#but at the same time i wanna see pink hair sanzu

[chaoticdelinqueerwithglitter]

How to describe Bonten:

"Everyone in there is traumatized because a lot of bad shit that happened during the Kanto Incident" + Takeomi

[mitsuyeaah]

ONE-SIDED HATRED

AKASHI ‘SANZU’ HARUCHIYO x f! reader

“i wanna touch on you. you see me in my room. wish you were here right now, i wanna get freaky on camera.”

cw: youtube star!sanzu, camboy!sanzu, college au, slight enemies to lovers (reader dislikes haru), pining, nsfw (mdni), smut, masturbation (f & m), sex toys, fingering, unprotected rough sex, cum eating, swearing, pet names (baby, princess), slight degradation

word count: 9.5k

a/n: i present to you, akashi haruchiyo <3 also sorry, i had to edit out senju on the header :”(

You stared daggers at his face, biting your tongue to hold back any sharp insults that threatened to come out. If looks could kill, Haruchiyo Akashi would be dead by now. Your blood boiled just by looking at him, the way he threw his head back against the red cushions of the booth—laughing obnoxiously loud, the way his eyes shut as if the joke he had heard was the funniest in the world. It took all your willpower not to roll your eyes at the man, god, he was so fucking cocky.

You hated how he thinks he’s all that just because he’s famous on YouTube, or whatever streaming platform it was, like you cared.

“Careful with that glare, you might accidentally stab him with it.” Keisuke pulled you out of your trance. Your head whipped toward the man next to you, a smug smile forming upon his lips, a glint of playfulness evident in his dark honey eyes. You rolled your eyes at him, “Good. He annoys the fuck out of me.” You didn’t know when this feeling of annoyance for Haruchiyo started but all you knew was that you two were definitely not on the same wavelength.

Not one bit.

Ever since meeting Haruchiyo, you never really got along with him under any circumstances. His first impression was fine, you could give him that but as you got to know him and through Mikey and Keisuke, the more you could not stand the man.

Mikey, Keisuke, and Haruchiyo were three peas in a pod, their personalities didn’t stray too much from one another but there was just something about Haruchiyo that you couldn’t stand, it also didn’t help how frustrated you became because you didn’t know what the reason was. There was really no one to blame for this certain thing you were feeling, that’s why it was much easier to project anger onto Haruchiyo.

Plus, it wasn’t like he was all innocent. As a matter of fact, he added fuel to the fire. He would constantly make jokes about you that you didn’t quite find funny, or sometimes he just won’t leave you alone. Haruchiyo would ask you endless questions ranging from one end of the spectrum all the way to the other end, to which you would always answer ‘it’s none of your business’ because it wasn’t, you weren’t close to him, unlike with Mikey and Keisuke.

If anything, the two of you would only exchange by bantering, and they weren’t friendly ones. There wasn’t a day where you two didn’t fire insults at each other, and every time, either Keisuke or Mikey would jump in before it got out of control.

In all honesty, it looked like you were the only one really worked up during these exchanges because Haruchiyo would always smirk at you, if you knew any better, you’d think he was enjoying this. He probably did, he probably liked you seeing all riled up because of him and you hated it because it made you even angrier.

At this point, you didn’t even know why you came along to these hangouts fully knowing that the pink haired asshole would turn up too, you guessed it’s because Mikey would always beg you to come and you could never say no to him.

“Alright, I think I’m going to head back. I have a shit ton of assignments to do.” You groaned, stretching as you stood up from the booth, bidding your friends goodbye. Of course, before you could fully turn and walk away, Haruchiyo just had to say something, “Geez, you’re always in your dorm all day. No wonder you don’t have a boyfriend.” He chuckled before taking a sip of his cold beverage—a strawberry smoothie, black painted nails contrasting against the pinkness of the drink.

You closed your eyes for a few seconds, the feeling of anger bubbling up from your stomach as your hands curled into fists by your side. You let out a deep sigh and opened your eyes, directly looking at the turquoise eyed man—who had the same old smug expression plastered over his stupid face, “You know what? Yeah, you’re right and what about it? I don’t see your lame ass with a girlfriend either.” You raised a brow, challenging him.

As expected, he gave you a saccharine smile, “Baby, you don’t know how many women would drop on their knees for me.” You poked your tongue against the inside of your cheek at the pet name, Haruchiyo always called you ‘baby’ despite the countless times you told him not to. Taking a deep breath to calm your nerves, you calmly replied, “First, I am not your baby and second, you might have hundreds and thousands of subscribers but you’re still bitchless.” You shrugged before completely walking away, not bothering to hear his reply.

“I have millions! Get it right!” He called after you and you could only roll your eyes at him.

You knew Haruchiyo had millions of subscribers, you just wanted to play with him because you knew he wasn’t going to let it slide. 

As a matter of fact, as much as you’d like to deny it, the content he puts out on YouTube wasn't too bad— although, you’ve convinced yourself that it's because Senju—his little sister—carries the whole channel by herself and Haruchiyo is just there.

Their content ranges from Vlogs to other sponsored videos just like other content creators, and from time to time, they upload their solo videos on the shared channel—Senju mainly posts about beauty and fashion whereas Haruchiyo would mostly post videos of him playing games requested by their subscribers. Despite their difference in personalities, they made their channel work and were able to garner different subscribers.

You’ve watched several solo videos that Senju posted and often gushed to her about it via message. The two of you were close and sometimes she would even include you and her other friends in one of her ‘daily Vlogs’. She was very sweet and kind, unlike his older brother that you couldn’t stand.

Later that night, you were too engulfed in your assignments that the loud sound of your phone vibrating against the desk almost made you jump out of your seat. It was already one o’clock in the morning and the only person who would possibly be texting you at this hour was Mikey. That man’s sleeping schedule was all over the place—to which he would blame his choice of degree, engineering.

You mindlessly patted around your desk for the device while reading a passage for the pre-lecture readings, your eyes never leaving the paragraph. After several attempts to reach for your phone, you finally found it and brought the screen closer to your face, eyes scanning for the recent notification.

Surprisingly, it wasn’t from Manjiro.

It was from Haruchiyo, ‘i wasn’t talking about women from my youtube subscribers btw.’

Your brows knitted at the text, what the hell did he even mean by that? Your eyes scanned the sentence once, twice, thrice but you were still lost. Huffing, you set your phone face down and decided to leave his message unopened and unreplied, you weren’t going to waste your time and energy on something you couldn’t understand, especially if it came from one Haruchiyo Akashi.

Since it was already getting late, you decided it was best to wrap up your assignment and head over to bed but you weren’t exactly going to sleep yet. No, the night had just begun. You’ve had a very stressful week full of due dates and new assignments that you barely had time to take care of yourself, and therefore needed to release all the pent up stress and emotions that accumulated throughout the week.

You knew just the perfect way to find a release.

Grabbing your laptop off the desk, you set the device on the mattress of your bed and typed the url of a certain website on a keyboard. You’ve never really told anyone about this but you’ve grown fond of a certain someone in this particular streaming website, someone who helped you with your deepest sexual fantasies and he was damn good at doing it.

You place your middle finger on the trackpad, smoothly gliding it around to navigate the cursor through the website and clicking on the profile you’ve been subscribed to for quite a while now. You knew your friends would probably tease you for getting off to some man behind the lens—especially Haruchiyo who liked to make fun of your single ass but you didn’t care, it’s not like they were going to find out.

God forbid them from finding out, especially that insufferable rosy haired idiot that took a liking to annoying the fuck out of you for days on end.

If Haruchiyo somewhat got a hold of this information, he would never live it down—it was a fact. You’d have to live with the fact that he’s able to torment you for months, trailing behind you and letting you know about your dirty little secret.

Oh, you’d scour the world just to find his dirty little secret.

SANZU. You clicked on the profile, the name in white capitalised letters that beckoned you. Begging to be explored and seen.

You didn’t know who this man was but fuck, he was hot. The sounds that leave his lips as he pleasures himself in many different ways practically had you drenched and clenching around your fingers. In some videos, he’d be edging himself; he would be sitting on his queen-sized bed, all exposed and covered in a sheen of sweat as his hand desperately pumped up and down his hard cock. Loud whines leaving his chest as his hips bucked up with need, his free hand gripping the soft sheets under him, turning his knuckles white.

The way his abdomen would contract and limbs stiffening as he topples over the edge was definitely a sight to see. He’d let out these delicious loud moans laced with endless profanities as his hand clenched around his dick. Thick cum spurting out of his pink tip, making a wonderful white sticky mess on his stomach and thighs as he trembles ever so slightly.

The angle of the camera gave all his subscribers a perfect view of his torso, thighs, and everything in between. Of course, he kept his face out of view for such reasons but it somewhat made his videos even sexier, the way his head was cut from the frame left his viewers wanting more. His cock was the prettiest you’ve ever seen—a deep shade of pink, he wasn’t too thick but his length made up for it; his dick had a slight curve to the left and an evident vein that ran on the underside of it. God, the things you’d do just to run your tongue along that line.

Mysterious yet sexy, that was how many perceived this man—Sanzu.

You relaxed against the headboard, legs spread out, fluffy pillows supporting your lower back as you clicked on his most recent upload. 10 minutes ago. It read on the blurb at the bottom of the thumbnail, it wasn’t a long video as indicated on the timestamp but you were grateful, nonetheless.

‘Missing her’ hours. The title read.

He was in the same environment just like in his other videos, in his room and on the bed. His body was illuminated by some kind of bright light from behind the camera, allowing a stark contrast of his naked body against the dim background. This time he had a new toy with him—a fleshlight. A glob of spit landed on his hard cock, one hand flying down to spread the slimy liquid all over his dick—also using the pre-cum from his pink tip. His free hand grabbed the flashlight resting on the bed and brought it close to his cock.

SANZU grabbed the base of his dick and slowly pushed the fleshlight down his tip that was still leaking pre-cum; the man let out a breathy moan as the head of his length disappeared within the toy, his back slightly arching and exposed chest pushing upwards at the familiar pleasure. Your mouth parted at this—shallow breaths slipped past your lips, your keen eyes fixed on the way he teased himself by just thrusting his tip in and out, hips desperately bucking up for more.

You could feel the familiar sensation grow on your pussy, tingles spreading throughout your wet folds the further the video progressed. Tired of rubbing your thighs together and clenching on nothing, you slipped a hand past your joggers and massaged your folds through the thin fabric of your panties—a wet spot beginning to spread and soak the fabric.

The man on the video lets out a loud desperate moan as he pushes the fleshlight all the way, bottoming out; you could tell he threw his head back with the way his neck became taut. “Mhm…fuck! You’re so tight for me, huh?” He grunted, an evident strain in his tone. He stayed like that for a while, dick fully sheathed inside the sex toy as he shamelessly let out desperate pants, trying not to cum on the spot. Your mouth watered at the way his balls deliciously pressed against the base of the toy, so large and full.

Fuck, he was so aroused; your fingers pushed the soiled fabric aside and massaged your clit, legs slightly jerking at the intense pleasure jolting through your body, “Ah…! Yes, all for you…” you whispered in a breathy tone, head resting on the wall behind you while keeping your eyes on the bright screen of your laptop—mouth slightly parted, letting out shallow pants.

A small whimper leaves your lips as you push two fingers inside, free hand gripping your blanket at the sensation of your gummy walls stretching around your digits.

Another glob of spit lands on the base of his cock, and he pulls the fleshlight from his dick, earning a loud squelching noise at the way the toy firmly encases around his length. This time, he actually starts moving the fleshlight up and down, both hands firmly encased around the toy as he desperately rubs it against his dick. “Ngh—haah! Yeah? You like tha—ah! You like that? Mmph! You like it when I fuck you hard?” He moans.

His back arches at the pleasure, the bright light behind his camera shining the thin layer of sweat on his exposed chest. Loud and repeated wet squelching sounds along with his desperate pants emitted from your laptop which went straight down to your wet cunt. The crown of your head rubbed against the wall as you tilted your chin up, a moan forcibly making its way out—pleasure engulfing your whole body.

“Mhm—ah! Yes! I love it when you fuck me hard!” You responded to the video before letting out a long high pitched moan.

Your fingers thrusted in and out of your sopping cunt, making the same noises as the video did; you brought your free hand up to your face and bit on the sleeve of your hoodie, moaning against it as you clenched your eyes shut. You had no roommate to possibly hear your moans but you couldn’t trust the dormitory walls enough that the neighbouring rooms wouldn’t be able to hear you. You could feel yourself cumming soon—your hand and wrist were slowly getting tired from the fast repetitive movements but you couldn’t stop now, not when you were so near that you couldn’t feel your legs anymore—toes curling and feet digging deeper into the mattress.

Strands of hair were now sticking to your neck and forehead as a light layer of sweat covered your whole body, the room suddenly felt a couple of degrees hotter but you couldn’t care less. All you could focus on at the moment was the pace of your hand and the loud erotic moans coming from your laptop. “Aah—fuck! Why don’t you cum around this dick like the good girl you are? Huh?—ah shit!” He grunted, moans becoming shorter and high pitched which suggested he was close.

Something about him talking dirty to an inanimate object made you clench harder around your fingers; if he was already spewing that much filth to an object, imagine what he would be like with a person. Oh, the things you’d do just to hear him whisper nasty things in your ear as he pounds into you.

“Come on… let’s hear those—haah! Let’s hear those pretty sounds.” As if he was talking to you, you removed your arm from your face, a string of loud high pitched moans immediately rolling out your mouth, like it was begging to be let out.

The man in the video quickly changed positions, he was on his hands and knees—legs opened wide as he held the sex toy against the bed, desperately thrusting into it like it was the real thing. His bed squeaked with every sharp thrust of his hips, back hunched over the mattress; you could see the way every muscle in his body popped along with his movements, god, it was so fucking hot.

It also didn’t help with the way he looked so desperate, rutting into the little sex toy like his life depended on it and the string of profanities that came out of his dirty mouth. Your eyes fixed on where his cock quickly thrusted in and out of the fleshlight, imagining that it was you who he hungrily fucked into.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! I’m cumming! Cum with me, baby—ngh!” Short frequent whines that were in tune with his sharp thrusts left his lips. That was all it took for you to reach your orgasm, the familiar feeling at the pit of your stomach suddenly bursts up through your spine and down to your legs—your whole body becoming rigid as you came around your fingers, back arching and lips forming an ‘o’ shape but no sound came out.

You tried your best to keep your eyes open and stare at the man on the screen, he had his cock fully sheathed inside the toy, pulling out only by a small amount and quickly thrusting back in to ride out his orgasm. His body became taut with pleasure, his free hand gripping the sheets under him as his thick cum spilled out from the fleshlight—this time the squelching sounds were much louder from the big load he had produced. “Mhm—aah! Fuck yeah… take all of it, princess.” He panted out, hips still thrusting into the sex toy.

Closing your eyes, you let out desperate pants, suddenly you were hyper aware of your surroundings—the way your hair stuck to your neck and forehead, the sudden humidity of the room, the gross feeling of your clothes rubbing against your sweaty body, and the way your soiled panties clung to you.

You let out a groan because the urge to take a bath was stronger than ever, and you also had to change your sheets since you felt icky. It was almost quarter to two in the morning but you didn’t mind taking a hot bath and doing some laundry at this hour, even if it meant sacrificing some of your sleep.

“Why didn’t you answer my text last night?” You looked up from your steaming noodles and gave Haruchiyo a blank stare, you could already feel annoyance bubbling up from your stomach—his aquamarine gaze already on you, a mysterious glint. “I could care less about your text. Plus, why’d you even text me in the first place?” It was now Haruchiyo’s turn to shrug and you swore there was a slight tint of pink that dusted his cheeks but you paid no mind to it, it was probably because of the hot food that occupied the table.

“You guys were texting last night? That’s new.” Mikey—who sat across you—darted his eyes between you and Haruchiyo, brows shooting up his forehead before exchanging a look with the man who sat next to you—Keisuke. “No, we weren’t. He texted me and I didn’t respond.” You rolled your eyes and got back to eating. You knew that look they shared between them, they always did that and you knew it was probably just to tease you because you didn’t get along with Haruchiyo.

Haruchiyo let out an exaggerated sigh and leaned back against his seat, placing his hands behind his head, “You know, I was up all night waiting for your text. I’m hurt.” God, you wanted to smack that look off his face. Before you could retort, last night’s events ran through your mind, your cheeks warmed at your late night activities which caused you to struggle to think of a response.

You blinked, ears turning red and not knowing what to say to him—remembering how the man’s hips desperately rutted against the fleshlight, soft whimpers that left his lips like music to your ears, the way his legs trembled as he came inside the toy. He was so hot. You rubbed your legs at the thought of him, hands slightly balling into fists.

That man had you wrapped around his finger—like many other women subscribed to him. The worst part was, you didn’t even know him and he was already doing all kinds of things to you without laying a single hand on your body.

Fuck, if you saw him in person, you would be fucking him on sight.

The rosy-haired man tilted his head to the side, a sly grin making its way on his face, “What? Cat got your tongue?” Being brought back from your trance, you slightly shook your head and rolled your eyes at Haruchiyo—he didn’t miss the way your face turned a tad bit crimson. Cute. You glared at him, all the lust in your system suddenly being drained away and replaced with annoyance, god, you’d trade Haruchiyo for that man anyday.

As usual, you bit your tongue from saying anything that would escalate the conversation and ignored him instead but your face gave away your mood—your brows tightly knitted together, lips turning into a scowl and eyes turning dark with a glare.

You just couldn’t stand him.

Haruchiyo acted like you two were close, he acted like you were okay with him making fun of you, he acted like you were friends with him. He was completely insufferable. Every time you see him, your jaw tightens and annoyance bubbles up from within your stomach, hands automatically clenching into fists.

His presence annoyed you. It made you want to pull all your hair out.

“What were you even doing last night?” Keisuke asked Haruchiyo, changing the topic, he sensed the change in your demeanour. You couldn’t really rant to Mikey about your pent up anger over Haruchiyo, so Keisuke got the other end of it—unfortunately but at least he’s nice enough to listen to all your rants, no matter how childish they get.

Keisuke loves you and Haruchiyo both and he doesn’t take any sides because he thinks it’s just petty. A big misunderstanding between the two of you, and he’s told you that; he wasn’t afraid to let you know that maybe you were just misunderstanding Haruchiyo.

Give him a chance. He said one time. Whatever that meant.

And you really did try your best, you tried to be open about a possible friendship with Haruchiyo but every single time, he’d make you remember why you didn’t want one. You always found yourself making snarky comments instead of friendly ones; you were both at different ends of the spectrum, far away from one another.

Maybe it was because you two just didn’t click—completely different personalities. Or maybe you just couldn’t understand your emotions that well, you were never one to perceive emotions and feelings easily, which is why you’ve become completely oblivious to people that had shown an interest in you in the past.

All these complex feelings inside you would just come out as a big mess and all you could really project was annoyance and anger—something that wasn’t pleasant. After all, these were the feelings you were most acquainted with.

Human emotions in a nutshell.

Haruchiyo snorted, you could still feel his turquoise gaze on you while you ate, “Oh, y’know, just…stuff.” he leaned over the table and grabbed his phone, mindlessly typing away with a smug smile on his face. “Anyway, I have to go. Senju and I are preparing for another content, you guys should definitely anticipate it!” He jumped up from his seat, bidding goodbye to all of you before going.

It was already late in the afternoon and you decided to spend it by lazing around your dorm and being practically glued to your bed but it was fine, it was the weekend anyway. You were currently online shopping, browsing over clothes that you knew you didn’t need or accessories that weren’t necessary but it was nice to look at them. You had several tabs open on your laptop and you noticed one tab blinking with a notification, it was last night’s tab.

You mentally face palmed yourself for being so careless and not closing the tab. It wasn’t like anyone was going to go through your laptop but Mikey would sometimes borrow yours for a short period of time when his one would be acting up. Thanking the heavens for Mikey not borrowing yours today, you clicked on the tab and saw that SANZU had posted a status.

‘Will be going live in a few! Stay tuned for something spicy ;)’

You quickly sat up from your bed, laptop slowly sliding off your stomach. Wow, I’m being treated today, aren’t I? You thought. Thanking the universe once again for treating you nicely today, you set your laptop in front of you and clicked on the link provided on his status.

The video was still black which indicated the livestream was yet to start, so you patiently sat there and waited for it to start. You’ve watched some of his livestreams in the past and it did not disappoint. He would do what his subscribers asked him to do—edging? Not a problem. A sex toy? He’d pull out his stash. Dirty talking? He’d open his mouth in an instant.

It was a pretty sight to see. A submissive man who’d do practically anything.

Some would even send him money—lots of it—to moan out their name as he pleasures himself but you were more the quiet type of watcher who just enjoyed the view. Plus, you didn’t even have that much money to spend for some man to moan out your name, as tempting as it sounded.

You did comment from time to time, though, as embarrassing as it sounds, you would always call him a ‘good boy’—a pet name he had grown to love. But that was about it, your mind blanked whenever you tried to come up with something for him to do.

After a couple of minutes later, the black screen finally disappeared and showed him in his usual set up—he was clothed but he didn’t wear a shirt underneath his leather jacket. What a tease. Though, it complimented his fair skin really well, making his abdomen stand out more for his viewers.

God, black looked so good on him…but you would’ve looked better on him if you were being honest.

Before you could settle and make yourself comfortable on the mattress, a switch turned on in your head which caused you to study the leather jacket a little harder. It looked familiar. Too familiar for your liking.

You tuned out everything that he was saying to his live viewers and furrowed your brows, eyes squinting and body leaning closer to the LCD screen—you didn’t know why but your heart started to race, you felt like you were about to discover something forbidden, something you didn’t like.

That leather jacket was the same one Haruchiyo was wearing earlier today at the brunch.

“No way…” you whispered to yourself, hand resting on your chin as your eyes widened. Different thoughts raced through your mind but you tried to counter each one of them—surely they just happened to have the same jacket, right? Leather jackets are popular at the moment, of course. You convinced yourself that. Plus, Haruchiyo literally said he was going to prepare for a video with Senju, so he can’t be doing this livestream.

A sudden realisation hit you, you could just call Senju and she’d probably say that his older brother was with her! You were probably just over analysing all of this because of a stupid jacket. Just because the man you’ve been getting off to had the same jacket as Haruchiyo doesn’t exactly mean they could be the same person.

There was a slim chance.

Haruchiyo has worn that leather jacket several times in their videos, even thanking the retail brand that gave it to him as a gift. Who knows? Maybe SANZU was a fan of the Akashi siblings and probably got the same jacket as Haruchiyo because he found it nice.

Grabbing your phone, you scrolled down your contacts and called the youngest Akashi sibling, wasting no time. It rang for a couple of seconds before Senju picked up,

“Hey! What’s up?” “Hey! I hope I didn’t interrupt or anything, are you busy at the moment?” You gnawed at your bottom lip, nerves becoming uneasy at the thought of Haruchiyo possibly being SANZU. The loud background noise on the other side of the call indicated that Senju was outside and you got a sinking feeling that you weren’t going to like where this was going.

Your stomach sank at the next few words that came from her lips, “Not really! I’m at Harajuku right now, just shopping for some clothes. The usual.” She giggled into the phone, normally, you would’ve reciprocated her giggle and joked about not taking you with her but you didn’t. You sat on your bed looking at the screen of your laptop—that still showed SANZU—unmoving and unsure of what to do next.

Haruchiyo said he was going to prepare for a video with Senju but she was clearly out at the moment and didn’t say anything about releasing new content for their channel.

“T-that’s exciting! Are you alone?” You tried to sound enthusiastic but couldn’t bring yourself to be. Maybe Haruchiyo was with her all along, she usually had company while shopping anyway—someone to carry bags full of clothes and accessories for her. Yeah, that’s right. He was probably with her.

Senju sighed, “Ah, no, I had to go alone today. Haru said he was busy with something. I don’t really know what since he didn’t specify.” That was all it took for you to mentally punch yourself, maybe the universe wasn’t on your side today. Just the thought of you getting off to SANZU’s videos who could possibly be Haruchiyo all along was embarrassing. Completely embarrassing.

You exchanged a few more words with her before bidding goodbye which left you sitting in your bed in silence, eyes glued on SANZU—who had already discarded his leather jacket. You watched him. Suddenly his voice started sounding familiar, just like Haruchiyo but you kept denying it. You couldn’t accept the fact that maybe he was SANZU.

There was only one way to truly find out.

You scrolled up to find Haruchiyo’s contact, thumb hovering over your screen as you decided whether or not to go through with this. What if you just let your imagination run wild instead? Let yourself wonder if it was Haruchiyo or not. Why did you even have to know in the first place?—

Oh. That’s right.

An idea popped into your head. Maybe you have found his dirty little secret, maybe you could use this as leverage over him.

A small smile crept upon your lips as you dialled his contact, maybe this wasn’t as bad as it seemed. As your phone rang, your eyes darted over to the livestream, waiting for Haruchiyo’s phone to ring.

And it did.

You didn’t know whether to be happy about this because you finally had some kind of leverage over him or be embarrassed about the fact that you’ve been getting off to his videos. Haruchiyo’s videos. The same person who pissed you off without fail.

You watched as he abruptly stopped what he was doing and reached for his phone behind the camera, black painted nails encasing around the little device. “Sorry, guys. I’ll have to answer this real quick.” He quickly slipped out of the frame and out of his room, you presumed since you heard the door open and close.

Fuck. So he was SANZU.

“Hmm? What’s got you callin’ me, baby?” He used the same tone in his videos, the one that had you soaked with your own slick, the one that had you rubbing your thighs together. You closed your eyes, trying not to let his voice affect you in any way—normally, you would’ve rolled your eyes at him and the pet name but you didn’t.

The pet name felt different. It brought a shudder down your back.

You huffed, “Are you busy?” As much as you’d hate to invite him over to your dorm, you wanted to let him know about your recent discovery, maybe with this, you could finally get him to stop with his silly antics and desperate attempts at trying to annoy the fuck out of you.

You didn’t have to see his face to know that Haruchiyo was smiling from ear to ear, “Oh? And what’s got your pretty head curious about me?” You clenched your fists, there he goes with that tone again. You were hating every bit of this phone call because you didn’t want to admit how much his voice affected you—how your cunt tingled ever so slightly at it.

“Can you… can you come over? I have something for you.” A small smirk formed on your lips as you pushed down the lust that was slowly engulfing your whole body. If only Haruchiyo knew what was coming for him. “You? Inviting me over? What’s gotten into you, baby? Thought ya hated me. Hmm, but I’ll be there in an hour and a half… just have some things to take care of.” You nodded even though Haruchiyo couldn’t see and quickly ended the call, not being able to take any more of his voice.

It made you feel things.

Your eyes darted back to your laptop as you saw him walk back into the frame, apologising to his subscribers before returning to his activities. Sighing, you closed your laptop so you could gather your thoughts, you didn’t even feel like watching the livestream anymore because of this information.

The fact that you’ve been getting off to Haruchiyo practically fisting himself was embarrassing, you wanted the ground to just swallow you whole. No one knew about it, yes, but you couldn’t bear the thought of THE Haruchiyo Akashi being able to make you that wet without laying a single finger on you.

It was embarrassing and wrong. You thirsted over someone you didn’t like, someone that had your blood boiling within seconds of being in his presence. Now you weren’t going to look at him the same anymore.

But underneath all that, something deep inside you was joyful that the person you’ve been thirsting for a long time was right under your nose. Haruchiyo was the man you’ve been fantasising about while you were alone in your room—the man who you wanted so bad to fuck you, to have his hands on you and his cock in you.

Waiting for Haruchiyo had you pacing back and forth, time was agonisingly slow and you were somewhat nervous, you didn’t know why but you were.

The time finally came when you heard knocks at your door, you practically lunged off your bed and to the entrance of your dorm which revealed Haruchiyo. You stared up at him, his long rosy hair loosely secured in a low ponytail—which some were sticking to his forehead from sweating, cheeks dusted pink like he had just ran a marathon and the same leather jacket around his shoulders.

“D’ya finally realise your undying love for me, or what?” He chuckled, a smirk plastered on his lips as you stood aside to let the man in.

It was weird.

It was weird to have him inside your dorm fully knowing what he’d been up to just a few hours ago. You couldn’t shake the vivid images burned into your mind, the images of him fisting his cock and the way he fucked the fleshlight last night. If you could punch yourself right now, you would definitely do it.

“No… but what I did find was…” you trailed off and took your phone out, hastily searching for his profile on the website. Haruchiyo raised a pink brow, confusion written all over his pretty face as he watched you tapping on your phone. “This.” You clicked on his profile and shoved your phone to his face, it was your turn to smirk, you couldn’t wait to see him begging not to tell anyone.

Maybe you would tell him to get on his knees and beg—

He was smirking. Why was he smirking? No, no, no, this isn’t supposed to be like this! He’s supposed to be shocked and confused, not smirking. Your smirk fell off your face as Haruchiyo’s eyes darted from the phone and over to you, no trace of shock evident on his features. Not even one. He was clearly unfazed by this.

“Tell me baby, do you watch them?” He was using that tone again. His smirk turned into a saccharine smile as he took a step closer, to which you responded by stepping back and amidst all this, you held each other’s gaze. Not one dared to break eye contact. “I-i…” you mentally facepalmed for stuttering and not finding the right words to respond with.

He tilted his head, raising a brow, “Hmm? I asked you a question.”

You sucked in a sharp breath. Fuck, he was supposed to be at your mercy, not the other way around. Now, he’s got you wrapped around his finger like SANZU did, well, after all, they are the same man.

Closing your eyes, you nodded. Heat spread from your cheeks and up to your ears as embarrassment slowly engulfed your whole body. This was not the outcome you wanted. “Look at my eyes while I’m talking to you.” He stated firmly which caused you to immediately open your eyes and meet his aquamarine gaze once again, something about the way he used his voice made you want to obey him.

You looked into his eyes, studying the intricate turquoise patterns on it—the deep shade of blue that outlined his irises, a slightly different intensity of the colour that you haven’t noticed until now.

Haruchiyo pushed strands of hair behind your ears before resting his palm on your cheek, thumb lightly ghosting over your bottom lip; he looked at your lips like it was his prized possession, like it held more value than his life.

“I really want to kiss you right now…” he whispered, eyes trailing upwards to meet your own. Your breath hitched at the way his touch burned into your skin—the good kind. You blinked up at him, heart pounding against your chest, “What’s stopping you, Haru?” Your voice came out light and airy. 

You didn’t know why you were acting this way. No, you did know why you were acting this way—it’s because Haruchiyo got you all wrapped around his finger, and you let him do it. The urge to fully submit to him and your feelings was slowly making itself known, it was an urge that you had deep down when you first discovered SANZU, and now that he’s here in flesh, there is no stopping you.

All the times you’ve fantasised about him, all the times you’ve thought about having his cock buried inside you, all the times you’ve wanted to be pinned down by him were slowly coming to you, and you didn’t know if you were able to keep up with it—with him.

Haruchiyo cursed under his breath at the nickname. Haru—the nickname he hears on a daily basis either from his friends and siblings. So why did his insides do a somersault when you said it? Why did his knees weaken a little at the name he hears every single day of the week? Fuck, it rolled off your tongue like it was made just for you, and only you.

He gave your bottom lip one last swipe with his thumb before leaning down and placing his lips on yours. Oh fuck, your lips were soft. Haruchiyo was gentle—there was a slight hesitation with the way his lips moved against yours, afraid yet desperate for the way your lips felt against his own, like he was testing the waters. After all, it was the very first kiss you two shared together and he wanted it to be perfect.

Haruchiyo swore he could see sparks fly as the kiss deepened, his knees buckled at the feeling of your soft, pillowy lips against his—his mind was spinning, he’d been waiting for this day ever since he laid eyes on you and oh, how worth it the wait was. His hand on your cheek tightened ever so slightly as he pushed head face closer to yours, he wanted more.

Suddenly, everything felt hot—burning. Your body felt like it was on fire with the way he kissed you with such passion; your hands found its way to the collar of his leather jacket, fingers clenching around the thick fabric, you couldn’t keep up with the way his lips moved with hunger. Groaning against his lips, you slightly pushed him away to catch your breath—swollen pink lips parted as your chest heaved up and down, trying to take as much air in as possible.

He leaned his forehead on yours as he panted, hot breaths mixing with each other’s as you two stood there in silence, trying to process what just happened. “I’ve been waiting for this ever since I met you… fuck, you drive me crazy, you know that?”

You bit your lip at his confession, butterflies forming in your stomach and knees almost buckling at it, “Just shut up and kiss me.” Cupping his face, you sealed the space between the two of you. This time, the kiss was rough, desperate, hungry, and Haruchiyo didn’t hesitate to match the movement of your lips.

You groaned as he bit and tugged at your bottom lip, hands flying up to his rosy hair and gripping the strands like your dear life depended on it. Amongst the messy kisses, the two of you found your way into your bedroom after messily stumbling through your dorm, hands flying up to the wall for support.

Haruchiyo broke the kiss and held your gaze, turquoise eyes hooded and filled with pure lust, “Are you sure you want this?” His index finger and thumb rested on your chin as he waited for your answer. You groaned, “Fuck, Haru, you don’t know how much I’ve fantasised about this… about you.” Haruchiyo sucked in a sharp breath, muttering a low curse before instructing you to strip everything down and sit on the floor to face your body length mirror.

Like the obedient girl you were, you did what he’d told you. Haruchiyo joined you a few seconds later, leather jacket and shirt discarded which left his dark jeans hanging around his thin waist.

He sat behind you, naked chest flushed against your back. Your cheeks heated at the way his eyes trailed every single dip of your body, the way his stare lingered on your chest before trailing down to your wet cunt, earning a small smile from him.

He placed his hands under your knees and spread your legs open, your wet cunt now fully exposed; Haruchiyo tangled his legs with yours, placing his feet at the inside, next to your own so you wouldn’t be able to shut your legs close once he started.

You watched yourself through the mirror, all exposed and at his mercy—his body looming over your figure, almost engulfing you with how broad he was.

“Tell me…” he started off, slender hands rubbing up and down your sides, causing goosebumps to form under his light and feathery touches, “…what do you think about when you watch my videos, hm?” He leans over you, lips dangerously close to your ear.

You let out a whine, resting your head on his shoulder as he starts massaging your breasts with his hands. Alternating between his index finger and thumb pinching at your nipples and squeezing your mounds; you swallowed thickly as you watched your breasts being fondled by Haruchiyo.

“Mhm—ah! I think about—fuck! I think about how good your cock would feel inside me…” you bit your lip at the tingling sensation on your chest, face turning crimson red as his hands worked on you. “Hmm? Naughty girl, aren’t we? Tell me more…” He bit the shell of your ear before placing wet kisses along your jaw and down your neck, earning another whine from you.

His hands snaked its way to your front, stopping at the inside of your thighs and sensually rubbing it. Fuck, he was so close yet so far to where you needed him the most. “Ngh—haah! Shit, Haru! I think of myself as the fleshlight you were—ah! You were fucking last night… Fuck, I wish I was the one you were fucking last night. Could give it to you so much—mhm! So much better than that measly sex toy.”

Haruchiyo pressed his fingers on your wet folds, earning a loud groan from you as he started rubbing them up and down, spreading the wet slick produced by your cunt, “Is that so? Well then, I’ll just have to test it out for myself, huh?” His fingers alternated between rubbing up and down your folds and massaging them in a circle—his ministrations caused you to produce more slick, and you watched as it rolled down onto the floor.

You let out a loud moan as one hand spread out your folds and the other inserted two slender fingers into your cunt. It was just what you expected, his fingers reached way deeper than yours did and it made your toes curl. You bit your lip at the sight in front of you, your legs tangled with one another while Haruchiyo had two fingers stuffed into your wet cunt.

Loud squelches broke the silence as he started mercilessly thrusting his fingers in and out, your juices coating his hands as it trailed down to his wrist, “Aah! Yes… right there, Haru!” You let out a high pitched moan, followed by a string of profanities as you threw your head back against his shoulder; your legs instinctively tried to close around his fingers but Haruchiyo had his legs tangled with yours, so the only option was to sit there and take it—all of it.

Your back arched at the sensation, chest protruding forward which caused Haruchiyo to grab one breast with his free hand and roughly massage it, cupping and tugging at the fat until it was swollen.

“Look at yourself while I’m fucking you with my fingers like this. Look at how you’re falling apart with just two fingers.” His free hand travelled up to your neck, firmly taking hold of it and forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror—to look at how fucked out you were, the way you hair stuck to your sweaty skin, the way your swollen lips parted for moans to escape, the way your face contorted with pleasure, the way your sopping cunt gladly took him in with every thrust of his fingers.

You bit your lip at the sight of you, all fucked out for Haruchiyo; nothing but a whimpering mess from his two fingers. The familiar bubbling in your stomach was slowly making its way up, you were so close.

Your hands flew up to his hand that held your neck in place as he started rubbing his palm against your clit, high pitched whines leaving your parted lips as you cried out his name. “Yeah? You close f’me, baby? Why don’t you be a good girl and cum around my fingers?” He whispered against your ear, goosebumps forming as his hot breath ghosted around your skin.

“Aah! I’m cumming, Haru!” Moaning loudly, your hands gripped his arms like a vice as you came around his fingers, legs trying to close around his hand and muscles becoming taut as pleasure engulfed your whole body. “Yeah, that’s it, princess. Good girl.” He moaned with you, trailing hot kisses down the side of your neck.

In the midst of it all, Haruchiyo whispered praises against your ear as he rubbed your clit to ride out your orgasm, causing your hands to fly down to his own and stop him from moving any more as you were becoming overstimulated.

You watched him as he pulled out his fingers from your cunt and brought it to his mouth, tongue licking a long stripe from his wrist, all the way to the tip of his fingers before inserting them into his mouth, all while holding eye contact with you through the mirror. You bit your lip as Haruchiyo moaned around his fingers, loud wet noises coming from his mouth while he sucked and licked his digits.

He let them go with a loud pop and smirked at you, “Get on the bed for me, baby.”

Haruchiyo helped you stand up from the floor, your legs wobbling a bit as the two of you made your way to your bed. Your head made contact with the pillows as you made yourself comfortable, Haruchiyo trailed after you, crawling up the bed and stopping just at the apex of your legs.

“Are you ready for me, baby?” You frantically nodded your head, your bottom lip trapped against your teeth. Your heart raced with anticipation, fuck, you’ve been waiting for this for such a long time, you couldn’t believe it was finally going to happen. 

He slipped out of his pants and underwear, cock springing free from its tight confines. You stared up at his hard cock in awe—it was so much longer in person. You also noticed the vein that ran on the underside of his cock, the one that you vowed to trace with your tongue, maybe next time.

Haruchiyo spread his pre-cum along his shaft, giving his hard cock a few pumps before hooking his hands on the back of your knees and pressing them against your chest so that your wet cunt was on full display, all for him. You whined as he teased the blunt tip of his cock up and down your wet folds, “Impatient, are we?” He chuckled before slowly pushing the tip in.

He hissed at the way you tightly hugged the head of his cock, one hand resting on your bent knee, trying to push down the feeling of wanting to cum right then and there, “Fuck! I always knew this pussy was going to be so tight for me.” Haruchiyo groaned as he pushed his cock further into you, eyes almost rolling back at how your tight, hot cunt sucked him in.

You bit your lip at the way his cock felt inside you, you felt so full and yet he wasn’t even all the way in, “Mhm! Haruuu, you feel so good..” Haruchiyo could only let out a breathy laugh at that, still trying his best not to cum—he grabbed the base of his cock, squeezing hard until the urge to cum slowly dissipated.

With this, he fully thrust himself into your sopping cunt, loudly moaning at how you clenched around him. He stayed sheathed inside you for a few seconds, hands resting on either of your knees and trying to catch his breath—his eyes were glued shut because he knew if he were to open them right this very moment, the urge to cum would come back in an instant.

You wiggled your hips impatiently and whined, trying to chase some kind of friction, “Haru, please move. I can take you.” Haruchiyo cursed under his breath, “Baby, don’t say things you don’t mean. You’ll be begging for mercy later.” He chuckled, before pulling out and slamming back in, earning a loud moan from you.

Your hands flew to the pillows underneath your head as Haruchiyo began thrusting at a fast pace, wet noises and skin slapping could be heart—he hooked his hands behind your knees and pressed them further into your chest, using it as leverage to thrust deeper into you.

He smirked at your state, you were nothing but a moaning mess, all fucked out for his cock that you badly craved. “Haah! Where’s all the snarky remarks now, huh? Shit! You say you don’t like me but look at you, such a slut for my dick—ngh!” You couldn’t even reply to any of his comments, not while he was dicking you down this good—the only things slipping past your lips were your desperate attempts of moaning Haruchiyo’s name out.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Haru! Fuck..” your hands clenched around the pillows beneath your head as he thrusted harder which caused his heavy balls to violently slap against your ass, his low ponytail swinging with every thrust.

“That’s right, let everyone know who’s making you feel this good! Mhm, you are definitely much better than that measly fleshlight.” Haruchiyo threw his head back, letting out a deep groan coming from his chest. He would always fantasise about how tight you would feel around him, and you definitely didn’t disappoint.

With the way his blunt tip was repeatedly abusing your cervix, you could feel another orgasm creeping, “Fuck! I’m almost there—aah!” You shut your eyes closed and clenched around him one last time before cumming around his cock as the coil in your stomach finally snapped.

You let out a loud cry of his name, face contorting with pleasure and legs shaking against your chest as you creamed his cock, “Ah, yeah, that’s it baby…” He groaned, trying his best to thrust in and out with how tight you were clenching around him. Fuck, you looked so hot.

“Sit up f’me baby… take my cum.” You did as you were told, the ache between your legs still shooting sharp pleasure up your spine as Haruchiyo quickly pulled out and started desperately fisting his cock. He moaned at the sight of you, mouth open and ready to take his cum—that was enough for him to completely let go and let pleasure take over him.

Haruchiyo threw his head back, a loud shameless whine escaping his lips, hips rutting against his fist as he came—hot cum spurting all over your face and chest. He rubbed his cock up and down, milking out every last drop as he aimed for your open mouth.

“Good girl…” he panted, one hand resting on your cheek as you swallowed his cum.

The two of you laid down next to each other, staring up at the ceiling while trying to catch your breaths, “…Did you really mean what you said earlier? How you’ve been waiting to kiss me since we first met?” You croaked, turning your head over to the rosy haired man. He snorted, “Yes, I thought it was obvious?” He met your gaze, a small smile making its way to his lips.

Your brows knitted together, “No? I literally hated your guts.”

Haruchiyo sat up at this information, shock evident on his pretty face, “Wait. You hated me for real?” You nodded. He let out an obnoxious laugh, the one you’ve always hated but this time there wasn’t any hint of annoyance in your body, “I thought that was your way of flirting! That’s why I added fuel to the fire, god, I didn’t know you actually hated me.” He buried his face in his hands, embarrassment slowly swallowing him.

Now, you understood why Keisuke said it was just a whole misunderstanding between the two of you. It was a one-sided hatred.

“Oh my goodness, I don’t even know if you like me back— God, I’m such an idiot!” He mumbled against his palms, ears visibly turning red.

“I don’t… hate you. And I never said anything about not liking you back… it’s just that I really have a hard time understanding my emotions, so I resort to projecting anger at the wrong people.” You sat up, now feeling bad for him as you replayed the past with him—all the meaningless arguing.

Haruchiyo removed his hands from his face, “Is this your way of finally confessing your undying love for me?” Normally, you would’ve rolled your eyes with annoyance but this time, you did so with playfulness.

Everything suddenly dissipated, the pent up annoyance and anger, this time, you were actually willing to understand your emotions, for the sake of your future friendships—for the sake of Haruchiyo, because for him, you were willing to face your uncharted emotions and feelings.

And all those daggers and glares that you’ve been giving him for the past few months were suddenly replaced with Cupid’s arrow and heart eyes.

Maybe Haruchiyo Akashi wasn’t too bad at all.

© mitsuyeaah

[hunn1e-bunn1e]

Sanzu Haruchiyou - "Watermelon Sugar High!"

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In which Bonten's number two tries a new drug that makes him feel like a kid again, but he just can't seem to get the same high he got that one time. Or; In which Sanzu Haruchiyo finds that popping pills and chasing them down with those watermelon bonbons you gave him have him feeling like he's on cloud nine, or maybe it was because you were there with him... Whoever you were... What was he talking about again?

Warnings -> Sanzu is high, the word 'druggie' is mentioned

                                                                                                   

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"Mmmmmn...."

He hummed; his head lolling to the side as it rested limply against the soft, cushioned back of the booth seat he was slumped over in.

He was intoxicated from what you could tell; the dilated pupils and head empty staring at the ceiling gave it away. At first, you thought he was drunk, but even after walking past him a couple of times, you couldn't smell even a hint of alcohol.

It had been a few hours since he came in, about an hour before closing, and he didn't seem to be in any state to be able to leave. He had ordered two boxes of dorayaki but nothing else. They must've been for a party or something since he didn't make any move to open the boxes, other than to presumably check the quality.

You felt kind of bad for him since he hadn't eaten any of the dorayaki he ordered and gave him some of the extra watermelon bonbons you made earlier today. He gave you a kind of confused-offendedish type of look before staring down at the little bowl of round, pink candies for a while. You walked away before you could see him eat them.

You've finally left the storage room and you can see that the bowl you left with pink haired man is empty. The only evidence of the bonbons being there was the last one that was pinched between his fingers.

You cringed as you heard him crunching on another one that was in his mouth and walked over to his booth.

"Hello again Sir; I'm glad you like those but you shouldn't chew them, they'll damage your teeth. They're supposed to be sucked on instead."

You tell him worriedly, resting one of your hands over the one that had the sweet.

He suddenly gave you the most guilty and heartbroken look you have ever seen. His blown-out, blue eyes trailed from you to the empty bowl as tears gathered on his lower lashes.

"Are ya mad at me? M' ssshorry... I didn't mean to... they were juss ssho tasty, I couldn't resissht..."

He whimpers as he lays his forehead on the cold booth table; bright pink lochs sprawling about the polished cherry wood.

You never knew a grown man could act so adorably before now. But that's beside the point; you've gone and made him cry! He looks so broken up about this too! You have to make him stop crying; it's breaking your heart!

"Hey, it's okay. I'm not mad at you, Sir. I'm just worried for your health, that's all. How about I get you some more candy and call someone to take you home? Is that okay?"

You ask him sweetly as you gently rub and pat his back to try and console him.

He lifts his head about an inch or two of the tabletop and turns his tearful, half-lidded gaze toward you. He sniffles a bit and brings a hand up to wipe away his tears.

"Yessh pleasse... wanna go hooome"

He slurs as his hands fumble with his clothes in search of his phone.

You leave him to find it as you go back into the storage room to grab him his promised candies; this time in a small takeaway container instead of a bowl.

Coming back with his sweets, you're greeted by two other people standing at his booth talking with him. You walk over to him and put the takeaway container on the table in front of him. The two purple-haired men look over to you in what looks like confusion but you only acknowledge them with a nod.

"I've got your bonbons, Sir. Do you know these two gentlemen? Are they here to take you home? If not I can call you a ride or take you home myself."

You ask him cautiously; eyeing the two men standing next to you every so often with suspicious looks.

"Don' worry! I know 'em from work; you don' hafta do more stuff f'me..... Ah! Wait! I never asked yer name! 'm Sanzu by the way!"

He stands up and turns to you with a wide, dazzling smile as he introduces himself just as childishly as he'd been acting all this time.

One of the two purple-haired men, the one with a jellyfish-looking hairdo, kissed their teeth at him; sending an annoyed glare his way.

"Don't just give your name to random people, you druggie idiot!"

They gripped; pinching the bridge of their nose.

The other man gives you an apologetic smile as they lead both the long-haired man and Sanzu to the exit. You can still see Sanzu energetically waving over his shoulder though, looking like he's trying to fight his way back to you.

"Bye-bye! Thank ya fer the candy!"

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I have a headcannon that Sanzu is just a big ol' sweet baby boy when he's high on certain drugs. You can't tell me otherwise; you'll have to pry this reality from my cold dead hands. Anyway, this is a product of that headcannon because I needed to write about my hubby today.

— Benny 🐰

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[twilightakiishi]

Venus!! I heard you've been watching wind breaker so I want to hear your opinions! What do you think of it so far? Who are you fav characters? Do you think you'll read the manga? 🎤

HI so i’ve only watched three episodes bc crunchy’s got the rest behind a paywall 😭😭 BUT OMFG it’s so gorg i love the art style!! i like when an anime art style is flexible enough to where the characters have facial variety and don’t just look like the same character copy pasted a million times with different hair lol yknow what i mean. i think it’s rly fun how much you can see certain character’s teeth when they smile (togame 👀)

and it’s so funny and silly it genuinely made me laugh quite a few times and i know that fades away as animes go on…but it hooks me. i love to laugh. sakura is so funny 😭 i love the plot too like omg how cool a little gang school! i love the graffiti all over the place!

as for characters i literally started watching for kiryu….like how i started reading tr for sanzu…the pink hair just gets to me. but sakura is so cool like actually i’m so excited to see him fight more. and fucking HAYATO SUO look i saw him and i was like ugh he’s cute but i don’t wanna like him BUT I CANT HELP IT HES SO FUNNY N CUTE I LOVE HIS PERSONALITY HE HAS CAPTIVATED ME. RRRAHHHH

yes i think i will read the manga. cool art style n cool plot n very drawable characters…i must read methinks.

[chronic-claire-universe]

Tokyo Revengers: Daddy Promise?

Hey pretty babies how are you? It’s been so long since I wrote something on this blog wish I was more active, anyway I was really busy with my graduation and my first moves into my new work. Now that I’m free, I’m feeling calmer and thanks to a rewatch yakuza uncles who stay with their boss daughter’s I found new inspiration for tokyo revengers dads! Hope you’ll enjoy 💜

Characthers: Ran Haitani, Haruchiyo Sanzu, Nahoya Kawata

Warnings: Tiny Angst, Pregnant Reader (For Nahoya), Cute Kids!

In between the things Ran promised himself when becoming a father there was trying to give his daughter all of himself, growing alone with Rindou meant a life of loneliness and that’s what he didn’t want for Ren. “Somehing wrong water lily?” Ran says crossing his legs and looking at his daughter who stares at the flowers in the garden, avoiding the look of her father, “No daddy” she says trying to be normal, truly Ran did come back really late these days because of work, and being absent for your work too, your 3 years old daughter felt really alone, but Ran was making up for it, that’s what he thought. After a dinner based on Ren favourite dish, she was ready to be tucked to bed and Ran smiled seeing her already waiting for him, “Someone is eager to meet the bunnies in her dream right?” he says pinching her nose making her giggle, but a sudden pouth appears on her cute face and Ran can’t help but frown, “Water lily, wanna talk now please? Daddy doesn’t like a pout on your face” he says worried that something or someone made her sad, “Daddy why you and mommy work so much?” she says sincerely waiting for a reply from her father, liliac eyes stare at the same pare and Ran sighs, “Mmm sometimes princess it’s difficult to be home on time, but you know that me and mama think of you every second you aren’t with us?”, the blonde girl gasps and says “Really”, nodding Ran caress her curly hair and she can’t help but smile at the gesture, “But you know what we are going to do this weekend?” he says with a smile, “What daddy? Tell me! Tell me!” a soft laugh from the Bonten executive  “Ren, Mommy and Daddy are going to the summer festival and we eat a lot of apple candies!” you say kissing your husband’cheek and then your daughter round ones “I’m home” you greet and your daughter reply with a grin “Daddy promise?” “Anything for my water lily”

A crush and pum were heard from the hallway and Haruchiyo Sanzu wakes up from his afternoon nap, “What the fu-! AYAME, MIKO!” the pink man shout before running upstair and seeing blood, “Wha-what happened!?” he says looking at his daughters, blue eyed girls stares at their father while crying and trying to let the blood disappear from Miko’s arm “Daddyyyy” she bowls tears from her eyes and Haruchiyo inspecting sees a lot of broken glass and immediately digit Bonten’s doctor number.

A bandage wrapped the blonde girl’s arm and she can’t help but pout, Haruchiyo sighing tries to let the anger calm down and looking at his eldest daughter he asks “Ayame you better speak before everything turns worse, your sister could get even more hurt you know?”, Ayame nods and making her way to your bedroom she show him a photo frame broken, a photo from your youngest years with Haruchiyo and he sighs, “How did this happen?” he says while taking the broken pieces and looking at the photo with a nostalgic smile, “I wanted to show Miko how you looked when you were younger but I couldn’t reach properly..” she says with a pout, “You could have asked me you know that?” Haruchiyo says slight bothered from the situation, but before he can continue scolding his daugthers Miko says “But daddy never want to talk about it” she says hiding behind his sister, “Is that so? Then after we clean everything in here I tell you how your mama fell in love with me” a smirk appears on his face and wide smiles appears on the girls who pat their father thigs asking to be held up, “Daddy promise?” they say in unison making Haruchiyo howl in happiness finally aware of the struggle of being a reliable father.

“Daddy play with us!” the twins ask in unison while looking at their father who’s helping you through the morning sickness, “I’m sorry buds, Mama isn’t feeling good and I have to stay with her” he says before helping you stand up and wash your mouth. Nahoya is a fantastic father, always ready to spend time with his twin sons, play with them, bring them to the restaurant and you can’t help but feel guilty, taking away his bonding time from them, “I’m sorry Nahoya..” you say while laying down the bed drinking a glass of water, “Don’t feel sorry, they understand, it’s for their little sibling” he says while caressing your baby bump and wiping the fresh tears streaming from your eyes. The boys hear everything out of your room and they suddenly start to cry, “Why mama does she need to feel sick? Why does she want that baby, aren’t we enough?” Akiro the youngest twin say, “You know that’s bad what you said buddy” Nahoya says while ruffling his son’s hair and smile at their pout. “If mommy didn’t want this baby none of you would be here you know that?” the boys wonder in surprise, “Don’t you want a little sibling to play with?” he says with a grin taking them to the kitchen, “Only if it’s a boy” Arashi the older one adds, “I don’t mind a girl too” Akiro says feeling excited from the idea to be the strongest knight for his little sister. Nahoya laugh loudly and holding both of them in his arms he says “Let’s prepare mochi for your mother, and I promise even when the little one will arrive we will spend time all together” the boys look at themselves and taking out their little fingers they say “Pinky promise daddy?”

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[kshira]

I see requests are open so I am here to humbly ask.

How would Sanzu, Ran, Rindou, Draken and whoever else you want (I picked some of your favs anyway😘) react to walking in on you getting all dressed up in some nice lingerie for a date night?

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LINGERIE

ft. sanzu, ran, rindou, draken

tw. fem!reader, cursing, praise, dirty talk, f!oral, dry humping, dom!w/sub!reader

an. ahh! my most precious love! heh, i’m glad you requested this, it was hawt. i love you!! i hope you like <3

❁ SANZU

sanzu halts right in the doorway of your shared bedroom, intently boring his indigo opals at you—watching you snap the final piece of your lingerie. sanzu wished he could of snuck in earlier—maybe then he wouldn’t be so quick to his feet bursting through the door and crowding you on the bed. “is this my treat for later?” he mumbles, greedy fingers gripping and palming at your flesh, squeezing wherever it’s possible and licking what he can’t touch fast enough. sanzu is pretty hungry, the dinner reservations were an hour ago—but he’s getting his stomach full now, just in another way. “haru” your voice bleeds through the air, sanzu dips up from between your legs, “what is it pretty girl? just wanna taste you,” sanzu throbs when he notices the lacey pink snug tight on your tits, bouncing to the rhythm of his fingers sinking into your hole. he keeps the fabric panties wrapped around his wrist while he runs his tongue through your folds. he can’t get enough, something about the way your body is neatly wrapped for him—and the color, how it matches his hair is truly the cherry on top. sanzu nails dig into the plush of your thighs, a hiss fluttering from his lips when your back arches to the subtle flick of his tongue on your puffy clit. “why would i wanna go to dinner when i have this?” sanzu moans through your cunt, pumping his fingers and curling against your gummy walls. he feels how close you are, slick drenching his two thick digits but he wants to prolong the inevitable, watch your body with the sheer fabrics come undone for him over and over, “this is all mine and i wanna take my fuckin’ time” sanzu murmurs, tongue replacing his fingers and tasting your juices coat his tongue.

❁ RAN

ran is gripping his tie and finishing the final touches of his pressed suit, waltzing into the room for you when he stops. “oh shit” he groans, noticing the frilly baby doll lace match the same color as his eyes, “for me?” he questions, stepping closer and hooking a finger on the lace snapping it “you really shouldn’t have.” he means those words—you really shouldn’t have as he uses the strings for leverage, gripping them harder while his hips snap against your ass. reeling back his stiff cock just to watch your body quiver under him, firm hand on your ass, gripping the flesh “gonna make a mess all over my new suit princess” ran sneers, one hand smoothing on your skin till it reaches the curve of your hips, fingers burning through the skin whilst he uses the other to toy with the lingerie. you curse under your breath with every heavy harsh coated thrust, whimpering when ran traces a finger down between your legs to circle your puffy clit. he’s completely clothed compared to your half naked body, lazy grin sewing on his face when he flickers his eyes down to the wet spot on his pants, slick smearing your thighs and ran’s cock twitches harder. “hope you’re not hungry pretty girl, wanna cum all over this pretty lace” ran groans, snapping his hips with violet eyes matching your lace heating up at the sight.

❁ RINDOU

“all mine” rindou reminds you, your body splayed out on the bed, flimsy material adorned on your body and he rakes his eyes over your body once more before settling between your legs, fingers like a vice grip on your thighs to spread you apart. “so fuckin’ good for me” rindou groans, one roll of his hips and he’s already pounding into your weeping cunt, elbows coming down beside your head and his lips crashing against your own. one look of your body dressed in tight lace, see through and he’s all over you. fumbling to free his cock with one hand while grubby fingers toy with the fabric, snapping his hips whilst the other traces across the clothing. rindou really likes how pretty you dress for him but as his cock buries itself further in your hole—it’s getting in the way. he’s caught up in his pleasure, heat running through his gut and he wants more of you. tight grip and the fabric crumbles under his hands, shredding and tossing it aside, grabbing your legs and pinning them to your chest so he can freely ram his cock against your gummy spots. you whine—for him but also the pretty lingerie now ripped to shreds. “i can always buy you more angel” rindou whimpers, his sensitive cockhead throbbing for release, “but m’not sure it’s gonna last when you look this fuckin’ good.”

❁ DRAKEN

“oh god” draken murmurs, hiding his prominent blush tinting his cheeks, crashing his face in his hands while you step over to him. your thigh highs with ribbons meeting the skin, rosey ribbons embellish over the lace hugging tightly to the curves on your body. draken doesn’t know where to place his hands when you crawl on his lap, straddling his body while he falls down on the bed. “ken look at me” you coo, peeling his hands away, “we’re going to be late” he huffs, you smile before dipping your face down to his neck, softly brushing your lips on his delicate neck. “don’t you wanna do something before?” you nibble the skin lightly, and draken bucks upwards, “always want you” he moans, cock now throbbing in his pants. you rub your clothed cunt across his growing bulge, mewling at the way his jeans are dragging on your puffy clit. “s-shit princess” draken grips your hips, rocking you harder on him while you suck harsher on his neck pulling darker shades to the surface. “you’re so wet, feel the mess already” draken rolls your hips, the stimulation dragging heavy on your cunt and you can already feel the heat in your stomach pooling over. “let go angel, m’here” draken shifts his body so his clothed cock grazes your bundle of nerves and you’re falling over, gripping his larger forearm and legs shaking above him as you gush over the lace. “that’s my good girl, let’s do that on my cock now, yeah?” draken jerks down your lace, the dinner you planned long lost in his mind when all he thinks about it pounding your cunt.

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[nymphiria]

BURNOUT

»— drug dealer!sanzu haruchiyo

— cw: college au, extreme drug use, car sex, reader buys from sanzu, blowjobs, mean sanzu, backshots, gross cum, some breeding

ᥫ᭡ - birthday present for the lovely @p-antomime ! happy birthday kiki!

- MINORS DNI

you didn’t wanna buy from sanzu. judging from the stories about him from your friends, he was expensive, impatient, and rude. unfortunately, your old dealer dropped out and moved back home with his parents. your only option was to hunt down the pink haired boy and fork over your cash for the good stuff.

luckily for you, sanzu is always in the same place as usual. he stays in his dorm all day long and gets sky high. pills, weed — he has it all. you’ve even heard that he keeps tiny bags of white powder in a hollowed out biology textbook on his shelf. he was definitely the real deal, not some regular dealer. that’s why you were so hesitant to buy from him, but you needed your fix so choices had to be made.

after softly rapping on the door, you heard groaning and a gargled “what??”. sanzu opened the door and you were met with dark circles, red eyes, and messy pink hair. he looked down at you sleepily and slurred “what you here for?”. you knew he was an addict, but at 11 am? seriously?

��i’m here t-to buy from you,” you stuttered out.

you felt a chill run down your spine — cold and threatening. it wasn’t the situation and it wasn’t the withdrawal. no. it was the wolffish grin that he had plastered on his face as he stared you down. he looked at you like a predator did it’s prey.

“since i’ve never seen you before, i’m assuming you bought from tetsuya. that means you definitely can’t afford the shit i got,” he smirked. you felt the chill again.

“that’s fine, baby. we can work something out.”

sanzu’s shit was amazing. it was much more high quality than anything your last dealer sold you. that’s definitely the reason why it cost so much. of course you couldn’t afford it — sanzu was right about that. but being the oh-so generous man he is, he took pity on you and allowed you to pay him in other ways. unfortunately, this caused a never-ending cycle for both you and him.

the cycle of give and take.

in exchange for any of his supply that you desired, you had to be at his beck and call anytime of the day. were you in a lecture? too bad. he was texting you to come out to his car and suck him off. he even makes you swallow when he cums down your throat. of course it tastes disgusting, his diet consists of heroin and monster energy drinks. it tastes like battery acid, but you had to swallow every drop to get what you needed from him.

sometimes, he’d invite you to his dorm to “hang out”. bullshit. it only took 20 minutes of you being there before he was bending you over the shitty dorm bed and taking you raw. during sex, he was usually high out of his mind so it was a lot harder to get him to control himself. you’d have to beg him not to cum in you after he threatened to fill you to the brim. fortunately, he always pulled out just in time to paint your back with pearly white ropes.

he was mean. always teasing you and calling you mean names. sanzu would pull your hair and pinch your cheeks just to see your face scrunch up. he even put you in his phone as “filthy cockslut” just to be even more horrible. what an asshole. who the hell is mean just for the fun of it? i’ll tell you who. sanzu haru-motherfucking-chiyo.

as much as you wanted to, you couldn’t pull away from him. you needed him just as much as he needed you. he had you hooked and addicted to him — probably more than the drugs. you only realize this when he’s popping heart shaped tablets onto your tongue and telling you to relax.

judging by the look in his eyes, he knew this way before you even had a clue.

[starjaeyun]

MISSION !

— after sanzu's wife and daughter gets kidnapped by Bonten's rival organization, sanzu had no choice but to charge in without a plan

includes! sanzu haruchiyo x f! reader, your daughter mei

warnings! guns, kidnapping, death (not reader, mei or any bonten members), death threat, violence, blood

note! someone requested sanzu w/ a kid and a bit angsty but w/ a fluffy ending but when i added that post to my drafts it just...disappeared :(

the pink haired man happily skipped through the halls excited to go home and spend time with his wife and daughter, it's his day off tomorrow which meant he gets to spend an entire day with the two most important women in his life

but just as he was about to leave the front doors, Takeomi called out for him asking him to come back to the meeting room as something urgent occurred so suddenly

knowing he couldn't say no, groan left his lips and walked back to the meeting room grumpily

"Boss? what happened?" everyone could see how irritated Sanzu is just with the tone he used

Mikey lets out a sigh "I know you're on a day off tomorrow however you won't be able to spend time with your wife and daughter unless we rescue them" a groan escaped Sanzu's lips again

"What else could be more important boss?! I've been waiting for this day off of mine for weeks! I badly wanna spend time with my girls! I barely see my daughter despite living under the same roof! I get that we need to rescue someone but do I really need to be in there?!" Sanzu asked frustratingly as the other executives look at him with pity filled eyes

Mikey shakes his head, a frown forming on his lips "apparently it's Y/n and Mei that got kidnapped, I had just gotten a video from another organization and Y/n was tied up along with Mei. they threated to kill them if we didn't bring the amount they want so we need to get there as soon as possible"

"WHAT?!" Sanzu took a gun and extra bullets and was about to walk out of the meeting room but Kokonoi stopped him

"We can't go without a plan-"

"FUCK THE PLAN I'M SAVING MY GIRLS, I DON'T HAVE TIME TO COME UP WITH SOME SHIT! I DON'T CARE IF THIS GETS ME CAUGHT OR WHATEVER WHAT'S IMPORTANT IS I GET MY GIRLS BACK SAFE AND SOUND!"

and with that he stormed out of the meeting room to get a few men to follow him

"honestly if I find out that the people I love are kidnapped I would be doing the same so I understand his frustration" Ran says calmly while he and the other executives eyed the door

Mikey sighed, a small chuckle leaving his lips making everyone look at him confused "ever since we were young, Sanzu would go insane whenever he finds out that Y/n is in such situation then go out without a plan to rescue her. seems that he never changed"

"just like old times...we'll go rescue y/n" Mikey smirks "LET'S BEAT THIS ORGANIZATION AND RESCUE Y/N!" he screams while the executives yelled a 'yeah'

when they got to their destination they saw the guards down with a bullet on each of their heads

"seems that he got some men with him" Takeomi mumbles, throwing his cig on the floor and stepping on it

Mikey turns to them "split up in pairs, look for sanzu, y/n and mei" he says

"boss without Sanzu you don't have a partner" Kokonoi states, Mikey nodded "I know but that's least of my concern right now"

Kokonoi nodded and walked with Kakucho

after sticking a few bullets into the heads of some people they saw y/n and mei locked up in the office of the organization's leader

just as Ran was about to walk in Kokonoi and Kakucho spotted them and stopped them from entering the office

"what?!" Ran asked "don't you think it's a bit suspicious how they'll lock mei and y/n up in the office where most victims are held captive in?there has got to be some trap in here" he whispers and Rindou nodded in agreement

they turned to y/n and saw her nodding subtly and moving her eyes towards the side as if she were signalling something

with the tape in her mouth and her hands and legs tied up it was much harder to signal stuff but she hoped that they at least understood what she were trying to say

confused, Kakucho pointed his gun towards the side where y/n was moving her eyes to but he quickly lowered it down when y/n vigorously shook her head

"Mei must be near there or the bullet could bounce somewhere where Mei is" Rindou mumbles "bounce? how would a bullet bounce? that's a wall. it'll just pierce through there" Ran says confused

"if you look closely...you'll notice the wall's metal and jewelry patterned design. if the bullet hits there, y/n or Mei could be shot" Rindou explains

"so that means...Mei is under the desk or chair" Kakucho adds

the four looked at each other and when they were once again about to step in, Y/n shook her head but they didn't listen

the organization's leader stood up from his hiding spot, carrying a sleeping Mei with a gun pointed on her head

"she'll never wake up from her nap time again if any one of you move"

but just as those words left his lips a bullet came piercing through his skull

the executives turned to see an all bloodied Sanzu standing in the door with a gun in hand

"you all did great" Mikey says on their way back to Bonten's hideout

Sanzu hugs y/n and Mei, apologizing for putting them on such situation and asking if Mei saw something kids her age shouldn't see, hell she shouldn't even be in such situation

"no, she fell asleep. 'm sorry for not being able to protect myself and Mei" y/n says, leaning her head into Sanzu's chest

Mikey shakes his head "like you mentioned awhile ago, you and Mei were sleeping. besides you've been taking care of Mei, I could imagine your exhaustion"

y/n smiles and nodded "thanks 'jiro"

"your signals were so hard to understand, I hope the next time this happens they don't tie your hands and legs" Ran says, stretching his arms and legs

"oooorrr it won't happen again!" Sanzu states

they all laughed and nodded in agreement

"dad...where are we?" a completely clueless Mei who just woke up from her nap asks when she recognized her dad's suit

"we're going to disneyland sweetheart" he says making the others look at him confused, Mei tilts her head and pointed at Sanzu's bloodied suit, although the blood was dried it was still visible "but you have ketchup all over yourself..why?"

the executives exchanged looks "well- your dad and mom cooked with us but we accidentally got splattered with ketchup by your mom, she pranked us again" Takeomi explains

"NO FAIR YOU GUYS COOKED WITHOUT ME!" she exclaims and puffed her cheeks out while everyone in the car laughed

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[ewitsren]

hiiiii can i request heated arguments with sanzu thanks 😌

"i'm feeling so good right now." | # haruchiyo sanzu

pairings: bonten era!sanzu x reader

synopsis: sanzu and the reader argue bc he's high again

cw/tws ⚠️: angsty(?), drugs, a lot of cussing, slight nsfw, probably bad grammar </3

requested: yes

barrista's note ☕: i hope i got this right :( i mean i'm not sure if you meant nsfw content or a bad fight by 'heated' so i really hope i got it right omg i'm so stressed rn akshjshd

sanzu had to take something to keep going, anything could work for him; LSD, xanax, MDMA, anexsia, ecstasy; didn't matter. he needed it, sanzu had too much in his head. too much bad shit, too much fucked up shit so he'd sit down and get high, swallowing the euphoric pills waiting for him on the table nonstop, until his mind muddled up; until his fingertips got numb, until he lost the ability to seperate his world from reality.

sanzu was sitting on the couch with head fallen back, his pink hair all messy. you sat next to him, crossing your legs before throwing your head back to face him.

" 'chiyo."

sanzu's eyelids slowly opened up; his blue eyes had become reddish, pupils had gotten bigger under the effect of the drugs he's been taking. sanzu slowly lifted his head as he locked his eyes into yours, his fingers started tracing up your arm.

"hey, kitten." he grinned. "wanna play? i feel so good right now."

"for fuck's sake haru!" you pushed him and got up, paced the room up and down. "what the fuck did you take this time?"

sanzu shrugged, he couldn't care less at that time. everything was bright and unreal for him, nothing except the fact that he needed even more mattered. "dunno. think i mixed 'em."

"you said you would stop." your hands aggressively messed your hair as you stood in front of him and tried to catch a hint that said he at least tried.

sanzu sighed, stood up and placed his hands on your waist.

"i tried, doll. 'kay? it's no use, i can't quit. just fucking stop buggin' me already." his voice sounded sorta raspy, his breathing was heavy.

"stop fucking lying to me, sanzu." you felt the sudden anger climbing up from your throat, he promised he would try.

"what the fuck 'ya want me to do, hm?" sanzu raised his voice. "you're fucked up enough to date me but you can't put up with drugs? what kinda bullshit is this?"

"i come home and you're always fucking high, your head's higher than fucking god sanzu! why do you have to be like this? at the club? high. but with your friends. at home? again, high. alone this time. it's always the same shit! you said you'd quit thousand fucking times."

sanzu ran his fingers through his hair and rubbed his nape before letting out an annoyed chuckle.

"what is this? your only problem is fucking drugs? me being high all the time? jesus, i kill at least 5 men every week and you're upset over some fucking drugs? 'ya kiddin' right?"

"i don't care about your total kill score over a week haru, i accepted you the way you are. i don't care about bonten's dirty shit and your phsychopatic mindset. i barely see you, you're always on mikey's ass like a duck following it's mother. no, shut your fucking mouth, i'm talking. i'm used to this but you're always high when you're not with mikey. you just sit on this fucking couch with your high ass and all we do together is to fuck, i miss you."

"you knew what you signed up for, so stop crying; 'kay? if you're that sick of this, just fuck off. i don't care."

you collapsed on the couch with tears in your eyes as sanzu cracked the window to get some air.

he sat next to you, you sniffed as sanzu's fingers climbed up to your neck from your neck.

"c'mon, let's make up? 'm sorry, 'kay? let me make it up to you." sanzu whispered as he pressed his lips against your neck, kisses turning into bites while his hands stroking your back.

"don't cry, i'll make you feel good." his lips started tracing down your whole body as your fingers got tangled in his hair.

"forgive me princess, 'kay?"

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[angstama]

god knows you tried | manjiro (mikey) sano

pairing: bonten!mikey x reader 

genre: angst

warnings: heartbreak, attempt suicide(?), original characters/manga plot (pls do not read if you haven’t read the manga D: ), mentions of religion, implied sex (no smut ok!)

summary: god knows you tried your best. if only mikey knew how hard you’re trying too then perhaps this love wouldn’t hurt as much as you thought. 

 words: 1823 words 

 a/n: i think this sucks but... i hope you enjoy it! <3

god knows you tried.

you watched the ex-toman boys eagerly catching up with takemichi quietly, hands resting against your chin as you took in the rare sight in front of you with a sad smile etched on your lips. this was the happy ending that mikey had sacrificed for everyone but himself. 

“a penny for your thoughts?” mitsuya asks, plopping down next you on to the stone steps. that’s right, it’s june 19th 2018, toman’s formation day anniversary and everyone had gathered around to re-open the time capsule from twelve years ago. “hm? nothing much. just missing a particular someone.” you hummed, dragging your fingers across the ground to draw a heart. mitsuya nods understandingly, knowing not to pry any deeper anymore and for that, you’re thankful. 

crouching down, you hesitantly picked up the the blue coloured envelope you left behind twelve years ago. unsure if you’d wanna read the contents of the letter your naive self written back then. with a deep breath, you slipped open the cover. revealing a photo of candid photo of you and mikey leaning on each other asleep with your mouths wide open taken by emma. 

dearest y/n, 

i wonder what you’re doing right now? 

are you perhaps finally studying in film? 

has that idiot manjiro finally proposed to you?

 or are you the one who proposed to him? 

“y/n, you’ll be with me for a long time right?” mikey asked, staring at the very sky that you both loved oh so very much with your hands intertwined. having grown up with each other since young had pretty much given you both the illusion that the two of you will always be a part of each other’s world. and you hoped with every inch of your heart that mikey wants it to be that way forever. “of course. you’re my heaven and home mikey. i wouldn’t go anywhere else without you by my side.” you squeezed his hand in assurance, knowing that at this very moment, mikey was at his most truthful and vulnerable self with you. 

whatever it is, i hope that you’re living the happy life with him that you’ve been dreaming of. 

signing off, 

toman’s honorary member, y/n l/n. 

everyone was silent. even hakkai who had been making fun of everyone’s letter kept quiet. the boys knew how much you loved and you still love mikey. each opting to give you the concerned and sympathetic look. you could feel you heart breaking even more for you knew you weren’t doing anything that you had hoped for back then. 

you felt mitsuya’s comforting hand softly grabbing onto yours. “well that’s depressing,” you chuckled softly, wanting to get rid of the awkward tension in the air as soon as possible. “let’s grab some ramen, i’m starving.” and with that, you let your feet drag you away from the heavy atmosphere with your head hung low. 

perhaps the hurt wouldn't be as painful if you weren’t the only one who knew what kind of path mikey had chosen to go down. you see, when mikey turned his back against all his closest friend, you had the privilege of staying as his only constant thanks to your stubborn nature but even with that, you weren’t enough to keep him away from his dark impulses. mikey chose the path to destruction and the only thing that you could do was watch from the sidelines and be there when he shows up at wee hours of the night to borrow your body. but you didn't mind. it was during these most intimate moments with mikey that you finally get to feel a piece of him again when he spews the words of “i love you” so effortlessly. 

god knows that you tried. 

“mikey those aren’t good for you.” you frowned, snatching the capsule away from his hand seconds before he could flush it down his system. “what the fuck y/n?” the angered male snaps. you felt yourself falling and back colliding against the hard ground. opening your eyes, you see mikey pining you down with nothing but void darkness in his eyes. “i’ll fucking kill you if you do it again.” mikey taunts, he was serious and you know it. 

“then kill me mikey.” the words slipped out of your tongue instantly. you were tired. tired of trying. you don't know what else can you possibly do to help mikey anymore. mikey says nothing but got off you. he dusted himself and without sparing you single glance, he showed you his back again, walking out of the door where sanzu was already holding open for him. “get her home.” you heard him say. 

it’s been a week since you guys opened the time capsule. nothing much had happened since then except you’ve been spending more time with hina considering how she’s often over to mitsuya’s studio for gown fitting. you admired and envy her love story with takemichi. but who were you to complain? you were lucky enough that mikey still wanted you around. so it shouldn’t hurt so much when you sae her adorning the beautiful wedding gown that mitsuya had spent months on tailoring. 

you let out a tired yawn, stretching your arms above your head as you finished touching up the last few bits of editing on your laptop. you looked over at the calendar on your table, a pink heart circled over today’s date and smiled. “mitsuya, i’m gonna knock off first okay?” you announced, tidying up your table and reaching out for the bag of the familiar favourite deserts of a certain male. 

mitsuya nods, “thank you for your hard work y/n”. he flashes you a smile, eye slowly trailing to the white plastic bag dangling from your side as you waved goodbye, back facing him and walking away. “you’re going to see him aren't you?” you stopped in your tracks. “i know he never left you. plus you got a bag filled with dorayakis and taiyakis. that’s pretty obvious.” mitsuya chuckles. you always knew mitsuya to be perceptive but it never once occured to you that your best friend who is also your boss would ever catch on to the secret you’ve been hiding for twelve years. 

“how did yo-” 

“be careful y/n.” mitsuya waves you off, going back to whatever he was doing. a fond smile creeps onto your lips as you watched mitsuya working hard. “thank you mitsuya. for everything. really,” you whispered, but loud enough for the dual dyed coloured hair boy to look up again when you walked away. 

you made your way towards the secluded vip section of the club through swarms of body swaying around you until you saw the familiar tall pink haired male standing outside the golden door. 

“hey sanzu,” you greeted, barely audible over the loud booming music. you were about to push the door open when sanzu towers over you immediately, denying you of your entrance. you looked at sanzu in confusion, “it’s me, y/n. i’m here to see mikey.” you said loudly, voice straining to over power the background noise. “ i know. but mikey will not be seeing anyone right now.” he retorts back. 

surely mikey knew that you were visiting tonight right? after all it’s your anniversary date. you tilted your head at sanzu. not fully understanding what he’s saying. to say that you’re feeling absolutely livid would be an understatement right now. you’re too tired, angry and broken hearted to process anything anymore so you exploded. you only wanted to see your boyfriend. was that a very difficult request? 

“sanzu,” you said lowly, eyes staring blankly into his and as if on cue, you brought your knees to his precious manhood before making another high kick at him, bringing him down. it was a technique that mikey had taught you when you were younger and attending martial arts lesson together with baji. god you missed baji so much. 

“y/n because you’re short, you can do this instead.” mikey suggested smugly, kneeing poor baji’s little friend before swinging his legs much more harder than he intended to at baji’s profile when he bent forward. the main point was to get your opponent to lean forward so that your legs could reach high enough to create an impact on their skull. you eyes lit up in excitement, “wow! that’s so cool! let me try it!” you jumped impatiently. turning towards mikey to execute the exact same move. “wait n-! AHH,” mikey’s eyes widened, and before he knew it, you had completely knocked him over. 

that day, as mikey and baji lied down with pain still intact barely moving an inch, shinchiro only gave you a thumbs up and praised you for taking down the invincible mikey. you were the only one who could do that. 

“sanzu, i’ll see my boyfriend as and when i’d like to.” you said curtly, eyeing sending daggers at him lying on the ground before stepping over him to swing the door open, revealing your petite self to the other bonten’s executives and hostess who were staring at you in surprise. 

you don’t see anyone else but your lover who’s currently sitting in the center with two pretty hostess sitting by his side. you don’t hesitate and begun walking  towards him. “get your hands off my man.” you said calmly. there was tension in the air and from the corner of your eyes, you could see the executives slowly getting up to leave as if on cue. 

“aren’t you as stubborn as always,” he raises a brow as you settled down next to him, pouring the bag of dessert on the glass table in front of you. you smile softly, grabbing a packet of taiyaki and handing it to him before grabbing one for yourself too. “happy 14th anniversary mikey.” you mumbled softly before grabbing a bite.  14 years, that was how long you two had been together for. “mhm. happy 14th anniversary y/n.” mikey hums, allowing you lean in close to him and resting your head on his chest. 

you take in the scent of mikey for you knew that this is going to be the last time you’re going to be able to hold mikey close to you. you didn't want this moment to end but you were too tired to continue on and see what's going to happen the next when you go back to just another normal day. you held tightly to the gun you hid in your bag, shutting your eyes tightly. 

“hey mikey,” you called out. you never thought you’d see it again but you saw a flash of endearment in his eyes when you called him. “i love you so much, promise you’ll take care of yourself alright?” you smiled warmly before pulling the gun out of your bag and putting it against your head. 

god knows you tried. 

god knows you did your best and now you’re going home. 

bang!

[hanmasushi]

MONTERO (Short Bonten! Scenario)

What happens when you're the new recruit and the only woman in Bonten.

warning ✁ suggestive content, slight cursing, mentions of alcohol and drugs. third person pov. fem!reader. Bonten Men !! Short scenario.

a/n ✁ uhh im just gonna leave it here bye.

wc ✁ 1.6k

ost ✁ Montero by Lil Nas X (pink fonts are lyric references to the song)

For a moment she’d forgotten how she got roped in the situation she was in now. Slightly intoxicated yet she felt more in control than she’d ever been. She smiled as she felt warm hands on her ass, allowing herself to be pulled.

She only briefly remembers receiving a text from Akashi indicating a time and place. It was a famous club in downtown Tokyo and it was set at a later time of the night. She knew she was going to get dressed. She’d only been part of Bonten for a week, as per Akashi’s recommendation, and she could already tell they were an expensive bunch.

She had her long hair tucked in a neat bun, a black coat covering her body while sporting a fresh makeup look. She was decent enough, but she brought extra paraphernalias just in case she’d need them.

Hours passed by and they were now on the upper deck of the club overlooking the crowd, hectic laser lights and constant color shift filling in the venue along with the loud booming of trap music. She still didn’t know what their course of action was but she knew this was an urgent mission. With Akashi, Sanzu, Kokonoi, Ran, and Rindou, basically the majority of the important Bonten figures present, this mission was definitely something that shouldn’t be taken lightly.

This was her first mission, she wasn’t an executive but Akashi made the point to make her tag along. She was being tested, she suspected. She was about to ask when Akashi beat her to it, he was leaning into the railings with a fresh lit cigarette at hand.

“I had an informant of mine saying that crucial information about Bonten was being sold to our biggest rival gangs in Tokyo. And no, there was no mole this time. Information was stolen from us by a notorious hacker. It was said that he was selling it for a considerably expensive price. We couldn’t do anything stupid like attacking him in his own base because a few clicks could mean Bonten’s demise. So I heard that he was going to do the exchange an hour from now. What we’re looking for is a small flash drive, it was said that it’s the only copy to exist that he made. The outcome of this mission could mean the rise or fall of Bonten.” Akashi said in a casual manner, he was now halfway done with his cigarette.

“That’s him.” Sanzu pointed to a guy in the middle of a crowd. It was a lanky guy in a worn out band tee, dark flannel jacket and black skinny jeans.

“Him?” she couldn’t help blurt out but she was positive she could take him out in hand-to-hand combat. The guy looked clearly out of place considering he was like a boy undergoing puberty eyeing every woman he could lay his gaze on, awkwardly nodding as he took a sip of his drink. She was getting secondhand embarrassment just by looking at him.

“Don’t be fooled, he may seem harmless but he’s smart enough to hire guards around him. Getting close to him will not be easy.” Ran pointed around a bunch of beefed up men not too far from the hacker, blending right into the crowd.

“Besides, creating casualties in a crowd like this is not ideal.” Rindou added.

“Best route of action is to wait till he gets out of the club, and beat the other gang to it. Then we’ll have dollface over here, take the drive and make a run for it.” Koko said as he looked at her with his usual smug expression.

“So your plan is to wait for how many ungodly hours and make me an errand girl? Well that’s fucking sexist.” She said trying not to lose her composure, talk about workplace discrimination.

“You got a better plan?” Sanzu loomed over her, his pills having been taking effect considering he was starting to get maniacal and chaotic by the minute.

“Actually, I do.” She said as she started taking her bun and letting her long hair loose. She then took off her coat revealing a black corset mesh mini dress, hugging her figure tightly. “And I'll bet you I can do it in less than three minutes.” She was now applying a crimson shade of lipstick that she pulled out from her purse, she was right about needing her paraphernalia, instantly transforming her fresh glam into a sultry one.

“Yeah right.” Sanzu scoffed. She then shoved her coat and purse into Rindou’s empty arms. Rindou was about to protest because he thought she was going to jeopardize the mission but Ran held him back, he wanted to see how this one plays out.

She was already downstairs blending in the crowd, she was gonna need liquid luck if she wanted to be believable. She downed three shots of vodka before she took one look at her new superiors as if to say “watch me”. That was when Montero by Lil Nas X played and the entire mood of the dancefloor shifted as the smoke machines and lights made the atmosphere more alluring. With smoke filling the air as the lights faded out into purple red blue hues, oh she was in the zone.

I caught it bad yesterday

You hit me with a call to your place

Ain't been out in a while anyway

Was hopin' I could catch you throwin' smiles in my face

It hadn’t been a minute since she downed the vodka but she could feel her body heating up. She was swaying her hips delicately, instantly catching the attention of beautiful strangers around her. She had to gather up momentum if she didn’t want to be suspected.

Romantic talkin'? You don't even have to try

You're cute enough to fuck with me tonight

She let herself be the center of intoxicated strangers, her plan was to make him notice her. It wasn’t long till she caught the hacker’s attention, all she had to do was make him long for her.

Call me when you want, call me when you need

Call me in the morning, I'll be on the way

Call me when you want, call me when you need

Call me out by your name, I'll be on the way like

She never broke eye contact as she continued exchanging body heat with strangers. Swaying off synching into the beat of the song. She had her way of making the man focus on her. Teasing as if she was challenging him to be brave and get closer.

With a different man’s hands around her, she wanted him to feel envious of what was in front of him. That’s when he took the bait, he took one last sip of his drink as if to say fuck it. She knew she was winning the moment he let his guard down. He made his way to her, she was trying to suppress her laughter as she thought of how the alcohol he consumed made him feel that he was desired by a woman like her.

Mmm, mmm, mmm

Mmm, mmm, mmm

For a moment she’d forgotten how she got roped in the situation she was in now. Slightly intoxicated yet she felt more in control than she’d ever been. She smiled as she felt warm hands on her ass, allowing herself to be pulled. She played along, taking his lead, she definitely wasn’t raising any alarms. He was a terrible dancer, she thought. All he had going on was groping her intimate parts of the body. Just a bit more, she continued grinding on the man behind her, feeling him. In the corner of her eyes she could see the executives. Ran, Kokonoi and Sanzu were amused. Akashi still bearing the same neutral look as he smoked another cigarette. Rindou, on the other hand, was shocked at the display. It was near the end of the song when she knew she had to start wrapping things up.

For the finale, she thought she’d surprise them even more by turning around and pulling the guy into a deep kiss.

Oh, call me by your name (mmm, mmm, mmm)

Tell me you love me in private

His hands still on her ass, she decided to take advantage of the situation as she delicately slipped her hands in one of his pockets till she thought BINGO, she’d found the motherload.

Call me by your name (mmm, mmm, mmm)

I do not care if you lyin'

As she broke off the kiss, the man felt like he was still in trance. It took him a moment to realize she was slowly pulling away. He opened his eyes, she gave him one last flirtatious look before she disappeared into the crowd.

Well I'm just feelin', mm-uh

I wanna get, mm-uh

I'm in my, into my, uh

I'm mm, mm

I'm still, mm, mm-mm

The entire time the executives were definitely taken aback from the sudden explicit display.

Seconds later, she was back in the upper decks with the rest of the executives with the guy's scent still lingering. She handed the flash drive to Akashi, who this time had a satisfied look.

“With 30 seconds to spare,” She said to Sanzu. She then took her coat and purse from Rindou, who was just as confused as he was intrigued. She then wrapped her coat back to her body.

"And that is how you handle men, gentlemen" Kokonoi and Ran let out an amused chuckle.

“My my, I don’t know where you found her but I think she’s going to be useful.” Ran said to Akashi.

“As expected.” Akashi simply replied.

The men all made a mental note not to let their guard down around her, despite being an asset, the way she lures men is alarming for them.

[kokomochi]

𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐃 | 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮

"𝙞 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙮 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚."

SOULMATE AU! BONTEN TIMELINE! they say that soulmates were typically connected through the red string of fate- some believe that they are connected through tattoos appearing on their skin, or even a timer on their wrist. in this story, however, is through glowing hair. bonten's executive, haruchiyo sanzu, never thought that he would be soulmates with the youngest sibling of the notorious haitani brothers.

12. messy DISCLAIMER: contains violence and death

"what do you wanna do mochi?" the (h/c) haired female asked her oranged furred companion as the two lounged on the couch.

normally, she would've been with sanzu by now watching some show or helping her fiance sell drugs to respected people of the society- but he and her brothers were called in for work overtime because of some incident that happened.

now she's bored on the couch, nothing to do as she stared at the ceiling in boredom, waiting for time to pass by.

"i should've gone with f/n and go shopping together." she sighed, rolling over like a piece of pink lock covered her vision.

meow~

her beloved cat mewled, nudging it's paw at the female who was busy rolling on the floor.

suddenly, a knock resonated from the door as she was snapped out of her daydreaming- wondering who could it be at this time of day?

y/n sat up as she fixed her hair and outfit- which was just one of sanzu's shirt and shorts underneath it since it was a pretty hot evening.

after deeming herself presentable, she got up and trudged to the hallway and in front of the door as another knock was heard.

y/n knows how dumb it is to just open the door to strangers, that's why sanzu kept a gun near the door for her to use just in case.

she took it from its holder and hid it behind her back, before opening the door to see a woman around the age of twenty-four standing in front of her- lips red as hell and dress as short as what her life spans gonna be if y/n shoots her.

the woman looked at her as she raised a brow, a questioning look sent at her.

"and who might you be?" the woman asked, leaning her weight on one leg as she emphasized her hips, making y/n mentally cringe at the obvious plastic surgery this woman had.

"i'd like to ask you the same." she gave the woman a fake smile.

"i'm himiko ryo, although you don't have the authority to know since you're probably just one of his whores." the woman in front of her sneered, glancing down at the shirt y/n was wearing.

"and no bra? god, what's up with haru and his taste of women these days."

y/n swears that she's at the brink of cocking the pink handgun behind her and shoot this bitch in front of her- but she remembers that she's at sanzu's house, and not wanting to cause a mess, had to hold herself back.

"i'm here because haruchiyo hasn't called me in weeks. at first, i thought that he was just playing hard to get- but now i know the reason."

dark (e/c) eyes glared at himiko's grey ones, murderous intentions swirling in them as she smiled widely at the girl.

"oh dear you must've been sleeping under a rock-" she held up her left hand, showing off the shiny ring on her ring finger.

himiko's eyes widened with rage as she looked at it.

"-but haru an i are getting married." y/n cooed, making the woman in front of her raise her hand up to slap her- but was cut off when y/n stopped the slap.

"now let's not get too hasty, yes? we've got the entire night since haru got called to work, come in and join me for some tea." she opened the door to welcome the woman in, to which himiko refused to, making y/n tilting her head in fake innocence as she looked into her grey eyes.

"but you've been here plenty of times before, no? then it shouldn't be a problem for you to enter now!" y/n grabbed her wrist and dragged her inside.

"stop it-! crazy ass bitch!" she squirmed under the young haitani's grip, but it didn't falter as she dragged her to the living room.

y/n flung the woman to the carpet, cocking the pink handgun as she pointed it at the now scared himiko. mochi was beside them but the feline didn't bother to move as she stared at the scene in wonder.

"i didn't want this to end this way- but you called me a whore." the (h/c) haired female pouted as she waved her handgun around.

himiko stared at her with scared and angry eyes.

"you're crazy!"

(e/c) eyes bore down at her as y/n placed her finger on the trigger.

"but my haru is always crazier when it comes to me." she said, before pulling the trigger and shooting the female three times on the head.

mochi mewled as the door opened with force, sanzu barging in with a shock and concerned look on his face before going in and calling out for his fiance.

"y/n?! are you here-?!" when he got to the living room, he can see y/n standing there with her gun pointing downwards.

the strawberry-haired male sighed in relief as he approached the female, wrapping his arms around her as he buried his face onto her hair, inhaling her scent.

"you worried me, baby. i heard shots and i thought of the worst." he muttered, causing the woman to giggle as he unintentionally tickled her.

"i'm alright haru... but i don't think the floor is."

the man hummed as he lazily looked up, bored blue eyes looking at the familiar woman on the ground then to the gunshots that pierced through the hardwood floors.

"huh... what's that piece of shit doing here?" he asked, making his way to the corpse as he kicked it away, crouching down to inspect the floors.

"she said she wanted to check up on you, and proceeded to call me a whore- i didn't know girls like her were your type haru." he can hear the pout in her voice as he chuckled, standing up to rewrap his arms around her, caressing her (h/c) hair softly.

"she's the whore when we think about it." he piped up, causing the girl beneath him to chuckle.

his blue eyes scanned the room and saw the familiar bundle of orange cuddling on one of the pillows on the sofa.

"i'm home now. let's clean up and watch a movie together with mochi?"

"as long as we get this bitch away then sure."

sanzu chuckled as he nodded, kissing the girl on her forehead as began taking out plastic bags.

"try and wrap her with these. i'll call one of my boys to come pick it up." he said, making y/n nod as she began tying the trash bags around the body.

"why can't we just have a normal night." she sighed, making the male chuckle as he took out his phone.

"we weren't born normal sweetheart- and that's a soulmate thing."

TAGLIST (OPEN) : @minnieminnie00-got7 @lonnie19 @royal-shinigami @denkis-slut

[ryozoro]

Hades Playlist - i.

NOW PLAYING : I n t e r l u d e [J. Cole]

cw; name calling, blood, mentions of murder, major spoilers

“Fate is a very weighty word to throw around before breakfast.”

Despite the red-light district thriving through the night, it looked just as beautiful during the early morning. Yn was roaming the streets on her pedal bike for the first time since winter break as she plotted different ways to surprise her big brother at his newly opened bike shop. She had already purchased his favorite breakfast meal from the little café she worked at, and all that she was left to do was see the said man. Getting out of thoughts and returning to reality, she stopped at the side of the traffic light to press the ‘crossing’ button and to text Draken to make sure he was at work before she made the trip.

“hey there pretty girl, ya wanna come ride something more interesting than the little kiddie bike yer on right now?” some bleach blonde junior high kid called out to her, smirking as he man spread and took up most of the space on the park bench. “I know ya hear me pretty girl,” he leaned and rested his elbows onto his knees, “maybe ya want me to come over and beg for yer attention, huh? Want me to come and make ya listen to me?”

She scoffed and waited for the light to signal for her to cross, but its as if the gods wanted to punish her and traffic kept flowing out of her favor. Getting restless, she pocketed her phone and tapped on her bar handles in hopes of the cars to all be generous and let her through; of course, this did not happen and the young fuck boy in training had began to approach her alongside his friend who were hyping him up and recording the event.

“You might be older than me,” he walked up behind her and kicked her bike tire before circling around and leaning against the basket in the front, “but that doesn’t change the fact that I hit girls.” Yn had to refrain from spitting in his face because Draken always said ‘never start anything with others first, let them choose their fate.’ In other words, big bro just didn’t want her to put herself at risk due to minor inconveniences that were presented towards her.

Just as the light switched from a hand to a walking figure, yn politely smiled at the boy in hopes of him getting the hint that she did not wish to engage with him anymore, but – of course – that was just asking too much of him. He turned back and looked at the sign noticing it was their turn to cross, and he surprisingly moved out the way. Yn smiled realizing that her brother did know it best when he said that the ‘dumb young boys will leave you alone after they realize you’re not going to give them the time of day,’ and she moved to pedal across the cross walk with a large smile.

However, big bro’s words are not the golden rule amongst men and the boys did not leave her alone; in fact, they decided to run at her hit the back tire with a bat and caused her to lose control and fall in the middle of the walkway. The drivers were kind enough to wait for her to get up and cross the street with scraped knees and a dirty pull over. She turned back to glare at the boys, but their backs were already facing her as they leisurely walked away laughing. This wasn’t going to ruin her day, after all, she still gets to surprise her brother with her presence and might even have the chance to see his hot amazing friends whom you grew up around. After realizing that the former gang members might all be hanging around her brother’s workplace, she got up with a huge smile and skipped the rest of her way on the crosswalk. Once to the other side, yn hopped back on her bike without checking her bloodied shins and made her way on the quickest route to the shop.

Glancing up at the familiar billboards that danced in sky and looking down at the alleys being populated with street cats and new gen delinquents, she realized she was only a block down from seeing the man who has always put her first and raised her to strive to her fullest potential. Smiling as closed her eyes for just a second - she swears it – to bask in the excitement and next thing she knew, she was on the ground covered in coffee. She could hear faint voices but those were cancelled out by her skin screaming at her to get up and quickly remove any rubble and dirt that had entered. Moving to get up, she took note of blood staining the concrete and became slightly alarmed.

“Oi, you dumb bitch, you should watch where you’re going,” a man’s voice echoed through her head, “you got a drip of blood on my Milano’s.” Trying to get up, yn went to wipe her eyes, but as soon as she lifted her hands, she felt them share the similar sting that her knees and chin felt. “You deaf or something? Ha, lucky for you I’ll take the food in your basket and whatever is in your wallet as an exchange. Pin code for your card must be included, love.” Hearing as she was about to get stripped dry of her hard-earned cash, she shot a glare up at the well-dressed man’s body just to be sent in a more state of terror when she noticed the tattoo that decorated his temple; it was the infamous Bonten symbol.

“I say we just take her to the back alley and make her pretty throat match the rest of her bloody body,” she turned and seen a pinkette with long hair and two scars that sat on each corner of his ?beautiful? mouth. to be completely honest, he would have been very much at the top of her most attractive list if he weren’t just plotting to slice her neck right in front of her; she wondered if he ever heard of the Element of Surprise. “She hasn’t even apologized yet and it’s been at least 45 seconds, that is pretty rude don’t you think, Mochi-kun?”

“It is very rude,” the built man with slicked back blonde hair spoke up, “do you want me to take her in the alleyway?” He squatted down to meet yn at eye level and she didn’t know if it was the fact he was able to stare into her soul with lifeless eyes or the extremely structured shoulders that could break her bones if he had tackled her, but she genuinely felt that she was going to die. “You seem like a worthless kill if I am being honest, and I don’t like claiming meaningless prizes. So, if you want to live,” ‘Mochi-kun’ reached over and gripped her bloodied chin, “or are you going to be good dog and run your pockets?”

She couldn’t believe it; for all her life, death threats have never been directly shot at her as Draken and the others have always been there. Of course, she emptied her pockets as quick as she could and began wiping the man’s Milano’s with her cloth lens wipe.

“Good girl,” the man with the temple tattoo said mockingly, “but I’m gonna need you to put your pretty mouth to work since you don’t know – or rather – you act like you don’t know how to speak.” She felt her eyes began to fill with tears as she looked up from the ground; they mistook it for fear, but yn was just angry she was powerless to them. “Don’t worry, I like older women, so I won’t need your mouth for that,” he laughed loudly in her face, “lick the blood off.” Her glare returned and tears began to spill over her cheeks. “Be a good bitch, and lick my –“

“What are you idiots doing?” a man with a long pink and purple mullet-like hairstyle came from behind her. “Are you guys bullying young kids again? Oh, wait, you’re not a kid.” He stared at you through his multi-colored bangs and tilted his head, “Why are you all bloody like a sewer rat walking through the back alley of feral cats?” he pushed the girl’s forehead back, straining her neck to hold eye contact with him, “you’re not some whore, are you?” He craned his neck back to the man who has been treating her like a dog, giving yn a full view of his Bonten symbol tattooed across the middle of his pretty throat. “Neh, Koko, you do realize that if you want a girl’s attention you can’t just rough her up in hopes that she takes you to bed.” He turns back to yn before sighing, “You’re cute,” for some reason she felt herself swelling with pride, “but you’re not my type,” – well there goes her ego.

“Oh what-fucking-ever,” ‘Koko’ mumbled as he gently pushed her away, “I didn’t want some inexperienced princess anyway, so don’t get your hopes up.” He quickly bent down and took all the cash from her wallet and began to slide out the card, but a baton quickly swatted at his hands.

“Your obsession with money is crazy, but you can’t take hers if you still owe me 45,000 yen.” Yn turned to see a man with pushed back purple and pink hair holding the offending stick. Unlike the other members, his tattoo was in the same place as the mullet man – maybe they took over the organization after her other big brotherly figure, Mikey, left. She drank in his appearance, and although he was thinner than the other members, something about him just screamed ‘stay away;’ but for the first time in her life, yn didn’t want to listen to such obvious red flags. “Oh no, you’re bloodied up like a rat –“

“I have already said that nii-chan,” the mullet head said, “what do you say? Wanna jut get rid of her like Sanzu-san suggested?” The now known younger brother asks. She began to tremble but not out of fear, no, out of a weird feeling at the pits of her stomach that came about as soon as the stranger stumbled onto the scene. “Oi,” the younger brother flicked your chin, reminding your body that it is supposed to be in a state of stinging pain, “staring is rude. What are you – a deer in headlights?”

“Now, now, Ridou,” the man continued to meet yn’s gaze as he motioned for her to take his hand, “where’s the fun in hurting a good little lamb? Especially one who shows that she knows to yield to her Sheppard.” Against her better judgement, yn took his hand and allowed him to help her up. “Look at you go,” he smirked and scanned over her body through hooded lids, “such a strong little girl you are standing on wobbly legs after the big bad wolves tried to tear you down.”

She should feel offended, mocked, and appalled, but she couldn’t – not with the voids he called eyes staring at her. “T-thanks,” she weakly mumbled as she began to gather her bag back together and prop her bike back up, “I know you guys said you needed the pin number, but I can’t give it to you.” She hung her head and balled her fists; she was waiting for someone to hit her but that never came. Looking up she sees the ‘older brother’ standing in front of the brooding ‘Koko’ and the other members just staring around the streets.

“That’s fine, little one,” the older brother said, “we don’t need your card. Koko here will be fine with just the cash. But I will need payment of the sort since I did calm the bully over here, don’t you think?” He smiled at yn, quickly scanning her student ID and then turning back to her face, “You’re 18, yeah?” she nodded, and he smiled lazily, “Good, give me something of yours that is valuable. I want to talk to you again and if I take it, you are going to want to take it back, correct?”

“I – um,” she began to go through the bag and seen that the only things she deemed valuable were her phone and the spare keys to her room in the brothel, “all I have is my k-keys and phone.” She huffed out in hopes that he took mercy and just let her go already; if she kept in his presence any longer, she feared that every piece of knowledge on common sense would fly out of her brain.

“Well, no one wants a pedal bike here and your phone and keys wouldn’t be of use to me,” he spoke in a rather degrading tone, “how about, you give me that pretty little necklace that you’re wearing… hmm, ... oh! Give me your number as well. After all, how are you going to know when I want you to take back your precious gems without being able to plan a proper date?” His smile was too secretive to be comforting, but this was probably the best way to saving her own life.

“Okay,” she replied quickly, “just please, don’t break the necklace…” her hands shook as she unclasped it and placed it into the man’s hands. “That’s a gift from my brother, so I promise you I’ll come and get it whenever you ask.” Yn put her hands on her bar handles before straddling the bike.

“Thank you,” he smiled and put away the baton before fishing out his phone, “put your number in it and call to make sure you’re not fucking with me, yeah?” He tilted his head and softly hummed at the soft sound of her phone vibrating in her bag. “Thank you, yn-chan.”

“No, thank you,” she lightly coughed and waited for him to look back up at her after saving all her contact information. Once he finally looked up, she flinched but proceeded to stare him dead in his lovely irises, “May I have your name… if ya don’t mind that it.”

“Haitani Ran,” the older man laughed and shifted his weight onto his hip, “and I expect you to text me whenever you get the chance.” He turned around and the other members began to follow. For what felt like an eternity, yn finally let out a small breath, well at least until he had turned back around. “Oh!” Haitani-san smiled at her, “Leave it under ‘Ran-senpai’ so your brother and friends don’t get spooked. Don’t want the fun to end before it has barely even started.” With that, he turned back around and waved half-assed before disappearing into the distance.

Yn decided to just to walk the rest of the block because riding the bike has been nothing but bad luck so far. Once at the shop, she sighed and made her way to the back where she knew would be unlocked because no one dared walk up into her big brother’s place of work. Parking her bike, she quickly takes her phone back out with 3 texts from an unknown number.

Unknown: hey little lamb, its yer senpai <3

Unknown: yer probs with yer bro so ill call you later, mm around midnight so stay up

Unknown: text me back soon or I mite accidentally break your pretty necklace and youll have to  owe me a big favor for ignoring me :)

“what the actual fuck,” yn whispered as she quickly began typing away. She didn’t know if she be upset with his back-to-back messages treating her like she was his property, or mad at herself for feeling this little need inside of her that wants to please him. Yes, all of the gang members were extremely hot and DANGEROUS, but something about ‘Ran Senpai’ gave her the cold chills; what made it worse was the urge that she possessed to go against all her morals for him.

Yn: hi! Im sorry,, I was just trying to get to my brother’s shop

Yn: wait,, do you know draken-nii?

She tilted her head and rocked lightly from side to side, waiting for a reply instead of going in and surprising her brother like she initially had planned to do. While she waited, she changed his name to ‘Tani Senpai <3’ with a small smile as she imagined Draken freaking out over the fact that a boy has caught her interest. Of course, she wasn’t romantically interested in the man, but his face isn’t one that she would mind seeing from time to time – at a safe distance that is.

Tani Senpai <3: mhm, some good and bad history

Yn: oh?

Tani Senpai <3: you do know curiosity killed the cat, right little lamb?

Yn: you flirt a lot

Yn: how old are you ?

Tani Senpai <3: 28 years young bb

Yn: youre ten whole years older than me?? You look so,, young.

Tani Senpai <3: I have aged, but trust me, I am rather youthful in different aspects.

Yn: do you by chance,, like memes?

Tani Senpai <3: ofc, especially hornee ones.

Yn: haha.. well I gotta go,

Tani Senpai <3: mhm go ahead baby, remember. Midnight <3

 Yn: aye aye captain.

She felt another vibration as she placed her phone in her backpack, but she was finally able to see and surprise her brother and that is exactly what she planned to do. Quietly pulling the door open, she noted that the music blaring and Draken’s back was to her as he was fixing up what looked like Pah-chin’s old CBX 400F. It was a cute sight if she was being completely honest; her brother rebuilding his old friendships. She seen the other boys’ bikes lined up too: Draken’s Zephyr, Mitsuya’s little Impulse, Kazu-kun’s Rocket, Mikey’s CB250T, and even the late Baji’s Goki.

“Pah-san still has the old thing,” she decided to speak up instead of tackling her brother, “are you guys gonna give it to some younger kids?” right as she finished her sentence, draken whipped his head back and went to cradle yn to his chest. Suddenly, all of the stinging on her skin had vanished and she was giggling while circling her arms around her brother’s waist. “How are you ya wannabe greaser?”

“I’m doing fine you idiot, how are -,” draken lifted his head to get a good look at her, but all his excitement drained as he was met with a sight of dried blood and scraped skin. “Who the fuck did this to you? I’ll kill them right fucking now, what the hell happened yn?”

“DRAKEN,” he stopped and stared at you expecting an answer, “I tired riding my bike down the big hill by the park and this happened, okay? I’m okay.” She stared at him with a soft expression and relaxed once she noticed he slumped in his posture, “I know you said to stop riding down the hill because it’ll bite me in the ass one day, so I guess today was the day.” Yn laughed and draken tried to fight the small smile that was threatening to fall on his lips.

“Go sit on the counter and watch the store for a bit, I’m gonna get the first aid kit in the back and I guess I’ll patch ya up.” With that, he disappeared into the office hall and left yn to be lost in thought. She had never lied to Draken this heavy before. It might not seem like a big deal to others, but she just told her brother she fell down a hill instead of saying that some /Bonten/ men were just threatening her life 20 minutes ago and they treated her like a dog; well, she didn’t feel that bad anymore, considering that he would have gone and wasted his life against men that played dirty. “Get out of your head, I’m back.” Draken teased her before getting an alcohol wipe and wiping the dried blood, “don’t squirm too much, loser. iss’ gonna sting a bit tho, so try to not hit me.”

It went a lot more smooth than she had expected, yeah, the cleansing wipe and ointment burned, but now she was bandaged and able to not worry about even more blood staining her clothes til they go to the brothel.

“Here,” he handed her a spare shirt and some sweats, “I don’t like seeing you all beat up, makes me want to fight the side walk. You know where the bathroom is.” Draken slightly punched her shoulder before heading back to seat near the bike, “once you’re done, we can go meet the boys for breakfast. I bet yer hungry.”

“Yer the best, ya know that,” yn smiled before taking her bag and clothes to the bathroom. “It won’t be long,” she turned before entering the hall, “make sure the cute one is there!”

“Stop trying to fuck my friends,” Draken called out in an irritated tone as she walked away laughing. It was an ongoing joke yn had played on her brother, where she would pretend to have some crush on his friends and it’d just make him twenty times more protective around them; he never knew if she was serious or not so he had to be cautious.

Once in the bathroom, yn quickly changed into the clothes her brother had lent her and stared at herself in the mirror. She laughed when she realized she kind of looked like one of the main characters from her favorite psychological thrillers. Yn took out her phone and decided to message Mana, mitsuya’s younger sister and yn’s best friend from home, with a picture of her bandaged state and the caption, ‘take out my ankles next time, daddy <3.’ It honestly surprised her to get a reply that fast as Mana was always one to sleep until noon. She didn’t know what scared her more, the fact she sent it the wrong person, or the fact the person knew exactly what she was talking about.

Tani Senpai <3: you look hot like that

Tani Senpai <3: like being called daddy, but in this context arent I supposed to call you mommy or something LMAO

Tani Senpai <3: I can break your ankles with my baton

Tani Senpai <3: make you my little housewife and call you ‘Bum.’

Tani Senpai <3: don’t worry, I won’t turn into ashes ;) <3

“Yn,” Draken called out, “you okay in there?”

“Don’t worry about it nii-Chan,” she giggled in hopes of masking her terror, “just bumped into a wound. I’ll be out soon.”

“Okay,” draken slipped a pad and a tampon under the door, “don’t know if you might want these -,”

“LEAVE YOU IDIOT,” yn genuinely laughed and heard draken’s heavy chuckles through the door, “thank you though, I’ll be out soon.”

“I’ll be outside on the bike, bubs.”

After hearing draken’s foot steps vanish, she quickly began typing.

Yn: that wasn’t meant for you -

Tani Senpai <3: shame, I love killing stalking

Yn: wait,, really? 👀

Tani Senpai <3: mhm,, we’ll talk about it later tonite ‘bum ;)

Yn: .. deal :)

Despite every shitty thing that has happened to her since she got back, it felt as if they were supposed to meet; fate as one would call it. She was offering herself to one of the most dangerous men who rule the underworld, and she didn’t even find herself to minding.

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𝚃𝙾𝙺𝚈𝙾 𝚁𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽𝙶𝙴𝚁𝚂

𝙱𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽 '𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚘 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚛𝚘' 𝙾𝙽𝙴𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚃

This Tokyo Revenger Fanfic is about a woman who did her best to find her dear cousin, She is working at a bar to help her friend to earn money (𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘳, 𝘚𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥.) While working at the bar something happened that make her life live in a bit romance and make her will come true and that is to meet her cousin. Little did she know that when they meet each other that is also the 'last' time she will meet him.

𝑨/𝑵: 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝑺𝒂𝒏𝒐 𝑴𝒂𝒏𝒋𝒊𝒓𝒐 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓. 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒌 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅. 𝑶𝒉! 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒂𝒍𝒔𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒂 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑼𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑬𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈!

𝒀/𝑵: 𝒀𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒆

𝑭/𝑵: 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅'𝒔 𝑵𝒂𝒎𝒆

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𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗥𝗗 𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗢𝗡'𝗦 𝗣𝗢𝗩

You were serving your customer wearing a women waiter outfit, You gave him the cocktail he ordered and walk to the bar counter to get the other orders, While walking and thinking on when this work will end, you suddenly feel someone is staring at you, You turn around to see the one who keeps on staring at you and find a small white hair guy, Wearing a black T-shirt and a kind of person who don't look like eaten this past 7 days, You shivered a bit because of the other people that is with him, Talking seriously and some are laughing.

You and the white haired guy made an eye contact for so long that you didn't notice the people around him is also looking at you, but when you realized it you bowed your head to them, acting formally and you go back to your work.

(𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀𝗸𝗶𝗽)

The bar is already closed so you and your friend are now cleaning, the both of you were uncomfortable because the group of people that you make an eye contact earlier is still there and keep on observing you. "Y/N, Do you know who are they? Are they your boyfriends~?" Your friend asked you. "That's Bullsh*t F/N, you think I'm goin to have a lot of boyfriend? The hell, I already told you right? Not until I found him, I'm not gonna date someone!" You accidentally shouted it to her. The bar went silent then your friend suddenly laugh, "What's so funny?" You asked. "Nothing~ Nothing~ It's just as if you're saying that if you ever find him he's the one you will going to date to, *LOL What kind of love is that Y/N? ...A long lost cousin and the girl who love him the most... Like that? *LOL." Your friend told you while can't breath because of laughing.

The both of you are talking as if the two of you are the only people at the bar and already forgotten the feeling of uncomfortable earlier, "That's not it!" you said, "It's just that, I want him to know first if ever I have a boyfriend." You added. Your friend stare at you and then she pouted. "Oi! Hanagaki Y/N, whattdya mean by you want your cousin to know your boyfriend first?? Not me? Am I an acquaintance now?? Also... Beats me, As I can see right now you stay on being single forever!" F/N said and then she laugh again. "What did ya say?!" You said while stepping closer to her.

While you and your friend are busy talking to each other, A pink haired guy stand up from his seat and come closer to the both of you. "I didn't know Mikey will be interested to a woman who has the same surname as him, what you wanna do now, Mikey..." He said and you see a smile on his face. The silent gives you chill while standing and waiting for the judgement as if your life is on the line. "Take her." The white haired guy said. "Wai- What?! Why are you going to take me and where to?! Also, aren't you thinking of how you will goin to kill me?... Sparing my life but kidnapping me??" You said out of shocked. The pink hair guy point a gun on your head "Speak, then the bullet of this gun will be planted there in your head." He said and glared at you.

Some of the guards we're holding your friend and the pink guy is the one who's holding you by pointing a gun on your head. You can't move because of your fear and because of worried about your friend. "I heard you're really not working here you're just working here to help your friend to earn money for his mother that is in the hospital and the debt his father left to them." Said by the guy who has a burgundy that mostly in light lilac colored hair.(𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧, 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭.) You stared at him and nodded slightly, He then rest his back in the chair he's sitting, He looked at you and smile "We'll give you the money you wanted and pay the bills on your friend's mom, We can make the money triple depends on the conditions just say it." He said, My jaw dropped from what I heard, I mean that's a lot of money and this is my chance to help F/N for real. "NO! Why are you doing this to us?! Also don't threatened her with my life!" F/N shouted, She looked at you and look like she was about to cry, But you can't help it, Autie needs surgery and the money that we we're keeping is not enough to pay the debts and for surgery. '𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳.' You thought and gulp then speak with a shaking voice "W-what i-is the co-conditions?" They all smiled and look to the White haired colored guy, "This is the first time our boss being interested in a woman so in exchange to the offer stand as our boss' Woman." The guy that was holding a cigarette said.

"...What?..."

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'𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥, 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘴' You thought while looking at the people begging for your mercy because they thought you can stop the boss as his woman from killing them. "Please, Have mercy with us, We really didn't intend to do that, We're just force by that company... So please!!!" They begged. "Wow, The Audacity to beg for mercy... Hey... Aren't you guys the one who oppose his order and betray him? so why are you asking me for mercy?..." You said with a straight and a cold voice showing them your high authority. "If you really want to live that much, Go and ask him directly, because me as his woman can't forgive a person who betrayed my man..." You said, they we're shock, scared and nervous of what you said because they know this is the end of them. You stand from your sit and smirked while walking through the door, "Ah! I forgot to say, Bonten is already on their way to pick you guys up! Goodluck for begging mercy!!" You said while closing the door.

In 2 years of being part of a criminal gang, You already adapt their actions. You walk down the hallway of the building and call your driver to bring you where the bonten now is. He immediately prepare the car and bring you to the place. "*Sigh* I hope Mikey is okay..." You said while looking to some papers you have connections with. '𝘔𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘔𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 2 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯, 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘴 '𝘞𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯' 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥... 𝘩𝘦𝘩, 𝘚𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦, 𝘩𝘶𝘩... 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦, 𝘐 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘩𝘪𝘮... *𝘚𝘪𝘨𝘩* 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 '𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯' 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵... 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦, 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘧 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳...' You thought while looking at the window of the car. "I like you... I'll do anything to help you... Ughh! Because of this feeling of mine, My true intension here is being forgotten!" You said and tap the window of the car.

You realized that there is also another reason why you accept the offer, At the bar 2 years ago, You add another condition in order to accept the offer. They will help you find your cousin and help your friend with her expenses in exchange of being the woman of their boss. You didn't realized it sooner because of the feelings you have for a guy that keeps on distracting you.

You are now in the place where the bonten is. "Hmm? An abondoned warehouse?" You said then enter the warehouse. When you entered inside you heard someone's voice. "BRING DOWN BONTEN'S HAMMER OF JUDGEMENT TO THE TRAITORS!!!" The voice you heard said. "Sanzu? What's this?... Oh? So you guys failed begging for mercy, huh?" You said to the people who begged to you and every members of the gang looked at you. "You're late." The guy with a scar on his left eye said. "Ahaha~ Gomen, Kakucho-san~, Hajime-kun didn't provide a car that can bring me here in a second thou~" You giggle while walking towards Mikey. The people who's been begging to you a while ago keeps on struggling and finally recieving judgement from Mikey. "Shh! Shhh! Pay attention to Mikey's words." Sanzu said to them and the warehouse become silent. "..... Kill them." Mikey said. You closed your eyes while Sanzu pulling off the trigger to the traitors. Yes, you are part of a criminal gang but never seen someone died in front of you. You sat beside Mikey and gave him another taiyaki that he can eat. "You know Mikey, I think you need to eat more, not just taiyaki and dorayaki to gain some weight." You said to mikey with a worried face, He didn't respond and just look at you, everyone in the warehouse became silent again until Sanzu finally speak. "Those who don't fit in bonten are scraps." He said. "Keep it in your heads everyone, Even between us whoever betrays will eventually become scraps too." Hajime said. "Make sure you properly clean the dead bodies." Kakucho said.

You just look at them while talking until you guys decided to finish the meeting. You told Mikey that you'll be with them later because you still have work to do, he agreed and everone else now is gone only you and the adviser of bonten are the only ones left inside the warehouse, You approach him and ask him a question "About my cousin, Any news about him?" You asked and he stared at you. After a seconds of staring contest he finally gave you the papers about your cousin. You're so happy that you can't describe the feeling because you can now meet the cousin you have been finding this past years. You and your cousin are acting more like a sibling, He treats you as his little sister because he told you he don't have a sister and he is happy to have you. You have a lot of happy memories with him in your childhoon until the age of 6, You part ways after you turn 6 because you mother wants you to study overseas but failed so she gave you in an orphanage overseas and just got back in japan when you were already 21.

Days passed by. You scheduled a date where you can meet your cousin and hired a person to inform you a good chance when to meet him, and finally got a chance, You were a little suspicious about the information he gave you because he said that the cousin I'm looking for is now in the bonten's second hideout, The abondoned bowling arcade, You remembered Sanzu mentioned that him and Mikey will go there, You are confused by what is happening so you immediately go to the place.

'𝘞𝘩𝘺? 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘈𝘯𝘪𝘬𝘪? 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦? 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘔𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘺?' You thought, Biting your thumbnail and driving the car to the place.

You finally arrived in the abondoned place and get inside, You go up to the 10th floor of the building and when you reach the floor, you're already late. You found your cousin that you have been looking for several years and the man you loved, Both are about to die.

You run towards your cousin who's lying in the floor has a gunshot wounds, soaked in blood and about to get unconcious holding the hand of the man you loved about to fall in the 10th floor building. You run and about to reach the feet of your cousin but too late again, his body slides down the building because he's now unconscious. You still reach out your hand hoping you can save them both but the sight of Mikey's face crying and the way when they fall to the ground makes your heart stopped a bit, Your mind became blank and the tears starting to flow, You are kneeling in front of the window where both of your love ones died and all the memories you have with them start flashing in your mind, Memories of you confessing to mikey, On how he treats you so gently and kindly and the smile on his face you will never forget that winter, And the memories of your childhood with your cousin flashing non-stop in your mind that makes you cry harder.

"So... Unfair... Mikey... I didn't even hear you say... You love...me... I don't care if it's from... Real feelings... Or not... Hearing it from you is fine..., So Unfair..." You said holding your chest while crying harder than before. "YOU TOO TAKEMICHI! Why? Why did you leave me? We still have a lot to talk about... You also promised me when... we were a child... You will never leave me... So... What is this now?" You kept on crying in the building until the police came to the scene.

When you finally calmed down, you decided to see the body of Mikey and your cousin, you turn around and see a small table and find a small envelope in it you looked at the envelope and realized that it's a wedding invitation, Takemichi about to give Mikey. You cried again knowing the feelings of the woman your cousin about to marry. The feelings of losing someone you hold so dearly...

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(𝗘𝗡𝗗)

𝕳𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖔, 𝕿𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖎𝖘 𝖒𝖞 𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊, 𝕾𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖞 𝖎𝖋 𝖎𝖙'𝖘 𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖆 𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝖞𝖔𝖚, 𝕴𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖘 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖑 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖎𝖌𝖓𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖙, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖘 𝖙𝖔𝖔, 𝕮𝖆𝖓'𝖙 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖕 𝖎𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚- 𝕴'𝖒 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖌𝖔𝖔𝖉 𝖎𝖓 𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖍😅, 𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝕴 𝖍𝖔𝖕𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖊𝖓𝖏𝖔𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖞. 𝕶𝖊𝖊𝖕 𝕾𝖆𝖋𝖊♡!!!

[keimisan]

closest moots? or blogs that you really like?

KWBSJWJW i'm surprised you'd want to know but thank you sm for asking 🥺 its been about two months of the start of this blog, and honestly, its been such a nice experience. I have met some wonderful people who are also chaotic. I have met zebra wakasa, pink teddy sanzu and cow (???) hanma.

the closest moot i have here are @rae-blogging and @blueprint-han . But they're not a tr blog, so i'm not including them here i guess. P

theres no order

my first ever moot here is @hanniejji I LOVE HER SO MUCH SHE'S LIKE SO COOL and funny NAD SO NICE TO TALK TO. everytime a chapter or an episode drops, you'll catch me screaming in her inbox like some starved crow. Literally all of our convo is in caps lock, no kidding. my screaming buddy, simping buddy, and crying buddy in one package.

thenn @jyugosgf MY DESI SIS. like half the fandom is made of filipino population nd the other half is well, rest of the world. I never thought there'd be fellow desi blogs here. And PLS THE DESI RANTS/ DISCUSSIONS WE DID. Starting from momma baji caring for his hair in the most conventional indian way to om shanti om and deepika padukone, we've screamed. Damn it was so much fun. message for you if you see this bub: ily 🥺

@dr3ken ANOTHER DESI. she's funny, she's cool, her writings ABSOLUTELY CRAZY like bro did u learn that literature from shakespeare himself. i talk to her a lot, but in another social media. She texts like a loud punjabi AND PLS THE VIBE IS SO NICE LIKE you'll never be bored. Again, another caps lock buddy.

@sukunasbabymama first things first, she became my moot after i proposed to her. ma'am the proposal still stands- aNywAy, she's that one boss bitch who's also very comedic (you'll know if you read her works) i love how independent she is, and how free she thinks. Literally big sis energy, except that sis will take you out at 2 am to drink coke and throw the bottles into space with all the frustration you've got.

@sxlver-sweet the sweetest moot ever. she's an angel in human form, and a blessing to life. i went crazy over her works and sent an ask to yk, start communicating- she rb'ed that and deadass went WE NEED TO BE FRIENDS. that creme brule in my fridge that i'm eating slowly because i dont want it to end and will cry if i ever end it- thats her. also the only moot i've went jeogiyo noona hokshi namjachingu isseo (im so sorry if you dont get its, its kpop reference) and flirted like thrice with (probably) and will still continue to flirt because wkdjwjdjjw it is happiness.

and then @kallikrein my zebra wakasa comrade. i still feel no remorse for the amount of confusion we caused, nor the dash-clogging with countless reblogs we did. she's chaotic funny, and a professional charanon bringer. you literally can't but love her- there i said it.

@lila-skies i hyperventilated over her mitsuya request and thats it- thats how we became friends. SHE ALSO STANS RED-VELVET AND CHUNGHA LIKE please, you stan queens and i stan you.

@angrysupremacy a whole 24 carat gold with the cutest nose. i don't know why but i find her SO CUTE LIKE 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺. we fangirl about random tr posts on insta and its so nice talking to her! cute cute cute

@isuuki my bae. she too, is very sweet. brightens my day with her asks and makes me sob at the same time because --- death is coming and we're weeping every other day. i go 💕💞💖💗 Everytime i get an ask from her.

@tokyo-fukushu we dont have much interactions but i feel like she deserves a mention here. I'd definitely consider her one of my closest moots.

@uuden omg her works!! also simply her!! she's also really sweet! definitely in my closer moots list.

Last but not least, my cheese anonni (not mentioning you just in case) who also brings me serotonin. Shes so spontaneous and creative, as well as sweet. SHE GAVE ME HEART COOKIE DOUGH YALL 🥺

and @emergencyfoodpaimon 's posts are so fun to see. I really like seeing new things/fanarts. Also those heart memes make me go 💘💘💘💘

my moots' blogs are absolute masterpieces, and you'll totally love them. other than them, a few blogs that i really like are @kakuchan @maitani (my entire explore is filled with your content omg T.T) @harupill @manjikkai @everafterkeiji @ewitsren @red-beean @chif4yu @wwintersun sorry for the mindless tagging, please tell me if its bothering!

If you've read till the end, i applaud you omg. also, ship my moots with tr ask pspsppss, i really wanna do that.

[syahra]

The duck in the tub

It's a deadly relationship. Like the relationship between a snake and a lion. The snake could kill the Lion with a single bite, but the Lion could eat the snake with one little bite. It's just a question who will react and attack first. Because love will kill the weak ones.

The throne, whoever will take over it in the end. A big shiny crown, with diamonds and rubies is waiting to be taken over.

"Do you want one too?" Sanzu reaches out to Mikey and offers him one of his cigarettes. The red carton of the cigarettes is already overused and seems dirty.

"Yeah, sure", Mikey smiles coldly and takes one out of the carton, stucks them between his white teeth and looks up to Sanzu.

His eyes seem empty and cold, and still speak more emotions than his mouth ever would.

"What do you want?", Sanzu asks, looking down at Mikey.

"The cigarette doesn't light itself." His voice sounds calm, almost jokingly considering the situation.

Sanzu smiles, takes his black lighter out of his jeans and bows down to Mikeys face.

The lighter takes some tries, until a red flame dances above the lighter. Sanzu holds it near Mikey's cigarette and waits until the tip of it starts turning black and red.

Mikey sighs, takes a deep breath and inhales the taste of the fresh cigarette, nodding thankful.

Sanzu falls back on the couch and sighs: "How long do you wanna continue living like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like nothing. Just smoking, eating or sleeping when you have to and staring into the blank. How long do you want to continue like that?"

"Until it kills me."

Silence fills the room again, only the breathing sounds of Mikey smoking are able to be heard sometimes. The scent takes in the clothes and fills the room with an old vibe.

"We can still change that….you can't do this to me Mikey." Sanzu keeps his voice low and calm, so Mikey doesn't take it as an insult. But Mikey never really cared about the fact that Sanzu cares. Sanzu tries to save him from his death everyday, like a Lion saving its little kids when it starts raining. But Mikey is the baby that stays in the rain, looks up to the clouds and prays to the Gods to never stop the rain from falling.

He's trying to escape his despair with every little thing he can cling onto, but at the same time he is pushing everything away that could give him something to hold him in his place.

Just don't push Mikey over the borderline, he might fall and never reach the ground if.

Sanzu sighs and gets up from the couch: "Come with me Mikey."

"Where do you want to go with me?"

"To the bathroom."

"Why that?"

"You'll see. Now come with me."

Sanzu helps Mikey undress and folds his white shirts and pants neatly, laying them beneath his blue pyjamas. The water in the tub is warm and some bubbles are swimming on the water, covering Mikey's pale body like the one of a baby.

"Is it alright like this? I hope the water is not too hot, I was a bit distracted while the tub filled up."

"No, it's fine like this, thanks." Mikey's red lips form a nice smile.

Sanzu undresses too and gets behind Mikey in the tub.

"Is it comfortable?"

Mikey doesn't answer, but at least he doesn't complain, so it must be comfortable indeed.

The pink haired guy takes Mikey's blonde hair and forms a little ponytail with them, saving them from getting soaked. Then, he starts rubbing Mikey's back, softly, with a white sponge.

Mikey's attention is focused on the yellow playduck, swimming in front of him in the water. It's holding an ice cream and wearing a cute pink hat.

"The duck is cute right?"

"Yeah", Sanzu chuckles and takes a look at the duck over his shoulder. His eyes then wander back to Mikeys naked back and arms.

His pale skin seems like it would rip any second, only colouring the water red. Some scars from old fights appear pretty visible, reminiscent of his old story with the Tokyo Manji Gang and all of his stories after.

"Do you have any plans for tomorrow?", Mikey asks after some time of silence.

"Uh not really, just taking care of you as always."

"Then do something nice. Whatever you wanna do, I can also handle myself on my own."

"No you can't, you know that", Sanzu whispers and kisses Mikey's shoulder lightly.

Mikey doesn't reply to Sanzu's words, he seems to be agreeing in silence.

"Do you want to go with me Mikey?"

"Go where?"

"Eat something nice and watch the beach?"

"Mhm…", Mikey starts playing with the rubber duck, letting her swim around the tub and also swimming against his arms. Just like he would fight with the duck.

Sanzu smiles. Mikey looks so innocent and lovely playing with the duck in the bubbly water...hard to believe that he is all black and blank inside his skinny body. Pale like a deep well, where you bend down to look for your lost pennys.

"Okey, I will join you."

"Thank you, that's sweet." Sanzu kisses Mikey's shoulder a second time and lays his head onto his shoulder, sighing happily. Mikey's body is warm and wet, it feels oddly comfortable. Mikey always is comfortable, but he's too black on the inside to be lovely on the outside.

"Do you have anything specific you want to eat?"

"Nah", Mikey mumbles and his head falls against Sanzus, who smiles even more happily. This boy is just amazing to him every moment again. Suddenly he feels so near to Mikey. Like lover and lover chilling in the hot tub, playing with a weird looking rubber duck and planning their date. So sweet.

"Can you stop the smalltalk now?"

"Alright, sorry", Sanzu sighs, taken back to reality. Theres Mikey, the real Mikey, the cold Mikey.

There it is again. This cold wall between the two lonely boys. One longing for affection, and one longing for this single person.

"Let's get you out of the tub before you turn into an old granny from the outside", Sanzu chuckles, trying to lift the mood a bit again, and also trying to ignore the aching pain in his chest. Heartache.

Mikey gets out of the tub, rubs himself in his blue towel and sighs at himself in the mirror.

"I will head to sleep now."

"But you didn't dress yet?", Sanzu calls him back confused.

"Who cares? I don't need to wear pyjamas.

"But you will be cold", Sanzu mumbles and comes to Mikeys room: "At least wear the shirt allright? You always sleep without the blanket at the top."

Mikey nods, dressing with the blue pyjama tshirt and sighs.

"Please turn off the light when you leave."

"Of course….", Sanzu goes back to the door and looks back at Mikey once again. He looks like a little kid, whos tired from the playground games and the time he had to go to school. But hes not tired from the playground. He's tired because hes alive.

"Good night Mikey." With that, Sanzu leaves without looking back at Mikey.

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Wanted to share my Sanzu x Mikey ff like this too. Its also up on AO3 and Wattpad !! (Under the same name: the duck in the tub)

Thanks for reading :D