022 do not copy, plagiarize, repost, or translate my content on any platform.

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b0nten · 1 year

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DON’T KISS ME GOODBYE

[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷｡ first kiss headcanons for mikey & chifuyu

[NOTES] ˚⁀➷｡ like always, not proofread lol

MIKEY

let me start off by saying that it was 😟

utterly, unbelievably, sickeningly, eye-tearingly, stomach-turningly awkward.

like yeah, he’s a cute lil bean, but he’s just so aloof you almost never felt like it was the moment.

until one day

mikey came to pick you up from school quite a lot, and the same thing happened that same day.

you’re waiting for him in front of your school, chatting with yuzuha on your phone, and when he pulls up, you hop on his bike and he rides away.

on his way, he stops to get dorayaki amd because the sunset seems “a little prettier” that particular day, he tells you to go watch it together.

you guys just sit in silence next to each other. it’s almost setting time and you just decide you can’t take it anymore. nuh-uh. emma has been eating your brains for the longest time now and she made it VERY clear: you either make the first move or you sulk in silence like a sore loser.

“mikey, ” you cautiously call out his name, and he twists his head into your direction instantly.

“yeah?” he hums back casually, a sweet smile plastered on his handsome face.

then you just kiss him (and he does it back WOOOOOOOOOO)

when the kiss ends, however, you feel a little embarrassed so you literally get up and try to run away, but mikey grabs you by the wrist and pulls you in for another kiss, and you fall right on top of him. he doesn’t care that his dorayaki is now fuck knows where, or that he’ll probably get a lot of shit for returning home with a dirty ass uniform and emma’s gonna chew his heart, soul and mind out for it.

then, he pulls a little away and between the kiss he whispers something.

“so emma really knows how to drill something in your head and make it clear, huh?”

you smack him gently and huff and puff as your cheeks start to red up, but he just laughs.

he drives you home that night, and you invite emma for a sleepover, and he calls draken <3

CHIFUYU

COMPLETE opposite from mikey

actually makes the first step

you were sooooo lucky to have baji as a middle man in all of this. he was basically running around telling you about chifuyu, and the matsuno boy about you.

he’s such a real one for that.

moving on

“breathe in, breathe out” baji massages your back and you crack every joint in your body and do a few warm up jumps like boxers do before their match.

“yeah, i got this!”

“you got this, yeah!”

“yeah, i do!”

“let’s go, then!”

you strut into the cinema and you spot a cute blonde-haired, blue-eyed boy waving at you. his other, non-free, hand holds a tray of popcorn, nachos and two juices. you walk up to him, greet him, and he shows you the way to the movie.

“what’re we watching?” you inquire

“told you already, it’s a secret.”

lo and behold, you guys went to watch a sad movie (at baji’s recommendation, he suggested it to chifuyu the moment you told him about your weakness for this genre)

unsurprisingly, the movie is sad as shit and you cry multiple times. chifuyu offers his hand to hold and gives you tissues to wipe your tears and helps you blow your nose in silence.

such a gentleman man fuck him

at the end, unarguably the saddest part of the movie, you start to cry again, and so does chifuyu.

he takes this opportunity and guides his hand to your cheek to wipe away your tears.

and then, 😶

he kisses you

and it’s so romantic

love him

also brings you home that night <3

then baji has to manage phone calls from both of your starstruck asses at the same time

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fireflynight435 · 1 year

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🍧Sano Manjiro🍧

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usernamerenn · 2 years

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BONTEN’S ASSASSIN

character. sano “mikey” manjiro, sanzu haruchiyo (ft. bonten)

summary. you’re hired as bonten’s assassin

note. m!reader, spoilers, smoking. a request from @sxgarcude-anon. i changed one detail from the request, but i hope that this is still all right. likes and reblogs are always appreciated

sano “mikey” manjiro

looking at you was like staring into a mirror

when it was made known throughout the criminal underworld that bonten was in need of a skilled assassin, you had been recommended to them by one of their informants

despite your rather handsome appearance, there was nothing particularly noteworthy about you, yet mikey was quick to recognize that you both shared the same distant, blank eyes, which told similar stories of tragedy, trauma, and loss

“what’s your name?” was mikey’s first question after reviewing your extensive list of past assassinations, noticing how you had failed to provide any basic information about yourself

“ghost,” you answered, your voice quiet and monotone

“the legendary assassin?” sanzu mumbled from where he stood next to mikey’s desk

“i meant your real name,” bonten’s leader corrected with a frown

“i don’t have one. that was the name given to me when i was found by my teacher”

with a raised eyebrow, mikey continued with his line of questioning before eventually concluding the interview by asking why bonten should hire you

“you have money. i need money,” you explained simply. “moreover, it would be highly beneficial if bonten was to hire me. from what i’ve observed, you and your men are not as good as you think you are”

your careless statement had sanzu immediately making a move for his gun, the weapon aimed at your head and his finger ready to pull the trigger the instant you decided to insult his king again

“you better watch your fucking mouth,” the second-in-command warned angrily

however, your expression remained unchanged as you blinked a few times in realization before responding with, “i apologize. my teacher has always told me that i have a habit of speaking unnecessarily. i suppose that i should have kept that comment to myself, even if it was true-”

sanzu haruchiyo

firing his gun without another word, sanzu watched in disbelief as you instantly stood from your seat before cleanly slicing the bullet in half with a blade that you had drawn from your sleeve

for a quick moment, sanzu incredulously wondered which idiot had allowed you to pass the security check with a secret weapon on hand, but he immediately redirected his focus as he ran to protect mikey

“don’t fucking move,” he ordered, three other bonten members now also appearing in the room and similarily aiming their guns at you

although you were clearly at a disadvantage, the uninterested, almost bored, look on your face told sanzu that you didn’t see him, bonten, or mikey as any serious threats, and this slight against his king angered sanzu more than anything

“please, let’s not fight,” you calmly advised. “it’d be a shame if you gentlemen had to die for nothing”

“you don’t appear to realize the danger that you’re in right now,” sanzu said with a glare

“i could say the same to you,” you commented back as you readied your blade

and before sanzu could properly retort, mikey surprised him by signalling everyone to stand down

“you’re hired,” mikey announced, leaving sanzu to stare at him in complete shock. “your skills are undeniably, and they would be a great help to bonten. we’ll contact you at a later date about your contract and other arrangements”

“very well,” you replied with a slight nod. “thank you for this opportunity”

unable to contest his leader’s decision, sanzu simply glare as he watched you walk away

if he was going to be forced to work with you for who knew how long, then he spitefully promised to make your life at bonten a living hell

bonten

when news had reached the bonten higher-ups that you would be working with them, most of the executives had responded with concern and wariness after listening to sanzu’s retelling of your interview

the haitani brothers, however, were contrarily excited to meet you, thinking that it would be funny to try to befriend you in an attempt to annoy sanzu, and the three of you were soon constantly seen together and going on missions with one another

rindou liked you because you were quiet and similar in personality to him, while ran saw as a second younger brother that he needed to take care of

seeing your close friendship with ran and rindou, it didn’t take long before the opinions of the other executives began to shift, much to sanzu’s horror and betrayal

takeomi liked you well enough because you never really bothered him and always got your work done in a timely and efficient manner

mochi was admittedly afraid of you, as you never made any noise when you walked, and this would result in many instances where you would randomly appear before him

with koko, the two of you would often have afternoon tea together, with you actively listening to him talk about the various stresses of having to manage such a large organization’s finances

yet the one that you arguably got along best with was kakucho, as you had both grown up as orphans and would frequently confide with one another because of this shared past

sanzu, meanwhile, continued to act hostile toward you, and he did everything he could to keep true to his promise of making your life at bonten a living hell

“what do you mean you failed?” sanzu questioned tauntingly as you reported to mikey and the other executives about your latest mission. “the police superintendent was supposed to be an easy kill. how could you have possibly failed something like that?”

“i apologize. i had miscalculated,” you said before casting your eyes to the floor. “there was a thunderstorm that night, and his son was sleeping in the same bed as him. the boy had awoken just when i was about to eliminate the target”

“so what?” sanzu scoffed. “just kill the brat along with his old man”

“i-i couldn’t,” you admitted somberly, causing everyone to look at you in surprise, instantly noticing the hesitation in your usually monotone voice. “according to the reports, his father is all that he has left. i know the pain of what it’s like to be truly alone at such a young age, and i couldn’t do that to someone else”

“like that’s ever stopped you before,” sanzu countered

“i know that!” you angrily snapped, your mask of emotionless and apathetic assassin now gone. “i’m not a righteous person, and there’s too much blood on my hands to ever go back. b-but in that moment, i-i just couldn’t do it”

“do you honestly think that we care about your past trauma and broken self?” sanzu replied as he mockingly glared at you. “some legendary assassin you are. consider your contract-”

“sanzu, be quiet,” mikey interrupted, and the once animated man quickly fell silent

“i apologize, sir,” you spoke tiredly as you met mikey’s gaze. “i’ll accept the punishment that you decide to send my way”

and once again, mirroring the day that he had first met you, mikey was quick to take note of your distant, blank eyes, and he was hauntingly reminded of himself as he looked at you

“kakucho, arrange for someone else to deal with the superintendent,” mikey ordered, making you blink in confusion as he then addressed you. “you’re still greatly beneficial to bonten, so don’t think that i’m not letting you go that easily. i’ll put more consideration into your future assignments”

“thank you, sir,” you said quietly, a subtle smile now gracing your features, causing all of the executives to stare at you in shock and amazement, seeing you smile for the first time

with a nod of acknowledgement, mikey soon dismissed everyone from the meeting, and sanzu followed after his leader with another deadly glare directed at you as he left

“i can’t fucking believe this, can you?!” sanzu indignantly shouted two days later on bonten’s garden rooftop, takeomi standing next to him and looking absolutely uninterested. “if it had been anyone else, they would’ve been dead right now! what the fuck makes him so special?!”

“i don’t know, but why the hell are you talking to me?” takeomi asked as he tried to smoke in peace. “i thought you hated me?”

“i do,” sanzu confirmed without a second thought. “but everyone else was apparently too busy to listen to me. fuck, how do you guys even stand him? did you know that when he orders bubble tea with the haitanis, he gets two hundred percent sugar? something about his teacher never allowing him to have any sugar growing up, but two hundred percent? who does that?!”

“how would you even know that?” takeomi wondered quietly to himself as sanzu offered him a conspiratorial look

“have you also noticed that he’s been smiling a lot more around kakucho and the haitanis ever since that day?” sanzu continued to question. “clearly, he’s trying to get them on his side, and those idiots have actually fallen for it! he’ll be the ruin of bonten someday, i just know it!”

“do you ever think that the reason you can’t stand him is because you actually have a crush on him?” takeomi remarked absentmindedly, choosing not to mention the bright blush that began to colour sanzu’s face

“m-me and that show-off?! a-as if i could ever like someone like him!” sanzu proclaimed angrily before flusteredly marching away, cursing at takeomi with every step he took. “ridiculous! and everyone calls me the crazy one? l-like the two of us could ever work! me and him?! no way!”

“whatever you say, little brother,” takeomi said in amusement

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fueledbysano · 1 year

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𝟎𝟏𝟏 | Unfinished

summary: Takemichi convonces Morin to meet [ Y / N ] and Mikey after a Toman meeting. Mikey plans returning to [ Y / N ] after his brief disappearance, only to end up all by himself again. [ Y / N ] gets in trouble with Tenjiku as she pays her hometown a visit all by herself.

content/warnings: this story contains major Tokyo Revengers manga spoilers, canon divergence setting, tenjiku arc setting, comfort, fluff, angst, detailed writing of violence, weapons, blood, death, and strong language.

wc; 2k

a/n: this is long overdue by here you go. chapter 12 on Friday too

“Hanagaki” read on the home’s front gate.

“How hard is it to take out the trash? You literally can just throw it from this window.” Morin scolded before tossing a bulk trash bag onto the piling ones on the alley outside.

“I will take note of that. Thanks.” The boy says before opening the door to his room. “I didn’t really pin you as the clean freak.”

“I’m not, [ Y / N ] is. Oh, Can I use your bathroom? Thanks.” Morin excused herself before locking herself in the comfort room.

“Sorry for calling you out here so suddenly, Chifuyu.” He spoke upon seeing the boy at his door.

“So you got some info?” He asks, letting himself enter.

“Yeah. and there’s a lot!” Takemichi exclaimed, pondering where to start.

“So Tenjiku was made under Izana’s grudge towards his own blood-related brother, Mikey…” Chifuyu spoke upon taking in what Takemichi had told.”Yup.”

“Damn, who would’ve known he’s also involved with Toman’s formation…” Chifuyu scratched the back of his head, surprised by Izana’s involvement dating way back to Shinichiro. It was until the bathroom door opened, he wondered who else was in the household.

“At least your bathroom is clean. I like your hand soap, what’s it called?” Morin blurted upon returning, not realizing Chifuyu’s presence until she looked back up.

“Who’s this?” Chifuyu asked flatly.

Morin gasped upon realizing, “Is this him?” She looks at Hanagaki.

“Woah, do I know you?” Chifuyu asks, surprised.

“Alright, I need you two to listen!” Takemichi blurted.

“Chifuyu, have I mentioned anything to you about [ Y / N ] in the future?”

“Right, [ Y / N ]! How— is she alright? Did she end up with Mikey?” He asks, intrigued.

“Yeah… and, just before I got back here, I found out that they were also expecting a kid together.” He spoke bittersweetly.

“Wait, really?” Chifuyu asks. “Mhm, But then… you know.” Takemichi scowled.

“Right…”

“And it seems that I’m not the only one who can time leap because… she is that kid.” He gestured towards the blonde girl. “Wait…”

“Chifuyu, this is Morin. [ Y /N ] and Mikey-kun’s kid in the future.”

“WHAT?! How is this even possible… I mean, I know they are gonna end up together at some point, but… how is she here? Are you really—? Oh my god, you do look like him!” Chifuyu stammered, his eyes not able to focus on either person.

“This is really weird to me too, trust me.” Morin added.

“Although, [ Y / N ] and Mikey don't know yet. She met Draken-kun and we told him we’re cousins.” Takemichi explained.

“That’s a bad lie. You look nothing alike.” Chifuyu pointed out. “We didn’t really have a choice.” Morin says.

“Also… You don’t have to get involved, Chifuyu.” Takemichi spoke.

“What? The fuck you saying?”

“Naoto died.” He replied.

“What…” Chifuyu’s expressions dropped.

“And I really can't go back to the future anymore. There will be no next time. I don’t know why, but we’ll make up with Tenjiku somehow. And the reasons why Mikey fell under the hands of Izana and Kisaki. I’ll end this whole shitty sibling fight.” Takemichi says.

“I will kill Izana and Kisaki. I’m even prepared to stab them.” He added in all seriousness. “I beg you… please understand, Chifuyu.”

“What about the first division?” He replied. “Please explain this to them.”

“Eh?”

“When you invited me, I called the rest of them too.” Chifuyu spoke before calling in the first division members of Toman who had been waiting outside.

Takemichi glanced at Morin in worry before she insisted on going on with the “cousin” lie.

“So, we doing this?!” Yamagishi exclaimed and shifted the mood of the room, which had lifted Takemichi’s spirit.

“Who’s the girl—” Makoto peeked through Takuya’s shoulder.

“Hey! Stop looking at my cousin like that!” Takemichi scowled once more.

“COUSIN?!” The boys exclaimed, not aware of this particular relative of his.

Shortly, the first division squad decided to initiate a meeting in order to make a sense out of their rival gang.

However, just as they were about to start, Morin heard a car pull over nearby, which was then followed by a loud bang of the door closing. She peeked through the window to see a white-haired guy in a mask, standing still by the car.

She made herself unseen before squinting her eyes, gasping as she immediately recognized those notable blue eyes and white lashes, his distinct scar hiding under a black mask. “Sanzu is here.” She turned to the boys.

“Is the first division captain there?” Sanzu yelled from outside.

“Huh? The hell?! We were just starting!” Takemichi exclaimed.

“Come down.” Sanzu called.

The first division shared a look before collectively agreeing to head down and into the driveway. Morin decided to follow suit, but was stopped immediately.

“I think you should stay here. I have a bad feeling.” Chifuyu held his arm out to stop her from walking. With no time to question, Morin agreed and remained in the house, but keeping an eye on them through staying behind the curtain on the windows.

She couldn’t make out what the guys outside were saying, but it was obvious that there was heat among the two groups. As members of their division began to round Chifuyu and the other five, a man larger than Sanzu exited from the vehicle shortly after.

No words were exchanged, but a punch was thrown to Takemichi while the others were held back.

“Oh, shit!” Morin exclaimed as he was tossed across the street as his friends helplessly watched in pain. She had never seen a petty gang brawl before. She had certainly heard about it from her mother on several occasions, but she might have misjudged how serious they really were.

Sanzu’s eyes trailed to the side where he heard a voice— which was faint but near.

Morin was quick to notice this, and she immediately withdrew from sight.

“Take him in the car.” She heard Sanzu demand before hearing their footsteps weaver. “No, no.” She whispered, assuming that the only person she can trust is being taken away.

Upon hearing the car leave, she leaves the house only to see Chifuyu and the Mizo mid being held back by the fifth division members. “Motherfucker…” She ran up to Chifuyu first, landing a kick on the guy that held him back.

“You even kick almost as perfect as him.” Chifuyu pointed out before relaxing his arms, heading to the five along with Morin.

“You believe me now?” She chuckled. Alongside Chifuyu, they fought off the fifth division members who towered over Takemichi’s friends.

“Damn it, they took him.” Morin cursed as she caught her breath. “Black Mitsubishi, right?” She asks, running to the motorcycle she stole not long ago.

“Are you crazy? You’ll tail them?!” Chifuyu exclaimed.

“Yeah. See you.” She nodded before sending him a wave, revving the engine a few times before heading off.

While following Sanzu's car felt like it took an hour, it was stressful to camp outside the sketchy building they stopped at.

Just as Morin had built up the courage to storm in, she sees two figures stumble and flee off the place through its backdoor. “Michi?” She tilted her head as she observed the two, not able to recognize the other guy that he was with.

“Damn it.” She jumps on the motorcycle's back and takes off quickly so as not to startle the captains of the fifth division within the structure.

Inupi and Takemichi eventually collapsed in an abandoned building covered in graffiti and beat-up bicycles. It was far enough away from the building and not overrun with people.

“Mikey?” Head dizzy and vision obstructed from fatigue, Inupi spoke out upon seeing a person approach them in their motorcycle. He could recognize those long blonde locks from afar.

“What the fuck happened here?” Pulling over in front of the two, Morin switches off the engine of the motorcycle.

“Inupi, this is Morin-chan.” Takemichi says.

“Oh.”

“There is a traitor in Toman.” He turns to the girl. “It’s Mucho-kun. He also took Koko in exchange to let us go.” He explained. “So, he’s with Tenjiku now.”

“I’ll fight with Toman too.” Inupi added.

“We’re going to let Mikey-kun know about what happened.” Takemichi spoke.

“I’ll get my ride.” Inupi struggled to stand up, dusting off his clothes.

“You should come. I think it’s time for you to meet him and [ Y / N ].” Takemichi insisted.

“What, like, right now?” She exclaimed.

“Yes, it’s about time.” He persuaded.

“So, are you in or out?”

EARLIER THAT DAY…

[ Y / N ]'s garage doors were open as she repaired an engine part in a workbench.

There was no question that onlookers could hear her annoyance and the tools clattering against the wooden table.

“Why the fuck won’t you budge?!” She exclaimed, turning the bolt driver clockwise.

“Wrong direction.” Upon hearing that voice, she calmed down a little, relaxing her hands that were tense. Mikey had snuck from behind before holding the driver that was still in her hand, guiding her with the right way to lock the bolt.

[ Y / N ] froze like an antelope in headlights, not expecting to see the boy so soon after his sudden disappearance just the day before. She's lately just picked up on this habit of his- isolating himself after something had upset or angered him.

She was concerned at first, as no one deserves to have to go through difficulties on their own. But she came to see that this is effective for him, considering how he always returned with a lighter mood.

“Thanks.” She turns to smile at Mikey.

“You’re welcome.” He nodded.

“You’re back…” She mentioned calmly, wiping off the grease from her hands before embracing the guy. When her arms wrapped around his body, Mikey let out an audible yelp, his lips curving into a sweet smile he wished she could see.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” She asks, her thumb carefully stroking his shoulder blade in an instinct.

His eyes shut in comfort, returning the embrace with one arm before politely saying, “Not now.”

“That’s fine. I don’t need to know if you don’t want to.” [ Y / N ] withdrew from his arms before looking up at him with a reassuring smile,

“But you can never stop me from trying to comfort you. Fact of life— you’re just gonna have to deal with it.” He couldn't form coherent thoughts upon hearing her reassuring words. Just when he thought he couldn't adore this girl any more, it's as if she intuitively knows precisely what he needs to hear without even letting on. It amuses him, truly.

“Now, d’you need help with your project?” She asks, noticing the box of motorcycle parts tied to his motorcycle.

“Yeah. I found these from Shin’s stuff.” He muttered.

“You're building a motorcycle?! That's fucking sick. How can I help?” She exclaimed, jogging to the box and inspecting its contents. “Let's start with preparing the parts.” Mikey joins her shortly.

[ Y / N ] helps him get the parts on the workbench, and she also gets a glance of the time on the clock. It was twelve high noon, remembering she had important matters to attend to. “Although, I need to go somewhere first. I’ll be back very quickly.” She says.

“Oh, well, I’ll be here.” Mikey assured, watching [ Y / N ] get in the car safely. “You can call Kenchin if you want, I have a phone there.” She says before waving him goodbye and then speeding off to the road.

ISEZAKICHO, YOKOHAMA

This place is famous for being a shopping district in Yokohama, and it is also home to one of the best diners in town.

They provide delicious food and pastries that are worth the trip. Despite having grown up in this city, [Y / N ] misses not having learned about this location when she was still a local in the area.

She essentially established herself as a monthly regular and made friends with one of the waitresses. “Thanks for the coffee, Miss Marie!” Sat on the counter, [ Y / N ] bows at the kind server.

Marie nods, “No worries, kid. You seem stressed out. School? Or perhaps, your gang stuff?” The woman asks, wondering what may have been bugging a kid like [ Y / N ].

“No, I’m working on a customer’s car engine. I can’t figure out how to fix it.” She replied, taking a sip from the cup.

“Just tell them you can’t do it. That happens.” She advised. “Ugh. Maybe.” “Cinnamon peach muffin with extra blueberry.” She serves the plate over to [ Y /N ], evidently lifting her spirits up. “You remember!”

“Of course. It’s a weird order.” Marie pointed out.

“Hey, how’s that boy you told me about? Mikey, is it?” She asks.

“He’s… fine. As I hope. I’m seeing him after this.” [ Y / N ] replied.

“That’s great! You get along pretty good, huh? You sound great together.”

“Well, I feel the exact way.” She smiled, taking a big bite off of the muffin.

“By the way, great news! So, ap— Shit. My manager’s here.” Marie cursed upon seeing the older man enter the doors, cleaning [ Y / N ]’s crumbs off of the counter.

“Aren’t you gonna get in trouble for giving me free stuff?” [ Y / N ] asks, rushing to finish the cup of coffee.

“I will. So go leave through the back door.” The lady opened the counter doors, “Thanks for the snacks, Marie-sama!” [ Y / N ] waved with a half-eaten muffin in hand as she rushed down the kitchen and into the diner’s back door.

“Close the door, brat!” Marie scolded.

“ File: [ Y / N ] [ L / N ] “ [ Y / N ] stared at the brown envelope in dismay as she walked towards her parked car. “Damnit.” She cursed, tossing it to the backseat.

However, upon closing the doors, her back bumped against a tall figure, instantly recognizing the man by his long, braided hair. “The hell?”[ Y / N ] exclaimed, turning the other way, which was immediately blocked by Rindou.

“Now, this brings back memories.” Ran chuckled, recalling the “bloody halloween” event where they’d held [ Y / N ] back when she attempted to help Toman fight against Valhalla.

“The boss requests your presence.” He simply spoke, immediately sending [ Y / N ] into deep thought and worry.

Maybe, it wasn’t such a good idea to visit home…

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missrown · 2 years

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Sano Manjiro x Fem!Reader

Fandom: Tokyo Revengers

- In which, you accidentally push his bike down

A/N: I will probably write other parts too, like romantic relationship part but I'm like I'm too lazy to continue rn so have this half baked fic instead :( it's Female reader (I write in 2nd person pov but because of something Mikey said episode 3 so i had to make it fem reader)

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Delinquents are the worst.

There were no other words you could use to describe them.

Delinquents go around beating other people up, petty thievery, forming so-called gangs, disturbing the peace, or some, in very illegal work. The pathway to be a horrible person. A bad example. A bad apple. The worst.

You never want to cross paths with someone like that. To you, they are like a black cat crossing your path. A bad omen. Never should you ever breathe the same air as them.

Pride.

You have pride. Proud of the fact that you are not like those scumbags. Those horrible people.

Proud of the fact that you are better than your seatmate in the class. A delinquent. Sano Manjiro. Though you would never say it to him face to face.

You value your life. And the rumors about him are batshit scary.

A delinquent who sleeps in class and comes only before lunch time. You wonder how he hasn't been expelled yet. Or even held back a year. Even teachers are fed up.

"Are you dumb?" His question baffles you. He tch's at your face and opens his mouth to speak again. "The people you described right now are scums not delinquents."

"What? What even is the difference?" You retort. Annoyed at the fact you were called dumb by the 1st place student from the back. (Or in other words, the last place)

"Do you want to know?"

"No. Not really."

"What the fuck is wrong with you?"

You sigh. Uncomfortable. Refusing to meet his gaze you look at the ground. You can feel the stares of other students who are in the parking lot, mostly to take their bicycles. Too entertained about your situation or too scared to catch the attention of the blonde in front of you. So they stay and watch.

Not that you could blame them. You would do the same.

"Alright then." He speaks up. You flinch. Is he going to kill me? "What are we supposed to about this now?" He motions towards his bike which is fallen on the ground.

"I said it was an accident, I didn't mean it."

"And then you called me a scum. Count yourself lucky that I don't hit girls."

"I'm sorry." It's almost inaudible, you grimace at how weak you sounded just now.

"How are you going to repay me then?"

Your eye twitch. There is not a single scratch or the paint peeled off because of you.

"There is no need to 'repay' you! You fucking piece of shit. There's not a single scratch! So beat it up. Fucking bastard!!"

Fuck.

You don't know how you got that courage but you decided to leave right now. If the rumors turn out to be true, better safe than sorry. You take up your bicycle and leave.

Getting out of the school gate, your courage or adrenaline rush wore off and soon realization hit you like a truck.

You blew it. The worst part, he is in the same class as you. And your seatmate.

Yeah, no school tomorrow.

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joonipertree · 8 months

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Imagine being Mikey's girlfriend and having so many teenagers giving you respect as if you're the leader of the number one biker gang in Tokyo.

Imagine how confused everyone in your school is when a group of bulky, testosterone filled, aggressive high schoolers come and bow at a 90° angle. You're staring with reddened cheeks because ???????????

But they're off to go to class without a word, muttering to themselves. Your classmates and friends are like: "dude what the fuck happened?" and you're like "I don't even know."

Then some fuckers come and offer to hold your bag for you? To get you lunch? Someone gave you their bento? And everyone starts noticing how it's only the delinquents that do it. Mostly the ones wearing the Tokyo Manji uniform.

If there's a Toman member in class, you bet your ass they'd threaten the teacher for you. Like "They got that answer right!!" and you're like "no!!! I didn't!!!"

You're so scared your teachers were gonna give you detention. Or call your parents to let them know their child had a gaggle of delinquents doing their bidding.

God, imagine if they call you a title. Like "princess" or something. I can't even think of a title suited for this. But like something cringey that gets you annoyed and the clueless people around you start having even weirder theories.

Biggest one? You're the Yakuza's daughter.

IMAGINE!!!! IF SOME OF THE TOMAN INNER CIRCLE WERE THERE SJSNSNSJKSKWKA

I'm imagining Baji and chifuyu laughing their ass off in the corner, on the floor, gasping for air. And when you notice them, you run and ask if they had anything to do with this.

Baji wishes and chifuyu was growing purple from lack of oxygen. You kicked at them and wacked them with your book. WHICH MADE THINGS WORSE BECAUSE YOUR FELLOW STUDENTS ARE SEEING U BEAT UP GANG MEMBERS. YOURE A RAGING MONSTER IN THEIR EYES NOW.

If the toman members see this, do you think they'd be afraid of you? They'd be shaking in their boots at someone most likely half their size and that couldn't even win an arm wrestling match.

You'd ask Baji and chifuyu to tell them to stop. They would very loudly call you princess and run away cackling.

I'm pretty sure in highschool, the inner circle go to the same school. I don't remember but Takemitchy, Hakkai and Chifuyu go to the same school right?

If you think Takemitchy would help, chifuyu convinced him not to. Anyone else there is just someone you couldn't get a hold of. And you just ended up ignoring the delinquents and going about your day. Which just made you look like even more of a gang leader, walking down a hallway with a blank stare while people around you bowed.

Some non delinquents call you princess and you're telling them that "no, it's a prank. A sick joke that my boyfriend is playing on me."

People realise very quickly why you were being treated like royalty when the school day ended.

Because lo and behold, The Invincible Mikey was standing at the gate, leaning against his infamous bike as he waited for you. People just stopped and stared, not bothering leaving the vicinity, out of curiosity and maybe fear.

You see Mikey and start stomping towards him, everyone holding their breath because 'the yakuzas daughter was going head to head with the captain of the Tokyo Manji Gang.'

But Mikey was smiling brightly, arms open for a hug as he made grabby hands at you.

You came close and kicked him on the shin.

I honestly can't imagine everyone's reaction. Stunned silence. It's a sense of doom I think. A sense of 'rest in peace'. But also, the utter shock and respect you'd just accumulated from your peers in a second. You had some mad fucking balls to do that shit. Even full grown adults wouldn't do something like that to Sano Manjiro. People were ready to join your followers and praise you.

The kick was weak by the way, Mikey didn't even flinch. He just looked confused and then you ranted to him about your day and suddenly he was fully relying on his Babu to hold him up. Because my god, was he laughing his ass off. He couldn't breathe.

If Ken-chin was with him, let's be honest he would be, the man would also be on his knees dying of laughter. Just...imagine every Toman member that's part of the inner circle.... laughing vehemently at you for this.

With grumbles and glares, you try walking home by yourself but Mikey is quick to pull you back into his arms. His laughter hadn't stopped but he was leaning on you now.

The way one sinewy hand was on your waist while the other was tangled in your hair...made it very clear what you guys were to each other.

It was a collective 'oh.....oh' moment.

Mikey peppered many apologetic kisses on your cheeks and you whined about how embarrassing it was and how people were watching. Unbeknownst to you, Mikey had slyly made eye contact with anyone staring and glared daggers at them.

Ken-chin then decided to stand in front of the two of you and throw daggers at the on lookers for him.

And as much as you wanted to push away, you leant into his kisses and let him give you one on the nose and forehead. He tasted sweet on your lips too and your arms were around his neck, pulling away to stop the boy from going overboard like he always did.

"I'll treat you to lunch to make up for it?" Mikey whisperer gently, eyes soft and lovesick.

"Promise to call a meeting and tell everyone to stop?"

Mikey snorted, "Yes princess."

The punch on his arm was a lot harder. Mikey made an exaggerated pained expression, snickering to himself as he pulled you in close.

"It's not like it's a lie, though. You should be treated like royalty and have everyone do your bidding."

The blush that rose on your cheeks made his heart flutter.

"Only you can....treat me like that."

Oh he's not letting go of you any time soon.

Bonus: Later on, when you meet Baji and Chifuyu...they call you princess and burst out laughing. You promptly throw both of your shoes at them.

I also feel like if the Haitani brothers caught wind of this, it'd just be the worst for you. They are the snarkiest motherfuckers.

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myblorbojunao · 1 year

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Every mikey hairstyle shown in anime😍😍 HE LOOKS SO GOOD!

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y-umiko · 1 year

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TOKYOREV BOYS WHEN SOMEONE ASK THEM IF YOU'RE SINGLE

CHARACTER(S): Draken . Mikey . Baji . Mitsuya WARNING/S: a bit smutty on Baji's part

Draken

The Tokyo Manji Gang gathered for their meeting, though aimed to hang out, the others take this opportunity to introduce their new members to one another.

"Hey! Hey! who's that over there?"

Draken who was mingling with the new members and was busy introducing one another turned to look at the member who spoke. recognizing him as one of the new members who joined the 2nd division.

following the member's line of sight, Draken's gaze falls upon you, happily conversing with Emma. your name leaving his lips unconsciously.

"Y/n?"

The new member sighed dreamily, not taking his eyes off you. "what a pretty name, Is she single?"

"No" was Draken's quick response, his eyebrows furrowed intimidatingly, standing taller to appear more intimidating to the other person as if he needed it.

"I-I see" the new member nervously mumbled, putting both his hand in the air in surrender before scurrying away.

honestly, Draken doesn't know what to feel, but thinking about it now, you and Emma are like a rose among the thorns during gatherings like this, what was Mikey thinking allowing his sister to attend gatherings?

and what was he thinking letting you tag along with him during meetings, and let alone leaving your side, letting you walk around and socializing with the guys without him? especially, since not everyone knows of your relationship.

however, Draken wouldn't be so strict as to not allow you to their gatherings but his not so into vocalizing to everyone that you belong to him, as much as he wanted to do that, he doesn't want a scene that would garner attention and embarrass you.

rather Draken would be more subtle.

"What's this for?" you asked as you felt Draken drap his uniform jacket on your shoulders. the words 'Tokyo Manji Gang Vice captain', on display for everyone to see. subtle but effective.

"Just felt like it"

Mikey

It's very unlikely that someone would not know that you were dating the infamous invisible Mikey. reputation aside, it's hard not to know you two were dating when Mikey was constantly tied to your side.

if his not holding your hand, his arms would be wrapped around your waist, head resting on your shoulder as you feed him his favorite snacks. really, it's really not that hard to notice.

however, there is always that one dumbass who couldn't take a hint. whose dumb enough to not know who Mikey is and brave enough to approach him when you momentarily left to go the bathroom.

"hey that person you were with earlier, do you know if she's dating someone?"

he blinked a few times before his face twisted into a pout, "yes! And happily so"

the other person sigh, a hand behind his nack in disappointment as his eyes unconsciously follow the direction you just left, which Mikey took the wrong way.

"that's too bad, and she looks so pretty too"

The other person flinch when his instinct suddenly took over his body, feeling a sudden aura coming from Mikey. "don't get any ideas, Y/n's mine"

with a chill that run down his spine, the other person was quick to leave. when you returned, Mikey was back to his usual cheerful self but this time extra clingy and affectionate.

"Did something happen while I was gone?" you asked him, but Mikey only smiled and buried his head deeper between your neck and shoulder.

"Nope, just showing everyone you're with me"

Baji

"Baji-san you're close with Y/n-chan aren't you?"

Baji stopped writing on his paper, peeking through his eyeglasses to look at the other person. his classmate who asked or rather beg to join your study session with Baji.

something about his classmate didn't sit well with him, was it the use of your first name or the fact that his classmate look a little red on the face upon mentioning your name? nonetheless, Baji proudly answered a resounding Yeah. yet the other person's next question made him uneasy.

"Do you know if she's dating anyone?"

The words process in his head, in disbelief that his classmate just asks that, does not the whole school know you were dating him. Was the fact you spend all the breaks together, enough to say that you two were dating? the hand holding? the quick peck of kisses? was his classmate not really aware?

Baji can only furrow his eyebrow in confusion, before removing his glasses and placing them on the table, before crossing his arms against his chest. the atmosphere turning into a more serious note.

"Listen carefully c/n…"

"oh what are we talking about here?" you ask arriving just now for the afterschool study session, cutting off Baji, clueless to the current situation.

however, Baji's gaze flicked towards you, and as soon as you were within reach, Baji was quick to pull you down to his lap and smash his lips against yours, giving his classmate a front seat on the spectacle.

"…do you understand now?" Baji asked his classmate who can only nod with a red face before quickly excusing himself. leaving you with a beaming Baji, proud of what he did.

"What was that for?" you asked which he quickly avoided answering by smashing his lips with yours again.

If he has to kiss you over and over again for everyone to know you belong to him, he definitely won't have any complaints.

Mitsuya

"I'll see you later Taka" You bid goodbye to Mitsuya, turning around and closing the door to the club room.

"Mitsuya senpai, can I ask you a question?" a first-year who recently joined the club called. Mitsuya was quick to turn his attention to him and nodded to continue.

"Is y/n-senpai seeing someone?"

it took Mitsuya a moment to respond, a little taken aback by the question when he was expecting a question regarding the club. it was a first, that someone would ask him of all people if you're single.

though he knew you were pretty and garnered attention from all over the school, he was assured that they knew you were dating him. They should be, yet the first year in front of him says otherwise.

he really shouldn't care and just answer that you were dating him yet he suddenly can't help feeling a little insecure. was it not that clear you two were dating?

before Mitsuya can answer, Hakkai came interrupting upon hearing your name leaving the first year's lips. Your dating Mitsuya and Hakkai was just protective of you. blazing and cutting through the conversation with his hot head.

"oi! Y/n-chan is dating Taka-chan! don't go thinking you have a chance!"

The first year was quick to apologize, “O-oh sorry, Mitsuya-senpai I didn't know"

all well that ends well, yet Mitsuya brought the first year's question with him until he met you, and asked a question that he shouldn't have in the first place.

"you love me right?"

you chuckled, "What kind of question is that? Of course, I love you"

the words bringing back his smile and forgetting the first year's question. he becomes more affectionate in public for a few days after that.

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tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang · 1 month

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Ngl pretty sure this is just how the rival gangs see Mikey half the time

#imagine hearing that then just being knocked out #tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyo rev #sano manjiro

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airbendertendou · 3 months

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toman masterlist ♥︎

[including : mikey, draken, mitsuya, takemichi, chifuyu, smiley, angry, and sanzu.]

now playing : “toman belongs to me. as long as i’m here, none of us will lose.”

toman featuring ♥︎ synopsis : karaoke night w the captain and vice captains of tokyo manji

sunscreen and doughnut shaped floats ♥︎ synopsis : pool day w toman!

sano mikey manjiro

♥︎ songs that describe your relationship

♥︎ mikey smells like...

♥︎ s/o w a non-sexual oral fixation | bullet point

sweet lies [poly relationship w baji + kazutora] ♥︎ synopsis : you - well, you adore them all too much to let them go.

♥︎ insta au being friends w mizo middle comes w new acquaintances | live action

hair fun! ♥︎ synopsis : reader changes their hair to match their boyfie | bullet point

ryugji draken ken

♥︎ songs that describe your relationship

♥︎ scary boyfie but he paints your nails <3

♥︎ s/o w a non-sexual oral fixation | bullet point

you are in love! ♥︎ synopsis : your best friend likes you more than he means to

♥︎ insta au | part two crushing on draken but he's oblivious | live action

hair fun! ♥︎ synopsis : reader changes their hair to match their boyfie | bullet point

mitsuya takashi

♥︎ songs that describe your relationship

he loves you for you, not your chest size ♥︎ synopsis : flat chested!reader is insecure abt their chest size ; non-sexual touches and reassurance

i'm in ruins! ♥︎ synopsis : baji!reader , maybe he really is just that nice to everyone.

hanagaki takemichi

♥︎ songs that describe your relationship

matsuno chifuyu

♥︎ songs that describe your relationship

ribboned laces! ♥︎ synopsis : ballet had been a far along dream you’d never indulge in, never have the time to perfect. he brings that dream a little closer to you, day by day.

kawata smiley nahoya

♥︎ songs that describe your relationship

he loves you for you, not your chest size ♥︎ synopsis : flat chested!reader is insecure abt their chest size ; non-sexual touches and reassurance

kawata angry souya

♥︎ songs that describe your relationship

♥︎ scary boyfie but he paints your nails <3

sanzu haruchiyo

♥︎ songs that describe your relationship

just to kiss me! ♥︎ synopsis : various asexual!characters w asexual!reader ; non-sexual intimacy

♥︎ insta au you're always found where you shouldn't be | live action

please be patient when asking for requests. airbendertendou © all rights reserved — these are all works of fiction written by me. do not copy, plagiarize, repost, or translate my content on any platform.

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b0nten · 10 months

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SI VIS AMARI, AMA

[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷｡ a simple night terror can shed light on one’s deepest fears. manjiro is no exception.

[NOTES] ˚⁀➷｡ mental breakdown, mentions of death, dead!reader, mentally unstable mikey. description of how reader died, description of death scar. i might have gotten a bit rusty so sorry for that. also not proofread. thank you @ask-the-insect-hashira for requesting, i hope it is to your liking <3

mikey’s days in manila are all the same. eat, sleep, stand around, repeat. every day is dull, filled with nothing but regret and the wait for takemichi to finally come; and today is no different. the sun shines brightly throughout the city, and the heat and his dreams are unbearable, as always. not even his spot in the deepest nook of the abandoned building brings comfort upon the ex-gang leader anymore.

his life is filled with misery, every day still waiting for death to knock on one of the concrete walls and take him to wherever — hell, the afterlife, his second life that’d probably end up a complete misery again — take him anywhere but leave him there, drowning in the darkness.

drowning in the burden he had brought upon himself. selfish to think in such way, he repeats to himself constantly,until his mind is full of more hatred and his heart is on the brink of failure thanks to the anguish, but even the great manjiro sano is allowed to suffer from time to time.

on days so slow he can count the people he’s hurt on his fingers for hours unending, there is one singular thing that makes him want to crawl out of his skin: you. the one the counting always seems to end with. it has always been this way. you were the last counted back in the day, during meetings, the last he had killed and the last he always thought about, even now, in the middle of the hot sun, leaned against a wall, asphyxiated in the ardor of regret.

his head starts spinning and maybe it’s because of the heat or because of how much he’s thought about you these past few days, but it’s excruciating. he loved you, he still does, he loves you from wherever you are but not so hard he could have let you go. he didn’t love you enough to not decapitate you or steal your necklace when he ran out of your apartment, he didn’t love you enough to let you start anew in the same life as him.

he spins the silver around in his hand. “i did love you, y/n.” he whispers, “i still do. i just did what i had to do. you know, d-duty comes first.”

on the last part, he chokes. he feels strange. he feels an emotion he hasn’t felt since that day.

“you wouldn’t be able to forgive me,” he starts again, “i took everything from you. you loved life, and you would have found a way to love it again, even after attending so many funerals, after so much pain, b-but..” the stutter comes and goes, just like his lucidity, “not without me, goddamn it!”

his head collapses in his palms and black strands tangle in his fingers, “but even with you dead, you’re all i think about!” his hiccups get messier and messier and his voice cracks with the deterioration of his conscience, “i see your eyes every. single. day. they haunt me, and i can’t get them to stop staring at me. i see them so much it makes me sick, i see them—”

“you do?”

a voice as gentle as the summer breeze has his heart melting with fear as a hand that he knows by heart lifts his chin up to look at her face.

he freezes, with every single fiber of his body coming undone in some sort of raw disbelief. she’s there, she’s in front of him. you’re there. you’re in front of him.

your hair shines bright and your eyes are the same perfect, glassy beads that he sees in his torment. you’re paler, but you’re beautiful. you’re as young as you were two summers ago, when you met and manjiro sano is declared to have officially lost his mind when he reaches for your cheek. he caresses it, he feels it, he cherishes it like on that last day. it’s cold, it’s almost ashy, it’s almost an illusion. but it’s there and it brings him the illusion of comfort he didn’t think he was worthy of anymore.

and in fear of losing all that he had left of you until now, he clutches the necklace even harder and pours his heart out in front of the angel that he had made with his own two hands. he spills over his darkest nightmares and sweetest dreams like you’re gonna make them disappear or materialize them right then and there, he swears on his life, on jesus christ, on every kami he can think of, he confesses his love like when you got hurt in a fight the first time, he lets himself shout for the first time in a while.

he’s irrational, pupils dilated and fixed on the otherworldly being that crouches in front of him silently, with the same soft smile that made his heart pound like crazy. he lets the same blown pupils travel across your body, how he’s missed seeing you whole, and when he gets from your feet to your neck, his entire being feels like it has erased itself out of existence.

a clean, reddish-blue scar parts your neck in half, and, without a doubt, he knows what it is. his fingers trace across it as he musters up the courage to say something.

“i-i did that?” he wants to punch himself for asking, because he knows the answer, and he repeats it in his head.

“yes, yes you did.” your eyelashes flutter softly when you respond and your muted lips twitch into a creepily comforting smile.

“i-i’m sorry, y/n. i really am. you know that, right? please tell me you know. please, don’t worry about me not being sorry for what i’ve done. i am. i am, every day of this miserable life that i’ve been living without you by my side, y/n.” he crashes into your chest and you greet him with open arms.

it’s almost like a ritual: he weeps, he swears, he promises, and you sit there tight, with the same smile on your face as your soft palms press him into your embrace.

“you wanted love, mikey.” you finally say, first thing that’s finally not an answer to anything. “i wanted to live, but you also wanted love.” his cries are harder and the tears stain trough your shirt into your jaded heart, “it doesn’t mean it’s okay, it’s not. but in order to be loved, you had to love. and you loved me in life and through death, and after.” you cup his face and look him in the eyes.

“i don’t hate you. i hate the way you had to love me in the end.”

although somewhat harsh, your words mirror the truth of mikey’s degeneration.

“i would’ve wanted you to not be selfish, and me to not be selfless, because my heart would have always longed for yours anyway.” you say again, and he looks up, “but i forgive you, because i still love you like the kids we still are.”

he can’t be sadder and happier at the same time. he cups your face, tears raining down his face.

“we’ll meet again, won’t we?” he asks, with the hope of a hopeless kid he’s had running through his blood since forever.

another reassuring smile and a sweet forehead kiss for your one and only calm him down.

“of course we will.”

and before he can say anything else you disappear in front of him and so does the last bit of sanity he had left.

his mind goes blank and his vision fuzzy and he feels like he can’t breathe anymore. his chest tightens and he feels every second passing by and him losing his mind. the world starts spinning with him and he feels a knot build up in his stomach

then, he wakes up. he is sweaty, and a bit dizzy. the bedsheets and his satin pillowcase are soaked. he looks around the room and finds what — who — he was looking for.

you’re there. you’re sleeping peacefully, tangled in the white linen. in a moment of confusion, he brushes your hair to the side. he sees your perfectly fine neck and his erratic heartbeat cools down.

now, he can sleep peacefully again.

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justauthoring · 1 year

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TOKYO REVENGERS - SPENDING THE NIGHT OVER FOR THE FIRST TIME

includes: chifuyu matsuno, ken “draken” ryuguji, hakkai shiba, hanma shuji, manjiro “mikey” sano all x fem!reader

CHIFUYU wants to ask you to stay, but doesn’t know how.

The words are at the tip of his tongue, and he hesitates, eyes watching as your figure rushes to gather your things. But... he doesn’t want you to leave. That he knows, and the desperation settles in as it grows closer and closer to it being time for you to leave.

“You... You could stay.”

He’s barely registered he’s said it before he has.

And you pause at his barely uttered words, body freezing as your head turns over your shoulder so your eyes can meet his. You’ve gathered your jacket and bag, the former having only been slipped on over one shoulder.

“Sorry?”

Your voice is light, airy. A warmth to it that still, to this day makes Chifuyu’s heart flutter and his stomach to flood with butterflies because how was it possible you could sound so... inviting? So warm? He feels his insides melt when you talk to him and he just wants to fiddle away into a puddle because he loves hearing your voice so much.

“Stay,” he repeats, forcing down his own nerves and letting the word echo in the silence for a moment before adding; “I’d like you to stay.”

Your bag slips to the floor and you turn, facing Chifuyu properly. “You want me to spend the night?”

He nods, eager.

“Really?”

And there’s bright grin on your face now, slipping off your jacket as you make your way over to him. Chifuyu’s blushing while he nods, still unable to form proper words, face turned beat red at your light teasing, but doesn’t resist when you fall next to him on his bed, giggling.

“I thought you’d never ask,” you admit. “I really didn’t wanna leave.”

Setting a hand on your back, Chifuyu hums; “didn’t want you to leave.”

You giggle, “I’m that great at cuddling, huh?”

And he says so without hesitance, a trace of doubt as he nods down at you; “the best.”

DRAKEN says the words plainly;

“You should just spend the night.”

And the words are so blunt, so matter of fact, that you almost give yourself whiplash as you spin to face him. Wide eyes falling on him as your lips part to say something, but hesitate because you’re not even sure what to say.

Maybe a part of you had hoped he asked, gone super slow while gathering your things, but you hadn’t expected it to be that easy.

“You want me to?” You ask softly, struggling to find your voice.

Draken nods, “of course. It’s about time.”

You were hoping for a little more but still -- was better then nothing.

“The girls won’t mind?”

He shrugs, “they already love you. It just sucks that we’ll mostly have to hang out in here.” He gestures around himself at his bedroom, a slight pout on his lips as he does.

You grin at that, “that’s what we do most of the time when I visit, Kenny.”

“Yeah, I know. Just sucks.”

Leaning forward, you grab Draken’s hand, squeezing it tightly in your own. “You know I don’t care as long as I get to be with you, Ken,” and then, you pause. Unsure. “You’re positive you want me staying? I don’t want to intrude on your--”

“Stupid,” he huffs lightly, the insult teasing as he smirks, “you’re not intruding if it’s you. Plus, I’m the one who asked you to stay.”

“I know,” you nod, “I just wanted to make sure.”

“Come ‘ere,” he urges, ushering you towards him with a wave of his hand. You listen easily, letting yourself fall into his grip as his hand falls to your back, guiding you on top of his chest as he leans back on his bed. The two of you settle in comfortably then, with Draken’s hand resting on your back. “Been wanting to ask ya for a while.”

“Oh,” you mumble, unable to fight the smile on your lips; “yeah?”

“Yeah. Last time you came over, I wanted to. Got too scared though.”

You think back to how heavily Draken had pouted last time you’d come over and eventually, had to leave. It was unlike Draken to act like that, and you remember it both being endearing but entirely too hilarious to not tease him.

Maybe if you hadn’t teased him, he would’ve asked.

“Sorry,” you offer, letting your hand fall on his chest, next to your head.

“Not your fault,” he dismisses easily, “been wanting to ask for a while. Been to chicken-shit. Glad I got the courage this time though. I... I like having you in my arms.”

“I like being in your arms, Kenny.”

HAKKAI is positive he sounds like a bumbling fool.

“Would... Would you...--I mean, you don’t have to but I would like you--don’t feel pressure though--”

Laughing, you shake your head. Making your way over to Hakkai, you set your hands on his arms, looking up at him as he finally stops his rambling to stare down at you. “Calm down,” you soothe gently, “what is it?”

Red in face and feeling entirely like an idiot, Hakkai huffs.

“I wanted to know if you’d... like to spend the night.”

And his voice is so small, so unsure that it almost breaks your heart how nervous he is to ask you something. Let alone something like that.

Something you’d never reject.

So, smiling brightly, you grin, eyes twinkling; “I’d love to.”

He blinks at that, as if having already expected a rejection. The embarrassment wipes from his face as his lips part, staring back at you; “really?”

“Of course,” you laugh, “why wouldn’t I?”

Pausing, Hakkai hesitates at that -- because really, why wouldn’t you? It wasn’t like this was the first time you’ve come over to his house and you guys have been dating long enough for something like this to be more normal...

“I dunno,” he admits finally, “just didn’t want you to think you had to.”

“Well, I don’t,” you shrug, letting your hands fall by your side as you grin up at him. “And I’d love to spend the night. Didn’t wanna go home anyways.”

“Oh?” Hakkai frowns, concerned. “Is something wrong?”

You can’t help but feel giddy at his concern, how despite how embarrassed and nervous he was seconds ago, it all faded away the second he thought something might be wrong. It warmed your heart in a way you’re not sure you’ve ever expected before.

“Everything’s totally fine,” you assure him, “I just wanted to spend more time with you.”

And of course, Hakkai’s face goes beat red, again, at that.

HANMA finds the morphed expression of surprise and indignation on your face absolutely hilarious.

“Shu,” you say, voice firm, “let me go.”

Keeping his arms locked firmly around your waist, Hanma simply shakes his head. It didn’t help that he had such long arms, that of which could easily wrap themselves around you entirely, or the fact that he easily had the strength to keep you there as well.

Glaring up at your boyfriend, you huff; “I need to go home. it’s getting late.”

Hanma just shakes his head, a fact that causes you to growl in annoyance, before he grins wide; “just spend the night.”

Pausing, your entire body freezes in his grasp; “what?”

“I don’t want you to leave, so spend the night.”

And it sinks in then.

“This was your plan all along, wasn’t it?”

The ever say shit-eating grin on his face, Hanma all but cackles, head thrown back in amusement at the fact that you know him so well. “Of course,” he concedes with ease, “never planned on letting you leave. Even if you want to.”

“That’s kidnapping.”

“You’re my girlfriend.”

“Still kidnapping.”

Quirking a brow, Hanma glances down at you; “you don’t want to spend the night?”

Cheeks warming, you huff; “n-no, I do.” Pouting, you turn your gaze away from him, “you just could’ve asked me first.”

“Y/N/N.”

Turning back to Hanma at the suddenly serious tone of his voice, you pause, concerned.

“Would you like to spend the night?”

Instantly that concern goes right out the window.

“You’re insufferable.”

“You love me.”

“Regrettably.”

But both of you know you don’t really mean that.

MIKEY is absolutely confused when he sees you moving to leave.

“What’re you doing?”

Baffled, you turn to Mikey, head tilted;��“getting ready to leave?”

And his words make him frown, that ever familiar pout falling on his lips as he crosses his arms over his chest. He slumps back against his bed like a little kid, and huffs. “I thought you were spending the night.”

It takes you a moment to process what he’s said. And the fact that he says it as if you were the one being crazy here.

Raising a brow, you glance around yourself, trying to collect your thoughts, before turning back to the child you have for a boyfriend. “You never asked me to?”

He just shrugs; “I thought it was obvious.”

“Um, no. It wasn’t.”

He perks up then, as if all was solved now that you knew you just hadn’t (somehow) caught up with the obvious.

“Oh, well, then, perfect.” Turning, he moves to grab the manga the two of you hand been reading together, before facing you once again. “Come on, I wanna see what happens next.”

Shaking your head, you jerk back; “I still need to leave?”

“You’re spending the night,” Mikey says bluntly, “I thought we covered that already.”

“We didn’t,” you huff, letting your bag fall to the ground as you turn to face Mikey fully. “I didn’t bring anything to spend the night and I’ll need to let my mom--”

“Oh, yeah,” Mikey agrees, moving to a stand, letting the manga fall back to the bed behind him. “I’ll get you something to wear and you call your mom, okay?”

He grins at you, pecking your cheek softly before moving to his closet, all whilst you continue to stand there like an idiot.

“Y/N?” Mikey calls after a moment.

“Yeah?”

“Your mom?”

When you glance back at him, he’s staring back at you expectantly.

It still doesn’t click in what exactly happened even as you fall asleep in Mikey’s arms later that night.

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angelltheninth · 3 months

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Mikey often skips meals, not just at school but also on his free time. "I am eating!" He says as he chows down snack bar for the nth time that day. While he eats a lot at once to maintain his physique you can't help but feel like he's gonna get himself sick.

He looks at you like you grew a second head when you slam down a lunch box in front of him. You lie and say you're practicing your cooking skills so as your boyfriend he should at least try your cooking and give you his opinion. Mikey feels a bit put on the spot but as soon as the scent of food hits his nose he almost starts drooling. "Since you went through the trouble of making it I guess I'll try it."

Finds himself looking forward to lunch and even packing some of it for later so he can eat it as soon as he gets hungry, "It's good even when it's cold. You're gonna make a great wife someday!" While he didn't mean much with that statement you couldn't help but imagine a future where you're both sitting around the same table, eating homecooked meals, maybe some cooked by Mikey if he wants to pick up the hobby, a wedding ring on each of your fingers.

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miniimight · 6 months

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❝ I LIKE YOU... / I KNOW. ❞ your confession doesn't shock 'em one bit

with mikey, ran, rindou + very nervous!reader (toman timeline)

notes just a wholesome confession scene lol mikey's just as much as a nervous idiot as you are, ran is ... ran, and rindou is also an idiot . also i promise im working on requests i have like seven to work through sobs

it's not like it was hard.

he always felt your eyes on him: passing you in a hallway, in class (which he barely attended, but found himself showing up just to watch you suffer), randomly bumping into each other while out with friends... at first, he didn't care. he had a lot of attention going for him and he thought of you as another drop in the bucket.

but then he found himself paying attention to you.

when you weren't not-so-secretly pining over him, you were looking out the classroom window, a peaceful expression on your face that told him that you were about to fall asleep. or maybe you were with your friends, smiling widely as you exchanged snacks. or maybe you were giggling, your face on fire as your friends helped you craft some kind of candygram.

whatever he caught you doing, he found it endearing. and he couldn't escape it. but for reputation's sake, he tried to hide his adoration and amusement underneath his tough guy exterior. that quickly broke when you finally approached him.

your friends peeking from the hallway behind you both, you gently tapped his arm and your heart almost stopped functioning from nerves.

he cast an uninterested look over his shoulder, eyebrows raised. it was you. "hm?" internally, he was intrigued; he never thought you'd actually come up to him.

"i, uh..." you bit your lip, trying to shock yourself into calming down, but your heart still echoed in your chest.

"did you need something?"

"i'm sorry!" you exclaim suddenly, squeezing your eyes shut as you thrust the snack into his hand. "i like you!"

MIKEY

mikey's heart skipped a beat. "i know."

"uhm..." you whined softly, your body on fire. this was so embarrassing. "okay, bye!" you quickly spun around, hoping that he'd forget it the moment you disappeared around the corridor. he knew?! he KNEW? the fuck did that mean?? WHY DID YOU LEAVE SO FAST?

"wait," mikey's hand gripped your wrist. you squeaked and tried to pull away, but that only caused you to drift closer to him. his own face was dusted pink. "thanks for the snack."

you cast your eyes to the ground. "yeah, i know you're always eating it, so..."

mikey smiled, his grip softening into a delicate hold. he would never dream of giving up a chance to be with the one he'd been yearning for ever since he noticed your starry eyes on him. "wanna ride around with me?"

your eyes lit up and you sent a excited look to your friends. turning back to him as you both walked to his bike, you nervously asked, "so, you said you knew?" you asked, dreading the answer.

mikey smirked, his eyes lidded as he teased you. "yeah, s'not like you were good at hiding it."

"ugh, seriously?" you cringed, hiding your face in your hands. mikey's chuckle brought your eyes to peek over your fingers.

"it's okay, it was... cute." his voice grew quieter, like he was a little embarrassed to admit it.

you blinked at him before you truly processed his words, your heart bursting. "what?!"

mikey looked everywhere except you. "you—you heard what i said! just—come on." he grabbed your hand and ran over to his bike. his hand gripped the top of your head and you were so confused until he pulled a helmet out and slotted it over you. he clasped the buckle under your chin.

he stared at you for a moment before smiling with adoration. your face felt warm as butterflies filled your stomach.

"heh." he giggled, holding the sides of the helmet so that you couldn't hide your face from him. "cute."

as time went on, mikey wasn't so bashful when expressing his love for you.

RAN

he grinned. "ohhhh, i know." he dragged out his triumphant proclamation. "i know."

your face burned and you didn't know what to say to that. so, you bailed. "uh... okay? see you around!" you quickly turned. he knew? why'd he have to say it like that?

it took a moment to realize he was following you.

"so, where are we going?" he asked, tossing the snack package up in the air and catching it. "s'okay if it's far, i got a ride."

you stopped dead in your tracks, bewildered. "what?"

he cocked his head to the side, a calm smile on his face. "aren't we going out?"

you nearly screamed at the suggestion, not expecting this from him at all. "i—no??" you shoved your face into your hands. "i don't know!"

he laughed, captivated by how flustered you were. ran was a guy who liked to sweet talk and see his effect on others, and your reactions were just too good. "come on, i know you've been wanting some time alone with me for a while. you're not so secretive."

you groan and shy away from him. peeking from behind your hands, you meekly asked "was it that obvious?"

he grinned. "yeah. but all the better for me, right?" he put an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to his side and leading you out the school. "knowing i got a pretty thing like you thinking about me all day."

you rolled your eyes, finally starting to come down from the high of your confession. "it wasn't all day."

ran smiled, so tempted to respond with well, that was the case for me, but he figured you'd probably faint. he'd save that for the next time.

RINDOU

"i know." he blurted out before he could think of something better to say. for all the bones he broke, rindou's resolve was weak. but he was good at faking it.

he could tell you were confused, not expecting his response.

you fidgeted with your fingers before you finally spoke up, your face burning. "uh... okay..?" how the hell is anyone supposed to respond to that.

rindou panicked internally, rubbing the back of his neck as he sighed. "are you free right now, or what?"

your eyes lit up as your downcast gaze snapped to look at him. "i am."

a smile cracked on rindou's face as he chuckled with amusement. "then, let me take you out."

"really?!" sure, it wasn't the most glamorous thing to say, but you couldn't help it. you were excited.

"yeah. i mean, you did buy me a snack, so." he held up the package proudly. "gotta return the favor, right? come on, i got a ride."

you tried to hide how triumphant you felt as you followed him diligently. he was awkward, not possessing the same level of finesse his older brother did. like, what does he say to you??

"so..." you started, taking the lead.

oh, thank god. he let out the breath he didn't know he was holding.

"you said you knew?" you mumbled, making a point to avoid his stare. "was it obvious?"

he smirked. "yeah, it was very obvious." you winced, but he continued. "don't worry. it was interesting."

you twisted up your lips in a cringe. "interesting as in a good way, or...?"

rindou racked his brain. ran was always good at thinking on the spot—what would he say? his lips moved before he could stop them. "interesting as in i couldn't stop thinking about you."

you both stared at each other—rindou in absolute shock of what just left his lips and you, completely flustered. your heads whipped away from looking at each other, lips pressed in a tight line as a million different thoughts ran through them. rindou was sure he creeped you out, but then he heard you giggle.

he looked back at you, reading every inch of your expression. you smiled softly. "that was so cheesy."

you kept on laughing to yourself, somehow enamored by his stupid line and he knew he was flying off the deep end.

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kakuchosearring · 3 months

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i like shiny things, but i'd marry you with paper rings, uhuh! // manjiro sano headcanons.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ final timeleap/final timeline!mikey as your boyfriend headcanons ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

━━━ ( ⋆｡°✩ this ofc contains spoilers of the ending! ✩°｡ ⋆ ) ━━━

✧ let's face it, mikey has a whole different outlook on life now. because of this, he's determined to make everything right, and he starts with the person he's been crushing on for years. he's spent so long trying to keep you away from him because he's been so scared of his dark impulses & what he could become that now he can't even wait. one of the first things he's doing is convincing takemichi to come with him to your house to introduce himself (and shoot his lil kid shot) so he can weed his way into your life quicker. you're stuck with him whether you like it or not.

✧ you asking him who tf he is and why he's banging on your little eight year old self's door at 5 pm on a tuesday definitely humbles him but mikey's just so happy to see your face that it's all worth it.

✧ his eight year old self 100% proposes the idea of 'getting married and being together for ever and ever'. you obviously go along with this idea and you two have silly talks of emma being at your wedding and all your lil barbies and shit will be there too. it's all innocent and so sweet and mikey cannot believe he took all of this for granted the first time.

✧ once you two are considerably older and actually a couple this time around, mikey is HUGE on touch. like, mikey's constantly wrapping his arms around your waist, hugging you from behind, grabbing your hands, etc. he's gotta hold you constantly b/c it's a nice reminder to him that you're real and you're HIS, finally.

✧ actually, as a matter of fact, i would bet my life on saying he never even technically made it official. you two started hanging out romantically and one day he just referred to himself as your boyfriend and you went along with it. you're the person he wants to be with for the rest of his life and he's gonna make damn well sure this happens.

✧ because of everything he's gone through and how scared he is to lose you (even if you don't quite understand it) he's super protective. he's giving every single person who even has the audacity to look at you the nastiest glares he can muster up. if someone's flirting with you, he'll walk up to you, wrap his arm around your shoulder, kiss your cheek and play super dumb. 'whatcha talkin' about?' cute puppy head tilt and all. this, somehow, scares people off more than his nasty glares.

✧ mikey can't stop talking about you to other people. like, i'm sorry to say, but draken is definitely sick of hearing your name because you come up every other sentence. takemichi hears about how beautiful you are and how you and mikey are gonna go to the park later or shopping or whatever -- and, of course, this honestly makes takemichi happier than anyone, because in this timeline, everyone has finally gotten the happy ending they deserve. you and mikey are no different.

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