#shion angst

[yihccdior]

Today Shion had chased you all day, wherever you went he went along. You found your boyfriend very clingy sometimes, it's a fact, maybe in childhood he didn't get much attention and was a lonely and friendless child. As soon as Shion came towards you again, he hugged you and you returned it.

— You look a little needy today, has something happened?" - Y/n doesn't get an answer, maybe it was something personal. Did someone say something to him? Shion looked very sad and quiet.

— Nothing to worry about, Y/n. — Shion sighs deeply, Madarame looked tired with something. He didn't seem to want to talk about that subject, it must be a very sensitive point for him at the moment — It's just that Kisaki said you don't like me and you're just using me, is that true?

— Idiot, you think this is nothing? This is very serious! — Y/n yells aggressively scaring Shion — Where is he? I'm going to talk to him seriously. — Y/n's angry expression was notorious, the veins in Y/n's face standing out showing that he was irritable.

— He's at Tenjiku's headquarters in a meeting, please don't interrupt them - Shion says scared and takes Y/n's arm, but soon lets Shion go.

— Let me go, I need to settle this matter now! — Y/n goes to Tenjiku's headquarters and enters asking for permission — Hello, Kurokawa-san, is Tetta Kisaki here? — the hateful expression on Y/n's face was noticeable, Y/n smiled sickly. Some members were uncomfortable with his countenance — If so, I ask you to let him out, I need to talk to him seriously.

— Yea. - Izana scratches his head on his back nervously - Go on, Kisaki. We are waiting for you here to close the meeting. — After leaving Tenjiku's meeting room, Ran says:

— I think there's one person who won't come back alive. — The older Haitani laughs, this made the tension between the members lessen a little and some even laughed. Outside the meeting room, Y/n starts yelling at Kisaki.

— Are you crazy, you bastard?! — Y/n grabs Kisaki by the collar — Tell Shion that I'm just using him and that I don't like him. Do you have some problem? Do you know how he feels about that? You don't even know how he suffered in childhood, motherfucker — Y/n uses all her/his strength and punches Kisaki's face, turning his face red. Kisaki didn't dare mess with Y/n for fear of what Y/n might do to him later, he expected everything from the older/younger — If you can stop talking shit to my boyfriend or anyone else important and special to me, I would appreciate it. If you disappeared it would be better! What a bag, kid. You're a brat, yes, you think you're someone important, but you're nothing but shit — Y/n kicks Kisaki in the stomach making Tetta spit blood on the floor, Y/n grabs KIsaki's hair and pulls him back — The next time you talk shit or something to someone, I'll kill you brat! — Y/n lets go of Kisaki's hair and kicks Kisaki's ass, Y/n really wanted to hit Kisaki's head on the wall, but there was a meeting, so before he got in Y/n punches Kisaki in the mouth — Get in now, your piece of shit! — Y/n screams — And I'm not asking, I'm ordering — Y/n gives a terrifying look and Kisaki enters the meeting room. When Kisaki enters the meeting room, all the members in a matter of seconds start laughing.

— Didn't I? — Ran laughs even more at how Kisaki was — He deserved it and he deserved so much more. Oi Kisaki! Because the next time you do something with Shion, we'll kill you, Tetta Kisaki — Ran smiles sickeningly just like Y/n and everyone looks at Kisaki with contempt.

(Sorry for being short, I'm doing other fanfics so wait <3)

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[mikeysbabygirl]

𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐮 𝐨𝐫 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮?

Warning : some really cute things, Smut, 18+ Minors DNI. Tenjiku boys being head over heels for you, funny -unfunny jokes, you've been warned. We basically meet tenjiku and toman as Rin's girlfriend first than as Seishu's girlfriend.

Synopsis : this is a new concept I thought of making, I'd be making some short stories, and you'd have to chose between two Tr characters. The plot will follow eight questions, and I'm just so excited for this because I don't think I've ever seen it anywhere, Hope you'll like it !

Please don't forget to tell me your choice in comments, reblogs are appreciated so I could do other characters <3

𝑹𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒖 𝑯𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒊 :

1- How did you two met ?

There was only one empty bench press machine left, and damn Kakucho kept talking about the next mission Izana gave them. He only dreamed of one thing, finishing the workout and going home,and when the chance finally came and Kakucho started his own workout, frustration took over him not only because the machine was now occupied.

But by a girl... Like, Rindou had nothing against a girl working out, but bench press, seriously ? She literally is supposed to have boobs, why working for the pecs ?

You were at your second set-up when a shadow towered above you, looking up you were greeted by the sight of purple hues, blond and blue locks.

-" Yes ?" You inquired, still busy lifting the weight.

-" jus' wanted to let you know the squat bar's empty " he shrugged, you frowned.

-" That's great from you, thought I didn't remembered asking. "

-" Huh ?"

His frustration seemed contagious, since it started getting to you. You perfectly knew what he meant by bringing the squat bar, men at the gym could be so misogynistic. In a great effort, you put back the weight and sat up, adjusting your sport bra and peered up at him.

-" Look, there's that guy right there " you gestured toward a man who was also doing bench press. " He's also on the press, why won't you tell him the squats bar's empty ?"

A scoff left his mouth, you frowned.

Cute, he thought, the crease between your brows and eye color brightening under the light was pleasant to watch.

- " Look, princess. " The nickname sounded as venomous as a snake bite, he leaned against the bar you were sitting in, resting on his arm behind you, face only inches away from yours.

Didn't he knew personal space ?

-" I admit you did those set-ups impeccably, and you look really cute in your little outfit" that smile, that damn smile he flashed you only dreamed of wiping up.

-" But you gotta admit there's some exercises you shall leave to men, we don't want you hurting those pretty tits of yours now, would we ?"

Through the blaze igniting your nerves, you chose to crack a smile, one that took him aback. That has nothing to do with courtesy, the way you licked your lower lip and pushed him away was just a war declaration, the most divine one.

-" Sit down. " You cold stone tone took him aback, as you lied back down on a bench.

-" What ?"

-" I said, sit down. "

And there, as you looked at him, your sword-sharp glare cut right through his chest, a warmth spreading as if you really drew blood out of his heart.

-" Sit down and watch me do the men's workout. Watch me doing what you do all while I'm bleeding. "

Something happened for the very first time, in between the sweating bodies around, the loud music and cheers, he'd felt his cheeks heating and he was not even working out yet.

You were the type to go against the wind, and you blew him out.

2- How did you come to see each other again?

After days of chasing the shadow of the " annoying chick " at the gym, he finally got to talk to you again. You were not competing for the same machine again therefore the conversation was less heated than the first time. Starting with a simple teasing smile you could not help but curl everytime you see him, a nod coming from him from afar, to exchanging songs and workout playlists. You remembered the first time he'd talked about that restaurant near the gym, and remembered it was the first time you both thought of seeing each other out of the gym.

3- Your first kiss

Thinking about it with closed eyes, and there you were again in their house's rooftop. The walls inside were throbbing from the loud music of the party, and outside, the wind was playing with the fabric of your skirt and hair, soon you were startled by his familiar voice.

-" Hey Batman, do you know it's rude to run from a party someone invited you at ?"

A small smile curled your lips, the moment you turned toward him you saw him climbing from the same window you took to come there.

-" Hey Robin, I never thought you'd notice my absence honestly".

He could laugh, he could really laugh. A dozen pretty girls on his house and he spent the evening with his eyes glued on you from his DJ setup, he could really laugh.

-" Shit, I'm not your sidekick" he sat next to you on the rooftop. " And I just came here to smoke". Lie.

You only nodded, turning to look at the stars who were particularly close that night. You knew it was rude to leave the party that way, yet how could you help it ? Little by little, all those girls around him were playing with your nerves, triggering your insecurities, and Rindou seemed so unaware of every heart beat he stole from you...

-" I should probably leave, it's getting late."

Silence, it's not like you expected anything from him... Or maybe you should ?

One second away before you getting up, his hand reached for your wrist, pulling you back down, when you opened your mouth to talk, he beat you to it.

-" I always notice. Always when it comes to you. "

And there, your heart was beating like crazy in your ribcage. You turned toward him, and stole all his attention from the sky.

A starry night in front of him, but all he had eyes for was you.

-" You don't have to, we're only friends since months-"

-" Friends don't have me looking at them that way. " He tucked a hair strand behind your ear, your eyes got lost on his so close face for a second, before a light laughter escaped your mouth.

He was fascinated, for a second, how graciously your laugh danced on the night spring's wind.

-" What's so funny ?" He whispered, nose almost bumping against yours, your smile has stole his heart from the stars.

-" You. You talk like you just came straight out of a mushy novel. "

He frowned.

-" Would'ya stop running your mouth of should I fuck the breath outta you ?"

Though you still smiled, his sterner tone made your heart stumble on its own beats.

-" From the first time you knew I had no zipper in my mouth. " You rolled your eyes, only for him to grip your jaw, rather gently despite his fierce glare.

-" Oh love, I'm begging you to give me a reason to taste these lips"

It always was him striking matches and you playing with fire, and you leaned in, whispering against his lips stories of all the soon shared warmth.

-" Tell me when I'm supposed to shake from fear, 'kay Haitani ?"

Enough.

That was chemistry, your lips touching his, and it setting fire to his mind.

Moving your lips against his, sometimes brushing it with your tongue and you could already feel the heat starting to grow in your stomach. It was not even about kissing a new girl, but about how your lips fit in his, about the roughness of his hands and the softness of your cheeks, and about the grunt that escaped his mouth when you pulled away.

-" Now that's a problem " his lips grazed yours with each word, he had no strength to open his eyes to see your frown, too caught in the feeling. " Might want you to talk back more often".

4- Did he fell in love ? Did he confess ? + 5-first time he got jealous :

-" Don't follow me, I said !" Your voice raising under the rain, you were a yelling mess, wet hair and sticky dress, but you couldn't care the least as he chased you through the parking lot.

-" You don't get to tell me what I should fucking do, and don't think about raising your voice again. " His hand wrapped around your arm to turn you toward him, only for you to pull your arm away.

-" What's your fucking problem ?" He asked, frustrated at the rain soaking his clothes, and the scoff you just let out.

-" My problem, seriously ? " You yelled, voice quivering. " You just almost sent my friend to a coma and ask me what my fucking problem is ? "

-" oh " a dry laughter escaped his lips, looking away. " So it's about him, again ?"

-" Yes !" Shouting at his face, aiming a dagger at his heart. " If you've got anger issues, go see a doctor instead of sending my friends to see them ! "

He loathed anyone shouting at him, that was one of the things Rindou could absolutely not take. Clenching his fists, he made a step toward you.

-" You don't get to talk about anger issues when you're making a scene here. "

-" cause yeah obviously I'm the one who made a scene in the party " you scoffed, Rindou raised both his eyebrows, a disgusted look on his face.

-" Whoring yourself to him and you talk about making a scene ?"

It took you two seconds, experiencing the stab in your chest before answering. You just hoped he wouldn't hear the tears in your voice, the rain did a good job masking them.

-" We were dancing, and we're friends. And you don't get to call me a whore again. "

Pulling his head back slightly, Rindou was taken aback by your cold tone, so long since he's heard it, so striking...

-" Oh spare me. If you're dumb enough to think that asshole only wanted to dance don't come at me with that shit. "

Maybe his mistake was letting his heart spill too much from that sharp voice, but the second the frown between your brows disappeared into a confused face, he knew, you knew, there was no coming back.

-" let's admit there was something more than friendship " no, don't admit. The lions roaring in his head were already louder than the rain pouring. " Why would it even be your business ?"

-" I don't give a fuck about your plaything. "

-" Okay then why did you even beat him ?"

Stay away, he wanted to scream as you approached him, finger pointing to his chest. Stay away from him, with the rain all over you, with your wet hair and lashes, with your raw beauty and face. Stay away from him, you and all the things you made him feel.

-" Why ghosting me after we kissed ?" You insisted, hues digging hoes in him.

Stay away, you and your rollercoaster that made him sick and euphoric.

-" It has nothing to do with the kiss. " He clenched his jaw, nerves clearly beating from anger.

-" Why all the girls around ? Why more than usual ?"

-" Shut the fuck up..."

He was losing it, you knew, he knew, the rain knew, and sure the neighbors did.

-" Why pushing me away, Rin' ? Why me-"

-" Because I don't wanna fall in love with you, shit !"

Piercing the air, could a bullet come back after being launched ? Could the words be taken away ? After the worlds finally collided ?

And what a scene, under the rain at night, emptying your lungs at each other, spilling the heart's blood on the not so skillful tongues.

That was just the way you loved each other, intoxicating, complicated, consuming...

But at least a heart break feeling was better than no feeling at all.

-" I don't wanna fall in love with you... " He repeated the words, as if for himself this time, low tone, lost eyes, realizing he was fighting a feeling all along.

Rindou Haitani, you don't fight a feeling with bullets. You don't fight a feeling.

-" Well just don't fall in love with me!"

-" Kinda fucking too late. "

He spat his heart in your face, voice coming down, breath slowing, as well as the rain calming down.

No, a bullet never comes back once launched.

Nor words fall to deaf ears, when the hearts talk.

Nor the worlds separate once the mouths collide.

6- Your first time together :

That night, that damn same night.

Your first kiss on the rooftop was shy, clumsy, but that one, the second was messier, hungrier, angrier.

The rain came back with a vengeance, clapping on the car's window as the only witness of your chef-d'œuvre.

Passionate, so much that the lips wouldn't leave each other even when he'd be pulling your dress up your head.

-" Fuck, how 'm I supposed not to hate you when you're so perfect ?" Rhetorical question, since as soon as he finished drinking in the sight of your breasts, he leaned in to take one in his mouth, while his hands began playing with the other. You started pulling at his hair, shamelessly grinding your hips against his hard on.

And with the pneumonia having an eye for you two, screaming soaked in the night, then undressed inside a car- you even forgot to turn on the heater- never has he felt such a rush of fire and gasoline through his veins.

Clothes were thrown, in a discarded poem around the passenger seat, aching for a taste you both never had, slave of the feeling as your cunt hugged his cock for the first time, better than you'd ever dreamed of hugging him.

-" Love, you're driving me out of my fucking mind..." He whispered in your ear, biting the lobe.

-" Rin', faster, please, faster !"

-" Anything, any damn thing you want. Shit, 'm gonna fucking ruin you, carve my name in this tight pussy, yeah ?"

They say you can't love someone with your fangs ten feet deep in their artery.

or maybe no one ever said that.

But the way that love was biting on both of your fleshes made it hard to find which fangs was it, and which blood was pouring, red, so red with passion and love.

-" Gotta... Oh baby, gotta show you the love my words never could ".

7- what do his friends think about you ?

Damn Rindou and damn his tendency of keeping you in bed as long as he could. Now as a result you had to get ready for your girl's night in their apartment with the poor amount of make-up you had in your school bag, all while listening to their loud conversations downstairs.

Yes, because in addition of keeping you until you were too late to your dinner, he had a meeting and left you alone to dress and make-up.

In conclusion you had to hop in the unique outfit you had on hand, and you weren't sure it was convenient for a classy restaurant. Naturally, you thought about asking your boyfriend, what you didn't thought about was the six pair of eyes landing on you the minute you reached the kitchen.

You immediately froze, their gazes biting each uncovered inch of your body and probably tearing the fabric covering the rest. Your only anchor amidst that ocean of testosterone being your boyfriend, sitting on a chair next to his brother.

-" What... Go back to the room. " His voice changed quickly, noticing his friend's lingering gazes on you. You frowned, he perfectly knew you hated receiving orders.

-" I needed your help for something actually, before I leave " you gave him a suggestive look, one that meant get your fucking ass out of the kitchen for a second, he looked about to answer, and suddenly was cut off by the one at the edge of the table, a white haired man.

-" what's her price ?"

As much as you didn't understood what he meant, Rindou straightening his posture was enough of a sign to tell you it was not a good thing.

-" Boss, that's actually my girl"

Why was he... oh !

You frowned and looked back at the one he called " boss ", what in the three words you had said made him think you were Rindou's slut ?

The latter didn't flinched,eyes still digging holes in you before answering.

-" Cute nickname, that was not my question though. "

Okay, he's a prick. You concluded, seeking your boyfriend's help but that one was ready to break the table with clenched fists, jaw so tight it could dislocate.

-" Boss " a new voice brought everyone's attention to the owner, a scarred man with heterochromatic eyes. " I think what he meant was, that she's his girlfriend..."

Finally someone with some common sense!

-" Shut up, Kaku. You weren't solicited. "

Now you didn't knew anything about their friendship, maybe that was the reason why you got offended instead of said-Kaku when the white haired boss talked to him that way, he in fact would never feel wounded by his king.

But there was just something about, those uncommon eyes meeting the ground that stirred your heart, made you take a step toward that one and put your hand over his shoulder.

-" Hey, don't me rude to him"

Oh how you didn't even knew who you were talking to, or who you had your hand on.

Instead of even taking your order seriously, Izana's lips curled into a smile, how of a reckless butterfly, he wanted to burn those wings.

Rindou's eyes narrowed toward your hand on Kakucho's shoulder, well if you could call him Kakucho. Anyone else would've called him a blushing and stiff mess under your touch.

-" I don't know what's happening, but I'm here for the drama " That was Ran's voice, Rindou didn't even needed to check. Sure would he like to see him struggle, he still didn't swallow the fact that you were the first one he refused to share with him, when he asked for you weeks ago.

-" Why is Kakucho even the one who gets touched " Shion whined from where he was sitting on top of the counter. " He's like, the less attractive of us all".

As some scoffed, Izana sharpened his glare toward the latter yet you were faster to react.

-" Hey ! He's handsome !"

-" I'm, I... I mean" chasing the ghost of dying words, Kakucho struggled to even breathe with your enticing perfume filling his nostril, your soft touch, let alone Rindou's glare on him.

-" she only says that 'cause he stood up for her " a new voice, one you didn't knew was Mochi stated, you frowned even more.

First a slut, then a liar, what next would they accuse you of ?

-" That has nothing to do with that, I think in fact he's the most handsome of y'all, look at his face !"

Whether were you that oblivious or just playing with the poor flustered boy, his heart stumbled on its own beats the minute your brought his head against your chest, hands around his cheeks to emphasize your compliment. Stealing wide-eyed gazes from the guys around and a begining of a hard on from the one crashed against your breasts.

Could he help it though ? One pretty girl he'd never thought would even look his way holding his face so close to her heart and tits ?

-" My Room. Now. " Rindou pushed his chair, standing up and if a glance could burn you'd be nothing but ashes right now.

-" After you, babe. The most handsome here after you, sure. " You corrected, still holding Kakucho's head. And God you were usually smarter than all of them reunited, were you playing with him ? Was it your revenge at him for keeping you that long?

-" I think Kakucho died " Koko stated, gesturing to the stiff man, he snickered to himself.

-" No, he's just discovering he can actually do other things than peeing with his dick " Ran snorted quietly.

-" Gotta film his reaction when he'll know the stroke doesn't bring children". As Kokonoi and Ran were clearly enjoying themselves too much, Shion got closer to you.

-" uhm" you turned toward the boy who just tapped your shoulder. " I lack tenderness too, my mother left me when I was a kid. In a... Burning orphanage, yeah... That's why I'm so hot basically ".

Your eyes widened, hands releasing Kakucho's head and glaring at Shion.

-" If anything I'm gonna burn you after that " Kakucho mumbled, you might have missed the death stare he sent to the one who interrupted the kindest touch he'd ever received in his whole life.

-" So. Your price ?" The white haired one brought your- outraged - attention back to him. " What ? Kakucho can come too, if that's what you want".

-" Shit, why him ?"

-" yeah why him ? I literally have a heart boner for her- ouch !"

The slap echoed loud against Shion's cheek, your hand hurt but it was all worth it. Ran could testify, since him and Koko were laughing 'til tears filled their eyes.

-" go fuck yourself" you spat, disgusted by the grin he made right after.

- " Why don't you join ?"

-" Okay that's enough " Rindou who didn't found it funny at all started pushing you away of their eyes, that was the main reason why he never cared to introduce you to them. You were pretty, and cocky, but the main thing that emphasized their desire was the fact itself that you were his, their dirty hands craved nothing but the forbidden.

-" Or at least come and watch me do it !" Shion shouted from the kitchen when both of you left. Koko, recovering from his laughter answered him.

-" You're pathetic. "

-" At least I'm not bitchless, like you " the latter shrugged, yet the proud smirk on Hajime's face emphasized his curiosity.

-" Not for too long. "

Ran, who knew better than anyone Kokonoi's ways smirked with widened eyes.

-" Oh you didn't... "

-" You'll apologize to your brother, when she'll notice the business card with my penthouse address I slipped in her bag ".

𝑺𝒆𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒖 𝑰𝒏𝒖𝒊 :

1- How did you two met ?

Strange to think, your first love was the one to lead you to the second.

As if, your heart knew all along Rindou wouldn't be there. Only some days after you dropped Rindou's old ruined bike at D&D motors, thinking about surprising him with it once he got out of jail. You'd wait for him, you promised, you'd wait...

As if, his heart knew all long you were something else. Because when you walked in, between the bikes and heavy material like a daydream, sundress gently swaying with each step, the first hello didn't sounded like the last.

-" You really don't know anything about bikes, d'you ?" He crooked an eyebrow at you, then you flashed a smile and apologized for your inexperience when all you should've apologized for was stealing his breath.

That day you met Seishu.

Seishu Inui is the young boy in the road to ruin, waiting for a never coming train.

2-How did you come to see each other again?

The guards wouldn't let you see Rindou anymore, he said it was for your own good, that you deserved better than to wait for someone like him.

You spent the last weeks thinking all love ever does is break and burn and end. But every Friday you watched it begin again.

With every coffee you brought at his shop with you, picking up a piece of the stumbling mess he was and tying them together with a smile.

Through his impenetrable wall, you were the light seeping in and through his stoic face the small smile beginning. You'd watch him working on Rindou's bike, peering up at you from time to time while you rambled about your day or anything else.

Seishu Inui is the young boy in the road to ruin, staring at a light flickering at the end of that road.

3- Your first kiss

Eight months.

It took him thirty two fridays, thirty two coffees, thirty two stolen heart beats and lingering stares to ask you out.

He'd been spending the last eight months telling himself the goosebumps would die, the yearning would maybe get poisoned by the routine but it never did. Until he started missing you, not only on Fridays but with each look at the spot you usually sat on at his shop, missing you with every breath he took.

Idiotically killing time with you until every moment without you murdered his skin.

Both your outfits weren't convenient for the restaurant Kokonoi had recommended him, you laughed a little too loud when he accidentally spilled all the salt, and your arms around him felt like home when you both ran away from that bourgeois place, riding his motorcycle.

-" I'm shivering from cringe... Never again. " You laughed as you both leaned against the bike, staring at the landscape through the hilltop.

-" It wasn't... That bad " he countered, looking at you. You tilted your head and narrowed your eyes.

-" You nearly fought the waiter 'cause he wanted to open the champagne bottle for you".

-" He weighted like ninety pounds, what in hell made him think I couldn't open it myself ?"

You just rolled your eyes and turned stargazing, giving him an opening to stare at you for a while. Odd, that within just months your face had been imprinted behind every flutter of his lashes.

That such a dreamless soul like him found itself yearning for something as shallow as a face, but he swore he could dive chasm deep in every shy touch of yours.

And when you turned and met his eyes in the dark, he could never forget how home felt for the first time.

Maybe you were just playing house in the ruins of him, but then your stare made him feel like the prettiest dust.

-" You... Look good " he breathed, so so out of breath. You scoffed, a night sky lightening his perfect blue hues and he was the one complimenting you.

-" You just were in a place where every fifty years old looked better than me, please, Sei' ".

-" I don't care what you think" he cut you off, hand pulling your wrist until you were standing between his legs, facing him.

-" Cause I think you look fucking good under the moonlight. And I don't think you wanna know all the ways I crave to rip those insecurities outta ya ".

Survivor's guilt.

It made Seishu carry his own living body as a burden his whole life.

But your butterfly-light touch reached his cheek, and those wings lifted the burden out of him.

Your touch was life itself, when all he ever wanted was death. Then why was his heart suddenly so eager to breathe ? To beat?

-" I don't see how you could do this" your hand lingered on his cheek along with a playful smile on your lips.

Unfair, that he found it in your smile, shallow, so shallow...

That thing he's been searching from the bottom to the top, something to hang on, he hung on the life because there was life in your smile. Deep, so deep...

-" I... I can kiss you " he drank in the crimson adorning your cheeks. " And I think, I'm gonna kiss you now ".

Seishu Inui was the young boy in the road to ruin, staring at the light coming closer.

Because you kissed his lips, and he found his train.

The train you rode to his road.

4-Your first time :

-" Shit, is this okay ?"

He was so sweet, always asking for permission even when he was obviously painfully hard. Standing between your legs while you were sitting on his desk, somehow your shirt met the floor and Seishu's hands rested on your pants, asking for access.

-" Yes, I'm ready for you, Sei' " You answered, he grunt, kissing your lips and slowly sliding your pants down until you were in your panties and bra in front of him, and soon the latter joined your shirt on the ground.

-" Swear t'god I've never craved anyone that much " he whispered between two open mouth kisses on your breasts, enjoying your fingers tangling in his hair.

He was so overwhelmed, heat burning his guts. He couldn't bring himself to feel guilty, even with calloused fingers digging in your cotton soft skin, sharp teeth marking your pristine, not when his mouth were between your legs and yours was calling his name better than heaven had ever did.

-" Cum f'me, pretty girl. C'mon, lemme make you feel as good as you do " his soothing voice rocked you through your high, drinking your release as if you were his fountain of youth.

-" Want you " cupping his cheeks, you had that way of holding him like he could shatter anytime.

And Seishu swallowed hard, hands holding your hips. You two have been beating around the bush until the desire left you bruised and sore, but never went that far.

Fingers intertwined, eyes met.

You let him in, though it was your love who knocked at his door.

-" So fuckin' tight, love you're too good to me " he hissed, sliding with every inch he could deeper in you, deeper, he wanted every more he could rip of you, selfishly.

Seishu Inui has been living a life he believed didn't belonged to him, stolen from his sister.

And it hit him hard, once wrapped in your arms, once in a lifetime he felt that that life belonged to him, and that him belonged to you.

-" Sei', fuck, stop containing" you whined, passing your thumbs on his clenched jaw while staring him in the eyes. " Want all of you, I won't fucking break. "

Maybe not you, maybe he was the one who could break.

-" Why... " He threw his head back, sliding slowly out of you though he was dying to go faster, he couldn't, his meer touch could crash you. " Why me, you could have... "

-" Why don't you get you're important to me ?" Lifting his chin to meet his eyes, you tilted your head to the side. " You're worth it. I... I love you ".

Why'd you came like a rainstorm when he was a house of cards ?

Why'd he asked for death but had you stealing his heart and taking his breath away ?

And he'd came back to life with a harsh thrust, one that had you screaming his name until Draken probably heard it from outside the shop. He clung to you, fangs deep in your flesh. You'd bruise, you'd probably bruise from his love, but he was mesmerized by how you took all of him, his rough, his harsh, his violence and turned it into the best moans he had ever heard.

-" I... Fuck, pretty girl, gonna stretch you real good... " He kissed your neck as an apology for a harder thrust of his hips.

-" Sei', I'm close... So, so f'cking close" you whined, his thumbs wiped the few tears that slipped away from your eyes, drunk on the feeling of you, high of the look on your face.

-" keep me there, love. I'm a fucking... Begging mess, keep me in your pussy. Keep me in your heart. "

Safe and sound, because he found home between your walls.

5- what do his friends think about you?

Seishu was a secretive person. A man of few words, but ever since he befriended Draken, his friends were always trying to rip the words out of him.

Though he couldn't be humanly more closed, they found a way to figure out something has changed since few months. He was lesser and lesser hanging out with them in D&D motors after closing, suddenly using his phone more frequently, and it was honestly impossible not to smell the feminine perfume on his shirt.

They insisted, and insisted to know until snapping the last string of patience Inui had, and he had a lot. But with Chifuyu and Takemichi clinging to his butt daily, he ended up agreeing to let them know the truth behind the smile he'd flash sometimes, more frequently, recently.

He planned it all, inviting you at the usual place they ate ice cream at, having all of his friends sitting at one table while waiting for you, they'd only meet you for a meer second before he'd spare you their presence.

And God was he stressed, not that they might not like you, but scared he or they might ruin the best thing that ever happened to him.

-" Okay " Inupi brought everyone's attention to him, standing up while everyone else was sitting. He had his usual jaded expression, but Kokonoi being his childhood friend knew better.

-" When are we gonna meet her ?" Hakkai whined, impatiently looking at his already empty bowl of ice cream. Inupi frowned.

-" Hold on, I've never said you're gonna meet her " they were going to, actually. But he just, still needed some time to realize.

-" Hey don't touch me " Kokonoi brought everyone's attention, moving away from Draken who was sitting next to him on the bench.

-" Heh ? I didn't touched you, what the hell is wrong with him ?" The braided snapped back, and Hajime flashed a disgusted face.

- " you did. You touched my clothes with your dirty arm. "

-" What did you just said about my arm ?" Draken turned to face him.

-" That it was dirty, and back off. You smell like motorcycle oil, did you... Oh fuck, don't tell me you style your hair with motorcycle oil? "

-" I'm gonna cut your fucking tongue and feed it to the dogs" Draken's voice dropped dangerously as Kokonoi stuck out his tongue.

-" Guys, don't think it's time to fight. We'll meet Inui-san's girlfriend soon " Takemichi's voice cut them all, but when Inui was about to answer he has been cut off by Koko.

-" And who are you again ?"

-" You're kidding me ?" Takemichi inquired, ignoring Chifuyu's laughter. " We literally see each other at every battle ?"

-" You see him at every battle. " Draken corrected. " Motherfucker is so blind he even needs glasses to spot big ass Taiju. "

-" shut-" Kokonoi who was about to snap back at Draken been cut off by Nahoya's loud voice.

-" Is this her ???" They all turned toward where he gestured, where a woman in her mid-forties stood up.

-" seriously, who invited you ?" Seishu wearily asked, Mitsuya snickered.

-" He probably meant you have a mommy kink"

-" If someone has a mommy kink out there, it's probably you Taka' ".

-" What ? I'm not... "

-" Nah because I don't care about your mommy kink, I just can't stand his smell. Need to use the bathroom. " Kokonoi stood up, throwing a death glare toward Draken who gave him the middle finger and walked toward the bathroom.

-" Their restroom better be in a good state " Hakkai stated, quickly followed by Mitsuya.

-" Dude's as wealthy as to close the damn shop for sanitary reasons " .

-" No but seriously " you heard the one you knew as Draken saying as you approached your boyfriend from the back. " Did you really had to bring that bitch ?"

-" Excuse me ?"

Your voice stole their attention from Draken, and soon, figuring out the misunderstanding all of their eyes widened, even Inupi's usual jaded face was water under the bridge, since he was clearly having a cold feet.

-" How did you just called me ?" You repeated, passing by Inupi and getting closer to the table. Draken, who has never been impressed by a single guy just stood there, wide eyes and clenched jaw.

-" I... I swear to God, this is not what it looks like " he started.

-" Dude just chose the guiltiest statement of all time " Mitsuya desperately tapped his forehead, you narrowed your eyes at the braided blond.

-" Wait, does that mean she's the girlfriend ?" Takemichi asked, wide-eyes. You turned toward the new voice and smiled, shaking your head and offering him your hand to shake, saying your name.

-" Damn, she's hot !" Did he think he was whispering ? Because the way everyone's eyes landed on Smiley made him figure out how loud he was.

-" Yeah I mean, are you here by consent?"

-" Blink two times if you're held hostage, three times if you're paid, four if you find me handsome" A blond with green eyes leaned over the table, talking to you as you eyed him curiously.

-" Guys-" Seishu hissed through gritted teeth, yet soon cut off by Takashi.

-" That's not very nice of y'all. "

-" Yeah, especially considering how hard it must have been for Inui-San to find someone " Hakkai nodded.

-" Oh shut the fuck up, you're not helping... "

-" Can I take a picture with you ?"

-" Do you have a sister ?"

-" Do you love black cats ?"

Okay, were you predestined to be scared away by all your boyfriend's friends ?

-" No, not your business, and what ?" You inquired, strangely staring at the blond again.

-" Wait, does it mean the moans I've been hearing last time in the shop... " Draken's eyes widened as your cheeks heated. " Goddamn, Inupi. You're one lucky motherfucker".

-" is she a mother ? " the loud guy, again... " Are you a mother ?"

-" Wait so he really has a mommy kink ?" That was Hakkai, confused as hell, still blushing widely when you looked at him because damn,you were the prettiest pair of eyes to ever land on him.

-" I'm Mitsuya, by the way, but you can call me Takashi ".

That one has been the only decent one to shake the hand you stretched, and God when you smiled at him, his cheeks heated so much that he accidentally kissed your hand instead of shaking it.

-" Enough. " Calloused fingers reached for your arm, your boyfriend had never pulled you rougher next to him. " Y'all met her, now it's time to go-"

-" Wait !" Kokonoi's voice yelled from afar, as he was getting closer. " I didn't got to-"

Words died in his throat, meeting your gaze. Both of you stood there, wide eyes and stolen breaths, he remembered you, you remembered him.

-" To meet her... " His voice dropped, as his hand fell on his side, Inupi tilted his head at his childhood friend's reaction, your heart started racing faster.

Don't say it, don't say it... It still hurt as hell to remember Rindou, and the hurricane he brought in your life. Don't say it...

-" She's pretty, right ?" Nahoya smiled to Koko, which gulped down, stared at the latter and nodded.

-" She... Is. Glad to meet you " his dark eyes landed back on you, a conspicuous look sending shivers down your spine. Somehow you found the strength in you to fake a smile.

-" Nice to meet you two ".

He knew you were Rindou's ex, the one who caught his co-worker's eyes, the one who caught his too. But he saw the lightness by which Inupi's touch lingered on your back, the slight curl of his lips seeing the smile you gave to his childhood friend, no, he would not ruin that. Not with something long gone.

-" Guess we're done here now " Seishu, with his arm on your back started guiding you toward a different bench, knocking damn too good his friend's would be talking behind his back.

-" Okay, how the hell did he managed to find himself such a hot stuff ?"

-" I read somewhere that girls love sad eyes " Chifuyu stated.

-" Well, he didn't sounded that sad, fucking her dumb on my desk. " Draken added.

-" Did he called her mommy ?"

-" What ? Fuck, bro I don't know ? What the hell ?"

-" You guys are gross... " That was Kokonoi, tired of life.

-" Okay but now I'm curious. " Souya who As been silent brought everyone's attention to him. " Inupi's a blondie, but are Blondies actually... Blond, down there ?"

-" Oh fuck you... "

6- Does he get jealous ?

Living as the shadow of someone already long gone, Seishu's eyes were accustomed to the darkness of always being the second choice. It was alright, until you put him for the first time under the spotlight, there was only him for you and that, that was the most addictive drug he could ever think of.

Because it's been almost two years and when Ran called you to let you know they were out of jail, you've seen all the world you built away from the Haitani shatter. He just asked how you were doing, and you offered to meet him to give him the bike you planned to gift his brother first, it would be better to give it back to Ran instead.

" whose bike is it ?" The question has been holding the tiniest corner of his mind, dusting and dusting until it was old and gray enough. But the day you showed at the shop to bring it back with you, he watched that poisonous flower bloom again, and somehow the words were too sharp for his tongue to utter.

Alas giving someone the power to fill the bullet holes in your heart, also means giving them, the bullets that goes with.

Because that was not Ran, who showed up. He knew it because, he promised himself, just a glimpse of who you were meeting and he'd go back to the shop.

-" here. " You launched the keys toward him, he caught them in a nick of time. " You'll tell Ran for me, that I thought he was a man of his word, unfortunately he's just a boy who likes to talk. "

As you went to turn around, Rindou's hand reached for you wrist, turning you toward him. Seishu nearly threw his bike away to come, but he saw you already could do without him.

- " Don't fucking touch me" you warned, pulling your wrist away, raising your voice. Rindou sighed and raised both his palms in the air.

-" Okay, okay! Just please listen to me, you don't have to talk, just listen. "

You scoffed, crossing your arms against your chest, and he waited for you to talk but you didn't, it surprised him that you would actually listen to him.

-" Look, I know this doesn’t make up for anything, but… I did it for you. So you’d be safe. Because I… care about you. A lot. "

Another scoff left your mouth, gaining a frown from him.

-" I'm serious, I... I could've never protected you-"

-" Did I ever asked you to protect me ?" You cut off, a sarcastic smile on.

-" You don't have to ask me to, you're my girl-"

-" Was. " You corrected, he gulped down.

-" Was " he admitted. " But what we had was- fuck" running a hand through his hair, he slightly turned to look away because damn your gaze was still as intense as ever.

-" I won't go around pretending what we had- you, were not the best fucking thing to ever happen to me. "

It truly has been, and damned would he ever be if he couldn't see a blessing when it looks him right in the eyes.

-" You have some nerves... Coming here and talking about what we had, when you were the one to ruin it. "

-" Back off !" You added when he made a step toward you. Through his clenched jaw you could see he was holding back, not used to anyone giving him such a cold shoulder.

-" You can hate me all you want, I'd never regret putting you before my own damn happiness. And you have some nerves assuming, for a selfish motherfucker like me, it wasn't torture to push you away. "

That was why you wanted to see Ran, because deep down you knew Rindou Haitani cut too deep in your skin for time to ever heal you from him. That was unfair, that with some words and his lilac hues, that pathetic expression on his face could make you question everything.

-" I don't know what you want from me... " Your voice dropped, Seishu's heart too...

And maybe that heart was glass and you dropped it.

- " I moved on, I... "

-" I could act like the good guy " Rindou approached you, testing the waters. " tell you It doesn't matter if you forgive me or not, that I just wanted you to know the truth. "

A scoff left his lips, his hand reached for your chin to tilt your head up.

-" But we both know I'm not the good guy, and we both know ain't stopping until I gotcha back to my house. "

-" Rin', no " you pushed him away, and though it hurt, he took it, he would wait.

-" You ain't gotta make your mind up right now, I waited for two years. And I'd wait a whole fucking lifetime if that means I'll got my girl back. "

But a whole fucking lifetime won't be enough collecting all the pieces of your heart you split to both the guys...

7- Did he confess ?

All along he thought he got himself tied together with a knot, a frayed knot.

Indeed funny to think all along there was that invisible string tying him to you, main reason why he couldn't ignore the tide pulling him to you through the last days where he tried ignoring you.

That tide, the moon, and him standing in your front porch.

-" Oh, a ghost " you joked, leaning against the door frame.

Funny because he perfectly knew, as much as he has been a shadow along his life, he would never be a ghost to you.

-" I've been " he made a step toward the door, scratching the back of his neck. " Quite busy with the shop and... The bikes "

-" Hm, hm hm yeah... And without lying what does it look like ?"

Seishu froze, but you flashed a playful smile that made him warm up.

-" I've been... Thinking "

Okay, this is serious. You concluded, smile faltering as you invited him inside, but he only ran a hand through his hair and stood there.

-" I... I need to know, do you... "

-" Yes ?" You insisted, tilting your head.

-" Do you still love him ?"

Your heart missed a beat, swallowing hard, you bit your lower lip, something you got from Seishu.

-" How do you... "

-" No because I just... Need to know, if I'm... "

He couldn't believe the words in his mind, so many years building an arsenal, watching it falter with insecurities.

-" Enough ? "

Just the way his voice dropped slightly had your hand flying to your mouth.

No, no no it wasn't what you meant. You wanted to break his guards, not his heart.

-" Baby, you're... Shit, you're more than enough " you approached him, holding his hand in yours, and God did the moon shine brighter when those pretty lips of him curled with a smile looking at your intertwined fingers.

-" I like the way your hands fit in mine " he uttered. It might be wrong, his hands tough, but yours were warm and it told him there you belonged. " And, the smell of your conditioner on my pillows. Recently I can't go a day without the coffee you bring-"

-" I kinda knew that one " you smiled too, but when his eyes met yours, it fell.

-" What I'm tryna say is, I'm a one man wrecking ball. "

A waste, all his life he was perceived as a waste. But he fit so, so well in your hands, and inside you. Could you call a waste when it found where it belonged to ?

-" And, I shouldn't even have lived in the first place-"

-" Seish-"

-" Shut the fuck up. " Your face has been wrapped between his calloused fingers. " But you. You m'pretty girl, hold my face like glass. As if the cursed man I am couldn't break you in one single touch. "

-" I don't get what you mean..."

-" Would you stop interrupting ?" His jaded eyes bored in your soul, and you were suddenly obedient.

-" I wasn't supposed to live. "

With each word, your heart breaks a little but you chose to let him go on.

-" I hate that I have to be alive instead of her... "

You knew he talked about his sister, he'd told you about the tragedy once, you could never forget the look in his eyes as he told you those tales...

And though he has never wanted to hang on

-" And I hate that you make me love to live a life that's not mine. "

Still he was only an outcast who found home.

-" but in you, I found me. "

Holding your face in his hands, Seishu and the young boy in the road to ruin finally parted ways.

-" And in you, I found love. "

Now how to put together a heart tore up in two ?

When love comes in two, who could you chose ?

Oh god I've put my whole heart into this, And honestly I wouldn't know who to chose but DON'T YOU FORGET TELLING ME WHICH ONE YOU CHOSE.

Reblogs are appreciated 🖤

Tell me if you guys like this new concept so I can do other characters, and tell me if you have ideas of who you want me to put together !

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« characters - demon brothers »

« gender neutral reader »

« pairing - platonic »

« notes - repost from my old blog so there's a chance you might have read it »

Nobody had replaced you. Not really. It was perhaps difficult to accept that the brothers had gotten busier. At the end of the day, you were only human and bitter feelings crept in even when you didn’t want those to. Anxiety and overthinking were the real demons you should have looked out for but that was no easy feat so you were left exhausted owing to the burden.

Rituals that had been running since you became friends with the brothers began to crumble while you felt left behind. When was the last time that their backs had seemed so far ahead, so out of reach?

Never.

Movie night with Mammon? He wanted to, but the new exchange student got into trouble again after they encountered a demon and ran away — which was a justifiable reason — only to lose their way. When Lucifer found them hours later, they were shaking like a leaf and refused to listen to him. Not knowing how to deal with it, he punished Mammon to relieve himself of the guilt of his incompetence. Now, you were talking to a strung up Mammon who couldn’t risk asking you for help. Your best man was looking out for you because Lucifer would be mad if you got involved in it, but his tsundere tendencies didn’t allow him to communicate properly. It felt like he was dismissing your help, that he would rather not be with you now that he had another ‘charge’ to take care of.

Gaming nights with Levi? The appearance of a new person and the tension in the air at H.O.L made the otaku shut himself up. He was under the impression that you would want to spend more time with a human than a yucky otaku demon who had quite literally attacked you. Who wouldn’t after all he had done? For you, it felt as if he preferred games to you even though he was trying to cope by playing the ones that reminded him of you.

Reading with Satan? Lucifer seemed extremely stressed these days due to the added workload and this demon was recruiting new members to the Anti Lucifer league to plan the annihilation of the Avatar of Pride. At long last, he would overthrow the tyrant! Hahahahahah. No, he wasn’t trying to get rid of you. His hyperfixations could be quite… scary and sometimes he forgot himself owing to his need to be acknowledged.

Spa sessions with Asmo? He had a shoot coming up! Sorry hon, but he needed a rain check. He intentionally didn't tell you how the first preference for the shoot was Mammon but because the Avatar of Greed already had other engagements, they hired Asmo. It stung and took a huge blow at his self confidence. So, he wanted to do some soul searching where he would try to remind himself that he's the best. MC, just wait for the shoot to finish. He would show you the results proudly and voice his complaints about Mammon! Waiting, however, felt like the only thing you were doing recently and that made you… distraught.

Beelzebub was supposed to be their new bodyguard because Mammon was incompetent. So, hanging out with him didn't seem like the best option. He would already be distracted by his hunger while having to keep an eye on the nervous exchange student to pay attention to you. Maybe it was better to live with the memories of being acknowledged than stay long enough to be forgotten and ignored? Your presence might make matters worse. So, you couldn’t fully enjoy sitting on his back while he did his exercise. Despite the skinship, there seemed to be a wide wall between the two of you.

Cuddle nights with Belphegor were a restless ordeal. He kept getting nightmares about what he had done to you in the past. It was unforgivable. A new defenceless human shouldn’t be allowed in his vicinity. His sleep was filled with horrors that he couldn’t put into words because you were in all of them. How was he supposed to admit it? The gap widened till he curled himself up in a little corner in the attic. It widened till you couldn’t bear to see him anymore.

After some contemplation, you concluded that you were not needed. Perhaps there wasn’t any reason for you to feel that way but you were scared of being abandoned, forgotten. Rational thoughts had deserted you.

So, you did what felt best.

You ran away from H.O.L. Maybe they wouldn’t notice since they seemed busy these days.

But they did notice.

Everyday, they waited for meal times so that they could enjoy your company. Despite their busy schedules, they had always made it a point to spend some time together while eating. Seeing your smiling face or talking to you about your problems seemed to make the brother's food taste better.

When you didn’t show up, even Beel felt his appetite wane as he followed his brothers to go search for you. Lucifer almost threw his D.D.D away in frustration when you wouldn’t pick up. Mammon was on the verge of tears. Leviathan tried contacting you on every social media account you had. Satan tried communicating with cats to ask if they had seen you after some of his helpful acquaintances were notified. Asmo frowned and had to be restrained before he declared on Devilgram that you had been kidnapped. He reasoned that his fans might help! Beel followed Lucifer’s orders and started contacting the Purgatory boys while Belphie looked alert and ready to take charge.

When they learned of your whereabouts, they rushed to the destination. Lucifer stayed back, waiting impatiently for Simeon to take care of the exchange student while nobody else was at H.O.L. He paced the room impatiently and contacted Beel every ten (in reality it was two) minutes, asking after you. Not a moment passed when his mind was free of you.

They were worried sick. All of them.

They needed to make sure that you were safe.

Lucifer might have been the last one to arrive but he was the first one to hug you. The others followed suit and held you close.

Tears were shed, vulnerable thoughts were let out, apologies were exchanged.

You didn’t know whose chest you cried on or whose hand reassuringly ran down your head. You only knew affection in the moment.

Lucifer whispered in your ear. It sounded like a faraway euphony of one who wasn’t used to proclaiming his feelings freely but it echoed in your mind with truth and love.

“MC, you can never replace family and that’s what you mean to us.”

The others grunted in unison and tightened the bear hug.

It was a vow.

You will always be remembered.

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Hi, how are you? I read your work, “It hurts when I realize I’ll never mean that much to someone, and it’s all my fault”, and I would like to request a sequel? Could you please include sanzu, rindou, baji and mikey? It also doesn’t have to be those characters, you can choose whoever, but I’d love to see sanzu especially! Thank you for your hard work and if you take the time to consider this! Love your works and small note, for English not being your mother language, it seems near perfect!❤️❤️

Thank you so much for your kind words, anon! I hope my future works will bring the same amout of joy as now!

And sorry for the delay!

I won't include Mikey and Baji, I don't rlly have ideas for them

It hurts when I realize I’ll never mean that much to someone, and it's all my fault. - the sequel [x reader]

ft. kakucho hitto, shinichiro sano, ran haitani, shion madarame + sanzu haruchiyo, rindou haitani

; when the turn tables. once, you were nothing to them, despite all of your efforts, now, fed up with all the pain they made you go through, they became nothing to you. ;

genre: heavy angst, no comfort at all (only fluff at rindou's ending)

tw!!: gn!reader, one-sided firendship/relationship, gun pointing, mentions of abuse, bullying, mentions of blood, abuse, cheating, reader snapping at the end, murder, mentions of suicide, alcohol problems, drug abusing, seizures, self-harm, necrophilia

kakucho (sequel).

Never in his life people have been so important to him, so important that their words pierced like a pitchfork.

He knew he was a villain, he knew he hurt innocent people, and this has never bothered him until now. So, how could you, a mere citizen, make him feel sick to his guts, make him tear up, cry, and coop himself up in a tiny room filled to the brim with dirty laundry.

Something deep in him knew you were special, despite all of the years denying you and assuming you're vile. In the end his anger issues and trust issues won, but at what cost?

You were able to help him, eradicate his pain and suffering, color his life and bring some joy. However, he missed his chance and now he's left only with the shotgun and cigarettes in his hand.

shinichiro (sequel).

He knew he hurt you and went over your limits, so it didn't shock him you were never willing to forgive him.

It was understandable, he left a deep wound that led to you losing your spark, miserable and insecure even until today and refusing to let others near you, embarassed to even show your face. He made you cry and isolate yourself as excruciating thoughts of ''never being good enough'' were flashing through your mind all these years.

He lost your trust for people that don't even reach up to him anymore, he doesn't even remember them himself.

Sano was smoking in front of your school, carefully watching how you were sitting under a tree, using your laptop and munching on your lunch. He was smiling at the sight of you tapping with your fingers on the device and taking your time to think of what to write down, even after the awkward encounter.

As he finished the cigarette, Shinichiro glanced once more at your figure, running towards the school entrance. He chuckled and turned around heading to his shop.

. . . .

Realizing his fate laying down on the floor as blood was pouring out of his head, the muffled police and ambulance sirens getting weaker as he starts losing his consciousness, Shinichiro was happy you were one of the last people he saw this day.

But you were not happy that your last goodbye with him was with his cold body in a coffin.

ran (sequel)

To his surprise he got over it pretty quickly, cursing the day he cried in front of you, instead of just killing you and that twink of a guard. He claims that he's gotten over it all, but even after months this encounter is still causing him random anger outbursts, driving him to insanity and even a desire to kill his own brother just to alleviate his anger. Ran seemed way more erratic, unstable and quick to anger as days passed by. The man tried to ease this by sleeping with women, but lowered his guard and ended up used by every single one of them.

Now he knew what it was like, being used up and then thrown on the ground, laughed at and left overthinking everything from the past weeks with a bottle of liquor and puffy, sleepless expression.

He also lost custody of his child and the mother filed a restraining order against both of them after he hit her and his child.

Ran stalked you, waiting for the perfect day to get his revenge. However you're not stupid, you knew he would be a pain in the ass and hired a guard, who works for another, albeit small, powerful mafia.

He deleted all of his social media, stopped going that much outside and settled down to work from home, eradicated all evidence of his exsistence, just so you think he's dead or just dissappeared, lower your guard and blunt your intuition. He bought extentions, dyed his hair to match them, and dressed blandly. Eventually he was able to abduct you and lock you in his basement, turning you into his favourite toy.

Even after your heart stopped beating, he was still enjoying the feeling of you between his thighs.

Is this what insanity feels like?

shion. (sequel)

His mind was still conscious while you were assaulting him, ruthlessly impaling him with the sharp item in your hand. He was able to process a glimpse of the things you were doing to him, a tiny teardrop going down his cheeks, as his eyes lost all color. He attempted to reach for your chin and feel you for the last time, but this is when you did the fatal blow that ended his life.

You opened your leather backpack and took out the food you bought before, casually sitting on his lifeless body, eating as the burger buns soaked the blood on your hands. ''It tastes better with a nice view.'' you mumbled.

Couple of years passed and you were sitting there, looking at your new lover, who happened to resemble Shion immaculately. The hair, the stern look, the physique. All the same. But at the same time radically different in spiritual terms. His demeanor meek and gentle. You felt the chills every time you looked in his eyes for longer than 2 seconds, reminiscing your past with the blonde.

It felt weird, anxiety creeping on your bones and nerves when he approaches you, still not over your abusive ex, the resemblance was uncanny. And the memories of you almost beheading him oftentimes flashed through your mind, what matters is that nobody will ever find out. You have your own tricks on how to get away with murder.

sanzu (+sequel)

Your mind was going in all shades of the rainbow as Sanzu was screaming at you in gibberish, equally as high as you.

He managed to get you into taking drugs with him so it could be easier to mentally damage you and chain you to himself. He succeeded, you were addicted to him and his pills, waiting eagerly everyday for your dose of brief embarking in another universe. Your brain was fried and you were on the verge of blacking out, just like every night. You don't know why aren't you already used to it. His screeching pounding on the inside of your skull, your eyes bloodshot red from the lack of sleep and you not blinking at all, staring at one spot, shaking like a leaf.

- You're nothing without me! You're miserable, you are ready to follow like a dog, drenching yourself with a concoction of tears and blood for someone else's benefit, you're worthless and have absolutely no value!

Overdosing on those potent drugs tickled his anger issues and made him almost kill you every time he encountered you while in this state, you were about to go in your room when he threw a chair at you and it hit your ankle, causing you to fall down and shriek in pain. You were unable to move, you were already tired from crying and skipping meals, hugging yourself as cold sweat went down your body.

-L-leave me a-al- you couldn't even finish a sentence without stuttering and zoning out or forgetting how to pronounce words.

-Oh heck yeah I will leave you alone, I will leave you here crying and screeching while I go on with my life and fuck others relentlessly while you are only left with missing my touch and drugs, craving me like a piece of meat! The others will be screaming my name and ending drenched in my juices and you still won't even have the courage to leave me.

You've known him since childhood, you grew up together, played games, and crushed on each other. However due to your strict upbringing, both of you waited until you were old enough to handle a relationship, but everything got worse over the years, with Sanzu's overflowing worshipping of Mikey and his growing intimacy with pills, and your deteriorating relationship with your parents, mental state, failures and you losing yourself over someone who didn't even love you.

The cheating, the manipulation, the abuse, this wasn't the Sanzu you grew up and played hopscotch with, you didn't even know who he had become. You were desperate to make things work, and forced yourself to dodrugs with him, hoping he will at least love you more if you shared ''hobbies''. And there he was now, proving once again all your work was futile, using the most dastardly words known to human to degrade you and make you feel small in your own house. You knew you would still feel pain, but consented anyways, because deep down was a searing love for this man.

You still loved him, every time you were sober, you were there to help him with the headaches and stomachaches, patched up his wounds. Sanzu never talked to you when he was sober, though, he ignored you and only paid attention to you only if it was related to his gang or using you to his advantage.

He even reached so far to make you watch him have the most gut-wrenching intercourse with a random cheap lowlife he hooked up with, enjoying how you cry for him and whimper in hurt and betrayal.

Sanzu liked to see you beg for the smallest things. He just felt like nagging with you all the time, so he tried his best to find the smallest mistakes and nitpick on them, growing the stems of your insecurities.

There were days where he didn't even look at you, slept on the couch, made himself food, and just acted like you were an inanimate object. Walked past you and didn't bat an eye if he accidentaly bumped into you. Your sanity depended on his mood and behavior.

The silence between you was loud, too loud it made your head hurt and feel heavy. He would take all your money, because ''you didn't deserve them since you don't bring anything to the table'', took away everything he didn't like that you buy because ''it's too ugly in his opinion''.

He did try leaving you, but he wasn't able to manipulate other people into staying with him, nobody was able to stand his erratic behaviour when he was high. You were feeble-minded and he already managed to imprison you and make you his puppy, so why leave you and waste all his ''effort''?

The day you snapped is engraved between his brain folds, the way you looked, the tears, the blood from your body, the messy hair, the torn clothes, your words filled with poison and pain. And especially, your eyes filled with fury and contempt. It was the first time he felt hurt seeing what his tomfoolery led you to.

. . . . . .

You overdosed on pills, cut your hair, cried and inflicted harm on yourself. Sanzu was sober, to his surprise, but finally saw what it was like being high, you were just an alternative version of his intoxicated state. You've had enough of this torture of a relationship.

- Y/n...? Did you fucking inhale my damn pills? - Sanzu tried hiding the shaking of his voice, but didn't succeed.

- N-no, I-i just - something in you snapped all of a sudden and you impulsively took a sharp glass shard from the broken bottle of alcohol you drank alongside the pills. Glenfarclas 12 year old single malt scotch whisky, both of you's favourite alcohol, drinking a glass of it after a fight to soothe the bitterness between you. Something propelled you to scream like crazy and swing the piece trying to impale the person you once called your lover, who was evading all of it, but tripped and fell to his nates.

Sanzu tried to look stern, but he was panting like crazy and looking around in panic, trying to find a way to escape. But when he turned his head towards you, suddenly, your eyes had a different sparkle and emotion in them that made him relax. Even if you wanted him dead that moment, he still managed to hit your soft spot with just his presence. All of your memories together, good and bad, he is still Haruchiyo Akashi. You still held hope. Whilst reaching out to hug him, your hands drowning in blood, yearning to hug him and feel his hands wrap around you like a precious ornament, suddenly your eyes went upward, mind and vision blank. You started having a seizure, but he didn't want to call an ambulance, as they will inform the police and arrest him for drug possesion. Instinctively, he grabbed his bag and ran away, leaving you there.

You had a brain hemorrhage, the pills and alcohol shutted down everything in your system, causing you to flatline. He just left you there to decompose.

The neighbors found you when the stench of your rotting carcass was spreading around, weeks after the incident. You were cremated by your parents' wish, because you had no ''true'' family in the first place that would want to burden themselves to cover the expenses of the funeral, but they kept your ashes in a small urn in your old bedroom.

. . . .

Ten years, ten damned years and this was still making him go insane. After the accident with you his life went downhill. He couldn't focus on his work, increased his dose and failed to complete everything he was assigned. He pretended to not give a shit about you, not at all, or at least he tried, albeit failing.

He actually felt something.... could it be, despondency? From a person who he saw as nothing? He lost his precious toy, the only person who could handle him. Eventually he was kicked out from the gang, got submerged with bills and debt, and ended up homeless, with stubble on his face and alopecia because of the severe stress he was subjected to.

Every time he remembered you his stomach was tickling, he realized he had a close bond with you, he realized you could've actually help him and drag him out of the shithole and help him reach the catharsis of becoming a better self. Since early childhood you saved him from thousands of troubles he involved himself into, gave your sholder for him to cry on, allowed him to be vulnerable in your embrace and filled his body with a new, purer blood, and now you're gone, probably laughing at him from the outerworld. Sanzu was not able to afford drugs anymore, and his sobriety stabilized his senses, and he realized how special you were. The only beam of hope and warmth.

Thankfully the apartment you died in was never rented by anyone. Rumours swiftly spread after your death, people thought your ghost was roaming there and were too scared to even glance at the front door engulfed in spider webs. Sanzu often visited the place to sleep in and stared at the dry blood on the ground and walls, crying and cursing himself for leading you to this.

rindou (+sequel)

The feeling of being overpowered by his brother and constantly living in his shadow plagued Rindou's mind. All the applause and credit for the hard work he was busting his ass for was aimed at his brother. Ran was the one who took the credit and profited more, leading him into becoming an insufferable stuck-up, who only got in his way, as Rindou was always saying.

His inferiority complex rooted from there his mental state and confidence went downhill, and he couldn't stand still nor remain calm without some form of reassurance, so he frequently organized pity parties and his co-workers had to bear with his whining. Unfortunately you were the victim of the self-conscious man, allowing yourself to fall into a trap of thorns and venomous snakes piercing your spiritual flesh. Rindou made sure to make you pity him, to make you feel the same way he does, just so he could ease his soul.

He loved you, he really did, so he wanted to share emotions with you, he wanted to teach you to be strong, so you don't get hurt just like him. From trying to stop you from doing what you love and saying how awful you are to even hiding all your stuff just so you don't experience the joy of succeeding in something, just because of his own bullshit.

You still wanted to work somewhere, you wanted your own money, because Rindou would never spoil you or give you anything money related, because he perceived them as the only reward he will ever recieve. He would even go far as to complete tasks assigned for you and gain all the credit.

- Baby, please, let me finish my work! - you pleaded as he was holding your laptop, deleting the files you spent days working on

You felt your blood boil, but the only thing you could do is watch him how he sat on the couch and continued writing, not even bothering to look at you or react to your cries.

- Make me food, please, I have a lot of work to do.

He deemed you weak if you cried, the only time he could try and apologize was when he had a hidden objective to fuck you. By his words, this was the only way to teach you how life actually works, so he didn't actually do any harm, at least that's what he preached. Rindou would seek empathy from you constantly, even after he mentally destroyed you just seconds ago.

Rindou took some rest from work. He loved spending time with you and analyzing every reaction you show as he was sitting on the couch with his hands intertwined infront of his mouth. The man slept almost all day with you, until sunset and still woke up before you. One blissful afternoon, right when the cocktail of sunset's colors were engulfing the sky, placing your head on his chest, you closed your eyes and fell into a deep slumber.

- Y/n, baby? - after what seemed for an hour he shook you awake from the nap you were taking on his chest, snuggled in a silk bedsheet as the sunset colors were touching the room

- Mhh, yes, honey? - you stood up and lazily rubbed your eyes, leaning in for a kiss

- I am worried. Now Ran will have even more time boasting about stuff he didn't do and will make me seem like a loser... and now I'm yet again useless, and he is currently probably living his best life, our co-workers praising him. - he said as a forced sigh came out of his mouth

The same questions, the same statement, for the 3rd time today. Your whole mood sunk to the ground and you tried to conceal your sigh of exasperation with a sweet smile on your face. He woke you up from your peaceful dream just to act like a brat.

- No, baby, you're better than him for the sole reason you do something productive, he's only there for decor, once people realize how useless he is you will gain your fame and he will be swiftly forgotten.

Rindou wrinkled his nose in disbelief, turning his head around and scoffed. This was one of his master tricks to receive a double shot of ego boost and new ideas to make you feel inferior to him. Even his own brother warned you about this behaviour, even encouraged you to run away as soon as you can, unfortunately you were taking a swim in pink clouds.

- Nah, you're still drowsy you can't even process information right now. I know you think of him all the time when I happen to fail, because you wished someone more competent was in your life.

- You know what? Yeah, you're actually a sore loser. - you blurted out with a raspy voice. Getting up from the bed, you went to the bathroom and took a fast shower. Grabbing the sexiest outfit you could find, fixing your hair, not even acknowledging Rindou's piercing glare. After half an hour you and aimed to the door, swinging your hips and leaving a trail of a heavy yet alluring perfume, the one you usually get more compliments for

- And where are you going? - Rindou asked as he was blocking your way to the entrance, towering over you, eyes filled with emptiness

- I am sick of being your punching bag, Rindou. Have you ever wondered why you're so miserable? Because you're weak, and if you go on with it, your brother will continue overshadowing you while you remain at the bottom. Grow a thicker skin and move on instead of asking for pity all the time. You're a child trapped in a grown man's body.

Before rushing out, you turned around and approached him. Towering over his laying figure, you began your taunting session.

- It's funny how you think that the only way to cope with the fact that you're insecure is by projecting your own issues onto others. Has Ran ever been laughed at and pitied? No. He's a real man who can handle his emotions and manage to do his own work without the help of his illiterate brother. Have you actually wondered why you're always the laughingstock? Tried to talk to your brother? You only sit and whine like a whore. All this time the ''work'' you've been doing for him was constantly the subject of a good laughter. You never acutally did your job correctly out of spite towards your own blood, but Ran had to correct you and then he enjoyed himself with a glass of whine, laughing at your kindergarten-level grammar mistakes with your co-workers while I'm sitting on his lap. His fame is deserved, and you will always remain in his shadow, alone and insecure, just how it should be.

You ran outside from the backdoor and head towards Ran's place, taking Rindou's car. You wanted to finally feel loved, and you remembered a conversation you had with Ran when your relationship with Rindou had just begun.

Your first conversation with the older Haitani was behind their bar, while you were waiting for Rindou to arrive. It took Ran embarrassingly long time until he broke the silence while

- My brother will damage you, angel. A pretty face like you doesn't deserve to be bothered with my brother's twisted fantasies of what a relationship is. I will make your life better.

You huffed in annoyance and crossed your arms, twitching an eyebrow and averting your gaze to somewhere else.

- Rindou always warned me about you, how you're always trying to steal everything from him, how you hate his guts and enjoy his suffering and blah blah. I know these old dusty tricks, I ain't getting fooled. You're always trying to overshadow him and steal his happiness away, and now even me, but I don't even like you. I know you're lying, you're a disgrace of a brother and never deserved your fame.

Looking back at this you realized how horribly wrong you were about your thoughtless trust in Rindou's words towards his brother. Fortunately Ran was not annoyed nor agitated, but still offered you help and shelter for when you realize that you were wrong about him. And there you were, kissing his lips and rubbing against him with unabashed passion and lust.

- I knew you will come to me, baby, I've waited so long for you. - he said as he moved his hips to match your rythm.

You spent the night with him, getting drunk and nasty. You unveiled a side of you that even you weren't aware you had, but it was an unbelievable night mixed with lecherous emotions. Ran was able to make you relax and be yourself without. You felt wanted, appreciated and all your craving needs were fulfilled this very night.

- No wonder you are the better brother. - you exclaimed in a slight laughter while hugging Ran's bare chest, sweaty from what was like your fourth session already

He smirked and turned to face you, embracing your figure under the moonlight creeping through the small gaps in his curtains. However, this sweety-lovely moment was swiftly ruined by Rindou kicking the door to Ran's bedroom, eyes filled with frenzied fury. Ran jolted and grabbed his gun that was on his nightstand, pointed it at his own brother and covered your figure with the blankets.

- What the fuck are you doing here, Rindou!

- Oh, no, dear brother, what are YOU doing with my lover! - Rindou screeched as he threw himsef on him.

Ran didn't want to harm him, but protecting you was his current priority, he managed to shoot Rindou in his shoulder and knock him down as he screamed in pain, holding his bleeding gash for dear life, his vision going blurry from all the anguish he was feeling. As much as he despised his brother's attitude and wanted him gone, Ran took him to the ER with you for his wound to be taken care of. The older lad tried to play it smooth but the anxiety could be spotted in his eyes and his hands were shaking.

You were sitting in front of the room Rindou was in, cold, still and stiff, looking at the ground and refusing to make eye contact with the older Haitani, who was sitting next to you, one arm massaging your nape.

After what seemed like an eternity, one of the surgeons left the room. Mikey, Sanzu, Kakucho and Kokonoi were already there. The surgeon's merry expression eased the atmosphere and it felt like all the world's weight came off all of you's shoulders.

- The boy is in a decent condition and we removed the bullet successfully. However, we have a suspicion his glenohumeral joint and humerus are affected. We have to perform an x-ray and a neurovascular exam to see if any bones are broken. But keep in mind if something is affected, the rehabilitation process involves gradually increasing activities to restore muscle strength, joint motion and flexibility. Now he needs to rest and is currently sound asleep.

Everyone smiled and cheered that Rindou made it alive. For a moment Ran thought he had affected a vital organ, fortunately he didn't. You felt tears coming out of your tears, becoming a potion of emotions as Ran wrapped his hands around you. Both of you felt immense guilt forming inside, mixed with sadness and joy. You were blaming yourself for everything and couldn't think how you will ever muster the courage to ever speak to Rin again or even look him in the eyes.

- Do you want a ride home? I can see both of you are tired and need some rest. - Kakucho mumbled as he was spinning his car keys on his finger

- We wouldn't mind, I will come pick my car tomorrow, my hands are too shaky to handle the wheel. - Ran retorted and thanked his friend

The ride home was awkward. Ran's arm was caressing your exposed thigh as you were snuggled in his jacket, staring outside the window. Everything seemed fuzzier and faster than usual, probably because you were lost in thoughts about Rindou. Ran was staring lovingly at your features and brushed your hair with his fingers, which snapped you out from your contemplations.

- How are you feeling, sweetcheeks?

- Could've been better. I want to go home and just fall asleep.. - you retorted and snuggled in him, wrapping a hand around his waist

He kissed the top of your head and brushed your hair and massaged your scalp, which led you to fall asleep under his touch. Ran carried you bridal style to his bedroom and placed you to sleep. You woke up some time later with his broad figure laying next to you to change your clothes.

- I think we need to cease our relations for now. For Rindou. I don't want to do him even dirtier than I've already did. - you nodded and hummed in approval, then went back to sleep

. . . .

Rindou got discharged with a fracture in his humerus and a torn glenohumeral joint. He didn't seem to be upset nor was acting maliciously towards both of you. What was even weirder was the fact he is happier than his usual self, albeit after your betrayal. He was constantly under yours and Ran's surveillance.

Both of you were sitting at a bench, waiting for the older Haitani to come back with the drinks and food. You were playing with a street cat that approached you, and Rin was smiling at your interactions.

- Can you put it on my lap?

You obliged and placed the silver tabby on his lap, who seemed not to mind at all and made itself comfortable. A very obedient and cuddly creature that took a liking to the younger Haitani. The cat transformed itself into a loaf and sat there. You were smiling and petting the purring animal, just when Ran came back with the food.

- What a lovely creature, but be careful, it might have fleas. - he scoffed and sat down

- There isn't a bigger sucker than you, brother. - Rindou slyly added and made u giggle, to which Ran threw his drink in his face

All of you sat there, eating peacefully and discussing random matters, giving the tabby some food too, arguing about it's gender, what name to give it and where will it live. There was a moment of silence after before Rindou spoke up.

- I'm not mad. Contrary, I even have a proposal. - that part made you and Ran choke, staring at Rindou with both worry and anticipation - why don't we engage in polyamory?

That sentence perplexed you. Your face was beet red and you almost dropped your food. Your lost all color from your skin when you turned to Ran, who was smiling like a cocaine addict nodding in acceptance

- Ran?? Rindou?? You're okay with this? - you shouted and only got a laughter from the two of them in response

- I know I was a total asshole towards you. - Rin blurted out, the atmosphere turing gloomy- With my inferiority complex and self-hatred, the only thing I inflicted was pain on you, rather than stabilizing myself and our relationship. I deserved to get cheated on, you deserved solace and the love I never managed to give you. But I still have as equally deep feelings as when I first got to know you. And I never want to lose you or my brother. I don't want us acting like strangers and avoiding each other.

Rindou took your hands and squeezed them tight in anticipation and anxiety of you rejecting him and leaving with his brother. In fact, he doesn't want to lose you and watch you with his own blood, albeit telling you he doesn't feel bad. It's eating him up on the inside, it's draining all life from him. He can't sleep, nor eat properly without his guts twisting in regret from all the suffering and torment he put you through. And the way his brother did the exact opposite.

- I-if you don't really mind... - you scratched your nape and held each one of them's hand in approval - I aggree..

You blushed and barely had the courage to muster your response. You were going to be with the hottest men you've ever laid eyes upon. The thought of being between them every night, sharing everything with them, even your own self, was exciting and simultaneously terrifying. Tears started forming in your eyes and you couldn't hold yourself from sobbing.

- What's wrong, baby?? - Rindou softly asked and both Haitanis hugged you tightly

- I'm afraid I won't be good enough... And that you will probably leave me for someone else.. I will not be able to satisfy you, I'm just a mere person while both of you hold power in your hands - you sobbed and snuggled between their embrace

- We never will, we promise. - the older Haitani retorted and kissed your cheek - You're our one and only we want to spend our lives with..

a/n: It took me way too long to be able to write again. I'm sorry for the long delay

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[eggtartz]

Hi!! I have a request, it's about the female reader having a older brother who was a member of Tenjiku, but he died because of a fight, and the reader is strong and also not very expressive and a calm person, she also sometimes wears a mask to hide her face, The Tenjiku members met her before but she as wearing a mask but this time they went to visit her older brothers after he died and she isn't wearing her mask, and she's REALLY pretty, all of hem are out of breath because she's pretty, but she starts to breakdown and so the know that right now it's not he time to be thinking about that, And she lets out all of her emotions. And they don't know what to do

a/n : this is so good because i keep getting mental breakdowns and don't know how to deal with it either NJBEJFJ either way thankyou anon for the request and enjoy 🫶🏻

summary : "he's just standing there.. MENACINGLY"

fortune doesn't hit everyone, everytime but why did it had to be this worse? did it had to turn out this bad? did your brother needed to go? or was his time truly at his limit? if you did went with your brother in the fight could've you saved him? although it might cost you your life too?

the questions keep ringing at the back of your head as you sat down at his funeral. everyone was grieving especially your parents and you couldn't blame anyone else but you. you too were in tenjiku, have you blocked the knife from piercing your brother's body, you might have saved him.

but all that left is regrets.

your shoulder was touched by your mother and you looked up to see the gangs higher ups that wore black to the occasion. "we're truly sorry for your lost y/n" kakucho said as be bowed a bit.

sniffling you said "it's not your fault. it was mine"

"but y/n there's nothing you could do at that time-" rindou butted in but his words were cut off "no! i could have saved him! i was there for god sake! if anyone that needed to die, it was me... not anikii" you yelled at them, expressing your frustration and attracting sympathetic looks from the people there.

"what do you mean you were there? there's only tenjiku members there" izana asked. you raised your eyebrow. "i am a tenjiku member" shion and ran dramatically gasped. "no way a girl in our gang? since when?" mochi asked as he squinted his eyes to observe your face.

you walked pass them to grab a black mask, wore it then took a hairband then tied your hair. "ah so you're the dude in my division" mucho said, the other members snapping their heads at his direction. "not that it matters now, im quitting tenjiku"

"HUH?!" shion and ran dramatically gasped again. "i don't think i can bare the guilt of being the cause of my brother's death. if i could turn back time and just arrive there five minutes earlier.." your knees weakened and you accidentally sat on the floor. the members scratched their necks, nudging each other to comfort you. they all had traumatic past so never saw the need to be comforted or giving comfort in general. izana awkwardly tried hugging you but cringed. kakucho never hugged a woman in his whole life. shion didn't wanted to hug you because he thinks you're so pretty to hold. the others just lack psychical touch.

your sobs were showing no signs of stopping so izans told his members to squeeze you in a tight hug, all at once together so that's what they did. you awkwardly embraced them back and nuzzled your face in you assume, ran's neck while tears soaked his shoulder.

"im the worst sister anybody could ever wish for, why can't it just be me who died? im no one important why don't i just die? anikii has so many things to do in his life, he even planned to go to college" you wailed. the members stayed quiet as you continued to rant and cry in their arms.

after a while, they loosened the hug when your hiccups stopped and went back home, all of them sending sympathy looks. they also felt giddy and excited although they must know that they have to give you time before they could meet you again in tenjiku's meetings.

after a few weeks, you wore your tenjiku's uniform and usual hair style with a mask and went to one of the meetings. the higher members were already grinning at you, saying flirtious "hellos" and even gave you a lot of gifts. they encouraged you to take off the mask a lot but shion and ran always butted in saying things like most members would be distracted by your beauty so it's better if the mask is on.

you wondered if you really should actually leave the gang...

#tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyo rev x y/n #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x yn #angst to fluff #izana kurokawa #izana x y/n #kakucho hitto #kakucho x y/n #ran haitani #ran haitani x reader #haitani rindou x reader #rindou haitani #mochizuki kanji #mochizuki x reader #mucho yasuhiro #mucho x reader #shion madarame #shion x reader

[insidereagan]

oh my lord

#aaaaaa #istg if shion saw my post #that’s embarrassing #inside job #reagan ridley #brett hand #gigi thompson #andre lee #magic myc #glenn dolphman #inside job reagan #inside job brett #autistic reagan ridley #jr scheimpough #rand ridley #gravity falls #orrin carthwait #rick and morty #idk #angst #inside job andre #inside job glenn #art

[everyonesroiting]

I need more Shion from hells paradise content smut, fluff, angst like where is the fruit where is

the juiceeeeeee😭🥲. Or just hells paradise content in general. It’s such an amazing anime and manga, I just think it needs more love then it’s getting even if it is relatively new.

#yamada asaemon shion x reader #hells paradise #anime #blogger #questions #hells paradise smut #angst #fluff

[mxanigel]

WIP Whenever

Recently tagged by @anderstrevelyan @socially-awkward-skeleton and @druckkugelschreiber to participate in various WIP sharing days (last line Monday, WIP Wednesday, etc). Thank you! <3

No-pressure tagging @captastra @poetikat @mxkelsifer @perhapsrampancy @milesmentis @gardensystemtv @ziskandra @effelants to participate in the next WIP day that works best for you~

So I'm breaking the tag-game tradition by just... posting some recent writing on a Saturday, lol. This is the latest draft of an upcoming Shion/Levi scene (pre-Levi confession, pre-OT3) that's been eating a hole in my brain.

Ah, blorbos who believe they don't deserve love are my kryptonite.

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“People near me tend to die.”

The layered implications of Levi’s statement shake her to the core. “As long as I’m alive, I’m not going anywhere. I love you.”

His entire body shudders. “That will only give you grief.”

Shion grips his shoulders as she steps back, creating just enough space to stare into his eyes. “Yes, love can lead to grief. Hell, love can be frustrating, even grueling. Losing Rena tore me apart. But I don’t regret loving her. And I won’t regret loving you.”

“Oh? You nearly lost faith in me after I tortured that MP.”

She wrinkles her nose. “Love doesn’t blind me to a person’s flaws. Instead, it drives me to better understand them, and, if I can, to push them to be their best self.”

“I can’t be more than who I am, Shion.”

She risks brushing her thumb across his cheek. “Turns out I love who you are.”

He glances to the side. “You shouldn’t.”

Impulsively, Shion kisses Levi’s forehead, allowing her lips to linger against his skin. “Do my feelings bother you?”

“Yes.”

“Because you think I shouldn’t have them? Or that you don’t deserve them?”

“Isn’t that the same question?”

Shion snorts. Because if she didn’t, she might cry. “People will care about you regardless of whether you think they should. Let’s say you drive me away. Will you push away Hange, too?”

He’s silent.

“I don’t want you to be alone.” She hugs him once more. “I’m here for you. If you want me to be. But if I… if you don’t want me around, then I’ll honor that.”

He still doesn’t speak.

So she lets him go. Even though walking away rips her soul in half.

#hello angst my old friend #wip words #aot fanfic #fic: Cut to the Feeling #OC: Shion Miller #Levi Ackerman

[haitanishousehold]

Traitor

Pairing: Yasuhiro "Mucho" Muto x Original Character, various pairings will be added as the story goes

Genre: Angst, crack, possible smut

Warnings: substance abuse, drugs, violence, not canon compliant, suggestive, language, blood, mental issues

Synopsis: There was a prince, his princess and his loyal paw. Loyalty is such a wide term, especially if come to love. After all, you can't be loyal to the one and same person your whole life. It's not about surviving, it's about living. | More or less canonical travel through events from Tokyo Revengers from the quite different side. A lot of crack, angst, domestic fluff from Haitanis Household. Based on an OC as the main character. 2. Zero to hundred and crash

25/10/2010, Monday

"This time only with pure intentions" Sora raised both of her hands in a peaceful manner. 

"What is exactly that intention?" Hanma asked, crossing his hands on his chest. He was sitting on an old, worn armchair, on his right side Chonbo and Chome, on his left Choji had taken a place. Sora didn't feel anywhere near comfortable under him as the armchair was placed above three stairs and if it wasn't enough, surrounded by over a hundred completely strange men. The only thing that had given her a feeling of relative safety was the fact that Reaper introduced her as Haitani. 

"We want to take part in Toman's great fall." She quickly explained.

"We?"

"Me and my broken heart." Sora theatrically sighed, waiting for Hanma's reaction. 

Shuji Hanma was an unpredictable case. He might look dumb. He might sound dumb. He might pretend to be dumb. But he wasn't dumb at all. Actually, out of all leading delinquents in Kantou, he might be the smartest one. Or, at least, one of the smartest ones. 

That's why he got the hint immediately.  

"You gotta know I'm not taking stray cats in here."

"I'm not a stray cat."

Tension between Kabukichou's infamous Reaper and Yakuza's princess was so powerful that nobody dared to breathe too loud. 

"Fact, you're a spoiled banana girl who thinks this is another way to entertain herself. How can you prove you're useful?"

"How do you want me to prove my usefulness?" 

That was a good question. Hanma didn't know how to deal with a girl since the delinquents circle was quite masculine. However, he had to admit, at least to himself, that the Haitani name would empower Valhalla even more. Even if it was Haitani's pet. 

"Every single one of those gathered here" Hanma waved his hand around "had become famous by being an unstoppable, fearless and merciless warrior. You gotta prove your power, I won't tolerate any of my subordinates bringing me shame in a fight." Hanma clearly stated. He looked around. "Eenie, meenie… you." He pointed his finger on one of Valhalla's fighters, standing in the third or fourth row of the crowd. "Test miss Haitani." 

The boy Hanma pointed to stepped in front of the gathering. He wasn't anything special, just an average man at his age. Valhalla's members made a bit more space, expecting what was coming. So was expecting Sora, turning to her soon-to-be opponent. She smiled slightly and waved at him. 

"No weapons, Haitani" Hanma pointed out. Sora reacted immediately, grabbing the backpack she was carrying, taking her beloved machete out and dropping it on the floor in the colorful gesture. 

After this, everything happened quickly. She rushed towards her opponent, throwing the first shoot. This was quite an even fight, considering the amount of exchanged hits. 

Sora wouldn't say it was going very good since she had been served powerful hits in her stomach and one in her jaw. Valhalla's warrior wasn't holding back just because he was fighting a girl, which Sora quite appreciated. 

In the end, she managed to pull him to the ground and catch his leg in a hold that Rindou once taught her. If the boy wanted to finish that fight without a broken leg, he had to surrender.

Haitani let go of him and stood back on her feet, turning her face to Hanma and his captains. 

"And? Impre…" Sora opened her mouth but sudden, blunt pain on the top of her head didn't let her finish. She groaned and grabbed the aching place, feeling a metallic taste of blood in her mouth. Turning around to spot an aggressor, she noticed her former opponent, standing with a metal pipe in his hand. Everyone around them frozed. 

"What the fuck did you just do?" Sora spat out. Immediately, the whole world became red in her eyes and she didn't fully realize that he was saying something about not losing to a girl. She looked around and spotted her abandoned weapon laying on the ground. "You're a fucking goner." 

She threw herself at him with the machete, and he did not remain debted. Although she was dizzying from the impact, she managed to hurt her opponent. The blood was poured, both her and his. Sora was not entirely sure, but he seemed to cut her eyebrow. It had to be true, because the blood began to drip into her eyes and limit the field of view.

Choji wasn't very enjoying the spectacle, but he knew he couldn't do anything as long as Hanma didn't tell him to. He had been looking at his leader every now and then but Hanma seemed to be completely invested in a whole fight. After a while that felt like eternity, Hanma spoke up. 

"It's enough, you're gonna kill each other!" He yelled out, sick smirk still on his face, but none of the fighters really heard him. He patted Chonbo's arm and told him and Chome to get them apart. Choji rushed right behind them but Hanma held him back. "Not you." Masked boy looked up at him and frowned. There was something about him and Sora that Valhalla's leader didn't like. Probably the fact he even brought her here. 

Chonbo grabbed Sora's wrist when she was about to pull another slash on her opponent. "It's good, Haitani" He said, letting her know she shouldn't try and keep fighting. On the opposite side, his brother pushed the other man away and kicked him in the ribcage, when he was trying to get to Sora. "Are you fucking deaf? Hanma said "no weapons", you damn moron" He spat out, turning around and going back to his place on the platform. 

Sora had to admit she was very grateful Hanma stopped the fight. She didn't see much anymore, the whole world seemed to be red out of anger, her head felt dizzy and she felt like she was going to pass out. Even though she managed to hurt the guy several times, he was quite a good fighter too and she got many solid hits on her head, back and stomach. At least she was sure he's going to remember her with a couple of scars she for sure caused. 

She assured Chonbo she had given up so he let go of her wrist. Turning around, she made a really drastic picture – all bloody and panting, looking up at Hanma with a blunt smirk. "Impressed?" 

"Not really, I've seen better. You're interesting though, welcome in Valhalla" He said officially and clapped his hands. "I'm tired of you all, dismissed" He waved his people off. "You" he pointed out to the man he chose to test Sora before, "Come here." It didn't surprise anyone when he approached Hanma, all startled, and got a solid hit on his jaw. "Try to ignore my commands one more time and I'll drive your head over with my bike. Understood?" The man nodded rapidly and got himself out of the hideout as fast as possible. The hall deserted very soon and Sora turned to the exit too.

"Stay, Haitani, you're a mess" Hanma called out. "Choji, patch your bitch up, she's bleeding" He turned to his captain and jumped off of the platform, heading to the back room. 

"She's not my bitch. Are you my bitch?" He sighed and asked, while leading her behind Hanma. 

"I'm not your bitch." She shook her head and immediately regretted it. 

"See? She's not my bitch." Choji shrugged the whole thing off. 

Turned out there was a small back room in Valhalla's hideout. Previously, when the Arcade was still working, it surely was a Staff Room. 

Choji pointed out at the chair and Sora simply sat down. He handed her some band aids and sanitizer. Her head was hurting way too much to argue. 

“Why did you establish Valhalla?” She asked curiously. 

“I’m bored.” He answered bluntly, pulling a beer out of the small, barely working fridge. “Now, what are you really here for?” 

“I told you.”

“You put up some show, I don’t know what you were talking about.” 

“For real. I wanna take someone from Toman down.” Sora said, sighing when she cleaned up an especially ugly wound. 

“Who?” Hanma asked, raising one of his eyebrows. 

“You’ll see when I succeed.” She answered simply and fished her phone out of the pocket. “Gotta go.” 

When she got up from her seat, Choji followed her.

“I’ll drive her home and come back.” He muttered, pulling the hood over his head. 

They left the Arcade and headed to Choji’s bike. 

“Hurts?” He asked. 

“Like hell.” Sora sighed, taking a place behind him. 

When she arrived home, she tried her best to avoid meeting her brothers. 

“Sora?” She almost reached her room unbothered when Rindou’s head appeared at the door of the bathroom. 

“Yeah?” Sora muttered, not turning around to face him. 

“Ran called you a couple of times.” Rin said, walking out of the bathroom. Sora frozed with her hand on the doorknob. 

“I was with friends.” She explained. “I’m literally over 20, I don’t have to tell you where I am.” 

“Turn around.” The middle Haitani said coldly. Sora had nothing better to do than doing as told. “Why are you all beaten up?” He asked, his jaw tightened. 

Sora turned her head to look at the wall and avoid her brother’s piercing gaze. 

“So you really went to Valhalla?” He asked after a long several seconds. Rindou Haitani was never dumb, he usually connected the dots well. “Fuck, didn’t we tell you you don’t have to follow Izana’s orders?!” He raised his voice. 

Sora sighed as Rin’s voice sent a wave of pain through her head. “I’m not following his orders. I do this for myself.” 

“For yourself? How is getting your ass beaten doing something for yourself?” 

“Izana promised me a high position in his ranks.”

Rindou scoffed. “You’re not joining Tenjiku. You’ve got everything, me and Ran are working our asses off so you don’t have to be involved in shit like that. What more do you want?!”

Sora and her brothers barely fought. But this time his words sent her off the edge. 

“I don’t want to be dependent on father’s or Ren’s mercy anymore!” Sora growled. “I don’t want to depend on your protection my whole life. I’ll become powerful myself, no matter what you’re saying.” She said boldly looking straight into Rindou’s eyes. 

He looked like he was about to leash off but he collected himself after all. “Enough. We’ll talk about it when Ran comes home.” He spat out and headed to his room. 

Sora shook her head. Before going to bed, she quickly showered and cleaned up her wounds again. It didn’t look too bad, not too well either. 

Sleep had come to her faster than she expected. She would’ve probably slept till the late morning if not for her phone buzzing like crazy. She looked at the bright device. 

[Yasuhiro<3] 01:30AM: Can you come out?

Sora frowned and even if she wanted to ignore him after the days he had gone without talking to her, she got up from bed and pulled some hoodie and sweatpants over. As she had already experience in sneaking out of the house, she walked out in the freezing air unseen. 

Looking back over her shoulder every now and then, she followed the path that led to the playground she would often meet with Mucho. As expected, he was already sitting on the bench under a huge tree with his arms crossed. 

“What the hell happened?” He asked, when Sora came into the light of the street lamp. 

“I fought for the spot in Valhalla.” She said, trying her best to sound unbothered by his presence. 

“Did you win?” 

“Kinda yes, kinda no. But they got me in.” She sighed and took a seat next to him. 

The silence fell over between them for a few minutes. 

“I wanted to talk.” Mucho said eventually. 

Sora looked over at him, feeling her stomach twist. Things like that never sounded good. 

“We can’t keep seeing each other anymore.” It was clear that the conversation wasn’t easy for him at all. 

“Are you breaking up with me?” Sora said, her voice stern. 

“Don’t be mad at me, okay? I never wanted it to turn out this way.” 

“What the fuck are you talking about?” She growled. Her eyes widened when she got the specific thought. “Are you seeing someone else?”

“Hell, no. This is nothing like that.” He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. 

“Then explain.” 

It took Mucho another couple of minutes to speak up again. 

“This is wrong. I feel like I’m betraying Ran and Rindou.” He muttered, looking at his feet. 

Sora rapidly got up from the bench and turned to him. “Are you serious? You’re dumping me because of my brothers?!”

“You heard Ran the other day! I can’t afford to lose their trust!” Mucho lost his usual cool. 

“But you can afford to lose me?” She asked, feeling her throat tighten. 

“Please, Sora. Just think about it.” He said, shaking his head. “Do you think I’m that dumb to believe we have any future together? There will come the day when your family demands from you to marry someone as prestigious as you yourself. And by that time Ran and Rindou will find out about us.” He explained, trying to compose himself. “S-62 is everything I’ve got. This is the only family I have.”

“You can’t be serious.” Sora said as she frozed in her spot. She looked at him with wide eyes, her brain didn’t seem to proceed with the whole explanation yet. “What about you stop being a bitch and man the fuck up?!”

Mucho scoffed and got up as well, he started pacing back and forth. Her last sentence apparently hit the spot. “It must be so easy for you since you’ll never take responsibility for your actions. You will never understand things like that because you have never had to fight for your spot in this world!” He raised his voice. “And don’t try to act like you know anything about us. Our world isn’t for spoiled daddy’s girls like you.” He didn’t quite mean to say this but he knew he had to hurt her as much as possible so she gives up on him. 

“I’m not spoiled…” Sora tried to disagree before he cut her off in the middle of the sentence. 

“Yeah? So why did Ran and Rindou go to juvie and you didn’t? Because daddy backed you up. Because they took your fault on themselves. How do you even live with that?” He hissed, bending slightly over to look her in the eyes.

Sora was looking at him for a couple of minutes. He couldn’t handle her hurt gaze, so he turned around and kept on pacing back and forth. 

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to say that this way.” Mucho muttered under his breath. 

“I can say you meant every single word.” She scoffed. “You’ve been dying to tell me that the whole time we know each other, haven’t you? Why did you even date me in the first place if I’m that bad?” Sora muttered with an audible hurt in her voice. 

“It’s not like that. I do like you, but… But it doesn’t matter.”

“You know what? First I wanted to make up a lie that I am seeing someone else, but I couldn’t bring myself to do this. Now I know I should have cause you don’t understand thing straight.” He said quietly. 

Sora let herself think his words through. 

“Go to hell, Mucho.” She said without any emotion in her voice. Then she turned back and walked away, not waiting for him to speak up.

She could feel tears rolling down her cheeks. She didn’t even notice them forming in the corners of her eyes, but they were there already when she was looking at Mucho and he felt like a shit for that. 

“Stop playing with things you can’t handle before you trip over your own pride and ruin your life.” Mucho said with a sigh. The conversation didn’t turn out the way he planned, he didn’t mean to lose his calm attitude he was known for.

“See you on Halloween.” She spat out before leaving completely. 

26/10/2010, Tuesday

As soon as Sora came back from her final exam, she dressed in loose pants and an oversized shirt and buried herself under the covers. 

Last night was a total disaster. After she came back from the confrontation with Mucho, she couldn’t sleep. She was aware of how important the incoming exam was, yet she couldn’t bring herself to sleep nor to study. She spent hours before exam on dull staring at the wall and analyzing every single word Mucho had said. And she still didn’t understand his reasoning. 

Sora was switching like a rollercoaster between pure anger and trying to understand what he meant. There were also waves of sadness when she remembered all good things about them. How happy they were when it lasted. 

It took her several minutes of fidgeting in bed to realize she wasn’t gonna fall asleep that easily. She was in fact exhausted but the storm in her head wouldn’t go away. As she sat up, she reached to only help for things like that she knew. She pulled a red pill out of her bedside table and swallowed it without a drop of water. 

After a while, the pill apparently started working as she began feeling calmer and sleepier. 

And when Sora finally laid her head on the pillow peacefully, she could swear only around five minutes passed by before her sweet princess nap was disturbed by someone aggressively yanking her arms. 

“Sora, Sora, the fuck!” Ran shouted. It had been already two minutes since he entered his sister's room and tried to wake her up, unsuccessfully. “Wake the hell up!” He shook her shoulders once again, apparently panicked. 

“God, Ran” Sora mumbled, sitting up and gently pushing her brother away. “I just came back from the exam, I’m exha…” She grabbed her phone and realized it was way more than five minutes. “Oh.” 

“Jesus fucking Christ” Ran spat out, clapping back on the bed, miraculously avoiding to crash on Sora’s legs. “I thought you had taken some shit again.” He explained. “You’re gonna be the death of me” He muttered to himself, looking like a tired father of a teenager.

“Nope, just couldn’t sleep last night.” Sora lied smoothly. She leaned back against the headrest and stretched. “Have you just come back? Where have you been since last night?” She questioned, urging to change the topic. 

“Taking care of something for Izana. Nothing important.” Ran shrugged the thing off. His face suddenly wore a serious expression. “Rindou told me you had a disagreement yesterday.” He said, eyeing closely her bruised face. 

“Well, yeah. I’m not changing my mind though.” She nodded softly. She still could feel the bruises and cuts  all over her body aching. “I need to be someone by myself.” She stated, Mucho’s words still hanging on the back of her head. 

Ran looked bluntly at her for a few seconds. Then surprisingly… Chuckled. 

“I knew this day would come sooner or later. Couldn’t keep you away from this by being overprotective, I guess.” He shook his head slightly. “I could’ve seen those… urges in you since a long time. But I thought I could hold you back. After all, you can’t fight genes, can you? You’re just like us all”. Ran continued with a deep sigh. 

“What do you mean?” Sora frowned. 

“Go for it if you want. But don’t die, okay? I couldn’t handle burying Rindou or you.” Ran said with an almost invisible shade on his face. “But you have to know that even if we’re coming to watch the fight, we won’t be able to help you if anything happens. That’s the rules of this world. I hope I taught you enough about fighting.”

Sora nodded gently and sighed. “I’m sorry, Ran. I’ve been selfish and didn’t quite consider what you and Rin were doing for me.”

“Well, finally.” Rindou said, standing at the door. He was quiet for the whole conversation and Sora didn’t even notice. “This wasn’t very educating of you, Ran.” 

The older Haitani shrugged with a soft smile on his face. “I told you, Haitani genes are way too strong.” He stated. “Izana and guys are coming over on Thursday, if you’d like to spill anything about Valhalla. Take a rest now, I ain’t gonna ask you about the exam, we bet you slayed.”

Ran stood up and headed to the door. 

“Boys..?” Sora started. Part of her wanted to apologize for the things that happened years ago. Apologize for not standing up to her own sins. But the words stuck in her throat. “I love you” She muttered instead when they turned to her with a hum. 

“I love you two too.” They both said at the same second. 

28/10/2010, Thursday

“You look terrible, Haitani.” Shion Madarame chuckled as soon as Sora walked in the living room, where the S-62 gathered. “Almost as if Ran was beating you at home.”

“I’ll heal up soon, you’re looking like a wet rat on a daily basis.” Sora scoffed, pushing herself between Ran and Kakucho on the couch. 

“Let him live, he’s seeing a girl.” Mochi said with a smirk on his face. 

“He’s seeing what?”

“A girl.”

“Like a delusion? Have you had your meds?” 

“No, like a person.”

“Breathing creature? No way.”

“Enough, go to the point.” Izana cut them off, slightly irritated. 

“So as I said, the fight is happening on Halloween.” Sora started the explanation. 

“You think Hanemiya can really put Mikey down?” Kakucho asked, looking at Sora and Mucho. 

“No way.” Mucho muttered.

“I wouldn’t be that sure. Hanemiya is… Unhinged. He should’ve been in the psych ward, not in juvie. And I’m not even joking. All he’s talking about is how it’s all Mikey’s fault.” Sora stated, looking down at the floor. 

“How is Mikey’s fault he killed his brother?” Shion chuckled. Izana frowned for a second. 

“How many people have Valhalla?” Izana turned his eyes to Sora. 

“Around 350, I asked yesterday. We had the final gathering before the fight. 300 ex-members of Moebius and 50 Hanma gathered already under Valhalla.”

“And Toman?” He asked Mucho.

“More than 100.” 

“So let me get this straight. Toman has Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya and so on. Valhalla has Hanma and Kazutora.” Kakucho concluded. 

“And Baji.” Sora added.

“Huh?”

“Baji used to be Toman’s founding member. They disagreed with Mikey over something and he claimed to leave for Valhalla. So far I know, Hanemiya and Baji were childhood friends and he follows him now.” Mucho said, nodding slightly. 

“Wait for a second.” Izana suddenly cut Mucho off. “Is your boy from Moebius or Valhalla?” He asked Sora.

“Moebius. He used to be Kisaki’s right hand when he temporarily led Moebius.”

“Who?”

“Tetta Kisaki. He’s now Toman’s captain.”

“Didn’t it occur odd to you that he followed Hanma to Valhalla and not Kisaki to Toman?” Izana raised one of his eyebrows. 

“It’s indeed weird.” Mucho said, apparently thinking the thing through. “I’ve already noticed Kisaki is a shady motherfucker.”

“Something doesn’t add up, ya know?” Rindou muttered, speaking up for the first time in the whole conversation. 

“Well.” Izana smirked. “Let’s keep an eye on Kisaki and Hanma. They could be useful after all.” 

#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #tr #original character #ran haitani #rindou haitani #rin haitani #sanzu haruchiyo #sanzu akashi #haruchiyo sanzu #angst #crack #yasuhiro muto #mucho #izana kurokawa #shion madarame #hanma shuji #shuji hanma #choji ahane #chonbo #chome #valhalla #walhalla #tokyo manji gang #tr smut #tr angst #tr crack

[miszoblin]

goodbye kiss

#kiss february #soft angst #nezushi #artist on tumblr #artists on tumblr #illustration #commissions open #original art #fanart #no.6 anime #nezumi #shion #kisses #digital drawing #artists #art #artists on twitter #miszoblin

[newroyaloceans]

It's 1AM but I thought it'd be a good time to post my Gay OC agenda!! Gail and Shion....oh yeah, thought up an AU/what if....Gail was never rescued and turned Villain >:)

The top 5 are old sketches from last year...while the next three are from this month...and the last one is by Sonny!! @pocketsonny :)))) I still love it so much!!

#my art #cfv oc #gail #shion #cardfight vanguard oc #original character #oc #listening to red doesnt help cause angst #ptsd Gail....he suffers... #he like a castel wall...strong but can still crumble...yum :^) #okay i sleep now!!!!! #if you wanna know more shoot me an ask!! #yuki and toya were the blue print iykyk

[prideofcelestia]

❝ when you friendzone him ❞

« characters - lucifer, mammon, beelzebub, diavolo »

« gender neutral reader »

« headcanons »

LUCIFER

It came as no surprise when you approached him to seek his advice. After all, he was the most level headed demon in the House of Lamentation. What shocked him was the way you called him a ‘friend’ after your eyes cleared and the most dazzling smile graced your lips. The expression on your face after the worry had passed away made the Avatar of Pride fall for you all over again. So, why was it not enough to make you feel differently about him? What did he lack? What would gain your romantic affections, he wondered as a gloved hand tore at his hair. Will he truly be good enough for you?

Lucifer had never hated doubts more.

MAMMON

You two were out in the streets having the time of your life, or as the average demon would call it — running away from moneylenders. Neither of you cared about the fact that your fingers were laced together and you were out of breath on a cold night in the middle of nowhere. The sounds of your muffled laughter warmed the space between you two even as you tried to fit in a constricted area, away from the danger. Mammon didn’t realise that the real pain would be inflicted by your next words. If someone had asked him the worst moment of his life, his mind would recall that exact exchange, where you had your hands on his arms and called him your best friend as you locked eyes with him. Your dancing irises still haunt him in his dreams.

BEELZEBUB

He always had a soft spot for you. Anybody who had seen you two together knew. The way his eyes remained on you, especially when someone approached you, made it clear that he held you dearly in his regard. The only question that remained was the nature of his feelings. The dense Avatar of Gluttony might have stayed in the dark about the same had you not put a hand on his shoulder one day and called him a good friend and the brother you never had. Despite knowing that it was a compliment and being grateful for the importance, he suddenly lost his appetite. You asked him what the matter was because that was the first time you saw Beelzebub refusing his favourite meal. What could a demon do when he was rejected even before he could understand his own heart?

DIAVOLO

He had been planning to ask you out on a date, which had been thwarted till then only by his busy schedule and his zealous butler who made sure that every document was signed in a timely manner. The myth of the ‘right’ time had reached the prince’s ears, so he was on a lookout for the magical hour when he could set his plan in action — the plan to ask you to be his. Little did he know that he would meet you in his castle one fine day while his mind was a thousand miles away, thinking about a raging war that needed his urgent attention. When he looked at you smile, the sadness in his heart was immediately replaced by a sanguine feeling of serenity. Perhaps there was a little hope in the depths of Hell, he thought as he looked at the same hope that had graced his living room in person. His mind was so dizzy after pulling an all nighter that he almost missed your next words. It was only when Lucifer appeared, put an arm around your waist and whisked you away that the demon prince felt a sense of loss.

Your last words swirled in his mind. “Thank you for being a dear friend to me and Lucifer, Diavolo.”

#obey me #gender neutral reader #obey me x reader #gender neutral mc #obey me x mc #obey me! #shion script #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me beelzebub #obey me diavolo #x mc #x reader #obey me headcanons #obey me angst

[whims-of-insane-fandoms]

No. 6 Week Day 3 prompt: First Snow of the Season | Dancing | Flower Shop AU

I forgot to post Day 2's prompt but I could not miss out Day 3 of @restructuralcommittee 's No. 6 week because I was excited to write out this prompt. I hope you all enjoy this angsty fic that is unedited because I wrote it under an hour (I will probably edit it more later)

#no.6week2023 #no6week2023 #no. 6 #shion #nezumi #nezushi #angst #no reunion and that causes the angst #enjoy

[rinwhore]

#dont know if shoould be happy or not #relieved bc they're safe from mikey #beging for them to appear bc i miss them #idk #and yes kaku is still alive #im pushing this agenda #tokyo revengers #tokrev #toman #kantou manji gang #ran haitani #rindou haitani #haitani brothers #shion madarame #kanji mochizuki #kakucho #tokyo manji gang #angst #pure angst #i miss the so much #it hurts #bonten

[no6secretsanta]

From: @zuckarr

For: @sasdavvero

Ciao!! Non sai che piacere essere capitata con un italiano! Quando ho dato un'occhiata al tuo blog, sono subito andata a leggere una delle tue ff e mi è piaciuta un sacco. Sei bravo a scrivere e avevo pensato di regalarti qualcosa di scritto, ma una mattina mi è venuta improvvisamente l'ispirazione per un disegno. Hai richiesto il loro ritrovo in chiave angst, quindi ho ragionato su come ciò potesse accadere... e ho ricordato uno degli attributi più tristi (e allo stesso tempo più teneri) di Shion e Nezumi, cioè che Shion lo trova spesso ferito e bisognoso di cure. Nezumi vive una vita in costante pericolo, quindi mi sembrava logico che gli potesse accadere qualcosa anche dopo aver deciso di andare via per conto suo. E quindi, in questo fumetto, Nezumi torna con la faccia mutilata da cicatrici (ho sofferto a rovinargliela!!) e Shion non sa se prova felicità nel rivederlo vivo oppure angoscia nel rivederlo in quello stato! Spero tanto che la mia idea ti piaccia, e buon Natale!

#zuckarr #sasdavvero #no.6 #no. 6 #no6 #no 6 #nezumi #shion #angst #no6secretsanta2022