#inui seishu deserves better

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𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: "𝐏𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲"

˖ ࣪⭑You invited all your friends to your birthday party but only they came

♡ᵎ H e a d c a n o n s

𓂃 𓈒𓏸 ♡ 𝑭𝒕. Kazutora Hanemiya, Izana Kurokawa, Kakucho Hitto, Inui Seishu, Kokonoi Hajime, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Ran Haitani and Rindou Haitani

𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝.𝟷 | 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝.𝟸

·̩͙ ₊ ᨦ ♡ ᨩ ໋₊ ·̩͙ 𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚

Kazutora never cared about commemorative dates, despite that, your birthday was really special to him, for that reason, he would never miss your party.

The boy arrived a little later, realizing that no one had shown up at the place, as soon as he saw you sitting alone and crying compulsively, he felt terrible for not being able to do anything other than stay by your side.

"Hey? Don't cry.... I'm here for you, they don't deserve your tears." He wouldn't know very well how to act or what to say to comfort you, even so, Kazutora would remain by your side trying hard not to ruin you birthday complete.

"Happy birthday, let's not let those fuckers ruin your day." Kazutora would celebrate next to you, after that, he would definitely take you for a walk to distract you.

𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 ·̩͙ ₊ ᨦ ♡ ᨩ ໋₊ ·̩͙

Izana would wait to buy the flowers he intended to give you at the last minute so they wouldn't wither, so he would end up being late, but as soon as he arrived a few minutes after the start of you party, the platinum hair boy realized that there was absolutely no one in the place and as soon as he saw you crying, he realized that none of the your friends had shown up.

"Who do those disgusting people think they are to make my sweet girl cry on her birthday? As soon as I make sure you're better, I'll wipe out everyone's race." Izana would give you the flowers and your gift, hugging you right after, he definitely wouldn't leave it cheap, however, at that moment, Izana's only real concern would be you.

In order not to let your party go unnoticed, he would celebrate with you, being affectionate like he had never been before and making you have fun until you forgot your fucking fake friends.

·̩͙ ₊ ᨦ ♡ ᨩ ໋₊ ·̩͙𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

Kakucho would be the first to arrive at your birthday, showering you with gifts and kisses on your cheeks, as excited as he was for your presence, he couldn't help but notice that no one was arriving at your party.

"I'm so sorry those fucking idiots didn't come..." Kakucho would hug you immediately, then, holding your face and wiping off your tear-smeared makeup, he would say.

The tallest one definitely wouldn't allow them to ruin your day, so he kept you company and comforted you until you were excited again to celebrate.

"I would never let anyone ruin your birthday, my sweetheart, in fact, you look so cute eating your vanilla cake!" He would say with a smile on his face as he watched you closely, making sure that at least you were having enough fun to forget about those people.

𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐮·̩͙ ₊ ᨦ ♡ ᨩ ໋₊ ·̩͙

"Where are the rest of the guests? Wait... They didn't come? Fuck-... I'm so sorry, baby" Upon seeing your empty house, he would immediately question it, but soon Inui would realize that everyone refused to go to your party when you hugged him with tears in your eyes and smeared makeup.

"I'm sorry, we won't let them ruin such an important date, my princess." Inupi would leave your gift aside and hug you until you stopped crying, he felt bad that they ruined your birthday, so he promised himself not to make that date traumatic for you.

"You don't need those fake friends, we're fine celebrating alone, at least I'll try my best to make up for the absence of those fuckers." The blonde would be as loving as possible to cheer you up, you would share the cake and stay together talking throughout the night.

·̩͙ ₊ ᨦ ♡ ᨩ ໋₊ ·̩͙𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

Kokonoi is extremely punctual to his schedule, for this reason, he would be the first to be on your birthday, but, when he realized that he was the only one to answer your invitation, his heart broke instantly.

"I'm sorry they didn't come, my lovely baby..." He would say seeing you crying over the party decorations, Kokonoi would hug you and slowly calm you down even though he was so distressed to see you breaking down in tears.

"How about we go celebrate your birthday somewhere else? At the mall! I promise to let you buy whatever you want." Koko would take you shopping, allowing you to spend as much money as you wanted.

"Let's make those ridiculous people regret trying to ruin your birthday." He would state as he showered you with kisses on your face.

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨·̩͙ ₊ ᨦ ♡ ᨩ ໋₊ ·̩͙

Haruchiyo would be the first to arrive at your party, as time passed, he realized that no one else would show up and began to notice how much it had broken your heart.

"Hey, don't mind them... Let's enjoy your birthday together, okay?" He would say while hugging you, Sanzu would try to keep you as distracted as possiblepossible, being affectionate and trying to cheer you up.

You would sit together and eat all that cake and other food alone while Haruchiyo would tell you random things about his life to make you smile.

"...I don't know how these bastards could do this to someone as kind as you, but it doesn't matter, I'm here just for you." Sanzu would say as you wiped the whipped strawberry cream off your cheeks.

·̩͙ ₊ ᨦ ♡ ᨩ ໋₊ ·̩͙𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

Ran ended up oversleeping and was late, when he realized your party and saw your gift on the bedside table, he immediately got ready and went to your house.

"I was late but I'm here, baby." Ran would say, without noticing the empty environment, the taller boy only realized that no one had come to your party when you hugged him, crying and thanking him for coming.

"Of course I would come! Do you really think I would miss your party? No fucking way." He felt terrible that no one came, but since he was the only one at that party, he will try his best to give you a good birthday.

"At least there's more cake left for us, don't you think?" Ran would remain by your side, comforting you, to definitely cheer you up, during the night he would throw a huge party at his house together with Rindou.

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢·̩͙ ₊ ᨦ ♡ ᨩ ໋₊ ·̩͙

"...Did I arrive too early?" Rindou would question as soon as you opened the door and hugged him with tears in your eyes, at that moment, he would realize that no one came to your party.

"No one came, right? What disgusting people..." He would be embarrassed and mortally angry at the same time, but at least he felt obliged to cheer you up at all costs.

Rindou would give you your gift and comfort you, even though he wasn't the best at it, he intended not to ruin your birthday for good, being as affectionate as possible.

"We don't need those fuckers to celebrate your birthday, don't you think? We'll celebrate much better alone." He would definitely make sure to give you the best party ever, you would be together eating every last piece of cake and listening to music together all night.

[acalamity]

author's note

synopsis: you are inui's sun; the reason he can live

tokyo revengers! inui seishi x reader

more under the wubbaboo!!

To Inui Seishu you are like the sun; the unfailing, glorious sun that will always rise.

"Good morning, Inui-san." You approached the delinquent in crimson heels, like a flutter of iridescent light in his eyes, "How have you been?"

Inui Seishu of the tenth generation of Black Dragons is not one to smile, hardly one to enjoy anything at all. In fact, the person before you is someone who lives in violence and profiting off of it, bloodshed has become familiar and all that is wonderful has withdrawn from his living days— but you see the little blossoming smile of his eyes as he greeted you with a small nod, "[Name], I'm fine."

A pause, and after a moment, to continue this little conversation, he spoke again, revealing a part of his personal life. You are well aware Inui is a more private person, not always willing to share tidbits of his life and most definitely on guard a majority of the time. Yet, the delinquent tainted in violence before you, scrunched nose and eyebrows furrowed, was trying to make himself bare before you, "I bought these heels recently. . . How do you find it?"

You are like the sun that bestows light upon the moon, to shine in the deep darkness of endless nights.

You gazed down at the heels he was wearing, smiling after a moment, "I like it on you, Inui-san."

"I see. . ." You think you saw his lips lift (and you think you heard your heart freeze), "It's from a thrift store nearby."

You are like the sun: the centre of the world, and the brightest star within the sky.

". . . I'm sorry if this sounds intrusive, but you considered being a model?" You eventually responded, letting out a light laugh as shock enveloped his face. Inui blinked, staring at you inquisitively, "You have a good sense of style, appearance and composure for it."

"If you wish to do it, then I'm sure you'll succeed. But. . ." You clutched your school bag, your hearing drowned out by the heartbeat ringing within your ears. Unwittingly, as your gaze held affection that Inui didn't know was possible, and as heat burned upon his face, you admitted what was very much true to you, ". . . I'm sure, Inui-san, that if it's you, then you'll achieve something greater than I can imagine."

Inui Seishu of the tenth generation of the Black Dragons is a person of violence and bloodshed, by every standard he is in no way good. By no standard is he deserving of the utter faith you had in him. And you have neither evidence nor reason to believe in him so earnestly.

But you are like the sun; the reason good can prevail within his tainted heart.

— —

"Inui-kun, good afternoon. Recently, I went to the thrift store you told me about, thank you for that. How have you been?" You caught up to the walking delinquent, proceeding to walk by his side. Inui greeted you with a nod, more blatant this time, "[Name], I've been well. Black Dragons is gone now but Toman is treating me well."

"Eh? What happened to Black Dragons?"

"Oh. . . you see. . ." And so, the blond explained his Christmas to you, sighing at the end of his story, "Really, what the hell was I doing?"

There was a gentle squeeze upon his hand, "Inui-kun, you did a lot of horrible things."

A stab through his heart, ". . . I'm sorry."

"But I'm glad you look happy now." And the warm hand upon his own was gone. You took a step ahead and gazed at him over your shoulder, "It's a much better look on you."

Inui Seishu is still not a good person, he is someone who has yet to atone for all the grievances he caused and the many lives he ruined. He has yet to do anything deserving of a reward.

"The stilettos you like, the Black Dragons' uniform, wounds and scowls, branded clothing. . ." You started. Before him was an honest person, your eyes were clear and sparkling, as though spring waters had cleansed you, "I'm sure you'll look great regardless of what you wear, but I think you look much better when you're happy, Inui-kun!"

But you are like the sun who casts light indiscriminately, and whose light will always be there for those who seek it.

— —

"Inupi, may I write a piece after you?"

"Huh?"

"Was that too intrusive?" You took a step back, only to have the blond shake his head, "No, not at all. It was unexpected, that's all."

"But yes, of course you can."

"Really?" You grinned, "Thank you. I'll make sure to work really hard."

He's certain you will, he's also certain that it'll turn out wonderful— but his own heartstrings tugged at his heart and before he knew it the words slipped out on their own, "Are you sure. . .? I'm not somone admirable or anything."

"Yes. . . I'm not sure what you think of yourself but regardless of that, I want to let you see yourself through me. . . Our views of you might not align, but I think you're a lot more incredible than you know." You placed your hand in front of you, "So, please read it once I'm done."

Inui accepted your hand— his won palm soft and gentle upon you despite his wounds, "[Name]. . . you. . ."

"What is it?"

"No, nothing." And in the moment, the though occurred to him, [Name] [Last name]. . . without you, I truly am nothing.

For you are like the sun that illuminates all that is beautiful— and in your heart he is a part of that too.

— —

"Here." He placed a palm upon the piece, suddenly very bashful and meek. He turned his head away from you, staring at his feet, ". . . I know you wanted to write but I wanted. . . to do this for you. Please read it once I'm gone, [Name]."

And just like so, once Inui left, you've read the paper he gave you.

It is undoubtedly born out of his blood, sweat and tears— born out of the pounding, beating heart within his chest. And most importantly—

You glanced over the letters upon the paper, the world around you faded as you stood frozen on his spot. It was just you, your erratic heart thundering within your ears, and the combusting warmth within your entire being.

— it is born out of his love for you.

For you are his sun: the centre of his world and the reason he can live.

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Prompt number 3 with Rindou or Inui (or both but not a threesome 😂) please 😭

a/n: hi! so i decided to do inui with this request because i felt like the prompt fit him much better. this is also my first time writing for him, so i’m sorry if this is ass 😭 but thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy!! 🫶🏻

pairings: inui seishu x fem!reader

warnings: nsfw, smut, unprotected sex, vanilla sex, praising, use of pet names (baby, my love), creampie, mentions of after care.

prompt #3: “please kiss me.”

Two whole years.

It had been two whole years since you had started dating your boyfriend Inui. It was honestly hard to believe. Spending almost every moment together was like a dream come true, and you were so glad to have had the opportunity to become his girlfriend all those months ago. He made your life such a happier place when he entered it, and being his girlfriend only made it much better from there.

Today was your anniversary. The both of you had been excited for this day from the moment you realized that it had arrived. 

Inui, being the most amazing boyfriend he was, spent weeks planning your date. It went successfully of course. You both ate at a fine restaurant that was in the center of the city you lived in. It was amazing and the food was divine. Then, once you both finished eating, you returned home to your shared apartment to finish off the evening with some well deserved intimacy. 

It was like he could fall in love with you all over again. He never got tired of the sight of you looking beautiful while he rutted his hips into yours. He honestly thought you deserved something special for your anniversary. He wanted to spoil you even more than he already had throughout the day, and he knew physical intimacy might have been the best gift of all. 

Your fingers intertwined with his. Your eyes were hazy with pleasure, but there was this sense of love that coursed through your veins. He was taking such good care of you. It’s one of the main reasons why you fell for him so long ago. “I-Inui..! It feels so good..!” you gasped, squeezing his hand much tighter now. 

The blonde man above you smiled. Your voice was smooth and soft like honey. He could listen to talk all day. “Yeah..? I’m glad you love it, baby, because you deserve it all..” he used one of his hands to trace the line underneath your jaw, staring admirably at your gorgeous features. Fuck, he realizes every damn day why he loves you. There’s so much to like. He couldn’t pick just one thing. 

His pace was sensual and very tender. He wasn’t going too fast or being rough by any means. He was taking his time with you, and there’s nothing more you enjoyed than that. Sometimes you often prefer a nice and steady pace rather than something rushed. Inui was going to do exactly that with you. You deserved to know that he loved you more than anything else on the planet. You were an angel that was sent from Heaven just for him, and he was going to make sure you were treated with delicacy. 

Inui knew you were getting close. Your whimpers were growing louder and you were starting to become more clingy. You were so stunning. He could honestly marry you. “Gettin’ close, my love?” he looked down at you with a nod. 

You shook your head vigorously. He felt your walls getting tighter and it only gave him more pleasure. “Y-Yes! Fuck.. I need you, Inui!” you whined, placing your arms around his neck.

He leaned down to your level, so your faces were now just inches apart. His heart swelled with love and he could honestly feel himself melting within you. He loved you. Fuck, he loved you so so much. “Please kiss me.” he said, looking at your amazing features that he adored more than anything else. 

You did exactly as he asked. You lifted your head and caught his lips with yours. A sweet kiss was shared between the two of you. It was soft, warm, and overall completely full of love. He never got tired of your sweet lips against his own. 

As you both kissed, he swallowed any moans that escaped from your throat. He’d occasionally swipe his tongue along your bottom lip to tease you. He had to stop himself from biting down the second your cunt clamped down around his cock, squeezing him nice and tight. How cute he thought to himself. 

Inui pulled away to admire your post-orgasm expression. You still looked just as pretty as you did before it. His own high was creeping up on him, so he started to quicken his pace just a bit. He lent you his hand to hold while he made love to you. “Shit.. I’m close..” he groaned. “So beautiful.. fuck, I love you.” 

“I-I love you more, Inui!” you replied, squeezing his hand. 

Several curses left his mouth, but he eventually reached his orgasm. He grunted deeply when his cum began to seep into your womb. You hadn’t expected him to fill you up, but you weren’t opposed by any means. If anything, you craved that feeling. 

Inui then collapsed beside you, pulling your body close to his. You were both sweaty, but the two of you could care less. He kissed the top of your head and smiled to himself at your touch. “Happy Anniversary, princess..” he whispered, running his fingertips along your delicate skin. 

You giggled. “Happy Anniversary, baby.”

[zaenaris]

Just two lost souls

Inui and Koko find each other again after Takemichi’s and Mikey’s death. But twelve years have passed, and things can’t be like they used to anymore.

                                                  ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ☾

That was the only thing they were able to do. Seishu felt a little disappointed in himself, noticing that he still couldn’t find a better way to handle the situation with Koko after all that time. Enjoying each other's presence for just a moment, a second more and pretending nothing happened.

Day 2 of @/inuiseishuweek on Twitter : Bonten 🎴Kokonui/Inukoko 🎴Rating: Teen & up audience. Not explicit, but it's Bonten TL with its consequences, mind the tags 🎴Words: 3608, oneshot

Same under the cut and on AO3

When Seishu woke up, dim morning light coming through the window, he found himself looking at Koko’s thin, naked back.

He was hunched over his tablet, reading some news, probably related to Bonten, the criminal organization he worked for, the strongest in Japan, that just lost its leader, Manjiro Sano.

Seishu knew the man in front of him was Koko, that the figure sitting legs crossed on the other side of the bed, was his former best friend and something more, something they had never been able to define.

But Seishu also knew that twelve years inevitably change people.

Koko had alway been slim, but not that much. He never smoked first thing in the morning, he smoked in front of others when it was required and at night, as a stress relief; he found annoying when Seishu, bored, smoked a cigarette or two in the morning, waiting in their hideout for Koko to fix his curls before leaving for the day. Apparently no more, given the recently put-out cigarette in an ashtray on the nightstand.

Seishu used to know every centimeter of Koko’s body, the warmth of his skin, every scar and how he got it, every momentary bruise. Now he didn’t know any of that anymore. He was staring at a scar below his right shoulder, probably a gunshot wound.

At some point in those twelve years, someone shot Koko in the back.

That was not supposed to happen, it made no sense in Inui’s mind. For an irrational moment he felt it was his fault, the scar a physical proof that he was never enough, he couldn’t do anything for Koko, to help him the way he deserved, when he needed it the most.

He felt sick thinking about what happened to Koko. Thinking he wasn’t there for him. Who helped Koko at the time, when he was shot? Did someone stay with him, waiting for Koko to wake up, or was he all alone? Seishu knew it was useless making assumptions, he could ask, Koko was right there, for the first time in twelve years, he could talk to him, at last.

Instead, without thinking, he reached his hand to touch the scar, featherlike.

Koko turned around abruptly. Too fast, as if he was ready for a fight, eyes sharp, before realizing it was Inui. His expression softened immediately.

“Hey Inupi” he put the tablet away on the nightstand, a small smile on his face. “I didn’t notice you were awake. Did I wake you up?”

“No, I just slept enough”

Koko probably didn’t even realize some unhealthy curiosity and guilt moved Seishu’s arm towards him. But it didn't matter at that point.

They were both awake and it was morning. That meant they probably had to talk.

About the previous night. The previous day.

That was always the worst part. When they were teenagers, they barely acknowledged the nights and the stolen moments of intimacy they shared, too ashamed to talk about it and too afraid to ruin the precarious balance they found among their respective messed up young lives.

But was there anything left to lose at that point?

Laid on a side, Inui invited Koko to join him under the sheet, gentle eyes studying Koko and an encouraging half smile on his face.

Hajime joined him, enjoying the warmth of Inui’s hug and holding him back.

That was the only thing they were able to do. Seishu felt a little disappointed in himself, noticing that he still couldn’t find a better way to handle the situation with Koko after all that time. Enjoying each other's presence for just a moment, a second more and pretending nothing happened.

It was familiar and incredibly different at the same time.

Koko kissed his forehead, his nose, his cheek and then his scar, always his scar, always so reverent with it. There was a time, when Inui was younger, when he felt he didn’t deserve that affection, that wasn’t for him anyway. Now he felt like a man in a desert, happy for a single drop of water.

I didn’t learn anything.

Koko sighed, caressing his blond hair.

“Sorry Inupi, this is so awkward right?”

“A little, I guess”

The day before, at Hanagaki’s funeral, Seishu had seen all the people that in time had become his friends, his new family when he was sure his own biological family (what was left of it) couldn’t care less about him, but it was all wrong. The same people should have been reunited for his wedding, not for his funeral. Hinata should have cried tears of joy, not despair.

To make things worse, there were the journalists, waiting like vultures, searching for some scoop, incapable of leaving Hinata and the closest family members alone in their grief.

Seishu was already disgusted enough by how the media turned his friend’s homicide in some sensational news, especially since it was inevitably tied up with Manjiro Sano's suicide.

After waving goodbye to the others, he was ready to come back home. To do what, he didn’t really know. The moments after a funeral had always been a weird limbo for Seishu. And that’s when he saw a figure in the crowd. A man with, apparently, no distinctive feature, tidy short dark hair, that would have been perfectly anonymous, a perfect mask. If only that person hadn’t been Seishu’s other half.

At the beginning, Koko’s presence was a constant in his life, the two of them always together, for better or for worse. But he had learnt to live without him because life, cruel as usual, went on anyway, even without Koko. It was crazy to think that a person he was sure he would have died for, the person he thought would have stayed with till the bitter end, would have just left one day, out of the blue. It was crazy to think he didn’t do more to stop Koko, because at the time, he thought the right thing to do was to let him go, to set him free from the ghosts of their past.

And yet, it didn’t mean that Seishu stopped thinking about him, especially at night, when regret was his only companion. But he learnt to go on anyway.

So recognizing Koko, beneath a mask that would have fooled everyone else, perfect wing and formal clothes, the day of one of his friend’s funerals, was literally the last thing he expected.

“So” Inui took a deep breath, while playing with Koko's now long and white hair, anonymous wig and dark clothes forgotten on the floor from the night before “can you explain to me why I’m here?”

Koko rolled on his back, staring at the ceiling, gently tugging Seishu closer. He didn’t need to be asked twice to snuggle up to Koko.

“Bonten is weak at the moment, nobody expected Mikey to die like that. To be honest, we executives expected Mikey to die young, between depression and drugs, he was a dead man walking but we suspect it wasn’t just… a fatality, we think maybe our enemies somehow planned it, coerced Hanagaki in a way or another; it made no sense for Takemichi to act like that only a few days before his own wedding. Maybe we’re wrong, but our enemies already knew Mikey was sick, so we are trying to walk through all options. Our men are all over the city, trying to defend our territories all over Japan as well as we speak. Me and some of my most trusted men were at Hanagaki’s funeral as well because we had to check the situation”

Inui raised an eyebrow.

“You are too important for the organization to do something like that, you shouldn’t be on the field and you could have easily sent your men without you. Why were you there?”

Koko kept staring above, he didn’t even deny his excuses made no sense.

“I guess I felt I had to be there. I remember what Hanagaki tried to do for us. It was the first time someone that wasn’t you did something nice for me without asking for anything in exchange. It’s stupid and makes no sense, I know, but I felt it was the last and only decent thing I could do. Saying goodbye”.

Koko opened his mouth, as he wanted to add something, but he stopped, probably to reorder his thoughts.

“I didn’t expect you to recognize me, Inupi. Of course I knew you would have been there, I tried my damn best to stay away from you, do my job, make peace with my conscience and go home. But I guess that’s not how it works when you’re involved”, he snorted.

Definitely not, since they were naked in a hotel room.

Seishu felt that both of them were dancing around the problem, avoiding the elephant in the room. Neither or them had planned that reunion, nor looked for. it But, for how crazy it was, it felt like not a day had passed since he and Koko separated all those years ago, there still was something deeply rooted in their essences that made them meet again, in a dimension of their own, where time and life couldn’t interfere. On the other hand, he knew it was only an illusion.

“Now what’s gonna happen” to us “to Bonten?”

“I mean, I told you we actually expect Mikey to die sooner or later, sooner to be honest. We tried rehab many times, but even Sanzu gave up on that at a certain point. There were moments where he was just a shell, empty inside, and others where he was able to kill an entire room of armed soldiers. In all those years I never really managed to understand that man, besides the fact he was a power of nature, at his peak at least”.

Koko brushed a lock of hair behind Inui’s ear before continuing.

“We expected an overdose, to be honest. Something we could have hidden for a few days, maybe weeks or months, just the time to reorganize and put into effort the “succession” plans we made. But now all Japan knows about it, especially our rivals and enemies, that will try to take advantage of that. Sanzu was Mikey’s number two and Takeomi, his brother, has always been able to somehow profit off of his brother’s position in the gang, even if they had this weird relationship where they barely stand each other, but within the organization, they seem to work well. Anyway, I can’t deny Takeomi has always been a good counselor for the organization, so now that Sanzu is the leader, I wouldn’t be surprised if he becomes the real boss in the shadows. The thing is that Bonten was Mikey and Mikey was Bonten. But now that he’s dead, even if we were ready, in theory, I don’t know what will happen and if the others executives will actually accept Sanzu”

“Is it dangerous for you?” “For me? Nah, even if there’s an internal war, I’ll be neutral”

Koko answered too fast, with too much nonchalance.

“Did you ever consider quitting?” Koko snorted. “And why should I? I have everything I always needed. He was a winning horse. Being with Mikey for all these years made me exactly the person I needed to be”

That was bullshit.

“But is it also what you wanted? Because I don’t think you needed to be just some gang’s wallet”

The atmosphere changed in the room. Koko sat straight, leaving Seishu’s arms, his answer a cold whisper.

“Inupi, you don’t show up after all this time telling me how to live my life. You don’t know me. Not anymore.”

And that hurt. Because maybe it was true. It hurt thinking the person he grew up with, his best friend, the person he was sure he’d had spent his whole life with, one way or another, was just a memory. Maybe Seishu had to accept it. The person he used to know and that still loved, probably stopped existing years before. But it also felt so wrong.

“I’m not telling you that, and it’s true we’re both different, I won’t deny it, I’m just saying that if things get dangerous, you should reflect and-”

“And you think I don't?! That I didn’t see it coming sooner or later?

Hajime stood up, collecting his clothes scattered on the ground.

“Mikey is dead, fine, but Bonten’s money stays, and either things go smoothly, everyone accepts Sanzu and implicitly Takeomi, or there will be an internal war. Either way, whoever wins needs someone to handle the money, and that someone is always me, since it’s the only fucking thing I’m needed for! And if they don’t need me anymore, Bonten is not the only organization in Japan, I have my own companies unrelated to Bonten, I’ll be fine anyway.”

“I’m sorry Koko, you’re right, you sure know these things better than me, but it just seems too easy, you told me Bonten’s enemies could take advantage of the situation, attacking the executives and who knows what. But I guess I’m just worried”. It was useless trying to pretend he wasn’t.

“It’s not your place worrying for me, I always took care of everything on my own since I was a kid, now it’s no different.” Koko was still upset while he was buttoning his shirt, but Seishu noticed something melancholic in his voice.

“I know you’re perfectly able to take care of everything, but I’m trying to say that, if you ever change your mind-”

“On what?” Koko was exhausted, Seishu could feel it in his voice, in his now empty eyes, so different from the gaze he reserved for him that very night.

“This is not a life you just decide to quit and that’s it, we’re not kids anymore, you should know it. Besides, you take for granted that I’m not okay living this life. I am. This is a decision I took a long time ago and I’m sticking with it, this is who I am.”

Koko’s words were like steel, harsh and cold, but everything else betrayed his real feelings. He let himself fall on the bed again, powerless, giving up on dressing after wearing his underwear and his shirt.

“If this is exactly what you wanted from your life, then I’m happy for you, but, I may be naive or just an idiot but you don’t look happy to me, and I’m sorry for that". Seconds that felt like eyes passed in a tense silence. " I wish I could have done more”.

Seishu felt his eyes watering at the thought that maybe, if things had been different…

“I told you that it’s not your place-”

“You’re wrong Koko, I let you go when you needed me the most!”

Both of them were surprised by Seishu’s statement. But Inui kept going, while Koko was silent and wide-eyed.

“I knew you still felt guilty over Akane, and couldn't let her go, I understood that, but I was also so afraid you didn’t see me at all and I chose the worst fucking moment to say that, now I realize it”

He cupped Koko’s face, on the verge of tears; the other, in turn, seemed incapable of looking away from Inui.

“And I’m so sorry for that, I believed you just needed to stay away from me, that I was the root of all your problems. I should have never let you go.” Seishu felt a little tear escaping his eye, the same moment he wiped the tears streaming down his face.

“After everything I did for you Seishu, how could you think…? But it’s true, it was my fault, I had to fix it somehow and- I had to leave, I knew you would have been alright with the others, but me? You and Akane were in that fucking hospital and instead of staying there with you, my first thought was to find an impossible amount of money for a kid that age, I was so stupid and what the fuck was wrong with me?”

“You were a child, it wasn’t up to you finding that money, and it was not your fault Akane died.”

Koko didn’t listen and went on.

“And you were always so good to me, you told me to stop, to go home, take care of myself. I even involved you in my schemes when she was already dead.”

“You didn’t involve me in anything, I needed the violence, the fightings, all of that, because I didn’t know better. Violence was the only thing that made sense at the time and if it could help you, it was fine for me”

“But Seishu, don’t you see? You should have hated me, when I saved you from the fire calling her name, when I couldn’t save Akane as well, and maybe you did, I don’t know, but for some incomprehensible reason, you never left me and my messed up problems. I hated Shinichiro and the others because I was jealous, because they were unrelated to all this mess. And then I realized that, in the right environment and with the right people you could have been happy even without me.”

“Koko what are you…”

“And I was right”. Hajime caressed Seishu’s tear streaked face. “It’s not your fault, leaving was the only thing I could do. You found your people, you have your shop, your dream job and you’re safe. You didn’t deserve the same fate as me. But me? Making money for the wrong reason and for the wrong people is the only thing I could do, the only thing I’ve ever done and will always do until I die or get killed. And I accepted that many years ago.”

Seishu shook his head, kissing Koko’s hand, the one that, as always, caressed his scar.

“It doesn’t have to be like that forever, if we’re here right now is because I believe that one way or another we can change this situation”

“Please Seishu, please, I’ve been weak once, but I’m not going to ruin you and all I did for a moment of weakness.”

“This is not a moment of weakness and you know it, deep down I know this is not the life you want”

“And then enlighten me, what does my ideal life look like? You and I in Okinawa, or, I don’t know, in Brazil, or Australia? with our little bike show, you with your bikes, me keeping the accountability far away from all this?”

Seishu couldn’t help but smile a little at the idea.

“See? You already found a solution”

Koko looked at him in disbelief before a half, sad little smile appeared also on his face. Maybe after visualizing the scene for a second, just one.

“We can’t do that, it’s too dangerous for you, I’m not risking that much Seishu”

“It doesn't have to happen and I understand I have no right to tell you how to live your life, but Hajime” he took his hand, tracing his palm with a finger “are you still into tarots, all that stuff? Don’t you think this happened for a reason, what would you crystals say?”

“We can’t, if someone finds it out, it’ll be too dangerous for you and I can’t allow it.” “And you think I’ll just pretend this never happened? I should pretend I never saw how sad you are? I should leave you again, when I regret that decision every day of my life?”

“It’d easy for me to disappear, if I’d want to”

“I know, but I’d look for you, I’d never stop”

“You’ll stop sooner or later, you’ll get tired”

“Try me”

They both sighted.

“Koko, I get you have your life and there are many real dangers, but I know there are so many things you’re hiding to protect me, and I know the moment we get out of this room the spell is broken and you will disappear and it will be a living hell for me to find you again. And I know that I'm useless and you don’t need me nor my help. And yet, now that I found you again, I don’t want to make the same mistake. When we’ll say goodbye I know I may not see you ever again, that’s why I want you to understand. I made my mistakes, and it’s not my place to tell you how to live your life, I'm aware, but if you’d ever want… a friend to talk with, you know where to find me.”

“Inupi…” Koko sounded so tired, maybe that is why he let himself fall again into Seishu’s arms, both of them landing on the soft mattress.

“That’s not gonna work, we both know it, so why pretend?”

“I told you, I did my mistakes and I‘ll try to fix them, step by step, if you want me to”

Koko didn’t answer immediately, pondering the possible outcomes without exposing them to Inui.

He finally met Seishu’s green eyes, a grin that would have probably been sarcastic in another context, but his eyes betrayed a grain of hope.

“I guess we’ll see what’s going to happen later” he kissed him languidly, “but not now”

“No, not now”

Now they were in their limbo, their purgatory where time didn’t exist. They know very well they’d have to face everything, but they also knew that would have probably been the last time they saw each other. And if they’d had to spend the rest of their life without each other, they could at least make that dream come true just a little longer.

[peachmuses]

@sociieties asked: " love you, i love you. " inupi's not hearing him, though, brushing koko off because he's been saying it so casually, lately. he breathes out slowly, ignoring the way inupi walks by without even looking his way. " inupi -- seishu, i'm in love with you. "

koko says i love you like an itch. he says it like if he scratches it enough -- some scab he has will heal over. he says i love you - in whispered confessions and kisses on the streets outside of the shop out of sight of everyone. in 'i got you these because i know you like the brand', in the way that seishu feels eyes on him when he's supposedly alone. ( its become too much / he thinks. koko loves him / koko does not love him enough to run off together. that's what he's thought about ever sense, koko has started saying these words again. ) hands are in his pocket -- as he thinks these thoughts and walks along the street, alone. the wind is light and inui thinks about koko. these are some of the simplest facts of life. it's a beautiful day / he's in love with someone who won't even toss the idea of running off together a chance - won't even entertain it - and inui feels more like koko's secret most days than anything. the wind blows / and he hears his name, heel stopping against ground as he turns around, cornflower blue wide-eyed at koko ? he's confused --- ( okay, so it's not that much of a leap to assume that he's being watched. koko has a history of it, anyways; and while he may run a simple bike shop now; he did use to be quite dangerous. it'd be smart to watch him, anyways. ) that's not what's surprising - the fact that koko is telling him that he's in love with him, is. koko loves him - this much, inui knows to be true. ( like an itch, he thinks, inui thinks he says it to make it feel better. ) from kissing - then making out - and koko trailing after him; to each going separate ways because koko thinks inui deserve(d) better. ( and maybe he did / but inui loves koko and does not care. ) " what -- " dumbly, " you're in love with me ? "

[anyaaforger]

Delusion or Not

Summary: It all started behind the library that one summer day, it was a downward spiral since then.

Pairing: Kokonui

Warnings: Angst, Implied Smut (only if you squint real hard), character study, Inui-centric

A/N: Look, I would apologize for whatever this is but I'm not going to, so suffer. Love y'all uwu. Also I don't hate Koko, I just think that Inui should've beat his ass at least once for all the bullshit Koko made him go through.

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Inui Seishu wasn’t asleep his eyes were just closed, there was a cool spring breeze and the curtain fluttered with the wind. It was nice, it had been a while since Seishu found himself feeling so calm. He would admit, it was a little risky resting in the library, anyone could walk by and mistake him for a girl or he could get scolded by the librarian, neither sounded very appealing to him. But he still wanted to stay in the same spot, it was soothing, except for maybe the heels he was wearing.

It was irrational, his reason to put those death traps on that is. He didn’t need to do such ridiculous things, with or without the heels, those feelings would still be there, heels or no heels Inui Seishu would always get the short end of the stick, regardless he still wore those, as if shoe bites lasting weeks wasn’t enough of a nuisance.

At some point Seishu lost track of time, it would probably be best to go home now, he thought. He was yet to have lunch, he was starving. Just as he was ready to move, he heard footsteps coming his way.

Shit, he thought. Maybe it was just another person walking by, it was better to stay in the same spot instead of getting caught by that psycho librarian. And Inui stayed there, his eyes closed and not moving an inch, still. The footsteps got closer and closer until Inui felt the wind get blocked by an intense heat, and a smell that he could never miss, overwhelming and suffocating, so strong it felt like a rope tightening around his neck, choking him slowly until he was to stop breathing altogether.

That smell and that heat got closer and closer, making him dizzy. And there it was, the flutter of heat he felt on his lips, quick and hot. The wind blew stronger, lifting the curtains in the air.

And at that moment, there was a balance of hot and cold. And just for a moment, Inui felt at peace like he was floating on a cloud, above the land, above all the chaos and the fire, the smoke and the ashes, the hospitals and the scent of death they bought along, above it all.

And in the blink of an eye, it was all gone, the heat and the wind. The curtain returned to its place gently trailing behind the wisps of the wind. Inui heard a pair of knees hitting the ground.

Say it, he thought.

Say my name.

“Akane.”

Ha! This bastard, this disgusting son of bitch, fuck.

Inui felt disgusting, he wanted to throw up and then scrub himself until his skin was red and on fire. He needed to leave, he needed to leave now and get away, how foolish of him to think such delusions would come true, how foolish of him to think that he wasn’t a replacement.

How very foolish.

Inui opened his eyes, as he heard the footsteps go further and further away. He stood up, running out of the library.

Never again, he thought. Not in his entire lifetime, no matter how long or short will he ever let such a thing happen again.

He rushed into his bathroom, the moment he stepped foot into his house. Puking his guts out as his mother knocked on his door asking him what was wrong. He touched his forehead on the sink mirror, the vile taste of vomit still lingering in his mouth.

“Bastard,” he mumbled.

Never again, he thought. But he was wrong, it happened over and over again for years, and Inui never said anything, he kept quiet and took it, at some point it went from when Inui was unconscious, to him being conscious, be awake, and aware. But that didn’t stop Koko, not even streaming tears would stop Koko.

It became a thing. No, they became a thing. Something that would fulfill both their delusions. And every time it happened, Inui found himself puking in the bathroom. While Koko listened to him retching outside the door, not having enough courage to comfort or confront him. And when Inui would come out, his skin still crawling with disgust he would either find Koko gone or asleep.

It had been the case for years until suddenly Koko was gone. And Inui Seishu should’ve been happy, Inui Seishu should’ve been relieved that the one person who had haunted him for so long was gone, was out of his life. But instead, he felt like he was crumbling, this delusion, these lies that he had made up suddenly came tumbling down without any rhyme or reason. And then it made sense. He wasn’t it and it wasn’t him. Delusion or not, he was never enough.

It has been years since then, slowly Inui had picked himself back up, pieced himself together until he was satisfied, walked out of the delusion he had been living in for years, and faced reality headstrong, this time without a pair of heels.

[kokonoi]

Tokyo Revengers - Kokonui for @seishue

For my love, my queen, my bestie on the other side of the world, happy birthday Rissa!!! 

[kodzukyan]

the long way home (to you)

notes: happy belated birthday, rissa! cheers to our tokrev momster, the baby of group therapy, and the light of my life!! words can’t describe how much joy you bring to my life, and i’m thankful every day for you. thank you for putting up with all the dumb shit i say on the daily HAHA. i love you so much. 🥺💖 @seishue (also thank you to annette and ilayda for putting up with me as i overthink every thing HAHA 🥺) 

summary: the concept of home redefined through the years. - kokonui

wc: 1.6k

Home is an abstract concept, but it’s something Koko has always been able to define.

At eight, it was sitting in Seishu’s room and the sound of pencils scribbling on summer homework as the air conditioner hummed through the silence. At eight, it was the sound of his laughter as Seishu pouts about summer homework. At eight, it was Akane with her golden hair and sky-blue eyes as she brings in barley tea and snack cakes. At eight, it was the warmth that blooms in his chest as his heart thunders excitedly and recklessly at the sight of Akane’s pretty smiles and playful teasing.

At eight, it was the sound of fire crackling and tearing through the home he knew.

(All he sees is the painted reds and oranges of fire, burning, burning, burning through home as he knows it.

He runs into the fire anyway because he promised. He will save her, save love as he knows it. As if he’s running on autopilot, he just bulldozes through the building of burning wood and flaming memories because he purely has one end goal. He runs, runs, runs, and finally sees her, sees the promise he vowed to protect.

He doesn’t think because all he cares about is Akane, his promise, and he grabs her and runs. He sighs in relief as they make it. As he breathes in the fresh air, he sees light blue eyes staring right back at him, too light to be paired with the soft smile that flutters his heart, and he feels like he can’t breathe. He stares vacantly at Seishu, and as pain reflects back from his blue eyes, Koko hates himself for feeling upset that he saved his best friend instead of his sister.

His eyes drift from downcast eyes to the blazing building, and his heart stops. He’s breathing, but his body is frozen and his mind is dazed. The forbidding feeling in his chest swells into a looming shadow, and he feels crushed as it devours him whole.)

At eight, home burns. All he’s left with is Seishu’s hand clutching his as they stand in a white room. The love of his life laid still, and the steady beep of the heart monitor drowns out their cries.

-----

At fifteen, home was found through crimes and bonds built through money and blood. At fifteen, it was wistful thinking and forcing the image of Akane onto his best friend, hoping, praying that she will still smile at him all the same. But she doesn’t because all he recognizes is Seishu and his steady eyes as he looks forward. In contrast, Koko feels increasingly aware that he was the only one running in circles with no destination.

Seishu has constantly seen him, always looked at him as him. And despite conventional belief, while he still detects traces of Akane, he sees Seishu too. He cherishes him too, in a different way than how he loved Akane, in a way that reminds him that love is steady.

He loves Seishu in a way that he will always, always choose him. Like the consistent beat of his heart, love flows softly, tenderly, subtly. Unlike the blazing flutters of his heart he felt with Akane, it's more like the stars that twinkle night after night. With Seishu, he doesn’t have to be the Koko who exclusively knows how to break things and make money. With Seishu, he can completely just be Koko. A gentle lull, rest stop, a stronghold against the world where he doesn’t have to run, where he can finally sleep.

Seishu deserves better, though. He deserves someone who isn’t chasing after the image of a dead girl while being half in love with him. He deserves someone who isn’t running in circles, both mentally and emotionally. He deserves someone who loves him fully instead of his half-baked feelings that grow and surface with every moment, but he refuses to acknowledge.

(Because if he does, what will he have left? Who is he without money and his feelings for the one who commenced it all?

He’s a little more lost than found, so he just keeps on running, running, running in hopes to discover some answers, to finally reach somewhere he can just be.

(He doesn't know how to stop.)

Somehow, he thinks Seishu knows all along anyway with the way he still squeezes his hand and looks at him like he’s still worth it. He still enables him to lean in and tuck himself in between the crook of his neck and breathe in the scent of home.)

But home, Koko thinks, becomes a little more undefined when they part ways. Because he can no longer protect Seishu, who keeps on going and facing forwards while he’s still stuck on a repeated loop. Because he knows he’s gripping Seishu back from growing and becoming someone who can take on the world.

(Because he loves him.)

So, he lets go of home and wonders since when did it become so cold without Seishu’s hand holding his.

-----

At eighteen, he is completely lost. The sight of Akane’s smiling is long gone and the warmth of Seishu’s hand in his has gone cold. The looming shadow that has been following him is always ready to overtake him, but he fights on anyway because he has to see it through.

(See what through? He doesn’t know exactly.)

Ironically, it has incessantly been the bleakest moments when Seishu appears beside him. He’s still running loops on repeat, but he thinks an alternative path opens up when Seishu extends his hand out. He wants to take it, wants to altogether stop running because he’s so tired.

“Koko.” Seishu prompts as he holds his hand out, “I’ll give you half of my burdens, so give me half of yours too.”

He grasps Seishu’s hand, and Seishu pulls him up. Koko leans into the crook of Seishu’s neck like he did before, and as if all the years of exhaustion finally caught up to him, he cries. He cries for the loss of Akane, cries for the loss of what could have been, cries for the loss of home.

Seishu just stands still and supports him tightly in his arms as he breaks.

“I’m with you.”

He used to think he was the one who supported Seishu, but he thinks he’s been proven time and time again that it’s the opposite way around.

“We don’t talk about this,” Koko sniffles as he leans into Seishu’s hold.

“Okay,” Seishu promises and places a tender kiss on his temple.

Koko has never believed in God. God wasn’t there when he needed him; God still isn’t here when he needs him. But as their bodies press together, limbs tangled and eyes locked, he wonders if this is what heaven feels like.

("Koko," Seishu starts. A conversation that has been lingering in the back of his mind; a conversation that has to be said. He pauses, wandering eyes hesitant to confront black ones before he inhales sharply. "I’m not Akane."

Koko's teasing smile fades, intense eyes meeting crystalline blue ones that are slightly lighter than the girl he loved once. He used to imagine the boy in front of him as his sister, the one he swore he would protect, but he can’t even fathom the thought now. He can see her traces, but he thinks he never desires it to be her anymore. He just wants his best friend, his comfort, his home, him. "I know."

His callous hands reach for Seishu’s burn scar, caressing it gently before he trails down and brushes Seishu’s soft cheek. He cradles it for a moment before he presses his forehead against Seishu’s, softly, fondly. He’s earnest as his eyes staring straight into blue ones, a vulnerability in his gaze. A realization, a truth, something he’s long figured out but didn’t want to admit because he didn’t want to let go of all that he knew.

But he notes the man in front of him now, feels the warmth of his cheek and the softness in his glance, and Koko finally smiles and feels like it’s okay to stop.

“I only see you, Seishu. You, and only you.”)

At eighteen, he comes home after wandering the world, thinking maybe he can ultimately stop his journey to obtain something because he had someone all along.

-----

At twenty-one, home looks a lot like the one from his childhood. A modest one-bedroom apartment with an equally small living room and kitchen, but there’s still the sound of pencils scribbling as Seishu writes down the grocery list and the air conditioner still hums through the summer daze.

Life feels so calm that everything before this moment feels like a fever dream. He wakes up next to Seishu, drinks coffee — black for him, two sugars and heavy on the milk for Seishu — together before they part ways for work or whatever they have for the day. They take turns picking dinner or leave it to the roulette when they can’t decide, and sometimes they go out with their friends for drinks at night.

Within these four walls of the apartment, there are memories immortalized as pictures, and furniture far too expensive for a little place like this. Heels line up in the doorway, name-brand jackets fill the closet, a set of matching silverware picked out together.

A home meant for two, and love blankets every crevice in this small home and his heart.

Home, Koko thinks, perchance is a person all along as he stares at Seishu, who only smiles and holds out his hand as he catches his eyes. Koko reflectively smiles back and laces their fingers together.

“You ready?” Seishu asks, a grocery list in hand and his heart in the other.

“With you? Always,” he responds back with a grin, knowing he equally holds Seishu’s heart too.

Home, Koko thinks, is definitely Seishu all along. 

[akisocks]

seishu inui my darling dearest my sweetest angel my tiniest crumb my everything my cinnamon apple my little toaster oven my sunshine my beautiful boy my tiniest munchkin..........

[buccini555]

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: "𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.𝟸"

₊˚ ໑ : How would they act after you fought with the girl who flirted with them?

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ H e a d c a n o n s!!

·̩͙ ₊ ᨦ ♡ ᨩ ໋₊ ·̩͙ 𝑭𝒕. Izana Kurokawa, Kakucho Hitto, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Rindou Haitani, Ran Haitani, Kokonoi Hajime, Inui Seishu and Naoto Tachibana

𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝.𝟷 | 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝.𝟸 | 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝.𝟹

⋆ ࣪. 𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 ˖ ࣪⭑

When Izana laid eyes on you and saw you hitting on the girl, he took a while to go get you, since he really thought she needed to learn not to insist on other people's boyfriends.

"Come on! You've hit her enough, don't you think, honey?" When he was finally going to get you off the girl, Izana would say seriously while holding your arm without much strength, deep down, holding himself back so as not to burst out laughing at the whole situation.

"Where did you learn to fight so well? I'm sure it was me, you're my smart girl." He would speak laughing, holding your face and arranging your hair affectionately, despite this, Izana would be extremely angry if you had ended up hurt.

⋆ ࣪. 𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨 ˖ ࣪⭑

Kakucho definitely didn't expect such an attitude from you until he saw you hitting the girl. At first, he was so disbelieved that he just remained without reaction, but he soon went to get you out of the mess.

"Baby? What the fuck are you doing..." He would say, pulling you away from the girl, Kakucho would be worried about you getting hurt or something, he would never fight with you, so he just calmed you down for a while.

"Look at me, my princess, don't do that again, okay? You could have gotten hurt, sweet." He would say hugging you and giving you a small kiss on your forehead, Kakucho would defend you and really wouldn't care about the fact that you attacked another girl.

⋆ ࣪. 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨 ˖ ࣪⭑

"What the hell?" The first thing Sanzu would do would be to pull you out of all that mess, he would be a little embarrassed because of that fight and he would also become worried, since he really didn't want you to end up hurting yourself for nothing.

"Damn? You're going to end up killing her, that's enough." He would say taking you off the girl and taking you to an empty place, Haruchiyo didn't like the idea of having so many people watching him, so he would take you to a quiet place.

"Listen, you could have gotten hurt, I don't want you to get involved with that kind of bitch again, it's better to obey me..." He would give you a subtle smile, kissing you warmly right after, Sanzu liked to see how far your jealousy could arrive.

⋆ ࣪. 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 ˖ ࣪⭑

Undeniably, Rindou would be extremely surprised to see you hitting a girl, even more so out of jealousy of him.

"Go! Finish her, baby!" He would shout from afar, Rindou would honestly have a lot of fun watching you win a fight, even so, it really wouldn't take him long to get you out of all that chaos.

"You've done enough here, let's go." He would pull you by the arm, speaking very quietly in your ear as he took you away from the girl.

"I didn't know you were that strong, apparently, you learned exactly what I taught you, you even deserve a reward." Rindou would tell you before pulling you by the waist and rewarding you with a kiss.

⋆ ࣪. 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 ˖ ࣪⭑

Ran wouldn't give a damn about just a girl's fight until he realized that you were the one fighting, immediately, he would go to where you were and watch the whole mess for a while.

"That's enough, love, I believe that bitch has already learned her lesson." Holding you, he would talk laughing about the girl, even if he seemed calm when mocking the whole situation, Ran would be really worried about whether you were hurt.

"Are you hurt? If you are, you can let me finish her off myself." He would question in a threatening tone, then take you to a private place.

"You're a good fighter, hmm? You are for sure, my girl! I'm proud of you." Ran would say, caressing your face slowly.

⋆ ࣪. 𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞 ˖ ࣪⭑

Kokonoi didn't waste his time watching other people's confusion, however, he became alarmed at the same moment he realized that the one who was fighting at that moment was simply his own girlfriend.

"I think you've hit her enough, let's get out of here now." He would take you off the girl by pulling you by the arm, being careful not to end up hurting you.

"...Don't ever do that again, understand? You could have gotten hurt, I won't always be here to defend you, my sweetheart." Kokonoi wouldn't fight with you, but would just make you promise not to get involved in confessions again since he was really worried about you getting hurt.

⋆ ࣪. 𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐮 ˖ ࣪⭑

At first, Inui would be completely disbelieved to see you fighting, even so, he would rush to get you away from that girl.

"... Stop it." He would speak in a firm tone of voice, later removing you from the girl, before leaving the place, he would check if you were not hurt, if you were, he wouldn't mind cursing a little at the girl you had just attack onin front of everyone.

"I never want to see you get into fights again, especially because of me, right? I won't do it again..." Inupi would hug you and fill you with caresses until you calmed down, he certainly wouldn't waste time giving you a moral lesson, it would just make you swear never to do anything like that again.

⋆ ࣪. 𝐍𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚 ˖ ࣪⭑

Naoto hates fights and seeing you in the middle of one would leave him truly beyond irritated, completely disappointed.

"Let's get out of here, now!" He would hold you tightly enough to take you off the girl, but still being completely careful, Naoto would take you away from that mess and take you to a private place.

"What did you think you were doing? That was ridiculous! I don't want to see you in that kind of situation again, are we clear?" He would spend some long and cruel hours filling your head with the most diverse moral lessons possible.

"...I love you and I don't want to see you hurt." After the sermons ended, he would speak sincerely, showing how worried he was.

[snsart]

pls stopping doing edit of kokonoi and inui with washing machine heart i can't anymore

[ily-inupi]

ENOUGH / INUI SEISHU

☁️ just taking care of inui because he deserves it after going through so much ;-;

☁️ minors do not interact, comfort, fluff, explicit content, oral (m!receiving), slight mentions of hair pulling, kinda short and unedited.

☁️ tagging: @etheralyonn @21-06-1996 @wakagucciii @aetheriaess @haitaniapologist @sunflower-lolla

Whatever happened, Inui would always come back to you. It didn't matter if he'd been fighting or just fixing up one of his bikes in his shop, inui would always drag his tired limbs, eyelids daring to close, throat feeling tired and sore — he would drag himself to the warmth of your embrace in the middle of the night.

You were his solace, his divinity in the midst of uncertainty. As he entered your home and sat on the softness of your couch, you could hear him sigh. His legs hurt, and you could tell by the way his hands went to massage them. His lips are bruised, he has dried blood on his knuckles, and dirt is all over his clothes.

"Do you want me to run a bath?" You inquired as softly as your voice could manage. "No," he says, shaking his head. His voice is deep, but the words leave his chest like a whimper. It aches your heart, and you crawl closer to his figure, already embracing him with open arms.

"I just want to stay with you," he coaxes, his head buried in your chest.

"At least, let me clean up your wounds." Your fingers scratch his sweaty head, and you hear him hum as his shoulders relax.

"Not now," he said as his grip tightened. "please."

"Don't worry, I'll be right here," you reassure him. His haunting thoughts, desperate gaze, and erratic heartbeat were all calmed by your mere presence. His forehead burned, adrenaline finally settling in, and all he wants right now is your love.

as he raises his face, his eyes gleaming with adoration, his gaze fixed on your orbs You smear sweet kisses all over his face and jaws. "Do you want to talk about it?" you ask, pressing your lips against his cheekbones.

When the action finally manages to put a smile on his face, your heart melts. "I'll feel better if you kiss me." The words soften your heart and make you look at him with love.

"seishu—"

"Not now. I only want you," He leans in, his nose digging into the curve of your neck. You can feel him pressing against you, his skin warm. As he sucks on the tender skin on your neck, his large hands gently hold your shoulders. "only you."

You gasp. It feels so passionate as his lips clash against yours. So soft and full of love. "You're everything to me, seishu." You smooth. Your soft fingers tracing the scar on his face. "You okay?" You whisper against his lips, eyes peering at him with love.

You notice his lips trembling before he buries his face in the crook of your neck. "Please make it better" it's shaky, it's deep and you let out a breath through your quivering lips. Your hands find their way inside his shirt and you tug them off his head. There's a moment of eye contact between you two, unspoken emotions spoken in your gaze.

He weaves his fingers with yours as he sits on the couch, his head lowering down to your body on the ground as you sat in-between his thighs. You smiled and said, "Shh," as he parted his lips to speak. "Let me take care of you tonight."

Your hands busy themselves unzipping his pants. Stroking his cock a few times, you peer at the pre cum that glistened at the tip. The head flushed a pinkish shade. Smearing the bead of precum, you invite his girth inside the warmth of your mouth. Your tongue swirls around the girth, wetting it with your saliva. "Hah—" he gasps at the tight grasp of your tender hands on his balls.

Pulling away slightly, you slide him in further in your throat. You hold onto his thighs tightly as your nose brushes his pelvis. "T-that's enough— b-baby—" inui grunts, his chest rising and falling. The pace of the bobbing of your head makes him crazy and his hands come to curl his fingers on your hair immediately.

"I'm close— I'm gonna—" his stomach churls, muscles tightening. Sweat glazes his figure as he throws his head back with a loud groan. Pulling away, your hand pumps his cock a few times. It twitches in your palms as his cum fills your hands.

"Oh angel" he sighs as you clean him up. Sitting on his lap, facing him, you pull him into a sweet kiss. It's quick but the sweetness of it makes him smile. "I love you," you say and even if he's still not able to say it back, his gaze spills every love he could offer.

Sorry if this came out half assed. Wrote this right before a flight T T

[melina-ya]

What they’re like as boyfriends;

Characters; Seishu ‘Inupi’ Inui, Hajime Kokonoi.

Warnings; a bit angsty.

Seishu ‘Inupi’ Inui;

Don’t you dare hurt this man’s feelings. I’ll be coming for ur neck.

You better treat him right, because he would go to the ends of the world for you.

He doesn’t want to lose another person in his life so he’ll always show you how much he values you and how much you mean to him.

It can be hard for him to find the right words sometime, that doesn’t stop him from showing you little acts of service and physical affection to make you feel loved.

Wants you to feel comfortable around him, at all times.

Is in general a very considerate person, but especially when it comes to your feelings. So you will never witness him trying to down play your emotions.

He is in touch with his feminine side and holds absolutely no place for toxic masculinity in his life.

I fr want his fashion advise.

Would never judge you for anything. Especially not for your body. He loves your body.

Beats up everyone who dares to talk bad about you. Can’t stand people who only have the courage to talk shit about you someone behind their back.

Loves laying on your chest. He says it’s more comfortable than a pillow, but actually just listens to your heart beat.

If you two were together while he was still in black dragons, he’d make you be besties with Koko.

Koko’s approval of your relationship is important to him. They’ve been there for each other for a very long time now an he really wants Koko to like you and you two actually get a long great.

After Tenjiku arc he’d have some kind of complex about you thinking of him as something/ someone he isn’t is.

Doesn’t want you to leave like Koko did. He isn’t Akane, you have to assure him you know that. You also don’t expect him to be, which takes time for him to understand.

When a insecurity or a issue pops up he isn’t too shy to talk about it, that’s why problems in your relationship never last that long.

He’s very mature, but knows when to let loose and also be childish for once.

He’s such a cutie.

Hajime Kokonoi;

This man-

Treats you like a princess. Like u deserve.

Spoils you so bad. You’re literally swimming in designers bags and clothes.

Does not care how many times you decline his gifts, you will accept them. Period.

In the end you always give in anyways. I mean why wouldn’t you lmao.

Let’s you do his makeup and even goes out with it on if it looks good. The healthy masculinity is immaculately.

When you want to try out a new makeup look on him and it doesn’t end up the way you wanted it to, he’ll tease you a bit, but would encourage you to try again and again until you get it.

He’s very patient, so just take your time and don’t stress. He knows you can do it.

Always believes in you and supports you. Is your personal cheerleader.

You know how Aang looks at Katara? Yeah that’s how he looks at you.

After Akane it was hard for him to fall in love again.

When you to met it took him a lot of thinking and time. But he did it, he moved on from her.

Don’t get me wrong she will always hold a special place in his heart as his first love, now nothing more or less.

Sometimes tho, in the itsy bitsiest moments you remind him of her. Even if it’s just for a second, he’ll feel so bad.

After sometime he’ll find the courage to talk to you about it. You’ll literally have to beat it out of him. When he admits it you just look at him as if he’s dumb, ‘they’re just intrusive thoughts, it’s not your fault. It’s okay.’

And since he moved on it’s most likely that you only got together later on, where he was already part of the Kanto Manji gang.

Meeting Mikey and the rest of the gang was an experience for sure. Even more so if it was after the fight of the three deities. Sometimes you question if he’s in a relationship with you or them, considering how much time he spends with them.

a/n; is it obvious that inupi is one of my favs lmao? Anyways I had a lot of fun writing this and thank you for reading.

[bluerskiees]

ABOUT ME:

˚ ⊹ ˚ Not my real name, but call me primrose or anything you wish to.

˚ ⊹ ˚ She/Her | ENFP | SAGITTARIUS

˚ ⊹ ˚ I write for animes, but mostly tokyo revengers

˚ ⊹ ˚ Requests and asks are always open. But please have patience as I'm still new and it takes anywhere about a week or 2 sometimes.

˚ ⊹ ˚ Please make sure to mention the character you want/ expect me to write.

˚ ⊹ ˚ I mostly write fluff but i do write slight nsfw and yandere sometimes if I feel like it.

˚ ⊹ ˚ If you're looking for a friend or wanna rant, my dms are always open for you <3

˚ ⊹ ˚ Im open to constructive criticism but being mean is not tolerated.

˚ ⊹ ˚ I'm totally alright with spams so feel free to like my posts ^^♡

˚ ⊹ ˚ Feel free to leave an ask, I'd definitely do it when i have the time :)

˚ ⊹ ˚ I prefer you not going anonymous and sending because it's easier to tag and clear my doubts on ur ask— as I have some stuffs I don't get clearly at times. But if you want it to be anonymous, then sure.

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៚ ꒰ ⛸ˎˊ-⁣ 「 MASTERLIST 」

Tokyo Revengers

Their reaction to you role playing

Their reaction to you pulling them by their belt

Their reaction to you taking off your false eyelashes

Random headcanon [ Fandom ]

Incorrect quotes - christmas

Incorrect quotes - deez nuts

Incorrect quotes - doing things

Incorrect quotes - change is inedible?

Incorrect quotes - stars vs sleep

Incorrect quotes - knives and cards up my sleeve

Incorrect quotes - Naming stuffs

Incorrect quotes - Who's the dominant one here?

Incorrect quotes - What's huge?

You're gay?

"Would u ever choose someone else over me" [ angst + comfort ]

Mental illness — Tokrev incorrect quotes

Incorrect quotes - Time

Incorrect quotes - Math

Incorrect quotes - Murder on my mind

Incorrect quotes - Take out

Incorrect quotes - Drunk ran

Incorrect quotes - Apologies

Incorrect quotes - Sorry for who??

Incorrect quotes - What's the problem? You

Incorrect quotes - Loving mentally unstable men

Incorrect quotes - Let's kidnap ^^

Incorrect quotes - Dating sanzu <3

「 NOW WRITING 」

1. A twisted fairytale [ Ran x reader x rindo ]

2. Death god!Sanzu x Life goddess!y/n

Haitani Ran

「♡」 The damned princess

「♡」 Headcanon 1

「♡」 A twisted fairytale

「♡」 Stargazing dates <3

「♡」 Bonten boyfriends: "she deserves better" [ hurt + comfort ]

「♡」 Dating Bonten!Ran

Haitani Rindo

「♡」 Twenty and eligible

「♡」 A twisted fairytale

「♡」 Bonten boyfriends: "she deserves better" [ hurt + comfort ]

「♡」 Dating Bonten!Rindo

Sanzu Haruchiyo

「♡」 Silent demon

「♡」 Halloween- monster under the bed

「♡」 Bonten boyfriends: "she deserves better" [ hurt + comfort ]

「♡」 Dating Bonten!Haru

Kakucho Hitto

「♡」 Headcanons

「♡」 Bonten boyfriends: "she deserves better" [ hurt + comfort ]

Majiro Sano

「♡」 Headcanon 1 | 2 | 3 |

「♡」 Tokrev men reacting to your surgery

「♡」 Halloween- monster under the bed

「♡」 Doing chores with his s/o

「♡」 Bonten!mikey and Bonten doctor! Reader

「♡」 Bonten boyfriends: "she deserves better" [ hurt + comfort ]

「♡」 Mental illness — Tokrev incorrect quotes

「♡」 Dating Bonten!Mikey

Izana kurokawa

「♡」 Mental illness — Tokrev incorrect quotes

Hanma Shuji

「♡」 Fluffs

Seishu Inui

「♡」 Fluff Headcanon

Ryuguji Ken

「♡」 Fluff Headcanon

「♡」 Halloween- monster under the bed

Matsuno Chifuyu

「♡」 Fluff Headcanon

「♡」 Tokrev men reacting to your surgery

Tachibana Naoto

「♡」 Fluff Headcanon

Takashi Mitsuya

「♡」 Halloween- monster under the bed

Angry

「♡」 Tokrev men reacting to your surgery

Baji

「♡」 Halloween- monster under the bed

Kazutora Hanemiya

「♡」 Halloween- monster under the bed

Takemitchi Hanagaki

「♡」 Halloween- monster under the bed

Kokonoi Hajime

「♡」 Bonten boyfriends: "she deserves better" [ hurt + comfort ]

「♡」 Koko with a S/O who loves anime but hides it

Takeomi Akashi

「♡」 Bonten boyfriends: "she deserves better" [ hurt + comfort ]

Mochizuki Kanji

「♡」 Bonten boyfriends: "she deserves better" [ hurt + comfort ]

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⤷ ୨🎐୧࿐ @bluerskiees

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༉‧₊˚🔭彡 Hope you have a great day love ♡

[islascafe]

A Little Too Late

Inui Seishu x f!reader

Word Count: 1596

Warnings: heartbreak, mentions of drinking, bro this just real sad, also unedited

Genre: Angst/little to no comfort

Based off a prompt I had a couple of weeks ago in my ask from @babe-im-bi. It was only supposed to be three sentences but this had me in a choke hold. The prompt was "whatever you're going to ask, the answer is no."

The house was deadly quiet. Empty. Ghosts of laughter floated down the hallway, silent whispers of past ‘I love you’s,’ haunting his ears from every angle. Staring at the ceiling, he couldn’t believe that you had actually done it. You had actually left, taking every bright ray of sunshine from the small two-bedroom apartment that you had once shared with him. His stomach twisted and his heart squeezed in his chest. How did you two get here? How did it get this bad?

He sat up, putting his head in his hands. Trying to get sleep was impossible. How was he supposed to sleep when the last thing he saw behind his eye lids was the sight of your cold stare? You hadn’t even cried when you left. You hadn’t said a word outside of. “I need some time. I don’t know when or if I’ll be back.”

God he was such an idiot. He’d done nothing but scoff, grabbing his keys and shoving past you, leaving before you could. The truth was that he was a coward. He didn’t want to watch you leave. He didn’t want to watch you walk out that door because deep down he knew. He knew you wouldn’t be back. He’d hoped. A small part of him had hoped that you’d be gone for just a couple of days. If he were completely honest, he’d spent the first two days you were gone, he didn’t step foot back in that apartment. Two days was enough, right? It had to have been.

But when he stepped back into the cold, dark, empty apartment his stomach dropped to his feet. Okay so maybe not two days. So, he waited a couple more. And then a few more. Finally, when two weeks had passed with radio silence from you, he knew. He knew you weren’t coming back.

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You’d been fast asleep, the warmth of the sun hitting your back and bathing it in an early morning warm glow when your phone rang. You should have checked the caller ID. But instead, you clicked the small green talk button, instant regret flooding you when you heard the voice on the other line.

“Hello?” A heavy sigh left you. You sat up and leaned back against your headboard, biting the inside of your cheek as you counted to 10 in your head.

“Whatever you’re going to ask the answer is no.” A long heavy silence greeted you back and then you heard it. The unmistakable sound of crying that slowly escalated to heavy sobs. Running a hand through your hair, you grit your teeth. Strong. You have to stay strong. There’s no way you can cave on this one. You’d had enough. It wasn’t fair.

“Please. Just… I can’t. I was wrong and I’m sorry. I need you here. Just come home please. I was wrong. I was so fucking wrong. I can be better I can do better just please come home.”

“I’m sorry. I can’t.” Without thinking twice about it, you end the call. Closing your eyes tightly and fighting back tears, you take a shuddering breath, and then another. You hold each in for five seconds, trying to alleviate the feeling in your chest. It hurt. But you couldn’t go back.

You couldn’t go back to half assed effort. You couldn’t go back to insecurities and constantly feeling less than for asking for anything. You deserved better and you knew it. You pull your knees to your chest as you think back on the last year you two spent together. The love that had been there slowly drifted away, replaced by him returning late every evening, unanswered phone calls, broken plans and promises, before it ended the way it did. You’d screamed at him the last anniversary you two shared. One last effort to get him to hear you. “See me please. I am here telling you that I will leave if you insist on treating me less than I deserve I can’t take this anymore.” He'd just hummed and walked out. He really must have thought that you wouldn’t go through with it. It was that night you decided to make your exit. You made plans, apartment hunted, and did whatever you could to prepare without him knowing a damn thing. When you’d finally stood before him, letting him know that you were leaving, and he’d scoffed at you it lit a hot fire in you. For the first time in a long time, you were finally ready to be on your own. You’d waited till you’d heard his bike start and the distant rumble of his exhaust to fade away for you to move. You grabbed the rest of your possessions, loading them all in your car. This it. Walking out on all of the years you and Inui had shared, shattered apiece of you but in the end, you knew you were doing what was best for you. And that’s all you could do any more.

--------- How long had it been? Six months? Eight? He wasn’t really sure, but Inui Seishu knew that it had been so long since he’d been graced by your smile. Your soft touch. He missed the kindness in your eyes and the way you used to write beneath him. He missed the way your food tasted and how you laughed. Your coffee obsession, the way you lit up every space you entered.

He hissed out a long breath, taking a big swing from the bottle hanging from his fingers. It wouldn’t hurt right? Just one last time. He’d leave it alone after that. Just one last time and he’d let it all go. He’d let you live your life and be so utterly happy. Picking up his phone he dialed an all too familiar number, practically holding his breath as the line trilled. “Hello?” He closed his eyes for a moment. Sweet. You voice sounded so honey sweet. “Hello?”

Snapping his eyes open he sighed. “Hey.” “Inui.” A long heavy sigh. “What are you- “ “Babe have you seen-? Wait never mind there it is!” A few ruffling sounds and then your sweet as sugar laughter sounded through the phone. Inui couldn’t breathe he felt like he was choking.

“I- I’m sorry I just shouldn’t have called. I just…”

“It’s okay. I know.” Even now you understood him. You didn’t even sound angry or sad or anything else, but you understood him. “How have you been?” Stupid. So stupid, of all the questions he could ask, and this is what comes out?

“I’ve been good.” Another pregnant pause as you take a deep breath. The air is heavy. So heavy it feels like you can barely breathe the next words that come out. “Look Inui. I- I don’t think it’s the best idea for us to be talking right now.” “I get it. You’re happy yeah?”

“I-,” he can’t see the other side of the line, where you have your hand clutched over your stomach, twisted so hard in your dress you’re terrified you’re going to rip it. “I am happy.”

Why today of all days?

“Did you see the date on the calendar?”

That’s when you hear it. The slurring in his words. Inui drinking? He’d never been the type. “I did.”

“I missed the last one. I’ve lost track of time, but I looked over just now and realized that maybe the urge to call you was because I’d missed the last one.”

You shut your eyes, trying to keep tears from pouring down your cheeks. “A little late don’t you think?”

“Shoulda been on time back then. Shoulda showed up more.” His voice cracks and you realize he’s crying too.

“It’s okay.” “But it’s not!” The roaring of his voice startles you and you almost drop your phone. “I fucked up. I fucked up pulling away from you for no fucking reason.”

“Okay. I hear you.” The front door opens again, and you sigh. “Inui, I really do have to go. Just. take care of yourself, okay?”

“Okay. Happy Anniversary y/n.”

Hanging up you huff out a deep breath as strong arms wrap around you. You lean into his touch, turning and burying your face in his shoulder. “I’m sorry.”

A deep chuckle sounds out against your cheek and soft hands rub your back. “Don’t apologize. It needed to happen. How are you feeling?” “surprisingly fine.”

“Good. We’ll talk about it when we get back okay?”

“Okay. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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Inui picks up the paper while he sits down for his morning cup of coffee at the shop. What he says drives a dagger straight through his chest. He can’t fucking breathe but there it is in black and white. Not only the words but a picture featuring your bright smile and sparkling eyes, looking at him the way you used to look at Inui. His hand tightens around his mug before he launches it across the shop. Draken jumps as it shatters. “What the fuck?”

Inui says nothing just tosses the paper down with the realization that you were right. A little too late. “I’m taking the day.”

He walks out, figuring if he doesn’t see the offending piece of paper anymore that he’ll forget it’s even happening but when he closes his eyes to take a deep breath it’s stamped there, the letters just as bold as when they were printed in the paper.

Announcing the marriage of up-and-coming fashion designer Takashi Mitsuya and F/N L/N the hottest couple of the year.

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Taglist: @bxnten @blkladyelle @seagoddesslove @brownsugarmoonie @sano-obsessed @rxmera @portfolio-of-dreams @bontens-cum-slut @crybabylisa @sugusshi @shibuyawardnetwork

[haitaniapologist]

𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐑𝐄𝐕 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 !

AKASHI "SANZU" HARUCHIYO.

one shots & headcanons —

SPOILING YOU WITH HIS BLACK CARD — headcanons, ft. bonten.

A MILLION TIMES — nothing good comes from when your boyfriend's older brother calls you / alt: nothing goes like sanzu's wants, but you dont care (hurt with comfort, 100's followers event request)

series —

THE SANZUS.

AKASHI TAKEOMI.

one shots & headcanons —

A RAINY NIGHT — you make akashi takeomi speechless three times in the same night / alt: senju have her first period and takeomi realizes he loves you. (fluff)

SPOILING YOU WITH HIS BLACK CARD — headcanons, ft. bonten.

THE BANE OF MY EXISTENCE — the king wasn't supposed to fall in love with his brother's future wife (royal au, angst, fluff)

THE OBJECT OF ALL MY DESIRES — takeomi knew how wrong it was to be with you, but after a talk with his friend, he decided to open his heart again / the bane of my existence part 2 (royal au, angst, smut, fluff)

THE SUN — you're the sun to takeomi's earth (fluff, 100's followers event request)

SOFT MORNINGS WITH THE AKASHIS SIBLINGS — your boyfriend's siblings (and him, too) are menaces (fluff)

series —

KEEPING UP WITH THE AKASHIS.

BAJI KEISUKE.

SAY YOU LIKE ME — baji keisuke was your neighbour, and you hated how close he was with your little brother, chifuyu (fluff, a bit of angst)

HAITANI RAN.

SPOILING YOU WITH HIS BLACK CARD — headcanons, ft. bonten.

FOR YOUR LOVE I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT — ran only see you as a younger sister. right? / alt: idiots in love. (fluff, smut, slighty angst)

THERE'S TWO ? — you have some news to tell your boyfriend / alt: a child with violet eyes would be cute, wouldn't it? (fluff, 100's followers event request)

I WANNA BE YOURS — ran is tired of you being so dense but, in your defense, you never thought he would love you as you loved him (fluff, a but of angst, 100's followers event request)

HAITANI RINDOU.

SPOILING YOU WITH HIS BLACK CARD — headcanons, ft. bonten.

PAPER RINGS — you like shiny things, but rindou could propose to you with a popsicle and you would say yes. (fluff, 100's followers event request)

MORE THAN ENOUGH — his insecurities get the best of rindou and he says soemething he doesn't mean (hurt to comfort, 100's followers event)

HANMA SHUJI.

FAVORITE CRIME — you were the light in hanma's life, until he lost you / alt: you never thought shuji would be the one to bring so much despair to your heart. (angst)

ALL FOR US ( favorite crime part 2 ) — the aftermatch of what happened in the night your brother died / alt: is yours and shuji's love enough to put everything behind? (angst, fluff)

BONTEN!HANMA X LIL SIS!HANAGAKI — hanma could never resist his boss little sister (smut, a bif of fluff)

HITTO KAKUCHO.

SPOILING YOU WITH HIS BLACK CARD — headcanons, ft. bonten.

ALL THE LITTLE STARTS OF MY HEART — you have been the holder of kakucho's affections since he first saw you, but you deserve so much better than him (royal au, fluff, a bit of angst)

INUI SEISHU.

BEACH DAY — you and seishu go to the beach together for the first time / alt: inui go to the beach for the first time since his sister died. (fluff, slightly angst)

DRAKEN'S LITTLE SISTER — inui knows how wrong it is, but he can't stop (fluff, smut)

KOKONOI HAJIME.

SPOILING YOU WITH HIS BLACK CARD — headcanons, ft. bonten.

KUROKAWA IZANA.

one shots & headcanons —

OJOS ASÍ — who wouldve've thought a pair of orchid eyes would never let your mind after going to a club with your best friend? (fluff)

series —

COUNTING SINS.

MITSUYA TAKASHI.

EVERYTHING HAS CHANGED — you are luna's and mana's babysitter and takashi is in love with you since he was ten, but apparently, you're going on a date with his best friend / alt: mana and luna are menaces and they want you as their sister (fluff, 100's followers event request)

NOT STRONG ENOUGH — takashi could be selfish on his birthday, couldn't he? (angst, fluff)

SANO SHINICHIRO.

A LOVE STORY LIKE OURS — a love story that should've ended when it began, as impossible as a flower blossoming on a winter night. however, shinichiro would never stop fighting for you (royal au, angst, fluff, smut)

SANO MANJIRO.

one shots & headcanons —

SPOILING YOU WITH HIS BLACK CARD — headcanons, ft. bonten.

series —

COUNTING SINS.

SHIBA TAIJU.

ONLY LOVE CAN HURT LIKE THIS — you hate your husband with all the fibers of your being, but a fateful night after a ball changed everything (royal au, angst, fluff, smut)

TAKE ME TO CHURCH — taiju is only vulnerable when he's physically hurt (smut, fluff, a bit of angst)