#manjiro hcs

[baby-tini]

Mikey brainrot 😍

OG Timeline Mikey with a serious breeding kink even though he’s always busy, he takes any opportunity to fill reader 😭

oooo Mikey with a breeding kink 🤤🤤🤤

-OG Manjiro Sano is definitely a creampie kind of guy, he keeps you filled to the brim constantly. Where ever he can, whenever he can. He thinks it would be a waste too just you wipe it off or for it too go into a condom. He's always liked fucking your pussy raw better anyway. -He likes you nice and messy for him, he also likes too watch it leak out of your pretty cunt, just so he can push it back in with his fingers, he won't be too happy if you let any of it leak out. -He doesn't care which position he fills you in, but, if he had too choose, it would most likely be missionary. A little basic, but, he prefers too watch your facial expressions as he cums in you. The way your back arches when he rubs tight circles into your clit has his eyes rolling back. Especially when he cums in you and you squeeze him tighter, trying too take him for all he's worth. -Mikey can be so fucking nasty sometimes, because it's not just your pussy that he likes too keep filled, he likes too keep that smart little mouth of yours full too. He'll fuck his fingers into your sloppy cunt, only too pull out his fingers, coated in his own cum, and yours. Only too slip them in your mouth, keeping his cum on your tongue until he's done with you, and you better not swallow any of it either, unless he tells you too. Because he'll just fill your mouth up again, but double the amount, until it's spilling from your between your lips. -He likes having you bounce on his cock as you beg and plead for him too fill you up makes him feral, he looses it when you tell him how much you love when he cums in you, how he always fills you so nicely. Begging for his cum too fill you up until you physically can't hold anymore, until it's quite literally spilling out of you in a thick stream, getting your thighs all sticky and messy with the thick liquid. -He loves fucking you in doggy too though, he'll spread your ass cheeks apart so he can watch his cock fuck into you as he spits, adding more lubricant so he can fuck you more efferently. Wrapping your hair around his hand as he pulls your back flush against his chest, whispering the most fucked up shit your ear as your mouth hangs open, nothing coming out as tears slip down your cheeks. -He takes videos of your little... sessions. He's away quite a lot, meaning he can't fuck you as much as he'd like too, but that's okay, because he makes sure he takes enough footage too hold him over until he makes it back to you, so ha can fill you in person. He'll have you hold your legs open, each arm under one of your thighs, holding them still so he can spread your lips open, zooming in on the white cream spilling out, only too spread all over your pussy. Using his cum too make easier for him too rub your clit as he catches yet another of your orgams on camera. -As I've stated, he likes too keep your mouth quiet when you're not using it too scream for him, but he likes too turn it into a little game. If you can manage too keep every single drop of his cum in your mouth, he'll let you cum as much as you want, however you want. But, if you do fuck up, he's not gonna be very forgiving, you won't get too cum at all. Bad girls don't get rewarded with orgasms, you should know that by now pretty baby, did you forget, huh? Speak up, he can't hear you... oh wait, your mouth is full, huh? It's okay, he'll remind you. -He also likes too cum in your panties as your wearing them, pulling you to somewhere barley discreate, he'll have you pull down your panties a little bit as he pulls his cock, pumping it too get him hard as he watches your pretty face as your lips form into a pout as you plead with him too cum in your panties, whining at him too please rub his tip on your clit as you feel his cum already soaking through the thin cloth as he sends you away with a pat on your ass. -It's a privilege too be filled and thoroughly fucked by the Invincible Mikey, so you better say thank you when he's done with you, yeah?

[justauthoring]

I really like your Tokyo revengers He’s Taken scenario. What if it happened in reverse where someone told the boys that they would be a better fit for reader <3

TOKYO REVENGERS - UM, SHE'S TAKEN?

includes: manjiro "mikey" sano, hanma shuji, baji keisuke and kazutora hanemiya all include xfem!reader!

a/n: this is so late but i felt i should actually do a request for once :) and i always love me some jealous boys!

MIKEY:

The audacity of this man.

That was all Mikey could think.

Did he not know who he was? Did he not know who you were dating? The Invisible Mikey, Toman's Leader and the most handsome boy you knew?

Clearly not.

Frowning, Mikey watches with barely concealed disdain as your classmate (the one you’ve been complaining to him about for weeks now) follows you outside of the school. He couldn’t always pick you up from school with Toman business and the like, but today he’d made sure he’d be able to after you’d texted him the day before that your annoying classmate had proceeded to take his infatuation with you a step further and follow you out of school. It had taken you great convincing to get him not to ‘walk you home’ as he so eloquently put it – stalking more like it – and though you’d tried to play it off, Mikey knew how scared you were.

The second your eyes fall on Mikey making his way over to you, he sees the instant relief that floods through them. Despite everything, Mikey can't help but feel slightly smug at that, hands shoved nonchalantly in his pockets as he crosses the distance over to you.

"Y/N-channn!" He calls out, arms stretched out towards you and with a single brief glance at the boy next to you, you all but race towards him, allowing yourself to fall into his arms. Mikey hates the way he feels you shake slightly beneath his fingertips, and he throws a not-so-subtle glare the classmates way, who – as he figured – is glaring right back at him.

"Y/N," the classmate calls, and Mikey's eyes narrow at his familiarity when regarding you. "Who's this?"

You lean back from his hug, and Mikey can see you look rather annoyed at the question – clearly, you've told him this before.

"Mikey," Mikey cuts in dryly, "her boyfriend."

And he must really not know who Mikey is because he has the gall to laugh.

"Boyfriend?" Haru laughs, mockingly and loudly, head thrown back as you cast a quick glance up at Mikey in uncertainy, trying to gauge he's reaction. Truthfully, Mikey looks unphased. "I thought you were joking about that, Y/N."

And then Haru steps forward, moving towards you; "I mean, you and me make a much better–"

It happens in a flash. Suddenly, you're no longer in Mikey's arms and rather set gently behind him, Mikey’s body blocking your view as Haru's hand that was outstretched towards you is now tightly grasped in Mikey's fist. A quick glance at Haru's face, and you can tell that Mikey's grip is tight, his face twisting with pain.

"Did I forget to mention?" Mikey smiles, "I'm also the leader of Toman."

Haru's eyes widen and he looks scared–well, shitless.

Mikey's grip tightens, finding the way all colour leaves Haru's face rather amusing and the way the panic wells with pain as Mikey bends his arm to the point of just being about to break.

"Now, what was that about you and Y/N-chan being a better match?"

"I was wrong!" Haru cries, voice pitching pathetically, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!"

"Don't apologize to me," Mikey shrugs, "apologize to Y/N-chan for making her so uncomfortable for the past few weeks."

Slowly, Mikey takes a step back, allowing you to fall in the view of Haru again, who, near crying, falls to his knees. "I'm so sorry! Please forgive me!"

Cheeks red slightly in embarrassment, you turn to Mikey.

He lets go with ease, Haru falling to the ground with one last cry, before Mikey makes his way to you, pulling you back into his arms with a wide grin.

"Let's go eat!" Mikey calls out with a cheer, snuggling into you. "I want you to feed me!"

HANMA:

"I mean, you're no good for her."

There's a beat. One long, single beat of silence before Hanma can't hold himself back anymore and he burst into laughter.

You, whose stood next to him, looks at him in disbelief, eyes widening as Hanma all but cackles in response to Asahi's words. Asahi, to be fair, looks just a stunned, and with a frown, you step towards your boyfriend, tugging on the sleeve of his jacket.

"Shuji!" You hiss, grip tightening on him.

He falls quiet at that, letting his eyes drift across you briefly, taking in the worried look in your eyes and the laughter stops at that. Hanma lets his eyes fall back on this boy, Asahi apparently, and the frown deepens – you were scared of this guy? He looked like wind might blow him over.

Besides, didn't you trust him to protect you?

A single glance back at you, and you're still throwing worried glances at Asahi, shuffled close to his side.

Guess he had something else to prove then.

"That's funny," Hanma finally speaks up, letting his eyes fall on Asahi with disinterest. "Hilarious actually." But all the humour has left his body, and Hanma simply stares back at the boy with a straight face.

Asahi falters, just slightly.

"I-I mean, you're a deliquent!" He calls out, gesturning in front of him at Hanma, before his eyes fall on you. "I mean, surely you can see that being with him will be nothing but a bad influence. If you were–"

Hanma steps in front of you, blocking you effectively from him.

"You don't get to talk to her," Hanma states rather bluntly.

Asahi turns to him, lips parting.

"You're not worthy enough to talk to her, pipsqueak. So let's keep this between you and me, huh?"

The air changes, thickens, and although you can't see it, you can practically sense as Asahi grows nervous, registering the glint in Hanma's gaze as he stares him down.

"I mean, surely, if you knew I was a... what did you say? Delinquent." Hanma snorts, "you think you'd have the brains to realize I'm not someone to mess with. And I don't take kindly to idiots like you trying to tell me who my girl should or shouldn't be with."

Hanma takes a step forward then, towering over the boy whose skin has grown pale, eyes flooding with fear as he stares up at Hanma.

"I especially don't take kindly to you scaring my girl either."

"I-I–"

Grabbing Asahi by the collar of his jacket, Asahi falls silent as Hanma pulls him up until he's standing on the tip of his toes, kicking his feet beneath him.

"But it seems I screwed up too, huh? My girl shouldn't have to be afraid because she should know I'd never let anyone touch her, let alone look at her if they made her uncomfortable."

There's a pause and Hanma's gaze grows wild as his fist slowly raises beside him, Asahi's cries of panic and pleads of mercy simply a background noise.

"So it looks like I gotta show her why."

BAJI:

"You're loud."

Well, Baji guessed he couldn't necessarily argue with that.

"You're rash."

That, too... maybe.

"You're not very smart."

Uh, ouch.

"You act without thinking. It could get Y/N hurt."

Okay, well that was just rude.

You were always Baji's top priority.

Well, that and fighting. But, still.

"I think I'd be a much better fit for her."

Baji should've figured this is where the conversation was going. Letting his eyes drift across the boy stood in front of him, he takes in the sight of his Toman uniform. He doesn't readily recognize the boy, so he's certainly not in his division.

Ballsy, he'd admit.

But stupid nonetheless.

He's probably in Mitsuya's division, Baji laughs to himself.

Well, not for much longer.

"I'll take your silence as a sign you agree with me–"

"I wouldn't jump to conclusions," Baji chuckles, grinning down widely at the boy. "What makes you think you're so great for Y/N? I know she's happy with me."

Lips parting, the boy pauses; "what?"

"You listed off all the reasons why you think I'm not a good fit for her, right?" He quirks a brow, and the boy nods. "So, tell me why you think you're a good match for her. You win, I'll break up with Y/N. And if you lose... well, needless to say." With a wide grin, Baji cracks his knuckles, baring his fists down at the boy.

The boys eyes widen, and he fumbles for a second, before he steels himself, inhaling deeply.

"Well, I'm smart, for one–"

"Wrong," Baji cuts in, "Y/N doesn't like smart guys. Why else would she have gone for me?"

Faltering, the boy shakes his head; "w-well, I'm a good cook–"

"Y/N prefers cooking herself," Baji shakes his head. "It's her passion."

Cheeks redenning, the boy rushes to add; "I-I'm! I'm strong!"

Baji just laughs; "not as strong as me. You're not even a vice captain of Toman!"

Thoroughly embarrassed, the boy hesitates, face bright red.

"Looks like you lose," Baji sings, stepping towards the boy. "I mean, if you really knew Y/N, you'd know the most important thing."

"W-What?"

"That none of that matters because she loves me!"

"You can't just–"

He never finishes what he's about to say before a fist makes contact with his cheek, knocking him off his feet and sending him straight to the ground.

Baji glances down at him with a blink.

"Strong my ass."

He makes a move toward him, before;

"Keisuke!"

Eyes lighting up, Baji spins, grinning at the sight of you. "Y/N!"

You fall in front of him, eyes flickering from the boy groaning on the ground back to him, "did you get in another fight again?"

Baji shrugs; "the guy deserved it. Not much of a fight either.”

And your eyes fall back on the boy on the ground and there's a flicker of hope where he thinks you might help but, but then after a moment you follow Baji's lead, shrugging, letting him take your hand in his before leading him off.

Guess Baji was right – you really did love him.

KAZUTORA:

"I mean, didn't you go to juvie?"

Frowning, Kazutora glares at the man, Daiki as he'd introduced himself as, in front of him. He was apparently a co-worker of yours, though Kazutora's never heard you talk about him before.

Stuck at this party your work was holding for you as a celebration for the promotion you'd received and your excellent work at the company, Kazutora had gotten a whole half hour of your time before you'd been whisked off by two woman, you offering an apologetic smile over your shoulder in response.

At the time, Kazutora hadn't minded – this night was for you after all and he wanted you to enjoy it.

Now, though? He desperately wanted to leave.

"How do you even know that?" Kazutora asks, his patience thin.

"I did some research when Y/N mentioned your name," Daiki shrugs. "Of course, when she mentioned you she hadn't mentioned that."

It's obviously meant as a jab. But Kazutora knew you weren't embarrassed of him – at least, he'd been pretty sure of that.

"Well, it's not really any of your business is it?" Kazutora cuts in, barely able to contain the snide in his tone. He barely liked socializing with people anyway, especially strangers, but he'd gone for you and because he wanted to be apart of your celebration. It was the least he could do after all you'd done for him.

But now he wishes he’d stayed home if he had to continue dealing with this guy.

"Still," Daiki insists, "aren't you embarrassed? I mean, such an upstanding woman... it's a wonder why she ever chose you."

"I chose him because I love him for him," you cut in and Kazutora’s eyes widen, glancing over his shoulder to see you making your way over to him. You look absolutely stunning, dressed in a floor length Y/F/C dress and when you notice his eyes on you, you smile at him, before it falters as you turn back to glance at your coworker. "But I hardly think that's any of your business anyways."

You fall next to Kazutora, wrapping your arm around his waist as you fall into his side, and the second you do, you squeeze Kazutora's side, and he realizes you're trying to reassure him.

"Y/N–!"

"Honestly, Daiki," you breathe out, voice coming out purposely exasperated as you roll your eyes. "I've had this conversation with you multiple times. I am happily in a relationship and your obsession with my personal affairs is strange and inappropriate. Given my promotion, I could easily have you fired."

Kazutora watches as the man's eyes widen, cheeks bleeding red as he shakes his head; "my-my apologies. Please, you don't have to go that far. I'll... I'll make sure I stop."

You raise a brow, holding the man with bated breath for a moment, before you nod. "Just don't let it happen again."

Daiki scurries off without another word, desperate to get away and Kazutora watches as you let out a sigh, shoulders falling as you shift, coming to stand in front of him, hands falling on his hips.

"I'm sorry about him. He's been... annoyingly persistant about asking me out for the past bit. I thought he'd have stopped when I reported him last week but when I saw him talking to you just now, I realized he hadn't."

Kazutora glances down at you, meeting your gaze.

You understand what he's trying to say before he even does; "nuh-uh," you shake your head, tugging him closer to you. "Don't let a word that idiot says get to you. He's just a pervert anyways. He spends half of his time looking down my shirt and I would never want to be with someone like him over you."

Biting his lips, Kazutora smiles softly; "I love you."

"I love you too," you grin, before slipping your hand into his. "Now, come on, I want to introduce you to my friends."

[wellterr]

some tr shenanigans

[married-to-google-translater]

Good evening, a request please from Mikey x reader, how does Mikey react if his young children are very attached to their mother (reader) but he is also attached to his wife, would it be like having several Puneranians fighting?

Manjiro "Mikey" Sano

Mikey would consider himself very lucky to be able to live with you.

You made Mikey happy every day.

When your children are born Mikey would be even happier and he didn't even know it was possible.

At first Mikey didn't think about the "dark side" of the future.

Baby time would go really well.

Mikey understands that the baby needs a lot of attention.

He himself would also prefer to help with the care of his child.

The "problems" came when the child was older and clearly started favoring you.

Mikey, it doesn't matter if your child likes you more.

He really gets it.

You are amazing and it would be weird if your child didn't like you.

A small childish part of Mikey would be jealous though.

He would also need your attention :3

Mikey knows he should be an adult but he doesn't always care XD.

It was fun to watch them fight over your attention.

Usually it would be something cute like a war of words or both of them hanging on to you and refusing to let go.

Usually the situation is resolved when you tell them that you love them both very much and make takoyaki's.

[mikeysonly]

3:08AM - Manjiro (Mikey) Sano

♡ pls see a dentist after reading this it’s too sweet. mikey is so CUTE AAAA.

3:08 AM

The glowing numbers on the clock felt like they were mocking him as his stomach let out a growl. He silently fake sobbed to himself.

With ninja like precision, he slipped out of bed, his messy blonde hair sticking out in every direction. “I’ll be quiet,” he whispered to no one but himself. Mission: Pizza.

With socks pulled up halfway to his knees (“the secret to stealth,” he thought smugly), Mikey tiptoed into the kitchen. He opened the fridge and pulled out a cold slice of pizza, holding it up triumphantly like he’d just struck gold. The microwave door creaked as he opened it, and Mikey froze, glancing back toward the bedroom. Nothing. He smirked. This was just too easy.

He tapped in a random time. Four minutes. It sounded like a good number, he guessed. The microwave beeped its confirmation, and Mikey flinched. “Shh!” he hissed at the machine, pressing his finger to the start button.

The low hum of the microwave filled the room as the pizza slowly spun. Mikey stood with his hands on his hips, nodding approvingly.

BEEP.

The pizza was fucking burning.

Mikey panicked. He frantically hit buttons to stop it, but that only made it worse. Each press was met with a BEEP BEEP BEEP!

“Oh, no. No, no, no, SHUT THE HELL UP!” he whisper screamed, slamming his hand against the controls. In his desperation, he yanked open the microwave door.

The hum stopped for a second, and he breathed out in relief. But then, the machine let out an angry WHRRRR! followed by a small spark.

Mikey froze, staring at the microwave like it was a bomb. “Oh… shit.”

Before Mikey could react, he heard her.

Mikey spun around just as Y/N shuffled into the kitchen, eyes half-open. She blinked at him standing there, socks pulled up, holding a steaming slice of pizza in one hand and looking like a child caught red handed.

“I wore socks and everything!” he blurted, waving the scorched pizza defensively like it was Exhibit A in his case.

Y/N looked at him, then at the broken microwave, then back at him. She bit her lip, trying desperately not to laugh. “What the hell did you do?”

“It panicked first, I SWEAR!” Mikey insisted.

Y/N leaned against the counter, shaking her head as laughter bubbled out. “You’re unreal.”

Mikey pouted, taking a defiant bite of his burnt pizza. “You still love me, right?”

“Debatable,” she teased, ruffling his already messy hair.

“Don’t eat that, you moron. I’ll make you something instead.” Y/N laughed, pulling him toward her in a sleepy hug. “You’re such a mess.”

[bebe-writes-stuff]

It was risky and wrong, but you didn’t care; all you cared about was the desperate need to cum. You looked down at Mikey as he devoured you, his mouth working on you as if you were his last meal. Your mind was unraveling from the relentless orgasms he had forcefully drawn out of you despite your pleas for him to stop, but he ignored every word. Your back was against the tree he had pinned you to, starting with a heated make-out session before moving lower and lower.

"Mikey, no, the meeting is gonna start soon, and everyone is gonna come. And if someone sees us like this—" you whispered, trying to push his head away from under your skirt.

"Just a little taste, Y/n. No one is gonna find us here, at least if you keep quiet. C'mon," he insisted, lifting your skirt to nuzzle his head under.

You shivered as his fingers slowly ran through your folds. "You're so fucking wet. Did you really get this wet just from making out, you fucking slut."

You turned your head to the side, avoiding his gaze. "F-fuck you. You're one to talk. Your dick is probably leaking by now."

"Yeah, I'm hard as fuck, and that's for you and only you, babe."

Your legs trembled as you felt the vibrations of his voice on your sensitive clit. "Yeah, you like that? Rubbing your clit with my tongue. Your pussy is throbbing."

His tongue swirled in circles on your clit, occasionally fucking your hole.

Biting your bottom lip to keep from making noise, you tugged on his hair. "Mikey, fuck, don't stop, don't you fucking dare stop," you moaned, your head falling back.

"Yeah, cum on my tongue, just like that. Good girl."

You covered your mouth with both hands, stifling your screams as you came again, your cum being lapped up by Mikey. Finally, he pulled away, his mouth wet, cum dripping down his chin. His lustful eyes locked onto your tear-filled ones. Gasping for air, your chest heaved as you slowly slid down, your legs giving way as you sank to the ground, eyes fluttering shut.

You gasped when you heard a shout from afar, "MIKEY! WHERE ARE YOU, DAMMIT? DID YOU FORGET WE GOT A MEETING?"

Mikey pulled you into his lap, and you felt his rock-hard cock against your exposed, bare pussy. He moved his hips upward, grinding into you. "Y/n, shh, keep your mouth shut," he commanded, his voice rough and desperate, mirroring his fast and hard strokes. "I'm gonna fuck this pussy, and you better stay quiet." He placed his palm over your mouth, muffling your sounds as he took his cock out. You gripped the grass beneath you as he spread your pussy with his throbbing cock.

"Yeah, you like being my bitch," he whispered in your ear, thrusting up into you, holding your hips in place. "Don't run away now; you deserve this dick ramming inside you."

His tone was sadistic as he shoved his fingers in your mouth. "Suck on my fingers. That'll keep your mouth busy."

"Wanna feel that pussy pulse and clench on my dick. You hear me? You better cum on this cock, or you won't be cumming for the next week."

You were too fucked out of your mind to respond, just a moaning, wet, and sticky mess. All you could do was nod and take whatever he gave you.

"Yeah, cum for me, baby. Cum on this dick. It's all yours. Mm, fuck yeah, just like that. Tight fucking pussy."

...

--YALL I CAN'T CONTINUE THIS, BITCH I WAS FUCKING SWEATING WHILE WRITING THIS 😭😭😭

But if yall want me to continue it idk let me know, ima go cry now--

[buccini555]

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐈𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬

⊹ ۫ . Tokyo Revengers Boys Reacting to Shy S/O Who Randomly Says Out of Context and Inappropriate Things

౨ৎ H e a d c a n o n s !

‧₊˚ 𝐹𝑡. Manjiro Sano, Hanma Shuji, Kazutora Hanemiya, Mitsuya Takashi, Chifuyu Matsuno and Baji Keisuke

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

"What?" He would say, looking at Y/N with a confused look.

It would probably take him some time to understand a double-meaning joke.

He would complement Y/N's jokes or random lines (Sometimes he would be even worse than her).

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢

"What the hell?" He would say, looking at the girl in disbelief, disbelieving that someone so quiet would say something atrocious.

After accepting the girl's speech, he would laugh at her without thinking twice.

Hanma would certainly say something much worse and more inappropriate than the girl to try to compete on who would say more things out of context.

𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚

It would take him a while to associate any inappropriate speech with the quiet girl, disbelieving for a second that something so random could come out of the mouth of someone so shy and quiet.

He would probably have a fit of laughter in front of everyone.

He would certainly say something much more inappropriate after hearing the girl.

𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲��� 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢

He would definitely be embarrassed if he was in front of other people and would try to hide it.

Mitsuya would understand any kind of joke or double-meaning phrase immediately.

He would ask the girl to only be inappropriate when they were alone.

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨

It would take Chifuyu a while to understand a double-meaning phrase, but when he finally did, he would be a little embarrassed.

He would laugh at the girl since he definitely didn't expect any inappropriate speech from her.

"Honey, I don't think that's very appropriate." He would say with an awkward smile.

𝐁𝐚𝐣𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞

He would have a fit of laughter in front of everyone and then he would look seriously at the girl in disbelief.

After observing the girl for a brief moment of total silence he would break the silence by making a joke a thousand times more inappropriate.

"I didn't know you were the type of person who says inappropriate things..." He would say laughing with a confident smile. (🥵🥵)

[littlecoya]

My attempt at doing humor

[shinsmarlboro]

Manjiro with a lover, who is a successful entrepreneur.

TAGS: SFW && gender neutral y/n.

manjiro loves staying in your office while you're working away on your laptop.

if you need help with advertising a product you are selling but you don't have enough funds for that, you best believe that manjiro got your back. he'd advertise your product legally and illegally he doesn't care, as long as you make profit.

he loves spending on you. he doesn't think of money as something significant, it's just something that comes along as he is a part of the yakuza. spending on you is his way of making use of it, otherwise he would barely take much out of his bank account.

he dislikes it when you don't pay much attention to him while working, but he won't immediately ask for your attention until he's sure you won't use the excuse of working to get him to behave.

“you've been working for 6 hours, babe.” he would whine and sit on your desk, tipping your laptop cover even lower so you pay attention to him.

“you kept track of my working hours?”

“mm, you could say that.” he would then move your laptop aside so he could wrap his arms around you while sitting on your lap.

your office is like his hangout spot where he falls asleep to the sounds of your fingers against the keyboard or where he sprawls onto the couch to read magazines, or sometimes he just lovingly stares at you with his hand against his cheek. you are more than certain that he has no idea how piercing his gaze is and how it makes you fidget in your seat.

izana tends to drop by here and there to drag manjiro away from you. he isn't too fond of you for ‘stealing manjiro away from him’ and often vies for his younger brother's attention and skills.

he thinks it's ideal that both of you are night owls, with him being an insomniac and you always making sure to burn the midnight oil. late work nights with you always seem more intimate for you two, even with unspoken words.

manjiro would invite you as a plus-one to events with izana where networking is inevitably bound to happen to expand your business and brand. he would ensure that you are dressed in the finest attire to make the best first impression. it is also an excuse for him to watch you prance around in different dresses as you ask him for your opinion.

“you look so hot.” he'd gush for the umpteenth time, not caring about the exasperation on your face.

“you're not helping.”

“can i help it if you look good in everything, baby?”

he'd notice your dissatisfaction and offer to buy all the dresses you had put on and forcefully get his brother to choose for you.

“sorry y/n, izana-nii’s better with all this fashion stuff.”

he follows you on business trips whenever he has the time, and extends them for 2 more days.

“manjiro fucking sano. let go of me, i…we have a flight back to tokyo.”

“oh no we don't. we're staying for two more days, baby! don't worry i’ve got it covered, let's go to the beach in miami. i wanna tan my skin like those blonde foreigners.”

don't even bother complaining or arguing with him because he will totally ignore you, take your suitcase from your hand and put it somewhere in the hotel room before pulling you to bed.

.

.

BONUS; BONTEN MIKEY HCS.

he finds it convenient when you work late hours at night and you are not there to witness his mental breakdowns. he isn't fully comfortable with being vulnerable with you. he thinks he's doing you a favour by shielding you from that weak side of himself.

however, he despises when you pay little attention to him when he comes over to visit (which is rare as he is the face and leader of the most powerful crime syndicate in japan) and it seems like you prefer your laptop over him but would act clingy only when you two are alone. he won't say anything, won't bother you but his body language would let you know that he wants attention.

you would hold his hand and type away with the other one (even if it is a bit inconvenient, there isn't anything you wouldn't do for your babyboy).

he loves it when you look put-together and modest in your suit or your long pencil skirt with your hair tied back in a bun or a slick-back. no matter how feminine or masculine you appear, he looks at you with a tender expression hidden under his brooding visage.

manjiro would hook you up with people that would have your business skyrocketing. you converse with them about market potential, growth strategies and all that jazz, while mikey watches you like a hawk or gets sanzu to do that if he has to leave the venue for whatever reason.

[starkura]

them giving you flowers for no reason

only did mikey, baji, and mitsuya bc i kinda gave up 😭

mikey

in front of you was mikey. he was holding a bright and colorful bouquet of flowers. there was no occasion for you to receive flowers from him. “did you do something wrong?” you questioned. mikey only gave you flowers on special occasions. he didn’t usually give you flowers out of the blue. maybe if he did something wrong, he’d give you flowers. “why are you asking that? im giving you flowers.” he said. “well, today’s isn’t any special day, so that only leaves me to think you did something.” you explained. he rolls his eyes at you playfully. “hey, i’m not always trouble!” he exclaimed. he took your hands and place the flowers in them. “take them before i change my mind.” he told you. you laugh at him lightly. he crosses his arms and looks at you. “you know I don’t need a reason to give you flowers, right?” he said. he sighed and rolled his eyes once more. “okay, okay. thank you for the flowers. i appreciate the thought mikey.” you smiled at him. “c’mon, let’s head home now.”

baji

“why are you giving me flowers?” you questioned. baji was at your front door holding out a bouquet of daisies. today wasn’t anything special, so you were curious as to why baji was randomly giving you flowers. “do i need a reason to?” he questioned. he gave you a confused look. did he really need a reason to give you flowers? “well, i don’t know. it’s kinda random. you didn’t do anything bad…did you?” you wonder. “pft! no! why would i? can’t i just give my wonderful partner some flowers just because?” he says. “you sure? you didn’t get into any fights or anything???” you say once more to make sure. “yes, i’m sure.” he said seemingly exhausted. you look at him once more to check that he’s telling the truth. by the looks of it, he seems to be truthful. “okay, okay, thank you for the random flowers kei.” you smiled. “finally, who wouldn’t love receiving flowers. why are you so skeptical?” he questioned. “well, why else would you give me flowers?” you said. baji sighed and looked at you. “you think so badly of me.” you laugh lightly and invite him inside.

mitsuya

“roses?” you asked. mitsuya turned to you. “for you.” he said. at first, you smiled warmly at him. however, your mind trailed off to your curiosity about the flowers. why did he give you flowers today? today was just a typical day, nothing special or unordinary. mitsuya never forgot to give you flowers on those special days like anniversaries or your birthday. this led you to think he did something wrong and you just don’t know about it yet. “mitsuya?” you called out. “yeah? what is it?” he replied. “why are you giving me flowers today? you didn’t do anything wrong… right?” you hesitate to ask. he looked at you blankly, and then lightly laughed at your question. “really? you think i got you flowers because i did something wrong? i would just tell you straight up if i did. i got the flowers for you because you seemed down lately. you sigh in relief. “sorry, i shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions.” you laugh it off. “it’s okay. how are you doing now?” he asked. “i’m doing better now, school’s just been stressful that’s all. thank you for the flowers! i shouldve thanked you properly before.” you say. “that’s good to hear, take care of yourself and take breaks when you need it, okay?” he reminded. “yeah, i will don’t worry!” you reassured.

[kenmjiro]

── ◌ೄ◌ྀ ˊˎ Scenarios (TR BOYS)

⋆⸜ 🎧✮₊˚ Characters; Manjiro Sano, Keisuke Baji, Takashi Mitsuya

ஜ ˖ ࣪࿐ TWS: Perversion, naked, lingerie, smut, +18

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ Manjiro Sano

Your boyfriend's eyes couldn't be more open. Neither does his mouth.

“How does it look on me?”You adjusted the straps of your panties and slowly turned around completely. When you were on your back for a few seconds Mikey let out a little scream to himself, not being able to believe how good you looked at that moment.

You were left in front of him again, his gaze was anywhere but in your eyes.

“Let's see... I didn't see well, take another turn.” You smiled at his impudence and took a turn again in your place, so that he could see the whole thing better.

“And...?” you asked, looking at him face to face again. By now Mikey had his hand against his mouth, his eyes darting up and down, completely stunned.

“It's nice,” was the only thing he said, his voice sounding almost painful

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ Keisuke Baji

“Do you want me to sit there and just watch you model lingerie for me?”He asked, crossing his arms. You nodded, watching his eyebrows rise.

“Yes.” you saw him make a face.

“No, no shit, for your own good it's better that you decide for yourself about them.” he turned around and left the room. Just like that.

“Well, you lose it,”you chanted as you went to the bathroom to change. If you knew your boyfriend well then he would be outside waiting for you even if he refused.

As you left you confirmed it, causing a laugh on your part.

Half of his body was inside the room, in the door frame he had rested his mouth against the back of his hand, more than likely biting himself. When he saw you come out of the bathroom in the burgundy velvet ensemble, his eyes swept your body from top to bottom.

“What are you saying?” You turned around in your place so that he could see the details of the back in full. Baji leaned his face more to one side, further into the room to observe in detail.

“Shit, why are you doing this to me?” the boy snorted and began to mutter quietly to himself.

𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ Takashi Mitsuya

“You're good at these things so be honest and don't say it's cute just because you like me, okay? ”Mitsuya looked at you and nodded, totally firm.- Great, wait for me outside here.

“Anyway, I could make you an outfit,” Mitsuya murmured into the air. “And I would be more than happy to take your measurements,Y/n”

You dressed inside the bathroom quickly and came out after a while. The black outfit fit your body perfectly, the panties had two straps that wrapped around your hips, to tell the truth it took you a little while to put them on.

“Mhm... come closer.” Mitsuya settled back in the chair, moving his hips slightly and called you with his hand.

When he was in front of him, he stood up again and stretched his hands to the height of your panties, adjusting the straps over the bone of your hips. At that moment he took advantage of touching the material with his fingers, outlined the edge a little and separated his hands from you.

[baby-tini]

Do you think Mikey [all timelines] smoke weed?

Uhm.. fucking yes. CW- weed, smut Toman\OG Timeline- I feel like OG Mikey has smoked weed a couple times in his life, I definitely think he's a cougher though, no matter how much he smokes. THIS MAN WILL COUGH UP HIS LUNGS. He doesn't like it too much either, he doesn't like not being in control of his body and he HATES the smell. If you want him too smoke with you... you better find some that isn't super strong or potent in smell, like blue mystic, durban poison or northern lights. Also he hates cotton mouth and gets BAD munchies. Manila- Yeess. This man smokes. He smokes quite a bit too, he loves sativa and anything fruity like, purple punch strain, blue gelato 41, he likes blackberry too but only on occasion, he's quite picky when it comes to taste. He doesn't really cough a lot, sometimes on the first hit he may but that's it, he can hold it for a bit too. PLUS, this man can fucking roll, so good too and he can make the 'o's. He loves doing shotguns, specifically when he has smoke in his mouth and you french kiss him, he'll hold you to him by the back of your neck so that you hold it longer. Also he is the BIGGEST fan of high sex, he's a lot rougher and more intense when having sex while high. Folding your legs and pushing them towards your stomach as he fucks you, hand wrapped around your throat as he growls in your ear. Best sex you'll ever have in your life. Guarantied. Kanto- He did it once but besides that, no, he doesn't smoke weed, I genuinely believe that he dislikes everything about it. He hates the smell, the taste, the cottonmouth, the munchies and that the smell sticks to his clothes. He's also not a fan of the red eyes that he gets from smoking, also he's always busy and he needs to be fully concentrated on running Kanto, he can't really do that with his head all foggy. The one time he did smoke though, he was staring off into space for hours, he was completely out of it. Bonten- He's tried it, but he does harder shit, so, weed is rarely his go to. He only smokes when he wants too relax and chill. I do, however, fully believe that he's the sleepy type, he smokes a blunt and he's out an hour later. He rarely gets cottonmouth and the munchies aren't very frequent for him, also, he never coughs. He does however, become very deep when he smokes. He has the deepest conversations, asking you about your dreams and inspiration as he brushes his fingers through your hair. He definitely does become more affectionate while high. Kissing you non-stop as he nuzzles into your hair and breathes you in. Street racer- He does, not as much as Manila Mikey does, but it's still pretty often. I will say however, he's a very messy roller and some of it falls out from the paper. So, don't let him roll if you wish too smoke a whole blunt and not just less then half. He definitely fucks with indica strains and hybrids. He's a cougher, not as much as OG Mikey, but he still coughs. This man always gets munchies, it's inevitable, so if you're gonna smoke with him, MAKE SNACKS/HAVE THEM PREPARED BEFORE-HAND. He likes too exhale it out of his nose.. only to sneeze multiple times, seconds later. He's so fucking clingy when high, you can't leave. so if you gotta piss, do it before or you're not gonna do it at all. This Mikey is also a fan of high sex, but he likes it and is, very lazy. Commonaly, he'll be fucking into you while you're on your side, a hand between your legs rubbing your clit as he whines and pants in your ear.

[justauthoring]

SIGNS OF AFFECTION - TOKYO REVENGERS

includes: maniro "mikey" sano, chifuyu matsuno, mitsuya takashi & ken “draken” ryuguji

a/n: bet none of yall were expecting some tokyo rev headcanons tonight (i miss tokyo revengers :()

MIKEY:

physical touch:

Likes to hold your hand; thread his fingers through yours and feel your palm pressed against him. It reassures Mikey that you're still there, with him and by his side. If the two of you are out walking, he'll reach for your hand. If he wants to pull you somewhere to show you something, he'll grab your hand. It helps ground Mikey too, so if you see he's upset or angry, you'll grab his hand and it'll be enough to calm him down.

Always has an arm wrapped around your waist; he thinks his arm fits perfectly slotted against your waist. Likes the way doing so pulls you flush against his side, where he can feel your warmth seep into him. Mikey especially enjoys the way you always lean into the touch, head falling on his shoulder and your own arm occasionally coming to wrap around his waist too. Does it a lot when at school (if he shows up) or at gang meetings to show everyone there you're his.

Constantly asking for hugs; he'll do it in that whiny way he does with Draken or Emma, a certain vulnerability he only shows to certain people. Mikey will open his arms up, the invitation clear and if you don't respond to it right away, he'll pout at you until you do. Usually, that's not a problem though because you love his hugs; like the way he holds you tightly and presses a comforting hand to the back of your head while you thread your fingers through his hair.

CHIFUYU:

quality time:

Plans date nights; he'll always take in consideration on what you want to do, but most of the time, Chifuyu likes to be the one to plan date nights. You have no qualms about it, especially since Chifuyu is a die-hard romantic and is great at planning date nights. He'll make them simple and relaxing or exciting and adventurous depending on either of your moods, and dedicate the entire evening to you and your guys' relationship.

Always asks to study together; even if the two of you aren't in the same class or aren't working on the same subject, Chifuyu will still ask if you guys study together. It can be in the library or in one of your rooms, doesn't matter to im just as long as the two of you are doing it together. It works out too because if you're stuck on something, Chifuyu will push aside what he's doing to help you and you'll do the same for him; studying together is quite effective for the both of you as it eases any stress and gives the comfort of still being able to spend time together.

Likes to cook together; if the opportunity presents itself, which Chifuyu often tries to make sure it does, he'll present the idea to cook together. You'll oblidge, of course, and the two of you work seamlessly together. It's like routine by now that the both of you cook so well together, that it becomes natural to do so.

MITSUYA:

giving gifts:

Makes clothes for you; it's something Mitsuya has done since the start of your relationship, but continuously does and more frequently when he realizes just how much you like it and how much he enjoys the smile on your face when he gives you it. The pride he'll feel is undeniable when you smile at him, tell him how well the clothing fits and how beautiful his work is and the reward of seeing you in his clothing afterwards is more than worth it.

Finds random, small things when shopping and gives it to you; you'll just randomly wake up to a small gift wrapped on your night table with no word from Mitsuya or even a card. It's always random, usually small, like a little figurine or a book and it'll be completely unexpected. When you ask him about it when you see him later that day, Mitsuya will just shrug, say he say you looking at it and decided to get it for you and will blush when smile up at him and thank him with a sweet kiss to the lips.

Gives the best anniversay gifts; no matter how hard you try, Mitsuya's gifts always tops yours. He'll find the most beautiful piece of jewelry or make the most gorgeous, detailed piece of clothing that will literally make your jaw fall to the floor. Mitsuya will do it with a smile and a flush and when you give him your own, the smile widens as if somehow yours is better (it isn't).

DRAKEN:

attention:

Remembers the smallest details; doesn't matter if you said something in passing one day or convinced something heavy and heartfelt, Draken will remember both. He's conscious of the things that bother or upset you, and pays attention to the things that make you happy. He'll offer to watch a movie you randomly said you wanted to watch three weeks ago when you both finally have the time, or buy you a coffee from the out-of-the-away cafe you'd complained about once because he knows you like it so much.

Always makes eye contact; if you're speaking to him, Draken is careful to make sure you know he's listening. The second your lips part and he realizes you're talking to him, he'll shift his entire body if he has to to be able to meet your gaze. It's almost intimidating but endearing at the same time, meeting your eyes when the two of you are naked in bed, in the throes of each other, never wavering and making you feel seen and important.

Drops everything for you; if you're talking, nothing else matters. Draken will quite literally drop everything; a wrench that he's using to work on a car, or a book he's reading, or anything. The second he hears your voice, he's paying full attention to everything that leaves your lips. It warms your heart in an undeniable way, makes you all giddy and flushed when he just smiles at you and encourages you to continue.

[wellterr]

save him

[married-to-google-translater]

Nahh bro, imagine trying to divorce bonten mikey

I got ya~

Bonten Manjiro "Mikey" Sano

Mikey never wanted to hear those words.

He would have lost a lot of people in his life and he wouldn't want you to be one of them.

However, this situation would not be so surprising.

Mikey really did a lot of criminal shit and that could be hard to accept.

Another reason could be how cold and sometimes mean Mikey could be.

This relationship would definitely not be the healthiest.

This would cause an argument between the two of you...

An argument that would end with Mikey letting you go.

He would probably be so confused by the situation that he wouldn't think straight.

However, your departure has serious consequences.

Mikey would probably get really depressed when you were gone too.

This was at the latest the point where he lost all his joy in life.

Mikey wouldn't really eat or drink anything anymore.

No one would be able to contact him.

Sanzu would probably worry about Mikey's change in behavior.

We all know how loyal Sanzu would be to Mikey.

Chances are he would drag you back.

You're lucky you're not dead lol

On the one hand, you didn't want to be in a relationship with Mikey... but on the other hand, Sanzu had a gun.

You really weren't crazy enough to test Sanzu

[mikeysonly]

“You’re Safe With Me” - Manjiro (Mikey) Sano

♡ uhuhu soft toman mikey saving u again. y/n is afab as usual but change it in ur head if u want. I can’t stop writing for him aaaa I’m losing it >_< enjoy.

♡♡♥︎♡♡♥︎♡♡

Y/N hastened her pace, clutching her bag tightly against her chest. She never meant to involve herself. It was supposed to be a quiet evening after work, but when she saw the group of gang members cornering the elementary school boy in the alley, she couldn’t just walk away.

Now, she regretted it.

“Now where the hell do you think you’re off to, princess?” one of the men spat.

Y/N froze, her heart hammering. “I..- I wasn’t doing anything,” she stammered, her voice trembling.

“Bullshit,” another snapped, circling her. “We saw you. Yelling like that. Trying to play the hero? Who the fuck do you think you are, princess?”

Her knees felt weak. “I just..-“

The leader laughed, loud and cruel. “You hear that? She thought we’d listen to her. Cute.”

He stepped closer, his shadow looming over her. Y/N backed up instinctively.

“You’ve got nerve, princess I’ll give you that,” he said.

One of the other men snickered. “What should we do with her?”

Y/N’s throat tightened as she scanned the empty street. No one was around. There was no way out. She couldn’t fight them; she could barely stand. Her mind, a storm of panic, but that’s when another voice cut through the chaos.

“You’re gonna back the fuck off.”

It was quiet. Steady. But it carried a weight that silenced the group in an instant.

The gang turned, their expressions shifting immediately.

Standing at the mouth of the alley was Mikey. His hands were in his pockets, his blonde hair easily recognizable under the dull light. His Toman jacket was draped casually over his shoulders, the black and gold fabric all too evident. But it was the unmistakable manji symbol on the back and on his arm that made the gang members freeze.

“Shit,” one of them muttered. “That’s Mikey. Toman Mikey.”

The leader’s grip on Y/N tightened as he sneered. “I don’t give a shit. He’s just one guy.”

“Try me,” Mikey said, his tone flat.

The leader shoved Y/N toward one of his men and stepped forward, cracking his knuckles. “You think you can take us on by yourself?”

Y/N gasped as Mikey moved, quicker than her eyes could comprehend. His foot connected with the leader’s jaw, the impact echoing through the alley. The man crumpled instantly, out cold before he hit the ground.

The others stepped back, panic across their faces.

“We don’t want trouble, Mikey,” one of them stammered. “We didn’t know she was with you.”

Mikey’s gaze swept over them, cold and unforgiving. “You know who I am, and you still thought this was a good idea?”

“N-No, we-”

“Get lost,” Mikey said, his voice low but laced with enough malice to scare even the toughest gang members.

The men didn’t need to be told twice. They dropped the leader’s body and scrambled out of the alley.

Y/N stood frozen, her legs trembling. Mikey turned to her, his expression softening instantly.

“You okay?” he asked, stepping closer.

She nodded shakily, though her legs felt like jelly. “I… I think so.”

“You’re shaking,” Mikey said, his gaze sweeping over her. “Where are you hurt?”

Y/N blinked, touching her face. Only then did she notice the sting on her cheek. “I… I guess?”

Mikey frowned, taking her hand gently. “Come with me.”

She didn’t protest as he led her through the quiet streets, his presence steady and grounding. They reached his apartment not long after, and Mikey guided her to the couch.

“Sit,” he said and disappeared into the bathroom.

When he returned, he had a first aid kit in hand. He kneeled in front of her.

“You don’t have to…-” She mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper.

“You’ve got a cut,” Mikey said, dabbing at her cheek with a warm cloth. His movements were precise, gentle.

Y/N watched him in silence, his face serene, but something in the tension of his jaw gave him away.

"You shouldn't put yourself into situations like that,” he said finally, his voice soft yet firm.

"I know," she whispered. "But I just couldn't do nothing and stand there."

Mikey let out a sigh, his head shaking slightly. "You're way too kind, you know. It's dangerous as hell at night.”

When he finished, he set the cloth aside and sat back on his heels, studying her. “Promise me you’ll be more careful next time.”

“I promise,” she said softly, her cheeks warming under his gaze.

Mikey stood, motioning toward his bed. “You’re sleeping next to me tonight.”

Her eyes widened. “I can’t..-”

"You can," he said so firmly that further discussion was no longer an option. "Go."

Too tired to care, she pulled the covers up and sank under them. A second later, hardly having time to realize what he was doing, Mikey slid in beside her, settling there as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"You don't mind, do you?" he asked quietly.

“No,” she replied, her cheeks warming. “It’s… nice.”

Mikey offered a faint smile, his arm draping over her as he pulled her closer.

“Go to sleep,” he whispered.

For the first time that night, Y/N felt a sense of safety. As her eyes began to close, she heard him murmur,

“You’re safe with me.”