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Average day at the Haitani house

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does he still drink w the homeless or nah

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hmm

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Here are more silly things

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Ass or tits?

Nanami Kento,Geto Suguru, Gojo Satoru

Geto Suguru

Gojo Satoru

Nanami Kento

MDNI

I decided to try my hand at a little texty text thing. Lmk if you guys enjoyed :) tis but a lil trial so lmk if you want me to make more and for other characters. Rb’s and comments are greatly appreciated!

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Police Haitani brother's! Good luck if you get caught by these two

Also not Ran with his uniform half undone while Rindou wears his properly, why is Ran like this???

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he looks discombobulated

"hmm let me think"

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could literally talk abt him all day

#1 kanto mikey apologist

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Who wants to be Toman's darling? Raise your hand 🙋

If you raised your hand this tier is for you: Spicy Foreplay

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"Manjiro Sano" aka "Mikey"

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Really appreciate Wakui fixing the mistake with Kazutora's tattoo in the full colour, love his tattoo sm

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cw: none. just fluff.

hanma flinches away from any form of intimacy that isn’t sexual at first. when you lean in to kiss his cheek, when you wrap your arms around his shoulders from behind—he just stands there frozen, unsure of what to do, how to proceed with such random display of affection.

he finally learns to appreciate it when he’s about to leave for a toman meeting, his tie is not cooperating neither are his shoes or his hair—he’s starting to get pissed.

“hey, you’re okay,” you say softly when you feel breathe in harshly, you can feel his heart beat speeding up against your fingers as you rub his chest soothingly. your fingers then tug at his tie and you start to do it for him—without him having to ask. and shuji just… stares.

you're used to his intense eyes, but you find yourself smiling when you find him staring at you. you don’t mind, continuing to fix his tie before dusting invisible dirt off of his shoulders. your hand reaches towards his hair and you run your fingers through the dual toned strands, fixing them to your liking. it was always so pretty, such a nice color.

“there you go, all done.” you say it almost in a kindergarten teacher’s voice, sounding very proud that hanma has to lean down to capture your lips in a swift kiss that has you smiling against his mouth.

he pulls away then kisses you again, and then again and again—

“o-okay,” you giggle and place your hands on his shoulders, feeling his lips trail towards your neck. “shuji, you have to leave!”

“I do?” he mumbles against your neck and you hold back a pleasured sigh, knowing that the sound could easily change him mind and have him cancel all of his plans for the rest of the day.

“mhm baby you do,” you reply, planting a kiss to his cheek. “now go, you look good.”

he feels lucky, undeserving of such affection and love from you. he wants to fight back and tell you to go find someone better than him, more emotionally stable—but when he sees you looking at him from the balcony, waving excitedly as he starts the car, his cold heart melts.

home is where you belong.

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1:01am - kurokawa izana

note: enemies (?) to lovers, reader dislikes izana (or does she) :p translations posted below but i advise reading the entire fic first <33 

“ang ganda mo talaga.” izana says and you stop in your tracks, looking at him with a glare. “what the fuck did you just say to me?” izana only smiles, walking away. 

you turn to look at rindou who was raising a brow at the event that just happened. “can you believe that guy?!” you said, feeling annoyed. 

rindou shrugs. “i don’t think he did anything wrong, you just hate him.” you sighed, pissed off. 

“i don’t hate him. i just don’t like that he keeps talking in his other language behind my back, i mean, who knows what he’s been saying!” you explain. “he might have been calling me dumb!” rindou snickers at your statement. 

“i don’t think izana needs to speak filipino to call you dumb.” “what’s that supposed to mean?!” rindou says nothing and you almost want to whack him across the face with ran’s baton. 

“all i’m saying is, you’re overthinking it.” rindou assures before he stands up and walks away, presumably walking towards his brother. 

you scoff, glaring daggers at the tenjiku’s leader’s back. 

“you don’t get it, kakucho!” you rant to the scarred man who looked like he wanted to be anywhere else. you’ve been going at it for the past 15 minutes just because izana graced your presence a little while ago. 

“ang ganda ng ngiti mo, sana lagi ka nalang nakangiti.” izana winks, a smirk on his face but you misinterpret that as him being condescending. to be fair, izana said no word to you but barged in you and kakucho’s conversation. hence why you and kakucho’s topic shifted from gangs to the tenjiku leader himself. 

“you’re overthinking it, (y/n).” kakucho tries to calm you down, but to no avail. 

your nose flared, a sharp inhale followed as you seemed to be getting pissed. “that’s what rindou said the other day. god damn, were all of you briefed about his stupid language? why do all of you keep saying that?!” kakucho says nothing, not wanting to reveal what his boss meant. 

in all honesty, kakucho grew up so close to izana that he himself could speak a few phrases, he knew what izana was saying but it wasn’t his place to play translator for you. 

“aha!” you snap, as if you had the greatest idea, kakucho looked at you but said nothing, waiting for you to continue “what if i learn to speak the language?” kakucho couldn’t help the snort that came out of his mouth, and you looked at him as if he offended your entire bloodline. 

“sorry, sorry.” kakucho waves his hand in dismissal, “but you do know that a translator app exists, right?” a gasp left your lips at kakucho’s suggestion. 

“oh my god, you’re so right.” 

kakucho knew it wasn’t his place to meddle, but it didn’t mean he wouldn’t give you ideas. 

it was about time you knew what the hell izana was saying anyways 

the next time you saw izana, you had your phone ready, the translator app’s microphone option was turned on and you were anticipating what the tanned male would say. 

“oi, izana!” the tanned male looked back at you with an unimpressed face, eyebrow raised in question. 

your hands were behind your back, phone tucked away to hide from his violet eyes. 

“what?” 

“how’s my outfit?” you twirled playfully, wanting to hear a snarky comment because you knew that the fit you wore for today looked ridiculous. it had no styling whatsoever and the colors did not mesh in any way, making you look like a hot mess. 

izana gave you an up-down, eyes calculating, probably finding the words to say before he looks at you with a smile– that you couldn’t tell whether it was sarcastic or what. 

“kahit ano isuot mo, maganda ka parin.” “no matter what you wear, you still look beautiful.”

shit. your phone blared out. you forgot to adjust the setting and the app kept repeating the translation. 

your face burned at the blatant exposure of your plans, only to hear izana chuckle. 

“if you wanted to know what it meant, you could’ve just said so.” “that’s bullshit! you wouldn’t tell me what you meant.” izana smiles as he takes a step closer to you. 

“ang cute mo pag nagagalit ka.” “you’re so cute when you’re mad.” 

“w-what?” 

izana sighs, as if he were disappointed. “i thought i could keep up the teasing longer.” he says before he looks you in the eye. 

“ngayon, liligawan na kita ha? bawal humindi ♡.” “now, i’m going to court you, alright? you can’t say no. ♡” god you hated how deep his voice was in a different language. it does things to you that you do not want to explain.

but you couldn’t find it in you to say no either. not that you wanted to in the first place. 

guess kakucho's plan worked out because now he can stop hearing izana fawn about you in two languages. (oh how wrong he was)

translations ♡

ang ganda mo talaga - you really are so beautiful.

ang ganda ng ngiti mo, sana lagi ka nakangiti - your smile is really pretty, i hope you always smile

note: might write a part two if i feel like it but im not making any promises lmao