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unluckilyimnot · 2 months
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Hello^^can I please ask for headcannons with izana, mikey, baji and ran with reader who has eating disorder (like cassie from skins:( ) please don't do this if you're not comfortable
S/o with ed
Characters : Izana, Mikey, Ran
Type : angst, hurt to comfort
Words count : 0.8
It’s fine, I can write about it, it’s just the same as an old one I did : I speak as a girl who experienced it in a certain way (which is not as “hard” as Cassie) so I’ll do my best and I don’t mean any hurt it can cause. If you’re struggling with ed we can talk about it if you feel like it, but at least don’t hesitate to talk about it. You can get through it even if it’s hard (I did but I’m not cured at all)
I love you, take care of yourself and people around you ♡
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Izana noticed quickly how you start to eat less and less. He cooks for you both the most and he can’t help but notice how a picky eater you’ve slowly become until eating barely enough to go on. As a small eater himself, he gets more and more worried when you start eating less than him. He knows you’ve never really been comfortable with your body and so, losing weight isn’t a bad idea if you feel like it’s what you need.
Yet, it got out of hand when he finally noticed your showing ribs even when you’re not stretching or breathing out. He sees them a little too much to his liking.
“You can’t go on like this.” he pointed out one day, during a meal. You haven’t touched your plate and you gulped at his words. “It’s not too much,” he added, pointing to your plate, “you’ll have to learn to eat again now.” he paused, waiting for your answer that is never coming. “It’s ok to be a small eater, but not to not eat at all.”
You clenched your jaw. As if you don’t know it well enough. As if you could just eat like that after all this time. His words hurt you more than anything, you thought he would understand.
“I know it’s hard, you don’t have to go through this alone.”
“You don’t know anything.”
“Darling what do you think ? Have you seen me ? Isn’t it obvious enough ?” You looked at him, thinking about his habits a bit more and the way he looks before it hit you. Your eyes water, you were too focused on yourself to notice him, to even realize.
“We’re in this together.” he said with a smile.
Mikey doesn’t notice. All he noticed is that you’re not eating with him anymore. You go out with him but don’t ask for a bit anymore, nor do you take something for yourself. He doesn’t understand and sadly doesn’t know either how to handle it.
“Why aren’t you taking anything ?” he pouted, almost refusing to eat if you don’t.
“I’m simply not hungry Mikey, it’s fine, eat!”
“You’re never hungry lately !” It sounds more like a tantrum than anything else honestly and you can’t help but lie about it.
“I eat well enough at home, don’t worry. I’m just trying to lose weight lately.”
“What ? No !” you can hear him pouted. “I like you the way you are, I’ll be sad if you lose weight. It wouldn’t feel the same when I’ll hold you. I hate to think about it.”
He was so pure in his words, you didn’t have the heart to tell him the truth.
“I’ll try not to lose too much then.” So you lied again, but seeing his smile was more than enough.
Ran is more than aware of what this is. You sleep too much. He does too, he knows that, but you always seem exhausted. Your skin is dry and almost gray. At first he checked your temperature for a few days, on those when it hit hard. Then he started to look at your activities, you still have to go to uni and stuff, maybe that’s what makes you this irritated. You don’t laugh much these days.
Finally, he started to look out for what you eat and he was met with the terrible truth that you’re not, and that’s probably what’s causing all of that. He has rough memories with that, and he wishes to not live them one more time.
“My love,” he purred into your ear, holding you from behind while you’re cutting some fruits.
“Yeah ?”
“Are you gonna eat more than that ?” You froze in his arms, not knowing what to say. “Would you share some ramen with me ? You don’t have to eat much, just something else other than an apple.”
“Ran I –”
“You know, it happened to my mom,” he cut you. He understands your side, but he wants you to understand his as well. “She was really sick because of this. And well, you know the end,” he snuggles his nose in your neck. “I don’t want this to happen to you.”
You don’t know what to say. It’s easier said than done and you don’t even wanna get better, not now, not now that it’s working and you’re close to your goal. Not now that –
“So, would you ?” but you can’t say no to him. And it’s not too much right. It’s just this time.
“Yeah, ok but just a few bites.”
“Right, I don’t want you to be sick.” he smiled against your skin. “Thank you. I love you”
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I skipped baji sorry I hope it’s not your fav, I didn’t have an idea sniff. Mikey’s one is a little simple but young mikey is pure and rather simple minded at first.
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kazuwhora · 2 years
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— PLASTIC OFF THE SOFA
⨳ WARNINGS. 18+, fem!reader, somnophilia, creampie, and some soft sweetness <3
⨳ WORD COUNT. 2k+
⨳ NOTE. commission for the lovely @sohya <3 thank u for being so patient as I get settled in my new place and new life! I’ll be slowly chipping at the rest of my commissions, but for now pls be kind this is the first thing ive written in almost three months <3
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𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐎𝐋 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐙𝐄 and the hum of a fan that fills the space around you— the pillowy air is thick, but the relief of the gentle wind is enough to make you sigh as you prop your feet up on the coffee table and lay back against the cushions of the sofa. your job has taken every ounce of energy from you— the summer heat at its heels lapping up whatever is left behind, and you feel like your body could melt into the fabric at the mere thought of getting up. even the click of the lock and the creak of the door across the room isn’t enough to excite you, but you watch as ruffles of curly blue hair turn the corner with a quiet sigh to match.
souya’s face is dim, filtered by the soft light of the room as he drops his bags and immediately sheds the apron from his waist and the bandana from his hair. you’ve always loved the way his hair falls in front of his face after a long day at work, or the way his eyes tend to hide behind the baby blue strands as the exhaustion begins to set into his skin.
he’s not one for talking— especially not when the weight of the air feels like it could crush his throat, but the heat has never kept him from curling up beside you as he rests his head against your shoulder with a sigh.
“hi baby” you hum, running a hand through his hair as he softens against your body.
souya barely mumbles back, too tired from the world around him to choke out more than a quiet “hmmm” as if to say hi in his own form of words. so instead, his hands snake around your waist, gripping the fabric of your shirt as he nuzzles himself into your neck.
as much as you’ve always been head over heels for your boyfriend, there’s no denying his clinginess that comes in overwhelming waves the more time he spends away from you. even at work, with the restaurant being less than a few blocks away, he’ll beg you to come for lunch just to sit with him on his break so he can enjoy your company. it’s almost become the punchline of a joke among the restaurant— nahoya spitting taunts and teases every time you slip through the door and show yourself to the bar, and souya grumbling to himself each time like clockwork until he sees your smiling face waiting just for him.
but even so, souya is still clingy. he still finds himself yearning to be home, where he can lose himself in the comfort of your arms with the murmur of the tv drowning out the noise in his head. he still finds himself desperate for your touch, never able to fulfill the desire to be closer and closer to you, until you have to peel him away from your body like a t-shirt.
but souya doesn’t move.
he doesn’t move, even when you peek past the strands of hair shading his eyes and poke the side of his face with inquisition. his eyes stay shut, body only shifting every so often as he melts into the sofa and gives himself up to his sleep.
and now, you’re bored.
you find yourself passing the time with his hair tangled in your fingers, leaving tiny braids sprinkled across his locks built from boredom and idle hands. he’s always found your touch soothing— lulling him nearly to sleep as you gently comb through strands of curls, breaking them apart into a frizzy messes the more he relaxes against your chest. he mumbles under his breath every so often, enough to make you part his hair once again to make sure he hasn’t woken up. but each time, his eyelids only flutter, and his face twitches as the strands of hair tickle his skin, and each time you can only sigh, and give in to your boredom by admiring the sweetness of his rest instead.
angelic isn’t ethereal enough to describe the aura that surrounds souya like this, though it’s enough to make you want to corrupt him all the same. it seems the longer you stare at him— the longer you watch his eyes flicker and twitch as he dozes, the further your hand travels down his body. it starts at his chest, moving with the rise and fall of his breaths, trailing down his torso and dancing between his abs until your fingers reach the waistband of his shorts and they can’t help but slip beneath it as his breaths grow more erratic by the second.
you watch his brows furrow as your fingers wrap around his cock. he’s asleep, you think, but he’s already hard and twitching in your grasp. you can’t help but think about the tiny moans that might slip from his lips if you moved just a little faster— the tiny desperate gasps that make him tremble the more and more you work him, and your head starts to spin at the thought alone.
there’s a heat that pools in your core now, one that you can’t deny as you press your thighs together and squeeze your palm around his cock. souya stirs only for a second, shifting slightly in his sleep as you take his shift of weight as your opportunity to climb onto his lap from beside him. you don’t give his body time to process as you slip his shorts to his thighs, exposing his aching cock to your body as you grind yourself down against him.
his eyes stay shut, but whether he’s awake or not you couldn’t care less. the warmth of his cock spreads across your skin like wildfire, and resistance has never been your best quality.
“fuck” you curse, as you sink yourself down on his cock that twitches and throbs inside you the more he stretches your walls.
you can’t help but dig your nails into his chest as you ease yourself all the way down, letting your hips stutter and tremble as his cock reaches deeper and deeper inside you. watching his eyelids flutter and move as you roll your hips is reward enough— but you cant help that you want more.
the deeper your nails dig, the more you move, hips rolling against him as you try your best to move at a pace soft enough not to wake him, but deep enough to stack the tension at your core.
but souya just feels too good. his cock presses against your sweet spot just enough to leave you desperate for more. satisfying yourself has never been a problem, but there’s nothing you want more than to feel his desperation fill you up as you push him to his limits beneath you.
you can’t help it— it’s just not enough.
“s-souya” you whine, catching the moan that follows between your lips as you press your forehead against his. your lips hover over him as your arms wrap around his neck, pushing him deeper inside you until he can’t help but lazily open his eyes as your cunt clenches around his cock.
“h-hi baby” he whispers, taking a second to grasp his surroundings as his eyes scan your body on top of him.
the realization hits as fast as his pleasure does, and the hair shading his face masks his eyes that nearly roll back in his head as his hands grip your hips in an attempt to stabilize himself.
“fuck I—” he stutters, trying his best to hold back moans that slip out in tiny broken hums.
you stop him before he can finish, lips pressed against his in a messy kiss that makes his hips buck the more you steal his breath away.
“please…” you whisper, with desperation tinting your voice as your eyes speak the rest of your begs for you.
souya knows what you want— he doesn’t need you to say it, and he cant help but dig his nails into your hips as he fucks himself up into you. bliss coats your body the harder he fucks you— it overwhelms you and collapses your body against him as the drag of his cock pulls moans and whimpers from your mouth with every thrust.
he can’t hold himself back when the pulse of your cunt sucks him in deeper and deeper til he can barely move. there’s a low groan that resonates in his chest as his hips slow, rolling your body against him in deep motions as he collects himself and tries his best to keep it together.
“can’t— c-can’t move if y’keep doin’ that princess” he whispers, voice nearly breaking as he throws his head back and lifts your body just enough for you to whine at the emptiness of your cunt with his cock teasing your clit. “p-please baby I—”
“wanna cum” you cut him off with a whimper, pouting as he stares back at you with glossy eyes.
your words are enough to ignite a fire in his chest, and desperation floods his body as he slams your body down on his cock with a force you’ve never quite felt from him before.
your eyes go wide with shock— the pressure of his cock inside you, the speed that his hips thrust up into you, it’s all too much. your head spins the faster and faster he moves, frantically reaching for your high as he pushes you closer and closer while whimpers and moans fall from his lips and dissipate into the air between you. your grip on reality starts to slip, and all you can do is beg for him—beg for his cock as he fucks you with everything he’s got, until your body starts to crumble in his grip and your vision clouds as his cock tips you over the edge of your pleasure.
souya whimpers as your cunt clenches around him tighter and tighter with every sob you manage to choke out. you’ve never felt like this before— so out of control, so overwhelmed by your senses and the press of his cock against your sweet spot even after you’ve collapsed into a whimpering mess against his chest. your body trembles in his grasp, and all you can do is beg to feel his cum inside you.
“need’ta—” you stutter, catching your breath in deep gasps as he slows his hips in a sensual rhythm. “need you t’fill me up souya, please”
your voice is desperate, and souya can’t deny the ache in his cock as your body squeezes around his length. one hand reaches for the side of your face, bringing you down against his lips as he loses himself in another kiss. his hips move a little faster, feeling every inch of your cunt he can before breaking the kiss with a moan as his cock fills you up with his cum that oozes and spills down your walls as he holds you steady in place.
“y-you feel s-so good baby” he whispers, squeezing his eyes shut as he basks in the sounds of your moans.
you shift your body as his cum drips to your thigh, but souya only whines and holds you down tighter.
“jus’ stay for a little longer” souya pouts, pulling you flush against his chest again.
his hands clasp behind your back— tight enough that you can barely move, and his lips brush against the side of your neck as he peppers tiny kisses across your skin. you can’t help but giggle— the sensation is enough to spread a softness across your body that makes you melt against him, and your shoulders ease as his hands travel to the back of your neck where he holds you tight.
“I l-love you” he mumbles against your neck, pausing to trace patterns into your skin with his fingers before releasing his hold on you so you can move. “lets get you cleaned up”
you can only sigh as his hands fall to his sides, and the phantom comfort of his hold makes you yearn for more. and as you shift your thoughts back to reality, you can’t help but think you’ve never been so grateful to be by his side.
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dead-boys-club · 1 year
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[ phone draft things ♡ old request bc everyone who requests them likes to see them in pain, apparently ; kokonoi, inui ]
A sunflower.
The day you turned sixteen, a small, beautifully colored sunflower bloomed on the crease of your wrist. You remember the ache it brought you, looking over at Hajime who had also been waiting and you hated it, hated what you got and the world you lived in; your boyfriend wasn't even your soulmate. He was too scared to look for his, afraid of the same reason but when he looked up, he could see by your expression that it didn't look too good.
'What.. did you get?' You asked, clinging to that little bit of hope you had. You'd grown up with Hajime and honestly, a sunflower would have never come to mind for him. He looked around so he could answer, even having you check places he couldn't see, only to chuckle weakly.
'I didn't get one.'
You didn't know what was worse: the fact the world had given you someone you didn't know or the fact the boy you loved was fated, by the world's cruel game, to be alone. He smiled and shrugged, trying to hide how upset he was at the discovery. 'What about you?'
Holding your hand out, you mumbled; 'A sunflower.'
He traced it with his fingertips, the smile falling from his lips and his expression turning rather neutral. You didn't know what to do but your heart ached. 'But! But.. that doesn't matter! I love you. A silly little mark can't change that.' You nodded firmly and turned your arm, taking his hand, 'I don't know who it belongs to but it'll always be you.'
It seemed to brighten him a little but he was holding onto the doubt, insecurities growing rapidly in the back of his mind. Besides, you'd heard stories about people not being with their soulmates. You did your best to be optimistic, squeezing the raven's hand. If only you knew the thoughts blooming in your boyfriend's mind.
'Guess you got your marks,' interrupted a familiar voice and you looked up to see Seishu settling down at the table, dropping his chin into his palm. 'You don't look too happy.'
Hajime just shrugged and you frowned, giving the blind a pointed, disapproving look. 'What about you? What did you get?'
He shrugged slightly. 'Had a friend cover it up without finding it. I don't really care to know.. it'll just be annoying.' He had a point and maybe you should do the same, just cover it and forget it. You took the bit of advice and searched through your bag for the first aid kit you always carried along.
Upon finding it, you dug around and eventually placed a bandage over the mark, content that it was now hidden. 'There. It's like it doesn't even exist now. Come on! Why don't we go get something for lunch, huh? My treat.'
Seishu hummed and just got up, waiting for you both. Hajime hesitated but got up, holding onto your hand a little tighter than usual. 'Yeah, let's.. get some food. Maybe it'll get rid of all of this.' He offered a small smile, falling into step towards your usual place. You really wished there was something you could do.
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Staring ahead of you at the door, you spaced out entirely, even as it opened to two familiar faces walking in. Hajime and Seishu shed their uniform coats as they came in, stopping to look at you with rather concerned expressions. 'Everything okay?' Your boyfriend questioned, eyebrow going up as he moved to settle beside you.
'Huh? Oh! Yeah, just spaced out,' you chuckled, closing your book and setting it aside, watching the way the blond made sure the uniform wasn't going to wrinkle. However, it was while looking at him that you saw it, the mark he'd gotten on his birthday. Hajime, still being concerned about the state they found you in, followed your gaze and before you could somehow stop him, he saw it.
'What..?' Was all he really managed to say as he got back to his feet, eyes widened and expression showing nothing but shock. It melted away into that same heartbroken face you'd seen the day he learned he didn't have a mark. 'No.. no, it's not..? It's not..' he couldn't manage to get out a full sentence, hardly able to comprehend what he just learned.
Turning around and looking between you, Seishu was visibly confused. 'What? What happened?'
You just looked down, hand over your wrist and trying to figure out a way to make it better but would anything really work?
'Your mark, Seishu.' Hajime had his hands curled into fists, trying to settle himself down. He didn't know if he wanted to curse him out or cry or just pretend he didn't see it. 'Your fucking mark. Did you know?'
The question made you curious but why did it matter? Seishu said he kept it covered because he didn't care. That wasn't really uncharacteristic of him, so why was it suddenly coming up. That was, until the blond let out a sigh.
'Didn't at first because I really didn't want to know,' he answered, shrugging, 'when I realized what is was, I kept it covered for your sake. It's not like I asked for it. It doesn't matter.' His hand raised to offer a dismissive wave but that wasn't the end of it.
Hajime broke down slightly at the words, no longer able to hold back the tears that threatened his waterline. 'So? Does it really not matter? Or, are you saying that for my sake, too?'
You stayed quiet, watching the two and hoping it didn't end up in an actual fight. Seishu shifted awkwardly and rubbed the back of his neck, no doubt debating on his answer. In the end, he decided to be honest and quite frankly, you wished he'd kept his mouth shut.
'It still doesn't matter. I don't care what a mark has to say. I liked Y/n before I got this stupid thing.'
You wanted the world to open up and swallow you whole hearing the confession and Hajime, well, that was the final straw for him. He shook his head and left the room, roughly pushing past the person considered his best friend. Seishu nor you moved, staying in silence and wondering just how things would go from that moment on. Had you just lost your relationship because of fate's cruelty? Had Seishu lost his best friend? Your own tears began to fall as you thought, pulling your knees close to your chest. Eventually, Seishu left the room.
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viriko · 2 years
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TR FIC — heatwave
by: viriko ﻬ elfzio on ao3
pairing: bajifuyu
rating: general audiences
word count: 2.8k (oneshot)
At the age of 7, they were running through muddy countryside roads. At the age of 12, they were by the beach, living as if they were the only boys who matter. At the age of 14, he was across the world. And at 16, Baji kisses Chifuyu Matsuno.
A montage of Baji's Birthdays through the eyes Chifuyu.
read on ao3
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teruri-ruri · 2 months
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Haitanis and their eyesight problems.
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daddyissuesmademe · 2 months
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men who look at you like you are their whole world.
men who notice your abnormal silence only to realize you are overthinking and quickly interrupt with a soft "hey, i love you"
men who take pride in being your safe space.
men who would want to give you the moon but realistically can't, so instead they make it a point to send you pretty moon pics every day.
men who understand how much their presence calms you down and they actively seek you out when you feel anxious.
men who put you first. always. Not because you expect them to, but the truly want to.
men who give space and are patient with you, who console you, comfort you, reassure you
men who love you just because. It comes to them as easy and naturally as breathing.
men who provide, because they want to, not because they think less of you and your independent choices, but because they think you are above such mundane tasks that might bring you even a percent of stress.
men who maintain their tones throughout the conversation, because not only they understand the impact of loud harsh word but also why you feel the panic need to raise yours in an unbalanced situation.
men who understand why in a movie, the male lead finally found and chose to stay with their tortured/ kidnapped partner instead of running behind the bad guy.
men who hold onto you, so tightly, burying themselves into you, because they truly believe, your embrace is the problem to all their solutions.
men who are in love with you, truly, madly, foolishly, completely, proudly, unabashedly, timelessly.
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justauthoring · 6 months
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I really like your Tokyo revengers He’s Taken scenario. What if it happened in reverse where someone told the boys that they would be a better fit for reader <3
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TOKYO REVENGERS - UM, SHE'S TAKEN?
includes: manjiro "mikey" sano, hanma shuji, baji keisuke and kazutora hanemiya all include xfem!reader!
a/n: this is so late but i felt i should actually do a request for once :) and i always love me some jealous boys!
MIKEY:
The audacity of this man.
That was all Mikey could think.
Did he not know who he was? Did he not know who you were dating? The Invisible Mikey, Toman's Leader and the most handsome boy you knew?
Clearly not.
Frowning, Mikey watches with barely concealed disdain as your classmate (the one you’ve been complaining to him about for weeks now) follows you outside of the school. He couldn’t always pick you up from school with Toman business and the like, but today he’d made sure he’d be able to after you’d texted him the day before that your annoying classmate had proceeded to take his infatuation with you a step further and follow you out of school. It had taken you great convincing to get him not to ‘walk you home’ as he so eloquently put it – stalking more like it – and though you’d tried to play it off, Mikey knew how scared you were.
The second your eyes fall on Mikey making his way over to you, he sees the instant relief that floods through them. Despite everything, Mikey can't help but feel slightly smug at that, hands shoved nonchalantly in his pockets as he crosses the distance over to you.
"Y/N-channn!" He calls out, arms stretched out towards you and with a single brief glance at the boy next to you, you all but race towards him, allowing yourself to fall into his arms. Mikey hates the way he feels you shake slightly beneath his fingertips, and he throws a not-so-subtle glare the classmates way, who – as he figured – is glaring right back at him.
"Y/N," the classmate calls, and Mikey's eyes narrow at his familiarity when regarding you. "Who's this?"
You lean back from his hug, and Mikey can see you look rather annoyed at the question – clearly, you've told him this before.
"Mikey," Mikey cuts in dryly, "her boyfriend."
And he must really not know who Mikey is because he has the gall to laugh.
"Boyfriend?" Haru laughs, mockingly and loudly, head thrown back as you cast a quick glance up at Mikey in uncertainy, trying to gauge he's reaction. Truthfully, Mikey looks unphased. "I thought you were joking about that, Y/N."
And then Haru steps forward, moving towards you; "I mean, you and me make a much better–"
It happens in a flash. Suddenly, you're no longer in Mikey's arms and rather set gently behind him, Mikey’s body blocking your view as Haru's hand that was outstretched towards you is now tightly grasped in Mikey's fist. A quick glance at Haru's face, and you can tell that Mikey's grip is tight, his face twisting with pain.
"Did I forget to mention?" Mikey smiles, "I'm also the leader of Toman."
Haru's eyes widen and he looks scared–well, shitless.
Mikey's grip tightens, finding the way all colour leaves Haru's face rather amusing and the way the panic wells with pain as Mikey bends his arm to the point of just being about to break.
"Now, what was that about you and Y/N-chan being a better match?"
"I was wrong!" Haru cries, voice pitching pathetically, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!"
"Don't apologize to me," Mikey shrugs, "apologize to Y/N-chan for making her so uncomfortable for the past few weeks."
Slowly, Mikey takes a step back, allowing you to fall in the view of Haru again, who, near crying, falls to his knees. "I'm so sorry! Please forgive me!"
Cheeks red slightly in embarrassment, you turn to Mikey.
He lets go with ease, Haru falling to the ground with one last cry, before Mikey makes his way to you, pulling you back into his arms with a wide grin.
"Let's go eat!" Mikey calls out with a cheer, snuggling into you. "I want you to feed me!"
HANMA:
"I mean, you're no good for her."
There's a beat. One long, single beat of silence before Hanma can't hold himself back anymore and he burst into laughter.
You, whose stood next to him, looks at him in disbelief, eyes widening as Hanma all but cackles in response to Asahi's words. Asahi, to be fair, looks just a stunned, and with a frown, you step towards your boyfriend, tugging on the sleeve of his jacket.
"Shuji!" You hiss, grip tightening on him.
He falls quiet at that, letting his eyes drift across you briefly, taking in the worried look in your eyes and the laughter stops at that. Hanma lets his eyes fall back on this boy, Asahi apparently, and the frown deepens – you were scared of this guy? He looked like wind might blow him over.
Besides, didn't you trust him to protect you?
A single glance back at you, and you're still throwing worried glances at Asahi, shuffled close to his side.
Guess he had something else to prove then.
"That's funny," Hanma finally speaks up, letting his eyes fall on Asahi with disinterest. "Hilarious actually." But all the humour has left his body, and Hanma simply stares back at the boy with a straight face.
Asahi falters, just slightly.
"I-I mean, you're a deliquent!" He calls out, gesturning in front of him at Hanma, before his eyes fall on you. "I mean, surely you can see that being with him will be nothing but a bad influence. If you were–"
Hanma steps in front of you, blocking you effectively from him.
"You don't get to talk to her," Hanma states rather bluntly.
Asahi turns to him, lips parting.
"You're not worthy enough to talk to her, pipsqueak. So let's keep this between you and me, huh?"
The air changes, thickens, and although you can't see it, you can practically sense as Asahi grows nervous, registering the glint in Hanma's gaze as he stares him down.
"I mean, surely, if you knew I was a... what did you say? Delinquent." Hanma snorts, "you think you'd have the brains to realize I'm not someone to mess with. And I don't take kindly to idiots like you trying to tell me who my girl should or shouldn't be with."
Hanma takes a step forward then, towering over the boy whose skin has grown pale, eyes flooding with fear as he stares up at Hanma.
"I especially don't take kindly to you scaring my girl either."
"I-I–"
Grabbing Asahi by the collar of his jacket, Asahi falls silent as Hanma pulls him up until he's standing on the tip of his toes, kicking his feet beneath him.
"But it seems I screwed up too, huh? My girl shouldn't have to be afraid because she should know I'd never let anyone touch her, let alone look at her if they made her uncomfortable."
There's a pause and Hanma's gaze grows wild as his fist slowly raises beside him, Asahi's cries of panic and pleads of mercy simply a background noise.
"So it looks like I gotta show her why."
BAJI:
"You're loud."
Well, Baji guessed he couldn't necessarily argue with that.
"You're rash."
That, too... maybe.
"You're not very smart."
Uh, ouch.
"You act without thinking. It could get Y/N hurt."
Okay, well that was just rude.
You were always Baji's top priority.
Well, that and fighting. But, still.
"I think I'd be a much better fit for her."
Baji should've figured this is where the conversation was going. Letting his eyes drift across the boy stood in front of him, he takes in the sight of his Toman uniform. He doesn't readily recognize the boy, so he's certainly not in his division.
Ballsy, he'd admit.
But stupid nonetheless.
He's probably in Mitsuya's division, Baji laughs to himself.
Well, not for much longer.
"I'll take your silence as a sign you agree with me–"
"I wouldn't jump to conclusions," Baji chuckles, grinning down widely at the boy. "What makes you think you're so great for Y/N? I know she's happy with me."
Lips parting, the boy pauses; "what?"
"You listed off all the reasons why you think I'm not a good fit for her, right?" He quirks a brow, and the boy nods. "So, tell me why you think you're a good match for her. You win, I'll break up with Y/N. And if you lose... well, needless to say." With a wide grin, Baji cracks his knuckles, baring his fists down at the boy.
The boys eyes widen, and he fumbles for a second, before he steels himself, inhaling deeply.
"Well, I'm smart, for one–"
"Wrong," Baji cuts in, "Y/N doesn't like smart guys. Why else would she have gone for me?"
Faltering, the boy shakes his head; "w-well, I'm a good cook–"
"Y/N prefers cooking herself," Baji shakes his head. "It's her passion."
Cheeks redenning, the boy rushes to add; "I-I'm! I'm strong!"
Baji just laughs; "not as strong as me. You're not even a vice captain of Toman!"
Thoroughly embarrassed, the boy hesitates, face bright red.
"Looks like you lose," Baji sings, stepping towards the boy. "I mean, if you really knew Y/N, you'd know the most important thing."
"W-What?"
"That none of that matters because she loves me!"
"You can't just–"
He never finishes what he's about to say before a fist makes contact with his cheek, knocking him off his feet and sending him straight to the ground.
Baji glances down at him with a blink.
"Strong my ass."
He makes a move toward him, before;
"Keisuke!"
Eyes lighting up, Baji spins, grinning at the sight of you. "Y/N!"
You fall in front of him, eyes flickering from the boy groaning on the ground back to him, "did you get in another fight again?"
Baji shrugs; "the guy deserved it. Not much of a fight either.”
And your eyes fall back on the boy on the ground and there's a flicker of hope where he thinks you might help but, but then after a moment you follow Baji's lead, shrugging, letting him take your hand in his before leading him off.
Guess Baji was right – you really did love him.
KAZUTORA:
"I mean, didn't you go to juvie?"
Frowning, Kazutora glares at the man, Daiki as he'd introduced himself as, in front of him. He was apparently a co-worker of yours, though Kazutora's never heard you talk about him before.
Stuck at this party your work was holding for you as a celebration for the promotion you'd received and your excellent work at the company, Kazutora had gotten a whole half hour of your time before you'd been whisked off by two woman, you offering an apologetic smile over your shoulder in response.
At the time, Kazutora hadn't minded – this night was for you after all and he wanted you to enjoy it.
Now, though? He desperately wanted to leave.
"How do you even know that?" Kazutora asks, his patience thin.
"I did some research when Y/N mentioned your name," Daiki shrugs. "Of course, when she mentioned you she hadn't mentioned that."
It's obviously meant as a jab. But Kazutora knew you weren't embarrassed of him – at least, he'd been pretty sure of that.
"Well, it's not really any of your business is it?" Kazutora cuts in, barely able to contain the snide in his tone. He barely liked socializing with people anyway, especially strangers, but he'd gone for you and because he wanted to be apart of your celebration. It was the least he could do after all you'd done for him.
But now he wishes he’d stayed home if he had to continue dealing with this guy.
"Still," Daiki insists, "aren't you embarrassed? I mean, such an upstanding woman... it's a wonder why she ever chose you."
"I chose him because I love him for him," you cut in and Kazutora’s eyes widen, glancing over his shoulder to see you making your way over to him. You look absolutely stunning, dressed in a floor length Y/F/C dress and when you notice his eyes on you, you smile at him, before it falters as you turn back to glance at your coworker. "But I hardly think that's any of your business anyways."
You fall next to Kazutora, wrapping your arm around his waist as you fall into his side, and the second you do, you squeeze Kazutora's side, and he realizes you're trying to reassure him.
"Y/N–!"
"Honestly, Daiki," you breathe out, voice coming out purposely exasperated as you roll your eyes. "I've had this conversation with you multiple times. I am happily in a relationship and your obsession with my personal affairs is strange and inappropriate. Given my promotion, I could easily have you fired."
Kazutora watches as the man's eyes widen, cheeks bleeding red as he shakes his head; "my-my apologies. Please, you don't have to go that far. I'll... I'll make sure I stop."
You raise a brow, holding the man with bated breath for a moment, before you nod. "Just don't let it happen again."
Daiki scurries off without another word, desperate to get away and Kazutora watches as you let out a sigh, shoulders falling as you shift, coming to stand in front of him, hands falling on his hips.
"I'm sorry about him. He's been... annoyingly persistant about asking me out for the past bit. I thought he'd have stopped when I reported him last week but when I saw him talking to you just now, I realized he hadn't."
Kazutora glances down at you, meeting your gaze.
You understand what he's trying to say before he even does; "nuh-uh," you shake your head, tugging him closer to you. "Don't let a word that idiot says get to you. He's just a pervert anyways. He spends half of his time looking down my shirt and I would never want to be with someone like him over you."
Biting his lips, Kazutora smiles softly; "I love you."
"I love you too," you grin, before slipping your hand into his. "Now, come on, I want to introduce you to my friends."
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buccini555 · 6 months
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𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: "𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮"
⁀➴ Them reacting to you saying "I hate you" after an argument
⌕ H e a d c a n o n s !
ᶻ 𝗓ᵎ 𝐹𝑡. Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Kakucho Hitto, Izana Kurokawa, Shinichiro Sano, Inui Seishu and Kokonoi Hajime
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𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢
Ran would be surprised and immediately remain completely silent, he would ignore you and look at you with a look of utter disappointment.
"So that's it? You hate me? Okay, just leave me." He would say in a serious tone, pretending not to be hurt in a certain way and would definitely shrug his shoulders, ignoring you after your spoke.
"Think better before you take out your stupid anger on me, understood?" Ran wouldn't listen to your apologies or any other speech coming from you, he would remain rude to you for a long period of time and would certainly become even more absent.
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𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢
Momentarily, Rindou just wouldn't take your sentence seriously, despite that, that doesn't mean that hearing those words didn't hurt him in some way.
"You have to control your fucking emotions before you say something you'll regret later." Immediately, Rindou would respond to your speech, looking away and shaking his head in denial, it was undeniable that Rindou was totally disappointed with such an attitude coming from you.
"... Leave me alone." He would ask politely before he lost control with you and worsened the current situation between the two of you.
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𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨
Haruchiyo would ignore you talk, or at least try to ignore it, hearing you say that you sincerely hated him broke his heart, but he would never show any feelings about it.
"I'm not going to stand here and listen to you talk shit." Sanzu wouldn't hesitate to leave to avoid even more confusion, he honestly didn't intend to end up losing control with you.
"...You've already hurt me enough." It would be the last thing Haruchiyo would say to you before walking away, even if you apologized or wanted him to stay, Sanzu would ignore you, even if he didn't want to, he would leave you for a while.
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𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨
Kakucho always did his best to avoid fights and would never say rude things to you, when he heard you say that you hated him, the taller felt his world collapse at the same moment, despite everything, Kakucho hid how sensitive he was, but, at that moment, all he could do was cry.
"I-I'm sorry for making you hate me, I never wanted that..." As soon as he calmed down a little, he would say completely disappointed in having let things get to this state.
After this fact, Kakucho would remain hurt for a long time, no matter how much he understood you or accepted your apology, he would continue to feel that feeling of not feeling loved and being unable to make someone really love him.
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𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚
Izana would be deeply hurt and disbelieve your words, as soon as he heard you, he would laugh nervously, but as soon as he realized how serious your words were, the smile would give way to a serious expression.
"I hate myself too, do you think I would really be affected by your stupid hatred for me?" Izana would say, screaming, he wouldn't even be able to look at you, he would just remain brooding away inside because he thought that, in a way, he had caused such behavior in you.
"Since you hate me, go ahead! Leave! Leave me like everyone else did!" It would be Izana's final speech, he really wouldn't accept your apology.
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𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨
Shinichiro would look at you with a look of disapproval and sadness, he wouldn't even be able to believe what he was hearing.
"... You hate me?" He would say, still in denial, the fight would end instantly, Shinichiro wouldn't even want to hear you anymore, he would really believe those words and that would hurt.
"I would never say something like that to you, never! Do you know the pain of hearing that? You'll never know that." After completing his speech, it would take you a while to see him again, Shinichiro would definitely leave you there, alone, because he was hurt and also to get away from all those fights.
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𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐮
He would be completely disbelieved in your statement even though he knew that the fight was becoming unbearable, he really didn't expect that from you.
"Y-you hate me?" He would question, with teary eyes and a trembling and low voice, as soon as you finished speaking, Inupi would immediately look away and try to hide how much it affected him.
"I'm sorry for making you hate me, it won't happen again." Before you could say anything or apologize, Inui would say, walking away and going to be alone for a while, at that moment, he would believe your words, making him feel guilty for not being able to avoid all that fight.
After a while of trying to convince himself that you just said that in a moment of anger, Inui would try to forget the whole mess.
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𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞
Kokonoi would be silent as soon as you made your speech, hearing you say that you hate him would really hurt him, despite that, Koko wouldn't show how sad and disappointed he would feel, on the contrary, he would act as if nothing had happened.
"You hate me? Okay, I'll remember that." He would say in the calmest tone he could and give a wry smile.
"I'm sorry, but I can't say the same to you." Kokonoi would walk away from you and not say anything else after that, ignoring any apology or anything like that, deep down, he would honestly be holding himself back from crying.
Even if everything was fine, Koko would definitely hold a certain grudge against you, moreover, he would start to think that you really hate him, making him become a little cold and distant.
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doudouo · 3 months
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low quality rindou pt.3 ☆
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unluckilyimnot · 2 months
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Can you do rindou with a chaotic girlfriend? Like she is introverted but when she is with rindou she acts weird asf and rindou just goes 😮😮 (it's kinda weird sorry) thank you if you ever decided to do. Love your writing.
Rindou with a weird gf
m.list || rules || requests are open :)
Hiiii ! Thank you sm for your request I loved it sm ! That's not weird I like that kind of idea hihi
I was soooo busy this weekend and I didn't have internet where I was, so sorry about that 😭
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You're so damn pretty and he doesn't know what he's putting himself into
You're so shy or coy around people but you get along well with Ran so he knows your more than that  
Never once before dating you he thought you'll be that type of person 
He was taken aback the first time you step on the tea table because it was in your way and you were lazy
Stepping on top of books or magazine laying there without thinking twice, making him gasp a little 
He whining like a baby the first time you bite his cheeks
"Wtf is wrong with you !" "I'm showing you that I love you !" 
He got used to it but that's something that startles him a lot for a long time
"What do you hear in your head when you don't think?" You ask questions like this one a lot, he used to frown at you, trying to understand where you get that from bur always answer anyway
He thought he had saw a lot of weird stuff in detention or with his friends group but sometimes remember that having a cute and pretty s/o comes with a twisted mind
You make biscuit like cat in his laps as well + bonus point if you have long nails 
You're a little too friendly with bugs and sometimes bring some to your/his place 
And if you're with people you scare the shit out of people around you, not getting what's wrong 
He's not funded of that (bugs) but he tries his best for you i guess but he does get rid of spiders and centipedes, that's his limits, he can't sleep with that next to his bed
He's fine with other bugs generally and he's always easing people if needed 
He knows that you don't get along well with people, so when you show something you like and people's reactions is a little extreme he's the first to tell them to calm down and deal with it
He tries to make it works with his friends but you're only close to Ran honestly 
You two try skin care product together and stay inside for days sometimes 
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I hope you likes it !
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hoejosatoru · 4 months
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More Random NSFW headcannons for Tokyo Revengers men
part 1 here
Ran
Loves having risky sex. Whether it's a semi public place or fucking someone he knows he shouldn't (like a friend's sister) he's all about it. He gets a rush out of getting away with it, plus he loves the idea of breaking the rules. It makes the sex so much more exciting and satisfying to him. But don't think that means he's gonna be quiet about it. He loves pushing the boundaries by trying to make you scream while he fucks you to see just how much he can get away with.
Rindou
This man is going to put you in positions you didn't even know were possible. He's so good a manipulating your body into anyway he wants. Loves having you pinned and completely at his mercy. He's never satisfied until he's fucked you dumb. Has good stamina so he's definitely able to blow multiple loads in you until he's had his fill.
Izana
Meanie in bed. You want something? Better be ready to beg for it. And if you don't do a good enough job, well, then you better be prepared to be punished. Teases and degrades you until you're a begging mess, but when he finally give you what you want it's so good. Knows your body so well he can make you cum in a minute when he wants.
Kakucho
Literally the opposite of Izana. Worships you and would do anything you ask. Not a fan of quickies because he likes to take his time and appreciate every part of your body. Foreplay goes on forever, but it's amazing. You've cum multiple times before he even puts it in. And he's the sweetest with aftercare.
Shinichiro
Okay so I think he's the type to cum quick. This isn't a diss because I love Shin, but his ass just cannot resist busting when he's in pussy, especially if you're fucking raw. He'll apologize profusely and say it's just cause you feel so fucking good. But it doesn't ever bother you because this man will never leave you unsatisfied no matter what. Plus, he loves eating you out after he's cum in you.
Wakasa
Lowkey a little manipulator. He acts like he doesn't like a fuss, but he fucking loves getting you jealous. He'll flirt with other girls to get you all riled up because he thinks it's sexy when you get all mad. Of course he will take you to the bathroom and fuck you until the whole place knows that you belong to each other.
Takeomi
Loves revers cowgirl because I think he's an ass man. Also cause he’s a little lazy and likes making you do the work. There is nothing sexier to him than getting to watch his cock slip in and out of you. Also smokes during sex. Will never actually burn you with the cigarette, but purposefully lets some ashes fall on you. He likes the way you gasp and whine when they hit your skin.
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dead-boys-club · 5 months
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So, I'm alive.
Busted my phone up, had to drop a whole ass bank account to replace it and my service 🤦🏻‍♀️ but, I'm back and excited to work on my Christmas prompts. ♡ feel free to still request, the list is down below.
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viriko · 2 years
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TR FIC — solely for the heart
by: viriko ﻬ elfzio on ao3
pairing: bajifuyu
rating: general audiences
word count: 1.9k (oneshot)
of all the times they would come to a conclusion and get away, this was perhaps his favorite one.
three times baji and chifuyu ran away + the one time they finally settle down
read on ao3
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m4nj1r0s · 14 days
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Ran Haitani relationship headcannons
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- Was probably only using you for entertainment, and was 100% planning on leaving you after about a month.
- Since you two weren’t serious in his mind, mf was a MENACE.
- Got you a COLD pack when you were on your period and had cramps.
- Like my Hanma post, gives bad girl advice to Rindou.
- “Girls prefer cold packs when they’re on their period, it helps the cramps.”
- Like a week before he was going to break up with you, he noticed a rival of his making lovey-dovey eyes at you. He postponed breaking up with you just to spite his rival.
- Was extra affectionate with you if he ever saw the guy JUST to be petty to the max but he found himself doing it privately too. And.. he liked it. Rindou helped him come to the conclusion he genuinely liked you!!
- But now you can’t leave him, ever :(
- You guys have dates where you just nap together. I’m not talking like you just came over and you two were bored so you took a nap. No, no, no like this is an actual PLANNED date. It’s marked on his calendar and everything as ‘date night’ with a bunch of hearts made with red sharpie. Ran probably gets Rindou to go out so you guys can have some peace and quiet.
- “Isn’t this nice, baby?”
- “I can feel you trying to interlock our toes.”
- Probably took Rindou a while to warm up to you, but the real ice breaker is when Rindou came home drunk whilst Ran was asleep so you guys played video games and did karaoke.
- Ran wanted to tear his hair out at Rindou’s singing but he said yours was like a lullaby. 🤗
- Probably has a picture of Nahoya and Souya that he throws darts at in his room. 😭😭
- If you’re shorter than him, he loves putting things you need on a high shelf so you have to ask him to get it.
- And he does this whilst you’re using it. ☹️
- Backfires when you just ask Rindou..
- Expects you to have his picture as your lock screen and refuses to put yours as his. His lock screen is a picture of his bed.
- When you got upset he refused to have your picture as his lock screen, he tried to make it up to you by taping a picture of you to his fighting baton.
- “This is practically the same thing, actually, it’s better! Would you rather I tape it to my uniform instead??”
- He’s genuinely asking.
- You’re saved in his phone as smth like “Honeycomb suckle sugar plum pumpkin pie ❤️💜🤍🤎💚🧡💝😫”
- Wants to learn a new language with you just so you guys can talk about stuff without Rindou eavesdropping (I hc Rindou has a bad habit of this).
- He is IMPOSSIBLE to wake up, like you could try everything and he would still be fast asleep.
- Literally the only thing that makes him wake up is the smell of breakfast or any food in general
- Has a black hole as a stomach (metaphorically)
- It’s cute since you guys can have that thing together where if you can’t finish your food he will just finish it for you :)
- Type of guy to lay on his side with a rose in his mouth and his head propped up with his hand when you come home from work or whatever with careless whisper playing on in the background
- Backfires when he cuts his lip with a thorn 😭
- “I’m never doing this romantic shit again.”
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I was debating making this a yandere hc post but it feels more of a normal one
It’s a pretty short hc post but I’m back now 🤭
And I will get to requests that are already in my ask box in the next few weeks, since it’s close to exam season for me 😓
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milkywaydrabbles · 7 months
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❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who would give you the world if you asked him to. Ran, who fell in love with you the moment he saw you, bright eyed and laughing at a joke or other your friend said in a club he owned.
❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who watched you for the rest of the night, dancing silly with the rest of your friends, you just came to have a fun time, not wanting to go home with anyone.
❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who felt nervous the moment your eyes met his, seeing how your eyes grew wide with embarrassment that you were caught staring. (He could help but smile, like he hadn't been staring all night)
❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who finally had the balls to tap you on your shoulder and introduce himself (not as the owner, just as some guy really) and asked for a date.
❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who bought you flowers week after week, telling you that you were worth these and more.
❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who didn't tell you about himself, what he really did, until a few months into the relationship, hoping for the best but expecting the worst.
❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who wanted to propose to you on the spot when you just smiled at him and laughed, running your hands through his hair when he heard you say 'that explains a lot of things. Now, can I finally meet your brother?'
❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who bought the engagement ring the day after you moved in with him a year into the relationship, because he just knew you were the one since the day he met you.
❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who writes his own vows because he wants it to be special for you and only you, waiting for the right day to pop the question.
❤︎₊ ⊹Ran, who will tell the rest of the execs that you're his wife, even if you're not married yet, because he knows you will be one day.
。゚゚・。・゚゚。 ゚。 Haitani Ran  ゚・。・゚
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petpippin · 5 months
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^ㅁ^ things tokyo rev characters do in and out of relationships  ── toman edition!
some cute... some downright foul. 🍊
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hakkai, who for the first few months of dating, has the two of you corresponding through letters.
mikey on the other hand, who's suddenly inviting himself everywhere you go. going to the store to buy the most inane thing ever? not without him!
and while mikey's absolutely shameless, chifuyu really just finds himself having business wherever you're going. heading to the mall? great! chifuyu just needs to buy a new pair of uh... socks.
although draken has always been aware of his height advantage, he's only now become aware of how satisfying it is that he's taller than you, specifically. gets a kick out of having to lean down to kiss you.
mitsuya who's suddenly doing everything one-handed. turns out it's incredibly difficult to pin a thread through a needle, when his palm is pressed against yours, fingers interlocked.
often finding himself daydreaming during particularly dreadful toman meetings, sanzu's mind always travels back to you in the end. he can't help but wonder if you're waiting up for him, sat in bed knowing he'll come back to you, sneaking in the bedroom window in the dead of night.
baji who honestly gets weirdly rough with you. not violent, of course, his mom taught him better, but biting is certainly not off the table. neither is clamping his big, warm hand over yours, and squeezing so tight you're shrieking, apparently.
kazutora, who, nicely put, is an absolute maniac. you're honestly put off when he's suddenly tripping you over, pinching at your cheeks, holding you so tightly to his chest that you're actually suffocating. (little do you know it's just 'cause his heart is throbbing because you're so damn cute he can't deal!)
peh-yan has given you the most nauseating embarrassment you've ever suffered.
this mostly comes off the fact that sometimes he's too stupid to actually listen, and will confront full-on strangers! in public! most of the time it comes from a mishearing on his part, which is the cringiest thing ever. even worse when he's with pah, because then he's refusing to back down after! always leads to you getting nasty looks as well.
now kisaki, he's the real stalker. like this one's not even funny, nor cute, he's actually just. a stalker. logs all of your habits and routines, from how you like your tea, to what you position you prefer to sleep in. but you don't need to know that. <3
one thing about hanma is that when he's with you, he is not hanma. he is not shuji, and you know damn well better not to call him any of that 'reaper' bullshit, either. hanma's your baby, and he will exclusively answer to that.
smiley... is a MENACE. this one actually tries to freak you out, like testing you really weirdly. loves to suddenly get all up in your face, try to lick your eyeball and then laugh when you're getting all wound up. (over nothing! he insists.)
angry doesn't need to do all that. he's taking a more romantic route, you see. okay, yes, maybe he's a bit of a starer (nothing kisaki worthy), but if you catch him, he's always got a compliment prepared to throw you off. flusters himself, too.
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