#Manjiro Sano Oneshot

[haihaihaitani]

The Bucket List ~ *Manjiro Sano*

Summary: It's another late night without Mikey. It seems this keeps happening. After spending so many nights worrying, you finally decide to take action. All it takes is a notebook and a pen to try and fix your relationship.

Pairing: Manjiro Sano X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluffyish Oneshot

Word Count: 2063

Warning: Mentions death, hurt to comfort

Masterlist

Taglist: @soulangel​

It was another late night and you were sick with worry. Mikey said he would be home at a decent time, but just like the last couple times he made that promise, he lied. So here you are, sitting at the kitchen table, wondering where he was. 

While you were panicking on the inside, you knew you needed to do something to take your mind off of things. That’s why you had a notebook and a pen before you. With a sigh, you picked up the pen and began to write. At first, your words were slow and unsure, but eventually you became more confident and sure with what you were writing. It was like the words were flowing out of you and you were determined to capture them all as quickly as they came into your head.

You were so absorbed in your little project that you didn’t hear the front door to your apartment open. You jumped when you felt Mikey gently put his hand on your shoulder. He gave you a small, yet sad smile. You returned the look before returning to your work.

He took the chair in front of you before softly saying, “I’m sorry.” When you didn’t answer, he spoke again. “How long have you been up?”

“I never went to sleep.”

“Oh, I see.” He mumbled, and you could sense him shifting in front of you as you worked. “What are you writing?”

With a sigh, you finally set the pen down, leaned back, and started to massage your hand that was beginning to ache. “I’m making a list, a bucket list to be exact.”

He looked at you suspiciously. “Can I ask why?”

“Well, I started thinking about the fact that you come home later and later each night.” You caught his wince at your words. “And as much as that bothers me, I know it’s who you are and I can’t ask you to give up your gang. So instead, I’m giving you an incentive to be careful and to always come home to me.”

Mikey’s eyebrows furrowed some more. “An incentive? What do you mean?”

You turned the list you were working on towards him. “These are all things I want to do with you before either of us die. I’ve already got a good start on the list, but I would love to hear your input as well.”

He took his time reading each item on the list. Occasionally he would ask clarifying questions, which you would answer, and he would return to reading. When he was done, he set the list down and stared at you for a long time. You weren’t uncomfortable under his gave. Instead of regarding you with contempt or sadness, he merely looked curious, almost as if he was thinking of what he would put on such a list. You gave him all the time he needed to make sure he had all of his thoughts in order.

“May I have the pen, please?” He asked quietly, holding out his hand to you.

You nodded and gave him the writing utensil. He stared at you again for a moment more before he began writing. You watched him write, unable to discern any of the words as he was hunched over the paper and it was upside down. Instead, you let out a slow, long breath from your nose and stood up.

This caught his attention and he gave an adorable, little pout. “Where are you going?”

“I’m going to make us some coffee. Is that alright?”

“Oh.” He gave a sheepish nod before returning to his writing.

A small smile escaped you. Quietly, you slipped into the kitchen and started the coffee pot. As you reached for two mismatched mugs, you sighed. This isn't how you expected this night to go at all. You thought you would be curled up against Mikey as the two of you dreamed the night away in your warm and comfy bed. It made your heart hurt. You thought that you would be able to find a guy who would do normal, domestic things, like sleeping in the same bed or drinking coffee in the morning together. Normal things that normal couples do when they’ve been together for almost three years. 

But nothing was ever normal when it came to Mikey. You would never get to do normal, domestic things with him. You would never get to fall asleep together in the same bed. You would never get to enjoy a warm cup of coffee in the morning as you both sat in comfortable silence. He would always be away from home late, and come back with more wounds than you could count. You would always be terrified of whether or not he’d come back home alive, or if the police would finally arrest him.

As much as those thoughts scared you, you weren’t too upset with how tonight was going. Sure you didn’t think you’d be making a bucket list with your lover at the crack of dawn, but you were glad you were. With each item you put on the list, it was another reason for Mikey to come back to you, safe and sound. It was another day the two of you could be together, away from danger. And that made you feel a little better. At least you could try to work through this list together. Perhaps the more you completed, the more he’d want to spend time with you, away from his gang. Perhaps the two of you could be closer to what normal couples did.

Mikey tapped your shoulder again, causing you to jump. “The coffee’s done.”

“Oh, okay.” Carefully, you poured two cups and fixed your coffee to how you liked it, while Mikey drank his black.

“Are you done writing your list?” You asked as you sipped your coffee.

He nodded. “I have one more thing to write and then I’m done.”

“Alright.”

You followed him back into the dining area where you saw a long list of words. You weren’t ready to read what he wrote yet. You watched him write the last thing he wanted on the list before sliding it slowly over to you.

“There.” He mumbled. “It’s up to you what you want to keep or what you want to get rid of. I don’t care. I just kind of let it all out. None of anything I’ve written needs to be set in stone. I don’t mind.”

You nodded and gently picked up the notebook to read what was written. Nothing he asked for was super big and extravagant. If anything, it made you smile. He had simple wishes. Easy requests that you’d be more than happy to grant. It was a shame it took this long to figure that out. If you had known, then maybe you could have gotten to work on this list a lot sooner. Still, you were glad you were learning all of this now.

At the very bottom of the list, the smile you held inside broke to the surface. He had asked for more mornings enjoying coffee together. A normal, domestic couple moment. A moment that you wanted more than anything else in the world. He wanted it too. It made you so happy.

“Is it good?” Though Mikey’s voice was quiet, you could hear the eagerness of a child in it. “Do you like what I wrote?”

Looking up at him, you smiled and nodded. “Yes. I like what you wrote. All of this, we can do. We can work through this list with ease. I’m not worried about missing a single thing.”

“Yeah? That’s good.” He smiled a little and sat back in his seat. He finished his coffee before frowning at you. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t…”

“No, I need to say this.” He sat up again and took one of your hands in his. “I’m sorry for everything I’ve put you through. You don’t deserve any of it. You have always been there for me when I needed you most. But when you needed me, I was nowhere to be found. You didn’t ask for this life. You wanted me to be the perfect boyfriend and I’ve tried. But along the way, I stopped trying because things got too hard. You are worth trying for and I want to try again. That’s why I want to work on this bucket list with you. I want to do everything written here before we die with you. I want to try and be that perfect boyfriend again for you.”

Tears welled in your eyes, but you refused to let them fall. “Mikey, don’t. I knew exactly what I was getting into when I first started dating you, so don’t act like I didn’t know. I knew how much the gang and the boys mean to you. I wasn’t going to get in the way of that. But you are right. One day, I don’t know when, it felt like you didn’t care anymore. But I still cared, I still love you. That’s why I put up with it all this time. I won’t lie and say what you did didn’t hurt. It’s going to take some time to rebuild that trust and get back to where we once were. But if you want to stay and you want to try again, I will be right beside you as we work through this, okay?”

He nodded, eagerness in his actions as he squeezed your hand tightly. “Yes, I want to try! I want to be with you forever. I promise I’ll do everything in my power to be the man you need, no matter what I have to do to achieve it.”

You smiled and rubbed your thumb over his knuckles. “Thank you for the apology, Mikey. I really appreciate it.”

“Are you sure it was enough? I don’t think-”

“It was enough.” You assure him. “It was enough for now. As we progress, your apology can be in the form of you trying, proving that you want to be with me. Then it will all be enough.”

He pressed a kiss to your knuckles. “Thank you. I can’t thank you enough. You’re too good for me. Sometimes I wonder if I’m even worth everything you’ve done for me.”

“Hey…” You whisper, taking his face in your unoccupied hand. “Hey don’t say that! Don’t even think that! You’re more than enough, my love. Yes, you’ve dropped the ball on numerous occasions, but that doesn’t mean I’ve stopped loving you. I will always love you, no matter what you put us through.”

He gave a small chuckle. “You make it sound like I’m a bad boyfriend.”

You smile. “You have your moments. But you’re not the worst boyfriend in the history of boyfriends. You just need a little help from time to time. And I’m more than happy to be of assistance. I do it because I love you.”

“And I love you too.” He kissed the palm of the hand on his cheek.

You sighed before standing up and withdrawing your hands. “It’s late. We should go to bed. I’ll clean the mugs.”

“Just leave them in the sink, I’ll clean them in the morning.” Mikey took your hand gently. “Come to bed with me.”

You nodded and followed him into the bedroom. He changed into comfy clothes and you pulled back the covers for him to slide into bed. As soon as he was in bed, he wrapped his arms around you and cuddled you close. It had been so long since the two of you cuddled like this. Tears again appeared in your eyes and you blinked them away. You wouldn’t cry about how much you missed this. If you did, you would break his heart. Instead, you smiled and melted into his embrace. You wished that you could have more soft nights like this.

“What should we work on tomorrow?” Mikey mumbled, his voice thick with sleepiness.

“What?”

“On the list. What should be the first thing we do tomorrow?”

You couldn’t help but chuckle before shifting so you could kiss his nose. “How about I make coffee in the morning?”

“Sounds perfect to me.”

“Don’t worry, we have the rest of our lives to finish this list together.”

He sighed and pulled you even closer. “That sounds absolutely wonderful.”

[itjazzbicch]

The Finish Line

Pairing: Timeskip!Manjiro Sano x Fem Reader 

Summary: Continuations of The Grim Future:

Tracking down Chifuyu and trying to leap back to the past to fix the horrible future that the reader is in, she's completely thrown off track when Mikey follows her without her knowledge, assuming things and she leaps back from Mikey's touch instead of Chifuyu, she doesn't expect the past she lands in, nor the future she finds...

Warnings:  Manga Spoilers! Slight swearing, Use of a gun (in other words someone gets shot), a MxF slap. It is Bonten Mikey in the beginning! (But that's about it!) The rest of this fic is so sweet I swear!

Word Count: 2.7k 

It took some sneaking around, but in a relatively short time, I tracked down Chifuyu. He owned a pet shop in the city, and I had to lie to Mikey, but I needed to see Chifuyu.

There was no way I could live like this. Yes, I was with Mikey, but he wasn't the Mikey I knew. I didn't know exactly what I had to do in the past to change our future, but I knew that this wasn't meant for us.

The store Chifuyu owned was impressive, and it was nice to know that my friends did something with their lives. I didn't want to approach him directly as just being there had my emotions running wild, and when I saw Chifuyu step out of the back and to the register to help one of his employees, an exchange of glances was all we needed.

The longer I stared into his eyes, the more tears I felt swelling up. He nudged his head toward the backdoor, so I rushed outside to meet him in the alleyway.

"Y/N, it's about time I ran into you-"

"Chifuyu-" I panted, silencing him as tears streamed down my face, shaking in the knees as I cried, "I need to go back. I need to go back now."

"Why? I know that we couldn't save everyone, but-" Chifuyu was only confused but quickly learned why I was panicking as I cried harder:

"It's so much worse than you think, Chifuyu."

"Try to calm down, okay?" He was only trying to help, holding my shoulders and trying to help ease my cries so I could talk, "Just tell me what's going on."

"Have you heard of Bonten?" I didn't need to ask; the expansion in his pupils showed that he knew of Bonten, nearly breaking down completely against him as I whispered, "I'm second in command of it. Mikey is the leader, and they all do such horrible things. How did this happen, Chifuyu? How did I fail again?"

"Oh my gosh," He whispered in shock, holding me up as I collapsed in his arms, looking up to him:

"Please, Chifuyu-"

"Hmm, this is what you've been hiding from me, Y/N?"

Fear never struck me as hard as it did when I heard Mikey's voice behind me; I whipped around to see Mikey and Sanzu behind him.

"No, Mikey! This isn't what you think!" Panicking, I fell to my knees, even bowing to him to show that I wasn't lying, "It will sound crazy if I tell you the truth, but I'll do so if I have to, just please-"

"Shut up," He growled, leaning down to snatch my wrist and pull me away from Chifuyu, "Sanzu-"

"I got this," Sanzu snickered, my heart falling as he pulled out a pistol with a silencer, making me scream out:

"No! Mikey! PLEASE-"

Before me or Chifuyu could react, Sanzu had already pulled the trigger, crying so hard that I couldn't breathe as Chifuyu's body fell to the ground.

"Oh my god-" I choked out, trying to break Mikey's grasp, "Chifuyu!"

"You've been acting weird, suspicious too," Mikey murmured, gripping my wrist even tighter, pulling me so we were face to face, never seeing such a dark look in his eyes, "You think I wouldn't find out?"

"It's not what you think!" I yelled out of sadness and anger, trying to break free just for him to slap me.

I never knew Mikey's strength till then. My head was ringing as I dropped to the ground like a ton of bricks, just from a slap. As much as it hurt my heart and made me cry even worse, I needed to save Chifuyu, crawling to his body, but before I could reach him, Sanzu snatched me by the shirt:

"We have to get out of here. Think you two can handle this somewhere else?"

"Oh, we will," Mikey growled, my hand smacking Sanzu away.

"No! No! No! No!" I sobbed, screaming one last time as Mikey took my hand, "Mikey, stop!"

"So, how's she ride, Y/N?"

Huh? What happened? Where was I? To go back to the past, I needed Chifuyu, but for some reason, it happened when Mikey held my hand.

"Hey! Be careful! You're swerving!"

I was on a motorcycle, and that voice; it was so familiar. Looking to the left, I saw short, black hair flying with the wind. They finally looked at me, and it was Baji?! But he was younger.

Still accelerating, I stared at him in shock. It was really Baji. Not paying attention to the road till he yelled out:

"Y/N! Watch out!"

"What?" Looking ahead of me, I slammed right into a telephone pole, hitting the ground hard.

"Are you okay?!" Baji came to a screeching halt, parking and running to my side.

The pain wasn't even that bad. I picked myself up and stared at Baji, shaking because it had already been so long since I last saw him on Bloody Halloween.

"Say something! You're weirding me out!"

"Hey, what happened?!" Kazutora. He pulled up next to Baji's bike, running over to check on me, "Y/N crashed?!"

"Yeah, and she won't talk!"

"B-Baji. Kazutora-a-" This was real. I went back much further than twelve years and, with them in front of me, live in the flesh. Looking at my reflection against the metal pieces of my bike, I was much younger, too and I just started bawling, "Baji! Kazutora!"

"Let's get her checked out," Kazutora recommended, helping me stand. I hugged them tightly, like I'd never have that chance again.

"C'mon Y/N. I think you hit your head," Baji exclaimed, trying to pry me away, so I nodded, limping over to his bike:

"O-Okay."

The crash wasn't that bad. I could tell that I wasn't injured or anything, but they were all so confused as to why I wouldn't stop crying.

In the hospital bed, I kept trying my best to calm down, but if I was this far in the past, how would I be able to fix things and go back to the future? Was Mikey my pathway back now? I had so many questions, overwhelmed with more emotions as I heard another old, familiar voice:

"You said that she won't stop crying?"

"Yeah, but nothing's seriously wrong with her! Just a few scratches," Baji was explaining something to that voice, shaking again with silent tears flowing as Shinichiro walked through the door into my hospital room:

"Maybe she's just upset about her bike."

Shinichiro didn't even cross my mind. He was alive too. Trying to help me with a soft smile:

"Hey, girly. It's not like you getting into an accident. You ride better than all the boys!"

He was only trying to raise my spirit, but I started sobbing again, holding out my arms:

"Shinichiro!"

He was such a kind soul, hugging me and reassuring me, "Hey, don't cry. You're okay, and that's what matters. Don't worry about your bike either. I'll fix it. It'll look like nothing ever happened to it."

"T-Thank you," I panted, needing to breathe just to freeze again as Draken came in next with Mikey:

"Y/N! You, okay?"

Picking my head up, my eyes locked with Mikey's, and I could feel this zap between us.

"The doctor said she's okay. She's just a little spooked," Shinichiro explained, standing and patting my head, backing up as Mikey ran and hugged me.

I was going to run out of tears with all the crying that I was doing, trying to keep my whisper to Mikey as quiet as possible:

"Do you remember?"

"I do," He whispered back, swallowing a breath as he was fighting tears of his own, too, "I remember everything."

Squeezing him hard, I was shaking like a leaf, and Mikey noticed everyone's confusion, whispering quickly:

"Relax. We'll fix everything. I promise."

Finally, I grew a grip on myself and stopped crying. It did feel good to know that everyone I cared about was alive and that I had one more chance to make things right.

Knowing that I probably wouldn't get another chance, I didn't want to live through another hellish future after all the ones I'd already gone through.

Since we were young and Toman wasn't formed yet, Mikey and I decided to create Toman again, but this time, bringing everyone, even the people we were once enemies with. This wouldn't be a gang, more so, a path. A path to a better future, where we all do something meaningful with our lives. No more violence and death.

It took a long time, but we got everyone we needed on that path, standing alongside Mikey as the time finally came, his voice commanding out:

"Toman is now disbanded!"

Everyone was confused by this, but that quickly faded and led them towards the light of a bright future as Mikey encouraged:

"Go on and live your lives to the fullest. Accomplish your goals and dreams. There is more to life than we think. So please, think deeply about these words, and most importantly, don't let me down."

Something in my heart made me feel so good inside as they all saluted Mikey one last time, going their ways, smiling brightly as some talked about what they wanted to do in the future. Chifuyu wanted his pet store, Smiley and Angry wanted to open a ramen shop. Mitsuya planned on becoming a fashion designer.

I wanted to see all those dreams come true more than anything in this world, gazing at Mikey as I heard him sniffling:

"We did it, Y/N."

"Yeah," I sniffled back, wiping my eye, "I'm pretty sure we did."

Nodding and offering his hand to me, my heart started racing. We truly did not have anything to fear about, but I was so nervous.

"I know what you've gone through, Y/N. I wouldn't do this if I didn't know we'd succeeded."

"I agree, but it's just so scary to me still," I admitted, taking a deep breath before smiling softly, "Even so. Even if I have more to do, I'll do it."

"You've done it all," Mikey smiled, tears of happiness falling down his cheeks, "I'm sure I'll see you as soon as you get there."

"C'MON! YOU'RE SO CLOSE!"

My gosh, why was it so loud?!

Covering my ears, Draken was standing next to me, wearing a headset and yelling. In front of me, a wire fence and motorcycles were racing. We were at a race?

"YEAH MIKEY!" "YOU GOT THIS MAN!" "MIKEY! MIKEY!"

Shinichiro. Baji. Pah. Kazutora. Mitsuya. Takemichi. Everybody. Everyone was here. Quickly looking at a sign, this was the Grand Prix, and as the bikes raced by, I just knew it was Mikey, in black and yellow, neck and neck with another racer, trying to get to first place and win.

We actually did it! The happiness took over me, with tears and a smile, jumping as Mikey started to get the lead, and I started screaming:

"YOU'RE GONNA WIN IT, MIKEY! YOU CAN DO IT, BABY!"

Right as I got out my last word, Mikey crossed the finish line, and I jumped for joy, screaming and cheering, shaking Draken:

"HE DID IT!"

"HELL YEAH!" Draken yelled back, Mikey coming to the pitstop, and we all started losing it. There was confetti, bottles popping, all of chanting:

"MIKEY! MIKEY!"

Once Mikey was parked and had his helmet off, he ran to me, hugging me tight and spinning.

"That was so awesome!" I smiled, finding his gaze, and as he smiled back, he started sniffling.

He didn't need to say anything. I knew that he realized that I was back for the last time. No more time leaping. No more struggles. Just us, our friends and family, together with no more worries.

It was obvious how much his blood was pumping, everyone whistling and cheering as his lips smacked into mine.

It took a long time to get to this point, but for the first time, I felt true happiness. Kissing him back, I didn't want to stop but hurrying to back away and squeal as they dumped a keg of water over him, presenting his trophy.

I hurried to take out my phone and take pictures as Draken put Mikey on his shoulders while Mikey raised his trophy high, everyone coming down to celebrate with him.

The sight of all of us together was something I'd never forget.

Not much later, things settled down so Mikey could handle the business aspect of the race. There was a party planned too, so till it was time to go, I talked with Emma and Hina, my smile not leaving my face for even a second.

"It's time to party!" Hina was chanting and dancing with Emma, everyone leaving the stadium, offering my hand to Mikey:

"Ready to go celebrate some more?"

"Oh yeah," He smirked, holding my hand and watching everyone go, "I'd like to talk to you first, though."

"Oh," I wasn't sure what he wanted to discuss, but I agreed, "That's fine."

"Follow me," He instructed, leading me to the racetrack.

There were so many tire marks, and I'd never been on a racetrack before, so I was in awe as he led me to the field in the middle, admiring him:

"I knew you were good on a bike, but I can't believe how fast you were going. It was awesome, Mikey."

"I got skill," He smiled back at me, and it was the first pure smile I'd ever seen from him; a little nervous as I asked:

"So, uh. What did you want to talk about?"

Taking a few steps, his back facing me, I could hear the emotions that he was fighting:

"I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you. I wouldn't have won that championship either."

I had a gut feeling this would get emotional, my heart skipping and beating harder as he continued:

"You have gone through so much. I put you through so much. Every future you saw, I kept choosing the wrong path, did so many horrible things, and despite all of that, you still loved me the same. You never gave up on me."

"Of course not," I sniffled, tears forming as I saw the ones in his as he turned to look, "I've always loved you, Mikey. You went through hell every time I leaped. That wasn't the real you. I wasn't going to stop till I changed that. Even if there are more challenges for us in the future, I'll never give up."

"I know, but don't worry. I know there are no more challenges for us," He smiled through his tears, coming to stand before me, "I only need you to know how much I love you for that, and I need to know one last thing."

"Yes?" I wasn't sure where this was going. I nearly fainted as he got down on one knee, pulling out a diamond ring from his pocket:

"Marry me, Y/N?"

I had to cover my mouth to stop the cry that almost shot out of me, crying as I nodded frantically, fanning my face with both hands as I gladly accepted:

"Yes! Yes, Mikey!"

Taking my hand and putting on the ring, he quickly hugged me, kissing me hard and squeezing me into a warm embrace.

Hugging his head, I wanted to stay there and kiss him forever, but I needed to breathe before I passed out, both of us heaving but smiling as I whispered:

"I love you, Mikey. So so, much."

"I love you too-" He smiled back, eyes shooting up towards an exit in the stands as we heard a sharp, echoing squeal:

"GUYS! GUYS! MIKEY JUST PROPOSED TO Y/N!"

Hina and Emma. They must've been looking for us and saw what happened.

"DID YOU SAY YES?!" Hina yelled out; Mikey and I laughed at first, but he picked me up as I yelled back:

"I SAID YES!"

"WOOO!" All the guys came over too, cheering and yelling:

"BOUT TIME!"

That made me laugh even more, snug in Mikey's arms, our future secured and only great things ahead of us.  

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

[tomanjigang]

just posted my first one shot :)!!

If there’s any other characters anyone wants done feel free to comment on wattpad or send me an ask here!!

[ruwhimsical]

LOOKING LOPSIDED!

he was too impatient to wait for you to cut his own hair, so he took matters into his own hands, miserably. ft. multiple characters

“I swear it isn’t that bad! If you look at it from a certain angle, you definitely pull it off,” you try to reason with your very moody boyfriend in front of you. Your words fall on deaf ears as he solely focuses on how your face scrunches up like you’re trying not to burst out laughing—in courtesy to him, of course. Although he appreciates the gesture, he’d much rather have you lay out the cold, hard truth.

He had fucked up his hairstyle—badly.

“I mean… what did you expect cutting your hair with craft scissors?” you say, fluffing his hair in an attempt to salvage it. It did not help. If anything, it made him look like a stray cat that had been struck by lightning.

“Are you going to help or just poke fun?” he snaps, stopping himself from storming out of the living room and into the bathroom to check on his dilemma for the nth time. Though it may not look like it, you had quite a knack for cutting hair. Every time you went into the bathroom, you’d emerge with a new hairstyle that suited you perfectly. This gave him the impression that it was a simple task. Oh, how wrong he had been.

He should’ve just waited for you to come home.

“Can’t I just adore how cute you look for a second? I’m gonna miss this hairstyle,” you tease, squeezing his cheeks and forcing his lips into a pout. His eyebrows furrow downward, and his eyes squint, forming what looks like an attempt at a glare. You haven’t seen him this expressive in a while. It’s almost laughable how worked up this has gotten him.

You take a quick picture of him before tossing your phone out of both your reaches. “I’m so making that my wallpaper,” you declare, grabbing his hands and leading him towards the bathroom.

“You better not, or I’ll make THAT my wallpaper,” he grins. You know exactly what he’s referring to. It’s a picture he’d taken of you when you were wasted out of your mind after a night out with friends. He’d found you lying on the floor, your clothes decorated in puke. The second you saw him, you’d latched onto his leg on the side of the road, gaining unwanted attention from passersby as you begged him to take you home.

“OKAY, okay, fine, I won’t!” you huff, briefly contemplating whether to mess up his hairstyle even more out of spite. “Just get your ass on this chair so I can hurry up and finish this.”

Your hands must’ve been made of magic, because by the time you’re done, he walks out looking like an entirely different person.

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mlist

[kisakis-boyfriend]

Can't stop thinking about taking afab!mikeys virginity.. i wanna see his reactions to being eaten out for the first time and how he'd react if you didn't stop after he came and overstimulated him on that very first. god.

Pairings: Mikey x GN reader

Warnings: GN!reader, dom!reader, sub!Mikey, trans Mikey, eating out, overstimulation, worship, use of the term 'tdick'

You swear that the person lying on your bed right now is an angel. A divine being sent from heaven itself, sent to grace you with his beauty and affection. You were dating an angel.

This celestial being lay here on your sheets, his head surrounded by a wavy halo, with those gorgeous eyes nervously trained on your face — searching for something to calm his nerves.

“Nervous?”

At this, Mikey shook his head. It was clear as day that he was, indeed, fidgeting with his sleeves as you stood above his delicate form; like a demon waiting to corrupt him, and strip away his innocence.

You were oh, so gentle with him, making sure that Mikey was comfortable before you even so much as kissed his lips. Physically, he was so far from being considered "fragile". He's the leader of a gang; very well respected and even feared by the smart ones. There wasn't any need to treat him like a glass sculpture—ready to crack into a million pieces from the slightest bump—and yet, here you were, trailing one hand down his side, to his hip, with all the care in the world. Like he was almost too precious to touch, even.

A hand between his legs had Mikey moaning into your mouth, squirming while you touched him for the first time. He became wet so, so easily. That wetness coated your fingers even through his underwear, urging you to break the kiss sooner, so that you might taste another part of your lover.

“God you're beautiful...” You breathed, while pulling Mikey's pants off to expose his entrance. His legs instinctively closed, clamping his thighs together so that you had to hold them apart if you wanted to have access to him.

Your lips connect with Mikey's thighs, pressing little kisses along the insides. They were so soft, but you knew that Mikey could probably suffocate you if he really wanted to — you've seen him fight before, and surely his thighs were rather powerful to allow him to move the way he does.

One look into his eyes as you ask him, “Ready?” and, with his confirmation, you delve down, connecting your tongue and his cunt. You start out slow, so as not to overwhelm your partner. Lapping at the sensitive area first, then pushing your tongue inside a bit.

Mikey's hips jerk the first time you suck his tdick, which soon turns into him trying to fuck your mouth with the length he has. It's adorable — the way his hips thrust up, almost mindlessly so, as your lover chases anything that makes him feel good.

Soon enough, Mikey's moans become more frantic; he's getting close. One hand flies down to your head, pushing you deeper into his heat. You take this as a signal to keep doing what you're doing; licking and sucking while Mikey bites his lip hard enough to make it bleed, eventually adding your fingers to help your partner get off.

With one adorable squeal, your lover cums in your mouth. His hips rise off of the bed and his hands fly up to grasp at the sheets-

“Mmmhaah!! Aah~ ” Mikey's eyes glaze over as the sound of his own panting fills his ears. Everything becomes hazy, until it registers in his mind that... you're still going at it.

Despite the intense first orgasm he just experienced; you haven't stopped eating him out yet. Your lips are practically suctioned onto his pussy.

When he realizes that you don't plan to stop anytime soon, Mikey tries to wiggle away, attempting to push your head back with his hand. All it takes is one arm to pin down his hips, the other to hold his wrist, and Mikey isn't going anywhere.

Fully intent on keeping your partner here until you're satisfied, you moan into Mikey's cunt, keeping up the assault until he can no longer do anything other than whimper and buck his hips pathetically.

After all; if you're lucky enough to pleasure an angel, why not get the most out of it?

[airbendertendou]

bonten men seeing you with contacts for the first time.

[ glasses version ] no pronouns used / gender neutral. lowercase intended. cw : sanzu touches your throat non-sexually / non-threateningly , mentions of acne in kakuchos , reader wears a gloss / lipstain in kokos

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— MIKEY! ♥︎

it wasn't ideal, your current situation. putting on your most expensive jewelry ; practicing your laugh ; extending your vocabulary just in case — it wasn't something you did often.

however, your biggest investor was invited to a gala, therefore you were meant to join in aswell.

letting out a breath, you enter the ballroom turned meeting area. you blink, squinting lightly at the twinkling lights before relaxing your eyes. with a small nod to yourself, you put on your prettiest smile before turning left and beginning your evening of socialization.

your feet feel numb ; your voice is aching with use ; your eyes have long since dried out — and you hadn't even seen mikey yet. he was the entire reason you were pushed to this gathering. settling your back against a wall, you let out another breath, convincing yourself to stay for just a little longer.

"you look nice."

the voice gets your attention immediately as you straighten up. mikey stands alone, just a little ways in front of you. he tilts his head and you swear his lips tilt up the slightest bit. you smooth sweaty, trembling hands over your outfit before speaking. "i've been looking for you, mister sano."

mikey's eyes call to yours — you really can't look away. he lets out a huff — you'd never say he laughed. "we're past the mister sano bit, aren't we, [name]?"

"i guess." your eyes drop to the floor briefly, just to get away from his heated gaze. a small tsk is heard before your chin is held in a gentle grasp, pulling your eyes to his once more. "mikey?"

"better." his hand drops but your face is still warm from his touch. "let's talk somewhere privately, yeah?"

— SANZU! ♥︎

a movie you don't even know the name of plays in the background as you eat your chosen snack. all day you've tried to ignore him and his pearl-blue eyes that wouldn't look away from you.

you click your tongue, turning to send a glare his way. "you are staring, sanzu haruchi—"

with a squeal, you find yourself on your back. you let out an astonished laugh as sanzu's knees go to either side of you, caging you beneath him. you gape up at him in shock, "haru!"

"let me look at you." his voice is gentle ; tender in a way you hadn't heard before. sure, it'd been years since you spoke, but he wasn't known for being soft. your eyes widen at the thought — sanzu lets out a sigh, his body slightly sagging into yours. "there we go..."

you blink a few times, begging for your contacts to stay in place as they begin to feel dry at the edges — crisp the longer you keep your eyes open. you can't help but induldge him, though, let him look at you for however long he wants.

“how dare you hide this from me,” haru caresses your cheek softly. “can't believe you’re so pretty.”

"i've always been pretty," you reply with a small frown.

sanzu grins wickedly, his hand trailing down to your throat before laying it there. "yeah... always pretty."

— KAKUCHO! ♥︎

you're avoiding him. really, you're avoiding everyone in the office at this point. with a frown, kakucho gathers a handful of blank or useless sheets of paper, slipping them into an empty folder before heading over to your office.

"just leave it in the bin!" your hand stretches out, pointing to the blue, overflowing tray. your back is turned to him, hunched over as the sound of keys clicking meets his ears. his frown deepens before the back of your chair is grabbed and spun so you now face him. you gasp, "kaku—!"

he's kneeling in front of you before you can blink. a long, relieved breath escapes his chest as he settles his forhead on your knee. "god, i—[name], i thought something was wrong with you. thought i did something to upset you."

your bottom lip is chewed through, but you continue to nibble on it anyways. "...sorry."

kakucho raises his head so that his chin sets on your knee now. gone is his work exterior and in its place is the softened, lovesick daze he shows only to you. "they look nice on you — can see you better this way."

you let out a groan, throwing your head back before looking down at him once more. "i'm breaking out so bad right now! only thing people can see is that!"

he wants to reassure you — really, acne is normal and you're still beautiful with it — but he's so enamoured by you. the way your eyes are a little glassy because of your contacts ; the frown on your lips ; the way you've been stroking his hair mindlessly just because you could—

kakucho sweeps in and steals a quick kiss. you gasp again — kissing during work hours?! he was a horrid man. kakucho grins before patting your thighs and standing.

— KOKONOI! ♥︎

the feeling of guilt creeps up as koko's doorbell rings. his hair is tossed into a bun, white strands falling into his eyes as he opens the door. you stumble in, halfway through a sentence as he offers you a pair of house slippers.

"—and, really, you're doing me such a favor!" you plop down onto his couch unceremoniously, letting out a huff as you do. "this was the worst night for me. your call was a blessing."

kokonoi blinks as he stands frozen in front of you. with a frown, he bends at the waist and simply waits until you're looking up at him. you tilt your head, phone open on your notes app as you stop mid-way through your sentence.

sharpened eyes drift down the rest of your attire. wrinkle-free clothes ; your nicest shirt ; your lucky socks? all combined with the contacts you're wearing and the gloss staining your lips— kokonoi stands straight and crosses his arms. "where have you been, exactly?"

"a date." you let out another sigh, rolling your eyes at his rigid posture. "not a good one, i assure you! had the audacity, asking to see me again — after chewing with his mouth open and spitting his food all over mine! i can never look at tortellini noodles the same."

kokonoi taks a seat beside of you, the work he called you for out of his mind as he gestures for you to keep talking. "you called just when he was going to put his number in my phone." a sneaky, proud grin grows on your lips. "i have your bonten tattoo as the picture, so that really scared him off."

while you talk, you scroll on your phone until his contact photo is shown. it's true — his side profile is fully in view. what catches his eye, however, is his name. a simple haji with a spinning heart emoji sends his own heart into a frenzy.

at kokonoi's grin, you sense trouble. you clear your throat, taking your phone from his view before scrolling on it again. "what was it you needed from me, exactly?"

an arm is thrown over your hips as kokonoi pulls himself close. his nose bumps against yours before he slides just slightly away. "for you to not go on anymore dates. unless they're with me, of course."

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[mchlgayser]

𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐈𝐓 𝐆𝐎 𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 [tokyo revengers various]

⸻ cw: hurt/no comfort, triggering events and poor writing skills.

qeena's brief note: i'm here after nearly a month went MIA

໒꒰ྀི o̴̶̷̤ ̯o̴̶̷̤ ꒱ྀ১ first of all, thank you so much for 1.13k followers on tumblr (i honestly still can't believe it lol) you guys did a lot for me throughout my years here in this platform like bro i love you guys sm andddd thank uuuu! ik lots of my ole mutuals are no longer active but still, thank you so much to you guys for your continuous support 💙 and thanks to my readers (from jude girlies readers to anime girlies readers), thank you so much. last to wrap things up, here a small sorry gift from me after went missing, a tokyo revengers drabble! happy (sad) reading xoxo!! i love you <33

𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐎: too preoccupied with his work.

The sun disappears behind the horizon and the daylight soon fades. The once cheerful home, turn out dingy and dejected. Tears spew down your cheeks to your chin as you examine one single paper lay before your eyes. The saying above appear clear "Divorce Paper" with your signature on the very right and below.

"So, this is it?" You sneer, teeth grinding against each other "Don't 'so, this is it' me right now, you know well none of this would've have to happen if you could be a bit more considerate." He did not say a word, look down on the floor as if it could've been the most entertaining object in the world.

"I'm busy, there's too much works I need to tend-"

"You said that last week, and the other month and even months before that! How come you're always busy with your job that you can't loiter around with me even for a minute. You left at early mornings, before the sun pops out, you're gone, out of sight and when you came back, you're tired, hot and needed rest. I'm sick of it, Manjiro. I can't do this anymore, ...so yeah, this is it."

He didn't notice the luggage you had beside you until you pull it forward "I'll have my lawyer pick the paper tomorrow morning. Please have is sign by then." A last drop of tear fall cascade down your cheek, like a stray until you wipe it off.

"Goodbye, Manjiro."

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐉𝐈: cheated on you.

He said- No, he promised the last will be the last time. The last time you had to pick up the last shattering pieces of your dignity. The last time you had to faced the brutally honest reality of your marriage. He promised...

And yet, he broke it again. Today is supposed to be a good day. A happy day as it's a 'happy' birthday for a reason, right? But no, the happy day turned out to be your most saddening, fucked up moment in life. You left home to pick up a dress you custom made for yourself, to go buy your favorite cake at your favorite cafe. You didn't expect to come home, seeing him with your maid on the bed. She was half-naked, bra straps off her shoulder and his clothes thrash on the side.

It's a mess. The splat noise of the cake make a noisy sound and both of their ears perked up "Thought both of you had gone deaf that you both didn't hear me knock for five fucking minutes!" She frantically hid herself beside the bed, where you can't see her but you practically lunge at her, ripping strands after strands of her fake blonde hair "You fucking bitch. I picked you up at the gutter and this is how you fucking repayed me?!" Hanma tries to block into your attack but you punches him making him stumbled.

"And you, rot in hell with your fucking promises! I trusted you, not once, not twice but fucking three times!" He hold you by your shoulder but you slap his face away.

"Dont touch me! Don't you fucking dare..." Your punches ended weak and helpless. Tears pool beneath your eyes but no, they're not sad tears. It's resent, anger and betrayed tears.

"I'll file a divorce, fuck you and that bitch." You push him off, slapping him on the face one last time. The stone on the ring slash through his cheek and he bleed slightly "I'l fucking take half of your fortune, lustful bitch."

You turn to the woman "And you..." You peel the ring off of your ring finger aggressively and throw it to her chest "Keep that shit. I'm outta here." Hanma didn't try to say anything, just mumbling an apology before you walk out that door.

You turn back and look at him, he didn't look remorseful - he did, but it could never be enough to make you crawl to him once more "Shove your apology up your ass, Hanma."

𝐇𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐊𝐎𝐊𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐈: can't move on from his past.

At first, it was okay. You can even claim it to be perfect. But that was at first, soon everything gradually becoming worse. He started to get busy with works or as he claimed it. He told you he won't be coming home at a day but sometimes, he remained unresponsive for days. You don't know where he go until you heard from his close friend, Inupi that Kokonoi had been sleeping over at his house.

That means he was not so busy after all. You confronted him about it and as you thought he'll get angry, he remained calm and apologised. He just said that he wanted some time for himself. Of course, that's foreign coming from him as he's always been the type to want to stay close to you.

He still bought you monthly gifts just as he promised he would when you both first got married but they are just not the same anymore. He started giving you tulips when your favorite flower is gerberas. He started giving you white flavored chocolate, and that's weird. You always like the original flavor with nuts in it. Kokonoi just started making unusual mistakes.

Then, one day, he did it. The mistake he can't never undo. You both had Inupi over to your house because Kokonoi wanted to discuss something with him regarding business and when he left for the bathroom, Inupi unlock his phone revealing whom seem like a teenage girl with a peach blonde hair like Inupi and she's holding a bouquet of pink tulips "Sei, who's this?"

He turn to look at you, wondering who you were asking about "...Oh, this is Akane. My older sister. She passed away when she was 16." You nod your head, sadden to hear that.

"I'm sorry for your loss." You look at Inupi then to the ground "But, can't I know if she had any sort of relation with Kokonoi before I met him?" Inupi is confused as to why you'd ask that but he nodded his head.

"Koko used to like my sister."

And he came into the living room. You turn to look at him, almost livid "Is that so..." Both Kokonoi and Inupi look at you, confused.

"What is it?"

"Can't you move on?" Your question caught both of them by surprise, especially Kokonoi "You've been buying me stuff recently but they're never what I like. You got me pink tulips, cute hairbands and books when you should know damn well I like none of those."

"Did you think of her when you got me all of those? Or was it Sei's sister you're trying to give that gifts to?" He tried to explain himself but you kept cutting him, not wanting to hear none of his excuses.

"Please, just listen Akane!" The silence defeaned and the occasional sound of the wind whisper in the background as it soon faded. You look at him, wide eyes "Wow. You are incredible, Hajime. So. Fucking. Incredible." You tried to walk past him but he kept you back, trying his best to talk it out.

Inupi just sat there, dumbfounded. He only back in his trance when he heard a crash and the vase on the table smash to the ground with puddle of water and the pink tulips scatter on the wet carpet.

You stare down at the tulips, scoffing to yourself "This is enough. I'm not nobody's rebound, I have respect for myself... I can't do this, I won't." You push him off and tread to your bedroom, slamming the door shut leaving Kokonoi alone in the living room as Inupi too, got up and left, disappointed by his friend's behavior.

𝐑𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈: constant jealousy and overprotective.

You know what you put yourself into when you started dating the Ran Haitani. Ran can be obsessive with you, overly jealous with whom you befriends with, and got really protective over it. But you'd never imagine even in your wildest dream would he start to oppressed your freedom away from you - objecting your idea to meet anyone other than him, that includes your family members as well.

You put up with it, begrudgingly until today, it's an important date for you to attend and besides, it's been a while since you meet your family members so you went ahead, not bothering to tell him because you know well he will say no, no matter how hard you. You are having a great time with your family, chatting together after a while and leaving Ran texts from time to time but you certainly did not expect him to burst his way inside the venue, all rigid and mad.

How rude of him. He pull your hand and immediately get you out of there "Ran, stop. Ran, stop it!" You smack his back and he halt in his steps. He look back at you, glaring down at you with his jaw clenched.

"Just what the hell are you doing, Y/n? Going out behind my back like this and for what? To flirt and whoring around─" Smack, blood trickles from the corner of his lips when you slapped him across the face.

"You had no respect for my family, and for me, Ran Haitani. You failed us." He tried to put his hands around you shoulder but you pry his hands away "Don't. I put up with your ridiculous acts for years. I obeyed like a goddamn dog for you to disrespect me like this? You are fucking insane, Ran..."

"Love, I just don't want you to mixed along with that kind of people─"

"What kind of people, Ran? They're my family. I may have not like most of them but they're my family and the least you should do is respect them as I do. You barged in, acting like you're the main event, embarrassing me, and disrespected them. You may think you're above others but you're not. My family, we may not be as rich and lavish as you - if we're talking about lifestyle, we're alien to each other but I always expect you to be kind, Ran Haitani."

"You can't go around acting like the world revolve around you. I can't, and I'm sorry for that." You look up at him with pitiful eyes "I'm going now, good bye." You turn around and enters the same room he barged into a couple of minutes ago.

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 is open ✦ all rights reserved goes to @mchlgayser on tumblr.

[taijuslegalwife]

Tr boys reaction to tailor!reader literally making a little version of their gang uniform and dressing up their pet to it

(Lmao one day all my ideas are going to be inside your inbox frf)

Kitty Cat 🐈‍⬛ ྀི

Tr men x tailor!reader

Men featured: Baji, Chifuyu, Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya

this request is so cute bye, also the animal I chose is a cat!

warnings: gender-neutral reader (I think??), fluff

Baji:

ʚɞ Baji would be VERY confused when he comes home and sees his cat dressed in a miniature version of his uniform

ʚɞ The minute you tell him though that you made it for the cat, he would love it!

ʚɞ When your not looking he takes pictures of the cats in uniform and sets it as his wallpaper lol

ʚɞ Overall he is very happy that his cat looks like him now.

ʚɞ He would brag to Kazutora and Chifuyu on ‘how his amazing girlfriend made their cat a small version of his Toman uniform’.

ʚɞ He would immediately show the cat dressed up to Chifuyu whenever the blonde comes over to help Baji study.

Mitsuya: 

ʚɞ Mitsuya thinks that the cat is very cute in the uniform

ʚɞ However, he is a little confused on why you wouldn’t ask him to make the uniform for the cat, so he would probably ask you if you thought you needed to for him.

ʚɞ Once you tell him that it was just a little side project his mood lightens up wayyyy more and complements your sewing skills

ʚɞ He spends his time lounging around the house with his cat on his lap while admiring your tailoring and sewing skills.

ʚɞ Since he also is good at sewing he would try to make another outfit for the cat secretly, but he got found out when you snuck up behind him to hug him 🥲

Mikey:

ʚɞ We all know Mikey is childish, so when he comes home and sees the family cat dressed up just like one of his many gang members he doesn't waste any time running up to you asking if you made the uniform yourself.

ʚɞ He absolutely would secretly pretend that the cat in uniform are one of his soldiers; commanding the cat to bow down to him and everything.

ʚɞ He would shower you in cuddles and appreciation for the making of the cat uniform.

Chifuyu:

ʚɞ Chifuyu would 100% shower both you and the dressed cat in constant love.

ʚɞ He would cuddle up with the cat while trying to snuggle up with you at the same time as a special ‘thank you’ for making the cat uniform.

ʚɞ Knowing Chifuyu, he would put on his Toman uniform while dressing the cat and taking matching pictures of him with the cat all dressed up.

Draken:

ʚɞ Draken would be extremely flattered if you made the cat’s uniform matching his uniform

ʚɞ He's not horribly overbearing about caring for the mini uniform, but he will make sure no harm comes to it when the cat isn’t wearing it.

ʚɞ He secretly is playful with the cat when it’s wearing his uniform, calling the cat his new sworn brother jokingly.

ʚɞ Knowing how gentlemanly Draken is, he would commend you for doing such a good job tailoring the uniform while hugging you from behind.

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[izunx]

heyoo! Would you like to make a story about Kakucho x reader afraid of rejection? I'm curious what it will look like!

kisses :3

(sorry for my English :c )

bonten KAKUCHO x reader

jealous reader is afraid of rejection

xx this is a very cute request ty!

no warnings.

you had kakucho have been friends since childhood. ever since you guys have been young, he’s been protective over you.

he’s always been nice to you, caring considering how sensitive you’ve always been. you would’ve assumed that he’s fed up with you now. but he’s not. why?

you were too fear struck to face the reality that he LIKED YOU

kakucho never had eyes for any woman other than you. but you were riddled with stubbornness.

the fear of rejection.

you couldn’t blame yourself though. when you and kakucho were both 15, you went through something ‘traumatic’.

you went through rejection.

“kakuu” you whined while your head was in his lap whilst he was scrambling his arms in the air, wondering how to comfort you.

“it’s not the end of the world, y/n”

“you don’t get it!”

“I do tho.” he grumbled.

“I thought he liked me. he even chose ME to do his homework..”

he struck at disgusted face at that one.

“come on, you can do better than him.”

“NO, I’m never doing that again!”

and you were not joking about that.

your female friends at work ridiculed you for that, they didn’t seem to understand why you didn’t make a move on kakucho when he cared about you so dearly.

“y/n you can literally see his heart eyes for you!” your friend squealed seeing kakucho in his car, picking you up from the work dinner you guys had.

“stop, he’s just a friend” you sighed.

“just a friend MY ASS”

“I swear he’s been in love with you since you guys were like babies” your friends snickered.

“ugh you teases”

you stormed away, approaching kakucho.

“what’s up with you?”

you pouted.

“why are you moody for,”

“they’re asking about us again”

“is it bothering you?” kakucho in reality liked it when both your friends suspected you two, but he wouldn’t let you know that. likewise, you only pretended to be annoyed.

“never said that,”

“did you have fun with them?”

“yeah but I’m drained!”

he sped off, you in the passenger seat talking his ear off about your day at work. he didn’t complain tho.

“we can’t stay out for long tho,”

“hm?”

“there’s this girl I gotta help out at her little cafe, made her a promise.”

“girl?”

“yep”

you unintentionally tightened your grip on your seatbelt - you didn’t like hearing about that one. what you failed to see tho, was the reddening on his face as he glanced at your moody face.

but you were afraid to ask. I mean, who were you to ask about any girl he hangs out with?

you did like him. you couldn’t deny that one, but could you say the same for him, did he like YOU?

“do you have to do it?” you meekly whispered.

kakucho raised his eyebrows at the one, he didn’t think you’d really want him to stay. considering the mood you’re in.

“thought you weren’t ina good mood?”

“I feel better now though”

“sorry y/n, but I really did promise her”

but he did want to stay with you.

you didn’t respond to this, rather you turned your head to look at the cars rushing past you two and you stayed silent the rest of the ride. sulking.

he sighed as you got out, “it won’t happen again so don’t be too mad at me.”

but it did.

it happened again.

with that same cafe girl.

“what do you mean she broke her arm and now she needs help working around the cafe?”

“y/n I still owe her a favour ..”

“we haven’t hung out in ages though.”

he moved the hair out your face and just smiled.

“I promise, after this one we’ll go out”

again, you just didn’t reply. ‘he’s falling for her’ you assumed.

“you could clearly see the blush on his face talking about her” you grumbled into your pillow.

turning on your phone, you just looked at the multiple pictures you took of kakucho as kids.

you really did want to ask him out. but what if he rejected you and then that would mean you guys won’t ever be back to being bestfriends, was it worth the risk?

you phoned kakucho, and he answered immediately.

“you done? can’t you come over now?” you asked first thing.

“I got a work call pretty, I can’t right now” you were too oblivious to hear his disappointed tone.

“mhm, yeah that’s fine.”

you hung up.

‘pretty’. you loved when he called you that, it was the same name he’s been calling you since you were young.

you simply just stayed depressed the whole weekend. well that was initially what happened, but you were disrupted.

bonten had kakucho working like a dog, considering he was an executive. he was gone up until the moment you called him to now.

he appeared in front of your door shamelessly wearing a white shirt covered in blood, his suit jacket unable to cover it properly.

“hey pretty,”

you were persistent however, refused to talk to him and instead attempted to slam the door. he knew better though, stopping it with his foot.

“you know you can’t be moody forever”

he forced himself in,

“my shower ain’t working, I’m using yours.”

but you stayed silent.

his eyes was observing your every move. your awkward stance in the hallway, your averting eyes, and nervous leg shake.

“I’m not liking this silent treatment anymore, y/n”

still no answer.

he furrowed his brows, “hey, come on, talk to me”

“the girl.”

“girl?”

“yeah.”

kakucho didn’t have to ask further to know what you were talking about. he covered his face with his forearm, attempting to hide that stupid boyish grin.

“ahh come on now, don’t tell me you think I like her, pretty?”

“don’t call me that.”

he raised his eyebrows at that one.

“I didn’t mean to make you upset, were you jealous?” he took steps forward towards you.

“jealous? I don’t even like you.”

that would’ve made anyone laugh.

“really?”

“yeah”

you weren’t taking a risk, he probably liked that other girl more is all you could think.

“yeah but I like you”

guess you didn’t have to take the risk but —

“no you don’t”

he was playing with you. it was plaguing your mind.

“y/n. don’t do that”

“do what?”

“I know what I feel for you, are you just tryna say you don’t like me?”

was he testing you? you don’t want a replay of when that boy humiliated you. 7th grade or not. you still had the video he had recorded of your watering eyes and flustered face.

“I’m not like him y/n, you think I’d hurt you?”

your eyes again just watered, you covered your face.

but this time, he gently moved your arm away and held onto it.

“been wanting to be with you ever since then”

“I trust you, kaku”

“I’d trust you with my life, if that means anything to you”

he didn’t have to say a word more before you moved quick to steal his lips. he didn’t hold back either.

“knew you were jealous,” he mumbled smirking against your lips.

“shut up.”

hands tangled in his hair, you stared up at him worried.

“no more talking about that girl”

“if it means I can have this everyday,” he rested his forehead on yours.

“maybe admitting I like you wasn’t that bad of a thought”

“you think? told you could do better than that wimp.”

STOP THIS IS KINDA CRINGE BUT HOPE U GUYS ENJOYED LMFAOO

[dzvelinaskebiyars]

Too busy.

You were having exams soon, so this entire week you have been studying. You always were the good student with Straight A's/10's/5's. You couldn't afford to fail this exam and lower your grade. That's why you couldn't spend time with Mikey anymore.

Everytime he told you to hang out with him, you'd turn him down by saying "Sorry, Manjiro. I have to study." He's not the type of person who studies, rather he always neglects his studies and seriously couldn't understand why you were studying this much, for entire week. But despite that, he tried to be understanding.

Instead he'd hang out with Draken, Takemichi, Kawata twins, Pah-chin and Peh-yan and those who don't give a shit about studying. Even Mitsuya and Baji were studying. But spending time with his friends was so different from spending time with his girlfriend.

That's why he's at your place now. Pouting and sulking like a cat.

"Can you please take a break and cuddle with me?"

"I can't, Manjiro. I'm halfway done, I can't abandon it now."

"When will you be done?"

"I'll take notes from three other paragraphs and that's it."

He groaned, falling on your bed dramatically, as if waiting for you tired him to the point he collapsed. You told him to eat Tayakis meanwhile but, surprisingly, he turned them down.

He'd randomly say things like "guess who's bored? That's right. Me. I'm bored. Give me attention." But you ignored him, brushing him off and focusing on reading the paragraph again. He started sulking again.

Mikey stood up to take a look at what you're reading--biology. He didn't understand whatever was written or drawn in the book. Then he took the chair from the living room and put it beside you, sitting down and staring at you while you were focused on reading.

He couldn't take his eyes off of you because, my god, you looked so attractive when you were so serious and focused on something. He just sat there, unable to look away. Out of curiosity, you glanced at him. Manjiro's cheeks were slight pink, eyes focused on you that got you blushing. "S-Something on my face?" you asked, looking away.

He shook his head. "No." He suddenly snapped out of it before asking for cuddles again. "Cuddle with me."

"No."

"Please cuddle with me."

"No"

"I swear I'll be good."

You finally put your pen down. "Alright, only for ten minutes." His eyes sparkled in joy as he suddenly picked you up. "Hey!" "Finally!!"

He throw you on the bed before crawling on it and resting you head on your chest, wrapping his arms on your waist.

You have ignored it but you really did miss his touch.

[mitsuyafics]

TR boys when you use their first name for the first time.

gender neutral reader

Includes : Mikey, Mitsuya, Inui, and Hanma.

Note : Implied NSFW, a little angsty on Inui’s.

Tell me if you want me to do others !!

Manjiro Sano

Mikey had been your boyfriend for around a year before you decided to try to use his first name. You usually used pet names or just calling him Mikey, but you really wanted to know what he’d think.

“Mikey~” You called out, as your boyfriend stayed on your chest, cuddling deeper into your body.

“Mikey, we have to get up. The gang will be waiting on us soon..”

He continued to ignore you, his eyes closed and a small smile on his face. Light breathing and the sound of birds outside filled the room.

Finally, you gathered enough courage.

“M..Manjiro..” You said quietly, a slight heat rushing to your face. The heat became even greater when his head sprung up at you, his gaze directly on your eyes.

“What did you just say?”

That tone. Was he mad at the random drop of his government name?

“U-Uh.. Manjiro..” You kept your confidence even though it was starting to falter.

“Say it again.” He demanded, his tone and face stone cold.

“Manjiro”

Suddenly a big smile showed on his face, and he started to kiss all over yours.

“Call me that from now on, yeah?” He smiled again, continuing his ministrations.

“Manjiro! That tickles” You giggled, extremely happy at how this turned out.

Mitsuya Takashi

It wasn’t long before you decided to call Mitsuya by his first name. It just kinda slipped out because of how much Hakkai would say it. Besides that, He just has such a pretty first name.

“Luna, Mana, I’m home!”

“Taka-nii!”

“Nii-chan!”

They yelled, running down the stairs.

“You brought Y/n-nee too! Yay!” Luna smiled, as both sisters hugged onto your legs.

“Hi my loves, how was school?”

You and the girls got into random conversations about the day, smiling and laughing.

Mitsuya started dinner, while softly smiling at the sight. He adored the way you got along with his sisters. It only pushed the attraction he already had for you.

After a while of talking with his sisters, you told them you were going to help him with dinner, and left them to play.

“Hi Love” He smiled when you walked towards him.

“Need any help, Takashi?”

Suddenly he froze, the knife he was using to cut vegetables dropped beside him, luckily not hitting anything.

“W-What?”

“Did I say something wrong? Was it too early to call you that..?” Anxiety started to creep into your mind like a wildfire. Everything in you telling you to apologize and say Mitsuya instead.

“N-No!” He turned around, and grabbed your hands. A smile present on his face. “Could you repeat that..?”

“Do you need any help, Mitsuya..?”

He frowned, “That’s not what you said..”

You swallowed the lump in your throat and tried again.

“Takashi..”

Suddenly one of his hands left yours and he hid his face behind it.

His ears shined red and he smiled brightly.

“Yes, I would love your help.. Please call me that more.”

“O-Okay!” You smiled brightly, happy he was okay with it.

“My name has never sounded better than it did when you said it..”

Inui Seishu

Inui had been your best friend since he originally joined Toman. Both him and Koko leaned towards you more than anyone else from the first division.

You had always thought Inui was so pretty, which Kokonoi noticed fairly quickly. He teased you about it often before you two got together.

You didn’t like calling Inui the same name as everyone else, which is where the thought of using his first name came from.

One night, you were hanging out with him in the old bike shop Inui stayed at. Usually Koko would be here too, but he had something going on he said he “had to deal with”.

“Are you hungry? I brought some food from the store..”

“Yeah I am, Thank you Seishu.”

He froze, The bag in his hand dropping to the floor. Suddenly you regretted this decision greatly. Especially when you noticed tears underlining his eyes.

“Inui! I’m sorry!” You rushed over to him, wiping his tears, a worried expression on your face.

He just stared at you, before pulling you into his arms and sobbing into your shoulder.

“I’m so sorry Inui.. I didn’t mean to hurt you..”

“No..” He cleared his throat, “Please call me that again..”

“Are you sure?? Uh.. I’m sorry, Seishu.”

His sobs got harder for a bit longer, as you held him tightly.

“Do you know.. how long I’ve waited to hear that name..?”

“What are you talking about..?”

“I’ve waited so long.. for someone to see me as just me.. Seishu..”

He sniffled again into your shoulder, before leaning back and holding your face with so much care, as if you could break at any second.

“I’ve always seen you as you, Seishu”

His eyes teared up again, and he smiled, before bringing you into a kiss beyond anything you’ve felt before. He put his all into that kiss.

That night he showed you exactly how much you meant to him. How much he loved you.

Hanma Shuji

Hanma and you started as a fling that just stayed to each other. There wasn’t any stated commitment, yet neither of you went to anyone else.

You thought about saying his name so many times, but never got the courage to. Until you were at a party with the Toman members.

The bar was filled with people, most tipsy and on the dance floor while Rindou Haitani played music for the whole crowd.

Hanma has never entertained anyone else, so you never felt the need to get possessive or jealous ever. Until this party.

“You’re Hanma right?” The girl slurred, “Wow. You really are as handsome as people say, Reaper.”

“Thanks.” He replied, before going back to his conversation with Kazutora.

“Are you here alone? I could show you a good time tonight, if you’d like~” She flirted, slowly getting closer to him before you walked up.

Placing yourself on Hanma’s lap, You smiled and kissed his cheek.

“Hi Shuji~ I missed you. Oh? Who is this?” You asked nicely, while smirking at the girl.

“Just some random girl. Says she can give me a good time. You believe that, doll?” He smirked.

“Oh! By all means try, But remember who he’s coming back to after, okay?” I smiled her way, as she scoffed and walked off.

He places a few sloppy kisses along your neck before smiling up at you.

“Was that jealousy, Doll? That side of you was.. extremely hot..”

“What can I say, You’ve been mine for a while.” You smiled, placing a slow kiss on his lips.

“Ugh. Get a fucking room.” Kazutora scoffed.

Suddenly you were picked up as Hanma stood, “Oh don’t worry, we will” He smirked as he walked away from Kazutora.

“Oh and doll?”

“Yes?”

“Be sure to call me Shuji for the rest of the night~”

[itjazzbicch]

Let Me Love You

Pairing:  Manjiro Sano (Bonten Mikey) x Fem Reader 

(Every time I see Bonten Mikey, I'm just like damn this man needs some love lol so here we are! Hope you all enjoy!)

Warnings: MANGA SPOILERS! If you haven't read the manga and don't want spoilers, heres your warning now!

Smut! (18+ Only!)(Mentions of alcohol, unprotected sex, gets a little rough, creampie)

Summary: Following her skills in life much like the rest of her friends, the reader who loves music, becomes a professional singer and artist, not having much time to come home, but when she does come home, preparing for Pah's wedding the following day, she has an unexpected guest...

Word Count: 2.1k 

Life never goes as expected and knowing that I made the best out of it! I decided to follow my heart, do what I was good at, and ended up becoming an international singer and artist!

Never in a million years did I expect my life to turn out so good like this, although, traveling all around the world made it difficult to stay close to my best friends, I always stayed in touch, gave them tickets to shows when I could, and always made sure to see everyone when I was home.

I also had to make some things work, clearing out a week of my schedule to come home for Pah's wedding and stay for a bit, I needed the break. It was a great feeling being in my hometown, in the home where my heart was.

There was no escaping a little work, sitting at the computer in my office, sending out emails, and organizing things with the help of my assistant. I felt a bit guilty because this was supposed to be a break for him too, but everything was put to the side whenever he brought me water like I asked, sitting it down next to my mouse on the desk, nervous as he said:

"Also, Ms. Y/N, uh- there's someone at the door? He said that he was an old friend?"

Must've been one of the guys, thinking so, I took a quick sip, rushing, "Bring him in for me, would you?"

"Of course," He was so kind and obedient, heading out to grab my guest while I hurried to finish my last email, freezing in my seat when I heard, "Here he is. I'll be on my way now, so you can have time to yourself."

I was so shocked that I was shaking. It had been twelve years since I'd seen him with my own two eyes.

Mikey.

Draken and Mitsuya had mentioned to me before that he was still participating in gang-related activities, which wasn't a surprise. I didn't know extensive details of what Mikey had been up to and part of me didn't want to know.

"T-Thank you, dear. Get home safe," I swallowed down as my assistant left, standing up slowly, whispering while connecting gazes with him, "M-Mikey?"

"Long time no see, Y/N," It looked like Mikey surely needed a good night's sleep, but he put on the tiniest smile for me.

I thought I was seeing a ghost. Mikey and I were inseparable once upon a time, some could agree that I was closer to him than Draken used to be. Emotions from so long ago started rising, taking slow steps, needing to know that this was all real, hugging him and tightly.

No one has seen Mikey at all these past twelve years, and he came to see me? Why me? I had a lot of questions, but at the same time, I felt so relieved, hopeful that maybe this was the beginning of him coming back home and staying home. Letting things be like how they used to be.

The entire old gang was still together, he was the only missing piece.

It wasn't very much, but he did hug me back, patting my back softly, eyes glistening at me when I picked up my head, eyes full of tears:

"I'm sorry that I'm crying, I just-; I can't believe this!"

Those tears were happy ones mostly, beginning to smile at his little smirk:

"I know it's been a long time, and this was so sudden, but I wanted to see you."

"It's fine!" I assured, cleaning myself up, getting the door, and leading him out to the room where I entertained guests, guiding him to a chair, then to the bar, "You want a drink? I have just about anything you can think of."

"I'm sure you know what I like," He murmured while sitting back, eyes exploring his surroundings, "Nice house you have."

"Why thank you," I was getting myself some wine, a glass of authentic whiskey that I got from Europe on the rocks for him, "Music has brought me a long way."

"I've seen," In the corner of my eye, I could see him smiling at me. Mikey was the one person who could do the tiniest thing and I'd get flustered by it, even after twelve years that hasn't changed.

Distracting myself, I started singing to myself softly, finishing up the drinks and putting things away, and before I could turn back to him, I felt his arms wrapping around my waist, keeping me in a light embrace, whispering in my ear:

"I haven't heard your voice in person for so long. It's just as beautiful as I remember."

"It makes me happy that you think so," I smiled nervously, cheeks filling with heat, but paying close attention when he went on:

"I had been wondering about your songs lately, how many love songs you've made. Do you have some special in your life?"

I had no clue why he asked or how to answer because I didn't, thinking off the top of my head, "No, uh-, people are just suckers for love songs, you know? And a lot of my fanbase is young girls so-"

"Your nervous laughs and stuttering make me think otherwise," Mikey knew when I was lying, if I wasn't already horrible at it, he just knew, "But one particular song, I remember one of your lines, where you said they'll never know how good it feels to have your affection, never get to experience your love."

Despite all this time apart, he still paid attention to what I was doing, my music, and could still read me like a book, laying his head on my shoulder, mentioning:

"You haven't changed a bit, Y/N."

"It's not too late to get to know, Mikey," I whispered ghostly, holding his arms tight, feeling how he squeezed me tighter too, trying to get over all the emotions that were holding me back, letting Mikey know that he was the one who I wrote all my songs about, "It sure as hell looks like you need it too."

"Look at me," Guiding me around to face him, I was just trying to read him, remembering how he was holding me, then the darkness in his eyes.

All of that showed me exactly why he was here and now, I was more relieved that he was here. Before he could say more, I moved a strand of hair away from his face, holding his cheek:

"It's never too late and you're right, those songs are about someone special. It's you and I'm not afraid anymore to tell you that I love you. Despite everything, I love you, Mikey."

How the look in his eyes changed, you'd think no one had ever told them that they loved him before. He kept his composure, but I could see it in his eyes, then this snap.

I see that his speed never changed, reeling me in so quickly, his lips smacked into mine, so hungry and in need. It almost felt like he needed to be saved, just needed to know that someone loved him, and I was more than willing to be that person.

Kissing back and glancing for just a moment, his liveliness was coming back which made me smile against his lips, whispering:

"You don't have any other plans tonight, do you?"

"No," He huffed out quickly, hands latched to me, and with that green light, I sped up and there was no slowing down.

Not letting my lips leave for more than a second down the hall to my room. He had already shown me with his ways that he had experience, but this was different. Sitting him on my bed before straddling him, laying him back while kissing his neck, and letting his hand wander across my skin as clothes began to disappear.

It had been a long twelve years, filled with worrying about him so much, missing him horribly. I knew that he was no angel, but just him showing up, let alone this? My Mikey was still in there. Just buried deep and I was going to dig him out.

Both of us in just our skin, the hand he had on my hip began to push a little, ready to have me be the one on my back, earning a curious glare when I took his wrist, pinning him softly.

There was a slight tear in my eye staring down at him, but a soft smile on my face, positioning myself and kissing with a whisper:

"Just let me love you, Mikey."

Small gasps were against our lips while I sat on his cock, slow and steady till I had every inch, hands sliding from his wrists to his chest and pressing down, beginning to roll my hips, his hands finding my hips again, digging into its meaty side, hearing under his breath:

"You're so soft, warm-"

"And you feel amazing, Mikey," I moaned down into his ear, head resting on his shoulder, the desire for pleasure growing even stronger, making my hips rock quicker instinctively.

His silence made me wonder briefly, till I noticed how his legs shift, picking up his hips, thrusts matching my speed for a moment before going faster, how the tip of his cock was smacking my sweet spot, making my walls clench tighter, my moans louder, body beginning to squirm and nails sinking into his shoulders.

I saw the little smile on his face, when I picked my head up, flipping some hair away from my face because of the small sweats on my forehead, gasping for air, "M-Mikey-"

"Let me feel it," Holding the back of my head, forehead to forehead, his thrusts started coming even quicker, "Cum for me. I don't care if you make a mess."

"I'm right there, Mikey!" The second my walls pulsated; he kissed me with an animalistic side that I'd never really seen, even with all my moans and whines, kept going and dragging out the extreme high.

It was too good, making us both want more, so gone and lost in another world that I lost track of time. Just looking out the window at times, it was easy to tell that it was dead in the night.

I never knew I had this much in me, but knew I was reaching my limit.

Mikey had us on our sides, kept in a tight hug with one of my legs trapped in it, giving him the room, he needed to drill away inside of me. My head kept falling back with breathless moans, I was sure that I was barely breathing, a swirl in my head, the pleasure had turned me into a cock-drunk mess.

"Think you can give it to me just one last time?" I heard Mikey, but couldn't respond, having to hold my head up to ensure I was paying attention, "Come on love."

"I can," I breathed out hollowly, nearly crying at the tensity in my body from head to toe, squeezing his cock so hard that it ached some, begging him, "Make me cum, Mikey!"

I thought his grip was strong before till he showed me a whole new level, in a grip so tight that my whole body felt as if it had its own heartbeat, all the air I tried taking in stuck in my chest, able to hear the gush and slick against his cock, his voice nearly echoing to me:

"F-Fuck, Y/N. S-So damn tight. It's so good."

His hold on me loosened up and relaxing my leg on the side of his hip, nearly limp against his body, but still feeling everything, how his thrusts began to slow, hugging him and whispering with my head against his neck:

"C-Cum in me. I want to know how good it feels."

"Tell me then," He whispered back, pinning his hips against mine, moaning against the skin of his neck, feeling even hotter than I already did when his seed flooded my walls, so warm and deep, gasping but letting him know:

"It's the best feeling I've ever felt, Mikey."

"The best, hm?" He hummed, fixing my head so we could look into each other's eyes.

The longer I looked, even with tired eyes, I could tell something was different than when he first came, and that change was for the better. All I could do was smile, getting a real one in return, something I feared that I'd never see again.

I never felt so happy, knowing he wasn't leaving by how he laid back, keeping me to his chest and helping me with the blanket. All those hours together surely wore me out, yawning from the exhaustion, cooing before drifting off:

"The best feeling ever." 

[emilsendo]

Sub! Bottom Mikey x Dom! Bottom Draken x Top!Male reader

Warnings: Punishment, humiliation, stimulation, riding, toys(like cockring and handcuffs), etc.

Type: Smut

Request: ✅️

Author Note: Hiya! I finally manage to finish that oneshot and I started to write part two in preferences with Tall S/O 👀💪🏼✨️ Thank you SO MUCH for support on that app and for that all sweet comments ❤️ (As always, sorry for any errors in my English)

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Mikey and Draken would always argue about anything, and then later that day or even after a few hours of arguing, they would forget WHAT exactly they had argued about.

But what if the "thing" they are arguing about.....is you?

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These blondes can be extremely jealous when it comes to you. Mikey often provokes Draken into "petty" fights between them by begin overly clingy to you, or simply not letting him hug you because the short blond takes a lot of space durning your cuddling sessions. For example, sitting on your lap and having his arms wrapped around your neck, leaving Draken unable to hug you. Ken finds this very irritating and has no patience for Mikey and his fucking behavior.

That's why you came up with a plan together how to punish Mikey.

- Ah! Fuck! MH.....- Mikey's sweet moans could be heard throughout the room, his breathing was rapid and there were hickeys and marks all over his body. The boy was sitting on your lap as you held him in place with your strong hands so he wouldn't move too much. Which made Mikey let out pathetic whines every now and then as Draken was edging his dick with his hand, making sure to change the tempo, so he could tease Mikey more. Of course, without letting him cum, until you both will be satisfy with Mikey's desperate cries for release.

- Ken-Chin, M/N-Chin! Come on....aH! I.....I want to c-cum. Pleaseeee! - Mikey begs in begging and desperate tone as he tries to move his hips upwards to get more friction on his dick, but he got only tight squeeze from Draken around the tip of his dick in return.

- How desperate he looks now, right, M/N? - Draken said, his tone filled with sarcasm and coldness. Which made the shorter blond whimpers. You looked at the boy with a dragon tattoo on his temple, nodding at his words.

- You're right, darling. I think he need to cum so bad.- You teased the boy in your lap the same way as Draken. You both clearly enjoyed the way Mikey begs you two to let him cum or just simply fuck him.

- Come on! No more teasing! Pleasepleasepleaseplease!- Manjiro begs one more time. But Ken just simply smirks at him and then he continue stroking his dick without mercy. While you were playing and touching Mikey's chest, pinching and squeezing his cute little nipples. The blond haired boy moans got more louder and desperate. Almost making you and Draken feel quilty for the poor boy in your lap.

- I have a nice plan, M/N.- Ken suddenly said. He leans closer to your ear and starts whispering his idea to you. You could only smirk at his words, you really liked what Draken was saying and of course, you've agreed to this nice plan.

You and Draken changed your positions, making Mikey lay down on the bed with handcuffed hands, without moving. He was confused and slightly annoyed by this fact. He wanted to touch you!

Meanwhile, you were sitting on the edge of the bed, making Mikey see your handsome left/right face profile. Draken was standing in front of you, tying up his blond hair into ponytail. Then he sat up on your lap, kissing your lips passionately while moaning a bit when he felt your tongue enter his mouth. Your hand made its way towards Ken's ass, teasing his entrance by rubbing small circles around it. Draken stops kissing you and glares at you intensely after you did that. The glare sent you a shiver down your spine, you already know what that's mean, so you quickly stopped teasing him and put your finger inside. What made Ken grunt a bit, then you put another one, you process to make scissoring movements, loosing up Ken's hole. The tall blond haired boy this time made a soft moan, that was repeating itself with each thrust of your fingers.

Mikey was looking very pathetic right now, his dick was all red because of the cockring and he wants to cum so bad! That's not fair that he need to wait for his turn, who knows maybe he will not have his chance?

Those thoughts made him sobs a bit from humiliation and desperation, he wanted to feel your dick inside him. And he only got the perfect view of Draken riding you. It was good to watch. But it would felt better to touch and kiss both of you!

Ken Ryūguji was currently riding hard your cock, squeezing your firm shoulders and biting your neck. While your hands were holding his waist and hips, you didn't even had to help him move. Draken always has a lot of stamina durning sex, so it is rare for you to help him. He loves riding you or just feeling in control(most of the time, he is power bottom, so it is normal.)

He was bouncing up and down very roughly, almost bruising your hips. His moans and your grunts, AND Mikey's pathetic sobs in the background filled the whole room. He tried to beg for his turn too, but you both ignored him and continue making a show in front of Mikey.

- Fuck...... I love feeling your hard cock in me! He cries out with sly smirk, as he moans hard on purpose to tease Mikey and make him feel jealous. You slapped Draken's ass to make the same effect on Mikey.

When you both came with loud grunt, you kissed each other softly and then looked at Mikey. Who was crying pitifully from wanting to cum so bad, and from all the emotions he was feeling. Draken and you felt quilty for him, so you walked to Mikey and removed the handcuffs and then the cockring. Which made the short blonde boy cries out and cum hardy on himself and the sheets, his whole body tremble and shook from pleasure and euphoria.

You wrapped your arms around Mikey and Draken kiss his forehead gently to calm him down, and comfort the poor boy.

- Don't worry, Mikey..... We will now make it up to you, right, Draken?- You said with gentle voice as you rubs Mikey's back and head softly. The boy in your arms gasp a bit when he heard your words, his cheeks flush pink at the image in his head.

- You can take one more, right?- Draken said with a smirk as he place his hand back on Mikey's dick, while your fingers made their way to his hole.

[kisakis-boyfriend]

idk if you know that burrito blanket meme but perhaps a request for cold weather and toasty blankets?? wrapping up mikey in a blanket like a burrito and fucking him that way so he cant get away or move his limbs??

Author's Note: I think I know exactly what you're talking about, anon. Or maybe it's a similar meme lol. The one I saw goes like: "Sad sushi -> roll sushi in blanket -> place sushi roll on couch -> dick that sushi nice and hard! -> happy lil sushi roll!"

Pairings: Mikey x male reader

Warnings: Male!reader, dom/top!reader, sub/bottom!Mikey, bondage technically LOL, creampie, whiny/childish Mikey

“Y/n it's sooo cooold!!” Mikey groaned for what seemed like the millionth time today. He did this every single time you had to stop cuddling. Bathroom break? Mikey complains. Go grab a snack/drink? Mikey whines. Fetch another blanket since it's “freezing”? Mikey holds onto your arm so that you can't walk away

“C'mon, cuddle with me!”

You pinched the bridge of your nose before turning around to face him again. “Mikey I need to pee. It only takes me like, two minutes. Not even.”

“What if I freeze to death before you get back!” Ok now he is really being dramatic...

“You're not gonna freeze, Mikey. I'll be right back.” As you shut the door to the bathroom you could hear the exaggerated moans and groans of your partner. Whining into the couch cushion like a child. If he was really so cold, then you'll find a way to keep him nice and toasty

As soon as you finish up in the bathroom, you dash over to the closet and pull out another blanket, bringing it back to the living room in a huff. Mikey looks up at you with outstretched arms, silently begging for more cuddles. Instead you make him stand up so that you can wrap the blanket around him — effectively turning your boyfriend into a warm burrito

“Heeeyy!! Y/n, how am I supposed to cuddle with you now?” He whined, tears pricking the corners of his eyes. Your response was pushing his fluffy self back onto the couch, pulling his pants and underwear down in one swift motion

“Y-y/n—?!” Mikey gulped, getting pulled by his thighs so that his legs now rested on either side of your waist

A glare silenced the boy rather quickly. Shrinking down in his little cocoon while you explained, “If you wanna be whiny I'm going to fuck you until you're too stupid to speak, understand?” You said with no real malice, simply a warning for Mikey not to push your buttons too much

Mikey whimpered but nodded nonetheless. Watching as you spit on your cock and stroked yourself a little. He knew exactly what was coming next— a familiar pang of pain hit his nerves when you pressed the tip of your dick inside of him. Pushing past the rim a little at a time

Another glob of spit fell onto his entrance and your tip, acting as shoddy lube. The burning stretch caused Mikey to wince, scrunching his face up as you filled him halfway. You shushed him, gently caressing his tensed thighs and petting his hair as you allowed him to adjust some more

Shallow thrusts helped him get used to your size, eventually leading into full on slamming into Mikey's hole like he was nothing more than a fleshlight. Deep and hard. Using his current burrito state as a means to dick him down as hard as you could; surely bruising his poor thighs

“Fffuck– Gonna cum, Mikey—!! ” You groaned, an iron grip around his little legs. ���Gonna fill you with somethin' nice and warm, babe~ ” Gazing down at your baby boy's fucked out expression is what tipped you over the edge — cumming with a choked moan

When you eventually pulled out, some of your cum dribbled out and down Mikey's ass, eliciting adorable sounds from him. Maybe while he's stuck like this you'll fill him a little more? Keep him warm and cozy with your cum bloating his tummy

[airbendertendou]

May I please get a scenario or hc (whatever is easier for you!) of Rindo’s s/o dying their hair to match his hair color? Like they do it while he’s at work and he has no idea until he comes home. Thank you! I hope you have a good day/night!

synopsis : reader changes their hair to match their boyfie <3 characters included : mikey, ran, draken, koko & bonten!rindou

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— MANJIRO! ♥︎ you copy his classic, half-up hairstyle ♥︎ doesn't even notice you've changed your hair ♥︎ draken says something snarky abt it like "oh, you're matching, cute." ♥︎ nd mikey goes ??? w his cheeks puffed out from a taiyaki ♥︎ but when he turns to see you ♥︎ it's like the sun shines down onto you carefully ; like angels are singing ; like he's falling in love all over again ♥︎ his head flops onto your shoulder, arms shakily bringing you closer to his hold ♥︎ mumbles something about turning you into a sano /:

— DRAKEN! ♥︎ you go for jus a simple braid, a little piece of hair tugged out ♥︎ he snorts when he sees you, rolling his eyes nd everything ♥︎ but his ears are so so red ♥︎ and hes thought abt how to tell you how pretty you look ; how you need a dragon tattoo now, too ♥︎ shoves you under his arm when you tease him abt his blush, digging his chin into the top of your head annoyingly ♥︎ tugs on that little strand a lot!! jus to get your attention, he swears ♥︎ but has this sort of pride in his eyes when you show your hair off at the toman meeting

— RAN! ♥︎ your hair is styled into two braided pigtails ♥︎ oh hes so smug ♥︎ but also keeps an eye narrowed and focused on anyone mking inappropriate comments ♥︎ we live in a society where pigtails are sexualized ♥︎ twirls your braids the way he twirls his!! ♥︎ will also purposely mess his hair up so you have to fix it for him ): ♥︎ grins at any and all matching hair accessories he see ♥︎ talk him out of getting the giant, obvious bows please

— KOKONOI! ♥︎ can b his bonten hair or his current one! ♥︎ either way, you twist or braid a few pieces of hair to mimic his style ♥︎ hates it at first ♥︎ bc how dare you make his signature style look better than he does ):< ♥︎ ends up liking it bc now he has easy access to kiss your ear nd neck ♥︎ he goes through all the other styles you'd look nice in ; all the colors you could pull off ♥︎ something about your hair matching his... ♥︎ makes you feel more official, somehow

— RINDOU! ♥︎ bonten era ; you get the jellyfish cut! or maybe copy his colors- ♥︎ he knew abt your hair appointment but didnt think it was anything out of the ordinary ♥︎ little did he know.... ♥︎ he just stares ♥︎ like wide-eyed, heartstopping, can barely breathe stares ♥︎ stands to his full height and cups your chin, turning your head gently to get a full view ♥︎ grins w pink cheeks ): kisses the tip of your nose and just continues to stare ♥︎ "all mine......" its whispered before he takes your breath in a kiss ♥︎ He's Obsessed.

——♥︎—— im so sorry for the lack of content lately ); hope this was okay / the format was alright. if youd like to b tagged / untagged in any tokyo revengers content, let me know! ♥︎

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Hi!! Congrats on 1.5k! May I please request 10 troupe with Shinichiro from Tokyo Revengers x fem!reader? Thanks in advance and I hope you have a good day! 💜

1.5k Follower Event Trope 10: Tokyo Revengers

Trope 10: Marriage of Convenience

This event is CLOSED. You can check out the masterlist here.

Pairing: Bonten!Mikey x Fem!Reader

Warning: mentions of killing, bad childhood, stalking, injury, blah

Genre: idek, kinda fluff?

Post-Type: Oneshot (so much for drabbles smh)

Word Count: ...1.1k (oops)

Note: Hey! Thank you so much. So for my tropes, you're only supposed to send in a trope number and fandom name, then I pick which character from that fandom I think it matches with the most! I've also already written one of these for Shinichiro hence why I've written this for Mikey. I hope you still enjoy it though, I love this trope! Also side note: I’ve read like 2 seconds of Bonten Mikey but I felt it fit this trope more SO if this makes no sense, you know why :)

Marriage was the last thing on Mikey’s mind, until your father approached him with a contract that included you and part of the city he owned, in return for protection from Bonten and the chance to make Bonten grow even more powerful. Naturally Mikey agreed, taking little interest in you as a factor, but desiring to see his gang flourish even farther.

As the daughter of a gang leader, your role since birth had been to be used as a means to help your father, ensuring he was always well off. There was not a day when your father thought about you or your own feelings. 

You were handed over to Mikey straight away, allowed to pack up the few clothes that you had, along with any other personal items. Meeting with him briefly to sign a few marriage documents, signing away your life, and ultimately leaving one prison and entering a new one–or so you thought.

For the most part Mikey left you alone to do as you please, only giving you a few rules to keep you safe and away from the darker areas of their base where you were staying. But you were given your own room that was nicely decorated, new clothes that fit you perfectly, and the freedom to do as you please within their building. It was more freedom than you’d ever had in your life.

Even though you were trapped in what you thought was a loveless marriage, at least everyone treated you respectfully. Though, Mikey found himself opening up to you in ways he’d never opened up before after all the trauma that he befell in the past. He admired how you carried yourself, standing tall and proud despite being thrown in an unfamiliar place by force, the least he wanted to do was make you comfortable…but why?

He found himself inviting you to the dining room for meals with him, quite enjoying your company even if you ate in silence. Flowers and other gifts were left by your bedroom door, shocking you. Why was he doing this for you, wasn’t this just a marriage of convenience? There was no need for heartfelt gifts and attention like he was giving you.

But Mikey couldn’t help himself, he felt lighter around you as if he could finally breathe again and it was such a relief–a good change from the usual heaviness that clouded over him. He realized you were slowly becoming someone he wanted to keep happy and safe; he wanted to protect you from the cruel world that existed outside those walls, the cruel world he was also a part of. 

Mikey kept his feelings to himself, aside from the random gifts he’d leave you and quality time he’d spend with you every now and then. That was until one day you were granted access to wander outside in the city, saying you needed fresh air. Enemy gangs were always keeping a close watch on Bonten headquarters, just looking for any weakness that could cause the huge corporation to plunder, and finally they had one–you. 

Word that Mikey had taken a wife spread quickly in the underground world, a potential weakness of the big boss man behind Bonten, everyone was waiting to get their hands on you to bring Mikey crashing down–and that’s exactly what happened.

A few blocks later as you walked peacefully through the cool streets, loving how calming the area was at night and enjoying your new found freedom, that all came crashing down as you felt the presence of someone following you. 

At first you thought nothing of it, but every turn you made, they made and when you turned around to glance behind you, they’d stop walking and pretend to be busy with something. You quickened your pace, your heart beating out of your chest at the prospect that you were in danger and needed to get back home quickly. The man noticed this and also fastened his pace, getting closer and closer to you.

You begin running, but you’re not fast enough as a hand wraps around your wrist, pulling you down to the floor.

“Gotcha,” the man grins. “Let’s see how riled up your husband gets when we send your head back to him.”

Fear fully floods you as the man takes out a knife and approaches you with it. He only manages to scrape your cheek though before adrenaline kicks in and you push him back with the strength you didn’t know you had, jumping back to your feet and running full speed back to your home–back to Mikey.

Upon returning back to your home and bursting through the door with blood running down your face, mixed with tears, you ignore the questions of Mikey’s men who were keeping watch by the front door and run to your room.

Urgently, the men report to Mikey who jumps up from his seat and runs to your room, bursting your door open, not caring if you were decent or not.

“What happened?” He demands, closing the distance between you as he approaches your bed where you’re sobbing into your pillow.

When you don’t speak, he sighs and gently takes your hand, pulling you into him. “Let me see,” he softly says, guiding your chin up so he can get a better look at your face, gritting at the cut that had been so close to hitting your eye. 

His fingers wipe your tears away and slowly graze over the cut–he was upset. “Who did this?” He hisses. Who would dare place their hands on his wife?

You felt surprisingly relaxed and safe in his arms as he held you close, never once breaking eye contact with him, you had no choice but to fill him in on what happened during your walk.

“I just went out to get some fresh air and take a quick walk, but I noticed someone following me. I tried getting back here before he could catch up to me, but he was too fast. He said,” you gulp, fear once again filling your body as you remember the man's words. “He said he was going to send you my head back.”

Mikey was seething now. Not only had someone harmed you, but they’d also threatened to kill you? 

“Sanzu!” He screams, calling his most trustworthy man to enter your room, to which the pink-haired man appears immediately. “Have a few men patrol the area, I want any suspicious men taken in, I don’t care if you bring in everyone, I want him found, whoever it was that did this to my wife,” he grits, holding you tightly to him. 

Though anger was bubbling up inside him, he couldn’t help but feel slight relief that you were still alive and safe in his arms. He couldn’t lose you too…

That man would be tracked down and made an example out of. No one would dare try to harm his wife again. This marriage was now real to him and Mikey would do anything to protect it–to protect you.

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Posted: 10/23/2023