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dr4kenlvr · 3 years ago

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matching lvrs !! ♡

pairing: ran haitani x gn!reader

genre/wc: fluff (0.3k)

request: Helllooo Nana! I see your request is open!🥺 Can I please request a timestamp for Ran Haitani where he accompany you to get ear piercings/matching couple tattoo? If you're not comfortable to write this, feel free to ignore it! Anyways, always stay hydrated and I hope you have a nice day ahead✨ anddd Happy New Year🎈

a/n: hi!! i only did matching tats, hope that’s alright! enjoy my love <3

[17:36] "appointment for mr. haitani?" the receptionist at the front of the desk asks, fingers dancing across her keyboard as she scans the catalouge of appointments. ran nods, and she extends an arm out to her left. "that way, please."

she takes a glance at your expression and smiles, "nervous?"

ran laughs at the look on your face. he’s been dying to get to this point in your relationship; where the two of you can get matching tattoos.

“i’ll be alright,” you mutter with a small smile, looking up at ran as if asking for confirmation. he squeezes your hand together and sends a wink your way.

“of course, darling.”

the clock ticks slowly as you endure the pain on your finger. it had been a debated decision: you and ran were getting one another’s initials engraved onto your ring fingers.

“doesn’t that seem.. i don’t know ran, a bit much?” you asked, staring down at the paper that had various ideas sketched out.

ran shook his head. “nuh-uh,” he pointed to his idea, circled around with a bright pen. “this is the one, consider it a promise ring? but instead of the ring— it’s more personal. and permanent hm love?”

so here you two are, sitting with right hands interlocked as the tattoo artists do their job.

the quiet buzzing of the needle does well in both soothing and shaking your mind. nevertheless, you’re excited; lips pursing in anticipation like never before and ran is more than pleased at your state.

“all done! what d’you think?” the woman asks, as the man who is attending to ran, finishes up.

you raise your hand, bend your pointer and middle finger, and grin widely. the little articulate “R.H” imbedded in your skin is prominent and promising. it’s small, but that doesn’t influence the rush of pride that flows through your body as you continue to admire the letters.

next to you, ran is smiling like a love stricken fool. his lavender eyes fixat solely on the person who he loves, you. and while you gaze so enchantedly at your newest embodiment of your’s and his love, ran feels that same rush of pride.

“now, everyone will know that we belong together.”

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noohpais · 3 years ago

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[3:42pm] — sano “mikey” manjirou

you shifted uncomfortably in your seat, as you listened to your boyfriend ramble off about some uninteresting topic to draken. it’s been at least fifteen minutes now, and the discomfort didn’t subside. reaching an arm across the table to get your mikey's attention, you lightly tapped his arm.

“mikey.” you whispered to boy in front of you who was too immersed in his conversation to hear or notice you.

“mikey!” you whispered a little louder, successfully catching his attention.

“hmm? what’s up (y/n)?” he smiled, “and why are you whispering?”

“shh! just listen to me!” you snapped, causing the boy to raise a brow.

“okay, m’listening? what is it?”

you breathed carefully before leaning in closer, “okay i’m gonna tell you this three times okay? three.”

clicking his tongue, mikey rolled his eyes at you, “can you just hurry up?”

“okay, okay!” your eyes wandered off, looking back behind mikey, “don’t look, do not look, just don’t look.”

“(y/n), can you get to the—”

“there’s some guys sitting behind you that have been staring at you for the past fifteen minutes.”

you see, mikey was a lot of things. he was strong, he was charismatic, he was funny, and if you looked past the fact that he was the leader of a notorious gang, he was actually very nice and a lot smarter than he let himself come off to be. so when he twisted his entire body to look behind him, the words “really?! where??” leaving his mouth as if he wanted the entire world to know, it felt like you had lost all faith in him, and you were so close to getting up from your seat and leaving right then and there.

you sat in silence as you stared at mikey in disbelief.

“are you fucking serious?” your eyes widened in terror as you lowered your head in embarrassment.

“what?” mikey asked, confused as to why you were ducking your head.

draken, who sat next to you, witnessed the whole thing as he pinched the bridge of his nose, “they literally told you not to look three times.”

“you couldn’t wait like two minutes after i told you?”

chuckling, the shorter blonde boy rubbed the back of his nape, “haha, oops! my bad!”

and as if he wanted to embarrass you further, he turned his entire body around again, searching the cafe, “but seriously, who were you talking about??”

you sighed, using every ounce of strength in your body to not get up and smack the boy upside his head.

“oh my god mikey, turn back around.” you wanted the ground to open up from beneath you.

“who was it?” he pressed on, then pointed to the exact two people who’ve been staring at your table this entire time, “was it them??”

“mikey, stop it.” you fought the urge to raise your voice, “they’re looking right at us.”

“it was them, huh?”

leaning back in your seat, you threw your hands over your face. draken let out a low chuckle as he patted your shoulder in sympathy.

“i fucking hate him.”

“you chose to date him, loser.”

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kodzukyan · 3 years ago

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notes: for one of my best boys, who deserves the world and more. timeskip!kazutora because he is seriously the prettiest man i've ever seen...

wc: 0.6k

[10:58 PM] kazutora has changed a lot throughout the years, you think, as you bring your knees into your chest and rest your head on them. you stare at him and observe the him now. his hair is longer, but he never strays too far from his blond highlights. he’s taller, and his voice is deeper too. but now, sometimes he stares at empty walls and thinks too hard when the ghosts of his past weigh heavy on his mind.

but despite crumbling down, he’s still the same kazutora with soft smiles and a kind heart and so much love to give. he gradually builds himself back up, piece after broken piece, until he feels vaguely whole, worthy again to live. he seeks a forgiveness that’s not yours to give, but you think he’s always been worthy anyway.

twenty-six is far too old to be falling in love like this, you think, as your fingers brush a golden strand of hair from his face. too old to stare at him and have such a flustered heart, too old to constantly fight the want to be next to him, too old to be crushing on him like you did when you were fourteen.

he tilts his head as he stares back at you, golden eyes inquisitive and warm, and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. “what are you thinking about?” he asks with a knowing smile.

“you,” you answer truthfully through half-lidded eyes, voice unsteady almost as if you're pleading, "wanna stay?"

he searches your eyes and bites his lips. he wants to, yearns to, but he's scared you'll end up as shattered pieces he cannot amend for. "can i?" he asks softly, meekly.

you merely nod, voice already half giving out on you. "kiss me," you finally breathe out.

"can i?" he asks again, hesitant fingers hovering over your arm, almost as if he’s scared whatever this is will break if he reaches for it.

you only know of the raging ghosts of his past, the lingering burdens he carries on his shoulders, the way he tries to do right in redemption for his mistakes. you know he's more than capable of ruining you, know he's hesitant because you can become another sin he bares to atone for, but you don't care.

"please," you whisper before you loop your arms around his neck and pulls him in for a kiss.

the atmosphere thickens. when one kiss becomes two, three, until you lose count, the overwhelming desire to be closer breaks through the cracks of his hesitance. he gazes at you, eyes longing, desperate, and full of an emotion he's too scared to admit. he gently cradles your jaw and brushes a thumb over your lips.

"god, you're beautiful," he breathes out.

you inhale sharply, the frantic drumming of your erratic heart feeds into the desperate desire to be closer, to feel him. your hand finds its way on his heart, and when you find his eyes burn the same and his heart beats the same as yours, you could only plead for his heart again.

"please."

he stares at you, and your hands find their way into his. you hope he can see your heart has persistently remained his, that his name has been tattooed on it as clear as day. he rests his forehead on your shoulder, and as you hold him close, you hope he knows you’ll never let him fall.

he takes a deep breath, hands grasping yours tightly, and whispers, “okay.”

you squeeze his hand and press a soft kiss to his temple. this time, he unequivocally kisses you and finally lets himself fall.

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stilydinski · 3 years ago

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☆ [0:18 am] - MANJIRO SANO ☆

cw: mention of nudity at one point? idk if that counts as suggestive, it's vague

it was quiet once you stopped the movie and returned to the home page of the streaming platform. turning around you faced your boyfriend mikey whose side you had been curled into the past hour. "soo," you wandered off not really knowing what to say after just having finished watching a scary horror movie- although the clarification shouldn't be necessary because all horror movies are supposed to be scary.

"soo-" he also started. "are you scared?" he looked at you pursing his lips.

you stared back at him for a second as if you had to think about your answer. "yes. are you?" asking him the same question.

he looked away from your eyes for a second running a hand through his- compared to the hair style he wore as a teen- short black hair. "maybe a little," was all he offered, however when suddenly a random movie trailer started playing on the tv and both of you visibly flinched he quickly turned to you, "okay yeah i am too."

you were not moving away from his side because admittedly feeling his presence right next to you gave you at least some comfort. you looked at the closed door of your bedroom, "i don't think i can go to the bathroom right now," you told him thinking about the darkness of the hallway that led there.

"yeah let's just," he looked around the room for a second, "let's just stay here for a while?" he offered obviously fond of the idea himself.

you nodded. "do you wanna listen to some cringe, happy songs to lighten the mood?" you asked already looking through your music gallery. you did not need to see him nod in confirmation in order to proceed putting on bubbly pop songs which really did loosen up some of the tension in the room so you laid back down into his arms again.

after a few minutes and a few more pop songs you turned around to him again, "mikey i really need to go to the bathroom now."

he looked back at you nodding in understandment, "okay, i'll wait here. just scream if you need me." after a short but intense staring contest he gave up and sat up with you, "or i'll just go with you."

you muttered a quiet 'thank you' because you really were grateful for his moral support considering you two were the only people in the apartment at the time. once you opened the door of your bedroom you took one of his hands and stepped outside into the dark hallway because the light switch was not directly next to your room. both of you quietly walked to the bathroom and once you got there mikey tried to not make it obvious how quickly he closed the door. you looked at your boyfriend before telling him to 'turn around'.

he looked at you straight-faced as if saying 'are you serious right now' but you did not move until he sighed and faced the door. "you do know i've literally seen you naked before? more than once," he said unimpressed. it was not like he was going to watch you take care of your business anyway, the extra measure just seemed a bit ridiculous to him considering the stage of your relationship.

you disregarded his comments explaining how this is 'different'. after finishing your business you both returned to your bedroom as soon as possible.

at last you both lay back down on the bed together, making yourselves comfortable in each other's arms. you turned to mikey one last time pressing a loving kiss to his lips. "i feel safe knowing you're here," you said smiling looking into his dark eyes that still held so much love in them.

he returned both the kiss and your smile answering a quiet "me too" before closing the distance between your lips once again and then finally settling down to drift off to a peaceful sleep with you.

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animated-moon · 3 years ago

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[12.07 AM] BAJI KEISUKE

contains : pure fluff , baji being soft , you and baji are childhood friends , you’re free to imagine whether you’re dating baji or if he’s pining for you , proofread by grammarly

a/n : happy birthday baji <33 live long king ☺️ *cue tears*

Baji’s brows furrowed as he, for the fifth time that night, lost count of just how many sheep he’d been counting. Was it 783? 738? He groaned, choosing to restart from zero. The fact that he’d have to confront Mikey about leaving Toman the next day unsettled him, even though it was for a good cause. The cool evening breeze rushed through his open window, cooling the room. Yet, he’d felt even stuffier in his by-no-means small room. He always left that window open, letting his room become a haven for stray cats around the area and well, you. He’d gotten used to waking up to see you curled up on the floor of his room, one of his mangas in hand. Baji sat up, irritation pricking at his skin as he ruffled his hair in frustration. Every single sound was made louder with the silence of the night, and it only succeeded to annoy him more. Maybe he’d go on a walk to clear his head. He could also feed the neighbourhood strays while he was at it. Maybe he’d burn a car-

“Kei! Psst!” An excited whisper made him jump, and he turned to the window. You stood there, a giddy grin on your face as you looked at him. “It isn’t often that you’re wide awake when I find you. What’s up?” You questioned, crawling into his room with ease. Of course, this would happen at least once every week, after all. Your hair was messy, your eyes sparkled in the dim light. Cute. Baji groaned, pulling his knees to his chest.

“I can’t sleep,” he said simply, a frown creeping onto his face as he stared at you. You looked happy, excited and somewhat full of energy. He’d never understand how you survive with less than six hours of sleep.

“Wanna go stargazing? We haven’t been able to spend a lot of time together lately,” you said, an easy smile on your face as he frowned again. He knew that, and he hated it. The week had gone awfully slow without your company.

“Yea, let’s go,” he decided, standing up with a relaxed sigh. No, there weren’t stars visible from where you lived, and no, he didn’t care. He liked the neighbourhood at this hour of the night. It was peaceful, completely different from the delinquent-filled streets during the day. Baji wouldn’t dare to say that he didn’t like fighting to some extent, but it wasn’t as if he liked it that people would bully the weak and young for their lunch money either. He heaved himself up and over the window ledge, landing steadily on the concrete corridors. He waited for you to do the same, a hand waiting to catch you if you fell. It wasn’t likely, but it wasn’t impossible either. When you planted your feet onto the concrete, he tucked his hand into his pocket, looking at you expectantly. He swore that your cheeks lit up just a little before you turned away, starting to head for the rooftop. He smirked to himself, following behind you as you both ascended the stairs.

This specific night was chilly, and Baji let the wind brush his hair, messing it up just a little bit. He snuck a glance at you, seeing a small smile on your face as you rubbed your arms a little. “Are you cold?” He asked, tone slightly awkward as he avoided eye contact. It was a stupid question, seeing as he couldn’t do anything about it even if you were.

“It’s… a good type of cold,” you replied, giving him a reassuring pat on his shoulder. “Why? Worried about me?” You thought out loud, and Baji huffed before turning away from you completely. He couldn’t and wouldn’t let you see just how red his face had turned.

“You’re overthinking,” he muttered, sounding like a defeated child as he pushed open the door to the rooftop for you. You walked past him, humming a soft tone as you stepped onto the empty rooftop.

“So,” Baji started, closing the distance between you just a little. “Why the roof? You know there aren’t any stars up here anyways.” He asked, trying to hide his genuine curiosity. It would only make you tease him more, after all. You narrowed your eyes at him and leaned in closer.

“I’ll tell you, only if you told me what you’ve been so worried about.” You said in an accusing tone, and Baji gulped nervously. He knew he could trust you, but he couldn’t risk getting you caught up in this mess.

“I’m… under home arrest,” Baji sighed, trying to make his answer sound as believable as possible. After all, it wasn’t completely a lie.

“What did you do this time?” You asked, and this time, Baji smirked.

“I burnt down some dude’s bike.”

“Don’t look so proud, Kei.”

“Sorry,” he said, a grin still on his face as he fondly recalled that day. Baji noticed you staring at him fondly, and he knew you weren’t angry at him. “So, what are we here for?” It was your turn to grin as you whipped out your phone, shoving it into Baji’s hands. He looked at the bright screen as a video of two people dancing played. You weren’t possibly going to ask him to dance, were you?

“So,” you drawled, and Baji rolled his eyes, groaning.

“No.”

“Please?”

“...No.”

He turned away, the tip of his ears turning bright red as he huffed. Baji Keisuke wasn’t someone who liked dancing, and totally not because he wasn’t good at it, no. It totally wasn’t because he would turn stiff the moment you’re pressed so tightly against him that he could hear you breathe. It wasn’t that.

“Keisuke, please? I’ve never asked anything else from you!” You pleaded, trying your best attempt at giving him puppy eyes. Baji thought back to the tons of favours you’ve asked him for but said nothing.

“Fine.” He deadpanned, and he could almost see you shaking with excitement. “How do we do this? And what are we dancing to, anyway?” You smiled at him, but it almost seemed evil as you clicked the play button on your phone. A lively, vibrant tune filled the air as Baji slapped his forehead. Why does he always indulge you?

Thunder rumbled in the distance, but the sound seemed to fade as you stepped before him, wrapping an arm around his waist as he did the same. He hated how weak he was to your charms, and he tried to stabilize himself when you started moving. The lively rhythm sped up, and he began to enjoy himself as you laughed, twirling around in funny manners. He was lost in your laughter, clumsy hands and legs trying to place themselves. At some point, he’d started laughing too. It was starting to dribble, but he couldn’t care less. Although you’d jab him and step on his foot occasionally, he just continued indulging you, twirling and letting you guide him along as he stumbled over himself. His damp hair clung to his skin as the rain got heavier, almost drowning out the music and your peals of laughter. When the song came to an end, Baji found himself pressed against you, a smile on his face as he panted for air. You grinned, leaning in as you pecked his cheek. If he could, he would stop time then and there. Being with you was like bursts of serotonin to him, and he swore silently to protect you with his life.

“Fun, wasn’t it?” You asked, and Baji nodded in response. It’d been more than fun, if he dared to voice his thoughts. He whipped out his phone, the screen displaying a set of numbers.

12.07 am, November 3.

“Happy birthday, Keisuke.”

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hcneymilkks · 3 years ago

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cw: 18+ MINORS DNI PLS

timeskip!

Sugardaddy! Kokonoi treating you out to a fancy restaurant with wine and a view of the city. He's gifted you with the sold out item you wanted, kissing your hands and saying you deserve the best treatment. Cue the same city skyline you see as you arch your back and grip the sheets as he fucks into you so well. Clothes and bags thrown all over the floor. Fuck it, he'll even fuck you from behind on your knees facing the balcony.

The next morning he's all domestic, kissing your forehead and making you coffee, smugly looking at all the marks he's given. Eyes going up and down and you know he's going for another round.

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dolliedarlin · 3 years ago

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tokyo revengers | mikey.s ⏤ 01:15

mikey meets his future child through takemichi

not proofread ; please excuse the grammar/spelling mistakes

Takemichi couldn’t be happier, after all the grievances and the heartache, he was finally able to go through a timeline that resulted in everyone’s happy ending. He was all the more grateful at the fact that he’s been made to be the godfather of your child who is now four years old. The only problem was that, although it wasn’t intentional, Takemichi ended up travelling back in time when playing around with your adorable toddler and ends up….bringing your toddler with him…

Takemichi didn’t know what to do, he was suddenly back in the past, back in his high school days when he finally was able to give everyone a happy ending. Everyone was on their way to a bright and happy future so he wants to keep everything as normal as possible.

If anything changes, if you and Mikey meet your future son, Kenjiro…Takemichi doesn’t know the implications. He doesn’t want to potentially ruin anything for the future happiness he worked so hard to achieve and will now protect with his life.

While he tries to figure out how to get back to the future, he’s going to have to keep Kenjiro from going outside as much as possible. It seemed like a simple task until the little boy started throwing tantrum after tantrum, day after day about wanting to see his papa and mama.

“I-I can’t Kenjiro-kun, they’re busy right now,” Takemichi exasperates, sweating nervously under his collar - he’s piling up on homework and assignments to be able to take care of the little boy and he’s worrying the gang and Hina with his absence. And now he’s having to deal with endless tantrums begging to see you and Mikey. Takemichi loves his godson but…he doesn’t know if he could take this much longer!

“B-bu” the little boy huffs, unable to pronounce his ‘T’s “wanna see papa! wanna see mama!” before the little boy, who was a splitting image of Mikey’s younger self but with your eyes and nose, could cry even further, Takemichi finally came up with a compromise.

“I-I’ll let you see them!”

“Really?” The boy’s eyes sparkled with joy, beginning to bounce on the balls of his feet at the prospect of finally getting to see you and his papa again. He misses your warm cuddles and he misses riding atop his papa’s strong shoulders, his godfather tries to calm him down by mimicking them but it never feels right.

“But you need to promise to not let them see you, okay?” Takemichi held up his pinkie finger.

“Why?...” once again, tears pooled into Kenjiro’s eyes.

“I-It’s a game you’re playing together!” the blonde hurriedly tries to reason, “And the prize is dorayaki!”

“Okay!” without a fuss, Kenjiro agrees. He’s definitely Mikey’s son.

Takemichi took Kenjiro to see you both during a Toman meeting even if it was past your son’s bedtime. It’s a dirty trick but the blonde hoped that having the usual ball of energy more drowsy than usual would play in his favour when he finally does see the two of you again. If Kenjiro did something unexpected and snuck off or rushed to you, it would be a massive spoiler for the future, especially since you and Mikey weren’t together yet…

“There see?” Takemichi, holds the little boy up as much as he could without drawing too much attention from anyone in the meeting of founders and their vice captains.

“Mama…” Kenjiro whispers pointing to you chatting away with Emma, keeping her company as the others continue to discuss where to keep a closer eye on.

“That’s right,” Takemichi silently cheers, thanking that his plan worked on coming out at night.

“Papa…” Kenjiro points to Mikey before beginning to tear up. He missed his parents so much and all that build up of frustration, loneliness and desperation came pouring out due to his fatigue.

Just as Takemichi realises what’s about to happen, a resounding sob slices through the calm air of the chill night.

“What the fuck?” Pah exclaims exactly what everyone was thinking as they turn to see Takemichi with a child in his arms that looks surprisingly like Mikey.

“Is that a little kid?” Mitsuya continues in disbelief. What was going on? And why did the little boy look like their commander, who was intrigued enough to raise a questioning brow at the situation.

“Papa!” the little boy wails, stretching his little pudgy arms out towards Mikey.

“Who is that, Takemitchy?” Mikey asks, not knowing how to process being called a father. He hasn’t been interested enough in a girl to have a kid.

Everyone subconsciously leaned in closer, anticipating his answer, “Haha…funny story…”

“Mama!” Kenjiro bawled louder as he reached out to you and everyone’s breaths still. There was no point in hiding the truth, everyone knew his time travel ability anyway.

“He’s your future son Mikey-kun and…(Y/N)-chan…”

You gave a silent scream as Emaa squealed beside you, she’s known about your huge crush on her brother for such a long time and supported your love in everything because she knew you were the perfect fit for her brother. Maybe this was the opportunity to get you two together!

All other captains and their vices had a mix of reactions. Mitsuya and Draken simply tried to process the new information as much as they could whereas Chifuyu tried to speculate how his partner managed to time travel with a toddler but finally came to terms with why he hadn’t been around for a while.

Mikey simply tilted his head at the little boy. From all the tears and fussing, Takemichi finally set down and immediately ran to him, “Papa! Papa ups!” Kenjiro makes grabby hands at the blonde.

“Well would you look at that?” Baji teases with a toothy grin his arm draped across Kazutora’s shoulders who snickered behind him. Everyone watched as Mikey complied and dropped down to hold the boy up in his arms, “Mikey’s a dad~”

“Never thought I’d see the day,” Draken chuckles, his heart light at the idea of his friend having such a domestic but happy future.

“And all because of (Y/N)-chan! Ahhhhhhh!” Emma squeals once again, shaking you by the shoulders and redirecting everyone’s attention to you and just when you were beginning to calm down and process the situation. Thank you, Emma….

“Mama….” After finally getting the chance to calm down in his dad’s arms, Kenjiro reaches out to you, still being in Mikey’s arms, one hand clutching the blonde’s gang unifor as the other makes grabby gestures at you. Following his son’s command, Mikey makes his way over to you as everyone watches, grinning to their ears. They’ve seen you dancing circles around Mikey, trying to catch his attention in subtle ways only to be considered a friend by the oblivious blonde. It was quite painful to watch but wherever they could, they tried to help you in your endeavours. Most of the help was from Mitsuya, Draken, the twins, Chifuyu and Takemichi, though others were often too lazy to participate in romance.

Wordlessly, you reach out to hold the little boy's small hand in yours and are instantly infatuated by him. He looks like a baby Mikey but with your eyes and nose, the perfect mix between you two. He’s so handsome, just like his father, you thought with a prominent heat in your cheeks.

“Hey there, why were you crying?” you softly ask, the motherly instincts in you taking over, not realising the strange effect it was having on Mikey. As he watched you interact with his future son, he pondered what a perfect mother you would be, your delicate touch that always helped nurse his wounds, your caring words that never failed to comfort him and the warmth you exude as a person was ideal for a mother.

“Missed you mama…and papa,”

“It’s okay baby, we’re here now,” you comfort, leaning down to press a soft kiss on the toddler’s pink cheek, earning a wide grin reminiscent of his fathers. The two of you stood closer as you watched your future son slip into the world of dreams, his one hand still clinging onto Mikey’s shirt as the other held onto two of your fingers.

“So you’re my future wife,” Mikey announces, breaking the soft silence.

“U-uhh yeah,” you don’t know what else to say and look down in embarrassment.

“That means you like me,”

“Y-yeah…”

“...Why have you never told me?” everyone wanted to facepalm at his blunt statement, how could he be so nonchalant about the situation? They didn’t know, however, that he was internally screaming with joy.

“I-I thought I was being so obvious!” you cry out and accidentally wake Kenjiro again.

Before you could apologise and lul him back to sleep, he looks around with curious eyes and asks, “Where’s nee-san?”

YOU HAVE A DAUGHTER TOO?!

Everyone looks at Takemichi as he shrugs in response, “he has an older sister, your first kid together looks a lot like you (Y/N)-chan,” the blonde tries to end on a lighter note but you were about to faint.

“Wh-what are their names?” Mikey asks, bringing you closer to his side with a hand on your waist, not catching the flustered expression it pulls from you as Kenjiro giggles in his father’s arms. He and his older sister know everything that goes on between their mum and dad and it didn’t help that their aunty Emma loved to comment on how she helped them get together and how they acted around each other in high school.

“Your daughter is called Emica, named after Emma-chan and he,” Takemichi points to your son, “is called Kenjiro, you named him after Draken.” The mentioned couple smiled at the honour of being an inspiration in naming your children.

“We have a bright future, Takemichi?” Chifuyu asks, catching everyone’s attention.

“Brighter than ever,” Takemichi grins, which is reciprocated by everyone.

thoughts? ; this was a fun little thought bubble at 1am XD ; it all came from reading so many bnha x reader scenarios on it

navi.

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maitani · 3 years ago

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12:56 PM — SHUJI HANMA

note: kinda ass. recent manga spoilers.

“ missed me? “

you truthfully didn’t have any words for the man that stood before you — well you did, just didn’t know how to say them. if anything they were more so questions and you had a feeling he wouldn’t answer them all.

perhaps answer none.

whatever the case may be, he was waiting for you to allow him inside and take him into an embrace but none came, at least not in that moment.

“ you’re back? “ you question, not taking his presence so easily considering he had been gone for two years — there was no message, no call, nothing to reassure you that he was okay or still yours.

hanma nods but soon winces, his arms rubbing down his arms in an attempt to get rid of the cold, “ not gonna let me in? “

you reluctantly widen the entry to your home, allowing him to stalk right in and your eyes gaze over his new uniform. you take a mental note that he’s in a new gang — he didn’t come back for you he showed up because it was an obligation to his thrill.

“ you’re in … kanto manji? “ you read his clothing, feeling your chest ache at the smile he sports. he nods in confirmation before turning back around to get comfortable on your couch, probably exhausted from where he came from.

hanma was definitely like a cat in your opinion, he can stay around but you can’t stop him from leaving to different areas with no guarantee to return. you knew why he left but for him to come back for another reason that wasn’t you, it made you resent him.

but even saying that, you didn’t fully believe it.

“ thought you were on the run? “ you mumble, inching closer to where he was and reaching over to remove his mask. he allows it to fall, hanging from one of his ears and a smile lines up on his lips, “ didn’t think you were coming back. “

“ i’m always going to come back. “ he says as a matter a fact, his head drops onto the cushions and he let out a low groan, “ the gang was just the bonus. “

you repeat his words, not understanding what he meant but you didn’t want to pry. although it seemed that you weren’t so good at hiding your expression, puzzled and distraught by his words that hanma can only let out a boisterous laugh, “ i came back for you, baby. “

taking back the resentment, your heart clenches at the confirmation that you can’t help but ask for reassurance, for him to admit once more that it was for you.

his hand reaches forward for your own and tugs you closer enough for him to lock lips with yours, making sure that you knew that you were the reason he’s back home and if you’re lucky — he’ll stay for good even if it makes his life harder.

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ofoceansandtombsanew · 2 years ago

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22:45 ー HANEMIYA KAZUTORA. tramps like us, baby, we were born to run.

"run away with me.” kazutora asked far too easily and definitely too out of nowhere while you sat at the world’s longest red light. there was no destination either of you had in mind, however. you were simply meant to enjoy some nighttime air before heading back to your cheap apartment when, 30 minutes in, he asked that question.

no, it more of a light-hearted demand.

you shot him a weird look over his shoulder that you knew he couldn’t see from his position on the motorcycle you both sat on. "that’s a question you ask your girlfriend when you’re 15, not in your mid-twenties”

“there’s an age limit on running away now?” at kazutora’s snicker, you rolled your eyes in amusement.

“there is when you have jobs to go to on monday and rent and bills to pay.” you reply knowingly with a small grin.

even in the dark, you could perfectly visualize his sandy-colored eyes looking back at you fondly as best he could. the busy was dying down in this part of tokyo far from the streets of shibuya or roppongi that never seemed to know rest. there wasn’t even any vehicles at this intersection you were waiting at besides your own. “then don’t think of it as running away,” kazutora hummed smoothly in contrast to your logic. “think of this as part of our late night ride.”

“a late night ride to where?”

“dunno.”

“we’ll run out of gas.”

“we’ll worry about that when that happens.”

“i’m not pushing your motorcycle to a gas station, tora.”

“then you can sit” kazutora met you tit for tat, voice light yet distant. “i’ll push and you can sit on my bike the whole time”

“is something up?” you asked at last. it wasn’t as if you never went on late night rides. you went quite often together, especially on fridays which you say as much. “but you never ask anything like this. are you okay?”

for a moment, the only response you received were the soft sounds of his stagnant motorcycle. “i dunno.” kazutora murmured after a few heartbeats passed. “i just wanna go. you, me and this bike. i wanna see how far we can get. i know that... we can’t just up and leave everything but... i wanna go with you. sorry, guess i’m not really making any sense, huh.”

kazutora trailed off as a light breeze picked up and you looked ahead, your mind strangely heavy with thought yet void of it at the same time.

you looked past the tall buildings painted in the skyline by the gold and red glow of the streetlights and the sound of cars honking in the distance. inhaled the warm evening breeze that was tinged with the cool that hinted at autumn’s inevitable return as it caressed your cheeks.

sunlight filtered through an open window, the smell of the sea on the wind from the seaside town you stumbled upon.

tora’s motorcycle, out of gas and rundown, only being used as a place for the neighborhood strays to nap on.

walking in the dawn sun before the town woke up.

the impracticality of it all with the most likely outcome being a push of shame to the nearest gas station before making your way home. stopping by a family restaurant for a much needed breakfast. you’d be tired and frazzled, maybe a bit annoyed that the recklessness caught up to you... but you didn’t doubt there would be grins on your face at that restaurant while you downed your coffee and hotcakes.

“we’re never doing something like this again” you’d say unable to fight back a grin of amusement and disbelief. amused that it happened, in disbelief that you did it.

all the while tora would push back his black and blond bangs, chuckling. “yeah that was pretty dumb of us. i thought you were supposed to have the braincell when i got stupid ideas at almost midnight.”

it made you want to cry.

god i love this man.

“then let’s go.” you whispered into your boyfriend’s back as your grip around his waist tightened. any sense of rationality you had was pushed aside by the rush of emotion in your body. lifting your head and resting it on his shoulder, you kissed his nape.

once, twice before kissing his cheek as the traffic light turned green.

“take me somewhere with you.”

for my good buddy @cafedanslanuit who unfortunately got covid. despite her love for porco and yuuta, kazutora is has a death grip on her heart. so i figured why not have her wake up to smth nice. i was trying to go for a pensive... feeling. that not quite sad yet strangely emotional feelings you get late at night when your mind wanders but combine that with overwhelming love for your partner. idk if i nailed it but i hope you enjoy it!

#look she's writing #timestamp #kazutora x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokrev x reader #tokyo revengers #tokrev #hanemiya kazutora x reader #this was my first time writing a timestamp drabble and i loved it #i should write more #yes i listened to born to run while i wrote this #i wanted to write smth based on the vibe of this song

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dead-boys-club · 3 years ago

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[ 5:53 pm ]

Pushing your notebooks away, you finally looked to your black haired best friend, pursing your lips. ‘Let’s open up a zoo.’

He blinked. ‘Excuse me?’

‘You heard me.. let’s open a zoo! We can have lions, tigers, bears.. goats, llamas..foxes,’ you went on listing whatever animals you could think of, eyes bright at the childish idea.

Baji chuckle and shrugged. ‘Alright, let’s make a deal.. when we’re thirty, we’ll open a zoo. Once we’re out of school and everything.’

Raising an eyebrow, you let out a small laugh. ‘Is this like our deal to get married if we’re still single at thirty?’

He nodded, turning his attention back to his notes. ‘There you go. When we turn thirty, we’re getting married and opening a zoo.’ Lifting his head to glance at you, he showed a toothy smile before returning to the work.

‘Damn.. technically proposing to me and not even giving me a ring,’ you teased, ‘cheap ass.’

‘Oh lord.’ Setting his pen down, he looked over the rings he often wore before pulling one off, a simple silver band, and reached to push it on your ring finger. ‘There, now you have a ring. Wanna start planning the wedding, too?’

‘Can we get married at our brand new zoo?’

Baji shook his head. ‘You’re so weird.’

#tokrev x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #baji #baji keisuke #baji x reader #timestamps #it took everything in me not to make a VERY sad ending

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medijoshanks · 3 years ago

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22:35 pm. nsfw ⠀

“Who's a good boy?”

Kazutora knows that one is a tricky question.

He learned from past mistakes, foggy memories of times where he could barely recognize himself underneath you, lost in pleasure as his hazy mouth answers before he could help it, “I am”. He remembers you completely stopping afterwards. “Oh”, you'll say, “so you'll be a good boy for anyone, babe? You’re everyone's little play thing?” he shudders at the thought, hates it, he could only be yours, never wanted to be anyone else’s, so he denies it, “no, baby, ‘s not what I meant-” “Wrong answer, Hanemiya.”

Kazutora shrivelled at the memory. Nothing good came out of you calling him by his name. “I'm your good boy.”

You smile down at him, his pretty little body all bare for you, as you straddle his thighs, the edge of your miniskirt tickling his balls. “That's right baby, you're my good boy. Only mine, this dick belongs to me, yeah?”

Kazutora’s hips stuttered at your words, the possesive undertone of your voice makes him shiver, your hands wet with his release fastening around his length leaving him on the edge. He could feel himself getting close at the lewd sounds coming from his dick– so close, he was almost there–

Your hands come to a halt. “You okay there, baby?”

Kazutora groans, feeling himself growing desperate at your teasing words, trying to hump your soft hand to no avail. It’s the second time you’ve done this to him tonight, and he feels frustrated tears pricking at his eyes. “Please, I’ve been good for ya, babe,”

You feel your own pussy throbbing at the sound of his wrecked voice, high and raspy as he begs. Taking pity on him, you start to stroke him again, slowly, thumb brushing over his thick tip. “You feel so good in my hand, pretty boy, think you can come like this?”

He whines out a yes, planting his feet on the bed but he dares not move until you tell him so, letting you freely use him the way you want to. He’s so good, so sweet for you, you need to hear him say it. “Who's good boy are you, baby, let me hear you.”

A few tears of pleasure have dropped from his eyelashes down to his chin, wetting his blushing ckeeks. He moans, “yours, I’m only yours.”

Kazutora feels your other hand gently massaging his balls along with your steady pace on his length, making his toes curl at the feeling, and he pleads, “baby, please, I need to cum.”

“I don't know,” you tease, “you look so good making a mess for me like this, should I let you cum?” it was true, Kazutora looks so pretty all fucked out like that from your hand, looking like he was melting into your touch, lovely golden eyes brimming with new unshed tears. You wanted to take your time to eat him all up. Pretty little pillow prince.

Kazutora seems to have other thoughts, though, his patience growing thin as he answers, “please, you feel so good, baby, I won’t be able to hold on any longer.”

His shaky hand finds your clit through your panties, working his fingers in fast circles on top of the wet material until he has you whining too, wet patch on your panties growing larger. He was panting, looking at you so intensly you feel his cock getting impossible harder. It looked like it hurt, so you coo at him your permission.

“Cum for me, babyboy.”

He moans high at the consent, his feet on the bed working as leverage as he finally moves his hips off the bed to rapidly hump into your hand. You smile as he cums with a long groan of your name, hips faltering and dick throbbing on your hand, softening.

He hasn’t even come down from his high yet when he eagerly pulls your body from your thighs all the way up to his face. You let out a surprised sound, pussy now hovering a few centimeters above his face. “Thank you, baby,”

Kazutora’s hungry eyes are watching over your soaked cotton panties before moving it to the side, leaving an open mouthed kiss to your center. Kitten licks you once, twice, his voice is muffled by your leaking pussy when he lets you know, “now’s your turn.”

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