#(I wonder if members of Toman will notice?)

[joonipertree]

Gang Leader Girlfriend Things™

Tags: Mikey x Fem!reader, Fluff, crack, no angst, he's only soft for you <3, love of his life

You know, I think the first rule of joining a gang should be 'don't piss off the leader'. Like, you wanna fight people who can whoop your ass? Go for it, that takes courage and respect. But you join a gang like Toman with 'Invincible Mikey' as the head, the one thing you should probably not do is make him mad.

(Nobody is stupid enough to do that though, much less Toman.)

Mikey personally didn't fight the weak, finds no joy in something that isn't a challenge. Two highschoolers that got recruited by Mitchy's crew? He could tell they were nothing from the back of their babbling heads.

"My god, there's no way a girl like that is here. She's so fucking hot."

"What's a girl even doing in a gang? There's no way she fights."

Mikey's eye twitched. Not only are you most definitely in Toman, with a gang jacket and everything (You had your own but you ended up wearing his most of the time, pretty in what's his.) One of Toman's strongest was Senju, someone who would kick their ass too.

"Do you think she's single?"

"She is not." Mikey drawled, eyes dead and head tilted. Draken came behind him, wondering why his captain was just standing there. Mikey was always friendly with new members but very evidently, those two were an exception.

"What a bummer. She could've been mine."

Draken wanted to laugh so badly but Mikey's hand was warning him into silence before he could.

Mikey couldn't see the dude's face but knew that he was too ugly for you. You weren't into pathetic fucks. And the only person Mikey was pathetic for, was you.

A lot of gang members' eyes were on them now, ready to bow to their captain but stopping when Draken raised his palm. They could tell something was off, looking at the two kids who just didn't bother turning. The aura around Mikey was practically tangible though, suffocating to anyone who took notice.

Yamagishi staggered towards his friends, ready to point out the very dangerous threat behind them. Of course, he was the one who recruited them. If he wasn't Takemitchy's friend, Mikey would've added him to his blacklist. Mikey's finger against his lip kept Yamagishi from saying anything. Their fates were sealed already.

"Man, I could probably take her boyfriend on. Easy win and I get her."

Draken choked, Yamagishi wanted to die, the few people who were close enough to listen stepped away. Mikey still didn't say anything, because the moment he was waiting for finally happened.

Chifuyu had let you know of the arrival with a nod of his head, pausing in his rant about a manga you guys had been reading. You saw Draken's head first, eyes lowering, knowing that Mikey would always fall close. And there he was, his blond ponytail the only thing you could see. Your heart filled up like it always did because fuck, you wanted to consume him in your love. His eyes peaked out and your smile stretched your cheeks.

You walked as if on auto pilot, feet having a pep in them as you did. He stepped out in full view and you squealed at his gentle eyes and outstretched arms. You practically ran to him, you missed him and missed him and missed him.

Your shoulder grazed someone's as you zoomed past and launched yourself into Manjiro's warm embrace. Strong arms encircled you immediately, his cheek squishing against yours. And before you knew it, your feet were off the ground as he twirled you around. Unabashed laughter left your lips, hanging onto him and letting his warm and wet kisses pepper your face. The swooping in your chest was welcomed, clinging to the boy you've loved for years. Your precious----

"Hi, Jiro~" You crooned, eyes open to catch his reddened cheeks and sparkling eyes.

He put your feet on the ground and pulled you close by the waist, noses touching each other's.

"Hi, baby." He said in a hushed voice.

You gave his cheek a peck, knowing one on the lips would result in him not getting off of you. There was supposed to be a meeting, so you decided to have him later. Being a gang leader's girlfriend was hard work.

"Did you have a good day?" You asked, knowing he woke up an hour ago, barely in the realm to text you a 'good morning, honey' ('Morning' in Mikey's realm was 1pm).

"Mhm." Mikey hummed, giving your cheek a kiss too. You relished in it.

"Where are you going?" Draken's voice came gruffly and you saw the tall man with his hands on two members' shoulders.

Your boyfriend's gaze fell on them, hardened and cold. It made you shiver, his arms tightening around you when you did. It didn't scare you, he looked hot but it never meant anything good.

You blinked at the two boys, confused and just now noticing the complete silence and the eyes of everyone on you.

I mean, you were a spectacle whenever Jiro was involved but weren't they used to it by now?

"You guys have really bad awareness if you didn't notice me even when I spoke up. I don't know if we want that in our gang." Mikey's words were sweet but dripping in venom, a grin to hide his clear rage.

"I'm so so sorry, boss! We didn't know she was yours, I swear!!" Dude no 1 got on his knees immediately, more so because his legs gave out.

"It's our first day, please have mercy." Dude no 2 shouted, bowing till his head met the floor.

Oh, you thought, they were actual idiots.

Seeing people bow and beg at your boyfriend was always surreal. You knew he had repertoire and respect because of years of being a gang leader. Personally, you never really understood gang things tm. But you knew your Mikey could kick ass and people looked up to him, so you always enjoyed the times he did gang leader things tm cuz it was hot.

"Yamagishi, you recruited them so you have responsibility. Have anything to add?" Mikey asked the frozen boy, who probably stopped breathing a long time ago.

"Uh, it was Takemitchy's idea?" The boy said, knowing who Mikey's kryptonite was.

"You're the one who asked me. Don't try to get me killed along with them!" The acting president hollered.

Mikey turned to his best friend, smile still plastered on his face. If Takemitchy didn't have the trauma to back up his biggest endeavour, he would be worried that the dark impulse would've possessed him from that interaction alone.

"Mitchy, normally I would let the head captain step in for any decision made about their division. But since they directly challenged me, we have to deal with it like all gangs do, right?"

"We didn't....we didn't know, promise!" Dude no 2 peeped out.

"Hmm, but wasn't it you who said that you could take her boyfriend on? It'd be an easy win? There's enough people who witnessed that."

"Oh, Lord Almighty." Takemitchy murmured, "nothing can save them now."

"Not even an hour in and they're going to die." Another murmur from the crowd. (It was Ran)

"I never said that, I am not a part of this." Dude no 1 threw his friend under the bus immediately. It was understandable.

"'She could've been mine,'" Mikey practically sang, taking off his jacket, "is what you said, right?"

"No I couldn't," you spoke absentmindedly, only looking at your boyfriend cuz you'd lost interest in the morons, "you're too ugly for me."

It was a blow that hit almost as hard as the kick they were about to receive. Mikey let out an affectionate snort as he covered your head with his jacket. The heavy material blocking your peripheral as he left your side within a second. A sick crack brandished the air, followed by two thuds.

"Welp, that fight didn't last. How boring, wanted to show off." Mikey sounded bored, the asphalt crunching under his slippers as he walked back.

"Are they--" Takemitchy's panicked pitch followed, a very common tone whenever Mikey was involved.

"Breathing." Draken called out, giving them a light kick on the side to check.

"Takemitchy, your crew is banned from recruiting." Their leader yelled back with his head only half turned, a flurry of 'yes sir!'s came.

"Thank you for holding onto my jacket, baby." Mikey whispered as he took the jacket off your head and draped it on his shoulders. His eyes were back to being kind and gentle, warm hand cupping your face in gratitude. You melted into him, eyes closing. He left a kiss on your forehead, keeping you close.

"Ah, I'm hungry," he whined, "let's go get mcdonald's. I didn't eat breakfast."

"You didn't?" You asked as he interwined your fingers together and tugged.

"I had cereal but that barely counts." Mikey started chattering on, waving a hand to dismiss the meeting that never began.

[effetsecndaires]

— 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐠. (𝐡𝐜𝐬)

INCLUDES | keisuke baji, kazutora hanemiya, manjiro sano, shuji hanma

NOTE | This is really short, I'm sorry! I'm not sure how I feel about it either, but I hope it's not too bad.

— BAJI.

Pretty much everyone in Toman knows Baji has a soft spot for you. They never miss an opportunity to tease him about it, telling him to make the first move, to stop staring like a creep and just ask you out already.

...What they don't know is that you and Baji have been secretly dating for months now.

Though you decided to keep your relationship a secret mainly to keep each other safe and avoid being exposed to unnecessary danger, you both find amusement in keeping your friends in the dark about your relationship. It became like a fun little game between you and Baji, sharing playful glances and knowing smiles whenever the others would tease him about his supposed crush.

You're pretty sure Chifuyu knows the truth, though. There's always a knowing smirk on his face that suggests he might be onto your secret, but he plays along, giving you both a nod of approval whenever he catches the subtle displays of affection between the two of you.

If you eventually decide to make your relationship public, Baji will have a field day teasing his friends for not noticing sooner that you were dating. He won't miss the chance to brag about being the one who won the 'prettiest Toman member's heart, even poking fun at those who once had a crush on you.

— KAZUTORA

In the middle of all those men, it wasn't easy for you to find your place in Valhalla.

You often kept to yourself, feeling like you didn't really belong here. You had effortlessly managed to prove your strength and loyalty to the gang so everyone respected you and treated you as an equal — but it still felt weird to be surrounded with so many men, each more violent and intimidating than the other.

But with Kazutora, there was an instant connection that set him apart from the others.

Before you knew it, you were having secret meetings away from the prying eyes of the gang, and what began as just a friendship soon turned into something more.

Kazutora's affection towards you in public is subtle yet genuine. The two of you always make sure to stand away from each other during meetings and gatherings so as to not awake suspicions, but Kazutora quietly keeps an eye on you from a distance, checking up on you without drawing attention to your connection.

During fights, this protectiveness manifests in small yet meaningful gestures. Even though he trusts in your ability to handle yourself, he'll gladly position himself as a shield between you and any potential threats. He's always ready to divert attention away from you or take the hit in your place —which you often scold him for.

While it goes mainly unnoticed by others you can always tell when he does things for you, just to protect you. Sometimes, you manage to steal a quick kiss from him when nobody's looking, leaving a flustered Kazutora behind you.

— MIKEY.

Mikey is incredibly protective of you, which quickly makes people wonder if there's something going on between you. You both deny it every time, but you're not sure how much longer you'll manage to hide it — you're pretty sure Mikey has already told Draken anyway. (or Sanzu — depends if we're talking about Toman or Bonten Mikey)

It really doesn't help his case that he's always turning down his friend's invitations to hang out in favor of spending time with you. He doesn't explicitly tell them that — and he tries to cover up the fact that he's going out with you by using the excuse of wanting to stay at home and rest— but it doesn't take a genius to figure out his real intentions. It's no coincidence that you and Mikey are always unavailable at the same time.

The gang playfully teases him about his 'resting' time when they see him the next day, not realizing that these moments with you go beyond him simply sneaking away to see his girlfriend.

Your meetings are what keeps Mikey grounded, the very last anchor in his life that prevents him from completely losing himself.

When the weight of the world gets too overwhelming for him to bear, you become Mikey's refuge — the only person capable of providing the comfort he seeks and calming his racing thoughts.

— HANMA.

Hanma is a master at this whole secret relationship thing.

He effortlessly hides his feelings and shows no sign of concern for you, even when you get hurt during a fight or are facing threats from others. To the outside world, he treats you just like any other guy in Valhalla, pushing you to get up and keep fighting —fully aware that you can handle yourself and need no savior.

While he may not shower you with affection in public, there's another side of Hanma behind closed doors that only you gets to see;

As soon as the two of you are alone, he's all over you, always holding you close and kissing you like there's no tomorrow, getting all cocky over the fact that he's the only one allowed to kiss you and touch you like he does.

Of course, don't think he'll let the men who hurt you get away with it.

The next day, Hanma will take the matter into his own hands and seek out whoever hurt or threatened you. He doesn't give any explanation as to why he beats them up, simply brushing it off and telling everyone that he "just felt like it."

[thatlotuscookie]

Mikey from Tokyo Revengers please. Maybe where the reader is the only one who can calm him down when he's having a bad day or feeling overwhelmed, but she doesn’t realize how much it means to him?

✧･ﾟ: a/n : to the lovely anon who requested this—thank you! Mikey’s the type of character who hides his emotions well, but I can totally see him seeking comfort in someone who brings normalcy into his chaotic life. I hope this hits all the right feels for you! I listened to Understand by Keshi the whole time and AGHH brought me into the feels.

✧ Title: ✧ The Weight Of Everything ✧ ✧ Characters: Mikey (Manjiro Sano) x Reader (Fem!Reader) ✧ Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Romance ✧ Rating: T ✧ Summary: Mikey carries burdens that no one else can truly understand. On days when everything feels like it’s falling apart, your presence becomes his only source of calm. But when Mikey realizes just how much you mean to him, he's left wondering if there's a chance for something more. ✧ Content/Tags: Emotional vulnerability, Mentions of stress/burnout, Angst, Slow Burn, Vulnerability, Pining, Emotional Support, Confession ✧ WC: 1323 words // 7470 chars

Mikey was used to handling things alone.

Being the leader of Toman came with burdens that no one else could truly understand. The pressure of making decisions, keeping his friends safe, staying strong for everyone—it was a constant weight on his shoulders. Most days, he carried it without complaint, hiding his exhaustion behind that calm, almost childlike demeanor he was known for.

But there were days when it all became too much. Days like today, when even the smallest frustrations piled up until they became overwhelming, leaving him on the verge of snapping.

Mikey sat at the edge of the rundown rooftop, his legs dangling over the side as he stared blankly at the horizon. The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the city, but he couldn’t bring himself to appreciate the beauty of it. His mind was racing, his heart heavy with unspoken thoughts.

It was one of those days.

He’d been distant with the gang, unusually quiet, and though his friends had noticed, none of them dared to ask what was wrong. They knew better than to pry when Mikey was in one of his moods. Only Draken had given him a look, that knowing expression that said he understood—but even he hadn’t tried to approach.

Mikey preferred it that way. He didn’t want to be asked how he was feeling. He didn’t want to explain. He just wanted… to escape.

And that’s where you came in.

You weren’t a member of Toman, not in the traditional sense, but you’d been around long enough to be considered part of the family. You were close to the core group, though you never really saw yourself as anyone particularly important. You were just… there. Someone who offered a kind smile, someone who listened, someone who brought a sense of normalcy to their otherwise chaotic lives.

Unbeknownst to you, that normalcy had become something Mikey craved more than he would ever admit.

You spotted him sitting alone on the rooftop when you went looking for him. The others had mentioned his unusual behavior today, and while they didn’t seem too worried, you couldn’t help but feel concerned. Something about his silence had struck you as different, more unsettling than usual.

“Mikey?”

Your voice was soft as you approached, not wanting to startle him. He didn’t turn to look at you, but his shoulders relaxed ever so slightly at the sound of your voice.

Without waiting for an invitation, you sat down beside him, careful to leave a little space between you. The cool breeze tugged at your hair, and for a moment, neither of you spoke.

You glanced at him, noting the way his eyes were fixated on the horizon, distant and unfocused. “You okay?”

Mikey didn’t respond right away. He wasn’t sure how to explain what he was feeling—not even to himself. Instead, he shrugged, a small, almost imperceptible movement.

You weren’t surprised by his silence. He had always been a man of few words when it came to his emotions, and you’d long since learned that pushing him for answers wasn’t the way to go. So, you sat quietly beside him, your presence calm and steady.

After a few minutes, you sighed softly and leaned back, resting your hands behind you. “You know,” you began casually, your tone light, “sometimes I just come up here to watch the sunset when I’ve had a bad day. It’s kinda nice, isn’t it?”

Mikey’s gaze flickered to you for the first time since you’d arrived, his expression unreadable. He didn’t respond, but the tension in his posture eased just a little more.

You smiled, more to yourself than to him. “Yeah. It’s peaceful up here. Like nothing else matters.”

He remained quiet, but you didn’t mind. There was something about just sitting with him, even in silence, that felt… right. You didn’t need to fill the space with meaningless words. Sometimes, just being there was enough.

Minutes ticked by, and the sky shifted from orange to pink, then deep purple. The world around you seemed to grow quieter, and you found yourself relaxing more, the weight of the day lifting from your own shoulders.

Mikey, on the other hand, was watching you now. He didn’t know when it had happened, but at some point, your mere presence had become something he relied on. Something that grounded him when everything else felt like it was slipping through his fingers. You never asked for anything, never expected him to explain himself or act a certain way around you. You just… were. And that simple fact had become his lifeline.

He shifted slightly, moving closer to you, though he made sure not to draw attention to it. He didn’t want you to think too much of it—not yet, at least.

You turned your head, catching his movement, and smiled at him, though you didn’t comment on the fact that he was now sitting a little closer than before.

“Thanks,” he muttered suddenly, his voice barely above a whisper.

You blinked, surprised by the suddenness of his words. “For what?”

“For… this.” His eyes were still on the horizon, but his voice was softer than you’d ever heard it. “For just… being here.”

Your heart warmed at his words, but you shrugged it off, trying to keep things light. “Hey, that’s what friends are for, right?”

Friends. That word stung more than Mikey had expected it to. Was that all you thought you were? Just friends?

He didn’t respond, but the silence that followed was different this time—more charged, more significant. You felt it too, though you weren’t sure why. There was something in the way he was looking at you now, something in the air between you that made your pulse quicken.

Before you could say anything else, Mikey spoke again, his voice low and almost hesitant. “You don’t… even realize, do you?”

You frowned slightly, confused. “Realize what?”

“How much this means to me.” His gaze finally met yours, and the vulnerability in his eyes took your breath away. “How much you mean to me.”

Your heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, you were at a loss for words. You had never seen Mikey like this—so open, so raw. It was like the walls he had spent so long building around himself were starting to crack, just enough for you to see what lay beneath.

“I…” You struggled to find the right words, unsure of how to respond.

Mikey sighed, his usual confident demeanor faltering as he ran a hand through his hair. “I don’t know how to say this without sounding like an idiot, but… you’re the only one who can calm me down. When everything feels like it’s falling apart, you’re the only thing that keeps me from losing it.”

His confession hit you like a wave, and suddenly, everything made sense. The way he always seemed to seek you out, the way he relaxed whenever you were around. It wasn’t just coincidence. It was because you had become something more to him—something that went beyond friendship.

“I didn’t know…” you whispered, your voice barely audible. “I didn’t know I meant that much to you.”

Mikey smiled, though it was small and a little sad. “Yeah, well… I didn’t realize it either, until now.”

The silence that followed was thick with unspoken feelings, and you weren’t sure what to say. Your heart was racing, your mind spinning, but one thing was clear: Mikey needed you, in a way that no one else did. And maybe, just maybe, you needed him too.

Slowly, you reached out, your hand brushing against his. “I’m here,” you said softly. “Whenever you need me.”

Mikey’s fingers curled around yours, his grip firm yet gentle. For the first time in what felt like forever, the weight on his shoulders lifted, just a little.

And for the first time, he allowed himself to hope—for something more, for something real.

[more-than-a-princess]

Oh, hell. Sonia regretted opening her mouth and sharing her dream as soon as she'd gone and done it. It really was ridiculous. Even her own school prided itself on fulfilling potential and making the dreams of success a reality: it was her issue that she saw little success in equipping the worst people in the world with weapons, the most vulnerable with gambling and schemes they would never crawl out of. Her mother, thank goodness, drew the line at drugs and sex trafficking (they were, by and large, far more demeaning to women than men, which was in conflict to how she ran the Borghese Family). The idea of family, that was as much of her own talent, her own future, that Sonia could truly get behind: it was far more rare than the tales of despair and destruction that came with associating with the mafia, but when a lost soul found a home with her family, even amidst all the crime and secrets and backstabbing, she could live with herself and her future for a little while longer. It was why she kept herself busy with all sorts of hobbies, ones that she even kept quiet from Manjiro Sano. They had just met, after all: she had enough trouble confiding in her most trusted friends and allies, in case they chose to use her words against her where her mother was concerned.

Still, something as banal as wanting to ride a roller coaster was likely not even worth mentioning to the Donna: she'd likely quip back that her underboss, her daughter, was unnecessarily putting her life in danger for the sake of something as inconsequential as fun. Nevertheless, it didn't make it any less embarrassing when he laughed the way he did, following her out of the club and back into the late afternoon light of Kabukicho.

It didn't make it any less surprising either, when he placed a baseball cap on her head and a pair of men's sunglasses on her face. The hat sat awkwardly on her hair and headband, but if she pulled it into a ponytail and threaded it through the back, it would show the purple orchid on the back of her neck that Sonia only put on display at the right time, for the right reasons. An amusement park, full of innocent children and families, was hardly the place to display her chosen flower, her family tattoo. "You want to take someone you just met, someone whose family business indirectly murdered one of your friends, to an amusement park?" She repeated incredulously. As far as she was aware, it was the style of Japanese street gangs to use their fists and feet, on occasion a blade, to handle their disputes, not string them up on the highest roller coaster and let the cars travel the length of the track. But it wasn't impossible for someone to have connections. The Invincible Mikey, surely, could be believed to have connections. "Believe me, I am very flattered and interested, but I cannot help but ask why. You certainly do not have to."

Not that that stopped her from putting a helmet over the baseball cap. Or waving off the subordinates in the car parked nearby, who waved and gestured and called out to her, to return to the safety of the car's backseat where she'd be taken home, to her penthouse condo in the glamorous, ritzy Aoyama neighborhood, where she had floor to ceiling windows of Tokyo, with all of its lights, its possibilities, and its loneliness, surrounded by a staff paid to look after her but not to be her friend. Or getting on the back of his bike, holding Mikey by the waist again as, for the first time in awhile, she relinquished control of her life willingly to someone else. If he intended to kill her, Invincible as he was, he would still encounter a fight in the process. Besides, he seemed quite proud of the whole plan, one she rather suspected had come together in the span of seconds in his head.

"You...are forever changed, I think. Once you kill someone for the first time," She replied quietly, before he started the engine. Even if they were in Kabukicho and near a club her family owned, that didn't mean it was wise to broadcast that sort of information to the world. To him...maybe, it would be all right. "I recommend avoiding it if you can. It does not stop, you know, when their lives leave them. It will haunt you." She spoke as if she had authority on the subject. Which she did. Which no one was supposed to know about. "But I think you are strong in more ways than one, Manjiro-san. You could have choked that woman to death today, and you did not. I do not think that is you growing weaker, I think that is you exhibiting strength in a way you might have not done before. Something new, that likely stretches and flexes muscles that have gone unused. It might ache afterward as it repairs and reflects upon itself, but it grows stronger. You...grow stronger. If you do not mind such words from a near stranger."

The two of them in place, the engine revved, Sonia smirked for a moment as it, as he, drowned out the protesting cries of her security team. It was short-lived, as he asked, again a near stranger, to do what most would deem the impossible. "If you lose all of your humanity, I will take you out myself." She called to him as they turned back into the street. She didn't know what amusement park they'd visit, she hoped he knew the way at least. For as much as motorcycles ran up and down the various streets in Tokyo's neighborhoods (not hers, though: the Minato ward cracked down on street gangs, but in her travels she heard them), she found it a reasonable expectation that he knew his way around. Still, it could be interpreted so many ways that she didn't mind shouting it over the sound of the motorcycle speeding up into traffic. She thought about mentioning her amusement at the prospect of him coming to rescue her, she was no princess, good and benevolent and stuck in a castle tower, waiting for a dragon to be slayed in order to free her, but she thought better of it. "Where are we going, what sort of amusement park is it?" She asked instead as they drove on. "Is it one of the places where you wear animal ears on a headband, and eat giant sweets from food stands? I have seen those on television! They look delicious, alongside all the other cozy foods and junk foods! Like diners, but made to walk around and enjoy them! I admit I have not been to one of those either."

Mikey watched the scene in disinterest, still staring at Trixie as if she was maggot, even as she lay slumped after he'd let her go. Lifeless, cobalt hues lingered on the hostess' slender fingers as she spoke of them, and he took a step forward. He had a knife in his pocket. He'd never actually used it or needed it: He was the invincible Mikey after all. His best weapons were his legs and fists. However, that pulsing darkness had convinced him a couple of years ago, that he would need the object one day, when he couldn't keep his urges at bay any longer...

Another step was taken. All he had to do was cross the distance between them once more. He would grab her hand this time and use his knife to slice off her fingers one by one, since they were so crucial to her, so she'd learn how it felt to lose something important. He would enjoy the way she screamed as he did it. She had just been in his grasp. Why had he even let her go?

Slowly, he became aware of another presence. It hadn't been that long since the other person in this room had spoken to him, but it already felt like forever ago. She'd managed to stop him already, but he'd been so close to losing to the darkness once more. He managed to tear himself away from the girl, just as the men filed in. He let the door close behind him with a loud click as he stared at the hallway wall.

Toman's leader tried to distract himself from the darkness, as his urges finally settled down. His mind wandered to Sonia once more. She'd managed to stop him this time, which was actually quite surprising. Takemitchy and Draken had been the only ones brave enough to attempt to stop him before, and he generally wasn't easy to talk down when he got that way.

The Borghese Princess was tougher than he'd given her credit for. He couldn't help but remember how sad she'd looked when he proclaimed he would free her. He knew full well how hard that would be. He'd been obsessed with gangs for his whole life, and he knew a ragtag gang of delinquents like his own was no match for a legitimate mafia. They would make an enemy of an entire country.

However, Mikey knew that this version of Toman wouldn't last for forever. Someday, he knew the darkness would win. His gang would no longer be a place for friends to have fun. It would warp into something twisted, not unlike a mafia family, where they would earn copious amounts of money, deal drugs, and silence any who got in their way. He hoped that his friends would leave before that happened, but either way, it was inevitable. He supposed that he would have the power then to rescue the princess, but would the dark version of himself even care to?

He was shaken out of his thoughts by her voice, and he looked up. Somehow, hearing her talk of her dream, as simple as it was, chased the rest of his immorality away. "That's it? An amusement park? Hah!" He gave her a small smile, gratefully following her out of the back entrance. "Let's make a pit stop then. Yeah, yeah I know, the mafia and all that, but lucky for you..." As they reached his bike, he rummaged through the seat's compartment, pulling out a baseball cap.

The blonde attempted to place it on Sonia's head. He also pulled out a pair of sunglasses, and handed those to her next. It was a simple disguise, yet Mikey seemed oddly proud. "Sonia? Don't know her. Hop on! We're going to ride the biggest roller coaster in the park!"

His grin faded when she spoke of his dream once more though. She had been able to stop him, so maybe he should tell her the truth. "One day I'm going to kill someone." He spoke the words plainly, and with acceptance. "Ever since my brother died, I've been fighting the darkness. After Baji, and now Satori... It grows stronger and I grow weaker." He smiled sadly, as he sat down on his motorcycle's seat, turning away.

"Once I kill one person, I'm not going to stop. That'll be the end of me. Just... hopefully I'll free you on the way out. And if I don't, you should use your family's connections to kill me. Promise me.. If I ever hurt my friends, that your family will wipe me out."

[nanaosaki3940]

TokRev in Final Timeline (Kazushi Yamagishi's Wikipedia)

Credit: Marin (@RanHaruchiyo) on Twitter. The original Twitter post - Link

Toman's Commander - Manjiro Sano aka Mikey

I asked Mikey-kun if he had ever lost a fight and he said, "Only once. To a guy with a regent head who would never give up."

Toman's 2nd Commander - Takemichi Hanagaki

He sometimes makes eye contact with Mikey-kun and gives him a distant look like he's lived twice his life. Feel irritated, even though he’s Takemichi!!

Toman's Vice-Commander - Ken Ryuguji aka Draken

He fights with Hanma once a week. Seems like he had 48 victories out of 52 fights.

Toman's 1st Division Captain - Keisuke Baji

He and Chifuyu sometimes talk about the old vice-captain (Ryusei Satou). "He was very flirtatious and a jerk." Both of them laugh.

Toman's 1st Division Vice-Captain - Chifuyu Matsuno

He’s close with Takemichi even though he's not in the same squad and don't have much contact with him.

Toman's 2nd Division Captain - Takashi Mitsuya

I said, "Mitsuya-kun, you get along with everyone, don't you?" and he said, "Except you." Maybe he is a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Toman's 2nd Division Vice-Captain - Hakkai Shiba

He often gets into fistfights with his big bro, Taiju. How can you defy a monster like that?

Toman's 3rd Division Captain - Haruki Hayashida aka Pah-chin

The first squad has a lot of strong fighters. One of them, Osanai, who’s cared about by Pah-chin, is said to be strong at the captain level.

Toman's 3rd Division Vice-Captain - Ryohei Hayashi aka Peh-yan

He has an alliance with Senju and Kazutora who want to win Mikey-kun. Senju’s the only one who seems to be taking this alliance seriously, even though he’s the one who made it.

Toman's 4th Division Captain - Kazutora Hanemiya

He and Akkun have been together every day since the Mizochu Incident when they had a one-on-one fight, and I'm a little bit jealous.

Toman's 4th Division Vice-Captain - Atsushi Sendo aka Akkun

The vice-captain of the fourth squad, Sendo Atsushi!! He’s the savior who put us in the fourth squad.

Toman's 5th Division Captain - Haruchiyo Akashi

Mikey believer. He is often banned from meetings because of his bad character. NOTE: the person to watch out for When I followed him, I found that he often meets with Mucho, one of the big four of Tenjiku. He is a traitor definitely!!

Toman's 5th Division Vice-Captain - Senju Akashi

The captain of the 5th squad substantially Finally I witnessed his cheating!! They were both eating chocolate mint ice cream from Seventeen Ice, and Takemichi looked good as he said, "We finally made good on our promise.” I have to report this to Hina-chan!!!

Toman's 6th Division Captain - Nahoya Kawata aka Smiley

He recently changed her hair color from apricot to nasturtium orange. He was angry that no one noticed.

Toman's 6th Division Vice-Captain - Souya Kawata aka Angry

Apparently, there is a band and he is the leader. The vocalist is Mitsuya, the guitarist is Kazutora, the bassist is Akkun, and the drummer is Angry.

Toman's Strategist - Tetta Kisaki

BAKAmichi’s partner. I wonder what it is about each other that attracts them even though he’s so smart like that?

Toman's Assistant - Shuji Hanma

He's still growing in height, apparently.

Black Dragon's 10th Generation Leader - Taiju Shiba

He's so strong in fights that he's like a wild gorilla, but he gets top grades in school apparently.

Black Dragon's Elite Guard Captain - Hajime Kokonoi

I was following him to try to get some information about Koko-kun, but on the contrary, he took advantage of my weakness.

Black Dragon's Attack Squad Captain - Seishu Inui

Inupi-kun apparently always keeps Koko-kun's wallet, who is careless with money. My fave from BD! He looks like me somehow huh?

Tenjiku's Boss - Izana Kurokawa

Unlike BD and Toman, Tenjiku is under his dictatorship. Apparently, he considers his members slaves.

Tenjiku's 1st Heavenly King - Kakucho

A prodigy in fights. He can compete with Mikey or Shiba Taiju in a one-on-one fight He is my fave from Tenjiku! Perfect! I strive to be like him in the future.

Tenjiku's 2nd Heavenly King - Yasuhiro Muto aka Mucho

The most “personable person” in Tenjiku.

Tenjiku's 3rd Heavenly King - Ran Haitani

When he talks to someone, he immediately starts talking at a distance of one centimeter. As a matter of fact, he seems to be very short-sighted.

Tenjiku's 4th Heavenly King - Kanji Mochizuki aka Mocchi

He seem to like Yukimi Daifuku.

Tenjiku's Executive - Rindo Haitani

I watched him all day long. In the morning, he drank in the park. In the afternoon, he drank with the homeless. In the evening, he drank with people in the off-site betting office. Finally, he drank in the nightclub at night!!

Tenjiku's Executive - Shion Madarame

He often gets sick to his stomach.

[metranart]

Mikey x Reader x Draken (Tokyo Revengers)(Part 8)

Being a gang leader doesn’t leave a lot of free time and having hit the critical age of the hormonal teenager, Draken and Mikey are beginning to feel the raging urge of having some needs meet.

They knew what was to come, same reason why they kept you at arm reach. 

Now that their brains aren’t a pool of hormones and lust, they realized how instead of being gentle and tender as any first time should be, it was animalistic bordering primal. You basically drove them to the edge of insanity, and they willingly fell into the spell.

Spellbound still, they follow closely behind you, trailing your every move with attentive eyes, internally ready to chase if they need to, to restrain if is necessary and to beg if you force them to it.

All in hopes of keeping you for themselves. They want you to have their kids, share their dreams, conquer Japan along them—… not in that specific order but you get the idea.

You walk moving quickly but quietly. The idea to go find your own gang leader passes through your mind briefly, but you dismiss it. Draken and Mikey’s gazes are on you like a hawk.

If you miraculously manage to escape and go to Elliot's, -you sigh, long and breathlessly- imagining being beside him and under his protection. Your body tenses at the prospect of running away, maybe straight to a cop—

“Such a long sigh,” you hadn’t taken more than three steps when Mikey cuts short your plans by snaking an arm around your shoulders. “Tell me, (y/n), were you planning to run away?” 

 You wrinkle your nose at being discovered. His eyes study you as you stand frozen beside him. 

“Nah, my Babygirl is not such a dummy,” he states, voice heavy with sarcasm. “I wonder where you were off to?” Mikey continues, and soon Draken joins as well.

“Perhaps she fancies another restaurant,” the tall blond suggests, airily.

“Feeling a little peckish, are we?” Mikey replies, playfully, his attention solely on you. “—Looking for another sip of milk? You can have some of mine, if you like.” The Toman leader smirks at seeing you blush hard, and you can hear Draken chuckle.

Your injured hand is wrapped in fresh bandages, you feel exhausted and weak, your crotch is sensitive and your body aches. It might be safer to play along and then plan an escape route. 

His wicked laugh draws your attention back to him.

“My, my Kenchin... how very little our girl is.” Mikey notices, glancing back at his friend, taking in count how your whole frame is dwarfed by his. “Humor me, (Y/N). How old are you?” he asks, and you hate the sound of his patronizing voice. 

Drawing yourself up, you respond with as much pride and dignity as any gang member should have.

“Not old enough, Manjiro,” you snarl, trying to shake him away from you to no avail. “You just raped a minor—” 

Draken sighs, claiming the other side of the sidewalk to walk right next to you. Flanking you. 

“So very young, indeed.” The tall blond shares, calmly, “but so are we, and sex between teenagers is NOT legally rape…. more like mildly disappointing for society, but not jail time.” Draken patiently explains, and your fists clench, painfully. 

“That’s fairly horrifying, ain’t it?” Mikey croons and you bared your teeth at them, a mocking imitation of a smile. “Plus, you being our girlfriend, ummm-” he taps his lips thinking, “is not rape at all, it was our first time. Lovers sharing an intimate—” 

“Do NOT call me your fucking girlfriend, delusional asshole!”

You raise your voice, moving slowly to your right towards his left side, but he catches your subtle motion and mirrors it casually in his own. He laughs at you, then, and it absolutely prickles your skin.

“Delusional asshole?” Mikey repeats in a spoiled, childish voice, “-that seems like a bit too harsh, don’t ya think, baby?”

You are about to mitigate any kind of hope Manjiro Sano may be harvesting in that blond sick head of his when Draken towers over you, leaning so closely that you can feel his warm breath against your face.

“(Y/N), please, don’t presume that because we allowed a little disrespect, we will continue to endure it,” his eyes seem darker than ever up close, and your body's involuntary reaction is to try to run to which he catches your forearm in his firm grip in an almost lightning-fast motion.

“I can catch you-” he warns, a little upset by your foolish attempt, “I will catch you, and it’s quite unseemly for a girl to be dragged back like a spoiled brat, don’t you think?” 

Draken’s face is so close that you are only a breath away from a kiss, or head-butt him but neither would have a happy ending for you, so you back down and allow them to believe that you have given in.

“—And just like that all her fight is gone.” Mikey says between merry laughter, eyes creasing while he sticks his front to your back in a possessive hug. “Give her a break, Kenchin, she's just getting used to us.”

Graciously offering you his hand, Draken sighs and waits for you to take it, and after a couple of tense seconds, you do. As a sign of good omen between the two.

You can feel the bulge of muscles and the twisting veins that ran from shoulder to knuckles just by the grip of his hand, it's not bruising but is firmer than what you expected. You shudder, imagining those powerful hands locked around your hips, driving himself deep inside once again.... and you being unable to stop him, once again.

“Why me?” you ask, suddenly, ice dripping from your tone.  

Mikey’s arm is around your waist, light as a feather on the wind as he aids Draken to escort you to the restaurant. A blush creeps up your neck when Manjiro Sano choose to deposit a chaste kiss on your neck instead of answering you, and before you can even think of ask again, Draken does the same but on your cheek.

And you puff some air, outraged. “The least you can do is answer me—”

“And that's exactly what we just did.”

Draken cuts your outburst short to then fall silent. 

“Please,” you whisper, your voice hardly there. But their heads turn towards you slightly, and their attention makes you feel brave enough to continue. “Please let me go. I want to go home, I just want to go home, I’ll do anything! I’ll renounce to my gang, I’ll convince Elliot to…to…not do anything against you, I’ll do anything!” You stutter, finally reaching your breaking point.

“You have nothing to offer us.” Mikey claims in all calm smoothness, trying to pass some of that energy to you. You know they don’t care about any you have to offer, even so, you need to try. “Plus, you are not our prisoner, just our girlfriend-”

“What's the difference?”

The words leave you before you can stop them and both stop suddenly and release your hand and waist, turning towards you.

“Loving can heal—” Mikey proclaims, way too invested. You can clearly see in his eyes that he believes what he is saying. “—But you need to give us a chance to let us make up for what’ve we done, okay?”

Maybe this was their way of apologizing for violating you in every possible way.... did they believe that this could be erased and the three of you would end up being a happy polyamorous couple?

You stood quiet for a moment, staring into his startlingly beautiful dark eyes. He was handsome, and sometimes –like now– he even seemed kind enough, though his words were firm and good intentioned, you knew better than to listen to them. 

So, without answering, you turn from them coldly, taking a few testing steps ahead of them. 

“–Just walk.” You hear Mikey advise; gaze firmly set on your every move. 

“Don’t run… we won’t be able to stop ourselves if you run.” Draken warns, his voice tight as if is taking him a lot not to chase you down. 

You were only a couple of steps away from them, but you could see the tension that it caused them.

Testing your luck and their small slip of freedom for you, you visualized the restaurant and move faster, they compensate for the speed but still don't grab you or pull you. Leaving you some air to breathe. Feeling a little -tiny- more in control, you trot demurely until you reach the door, and turn around.

Genuine surprise showing on your face when you noticed that they hadn't chase you.

“Not even a day ago I trusted you.” You remind them, “you spitted in that trust with your more than reprovable acts-….” their blank faces were hard to read, “-I’ve yet to trust you since.” 

Both blonds nod, understanding what you are saying but still unable to process why you can’t understand them as well.

“She’s going to be a tough nut to crack, ain’t she, Kenshin?” 

The aftermentioned smirks, “if she weren’t we wouldn’t be so interested.”

Mikey snickers at that, opening the door to follow you inside. “Damn right.” 

Both gang members enter and just start to walk, you are already inside a booth occupying the long seat of the right and leaving just the seat in front as their only option. 

“Scoot over, (Y/N),” Mikey orders, “Kenshin and I are far too big to share the same side—” 

“I never hear you complaining when you had to share the same, small and diminutive, bed….” You snarl out, and he looks down at you. 

“I’m hungry and tired, even if you find it hard to believe,” the leader of the Toman confesses and for the first time you notice the bags under his eyes. “If you don’t scoot over voluntarily I’m going to be forced to put you on my lap-” 

You’re quick enough to swallow the gasp, and before it continues, you slide to the end of the booth.  

“Good girl,” Mikey praises, taking the seat next to you, sliding gracefully closer until feels the side of his thigh pressed to yours. Then he starts. 

“Communication based on threats will not help us grow our relationship,” Mikey begins to lecture you, and you feel your blood boil.  

“He’s right, little mouse,” Draken adds, taking the seat in front of you as he flips through the menu. “We ought to be civilized,” he instructs, offering you the menu, and when you take it, he doesn't let go, "do you think you can be civilized?”

Your lips purse, even so, you reply.

“Of course, Sweetie, whatever my dear boyfriend asks.” Your tone drips harsh sarcasm. 

“—I know you are doing it to spite me,” Draken begins letting go of the menu, serious facade yet soon his mouth curves into a smile. “… But you calling me your boyfriend really gave me goosebumps, doll.” 

A blush creeps across your cheeks when you frown, making it unable for them to know if its out of embarrassment or anger.

“Now I’m jealous,” Mikey pouts, “Tell me something pretty as well.” 

The blond asks unashamedly, as if your sarcastic comment were actually a show of affection. 

You ignore him, in order to read the menu and suddenly feel him take your hand nonetheless. 

You are about to snatch it back, violently, when you see him bowing, you feel the barest hint of his breath on your knuckles before he presses his forehead to them, instead of his lips. 

“I couldn't even bring myself to kiss your beautiful hand, my love—” he mutters, “Not when I can only think of kissing your lips.” 

When he look up, his eyes are blackened yet overflowing with a feeling that you refused to call love, and his tone as cold and composed as ever. 

“Knock it off, Sano.” You grunt, uncomfortable. “You can drop the act—” 

“It’s not an act, darling.” Draken cuts in, “It never has been.”

You try to snatch your hand away, but Mikey isn’t ready to let go, not without a token of affection. 

“Let go.”

He shakes his head. You sigh, burdensomely.

“You know what I ask in return.” He simply instructs. 

You would like to hit him but you are so emotionally and physically exhausted that you are reduced to saying.  

“Could my dear boyfriend let go of my hand?”

The blonde's eyes shine and placing a soft kiss on your knuckles before releasing you, he smiles.  

"Your boyfriend doesn't want to, but he will do it because he loves you." He announces and your nose wrinkles in disgust.  

You shake your head disapprovingly and he nods.  

“We love you.”

Draken adds.

“A lot.”

“You are delusional and confused—” 

"Whatever you feel, my love, we feel all the more," Mikey say slowly and clearly. His thumb reaches your cheek and brushes it, affectional. 

You flush a little in embarrassment, and he smirks, glad that you made his point easier. 

“The implication behind this blush tells me of how you don’t find us inadequate nor disgusting-” 

You seem to regret your involuntary body reactions, But unfortunately this only makes you blush more, much to the delight of both blondes.

“There’s hope,” Draken adds out of the sudden. 

“Yes, there is.” Mikey nods, “…. We only have to work for it.”

You're about to reproach him when his fingers gently fall on your lips, "and we will, gladly."

“You will fail.” You say in an icy tone. 

Both smirk, and Draken is the first to talk. 

“Wanna bet?” 

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tr boys when y/n has issues accepting that they actually do love her

Yesterday, today and tomorrow

Characters: Nahoya Kawata, Manjiro Sano, Kazutora Hanemiya

Warnings: Fluff, a bit of angst in Kazutoras part

A/n: Literally pulled out the biggest smile when I saw this request. Also, yes, Nahoya again. I just love writing for him. idk why (cuz he a crackhead)

P.s: Remember, it was said multiple times that Toman doesn't hurt women, sunshines. Don't think they'd break your precious hearts. They'd be just a bit hard to deal with <3

—NAHOYA KAWATA

Okay, we've all seen that one best/worst boyfriend chart our friend Ken Wakui made.

Personally, I threw a fit when I saw who were the worst.

Then I thought about Nahoya. He seemed a bit like a fuck boy, you get what I mean? Yeah, no.

Then I thought about it again

I examined the post a bit more after I found it in English and read what Takemichi said. If Mikey and Kazutora would be the top worst because they're reckless, Nahoya would obviously be even tamer

So personally, I believe Nahoya is in the top three just because he has a carefree type of living way. Like, he isn't scared of fighting, killing, and all. I mean, he probably IS scared to kill but doesn't show it.

How's he a red flag again? I don't believe them.

But for one, he'd never cheat on you. He'll be loyal as hell. Maybe if he wasn't in a relationship in one of the time skips where it showed the top members he'd fuck around with chicks (straight hair grown up Nahoya gives me fuckboy energy), but since the change and he's now working with his brother In their ramen shop? Get that thing out of your head.

Because for him to get in a relationship, he must dearly love and respect you.

Keep in mind that he also has to trust you since, in one way, if you're not to be trusted and/or are somewhat dangerous, he's putting his brother in danger as well.

But that's besides the point.

He loves you.

It's painfully obvious

He protects you, he trusts you, he spoils you in his own ways

He loves you

Maybe it's past relationship trauma that causes you to think it's all a facade

Which brings us to today's scenario

You're in Nahoya's room since his brother is out all day and you didn't bother to fix yours

You were looking around his room while he was testing the new straightener you got him since his broke

Examining the objects around you, your eyes land on a frame right above his toman uniform. It was of you two

You wondered why he would frame such a picture on the wall over his gang uniform. You mostly didn't like it because you hated the way you came out in the picture

Getting off his bed, you walked over to the opposite wall and stared at the picture for a good minute

Nahoya noticed that from the reflection on the mirror in front of him, but his smile just grew a tad bit more and returned to straightening his hair

You pursed your lips together in thought and reached to grab it

"Oi!" He exclaimed with a giggle. "Hands off."

You flinched when he suddenly spoke and turned to him with a raised brow

"What? Why?"

"Because," He turned around to face you. "I know you'll throw the pic away."

You weren't going to lie. If you stared at it for a bit more, you would've made the paper rip itself. You hated how you came out!

"But I look horrible!"

"I know." He laughed, but it quickly died down to a chuckle when he saw you glaring at him. "I'm kidding, babe. You look hella cute!"

You quickly turned around to hide the blush that appeared on your face. Crossing your arms, you were still staring at the picture

Being too caught in the act, you didn't realize when Nahoya finally finished straightening his hair and came up to you. He loosely wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his chin on your shoulder, mockingly copying your slightly frustrated face

You noticed that and rolled your eyes with a soft groan, which earned you some snickering from him. He pressed a kiss to your cheek before nuzzling his own to yours

"Why did you frame this?"

"Because it's special."

"How is it special?" Your voice grew confused. It's just a picture, nothing much

"Reminds me of the main reason I never give up."

Your blood went cold. What?

"What do you mean by that?"

"You're my main priority, babe. You, your safety, your smile." He chuckled at how cheesy he sounded. "That's why I framed us right over my gang uniform. Every time I have to change for a brawl or even just a meeting, I'm reminded of the smile that will greet me in the end and will always be there."

That didn't sound like Nahoya. For a moment, you even thought if that wasn't just some doppelganger

Until he smacked your ass

Yeah that's him

He loves you, and without realizing it, he just made all your problems fade away

Looking at the picture now, maybe, just maybe, it isn't as bad as you thought it was.

+ Your little twin girls found the picture in some box while playing and made fun of how you both looked. It was never to be seen again. It was under your mattress

— KAZUTORA HANEMIYA

So. Second worst boyfriend on the list.

Let's be honest, if your love language is quality time this won't work

Not that he won't want to spend time with you, but Juvenile? Sorry baby, they stole him from you

Kazutora loves you so much. He'd kill for you, and he'll die for you. No questions asked. He once even tried to break out from Juvenile because he couldn't take being far away from you anymore.

You visit him every day for as long as you can, bringing him gifts, telling stories, saying how much you miss him

But sometimes you wondered, does he love you?

"Baby!" A happy Kazutora exclaimed when you finally entered the meeting room and waited for you with a happy smile to sit down, on the opposite side of him, thick glass keeping you both separate.

"Hey, baby." You chuckled, adjusting in your seat.

It wasn't a lie how excited he was every day to see you. Sometimes, like today, he'd make you small diy gifts and show them off to you, explaining every minor detail from the inspiration, materials, hidden message, time taken, everything

And you kept them all on a special separate shelf in your room

"So that's my gift for you today! Do you like it?"

"I love it, 'Tora."

It was a small origami rose, which was actually very well made, considering he had to use his imagination

You both talk for a few moments before the chattering died down. You knew what that meant and quickly wiped the already falling tears

You hated this

You hated how close yet how far he was from you

You just wanted to break the damn glass and embrace him, never letting go

And he damn well knows he wants it too

But he can't, and neither can you

He was recently taken in, 3 years ago

Which means he'll be out in 7 years

Which felt like a lifetime for both of you

His biggest fear was you'd find someone new and leave him

Which he wouldn't even be mad about, considering he just ruined both your lives

But you stay consistent, you visit every single day, and even if you don't manage to, you always send him gifts and make up for it when you see each other.

But people's patience runs out at some point, and that point is today

You never meant to say this

You never meant to question his love for you because you both knew it was there and growing every passing day

So why did you ask? Was it the loneliness you felt every time you stepped out of the room and he wasn't there by your side? Was it the thrust to just be able to hold his hand? Was it the pain you felt every night where, instead of saying goodnight to him, you turned to a frame with a photo of him and said it to it?

You didn't know. He didn't know

The only thing you remember after that was the sound of glass shattering, alarms going off, and Kazutora hugging onto you as if it was your last minute on Earth.

You just cling to him, never wanting to let go again

You felt the tears fall when he kissed you, feeling all his love attack you in that one moment before the guards arrived and took him away

Your little moment lasted around 10 seconds, probably even less, but it felt like eternity to both of you

Visits were banned for a week until they changed the glass into an even more thick and unbreakable one

You dashed to the building the second they opened visiting hours again

And to be fair, even if that cost him 4 more months in juvenile, it was worth it when you finally managed to continue with your lives after his sentence

+ Your younger son thought it was funny while your older daughter cried her eyes out. I think you have 3 kids instead of two.

— MANJIRO SANO

Ah, yes. Our favorite dark impulse.

Listen, Mikey has to have FULL trust in you to even think about dating you. We're talking about Draken type of trust, if possible even more.

If Mikey falls for you, he will hit like fucking bedrock

If you don't reciprocate his feelings, he'd be hurt, but if you do, you're stuck for life

Mikey loves hard, and it's been proven so many times

It's the same as Kazutora. He'd kill for you.

Don't make him prove it. Just don't. You know, he knows, and everybody knows Mikey will do anything for you

So why ever question it?

You loved Manjiro, and he loved you. It was way too obvious to the point Emma already planned your whole future together

You knew that, but you always had this 'what it' thought in the back of your head, messing with you and you hated it

It was a normal afternoon. You were out with Mikey, just roaming around the city, eating at restaurants where they don't have flags so you brought your home-made ones, and spending way too much money on things you don't need

It was fun and all, just spending time together until he got a message from Draken which quickly brought him to his senses

He didn't want to leave you, but he had, so with a quick kiss on the lips he was off

You waved him goodbye with a smile and called up Emma and the girl just magically teleported to you in 10 minutes

She just loves you too much

Probably fought with Mikey for your hand at some point

You were having a blast with her until you both finally settled down at a café and talked about, just, anything and everything

You decided to share your thought with Emma and she quickly jumped, reassuring you that Mikey loved you with all his hesrt

She started showing you messages he's sent her about how he felt, what to get you and all sorts of things

But our beautiful Emma had her own 'what if' thought and when Mikey got home she instantly jumped on him

It was like, 1am when you heard his bike's engine roaring from outside your window. You got up and were met with a smiling Mikey and no more sleep for tonight

"Wake up, sleepy head. We need to talk."

The moment you got down to him, you were already zooming through the streets of Tokyo, but not in a racer-fast manner, just enought so you aren't like slugs on the roads

"Emma told me that—"

"I'm sorry, Mikey... I didn't mean to—"

"Please let me finish."

He talked for like, a whole ass hour. About everything that includes you both.

He brought you to tears ngl

His words just hit so deep that the thought immediately disappeared

Maybe it was he words of affirmation he used, the quality time he spend riding all night with you to ease your worries, the gift he gave you when you watched the sunrise and the fact you woke up in your bed later on with a small letter from him and a chibi drawing of both of you at the corner that kept a smile on your face till the end of you days

And you damn well know you lived one long ass life with Manjiro

And I'm kinda surprised to be honest

Not because you could've died while he was in Toman or anything, but because your kid is 3 times worse than Mikey.

+ Your son found his old gang uniform and wore it to school. The next teacher-parent conference was one hell of a trip.

[itjazzbicch]

Falling

Pairing:  Timeskip!Taiju Shiba x Fem Reader 

First time writing for Taiju so I hope I did well! 

Summary: Taking extreme measures as a beginning attempt to leave a corrupted Toman, the reader runs into an old friend who knows of that life, falling into deep, suppressed emotions when that friend, Taiju, learns what the reader has gone through…

Warnings:  SMUT! (18+ ONLY! MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI! YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!) implied/mentions of violence, swearing, smoking, reader is dealing with lots of emotions, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it) Taiju is a soft for the reader, morning sex

Word Count: 2.5k 

I knew that sooner or later that the lifestyle I chose would catch up with me. After what I had to do and knew that no one was on my trail, I treated myself to dinner.

This restaurant was beautiful, getting a table beside an enormous aquarium, filled with admirable fish species. The food was excellent, and the aged wine was to die for. I took my time to savor every bite and sip. Much so that I was the last person there as they were soon closing.

"I hate to sound rude, but we'll be closing shortly."

The waiter was only doing his job, nodding but asking, "Let me finish the rest of this wine?"

He was pending on how to respond, till a man twice his size stood beside him:

"She can stay."

"Thank you," Gazing to Taiju in the corner of my eye, I didn't leave the waiter empty handed, pulling a stack out of my purse, handing it to him, "Your service was excellent. Here's your tip."

"W-Why thank you, ma'am," He expressed, astonished by my generous tip.

Taking the dishes, then pacing to the back, I sipped my wine as Taiju sat across from me:

"Haven't seen your face in a long time."

"Same to you," I hummed, complimenting, "What a wonderful establishment you own, Taiju. Too bad I probably won't come back."

"What? Toman have you moving around?" He mumbled with a cigarette in his mouth, lighting it, looking confused as I whispered with a chuckle:

"Oh no. After tonight, I'm sure they'll send their top dogs to kill me."

"Kill you?" Being one of Toman's upper echelon for over a decade made my words confuse him, wanting to learn more as he hit his cigarette, "What have you gotten yourself into?"

"They pushed my buttons for the last time," Reliving the violence I went through tonight, gripping the wine glass and staring at a bruised knuckle, I explained, "I want out, but I'm sure you know that's easier said than done."

"What did you do?" Wanting a more direct answer, leaning over to me as he puffed out smoke, I stared into his eyes, heart hurting despite the coldness in my eyes and voice:

"I've committed unspeakable sins, Taiju."

I didn't need to say more for him to understand, watching him sigh and shake his head, sighing myself as I took my purse:

"I can only hope my soul will be spared when my time comes."

"Wait just a minute," Putting out his leg to prevent me from standing, he had ideas in his mind, "I may not be into gang activities anymore, but you can probably answer a question that I have."

"That is?" Crossing my legs, I knew exactly what this was leading to:

"Hakkai."

"You have my deepest condolences," I whispered, guilty as I knew Toman was the reason why Hakkai was gone, "I have an answer that you're not going to like."

"Tell me anyway,” He demanded and since I understood, I gave him the bit of knowledge I had regarding his death:

"Mikey and Izana. The things Mikey did regarding old members were only between them. Mikey's dead, but Izana, he's a slippery bastard."

"I imagine he's leader now," He guessed, nodding to confirm, only able to watch with sympathy as he took a deeper hit of his cigarette, a scowl on his face from the thought of Izana, "A bastard he is."

"Believe me, I want him six feet under," I whispered, Taiju noticing my bruised hand and slight shaking from the anger the thought of Izana brought me, "He's the reason Toman is the way it is now, why my life is a living hell."

"Hey," His hand found my knee under the table, catching my gaze, "You're just going to give up so easily?"

"What else can I do?" That was the one thought that had filled me with terrifying anxiousness, "What else can I do besides run and continue to sin?"

"They sure have changed you," He exhaled with disappointment, "The Y/N I knew never crumbled under pressure so easily."

"We were teenagers, Taiju," My eye twitched as his words sparked anger in me, trying to get my point across, "I'm in a whole different league, now. I've seen things that you can't even imagine."

"Gives me a better reason to find Izana and finish him myself," He kept reminding me of how close we were once upon a time, making me rethink my entire life, wishing I made it out of this hellish life like he did whenever I had the opportunity.

"I wish it could be that easy," I sniffled, going to leave again as my emotions began to get the better of me, "It was nice to see you again, Taiju."

Standing at the same time, I didn't expect him to pull me into a hug, his massive arms embracing me powerfully, tears leaking as he whispered:

"Don't say it like it's the last time, Y/N."

"What am I supposed to do?" I shook, hiding my face in his chest, "There's no hope for me."

"You're not dead, are you?" Instinctively looking up to him, I finally felt some hope from his words, "As long as you're alive, there is hope."

All I could do was cry in his arms, listening as he offered his handkerchief to dry my tears:

"I've never thought of you differently since the Black Dragon was defeated. I know that you're not like them."

"I never intended for things to go this far," I heaved, still doubtful that our relationship in this past was still present, "I was in the upper ranks before I knew it then Mikey-; He completely lost it and now, here I am, just a shell of a person. You don't have to pretend to like me, Taiju. Hell, I hate myself."

"My grudge is with Izana. Not you," He said sternly, confident in his feelings, "I despise him not only because of my brother, but also for what he's done to you."

All the guilt that lived in the back of mind rummaged through me, barely able to speak from the cries taking over me:

"I'm sorry, Taiju. I'm so sorry."

Practically crumbling in his arms, I officially hit the lowest pit there was to fall into, but he stayed composed, leaning to take my purse, keeping his arm around me:

"Come with me."

"I-I can't," I said quickly out of fear, only caring for him, "I'm too dangerous to keep around. I don't-"

I'd never been so confused whenever he started to laugh at me, seeing that he hadn't change much as he smirked with confidence:

"Don't act like I'm easy prey."

That was true, but still scared as I asked, "Are you sure? They do know my past."

"Hmph," He scoffed, not at me, but the thought, starting to lead me out, "I dare them to step up to me."

Going out to his car, I was drowning in paranoia, but whenever he got into the front seat, driving off with a hand on my thigh, I felt safe. Something I haven't felt in a long time.

Taking his hand, I didn't want to ever let go, so zoned out that I almost panicked when he got out of the car, realizing that we were in a garage, coming over to get the door for me. My legs were shaking when I stepped out, but his hand in mine was comforting me again.

"Don't worry. No one's stepped foot in this place besides me," He assured, leading me into a what could qualify as a penthouse, trying to get out of my dark thoughts as I looked around:

"The restaurant industry has done you well, I see."

"Very much so," He nodded, taking me to the bedroom, guiding me to sit on the bed, "I can tell you don't sleep much."

"It's that obvious, huh?" I sighed, looking into a mirror on the wall, seeing the dark circles under my eyes.

"Here," In the bathroom, he left one of his shirts for me, "Take care of yourself."

Only nodding, I went in, shutting the door behind me, stepping out of my flats and leaning into the sink, splashing warm water on my face. This wasn't how I expected my night to end, thinking deeply about all the things Taiju told me.

I didn't want to give up or run for the rest of my life, but I was so scared, staring into the mirror, eyes burning from not blinking while searching for even the slightest amount of fight or confidence inside.

Staring for so long made rings flash over my sight, head aching, attempting to shake it off as I changed into Taiju's shirt that was a nightgown on me.

After folding my clothes, I returned to his dim room, lit by a nightlight, seeing him already relaxed in his bed, his hand patting the empty side to call for me.

Climbing under the blankets, I laid back, staring at the ceiling, almost getting lost in thought before he pulled me to his side, humbly latching to him, an arm around his torso as I rested my head on his chest.

"Sleep. You need it."

"If I could go back in time," I whispered, listening to his heartbeat and expressing what my heart wanted, "I would've stuck by your side, live a some-what normal life, be truly successful like you.",

"It's too late for what ifs," He was always brutally honest, but encouraging. "But it's not too late to be forgiven."

Stuck to him like glue, I closed my eyes, praying that my life would get better somehow. The warmth of his body helped me ease up a little, exhaustion finally catching me, drifting off as he whispered:

"Just sleep, love."

-----

Blinking, light burned my tired eyes. It was the sun shining against the window, trying to see straight and find a clock or something because it felt like I slept for ages, but was brought back to the bed, shifting to the side as Taiju murmured half awake:

"Better?"

His stature blocked the light, the soft sting in my eyes disappearing as I nodded:

"Mhm, thanks."

Our legs intertwined and as I began to wake up more, seeing his ruffled hair, I brushed it behind his ear, a soft rub of his scalp making him smirk.

It felt so good to smile, yawning and becoming flustered when his hand trailed down my hip and cupped my butt, still snoring a little.

"Really have to give me butterflies the second I wake up?" I chuckled under my breath, not knowing he was awake:

"Only fair since you used me as a pillow all night."

"I'm-" I was only kidding, but felt as if I needed to apologize, till a laugh rumbled in his chest:

"Still always apologizing for the tiniest things."

"I can't help it, alright?" I huffed, explaining, "It's the first time I've slept peacefully in years."

"I could tell," He yawned, opening his eyes to find me smiling tiredly.

"Thank you, Taiju," Kissing his cheek, his nose caught mine before I laid my head back down, kissing my lips instead.

I sucked in a deep breath, radiating in the warmth of his lips, shaking with a hollow gasp as our lips parted:

"You're welcome, love."

I hated how emotional I was, tearing up as he gave me one more kiss, looking at me when he noticed how it made me shake.

"What?" It was early and my mood swing confused him, but quickly understood as I thought:

"I guess you could say that I'm not used to being treated so nicely."

"Lord have mercy," His head shook, "They really fucked you up."

"No kidding," Ready to hide under the blanket from embarrassment, he shifted my hip so that I was on my back, crawling on top of me, staring deeply into my eyes as if he were searching for something, "Taiju?"

He had my heart racing just by staring, thinking till he whispered:

"You're still the same old you. Come to me."

There was only one way I could think of how to respond, picking up my head to kiss him, pressing my lips hard and trying to do as he said, searching for myself. The longer I pressed, blocking all thoughts, my body acted on its own, running a hand through his hair and gluing his body back to mine.

I could feel his smirk against my lips, teeth nipping at my lower lips softly, "Now, that's my girl; going after what you want."

"And I'm going to get it," I wasn't paying attention to my words, spreading my legs so our hips could meet, nails tracing the muscles in his back as his nips found my neck, moaning at how it made my nerves tingle, wiggling to take off my panties, "Just take me."

"Oh, I will," He chuckled, shuffling to take off his bottoms, a hand between us as he hovered above me, "But can you take me? That's the real question."

I smiled at old memories of how we used to flirt, but should've taken his question seriously as I felt his tip stretching me, looking between our gap to see how big he was, gasping hard:

"Fuck, Taiju."

"I warned you," Finding my neck again with his hands running under my shirt, cupping and squeezing my breasts, his hips rolled and worked his cock deeper and deeper into me, making such lewd moans fill the room.

"I wasn't complaining," I gasped, nails sinking into his biceps as his arms wrapped around me, bottoming out and my back arched hard at the slight pinch in my stomach, "Taiju!"

"Damn you're tight," His breath blew past my ear, breath stuck in my chest as his arms squeezed me, bucking his hips faster, that pinch turning into a pound, hearing his dirty intentions in his coo, "I love it."

He was so heavy, the pressure even heavier and the friction around his slicked cock making the tingles I felt turn into sparks, loving it too, a pleasure I never imagined.

"I-I," I wanted to praise him with meaningful words, but I was falling so hard, instead spitting out when he moved faster, "Shit! You're so good! Ah! Ah!”

Palming the arch of my back and pulling my hips into his thrusts some, I fell into a swirling world, hips jerking and the friction growing stronger when this swarming heat dropped from my core.

“Taijuuu-“ I began to whine, only his name repeatedly, trying to make out, “I-Ngh!”

“You don’t have to tell me,” Holding my hips still, his deep tone sent me off, “Just cum for me.”

“Ngh-Ahh!” My walls pulsated so hard, blood pumping through me like a steam engine and I could barely breath, feeling the gush around his cock, trembling as he was unfazed and still fucking me through it, whining to him, “I-I need a second, Taiju.”

Slowing to a still, arms embracing me, he teased me with kisses, “Just know, I can handle more than one round.”

“Oh I know,” I chuckled breathlessly, teasing as I kissed back, “You damn beast.”

2023 © itjazzbicch — do not repost or translate my work. Likes, reblogs, and comments are always welcome 

[silversatin2105]

Hello. I hope you are doing well. I was wondering if I could please get a Baji x Female Reader where the reader is Baji's tutor and he protects her from some guys who are bullying her. Thanks Silver!

Hi

Yeah sure, I had fun coming up with this one, I tried to imagine it playing out as best I can, Sorry for the delay I went though a period of ill health during the weekend and thus only started back up the other day, I am back and raring to go and without much delay here you go !

Trigger warnings:

Bullying

Harassment

violence

“I don’t want you to cry!”

A Baji X Female tutor scenario.

It had been around two months since you had transferred into the same school Baji attended, you were an upperclassman of his and to make a little extra money without getting in trouble for having part time work, you became a freelance tutor for your school, People would pay you to help them learn and understand the core material in a way that helped their needs.

Recently you had began tutoring Baji, He approached you as mid-terms were coming up again and he didn’t want to be held back again, at first it was strictly tutoring, professional as to not cause any conflict of interest, but alas the heart wants what the heart wants and after a slightly awkwardly written love note from Baji you two started going steady and to make it even out you stopped charging him for your tutoring sessions with him as they just turned into hanging out.

One night after a tutoring session with a girl that was cramming for a make up test the next day, you ran over your tutoring hours and as a result it was dark when you left for home, you called into the nearest 7/11 for supplies for your evening meal of katsudon, you had been served and were making your way through the backstreet shortcut to your home when some strung out punk in a gang uniform approached you with his gang mates, he had decided that for walking on the turf of his gang that you were now on the list of things he wanted to mess with today (Beat up).

“Hey do you know who’s territory your on missy ?” He questioned you with an intimidating tone, slamming his hand against a nearby wall, you tried to find the words to say but nothing came to mind, He snapped the same question at you again as fresh tears began to fall from your cheeks making his gang members laugh out in amusement, in your heart you were begging someone to come as you had completely frozen up, in the past you had a bad experience with bullying in your last school, in truth that’s why you transferred to another school, this situation mirrored that previous experience too much and so you were just muttering in fear at this point.

It all felt hopeless at this point in time, you were alone and scared, trapped in the memories of your past, they snarled and jeered at you elevating your desire to run, but like before you couldn’t move, your legs locked in fear, it wasn’t until you heard a familiar voice that you began snapping back to reality as a kick flew past your head straight into the blonde haired gang member, with you (Insert colour) eyes you gazed up at him, it was your boyfriend but he looked different, even his aura was different as he began to speak.

“You fuckers are gonna pay” Keisuke screamed out and went into action, it was wild and intense, the nerdy guy you had come to love couldn’t be this howling beast, his hair wild, a serious expression upon his face as he rolled with the punches, your heart leapt in your chest as you noticed after a few attacks he appeared to be enjoying making those who made his wifey cry.

When the dust settled your attackers laid upon the pavement, bloody bruised and beaten, some of them tried to stand as Keisuke stood infront of you and with an aura of deep intimidation spoke the following.

“Now you bastards listen up!! You see the girl over there, she’s under the protection of Tomans first division captain Keisuke Baji, and if you ever show your faces here again of ever approach her again you’re fucking dead!!”

After his little speech the gang members stood and began to clear off and if any of them gave you dark looks they earned swift punishment in the form of a harsh kick to the face, when everyone had left and it was just you two Keisuke let out a nervous laugh and scratched the back of his neck.

“Well shit, the cats out of the bag now I guess I have some explainin to do eh” keisuke sat you down and began to explain everything, how he was in a Gang called Toman, how he was its first division captain, how he was a founding member and then he explained why he didn’t tell you sooner, he worried for your safety if you found out, the though of tears on yours and his mothers cheeks broke his heart,

After that he promised you, no more secrets and that he’d do better to keep you safe as he made the effort to now be there to pick you up anytime it went dark from your tutoring job, for he was a wolf and you were now part of his pack, two wolves of Tokyo within a pack of renegades.

END SCENE   

[tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang]

Hello❤️! So I was wondering if you could create a post about my request that I will tell you now, because I really want to hear your opinion on it.

So my friend and I both watch Tokyo Revengers and we both read the manga and everything and we just love to talk about it. Our opinions and “theories” would mostly be (it includes Mikey), what if Draken was pressured by Mikey into being around Emma, protecting her and in the end loving her.

So our opinion is based on a fact that Draken is doing everything for everyone and putting himself last. First off the nature of Drakens and Mikeys friendship-Draken looked up on Mikey and through the years got the habbit of doing everything he says and doesn't, and now we know that Emma was really important to him as well as her happiness (everyone excluding her as a child, being alone etc.). So what we think was going on is rather in the beggining Mikey was the one pulling the strings between the two and as the years went by-Mikey making Toman and being the leader of it- Draken wasn't in a position to say no as well as the other members of Toman. It was shown that no one has a problem with Emma and even if she was the most likable person ever it is not possible to get along with everyone. basically people couldn't say no to Mikey and couldn't stay on Emma's bad side and in those people we include Draken.

Another point that I already mentioned a lot is Mikey. Through the story it got shown more then once that Mikey lost respect for Draken, for example when Taiju said how Mikey trust Izana more then Draken, and like he knew Draken since they were like 10? or when they had a meeting about letting Kisaki in and yes Mikey was manipulated but he didn't even consider Drakens opinion, his literal right hand and best friend, and Draken isn't stupid he had to realize it at one point so that rises a question why didn't back away?

Draken has no one. He grew up in a place where he did without good role models and like 1 person that would look at him as a kid. He had Mitsuya but Mitsuya also had his sisters to take care of, and Draken was surely aware if that so the only person he had was Mikey who already lost respect for him and was ready to replace him, the only thing keeping him in his place was always doing things for Mikey and never saying no. Not saying that they didn't love each other, they surely did but deaken surely had a pressure of being replaced and loosing the only person he could be with. So the main question, considering your page, does Draken really loves Emma or is he just pressured by Mikey? It is said that it was Mikeys dream for Emma and Draken to be together and have a family. And also like I said that Draken didnt have anyone so I also think that he sticked around the Sano siblings because he didnt want to be alone. And also in the future where its said like “Takemichi and Hina are married but Emma always spends time at their place, and Emma is pregnant…”, Draken and Emma are almost not even spending time together.

I would love if you could take some of your time to replay ro my request because I really want to hear your opinion on this.

Btw i really love everything you write! Keep it up!❤️❤️

(English is not my first language sorry if there are mistakes)

Oh I've never heard that before, it's an interesting pov! I could definitely see it from the perspective of Draken putting others before himself, Draken is a very selfless guy and we see it a whole lot throughout the series. He's definitely not a pushover to Mikey though and will stand his ground when he thinks Mikey is wrong about something. I'm also not sure Mikey would've even realised that's what was going on, I mean when he first sees Draken and Emma talking, his first response is to think they're gossiping about him. (Lmao)

He obviously realises their feelings at some point but he definitely doesn't seem perceptive enough to notice that early on, more so in Emma's case here since she seems to be the one who fell first.

I do think that a lot of the toman members were forced to get along with Emma though. Not forced as in it was hard for them but more like before they even met her they knew to never cross the boss's sister. I mean Hina had no reason to get along with her but did so rather quickly so I'm assuming Emma is a nice person who is fairly easy to get along with anyways. There probably were some people in toman who didn't like her or wouldn't like her but we don't really get to see her interact with them or see their pov's.

I also don't think Mikey lost respect for Draken at those points either, I think it was more like he just had more trust in the others rather then losing trust in Draken. We know family is very important to Mikey so it makes sense that he latched onto Izana to help fill the space his dead siblings had left. With Kisaki although I agree Mikey was in the wrong for not listening to the others here. I understand that he did this because he was desperate, he knew he needed help and cared for the others too much to get them involved so he turned to someone he thought could help. He was scared and people don't always make good choices when they're scared.

We've never seen Draken have any kind of insecurity about losing Mikey but I like the idea of it. I think it would make sense for him to be worried about losing someone so close, we know he adores Mikey. Though I also think he understands Mikey very well and knows that Mikey probably wouldn't just replace him over something like that.

As for Emma spending a lot of time at Takemichi and Hina's place in the future, it's not said but I've always assumed it's because Draken is working a lot. He does have a wife and kid on the way to support and I'm not sure how time consuming his career is but it seems like something that would take up a lot of his time. Which would leave Emma alone so she goes to Hina's place instead to hang out with her. This is just speculation though since none of this is mentioned in the last character book.

All in all I do think Draken loves Emma, Draken would do a lot of things for Mikey but marrying his sister and spending the rest of his life with her seems a bit too much. Though just because I think that doesn't mean the hc or anything is wrong. I can definitely see certain aspects of it and it was fun to think about all these different things! It was a cool hc to read about!

[shujiforever]

A Suitable Punishment

Synopsis: You’re having a smoke outside of Toman HQ when a guy approaches and starts flirting with you. Your boyfriend (Shuji Hanma) walks up to see the two of you about to kiss and decides it’s time to dole out some punishment. 

Word Count: 1,813

Content Warning: 18+/MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. Dubcon, exhibitionism, pet name (princess), slight verbal degradation (Shuji calls y/n slut). Please let me know if I missed any.

Author’s note: This takes place in the bad Toman Timeline - Everyone involved is an adult. With Kisaki at the top, I assume his lackeys are still in the gang somewhere. Who the guy is really doesn't matter - I just chose Choji because he got a little sum sum goin on. My first ever fanfic so be nice!

@alice-smutthoughts I literally went through with this just for you. Otherwise, the idea would have died in my drafts. I hope you like it!

It was getting late and you were having a cigarette outside of Toman HQ, waiting for the exec meeting to be finished so that your boyfriend could take you on a night ride. You love night rides with Shuji; the wind in your hair (and the preceding bickering about helmets - why should you wear one when he doesn’t?), holding him tightly for safety and for comfort while you ride aimlessly until you find some place nice to stop and…. You were in the middle of a daydream when a man approached, “do you have a light?” You hand him your lighter and watch as he exhales a puff of smoke. 

He looks familiar. You wonder where you’ve seen him before. He interrupts your thoughts once again.  “Hey. I got a report about some woman hanging around out here and came to see what was up…” That’s it! He’s a member of Toman - you must have seen him around before. He continues, “But they didn’t say she was so cute.” You blush and, taken aback, manage to sputter out a thank you. 

As the conversation progresses, Choji slowly inches closer to you. Eventually, he’s towering over you, gazing into your eyes while you attempt to answer his question. What was it again? You can’t remember. Your thoughts are racing, “focus y/n!” “Well… he is kinda hot…” You lean in, almost subconsciously, and catch a whiff of his cologne, enjoying it for a brief moment. How was he wearing your favorite scent? “No! You’re with Shuji.” you reminded yourself.

Before you have a chance to step back, a deep, cold voice startles you “Well, well, well. Hi princess,” He slides his arm around your waist, glaring at the man next to you. “Choji,” he nearly spits. “Me and y/n were going to go for a ride, but it looks like she’s enjoying your company.” His eyes narrow. “Why don’t you join us for a drink inside first?” You start to say that’s not necessary, but Shuji cuts you off “Come on now, baby. Don’t be rude to your new friend. What’s one little drink going to hurt?” He walks inside, beckons for you both to follow, and leads the way to his office. 

An hour later, you’re still sitting in Shuji’s gorgeous office, admiring the city skyline from his floor-to-ceiling windows. Everything is going well. You’ve all had a couple of drinks, shared some stories, and laughed a little - a lot, actually. You notice Shuji’s drink is low and offer to freshen it up for him. 

You return and hand him his drink, watching as he takes a sip and sets it down on the table next to him “Delicious.” He pulls you down onto his lap, “but not as delicious as you, my princess”. You glance at Choji who is sitting directly across from you looking a little uncomfortable, his eyes shifting around the room. You don’t have long to process it before Shuji’s large tattooed hands are clamped to your cheeks and his tongue is pushing its way past your lips. 

Shocked, you jump out of his lap “Shuji! Choji is right there!” Shuji stands up behind you and pulls you in closer. “He doesn’t mind,” he replies with a smirk, eyes dark as they meet Choji’s “Do you?” Choji shakes his head nervously. “In fact, princess, why don’t we give him a little show? Hmmm?”  

His hands sneak under your shirt and up your stomach, slowly making their way to your chest “You know, since he likes you sooo much”. Shuji’s hands are on your tits now, moving in small circles before he begins to lift your shirt, throwing it onto the couch behind him. He makes eye contact with Choji once more “This is what you get for making a move on my girl. Don’t you dare look away.”

“Shuji please, you’re--” you abruptly stop speaking, distracted as you notice Choji’s eyes are glued to you, taking in every curve; the plump shape of your breast, the movement of your nipples as Shuji rolls them between his thumbs and index fingers. “Shuji, come on. You’re embarrassing me..” You watch as his signature mischievous grin spreads across his face “oh, princess.. That’s the point. Don’t you get it yet? I saw you out there, flirting away. You’re being punished too, slut.” 

Knowing that Shuji isn’t really a man to be reasoned with, you give up, sigh and lean your head back, resting it on his chest. “Good girl”, he purrs before pushing you forward off his chest and grabbing a fistful of your hair. In the meantime, he’s using his free hand to remove your skirt and rip your panties from your body. Immediately, your pussy is filled with two long fingers. 

“Wow, pretending to be embarrassed when you’re this wet..  You really are a slut, huh?” Your face turns a bright red as he removes his fingers and brings them to his lips, slowly licking up your juices, making sure that Choji can see just how wet you are and just how much he is going to enjoy this. 

Keeping his firm grip on your hair, he pushes you down so that you’re bent over in front of him, nearly face to face with Choji, who is still seated on the couch in front of you. You hear his belt unbuckle and his zipper open and then a command: “Watch closely now”. 

You feel the tip of his cock moving between your slippery folds, gently gliding over your clit. A stifled moan escapes your lips, causing Choji to blush ever so slightly. “That’s right, see how much she likes me?” Shuji chuckles and shoves his cock deep inside of you. You let out a squeal and brace for more, but find yourself disappointed. Why isn’t he moving? You look back at him, confused. 

“Want something princess?” he teases? You nod. “Oh, no princess, I can’t hear you. Did you want something?” Of course he is not going to make this easy for you. Afterall, it wouldn’t be much of a punishment if he did. What would happen if you didn’t say anything? How long would he keep you like this? Pushing through your embarrassment, you manage to croak out “Shuji please,” 

“Please what?”

“Please..”

“I don’t know what you want, princess. You’re just going to have to tell me. Use your big girl voice now.” He turns your head back to the front so that you are eye to eye with Choji, and thrusts into you ever so slightly. “What do you want?”

You gasp, unable to take it anymore. You try to turn to look at Shuji, but he holds your head in place, facing forward. “Well, princess?”

“Please - I want to be fucked.” Wrong answer. He sighs and pulls all the way out, leaving you feeling empty and craving more. 

“Oh, that’s all you want? Just to be fucked? It doesn’t matter who does it? Slut. Go find someone else.” His grip on your hair begins to loosen, but before he can let go all the way, you cry out “No! That’s not what I meant.” His grip tightens once more “No? Then what did you mean? Because I saw you look him right in the eye and asked to be fucked. Do you want him to fuck you?” 

“No,” you whisper.

“Louder, slut.”

“No, Shuji, I don’t! I want you to fuck me. Only you, I swear!”

Shuji smiles and looks at Choji “Did you hear that?” Choji nods. “She doesn’t want you. She wants me to fuck her.. And well, I can’t help but give my princess whatever she wants.” With that he slides his cock back into you and immediately starts thrusting fast and hard. It’s like his cock was made for you, always reaching all the way back to that little spot that drives you wild. You can’t help yourself, now a moaning, drooling mess as he slams into you. 

Sensing that you’re about to cum, he reaches around to your pussy, fingers dancing on your throbbing clit. “Shuji,” you moan “Shuji, I’m gonna cum.” 

“Yeah, princess? You’re gonna cum?” He’s speeding up now. “Yes, Shuji, I’m gonna cu---”

“No, you’re not,” he chuckles, pulling out just before you reach your orgasm.

“But...”  you try to argue, but it’s too late. He’s already turning you around and pushing you to your knees. “That wouldn’t be much of a punishment, now would it.” You’re kneeling in front of him as he runs his hands up and down his shaft, admiring the mess you’ve made “Open up”. 

He grabs you by the jaw, forcing your mouth open and shoves his cock in, not giving you any time to protest - as if you would have anyway. Slowly, he begins pushing in and out of your mouth, using his hands to rub the tip across the inside of your cheek as he pulls it out with a small popping noise. “Oh, princess, you’re being so good for me.”

He shoves his cock back into your mouth, thrusting hard and fast, holding your head in place with his hands as he fucks your throat, coming close to his own climax. “That’s it, princess. Just like that. Take it all for me, m’kay?” Mouth full of his cock, you let out a small groan intended to mean “Okay”, unwittingly vibrating his tip in the process. He lets out a loud moan and pulls out so that just the tip is still in your mouth.

“Suck,” he commands as he runs his fist up and down the length of his shaft. You do so gladly, his short breaths and small moans making you even hungrier for him. With one final grunt, he orgasms, his cum filling your mouth and coating your tongue. “Show me”. You open your mouth and the sight of his mess inside it makes him want to fuck you all over again. 

But that’s not what you’re there for this time. “Don’t swallow it yet, m’kay princess?”. Unable to speak, you nod. He grabs you by the arm and gently lifts you off your knees. “Choji, stand up.” Unsure of what’s happening, Choji obeys.

“Kiss her.”

You and Choji look at each other, both shocked. “Wh-What?” He sputters. 

“Whaaat?” Shuji mocks. “You heard me. Kiss her. She likes it with tongue too. You don’t want to disappoint her, do you?”

Choji doesn’t move, trying to figure out if there are any other options. Apparently there aren’t, as Shuji persists, “Isn't this what you wanted? You were gonna kiss her earlier, right?”

Choji gulps and looks at you, mouth full of cum and awaiting his response. He looks back to Shuji, who has no intention of letting him out of this. Figuring he better just get it over with or risk having to endure something even worse, he resigns, leans forward, and meets his lips to yours.

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[tokyomanjilove]

Vibrant Thing - Part Four

Draken x reader

As you sat quietly on the back of Draken's bike, the city lights blurred past, creating a kaleidoscope of color and motion. The wind whipped through your hair, but your mind was elsewhere, replaying the events of the evening. His anger was palpable, the air thick with tension as he parked outside of your home. You stayed silent, knowing better than to say anything.

"Do you have any idea how dangerous that was?" Draken suddenly yelled, his voice filled with a mixture of anger and concern. "You can't just walk home alone like that!"

Before you could respond, he grabbed you and pulled you into a tight hug, his grip strong and protective. "I couldn't save her," he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion. "I couldn't save Emma, but I won't make the same mistake again. Next time, you get no choice in a ride."

Feeling nervous, flattered, and confused all at once, you just nodded. Draken's vulnerability caught you off guard, and you realized there was more to his sadness than you had imagined. "I'm sorry," you murmured.

Draken pulled back slightly, looking into your eyes. "It's not your fault," he said softly. "But you need to be more careful. This life...it's dangerous. And I can't bear the thought of losing someone else."

You were struck by the intensity of his words and the pain behind them. "I'll be more careful," you promised, feeling a newfound respect for him.

Draken sighed, his anger dissipating into a weary acceptance.

He walked you to your door, his presence a reassuring comfort. His eyes lingered on you. "If you ever need anything, don't hesitate to ask," he said, his voice earnest.

"Thank you, Draken," you replied, touched by his concern. "I appreciate it."

He nodded, a small smile tugging at his lips. "Goodnight," he said, turning to leave.

"Goodnight," you echoed, watching him disappear into the night.

As you entered your house, your mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. Draken's words and actions had left a deep impression on you, and you couldn't shake the feeling that you had glimpsed a part of him that few others had seen. That night, as you lay in bed, you thought about him and the pain he carried. You were one step closer to figuring it out, but the journey was far from over.

The next day, Mikey decided to give you a personal tour of the Toman headquarters. It was a bustling place, filled with the energy and camaraderie of the gang members. Mikey introduced you to various members, each one showing you respect due to your reputation. As you walked through the corridors and training areas, you couldn't help but notice Draken's eyes following you, his gaze intense and unreadable.

"Draken seems to have taken an interest in you," Mikey remarked casually, a hint of curiosity in his voice. "It's not something I see often."

You hesitated for a moment, wondering how to approach the subject that had been on your mind. "Mikey, who was Emma?"

Mikey's expression softened, and he sighed deeply. "Emma was my sister," he began, his voice tinged with sorrow. "She was kind, strong, and always had a smile on her face. Draken and I both cared for her deeply. She was murdered."

Tears welled up in your eyes as you listened to Mikey's story. The pain in his voice was palpable, and you could feel the weight of the loss. "That's...terrible. I'm so sorry," you whispered, your heart aching for Draken and Mikey.

Just then, you spotted Draken walking out of the room, his shoulders tense. It was clear he had overheard the conversation. Mikey placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder. "I've never seen Draken so interested in someone, not even Emma," he said softly. "Go talk to him. He needs someone who understands."

You nodded, wiping away your tears, and followed Draken outside. He was pacing back and forth, his expression a mix of anger and sorrow. You approached him cautiously, unsure of what to say but determined to reach out.

"Draken," you called out gently.

He stopped and turned to face you, his eyes filled with a storm of emotions. "Why did you ask about Emma?" he demanded, his voice trembling.

"I wanted to understand," you replied, your voice steady despite the turmoil inside. "I wanted to know what happened and why it affects you so deeply."

Draken's shoulders sagged, and he let out a heavy sigh. "Emma was everything to me," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "I couldn't save her, and it's my biggest regret. I don't want to lose anyone else."

You stepped closer, reaching out to touch his arm. "You're not alone, Draken," you said softly. "We all carry our burdens, but we don't have to carry them alone."

For a moment, Draken looked at you, his eyes searching yours for understanding. Then, he pulled you into a tight embrace, his grip strong and protective. "Thank you," he whispered, his voice filled with gratitude. "Thank you for understanding."

As you stood there, wrapped in Draken's embrace, you felt a sense of connection and understanding that went beyond words. It was a moment of shared pain and healing, a step towards something deeper.

After a few minutes, Draken pulled back slightly, his eyes still locked on yours. "You should know," he said softly, "I see something in you. A strength, a resilience. It's...different."

His words sent a shiver down your spine, a mix of flattery and confusion. "I don't know what to say," you admitted.

"You don't have to say anything," Draken replied, a faint smile appearing on his lips. "Just promise me you'll be careful. I don't want to lose you too."

"I promise," you said, feeling the weight of his words.

Draken nodded, a look of relief washing over his face. "Good. Now, let's get you back inside."

As you walked back to the headquarters, side by side, you couldn't help but feel that this was the beginning of something significant. Draken's vulnerability had opened a door to a deeper connection, and you were determined to understand and support him.

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[gohan1]

[Chapter 12]

Shortly after, your parents arrived to take you home. They hurried over to your side of the car, their faces filled with relief as they saw that you were not hurt at all. They pulled you in a warm hug, your father gently stroking your hair and your mother nuzzling her head against your neck. It was a comforting moment that made you feel loved and safe.

“I am so relieved that you are safe. If something terrible had happened to you, we would be absolutely devastated," your mother murmured with a completely broken undertone in her voice. You felt her hug around your body tighten, never wanting to let go. Your father was the first to eventually break away from the hug, only just now noticing that Chifuyu was still by your side, fidgeting awkwardly with his fingers.

“Oh, I forgot to introduce him to you. He is a friend of mine," you explained to your parents. You wondered if you had been too quick to refer to him as a friend. But Chifuyu looked pleased, his eyes lighting up for a moment before flashing a big smile and introducing himself to your parents.

“Are you the person who saved [Name]? Thank you so much for protecting our daughter. We do not even know how to repay you. You risked your own well-being, so a simple 'thank you' is definitely not enough," your father said gratefully, stepping forward to shake Chifuyu's hand. This surprised the blond-haired boy, as he was not the one who had helped you. However, your parents did not even give him a moment to clarify the misunderstanding. 

Chifuyu was taken aback by the sudden physical contact, especially since he was not the one who actually helped you. But before he could clear up the misunderstanding, your parents were already showering him with praises. You caught his eye and shook your head slightly, letting him know it was fine.

It is better if your parents believe Chifuyu was the one who saved you. If they knew it was actually Haruchiyo, they would probably want to thank him in person. And you definitely do not want your parents interacting with Haruchiyo. You know what a terrible person he is, so the last thing you want is for your parents to meet him. 

Honestly, you wished that Chifuyu was the one fighting against the other hoodlums. He seems to be very friendly and definitely more polite than Haruchiyo, who basically treated you like trash. However, you were glad that this was the first and last time someone would insult you, as you had no intention of confronting him again in your life. Unfortunately, you cannot fully control how you want to live your life, so it is likely that things will only get worse.

When you returned home, you truly felt a sense of relief and comfort, like finally being able to breathe after a long day. Your home is your sanctuary, where you feel the most secure and at ease. You mentioned to your parents that it was getting late and you were exhausted from the adrenaline rush of nearly encountering trouble with some strangers on the streets. Thankfully, you were able to escape unharmed, even though it was not willingly done by Haruchiyo. In the end, you were still humiliated, but it was better compared to the alternative of being sexually assaulted.

You slip into your cozy fleecy pajamas and dive headfirst into bed, tucking yourself under the blanket and slowly closing your eyes. But before you know it, you are wide awake again in a flash. 

Chifuyu would not tell Mikey that Haruchiyo said nasty things to you, right? It is no secret that Haruchiyo has some inexplicable grudge against you, so the last thing you need is for him to hate you even more if Mikey finds out. You have already promised yourself that you will not confront Haruchiyo again, but what if he unexpectedly crosses paths with you and decides to approach you? It is not hard to imagine that he would beat you into a pulp, regardless of the fact that Toman members have a strict rule against laying hands on women.

You closed your eyes once more, attempting to relax and get some well-deserved sleep. But the thought that Chifuyu might actually reveal the truth to Mikey made you incredibly anxious. In theory, you could send a message to Chifuyu as you have exchanged numbers, asking him to keep today's events a secret.

Maybe Chifuyu would understand that you do not want Haruchiyo to hate you even more because when Mikey is mad at him, he could really cause some serious trouble for you. It is unclear to what extent Haruchiyo values Mikey's opinion, but it is possible that he would feel upset if Mikey were to be angry with him.

However, what you fail to realize is that Haruchiyo feels as though his entire life is meaningless without Mikey, and he is desperate to be with him forever. He would do anything for Mikey - if Mikey wanted him to fight, he'd fight, and if Mikey wanted him to kill, Haruchiyo would do it without hesitation.

As you were beginning to drift off to sleep, your body feeling more relaxed and your breathing slowing down, you suddenly woke up to the sound of your phone ringing on the night table next to your bed. The unexpected call startled you, especially at this late hour when you were just about to finally rest and clear your mind.

No way it is Haruchiyo, right? He could not have gotten your number that fast. Is he trying to scare you because he totally hates your guts? You could feel the sweat forming, your whole body tensing up and your stomach churning. You still have not checked your phone, even though it's been ringing for a while now. The caller just won't give up, even after 15 seconds of you ignoring him. You rolled onto your side, hesitantly reaching out to grab your phone. 

All the fear seemed to dissipate in an instant when you saw that it was Mikey calling.

Wait a second. 

Does this mean that Chifuyu informed him right away that you were being targeted by hoodlums? You were just hoping that Chifuyu did not mention to Mikey that Haruchiyo insulted you. Now, you regret not asking Chifuyu to keep silent about it.

First and foremost, you do not want Mikey to worry about you. He must believe that you are completely weak because you are a girl with no combat skills, despite the fact that there was a time when you trained with Mikey at the dojo, and even then you were not proficient in fighting.

Furthermore, you were afraid that Mikey had contacted Haruchiyo and were angry at him for verbally attacking you. You believed that saving you was solely intended to provide him with the opportunity to insult you. If Haruchiyo really started to despise you more, he might even see you as an enemy and try to make your life miserable.

But seriously, you cannot think of what you could have possibly done to make him mad at you.

“[Name], are you okay?! Chifuyu informed me that you were saved by someone, but I still wanted to make sure that you are unharmed," Mikey's sudden voice came through the phone after you finally picked up. He sounded out of breath.

Did he just say "by someone"? Does he not know that it was Haruchiyo specifically?

“H-Hello, I am fine. Thank you for calling me. But, uhm...why are you so exhausted?" you asked him, wondering if he had been in a gang fight moments before.

“Haha, so this may come as a shock, but I am actually right at your house," he answered. Even though you could only hear his voice, you could imagine that he was grinning like an idiot.

“Wait, w-what? You are really here? In the middle of the night?!“

You jumped out of bed, not noticing that your hair was all disheveled from wiggling around to get comfortable. As you pulled back the curtain in your bedroom, your mouth fell open. There he was, leaning against the wall in his gray hoodie and black pants, still talking on his phone. Without hesitating, you quickly opened your window and waved at him instead of responding through your phone.

When he noticed you, he raised his head, made a big wave with his hand, and walked a little bit closer to your house with a soft smile on his face.

“Why are you here?,“ you whispered, as the pleasantly cool night air brushed against your body. You had to keep quiet so you would not wake up your parents or make them think Mikey was crazy for visiting a girl so late at night.

He spoke back to you, moving his lips slowly with lidded eyes and a gentle expression. It took you a while to process his words due to the distance between you and him.

'I wanted to see you‘

Did you read his lips correctly? You felt warmth on the inside, sensing your heart beating against your ribcage, as if trying to escape from your body.

When he waved for you to come down, you felt as if you were dreaming. Ironically, this type of situation reminds you of romance anime where the boy waits outside for the girl for a long-awaited reunion. The difference is that you had just seen Mikey recently when you were forced to make him dorayaki (again).

The second difference was that you were in a platonic relationship with him, so there was nothing more than being good friends. It did not bother you at all because you could not even picture yourself being in a romantic relationship with him. It would be extremely awkward to date Emma's brother, especially since you also had a sibling-like bond with her. You cannot fathom how she would react to seeing you and Mikey holding hands.

Furthermore, Mikey is still a child as he is two years younger than you. While it is true that you are also still a child, it would still be uncomfortable to consider dating him. Neither of you are mature enough, and Mikey does not seem to be the type who would be interested in  relationships or the concept of love in general.

You were friends, and it would stay that way.

But why can't you stop fantasizing about what it would feel like to have a romantic relationship with him? 

Maybe when you two get older, there is a chance you might end up falling for him...

Could it be that your emotions were manipulating you? Perhaps you were simply grateful that Mikey protected you from Kiyomasa and trained with you in the dojo, despite your weakness, with no benefit for himself in learning something new. 

Even though you are calm, shy, and sometimes lacking in confidence, he still sticks by your side as if you were an intriguing person. He is hanging out with you and has your back, boosting your confidence with his reassuring words. However, this time it was Hauchiyo who saved you. Mikey felt frustrated that he was not in the right place at the right time to protect you. This is primarily the reason why he made the effort to come to your house: to apologize.

You hesitated about going outside in your pajamas without a bra, but ultimately decided to change into something decent before meeting Mikey. Your hair was a bit messy, but you quickly smoothed it down and gave yourself a nod of approval in the mirror. Finally, you tiptoed outside, checking to see if you had woken up your parents. When you saw Mikey coming towards you, a smile automatically spread across your face.

“Hey [Name], how are you doing?“ he asked, looking a bit concerned. He nervously bit his lip and avoided making direct eye contact with you.

”Umm...I feel really bad that I wasn't there to protect you. I know I can't be everywhere at once, but I wish I could've been the one to take care of those jerks. I'm kinda jealous of whoever ended up saving you," Mikey said, puffing out his cheeks and making a big pout.

 He spoke with a playful undertone in his voice, so you did not realize that he was actually quite serious and frustrated. He was upset that you had relied on a stranger to save you, when he, who has known you personally for a long time, could have helped instead.

“You do not need to feel bad! In the end, I was still saved thanks to God. But I am somehow beating myself up over not being able to help myself. If I were stronger, I could have handled the situation on my own. It seems like I will always be the person who needs someone to rely on," you explained slowly while looking at the ground with an ashamed expression. You did not want to discuss such a sensitive topic with him, but you were truly sad and tired of being such a burden.

Is it too much to ask for you to be just a little bit stronger?

His eyes widened briefly before he smiled softly once more. Then, he gently rested his hands on your shoulders, catching you off guard as you experienced his physical touch.

“Is it really that bad?" he asked abruptly.

“You mean that I am always relying on other people?" you asked, not understanding to what he was referring. He nodded, not averting his gaze from you. His black eyes were focused, still gripping your shoulders.

“I-I mean, I feel like I am always waiting to be saved. I always rely on others, and I am s-scared that people will be annoyed with me when these kinds of situations recur, which hopefully is unlikely to happen again. The worst thing would be if people got so sick of me that they would leave me hanging and vulnerable. I do not want this to happen.

"I won't get sick of you. You can always count on me.“

You were surprised. You had not imagined that he would get so serious. In fact, you wanted to laugh the situation off, but the moment was so intense. He was gently touching your shoulders and looking into your eyes as if he could see through your soul. Moments like these made you forget that he is a gang leader and rough in fights, but when he was near you, he was so careful and considerate.

When did he become so mature?

“Thank you for those kind words. It means a lot to me that you want to spend time with me. It's nice to know that I can count on you," you replied, a grateful smile on your face and a glimmer of hope in your eyes.

"You can always count on me, [Name]. Just give me a call and I'll be there for you whenever you need me," he said warmly, gently running his fingers through your hair.

“I am the only person you need, [Name].“

You gazed at him with pure adoration.

He made you feel so special.

And you must admit that he is really hot.  It almost seems criminal to be that good-looking.

[soulsballad]

@wisteriaorchids: ㅤㅤ he’s been working on this sweater all month –  making it as warm and fuzzy as possible while also making sure that it didn’t itch.  it’s christmas day afternoon and mitsuya is out and about after gifting his little sisters new, matching scarves and toys that his mom was able to get for them.  they’re out with him, hand in hand while mana holds the present specifically for aimi.  he can’t help but feel a little nervous at the idea of her not liking the gift, but considering that she’s been so helpful all year long with patching up the members of toman, he feels like it’s a much needed gift.  of course, he still has things to gift to his friends, but aimi comes first. ㅤㅤ he knocks on the door, and as soon as the door opens to reveal the girl herself before motioning for his sister to offer the wrapped gift to her,  “ i know it’s the afternoon, but i had to get these two bundled up before stopping by. ”  he offers a gentle smile, making sure that luna’s jacket is on right before giving aimi his full attention,  “ i worked hard on it, i hope you like it. ”  once the gift is given, he directs the little sisters away for a moment before leaning in to press a kiss against her cheek.  “ merry christmas, aimi. ”

afternoons are usually quiet in the ahane household. aimi's mother is out of the hospital, but unable to do any cooking, so isamu is held up in the kitchen with haru, who does exactly what the elder boy tells him. aimi is putting all the new toys and gifts into everyone's respective rooms while her parents play with tori, her baby sister. it's for that very reason that aimi moves towards the front door when it's knocked, answering it without a second thought, thinking it was one of the neighbours coming by to leave something for tori or her mother.

instead, she's face-to-face with the second-division captain of the tokyo manji gang, and all of a sudden aimi's mortified that she hadn't changed out of her christmas pj's when she was told to.

green hues flicker to his two little sisters who she has not met yet, and a large smile spreads across her face when mana holds out the wrapped present, and aimi's quick to lean down and take it from her, thanking her tenderly. it feels soft in her hands, so she assumes it's clothes, and it's only confirmed when speaks. i worked really hard on it. blinking, lips part to speak, but her words die in her throat when he leans in and presses a soft kiss to her cheek, leaving her speechless as she gawks at him like a fish out of water.

aimi's brain doesn't kick back into gear until she notices one of his little sisters give her a strange look, no doubt wondering why this girl looked so weird staring at her brother like that. " i- um... thank you! " tearing her gaze away, it falls onto the neatly wrapped present in her arms. " you said you worked hard on this... so you made this for me? " she found out a little while ago he was the one that designed and made the toman uniforms, and that he was the leader of some sewing club in his school.

a shyness comes over her, as does a soft red tint as it turns her cheeks a rosy red. glancing back up, there's an eagerness in her eyes. " can i open it now? " only when mitsuya gives his consent does aimi move to neatly undo the paper, treating everything with a lot of care. when her hand touches something soft, she pulls it out and realises it's a sweater. setting the paper down, she then moves to hold it up, looking it over with raised brows. it was a lovely black cosy material, nice given the current weather, with golden engraved words.

it takes a few moments for her to read the text and register it, but when she does a laugh erupts from her throat. 'tomans nurse' is neatly sewn across the center, and she immediately knows it was made as a joke. that was a nickname picked up by her brother, then his friends, and it's obviously spread to other divisions. attention flickers back over to the boy, emerald hues sparkling with absolute delight. " i love this, it's hilarious! thank you, mitsuya-kun. "

[softshiin]

Can I have a hc with baji, Mitsuya, chifuyu thier crush fall asleep on them

TR BOYS WHEN THEIR CRUSH FALLS ASLEEP ON THEM

summary: baji, mitsuya, chifuyu and haitani brothers when their crush falls asleep on them

characters: baji, mitsuya, chifuyu + haitani brothers

warning: strong words

note: helloo!! and ofc! i’m so sorry for the wait :( also i did two requests with this one since both nonnies asked for the same hcs<3

pt 1 <3

BAJI

; he totally freaks out

; he’s not that good at hiding his emotions, in fact everyone has been questioning him how you didn’t notice

; tries to?? not waking you up??? he totally froze until you wake up again

; if you move on your sleep he would def flinch “what the fuck omg help”

; toman members eventually enter the room you two are in

; starts to silently laughing and take pictures

; “you fucks if i catch you i’m gonna ruin y’all pretty faces” he growls

; you accidentally cross your legs with his

; “omfg y/n pls stay the fuck still” while he blushes

; his heart just can’t

; when you finally wake up you find him stressed out “did something happen?”

MITSUYA

; the sweetest </3

; he’s probably used to it because if his sisters

; you wonder if that’s why he’s so comfortable

; you just use him not as a pillow, but as a whole bed, like you use his whole body as a big pillow

; complains about your weight, but he don’t really mean it

; pats slowly your head

; sometimes just run his hands up and down your back

; plays with your hands, cause he know that you’re not gonna wake up even with that

; if it’s cold he’ll cover the both of you with a blankie, if it’s hot he’ll just use some paper to make you a fresh little wind

CHIFUYU

; you know what, i feel like he would keep his cool facade and then cry internally

; he blushes. he’s completely red

; ends up putting an arm around your back

; probs calls baji to ask help, but he will never come

; and if he comes, he would just laugh his ass off because of chifuyu’s face

; probably mumbles a small “ily” without even realizing

; he too doesn’t dare to move too much

; i feel like he would put on some relaxing music at a low volume

; kinda doze off too

; you wake up facing him sleeping <33

RAN

; he’s just a meanie so he’ll def tease you

; plays with your hair, your ears and eventual piercings/earrings

; if he doesn’t let you sleep peacefully you just pull one of his braids

; when you’re finally asleep, he lets out a sigh, blushing a little

; forehead kisses without you noticing </3

; he smiles the whole time

; takes a lot of pictures of you and sets them as wallpaper

; send them also to rindou who couldn’t care less lmao

; plays with you cheeks

RINDOU

; at first he really doesn’t notice, because you two were just chilling on his bed, and he was scrolling thru his feed

; “y/n still alive?” he asked

; not receiving any response he noticed you were asleep

; “seriously?” lets out a sigh, then puts his phone silent mode and turns back to you

; just stares at you the whole time

; if ran is walking in he’ll just send him away

; i can totally see him humming some kind of lullaby

; sees you smiling in your sleep and smiles too<3

[den-shosha]

Toman Takemichi's older brother

Pt 3

Here is finally part 3. I focused a bit more on Mikey and Reader building their sibling relationship. Next part will have Draken and Emma!

Here is part 1

here is part 2

No Tw besides the errors I might have left.

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Days flew by quicker than you could ever realize. In a blink, most of the hospitalized kids were out and, as promised, you drove them back home. The reason you also didn't see time pass was that you tried to deal with memories you wished to never remember. Yet, here you were, drowning in them. In the pain of seeing cops, knowing something went terribly wrong if none of your friends came. Learning only three members of your division barely survived, with only a handful left of the others who were in no better condition, left you in shock. And today, your little brother was in your shoes. Takemichi watched his friend bleed out, and die in the ambulance next to him, only to have the paramedics reanimate him. A traumatic experience you failed to protect him from, failed to prepare for.

Not to forget poor Mikey. The boy hides his pain like a champion, fooling even you until you found him crying all by himself in an empty corridor. You felt his pain like your own. How many times were you the strong one, the shoulder on which everyone could find support? But no one ever did the same.

The boy was a young leader, trying to act older than he was and no one saw his pain and struggles. Feared his darkest side, followed him without a question.

He was too much like you.

So, without surprise, you ended up taking Manjirou home with you. For the past few days, Mikey stayed by your side, barely leaving it. The others found it funny, calling you Draken 2.0 since you basically filled the same role. But you did not see it the same way. You simply were an emotional support buddy.

Being by Mikey's side this long also gave you a VIP place in the gang. You saw every little interaction, and how the young leader managed his gang. It wasn't disastrous, but a part of you didn't like what you were seeing.

At first, you thought his closest friends - his division's captains - would be his best support system. How wrong were you! Your personal experience screamed in alarm.

Everything was built on sand.

If Mikey fell, they would all go down with him. Meaning, that if the worse was to happen if the kid lost control of his anger or made terrible mistakes, they would not try to stop him. They would shut up and follow him in his descent to hell.

It both horrified you and angered you.

Friends were not there to just "go with the flow" they should be there for you. Division Captains were not meant to just follow blindly, they were there to stop and question their President when he went out of his way or made bad decisions. But the Manji gang was built around Mikey in such a way that no one ever saw anything wrong, or tried to do anything against it.

It didn't feel right.

And as you sat in a corner, staring at Mikey and the other, you wondered if anyone else could see the false smile and empty eyes. Today wasn't a good day for the blond and no one noticed. Except for Takemichi who gave you a side look each time Mikey's smile didn't reach his eyes.

It was a question of time before Sano Manjirou crack and no one was doing anything.

- "Hey Mikey, do you have anything planned today?" You asked, the second you saw the dark eyes turn darker after one of the captains said a bad joke. All eyes fell on you, worried, only Manjirou seemed curious. "Because I could teach you kids a few old tricks. Y'all could learn a few things from that old man here!"

- "And what could you teach us, fossil man?" Asked a boy you recognize as Angry or something like that.

- "Well, the Fossil man here used to be a right-hand and first division captain. And my division was half your little gang kid." Your smile grew into a smirk as they started at you in surprise. "So, what do you say Mikey?"

The teen stared back at you, most likely wondering what you had in mind, before smiling at you.

- "Let's see what you can do Y/n nii-chan!" He exclaimed, happy

If you almost choke, you showed nothing unlike everyone else who either choked or gasped.

A few minutes later, you faced Mikey out of the dojo. Both of you took off your shirt, the cold autumn breeze playing with your hair.

- "Okay, first I need to see what you can do Mikey. So go as wild as you want, I won't break" you gave a wink he didn't return

- "I wouldn't be so sure Y/n-Kun..." Everyone laughed

- "Well, what are you waiting to prove it?" Your provocation worked for Mikey's gaze turned slightly darker. Yes, the boy needed to let it go. "So come at me boy and show me why they call you the Invincible Mikey."

This time, the blond simply sprinted at you. His speed was remarkable, and so was his flexibility as he tried to give you his signature kick. But you blocked it, closing your hand on his ankle in an iron grip. The next second, your forearm hit him down there and as he bends in pain, you finished him with your knee against his forehead.

You heard all the captains gasping behind you as Mikey fell to the ground. Ignoring them, you kneeled next to him. With a gentle hand, you chased his blond hair from his face.

- "Mikey it's okay. Let it go. I can take it kiddo and you need it. Forget them, focus on me, and don't hold back. Let me be your punching bag." You whispered as you petted his head.

- "I don't want to hurt you" he whispered back, face blank.

- "I promise you, you won't." You smiled and took his small hand in yours. "Trust me, I can keep up."

You both ignored the whispers - Did Mikey just go down this easily? No way Takemitchy's brother just beat Mikey this fast! - as you helped Mikey back on his feet.

- "Alright, one more time and seriously. I ain't playing Love tap kid." You smiled avoiding a new kick, then another, but blocked the third. That one did sting. "That's more like it!"

Over and over, Mikey attacked you restlessly, getting more aggressive with each punch or kick you blocked and avoided. In the end, two black holes replaced Mikey's eyes, sending a shiver down your spine. What the hell did this kid go through? What happened to leave him this angry? Maybe you should contact your friend therapist and get an appointment for him?

As much as you played defensive during the fight, you also threw some good hits. Each time you saw an opening, which wasn't often, you would point them by attacking suddenly and viciously. Now, Mikey's kicks became weaker as you hit his kneecap and hip just right. It must be painful to him to even put any weight on it.

And the fight went on like this without any of you two know how long. The only indication of time was the sweat covering your body and the sweet burn of sore muscles and bruises. And both your breath becoming panting and short.

In the end, you got Mikey down by again grabbing his ankle and pulling suddenly, resulting in the teen falling on his back and not getting back on his feet. Letting go of Mikey's ankle, you also laid down next to him.

- "Okay... I'm impressed kiddo." You panted turning your head to look at him. "You have my respect, Mikey." And yes he did! You didn't know a lot of thugs or others gangs members who could rival your stamina or strength. But a fifteen years old just did.

- "Thank you!" Smiled Mikey and you knew he didn't thank you only for the compliment.

Before could say anything else, a shadow fell on your chest and hug you tightly. Blond hair blocked your sight as you heard the familiar sound of your brother crying. Laughing lightly, you hugged your little brother back, patting his back.

- "It's alright Michi. I'm fine!" You kissed his hair, closing your eyes. Why was your brother so dramatic sometime?

- "Are you two really fine?" Asked Chifuyu

- "Yeah, just give us 5 minutes." Replied Mikey, his voice more tired than you imagined. "Anyway, we've been sparing for how long?"

- "Two hours! Two hours and none seemed to hear or see us!" Cried Takemichi, holding you tighter. "I didn't like seeing you like that aniki. I didn't recognize you and you were ignoring me!"

Your heart clenched painfully in your chest hearing the despair in his voice. Two hours. You could barely believe it! How did both of you keep it up for so long? In a way, you were happy because Mikey definitely needed to let it out, but you were also culpabilized about worrying your brother.

With a sigh, you slowly sat, letting Takemichi take place on your lap. Your brother was shaking like a terrified puppy and silent tears kept rolling on his cheeks. You gently chased them away with your thumb.

- "C'mon Michi, stop crying. I'm fine, we both are. It was just a little sparring and we didn't see time pass. It's nothing to cry for." As an only response, Takemichi hid his face under your chin, and you just rolled your eyes. "Damn cry baby." You looked at Mikey who sat too and started at you two. There was something in his eyes, like jealousy. So you did the only thing a brother would; you included him in the hug too. "C'mere, I didn't hurt you, right?"

- "You wish Y/n-Kun" he answered after a second of surprise.

You busted out laughing.

- "Okay, enough fun for today. Draken is getting out this evening, we should prepare something to celebrate it. No alcohol boys! He will be medicated and it won't mix well. C'mon Michi, Mikey; let's go groceries shopping and throw him a party."

Both boys' eyes lighted up and the next second they were pulling you toward your car. Smiling, you grabbed Mikey's hand tighter. If no one, besides Draken, wanted to have his back then you would. You would be there for him, hopefully preventing him to fall where no one could reach him.

Mikey looked back at you and offered you his most beautiful smile and you knew... You knew you would protect him like your own little brother.