#izana tokyo revengers

[aleapple1216]

The third season of Tokyo Revengers got me in a chokehold

Please I can't

[wingo5]

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[itsruki]

OKAY BRAIN ROT!

MDNI

girl befriending one of the TR girlies to fuck her brothers.

like:

Emma: Shinichiro, Izana and mikey

Yuzuha: Hakkai and Taiju

Senju: Haruchiyo and Takeomi

.....HELL ID BEFRIEND KEISUKES MOM TO GET HIM

[zerokurokawa]

Enemies to lovers with izana or ran. But the reader has a traumatic past so she has severe social anxiety. PLEAAASEEEEE!! I just read your work and I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THEM

😍

Not My Fault | Izana x Reader (Enemies to Lovers: Part One)

Izana was the leader of Tenjiku and you knew he had been at fault for the multiple bad things that had been happening around the city of Tokyo. You tried your best to avoid him, however, trouble always found its' way to you. Red coats would scatter the streets as you made your way down the sidewalk; hoping they would just ignore you. Turning the corner, you felt as if someone was following you; watching your every move. 

As you were rounding the corner, you found yourself with a sight of multiple men beating up another opposing gang member. That's when you spotted the white haired man, the one who you despised. You and Izana had a past with him trying to recruit you into his new gang, however, you rejected his advances and ever since then, you felt as if he had followed you. He knew that you were a trained fighter and a good one at that. He kept a close eye on you even though you had made it clear you didn't like him nor would you follow him. You turn to walk away before sharp eyes snapped in your direction, calling your name. 

"Y/n... come here." Izana said as he landed another kick to the poor guys' stomach before laying him down completely. You continued to walk even faster, knowing that you were no match for Izana Kurokawa. Footsteps followed you and next thing you knew, you were in an ally way with a gate closed off. 

"Great, dead end..." you muttered to yourself. You turned around to see him with three other Tenjiku members behind him. 

"Dead end indeed. Now can we talk business or are you going to run away like you always do?" Izana spat in a sarcastic tone. 

"I want nothing to do with you or your evil antics, Kurokawa." You spat back, backing up against the gate as he approached you. 

"Just join me and you will have nothing else to worry about. I need a female fighter on my side when we go against Toman." He tilted his head to the side and stepped forward, now only a few feet away. 

"You don't need a female fighter, you want a female fighter. There is a difference." Your back was now fully pressed against the gate, not allowing you an escape. 

"Okay... you caught me. Maybe I want you because not only are you strong, but you're smart, cunning, and might I add, adorable." A crooked smile spread across his face as he said these words, making you turn your head to the ground. You had to admit, although Izana was evil and ruthless, he knew how to make someone feel small. 

You didn't say anything. Instead, you go to make a break for it around him. You felt his arm stop you dead in your tracks as his men stood guard, ready to catch you unless he didn't. 

"Kurokawa-" He stops you mid sentence. 

"It's Izana to you and you only." He stated, still holding you by your waist tightly. You start to back up again but he didn't loosen his grip on you. He looked down at you with his lilac eyes and leaned in to your ear, "Grab a bite to eat with me and we'll talk it over." 

His words rang through your ears, making you even more uncomfortable than before. He was always scolding you, stalking you, making you afraid to even leave your own house but now he's offering to take you out to eat? It made no sense at all. You stood there in shock, thinking how you could possibly get yourself out of this situation. You glanced over at the three Tenjiku men and then looked back at Izana. 

"Izana, I will go eat with you on one condition." You decided on a split second with no time to think. All you knew was that your fight or flight senses were through the roof. 

"And the condition is?" He asked, somewhat softly. 

"You leave me alone afterwards." You stated, looking at him sternly. 

"Deal. Now let's go." He then grabbed your arm and practically drug you behind him, shooing off his men. 

After a few moments of walking with him, in silence, you arrived at a restaurant clearly chosen by Izana. Picking a booth in the far back with dim lighting, he sat across from you with a stoic look on his face. His arms were on the table with his fingers intertwined as you sat with your hands under your thighs, clearly uncomfortable. 

"So, hear me out before you make your ultimate decision." He stared into your eyes. 

"Go on." 

"If you join me, there will be money involved. You won't have to fight unless I deem it necessary. I can also offer you protection and a place to live if you need so." 

"I don't need any of those things, Izana." You responded as you took a drink of your water. 

"But I know you want them. I know you and your mother don't get along. I know that you are working and struggling to pay the bills. I know that-" You had cut him off mid sentence, choking on your water. 

"How do you know all of this?" You asked with your brows furrowed. 

"Ive been keeping a close eye on you. I also know that Toman is trying to recruit you as well. You're a level three black belt. Ive personally heard stories of your fighting skills and I know that you would succeed with us." He leaned back into his seat and put his hands in his pockets. 

"I can manage without the criminal activity." 

"We will do all the dirty work. We just need you on our side." He said softly. You knew what he was doing - manipulating you into thinking you were a dire asset to the gang. 

"Can I think about it?" You asked, still trying to at least escape the current situation you were in. 

"I'll let you think about it. You have three days to make up your mind." 

"And if I say no?" You asked, tilting your head to the side out of curiosity. 

"Things might get bad for you then." He said as he stood up rather quickly and made his exit. You weren't even able to get a word in before you heard the door slam. Turning around, you see him walk off rather quickly. Taking in a deep breath, you reminded yourself that you had a decision to make.  

(A\N: This is my first time writing since I lost my dearest love. Please forgive me if it's not great and forgive me for being extremely late on it. <\3)

[firstdivisiongirl]

Could I kindly ask for Ran and Izana headcanons (not poly)... Them with a videogame lover gf!! Like she always yaps about her favourite games and wants to play horror games with them and she always gets scared but keeps playing (she's also good at it) 😭pls pls pls

Hi. Thanks for this request. I am one of those video game people who does good when they have no idea lol. I’m also in love with like Cooking Mama and those early 2000s fashion designer games. But please enjoy.

Ran Haitani and Izana Kurokawa with a Video Game Loving Girlfriend

Ran Haitani:

You are a horror game LOVER

Like you talk to him so much about horror games and the plots and how to win and everything

He thinks it’s cute how excited you get

You get mad when he calls you a cutie while you’re trying to play

Btw, he watches you play

He refuses to play because he’s not good

Like died within two minutes kind of bad

He finds it even cuter when you get jump scared

Like you talk a big game but you scream when something pops out

It’s even better when you hug him after you get scared and he runs into the room baton in hand ready to kick ass

So sweet of him!!!

Izana Kurokawa:

Dating Sims are your thing!!!!

You talk all the time about the little dates and how each guy is.

It’s crazy how much you talk about it.

Most boys would hate it

But Izana kind of loves it!

It gives him date ideas.

He’s not great at coming up with dates.

Will sit there as you play and help you make decisions about who to choose

You always go with his opinion!

He seriously loves playing them with you because he loves to see you smile and have fun.

Please do not copy, modify, translate or repost my writing on other platforms. Comments, reblogs and likes are highly appreciated!

[pfpanimes]

⌕ izana kurokawa moodboard.

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[buccini555]

— 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

⌕ H e a d c a n o n s !

⌦ 𝑭𝒕. Kazutora Hanemiya, Manjiro Sano, Izana Kurokawa, Ran Haitani, Akashi Takeomi, Wakasa Imaushi and Hanma Shuji

tw: mention of abusive relationship

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭.𝟏 | 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭.𝟐

𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚

Kazutora promised himself that he would never hurt you, but that day, he almost ended up breaking his all-important promise

You were arguing, both of you were yelling at each other, Kazutora couldn't take that situation anymore, and he also couldn't maintain control anymore, as soon as he reached his full state of rage, Kazutora ended up raising his hand to you, but before even if he did, Kazutora realized what he was about to do, remembering his father and all that his mother had suffered.

"No, no, fuck! I'm sorry! please forgive me, baby! I would never hit you, I... I would never hit you, I promise I won't!" He said seeing fear in your eyes, Kazutora feared hurting you so much that he ended up having a crying fit when he saw that he almost hurt you.

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

➛ Dark impulsivity

Manjiro hated fighting with you, he never took arguments seriously, as he didn't want to end up hurting you, he knew that if he really got angry, he wouldn't know how to control himself, and that's exactly what happened that day

You ended up fighting, for a superficial reason, which made Manjiro extremely irritated, he couldn't stand it anymore, getting up from where he was, he went to you and held you by the hair, telling you to be quiet, otherwise things would get worse, but, you ended up disobeying him, saying a few more words, Manjiro just slapped you and threw you on the couch, yelling at you about the fact that he told you to shut up.

When he calmed down a bit and saw the bruises on your body, he knew he had done it, so he left without even an apology.

𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚

Izana couldn't control his anger, but he was never aggressive towards you, you would never expect such an attitude from him, until the day you ended up arguing

Izana was yelling at you as the discussion got getting worse and stressful for both, you started to cry, afraid of the way Izana was behaving, the fact that you started to cry pissed him off deeply, so he ended up holding you by the neck and told you to hold back your "annoying fucking cry", you looked at him with a scared look, fearing the worst at that moment, but as soon as you noticed the redness on your neck and the terror in your eyes, Izana let go of you.

"N-no, you don't have to be afraid of me! I'm so sorry! I'm sorry for the shit I almost just did to you, love." He walked away from you, not believing what he was doing, Izana snapped back to reality and realized he was hurting the person he loved the most.

𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

Despite being an aggressive person, Ran was totally affectionate with you, for that reason, you never thought that he would end up hurting you

You ended up arguing again, Ran was irritated that day, he could barely hear your voice without freaking out, Ran was keeping calm until the moment you said something that ended up pissing him off, he got up from where he was and slapped you, pulling your hair and asking you to shut up, you just obeyed him, fearing for the worst, when Ran finally let go of you, you started to cry softly so he wouldn't hear you, but your crying made him realize what he just did to do.

"D-did I hurt you? Baby? I can't believe I did this to you!" He saw the mark on your face, feeling so bad for what he did, he didn't want to hit you, so the guilt washed over him.

"Your face... Please, baby, I'm so fucking sorry!" Ran bent down towards you and gave you a hug, later, he took care of your injuries and promised that he would never do that again.

𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐢

Takeomi is a aggressive person, especially with words, but he never hit you, you never thought he would, until everything changed

You and Takeomi were fighting, fights were routine in your relationship, despite that, everything was fine after a while, but, Takeomi had overindulged in alcohol that day, for that reason, he started yelling at you, when you threatened to raise the voice at him, he held it in your face, throwing you against the wall, telling you to shut up and cursing you.

At that moment you just expected the worst, your face was hurt and the tears wouldn't stop falling, when Takeomi realized that you had shut up and your face was hurt, he immediately hugged you.

"See what the fuck you almost made me do? Don't ever behave like that again, I'll never do that again." He said, stroking the wound he had caused on your face.

𝐖𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐚 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢

Wakasa was always very calm, he doesn't like to fight with you, so he was never aggressive or even yelled at you, but, you ended up arguing that day.

In this time it really was a serious fight, Wakasa at that moment no longer I couldn't bear to hear your screams anymore so, in an act of pure rage, he ended up slapping you in the face, you just looked at him, with fear in your eyes, you started crying, asking him to get away from you, your face was burning and it was red, Wakasa was just standing in front of you looking at you in that state he himself had left.

He was in total shock, looking at your bruised face, Wakasa felt totally guilty, he never meant to hit you or hurt you, but at that very moment he just couldn't control himself.

"Y-your face, is it really hurt? I'm so sorry..." He begged for your forgiveness, but you just told him to go away, still scared and afraid he would hit you again.

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢

Hanma has raised his voice to you before, despite that, he has never been aggressive, until that day

You were arguing and Hanma was clearly losing control, he was yelling at you, and when you walked away from him, he grabbed your arm, with a strength he had never shown you before, leaving you with reddened and painful skin, you looked at him scared, afraid he would hit you, but as soon as Hanma realized the fact that he was hurting him, he immediately pulled away, seeing your injured arm and tears in his eyes.

"I can't believe I almost did that shit! Damn, I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt you, I don't deserve you my love, I'm sorry!" He hugged you, taking care of your arm that he ended up hurting in anger, Hanma would never have the intention of hurting you, so he never even raised his voice to you after that day.

[narcjsistx]

Hiii😋. I had this small idea of maybe an insecure Izana x gf reader. Maybe he is doubting her love all not knowing she is extremely touchstarved and would practically do anything for him. He is her first boyfriend and all and she aint gonna let him go by the long run. Already has a life planned with him in head.

Got inspired by a tiktok audio 😭. Heres a little scenario..

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Izana: Tries to break up with her because thinks she deserves someone better.

Everyone pauses as he says the words.

Y/n: Pauses midway as she was about to drag him out for their date. She looks at him wide eyed, her smile faltered a bit before returning back. What?...

Izana: You and me are over!

Y/n: Izana, did i do something wrong....?

Izana: I dont want to be with you anymore. You and me are over!

Y/n: ...You and me will never be over!!. Pulls out a gun and points it at him.

Tenjiku just watching it happen. Izana just stares bamboozled.

Y/n: You hear me. you my man!! And till death do us part. Looks at him now frowning , the soft aura around her gone.

Izana: We aren't even married- Yet

Y/n: You my what !!?. She interrupted him and points gun at him.

Izana: Im your man...

Y/n: Until when!!?

Izana: Till death do us part...whispers quietly.

Y/n: Puts the gun away and gentle cuddly aura comes back. Izana lets go on our date now. And Reminder, im never letting you go, i love you and i dont plan on stopping.

Izana just trying to process what happened.

GUYS HELP, out of curiosity I started wind breaker (tokyo revengers always superior without a doubt) and I strangely liked it to the point of developing a small obsession for Suo... I was even thinking of opening requests to the anime characters too. Anyway, thanks for the request!

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— Where do you think you're going?

Izana sat on the park bench, hands in his jacket pockets as he stared hard at the ground beneath him. The sun was setting, turning the sky orange and pink. The autumn leaves fluttered lightly around him, and the noise of the city in the distance was muffled by the soft rustle of dry leaves under his feet. Despite the beauty of the moment, his heart was heavy, gripped by thoughts that he couldn't shake. He had always had a strong personality since he was a child, however, lately he had been feeling a little weak. This annoyed him

He was 18, but he felt like a scared child faced with something too big for him. He had spent the last few weeks reflecting on his relationship with Y/n, a girl of only 16 who seemed to have everything under control when it came to the two of them. She was confident, determined, and loved him with a passion he couldn't quite understand. When he first met her, he was struck by her energy and infectious laugh. She was like a ray of sunshine in his life, a light that illuminated every dark corner of his heart. But the more time passed, the more Izana felt overwhelmed by that feeling. He couldn't shake the idea that, sooner or later, he would get tired of her, that their story would end in an emotional catastrophe

Lost in his thoughts, he didn't immediately notice Y/n approaching. She walked as light as a ghost, her footsteps almost imperceptible on the gravel path. When she finally saw him, sitting there, still as a statue, her heart filled with joy. It must be said that the girl also had a rather particular behavior: she had just come out of a toxic relationship when she met Izana, and the more the two became fond of each other, the more her crush turned into an suffocating obsession

"Izana!" she called softly, sitting next to him. He felt a slight shiver run down his spine at the sound of her voice. She was so sweet, so confident. How could she be so sure of them when he constantly felt on the edge of a precipice?. Y/n watched him carefully, immediately sensing that something was wrong. She had learned to read every little nuance of his expressions, every little change in his tone of voice. She loved him so much that every turmoil he had became hers too

"Everything is fine?" she asked, moving closer to him and intertwining her fingers with his. Izana looked down at their joined hands: hers were larger, robust, while her fingers were thin and delicate "Are you already thinking about our future children? One will be called Yukiko, I warn you" says the girl giggling, resting her head on her boyfriend's shoulder "Yeah, everything's fine" he lied, knowing she wouldn't believe it for a second

“Izana, you don't have to lie to me” Y/n said, her tone firmer "If there's anything bothering you, you can tell me. We're a team, remember?". A team. Those words hit Izana like a punch in the stomach. She saw him as part of a team, as half of a whole. But he felt alone, as if he couldn't bear the weight of that relationship alone

“Y/n, I... I don't know how to tell you” he began searching for the right words. But how could he tell her that he was scared of what he felt? That he feared he wasn't enough, that he couldn't keep the promises she expected? Damn, for 18 years he had never had any character problems, he had even killed someone as a child! Why had he become a fucking wimp with this girl?

She looked at him with eyes full of concern, but also of unconditional love "Izana, whatever it is, we can face it together" she told him, squeezing his hand even tighter "I love you, and nothing will change that". Those words pierced his heart, she said them so easily, as if it were the most natural thing in the world. But for him, love was something complex, a labyrinth in which he was lost right now. Izana felt the lump in her throat tighten even more. How could she be so sure? How could she love him so much, when he couldn't even love himself enough?

Y/n occupied his every thought, every breath, and he didn't know if the feeling was a blessing or a curse. Despite his doubts, he couldn't say no to her. She was his weakness and he hated himself for it. Izana felt her body tense for a moment, but then his arms automatically moved to hold her close. It was a familiar gesture, one he had done a thousand times before, but this time it was a little bit different. Y/n was completely obsessed with him, she loved him with an intensity that scared him. Every time he looked in the mirror, he saw a normal boy, full of flaws, and he couldn't understand how he could be the object of so much love from that pretty, and a few bratty, girl

Izana took her hands, noticing how cold and shaking they were "I... I don't know how to tell you, but I've been having a lot of doubts about us lately." Y/n stared at him, panic starting to rise within her "D-doubts? What kind of doubts?" her heart tightened in her chest, the fear she had always tried to stifle now making its way inside her “I'm not sure I'm the right person for you" Izana said, her voice barely above a whisper, “I don't know if I can be what you need, and I'm afraid I'll end up hurting you” Izana's words hit Y/n like a slap in the face, she felt the world collapsing around her and damned jealousy was eating her mercilessly "Izana, what are you saying?" she asked, desperately trying to hold back tears “I love you! Don't you understand? There's no one I want more than you. No one!”

Y/n clung to him, hands gripping his jacket as if it was the only thing keeping her grounded in reality “You will never disappoint me, Izana. Don't you understand that all I want is you?” Izana felt her heart break when she saw how desperate she was. His fear of hurting her was materializing right before his eyes "Y/n, I don't want to make you suffer" he said, his voice cracking with emotion "But I can't continue like this. I can't live with the constant fear that one day I'll hurt you"

Y/n shook her head, tears starting to fall down her cheeks "Izana, please don't do this. I'll be better, I won't ask you for anything anymore. Just stay with me!" the boy lowered his gaze "I... I need time" he said finally, withdrawing slightly from his embrace "I don't know what to do, but I can't give you false hopes". Y/n looked at him, heartbroken. Every word that came out of his mouth was like a stab. "Time? Izana, I don't need time, I need you! And you, damn it, you need me!" the girl shouts with a strength dictated only by jealousy and pure obsession

Izana no longer knew how to react, he turned around, unable to bear the weight of his gaze "Maybe you should go..." he advised, but the grip on his jacket only became stronger "I won't leave until you tell me that you love me and I'm everything for you! Do you really want to see Kakucho again or should I make him disappear for blackmail?" says the girl. Izana knew very well that she wasn't joking, she was capable of doing it and even doing worse, killing him if necessary

"Stop being a brat" says the boy trying to take her hands off his jacket, but the girl's well-groomed hands end up on his cheeks, forcing him to look her straight in the eyes "Izana, don't say these things... spouses they always have to give their best for each other, you know? I know you know, you're just confused, love" says the girl obsessively. The main problem is that Izana's weakness was precisely seeing her in these conditions, otherwise he would have already taken her off in a short time

"I hate you" the boy says, sighing, and then puts his hands on the girl's hips. Y/n relaxes her nerves, smiling at the boy "Say what I told you to say" she says loosening her grip on his face "I love you and you are everything for me" says the boy, wondering if his words are 100% sincere

The girl breaks away from him, gently resting her head on his chest. She was enormously satisfied with having made him the victim, she loved seeing him so weak for her "I love you and it will always be like this" the girl says, and Izana just runs a hand up and down her back to reassure her

[nana-mania]

what would bad toman!izana feel if ever his s.o reveals she's got a son from her past? (but the twist is it's actually his child and he just doesn't know because he was so drunk that time to even remember that he had a one night stand with her) then he notices that the toddler looks a lot like him but he's skeptical and doesn't trust his gut feeling about it.

“A MIRROR OF ME” will he love his child?

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ oneshot

࿐*ೃ feat : izana kurokawa

࿐*ೃ fandom : tokyo revengers

࿐*ೃ extra : fem! reader, fluff

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ NEON glow of the city cast fractured reflections across the rain-slick streets, a fitting backdrop for Izana’s mood. A cold leader, feared and revered by the underworld, Izana had built his empire with blood, grit, and an iron will. Tonight, however, something felt off. The loud music and low murmurs of the bar around him faded into static as he nursed his drink.

He had come to this club to think, but his instincts told him he wasn’t alone for long. When he turned to glance at the entrance, his breath hitched.

It was her.

The woman he never thought he’d see again.

Time had been kind to her, or perhaps cruel, given the mixture of emotions that flickered across her face when their eyes met. Her beauty was the same, yet her expression carried something heavier, an invisible weight she bore as if it were etched into her very being.

Izana clenched his glass. What was she doing here? Of all places, why now?

“Can we talk?” Y/n asked, her voice soft but unwavering.

Izana stood, signaling to his men to give them space. He guided her to a quieter corner of the bar, curiosity and suspicion battling within him. He wasn’t the type to entertain ghosts from his past, but something in her eyes demanded his attention.

“You’ve got guts showing up here,” he said, his voice colder than he intended. “What do you want?”

She hesitated, visibly steeling herself. “This isn’t easy for me, Izana. But there’s something you need to know.”

His gaze locked onto her, dissecting every flicker of her expression. She wasn’t here to rekindle old flames—that much was obvious. She looked... scared. And that intrigued him.

“Spit it out,” he demanded.

Y/n took a shaky breath before dropping the words like a thunderclap.

“I have a son.”

Izana blinked, thrown off balance. He hadn’t expected this. “And what does that have to do with me?”

Her hands trembled slightly, but her gaze held his. “I thought you deserved to know. He’s from... before. From when we were together.”

His brow furrowed as the implications hit him. His initial instinct was to laugh it off. She must be mistaken. But then something stirred deep within him—doubt. Memories of a long-forgotten night surfaced, hazy and fractured, like pieces of a puzzle he had ignored for years.

“That’s impossible,” he denied. “I would’ve remembered something like that.”

Y/n flinched but quickly recovered. “Would you?” she asked.. “We were drunk, Izana. So drunk that neither of us even remembered it happened. But it did. I know because... you were the only one. I’ve never been with anyone else, and I knew the moment I found out I was pregnant that he was yours.”

The words slammed into him like a freight train, and Izana was at a loss for words. His chest tightened, a feeling- something he couldn’t quite name brewing within him.

“You’re saying... I have a kid? And you’ve been hiding him from me all this time?” His voice was low, dangerous, but there was a trace of something else beneath it—hurt.

“I wasn’t hiding him,” Y/n defended herself quickly, her voice breaking. “I didn’t know how to tell you. After everything that happened between us, after the way we ended, I didn’t think you’d care. And then you disappeared, and I... I didn’t know where to find you.”

“Bullshit,” he snapped. “You could’ve found me if you really wanted to.”

Her eyes glistened with unshed tears. “Do you think it was easy for me? Do you think I wanted to raise him alone? I was scared, Izana. Scared of what you’d say, what you’d do. You’ve changed so much. I barely recognize the man I knew anymore.”

Izana’s jaw clenched. Her words stung because they carried truth. He wasn’t the man she once knew, the man she had fallen for all those years ago. He had buried that part of himself long ago, replacing it with the ruthless criminal leader he was now.

But this... a son? His son? That was something he couldn’t ignore.

“What’s his name?” he asked, his voice softer now.

“Yukiya,” Y/n revealed, a faint smile breaking through her anguish. “He’s five. And he looks so much like you, Izana. It’s uncanny.”

Izana leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his hair. He didn’t know what to feel. Anger? Shock? Regret? It was as if the foundation of his meticulously crafted life had cracked.

“Why now?” he asked after a long silence. “Why come to me now?”

“Because he’s been asking about his father,” the h/c-haired woman admitted. “And I realized I couldn’t keep it from him any longer. He deserves to know where he came from. And you... you deserve to know him too.”

Izana’s heart twisted in a way he hadn’t felt in years. The idea of a child, his child, growing up without him stirred something primal within him. He had always been alone, abandoned by the people who were supposed to love him. The thought of doing the same to his own blood was unbearable.

“Where is he?” he asked.

“He’s at home. I didn’t want to bring him here. Not like this. I wanted to talk to you first.”

Izana felt uncertain. He had faced death, betrayal, and countless enemies, but the prospect of meeting a five-year-old boy—a boy who might look up at him with his own eyes—left him uncharacteristically shaken.

The conversation ended with no clear resolution. Y/n gave him her number and told him he could decide what to do next. As she walked away, leaving him alone with his thoughts, Izana stared at the scrap of paper in his hand.

For years, he had lived a life defined by power, control, and fear. But this—this was something else entirely. It was messy, uncertain, and terrifying.

And yet, Izana felt something he thought he had lost; hope.

The streets of Yokohama were slick with rain. Inside his penthouse, he brooded over his drink, her words replaying in his mind.

“I have a son.”

Y/n's voice still rang clear. She had walked back into his life like a ghost, unraveling truths he wasn’t ready to face. Izana wasn’t the kind of man to be shaken easily, but this? It felt like the ground beneath him had split open.

Two days later, Izana found himself standing outside a modest suburban house. It wasn’t his style—too quiet, too simple—but he couldn’t ignore the nagging thought that had haunted him since their conversation. He wasn’t even sure why he was here. Closure, maybe? Curiosity?

When she opened the door, Y/n smiled at him. "You came,” she said softly.

“I didn’t come to play house,” Izana replied, his voice cold. “I just... I need to see him.”

Y/n nodded, stepping aside to let him in. The inside of the house was warm and inviting. His eyes scanned the room, cataloging every detail. Then he saw him.

A boy sat cross-legged on the carpet, building a tower with wooden blocks. He looked up when Izana entered, his orchid-coloured eyes locking onto Izana’s.

Izana froze.

It was like staring into a mirror.

The boy’s features were unmistakable— bleach blonde hair that curled slightly at the ends, and those orchid eyes that seemed to see through everything and his most prominent feature-- his glowy, beautiful tan complexion. Izana’s stomach churned.

“Yuki,” Y/n called gently. “Come here, sweetheart.”

The boy stood, his small frame walking hesitantly toward them. Izana watched every movement, his breath caught in his throat.

“This is... Izana,” she introduced, kneeling beside her son. “He’s an old friend of Mommy’s.”

“Hi,” Yukiya greeted shyly, his voice soft and unsure.

Izana nodded stiffly, his heart pounding. His gut screamed at him that this boy was his, but his mind rebelled against the idea. It couldn’t be. It shouldn’t be.

Later, as they sat in the living room, Yukiya played nearby, occasionally glancing at Izana with curious eyes. Izana couldn’t stop watching him. Every gesture, every expression—it was uncanny. The boy even furrowed his brow the same way Izana did when he was deep in thought.

“You see it, don’t you?” she asked quietly, breaking his reverie.

“I see a kid,” Izana snarled, his tone dismissive. “That doesn’t mean anything.”

Her shoulders sagged, but Y/n didn’t press him. Instead, she handed him a photo album. Izana flipped through the pages reluctantly, each picture chipping away at his skepticism.

Yukiya as a baby, his tiny fists curled into the same defiant pose Izana knew too well. Yukiya as a toddler, his mischievous grin eerily familiar.

Izana shut the album abruptly, his jaw clenched. “This doesn’t prove anything.”

“Then what will?” she asked, frustration creeping into her voice. “A DNA test? Fine. Let’s do it. But don’t sit there and tell me you don’t feel it. He’s yours, Izana. I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t absolutely sure.”

He didn’t respond, his gaze fixed on the boy. Izana was no stranger to manipulation. He’d grown up surrounded by lies and betrayal, and trust was a luxury he didn’t afford anyone.

But as the evening wore on, he found himself drawn to the child in a way that scared him. Yukiya was fearless, walking up to Izana with a toy car in his hand.

“Do you like cars?” the boy asked, his voice innocent.

Izana blinked, caught off guard. “Yeah. I guess.”

“Me too,” Yukiya chuckled, smiling. “Mommy says I’m good at fixing things. She said maybe one day I can fix real cars.”

Izana’s chest tightened. Shinichiro had said something similar to him once, long before everything fell apart.

“Is that so?” he murmured, his voice softer than he intended.

Yukiya nodded enthusiastically before running off to grab another toy. Izana watched him go, his heart a tumultuous mess of emotions.

As the night wore on, Izana found himself lingering longer than he intended. When Yukiya finally fell asleep, curled up with his toys, Izana turned to Y/n.

“He looks like me,” he admitted. “But that doesn’t mean I trust you.”

“I’m not asking you to trust me,” she remarked. “I’m asking you to trust yourself. You know the truth, Izana. You just don’t want to admit it.”

Her words stung. Deep down, he felt it. The connection. The bond. It terrified him more than anything else ever had.

Izana stood abruptly, his chair scraping against the floor. “I’ll do the test,” he agreed. “But don’t think for a second that this changes anything.”

She didn’t argue, only nodded. “Fine. But you should know, Izana—whether you want to be in his life or not, you’re already a part of him. You can’t undo that.”

As he stepped back out into the night, Izana lit a cigarette, the smoke curling into the air like his tangled thoughts.

He had always thought of himself as untouchable, unbreakable. But tonight, a small boy with similar purple eyes had cracked the armor he’d spent years perfecting.

Izana wasn’t sure he knew how to put it back together.

Izana sat in his penthouse, the dim light casting shadows across his face. On the glass table before him lay three sheets of paper, each bearing the same undeniable truth.

99.99% Probability of Paternity

He’d taken the test three times, desperate for even the smallest margin of error, but the results hadn’t wavered. Yukiya was his son. His blood, his legacy.

Izana stared at the papers. Vulnerability was foreign to him, a weakness he despised, but this... this wasn’t something he could fight, threaten, or ignore.

“Izana, you’ve been sitting there for hours.”

Kakucho’s voice pulled Izana from his spiral of thoughts. His closest confidant stood by the window, arms crossed, concern etched into his features. Kakucho was the only person Izana had trusted with this revelation, and even then, it had taken him days to say the words aloud.

Izana’s eyes didn’t leave the papers. “He’s mine,” he declared quietly, almost to himself. “There’s no doubt about it.”

Kakucho stepped closer, his voice gentle but firm. “So, what are you going to do?”

Izana leaned back in his chair, Kakucho’s question pressing down on him.

“I don’t know,” Izana admitted, his voice uncharacteristically soft. “What do I have to offer a kid? A kid who didn’t even know I existed until now?”

Kakucho sat across from him, meeting his gaze. “You’re overthinking it. You don’t have to be perfect. You just have to show up.”

Izana scoffed, running a hand through his hair. “It’s not that simple.”

“It is,” Kakucho argued. “You..and me, we’ve been alone our whole lives. You know what that feels like. Do you really want Yukiya to go through the same thing, knowing his father’s out there and doesn’t care enough to be part of his life?”

The words hit Izana like a gut punch. Memories of his own childhood resurfaced—the loneliness, the resentment, the longing for someone to tell him he mattered.

Izana felt his eyes stinging, desperate to shed tears. “What if I mess him up? What if I can’t be what he needs?”

Kakucho sighed. “Then you figure it out. That’s what being a parent is, isn’t it? Doing your best, even when you’re scared.”

Izana looked away, his gaze falling back on the papers. Yukiya’s face flashed in his mind—those adorable purple eyes, the way he furrowed his brow just like Izana did.

“What do you think I should do?”

Kakucho smiled faintly. “Do what you think is right.”

Izana sat alone long after Kakucho left. His thoughts drifted back to Yukiya, to the way the boy had looked at him. Izana had seen a spark in those eyes, a spark that reminded him of himself before the darkness had taken over.

He couldn’t ignore it anymore. He didn’t want to.

The next day, Izana stood outside her house once again, his heart pounding in a way he wasn’t used to. He wasn’t here to intimidate or negotiate; he was here to take responsibility for something bigger than himself.

When Y/n opened the door, surprise flickered across her face. “Izana?”

“I’ve made up my mind,” he started. “I want to be part of Yukiya’s life.”

Her eyes widened, and for a moment, she seemed at a loss for words. Then a small, relieved smile broke through. “You’re sure?”

“I’m sure,” he reaffirmed his determination. “I don’t know how to do this, but I’ll figure it out. He deserves that much.”

Over the following weeks, Izana began to navigate the unfamiliar territory of fatherhood. At first, he kept his distance, unsure of how to connect with Yukiya. But the boy’s natural curiosity and warmth began to break down his walls.

One evening, as they sat in the park, Yukiya handed Izana a drawing he had made. It was simple—a stick figure of a man holding hands with a smaller stick figure.

“That’s us,” Yukiya said proudly.

Izana stared at the drawing, his chest tightening. “You... drew this for me?”

Yukiya nodded, his smile wide. “Mommy says you’re my dad. So I wanted to make something for you.”

Izana swallowed hard, his emotions threatening to overwhelm him. He reached out, ruffling Yukiya’s hair. “Thanks, Yuki. I’ll keep it.”

Yukiya beamed, and Izana felt something he hadn't felt in years--peace.

Back at his penthouse that night, Izana pinned the drawing to the wall of his study. Kakucho watched from the doorway, a rare smile on his face.

“You’re doing good,” Kakucho praised, acknowledging his efforts.

Izana glanced at the drawing, a faint smile tugging at his lips. He felt proud of himself.

Izana sat down, his gaze lingering on the drawing. Being part of Yukiya’s life wasn’t going to be easy. But after a long time, Izana finally felt like he had a purpose beyond the darkness of his past.

And for Yukiya, he would do whatever it took to be the father the boy deserved.

࿐*ೃ thanks for reading this scenario! likes, interaction and reblogs are deeply appreciated ♡

[trevengersprincess]

23:24 𝓅.𝓂

a/n: this is for you, i've had this on my mind for some time so I hope you enjoy this @fountain-baby

izana is that possessive boyfriend and it's the kind where you really shouldn't be into it but you are. the kind where he knows where you are at all times and just loves to be able to humiliate you in public when he knows you are wearing the specific panties he bought you. the possessiveness he carries is just so…hot. and when he knows you find it arousing, oh he’s gonna use it to his advantage. especially when you said you'd be back within a couple hours and it's been far more than that and he's upset about it. he buys you those vibrating panties so he turns it on wherever he is just for you to know he is nearby. he starts off slow, giving you the lowest setting first just to see you jolt up in your chair or see your legs buck as you're walking just to see you try and balance yourself again. he chuckles to himself as he sees you look around to see if you can find him and the expression that crosses it when you can't. your friends ask if you're okay and you just brush it off saying that you're fine. just as you're about to get up or start walking again, he turns up the setting, smirking as he sees you try and hold back a moan. you brush it off again, saying you need to go to the restroom where he follows you just to turn it up to the highest it can go, watching you brace yourself against the wall. he will walk up behind you and calmly whispering in your ear that it's him before he takes you into the men's restroom where he has to remind you about your punctuality. but he also has to remind you how much you are his and only his no matter if there are guys in that restroom or not. and if there are guys, he has to make sure they can hear you and how wet you are for him by the sound of his balls slapping against your cute cunny echoing around the room.

a/n: sorry if this got like off topic or just doesn't make sense but i just needed to get it out there

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[baby-tini]

Hello! Happy late birthday! Can you do headcanons of Manila, Tenjiku arc and good timeline Izana's kinks?

Manila!Izana-

Choking- This version of Izana is mean and does not take disrespect very lightly, he's very quick too correct it with his hand around your throat and a little "behave" growled in your ear as he watches all that false bravado drop from your face in seconds with a nasty grin cracking at his lips and a little chuckle following in suite. He also likes too hold you from behind, one hand around your waist, the other around your neck, his thumb brushes against your jaw as he nips at your throat, one of his more softer, rarer moments. He knows you love his hands, so why not slip his pretty fingers around your little throat as he fucks into you from the back?

D\S- He is a dom at heart, that's a fact. He loves a good power-play scene, especially the power imbalance, which is highly likely, given his high position in the gang life. His word in and out of the bedroom is not choice, but law, and he expects you too follow everything he says without an ounce of hesitation. He likes control, it doesn't even have too be sexual but that's what he thrives in, giving orders. He's not one too let his guard down or let people get too cocky with him, he doesn't do too well when people are giving orders, because he doesn't exactly like or follow them. Having control can also be a comfort for him, since he hasn't had much control in his life, but it's also so he can keep an eye on you and keep you in check.

Tenjiku!Izana-

Degradation- He's mean, but he's not cruel, he'd never go so far to the point that you start feeling bad. He wants you pushing at his chest because it feels so good and you can't take it, not because what he's saying is making you genuinely insecure and you don't want too have sex with him anymore. It's mostly back-handed praise though, like, "pretty little slut" or that "you take it better then any other slut" he's been with. It's more often mixed with praise rather then just straight degradation. He's also quite the fan of making you hump his thigh as he calls you out on your messy behavior, leaving you too feel embarrassed as he spits little mocking words in your ears as his hands stay around your hips, making you hump his thigh, your clit rubbing up against the fabric of your pants, leaving you all teary-eyes as you spew out watery apologies.

Spanking- He likes physical punishment, especially when he's delivering it, he really doesn't do too well with bad behavior or bratty comments, especially when they're directed at him. He's a firm believer in a heavy hand solving discipline, especially when it's done right, meaning, by him. Now, this man has two types of slaps that he'll lay on your ass, thighs, or cheek. The ones that are heavy and painful, leaving ugly bruises in their wake as you try not too cry from how quick and precise they are on your skin. The ones that have yelps of pain crawling at your throat too be released from the confinements of your voice box. Then there's the other one, the somewhat soft ones that have you mewling as you look up at him from your place across his lap, his other hand running through the strands of your hair as he tells you, "just a few more love, then you're all done." The ones that have you playfully bratty as you give him those big doe eyes of yours that he loves so much.

GT!Izana-

Breeding Kink- As a child, he wasn't exactly given a happy home, he was left for another by the person he admired the most. He's always wanted a family, and since he wasn't able too have one, he had one himself- or at the very least, he wanted his own. That's the only thing he can think about when he's balls deep in your cunt, your legs sore and muscles tense as he pins your thighs to your chest, fucking into your leaky cunt with little hushes and coos too just be patient, he's almost done, just give him a few more minutes he needs too make sure that it sticks, you can't let any leak out because then he has too fill you again; and honestly it's your fault that he has too go multiple rounds with you, it won't stick if you keep moving and squirming like that baby, what don't you understand. Don't even think about cleaning yourself up, because he will hold you down for the whole night.

Praise- This version of Izana is a sweetheart, he's all about praise, you are the most important person in his life and he'd never make you like less then perfect, because you are. In his pretty violet eyes, you are truly his everything, the light in his very dark world; truly the best thing too have ever happened to him. Anytime he can, he's whispering praise in your ear, it doesn't matter if you're around a whole bunch of people and your face is pure crimson, he'll continue with a cocky little smirk on his face as people ask if you're okay and you're adorably full of stutters as he chuckles in your ear, rubbing his pretty hand up and down your arm in mock comfort. Even if it's something that you're not good at, he'll make you feel like you're the best he's ever had, because in his eyes, you are.

[wingo5]

HAPPY B-DAY IZANA!!

He’s not used to birthdays

Emma gave him the party hat

[aleapple1216]

I'm laughing my fucking ass off

[firstdivisiongirl]

Hello I lovee your headcanons and i cant help but want more 😭 so could I request some headcanons for Izana, Ran, Hanma, and Kakucho (add whichever character you'd like too OR if its a lot, you can choose whoever you want to do, but mostly make Izana pls🙏) about their ideal types? How they'd like his partner to be, their physics, their personality... Yeah.

Thank you sm I hope it's not too much or anything

Hell. Thanks for the request. This isn’t too much at all. I did take out Ran, but only because there was no Rindou and they’re a package deal. I also couldn’t honestly think of anything for Ran. But I hope you enjoy it!

Izana Kurokawa, Kakucho Hitto, and Shuji Hanma's Ideal Types

Izana Kurokawa:

I cannot say this enough.  Karen ruined this man’s view on how to treat people.

Destroyed it

That being said, if he wanted someone, he would want someone really sweet

But also tough

Like a Hori from Horimiya type

Or Nami from One Piece

Super nice, but will also smack someone if they has too

Looks wouldn’t be a big priority for him

Except no blondes

Too much like Karen

He wants someone who is good at listening and agrees with him

No disagrees with the king

That sounded inappropriate…

But all in all he wants someone who is a good listener, nice, but can also fight

Kakucho Hitto:

Now for the sweetest boy

He wants someone who doesn’t have anything to do with gang life

His little piece of normalice

They have to be a good person

They need a huge moral compass

Like Izana, doesn’t care so much about looks

Looks aren’t what makes a person great

Wants someone who is smiling

And loves kids

He seems like the guy who would want a family

And wouldn’t waste time dating someone he didn’t see a future with.

So basically he wants a good person who he can see spending the rest of his life with

Shuji Hanma:

Oh Shuji!

You are a unique one.

To be honest, I think he would initially think he wants someone as crazy as him

It would make life exciting

But he would fall for the person who is the opposite him

Like super sweet and sees the world in color unlike him

Like the other two, looks don’t really bother him that much

But, he wants someone short

Why?  Because he’s a tease

He wants someone who will let him make choices too

Since working with Kisaki, he doesn’t get to make the calls

So he wants someone who will listen to his opinion and let him make decisions sometimes

He just wants someone who will make the world colorful instead of gray like it is now

Please do not copy, modify, translate or repost my writing on other platforms. Comments, reblogs and likes are highly appreciated!

[animeaestheticsthings]

Happiest birthday to Izzy!!!🥺💫✨️❤️‍🔥🎴🖤❤️♍️👑

[buccini555]

𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 — 𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚

⊹ ｡ ﾟ⁖ Izana finds it extremely difficult to show feelings, but on a day when he was sensitive, he ended up confessing to you all the suffering he felt and how much you helped him overcome his problems and traumas, but he also confesses how afraid he is of you abandoning him

⊹ ｡ ﾟ⁖ x m a l e r e a d e r!

⊹｡ﾟ⁖ 𝐹𝑡. Izana Kurokawa

A cold winter day, the snow gradually covered the dry trees, Izana was sleeping while you were just reading a book in front of a slope, it didn't take long for him to wake up, then you noticed him going down the stairs, so discouraged, that weather, all that blizzard, you definitely knew that Izana remembered things that she maybe wanted to forget.

"Come here, Izana! Don't you want to lie on my lap?" You said, Izana just remained silent, resting his head on your lap and closing his eyes, so as not to disturb him, you just processed your reading.

"...It's good to have you here." Izana whispered, taking comfort in your legs.

"Hmm? It's good to have you here too..." You said cheerfully, until you noticed the tears in his eyes.

"Izana? D-don't cry, what happened?" You were definitely worried, since Izana refused to cry in front of you.

"I wish this suffering in my mind would stop, the memories, the feeling of being rejected, all of this will always haunt me, do you understand?" Izana said, getting up and hugging you, he definitely wanted to vent, those lines made your heart sink, knowing how difficult it was for him.

"I have a war in my mind and I just can't win it." Again, Izana said in a low tone, you just stroked the boy's platinum hair, making him as comfortable as possible.

"...If you hadn't saved me from myself, I don't know where I would be. You were the only boy who could love a mess like me." Hugging you more vigorously, he just let those words slip away.

"Don't talk about yourself like that, I love you anyway." You responded immediately, stating your feelings for him.

"It's a challenge to love someone like me, you wouldn't understand." Still trying to control his insistent crying, the blonde said in a tone of sadness and disappointment.

"I-Izana..." You didn't know what to say, hearing him speak so harshly about himself was something that hurt you deeply.

"I hate showing love, I hate showing feelings, I hate all of this... But, boy, I need to tell you how much I love you, even though it doesn't seem like it, you were the only person I had left and I still fear losing you." Izana confessed what he always wanted to confess, the fear of losing you had tormented him for a long time, since he was totally attached to you, he simply didn't want to feel the pain of being left aside again.

Just wait, you continued to give affection to Izana, you know that she would never abandon him whatever the situation.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry for saying such nonsense." Izana spoke again, hiding his own tears.

"It's not stupidity, it's your feelings, I'm happy to know how much you love me, I will never, never abandon you." You said right away, caressing the brunette's face and making him open a small smile.

"P-please hug me as tight as you can, okay?" Izana asked gently, looking at you with those beautiful eyes as if you were a puppy.

"Right!" Hugging him, you responded again.

"You're such a sweetheart..." He said as he hugged you after finally calming down.