#shinichiro oneshot

[haihaihaitani]

You Look Perfect ~ *Shinichiro Sano*

Summary: Your unusual closeness with Shinichiro has been spotted by the tabloids. While he’s freaking out, you’re blissfully unaware. Now he needs to decide if he should shatter the fragile peace between the two of you...

Pairing: Shinichiro Sano X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffyish Oneshot

Word Count: 2349

Warning: teasing siblings, sexual innuendos confronting your feelings, hurt to comfort

Tokyo Revengers Masterlist

Taglist: @soulangel​

A/N: THIS IS A PART TWO TO Do I Look Okay? YOU SHOULD DEFINITELY READ THAT ONE FIRST.

It was all over the tabloids:

RISING STARLIT’S NEW BEAU!

FOOLING AROUND WITH PROTECTION!

JUST WHO IS SHINICHIRO SANO?

If this was the paparazzi’s way of getting him to sweat, then they really knew how to do their job well. His hands were clammy and his bottom lip was raw from how often he was chewing on it. He didn’t know what to do. He wasn’t used to seeing his face plastered all over the tabloids. That was your department.

Speaking of you, Shinichiro’s anxiety increased tenfold. What were you thinking about all of this? Have you seen the tabloids in the first place? He didn’t know and he wasn’t sure he wanted to know. You probably hated him. You were probably going to have him fired and he’d lose the best thing to ever happen to him.

But he deserved it. He got too close. That’s why all of these tabloids were reporting on your supposed relationship. He told himself to stay away from you, to keep things strictly professional. But you were so alluring, you just kept drawing him in. He was foolish enough to fall for your temptations.

His phone buzzed in his pocket. He didn’t want to answer it. It could be anyone. You, giving him his termination notice, the company, also telling him he was fired, or it could be another tabloid asking for an exclusive interview. But he knew that he couldn’t run from this forever. So with a long, depressed sigh, he opened his phone to a text from his brother:

Call me. Now.

And then his brother was calling him. Shinichiro had no choice but to answer.

“He-”

“TELL. US. EVERYTHING!” His sister shrieked through the phone. “I NEED ALL THE JUICY DETAILS ABOUT EVERYTHING!”

“Emma, stop shouting.” Mikey lightly scolded her. “We’re asking him if he’s okay.”

“I know that! But he’s finally dating THE Y/n L/n! I need to know how all of this happened and who made the first move!”

Shinichiro groaned. “Guys, not you too.”

Mikey snorted. “Well, it’s not our fault you’ve been fooling around with your boss. At least the point of this call was to ask if you’re alright. From your response, I’m sure you’re getting harassed.”

“Like you wouldn’t believe. And now from my own siblings.” He pinched the bridge of his nose. “And no, Emma, we’re not actually dating. It’s just a scandal created by the tabloids.”

“Ha, likely story.” She chuckled. “What’s sex with her like?”

His eyes widened. “I do not feel comfortable sharing my sex life with my younger siblings.”

“So you have had sex with her?!”

“NO NEVER!”

“Emma, please.” Mikey groaned with disgust. “Seriously though, are you okay? Do you need us to come kidnap you or something? We can do a little sibling getaway to, like, Okinawa or something. Wait till the heat dies down?”

He thought about it. What he was suggesting, it sounded nice. A chance to get away and spend some quality time with his siblings that he didn’t get often. It could be really nice and relaxing. But what about you? You couldn’t just dip out because the heat was too intense. You would be stuck going through this scandal alone. And even if it meant he’d get burned with you, he still cares an awful lot about you. No, he couldn’t leave you here by yourself.

“Nah, don’t do that. Y/n, she needs me now more than ever. I’m not walking away to let her fend for herself.” He explained.

Mikey tsked. “You really do love this girl, don’t you?”

He couldn’t admit it outloud. Admitting it outloud made it real and it just couldn't be real. So he hoped his brother could interpret his silence.

“That’s what I thought.”

“Seriously Shin, you need to ask her out! You love her so much and I’m sure she has the hots for you too!” Emma squealed. “Just sweep her off her feet all heroic like, you know like in the movies she’s in! And then tell us all the juicy details!”

“Emma!” Both brothers shouted.

Shinichiro chuckled. At least moments like this weren’t ruined by his unexpected fame. It made him feel better knowing that his family would always be there for him, no matter what. And that spoke volumes about loyalty.

“I have to go, but I’ll talk to you both soon.”

“Just keep your head down and try not to get into any more trouble.” Mikey said. “I’m sorry but I can’t be the responsible brother.”

“You got that right.”

“Would you shut up, Emma?”

Again, he laughed as he hung up on their bickering. That was the Sano’s for you: always fighting but when times are tough, they band together to get through it together. He didn’t know what he would do without them in his corner.

As soon as his phone call ended, your front door opened. Despite the storm circling around you from this scandal, you didn’t look worse for wear. If anything, you still looked positively radiant. Shinichiro felt his breath catch in the back of his throat, but he pushed down his feelings of awe. You didn’t need him being a lovesick teenager right now. You needed a pillar of strength, or even a shoulder to cry on. He needed to be there for you before he addressed his own feelings about all of this.

“Oh, you’re here.” You seemed genuinely surprised he was here, but your smile only brightened. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“I-” He paused, surprised you’d be asking. Surely you knew, right? “How are you?”

You shrugged. “Hmm, can’t complain. Been better, been worse, so on and so forth. How are you? You look like the world is ready to collapse around you. What happened?”

Again, he was tongue-tied. How could you not know? Someone had to have told you right? For the past couple of days you’ve been booked solid with photoshoots and commercial shootings. Someone on the staff had to have shown you all of the articles claiming you both were in a relationship. Was this your way of ignoring the problem, hoping it would go away? If so, it stung more than he thought. He thought you’d at least let him down gently.

You noticed his eyes flick to the tabloids spread across your coffee table. “Oh, those! I don’t think I’ve seen that one! I hope the pictures are good. The last magazine someone shoved in my face had the most awful photos of us. I was wearing that nasty green dress I had you burn three weeks ago. I mean if they’re going to expose our relationship, they could at least pick decent photos.”

Shinichiro was effectively frozen in place as you skimmed through the magazines. His mind whirling at a trillion miles per hour as he dissected your words. Did you just say what he thought you said? Our relationship? What did you mean by that? A flutter of hope told him that you believed the tabloids, that you both were in a romantic relationship.

But the pragmatic part of him scolded his wishful thinking. You couldn’t have meant that. It was a slip of the tongue, that was all. It had to be. You were much smarter than that, to even think about pursuing a romantic relationship with him. You knew it would destroy your career that you worked so hard to build. He cursed himself for being so foolish in thinking you liked him like he loved you.

“I-” He started again, but he couldn’t continue. He didn’t know what to say. What did you say in situations like this? You’ve never been caught in a dating scandal before, always so careful with who you interacted with. Well, except for him. But even so, he had no idea what to do now.

You glanced up at him, your big, innocent eyes making his knees buckle. “Hmm? Oh, thank you by the way. I definitely needed to see this. After the day I’ve been having, you have no idea. These pictures are much better. You really have an eye for good photography.”

“Ah, what?”

Your giggle practically made his insides turn to jelly. “C’mon Shin. Take a compliment for once.”

He shook his head. “No, I mean, what are you talking about?”

Tilting your head so cutely to the side, he almost fell forward. Seriously, you had to know how much you were driving him crazy! If you didn’t stop soon, he knew he’d lose all self-control. “I’m sorry? Ah, now I’m confused!”

“What, what did you mean by our relationship?” His voice wavered as he tried to directly ask you about the situation. But being direct with you was never his strong suit.

“Oh! That!” You laughed. “Well, I mean, it was no secret, right? I’ve practically been draped across you for like a year now. I’m just surprised it took them so long to figure it out.”

“Wait.” He sat down in front of you, one hand rubbing his forehead. “Are, are you telling me that you think we’ve been in a relationship for a year now?”

“Well, yeah.” There was a slight pause, causing him to look you in the eyes again. Your sweet smile had dipped into a cute frown. “Did, well, didn’t you think so?”

He sighed. “It’s all news to me.”

Standing up abruptly, you put your hands on your hips and glared at him with a cute pout. “Dammit Shin! What do you mean it’s news to you? Like I said, I’ve been hanging off you for a year! I haven’t made my feelings for you a secret! How could you not have seen it? All the dinners we’ve had, the premiere’s we’ve gone to, the car rides around the city? Tell me you didn’t notice it then! Hell, do I have to spell it out for you? I. Love. You. Do you get it now? Do you get how much I am absolutely head over heels in love with you? What do I have to do to get it through your thick skull, huh?”

All Shinichiro could do was stare at you as you went on your tirade. In all honesty, this wasn’t how he imagined hearing you loved him for the first time. If anything, he thought he’d manage to gather enough confidence to confess to you and then he’d hear you say those three little words. As per usual, he didn’t know what to say.

Before he could even open his mouth to attempt words, your face fell further into a deep sadness.

“Unless… u-unless none of that actually meant anything to you. Unless you don’t actually love me like I love you.” You sank back down into your seat, your head in your hands. “Oh God, I messed up. I shouldn’t have said anything. I should’ve kept up the act, playing innocent. I’m such an idiot. Damn…”

“No.”

You glanced up at him, your pretty eyes wet with tears. His heart lurched in his chest. This wasn’t what he wanted.

“What?”

“No.”

Shinichiro punctuated his one word answer by practically crawling over the coffee table that separated the two of you and pressing a firm kiss on your lips. He was frozen stiff and your eyes were wide with shock. But he kept pressing and you eventually gave in. Taking his face in your hands, you guided him through the kiss, moving your lips delicately against his. His heart somersaulted erratically in his chest, but he’d give you all his breath and all his love to keep from pulling away from this moment. It was perfect. You were perfect.

You were the one to pull away first. You were breathing heavily and your lips were puffy. But you still looked beautiful. Pressing your forehead against his, your eyes remained closed and your fingers stroked his cheeks lovingly. You were just so perfect.

“Shin,” You breathed. “You need to work on your kissing.”

He let out a slight huff. “I’ll try.”

“I’ll teach you.”

“Good. Thank you.”

You chuckled. “I can’t believe we waited this long to kiss. It was amazing.”

He nodded. “It was extraordinary.”

Pulling away a little more, you looked him in the eyes and he almost kissed you again. The love in your eyes was so inviting and sweet. He had only dreamed of you looking at him like that. And now it was his reality. He couldn’t believe it. It all felt like a dream still.

And he needed to shatter it before he fell too far.

“But I have to know. Are you okay with all of this? If we keep pursuing this relationship, it’ll destroy you. You’ve worked so hard to get where you are and I know you want to go further. I don’t want to get in the way of that. If I have to sacrifice my happiness to help you, I-”

You kissed him again.

It wasn’t as desperate and needed as the one before. It was softer and kinder. “Shin, I would do anything for you. I’ve had my taste of fame and fortune. If something as silly as the two of us dating ruins me, so be it. I won’t give you up for the world. I swear it.”

“God, I love you.” He breathed before tumbling into another kiss. For what felt like hours, the two of you made out, slow and sweet.

And of course, all sweet things must come to an end far too soon.

You jumped when you heard a knock at your door. Shinichiro went to see who it was. He sighed when he saw it was a couple of your friends. When you saw them, you smiled brightly.

“Let them in, please. I’ll explain everything to them.”

He nodded, his hand reaching for the doorknob.

“Wait.”

When he looked at you, he noticed you fidgeting with your clothes and hair. With desperate eyes, you asked, “How do I look?”

With a soft smile, Shinichiro pressed a small kiss to your forehead.

“You look perfect.”

[sunny-mercya]

Goth Moth

Shinichiro Sano x Male Reader

Fandom -> Tokyo Revengers

Requested by -> Anon

Masterlist

Your love for fashion—and your own style, a more philosophical approach to the much more darker beauty of life and death and all whats lay in the shadows beneath—had been stemmed from your older twin brother, by a hour as you had been a late baby—Wakasa.

It had already begun in the early teen years, when Wakasa—much to mothers disdain as she always nags in anger, that boys should be boys and if her own boys wants to be more feminine than she would have prayed for daughters to be born—had taken a interest in anything fashion related and you followed quick afterwards with the same quick starting passion.

In contrast to Wakasa, who likes to wear much more colourful clothes with mostly floral designs on it—his favourite being roses—you wore much darker themed clothes, more in the Gothic department.

Your gothic style—especially dark blue, almost pitch black, Blouses with ruffled cuffed and those few minimal touches of silver and white (and the occasional lone (f.flower), in homage to Wakasa as he had gifted you these when you were in the hospital) with tight skin hugging trousers—your trademarking outfit—is how you had met Shinichiro in the first place.

And it was your gothic style as well, which had earned you the silly nickname „Goth Moth“ —thanks to both, Shinichiro and Wakasa—within the gangs and groups, although your only active role in said gangs and groups were that of a secretary.

~~~

It's a Saturday night and the restaurant—Wakasa had the bright idea to take you and Shinichiro, his one and only future brother-in-law, out for some dinner—was filled close to the maximum capacity of being overfilled with costumers.

The hours passed and all well went—Shinichiro having the most talk with Wakasa as you, despite your minijob, didn't really care for gang affiliation related topics—till some guys, one or two tables away from you, decided to spurt some drunken nonsense.

Shinichiro wouldn't be bother by it, having learnt to ignore such and choosing battles wisely, if it weren't for the fact that these drunken men were spurting some sexual and sexism words towards you.

You weren't bother by such either—having come across such bigotry and ignorance during your school years, you're used by it as your appearance in contrast to Wakasa weren't by the norm of society (not that you cared about such misconceptions anyway)—but it does bother Shinichiro the more he listen, because they have no damn right to utter such judgemental bullshit.

»Shin, leave them be. They're just drunk.« Wakasa tried to defuse, seeing how his friend got angered within the passing minutes—jaw clenched already.

»Fuck it. Let's fuck them up all bloody.« Wakasa had changed his mind in a instant, when one of those bastard did not only catcalled you—which was, doesn't matter what gender even, never okay to do so—but also shouted words to you, which shouldn't be repeated.

You sighed, shaking your head in disbelief—boys, you think, dumbasses you muttered—smudging some of your eyeliner, eyes gotten a bit dry from the cold air conditioner air.

~~~

Sitting in the park, next to Shinichiro—head leaned against his shoulder—with take away food and watching the sunrise, had something romantically to it.

Shinichiro and Wakasa—claiming to defend your honour and you just looked at your two dumbasses in confusion, because it wasn't like as if you weren't able to defend your supposed "honour" (both of them watched Mulan a bit too intense and much) yourself—did make their threat come true and with good violence dragged the men outside and beat them up.

After, it had been spontaneously decided to take a stroll through the city and the park—which leads to the now and here.

You wouldn't trade with what you have with Shinichiro for anything in the world.

»What's that for?« Shinichiro asked, a bit taken by surprise, when you gave him a kiss on the cheek.

»For nothing and everything,« you said, smiling.

[nikki-152006]

Mitsuya: oh my God, us flirting is so cute.

(Y/n): yeah don't get too excited, I'm about to fuck your mood later.

well ykiyk

from chapter 33- debut of deviation

Ameliorate - [Tokyo Revengers X Reader]

[chochuuya]

mechanic.

characters that would suit this scenario are: shinichiro sano, ken ryuguji and seishu inui.. or any of your favs honestly <3

it was rather a chilly day that makes you want to fall asleep, after reading a book and drinking a nice hot cup of tea or coffee, while the rain gives a natural asmr background sound and engulfing the atmosphere cold.

oh, how you wish you could if it weren't for your "quick" errands. and your flat tire.

the repair store's bell jingle, signalling him that a customer came in before he peered behind his shoulders to see.. you.

you looked straight out of a fairytale even when your eyebrows are knitted together in distress and concentration.

his breath hitched as his eyes fill with adoration, yet he decided to mask his anxiety before approaching you, oh so confidently.

"couldn't do a simple tire fix yourself?" the taller man asks almost provokingly while you drag your distinguishable, vibrant coloured and cute scooter bike into his shop.

you sigh in defeat. he isn't even trying to help.

he rolls his eyes as if he were annoyed. he wasn't though, far from it actually. whether you come to him for something as small as a scratch on your bike, he'll repair it for you. besides, it was a chance to see you. how could he miss up on that?

"why..?" you asked.

walking over to your bike, he kneels down. he inspects the tire until an idea pops up inside his mind. he looks over at you with a mischievous smile, "i'll fix this for ya, and we go on a date."

"well, i'll only tell you if you agree to go out with me. so, what do you say?" he asked again, this time with a nervous smile and his pulse quickening; uncertain of what your answer might be.

"okay, sure."

his heart almost escaped his rib cage, he could jump and hug you right now but that's for later. hopefully.

please do not steal, copy, translate, repost to other sites or claim my writings as your own. plagiarism is real!

AAAA my first scenario? oneshot? hopefully you enjoyed reading this one >< likes, reblogs and comments are very appreciated! ૮₍｡´ᴖ ˔ ᴖ`｡₎ა♡

[paroslineage]

Mistake

Shinichiro Sano x Fem!Reader

TW : Blood, Reader Death, Canon Divergence.

This is my own original idea and the characters of TR do not belong to me but Ken Wakui. Do not steal :/

Genre : Fluff to Angst.

Masterlist.

Next > The Aftermath.

It was only a mistake....

09:42 P.M. was the time when it took place...

All it took was one regrettable action and a pair of Bolt Cutters...

It never meant to happen...

...

9:18 P.M.

"Shini~" You lovingly called out to your fiancé, elongating the last syllable.

"Yes darling?" Shinichiro replied chuckling oh so handsomely for someone who got rejected 20 times.

"When are you going to finish?" You whined wanting to just cuddle with your Shinichiro

"Just a minute more dear." Shinichiro replied lovingly and patiently.

You sigh purposefully to make him feel bad which actually does the job of getting Shinichiro to get the fixing wrapped up.

He sauntered over to you his usual boyish charming smile that made your knees weak. That was your first reason to fall for the older Sano in the first place afterall. After all the unsuccessful times of getting a girlfriend he finally found you...

His Diamond.

His one and only one.

Until the action took place unfortunately...

You both were now in the garage lobby room frolicking around.

"Hey Shini..?" You broke the silence first

"Hm..yes darling?" Shinichiro's deep voice replied to you.

"I can't wait to get married to you...can you believe that its in in one week?!" you exclaimed Excitedly.

Shinichiro chuckled at your excited tone and his deep obsidian eyes followed your every happy moment as you danced about adorably.

He strided towards you and gathered you into his arms holding you lovingly and firmly having no intentions to ever let go as he peered down at you with nothing but fondness and extreme devotion towards you ...his fiancée

"Me too darling...me too...I'm just waiting just so I can call you my wifey."

"You know? I'm still waiting for Mikey's,Emma's and Izana's reaction when I'm officially their Nee-San."

You sigh happily to which Shinichiro looks down at you with heart in his eyes and his heart swelling twice for the love you had for his dear siblings.

"And you know that you have the freedom to call me 'wifey' even now right?" You retorted in a playful sassy tone.

"Can't blame a man for having his goals right?" His eyes turned dark with desire as he held your bronze gaze locked in a heated manner.

You chuckle in amusement and slap his chest playfully making him give you a wide lopsided grin of his and leaned in to claim your soft and supple lips.

CLATTER!

Both of you freeze and maintain eye contact and suddenly fall quiet you clutching onto him scared and he reciprocates by holding you fiercely to his chest wanting to protect you.

"What was that?" You spoke quietly in a perturbed tone.

"I think some bastard broke in the garage ....stay here darling ...can't risk you getting hurt alright? I'll be back in no time I love you." Shinichiro kissed your temple tenderly before moving towards the garage with extreme caution.

"Be safe honey.."

"I will baby, dont worry."

Before an hour.

"Hey Kazutora. Where are we going?"

"Well, Mikey's birthday's coming up, right? we're gonna give him a present!"

"A present like what?"

"A CB250T, just come on."

Outside S.S MOTORS.

"This is the place."

"Here?"

"This bike shop."

"A CB250T..."

"Let's steal it ♡."

"What?! We can't just steal it!"

"We can't?"

"There's no way Mikey would be happy...if we got one that way."

"You dumbass. He doesn't need to know the details. The only way middle schoolers like us can get one is if someone older gives one to us, or we steal one."

"..."

Inside the Restaurant.

"What're you freaking out for? I sure the tank's not empty. Easy peasy."

"...You dumbass. That's not the problem here I'm telling you, stealing is bad."

"You wanna see Mikey happy, don't you?~ This is the bike he's always dreamed of."

"Yeah, but..."

"Come on don't back out now~"

"...Fine..."

Current Time 9:27.

"Kazutora..."

"You always complain..But here you are, right by my side again. Let's go."

"Seriously? It opened.."

"Whoa, no security alarms or anything? Sweet ♡. What're you doing, Baji?"

"Are we really gonna do this, Kazutora."

"Keep it down."

"There's no turning back, dude. Are we really gonna do this,Kazutora?"

"just shut up. is it this way?"

...

"Look, Baji. It's the CB250T!".

"It's so awesome."

"Wait this thing isn't new."

"Yeah, its here for maintainance..It's a total custom job. Look at those thick wheels. This bike... I'm sure Mikey would look super badass on it."

"All right, let me see it. Damn it...It's not breaking off easy."

"Hurry up."

"It's so hard!...I got it!"

"All right! Let's roll it out. Yes! It's got gas in the tank. it'll start.

"It's too soon for that. I'm gonna go outside and open the shutters."

"R-Right. Got it."

This might actually work, Kazutora.

"Yeah. I can just see Mikey's beaming face now."

"Yeah. You're gonna have the best birthday ever, Mikey!"

Currently.

"Hey!...the hell? we gettin' robbed? whose shop you think you're breakin' into, huh?"

"Shit! He's got a weapon! What do we do?!"

"you little bastards ...you're not gonna get away!"

"What do we do?! He totally saw my face! Even if we make it out of here, we'll be arrested! What should we do?!"

"Hey...you look familiar."

"Huh?!"

"Is that you, Keisuke?"

"Shi...Shinichiro-kun? Why...What are you doing here?"

"What? Well, this is my shop."

"It's your..."

Meanwhile with you.

You were worried sick thinking why hadn't Shinichiro returned yet?

So you decided that you will go to him instead.

You went to the garage and saw Shinichiro talking to little Keisuke.

Keisuke's breath hitched and started trembling as he saw you...

...

His older sister ...

Y/N Baji...

"Hmm...What ....Kei....is that you....?.."You spoke unsure, squinting your eyes in the dark to see better.

"Honey?"

"Nee-san?..."

What You and Shinichiro did not see was Kazutora sneaking up on Shinichiro with a pair of bolt cutters...

Keisuke noticed and his eyes widened as he tried to stop his best buddy Kazutora.

"Kazutora, don't!" Baji had his eyes widened to the point of just dots.

Crack!

Just as Shinichiro was about to get hit you stepped in between Shinichiro and took the hard brunt force to your head before falling down harshly.

Thud!

"Let's get the hell outta here, Baji!"

Baji left the bike which fell to the floor and ran towards the couple.

"Nee-San..Nee-San! What the hell did you do Kazutora?!"

"What was I supposed to do?! He saw us but she came in between!"

"Baby...my darling...hey ...wake up!" Shinichiro fell to his knees and scampered to your body cradling it.

"Nee-San?..." Kazutora smiled confused

"She...she...she's my older sister!" Baji replied with an anguished tone, his teary eyes not leaving your face.

Kazutora dropped the bolt cutters and started trembling as he took in your appearance, bleeding furiously from the forehead.

Meanwhile Shinichiro was in another distress.

"Hey...Y/N ...hey wifey ...get up please get up." He uttered loudly as he cradled your cold, limp body rocking you back and forth to ease his anxiety and shaking.

and Keisuke was...

"Nee-San I'm sorry...I'm sorry Nee-San please wake up." Keisuke sobbed violently as he fell to his knees and tried to crawl towards Shinichiro and you.

"Why..why is he crying?" Kazutora had a shaky grin as he pointed towards the broken man.

"Y/N Nee-San is.....is Shinichiro-kun's Fiancée!"

the following words make Kazutora's trembling worse.

"...Fiancée..."

"What are you standing there for?! Call the ambulance!!" Keisuke barked at Kazutora in distress.

Still Kazutora could not move as he was having a panic attack.

Shinichiro fell awfully quiet has he looked down at you. his obsidian eyes now dull and diminished ..your face peaceful ..had it not been the blood running down your temple he would have thought that you were sleeping peacefully without any care in the world.

Suddenly Shinichiro wailed in anguish clutching you closer to his chest and possibly heart...

hearing such a wail, both Baji and Kazutora froze in their places their eyes darting to the couple.

One had revenge on his mind.

One was In a state absolute anguish and distress mourning for his beloved.

and

One was sobbing incoherently apologizing without his cause.

...

oh right ....it was 9:42 P.M.

The sound of the ambulance and police sirens came came from a distance but neither of them both tried to move.

as one was shaking in his boots claiming that

it's all Mikey's fault...

and

the other one having his bronze hued eyes stuck to couple more precisely the black haired woman that laid perfectly still in Mikey's older brother's arms as he cried to no one, his voice raspy as he quietly begged for you to get up.

Keisuke thinking that how will he face his own mother now?

Ryoko Baji. The mother of two, her eldest daughter

Y/N Baji and youngest son Keisuke Baji.

Well now deceased daughter....

the police soon came into the vicinity with the paramedics trying to pry your body from the black haired man's grip as the he tried his best to keep you with himself helplessly.

Meanwhile the police arrested both the kids and had them escorted outwards.

Kazutora kept uttering only one thing ...

"It's all Mikey's fault.."

and Baji was somber, dead within beautiful bronze eyes dulled with now his beloved Nee-San gone.

as they were both getting escorted towards the police car Mikey came to the crime scene looking clueless and as he met Baji's eyes.

"Baji! What's wrong... What's happening?" Mikey who had just arrived to the crime scene completely clueless asked Baji innocently with a frantic tone.

Baji could only tearfully apologize with a heavy anguished voice

"Mikey ...I'm sorry."

Mikey darted his eyes behind Baji and saw paramedics carrying your bloodied corpse on a stretcher and his beloved aniki Shinichiro begging them not to take you away from him and he clutched onto your pale limp hand for dear life.

Mikey understood what had happened... What took place while he was at home...

But for Baji

...

Well what was he apologizing for?

...

For that one Mistake that never intended to happen.

Not to you at least...

[notiddygothgf]

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Home for Dinner- Shinichiro x gn!Reader

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Recovery date: January 7th, 2024

Description: Shin said he'd be home for dinner.

Notes: This was originally going to be an unlisted fic, but it was written with Shin in mind and I couldn't think of anyone else it would apply too. But it's vague enough you could think of anyone.

Word count: 237

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“I’ll be home for dinner.”

It’s whispered into the chill early morning air. A puff of breath against your temple, followed by the gentle brush of rough lips. Like a dream, it’s there and then it’s not.

“I love you.”

All you can manage is a soft mumble and a nod, half buried in the pillow, before you lull back to sleep.

Now, as you sit at the dinner table in front of two cold plates, you wonder if you’d even tried to proclaim your love. Had that mumble been an attempt, or had it simply been an acknowledgement? When you texted him today, did you sign any of your texts with “I love you”? Even a simple “stay safe”?

You had. When he sent you a text saying “I’ll be late”, you’d replied “Alright, I’ll start dinner a bit late then. Stay safe.” Stay safe, not I love you.

You stare at the notifications on your phone, texts and missed calls from one friend. All one friend, the same friend, his friend. There’s no point in picking up, you know what’s happened– you knew as soon as you set the table.

Still, when the phone lights up once more with an incoming call, you swipe to accept.

“Hello?” You can barely recognize your voice, it sounds distant and hollow as you set the phone to speaker and stare straight at the empty place.

“I’m so sorry.”

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Greetings, welcome to the Tokyo Revengers material list. Listed below are the stories I've writen and if you have any desires you'll like to summon, you more than welcome to curse my inbox or messages with them! As more is requested, or comes to mind, more characters will be added.

☆ - NSFW

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊MANJIRO SANO₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊SHINICHIRO SANO₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊KEN RYUGUJI₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 GIDDY UP, BABY!// KEN RYUGUJI X F! READER ☆

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊KAZUTORA HANEMIYA₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊KEISUKE BAJI₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊TAKEMICHI HANAGAKI₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊CHIFUYU MATSUNO₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊MITSUYA TAKASHI₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊NOHOYA KAWATA (SMILEY)₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊SOUYA KAWATA (ANGRY)₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊TAIJU SHIBA₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊SEISHU INUI₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊IZANA KUROKAWA₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊HARUCHIYO SANZU₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊KAKUCHO₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊RAN HAITANI₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 VROOM VROOM// RAN HAITANI X F! READER ☆

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊RINDO HAITANI₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊WAKASA IMAUSHI₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊SHUJI HANMA₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊HAJIMA KOKONOI₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊TAKEOMI AKASHI₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊SOUTH TERANO₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

𓋼𓍊 · ﾟ₊NAOTO TACHIBANA₊ ﾟ · 𓍊𓋼

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

HEADCANNONS (MULTIPLE CHARACTERS)

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

INTERVIEW (GOT A QUESTION FOR A CHARACTER? WANT THEM TO TELL YOU HOW THEY'LL REACT ABOUT SOMETHING? ASK!)

𓂃𓍊𓋼𓂂𓏸 MANIFESTING...

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Es dauert nicht mehr lange und Weihnachten steht vor der Tür ❅

Was macht ihr an den besinnlichen Tagen? Wie vertreibt ihr euch die Zeit?

Und bis dahin kommt noch jeden Tag um 18 Uhr mindestens ein OneShot von mir auf Wattpad (und ao3 mit etwas Verzögerung)

Schaut ruhig vorbei, lasst mich wissen wie ihr sie findet. Viel liebe, Spaß und Kraft !

Was gibt es bisher?

01.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗧𝗼𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗶 𝗦𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗼 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰. 𝖬𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖺

02.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝘇𝘂 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘆𝗼 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰 𝖳𝗈𝗄𝗒𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌

03.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗦𝗵𝗶𝗯𝗮 𝗧𝗮𝗶𝗷𝘂 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰 𝖳𝗈𝗄𝗒𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌

03.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗢𝗶𝗸𝗮𝘄𝗮 𝗧𝗼𝗿𝘂 𝘅 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲!𝗢𝗰. 𝖧𝖺𝗂𝗄𝗒𝗎𝗎!!

04.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗦𝗮𝗻𝗼 𝗦𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗼 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰. 𝖳𝗈𝗄𝗒𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌

05.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗭𝗼𝗹𝗱𝘆𝗰𝗸 𝗞𝗶𝗹𝗹𝘂𝗮 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰. 𝖧𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗑 𝖧𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋

05.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗞𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗿𝗶 𝗗𝗲𝗻𝗸𝗶 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗍. 𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝖺. 𝖬𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖺

06.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗠𝗶𝘁𝘀𝘂𝘆𝗮 𝗧𝗮𝗸𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗶 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰 𝖳𝗈𝗄𝗒𝗈 𝖱𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌

07.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗡𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗶 𝗞𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰 𝖩𝗎𝗃𝗎𝗍𝗌𝗎 𝗄𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗇

08.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗛𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗼 𝗞𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗰𝗵𝗼 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰. 𝖳𝗈𝗄𝗒𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌

09.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗛𝗮𝗻𝗺𝗮 𝗦𝗵𝘂𝗷𝗶 𝘅 𝗢𝗰 𝖳𝗈𝗄𝗒𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌

10.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗶 𝗪𝗮𝗸𝗮𝘀𝗮 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰. 𝖳𝗈𝗄𝗒𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌

10.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗦𝗲𝗻𝗷𝘂 𝗧𝗼𝗯𝗶𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗮 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰. 𝖭𝖺𝗋𝗎𝗍𝗈

11.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗞𝘂𝗴𝗶𝘀𝗮𝗸𝗶 𝗡𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰. 𝖩𝗎𝗃𝗎𝗍𝗌𝗎 𝗄𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗇

12.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗛𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗶 𝗥𝗮𝗻 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰. 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗍. 𝖡𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖳𝗈𝗄𝗒𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌

13.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗚𝗲𝘁𝗼 𝗦𝘂𝗴𝘂𝗿𝘂 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰 𝖩𝗎𝗃𝗎𝗍𝗌𝗎 𝗄𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗇

14.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗛𝗮𝗻𝗺𝗮 𝗦𝗵𝘂𝗷𝗶 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰 𝖳𝗈𝗄𝗒𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌

15.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗛𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗶 𝗥𝗮𝗻 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰. 𝖳𝗈𝗄𝗒𝗈 𝖱𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌

16.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗙𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗴𝘂𝗿𝗼 𝗠𝗲𝗴𝘂𝗺𝗶 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰 𝖩𝗎𝗃𝗎𝗍𝗌𝗎 𝗄𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗇

17.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗜𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘇𝘂𝗺𝗶 𝗛𝗮𝗷𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰 𝖧𝖺𝗂𝗄𝗒𝗎𝗎!!

17.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗞𝗶𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗺𝗮 𝗘𝗶𝗷𝗶𝗿𝗼 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰 𝖬𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖺

18.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗛𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗶 𝗥𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗼 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰. 𝖳𝗈𝗄𝗒𝗈 𝖱𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌

19.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘀𝘂𝗻𝗼 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗳𝘂𝘆𝘂 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰 𝖳𝗈𝗄𝗒𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌

20.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗦𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗸𝗶 𝗧𝗼𝗺𝘂𝗿𝗮 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰 𝖥𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 ⋆ 𝖫𝖾𝖺𝗀𝗎𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗏𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝖬𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖺

21.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗶 𝗪𝗮𝗸𝗮𝘀𝗮 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰 𝖳𝗈𝗄𝗒𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌

22.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗦𝗮𝗻��� 𝗠𝗮𝗻𝗷𝗶𝗿𝗼 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰. 𝖳𝗈𝗄𝗒𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌

23.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗞𝘂𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗮𝘄𝗮 𝗜𝘇𝗮𝗻𝗮 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰 𝖳𝗈𝗄𝗒𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌

24.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗛𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗶 𝗥𝗮𝗻 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰 𝖳𝗈𝗄𝗒𝗈 𝖱𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌

24.12. ⸺❅꙳⋆ 𝗚𝗼𝗷𝗼 𝗦𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘂 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗢𝗰 𝘅 𝗚𝗲𝘁𝗼 𝗦𝘂𝗴𝘂𝗿𝘂. 𝖩𝗎𝗃𝗎𝗍𝗌𝗎 𝗄𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗇 ❝ 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙖𝙙 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡𝙨 ❞

[haihaihaitani]

Do I Look Okay? ~ *Shinichiro Sano*

Summary: Your bodyguard is in love; in love with you that is. But he knows it can never be. But that doesn’t mean he can’t still hope and wish that you will look at him with love. And perhaps, maybe you do...

Pairing: Shinichiro Sano X Fem!Reader

Genre: Angstyish Oneshot

Word Count: 2302

Warning: one innuendo right in the beginning, unrequited-requited love, hurt no comfort but it’s the good kind (the kind with hope)

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Taglist: @soulangel​

A/N: He’s just so in love with you.

Part Two can be found here: You Look Perfect

“Did you make sure to lube the shaft?”

Shinichiro practically choked on the air as his client innocently asked a question to the chauffeur. Movie stars, honestly. However, he was a bit surprised when the man driving simply chuckled and nodded.

“Yes, Miss Y/n. The car will run nicely now. Your private mechanic did well.” He assured her.

She nodded, sending Shinichiro a wink. “Good. I was worried about this old car. I want to make a grand entrance at the red carpet tonight. Nothing says a grand entrance like a Rolls Royce Phantom limo.”

“You’re absolutely right, Miss Y/n.” The chauffeur chuckled again before she finally sat back in her seat, dusting off her lap.

Shinichiro sighed. He didn’t like being addressed as her personal mechanic. Yes, he absolutely loved working on her old cars, but his real position was bodyguard. Calling him a personal mechanic almost sounded dirty to him.

She gave him a cheeky smile as he sat back and the car started on its way back to her mansion. “Was that really necessary?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about.”

Giggling to herself, her smile grew. “It’s cute seeing you all hot and bothered. Really, you’re positively adorable when you’re flustered.”

“Thanks.” He muttered, averting his eyes as he frowned.

His breath hitched as she leaned against him, flashing her big puppy dog eyes. “Are you mad at me? You seem mad at me. It was just a little joke, you know. I was only teasing.”

“Teasing or not, you shouldn’t be making those kinds of jokes, especially in front of others.” He informed her, staring straight ahead so he wouldn’t fall victim to her glassy doe eyes.

“Why not?”

“Because…” He didn’t really know what to say. She shouldn’t because it makes him uncomfortable because he was harboring an unrequited crush towards the budding actress? A crush that if anyone found out, would get him fired, or worse, ruined as an impeccable bodyguard. He shook his head. “Because you’ll destroy your reputation.”

“Hmmm.” She sat back and it felt like the air had returned to his lungs. As she examined her elegantly polished nails, she continued, “What else do I need to do before the premiere tonight?”

Despite being her bodyguard and personal mechanic, he also was her secretary. She didn’t like having a lot of people following her around and catering to her every whim. So it was just him, awkward and loner Shinichiro Sano. Checking her personal schedule that he had inputted in his phone, he announced, “You have a hair appointment next and then you have to hurry and get dressed and get  your makeup done before the premiere.”

“Wait, wait, wait.” She stopped him, waving her hands around wildly. “What about food? I’m so hungry I’m going to die!”

He sighed. “You’ll be eating before you get dressed.”

“Then let’s order take-out!” She squealed with delight. “I’m dying for some good Chinese food! I know a great little place not too far from here that’s so delicious and cheap and ugh! My mouth is watering just thinking about it! Please, can we get some?”

Despite himself, Shinichiro shrugged, “I suppose it wouldn’t hurt…”

“Just make sure I don’t eat too much. I don’t want to feel bloated before the premiere.” She admitted. “That’s the worst, when you eat too much and then you just can’t move because you’re so full.”

“Yeah, I get that.”

“So are you going to eat with me or are you just going to stand there and watch me eat like you always do?” She asked, her bottom lip jutting out. “I want you to eat with me this time around. I want you to fall in love with the food just like I did.”

Again, Shinichiro froze. He didn’t mean for his first thought to be she was asking him out, but his mind strayed that way. Secretly, deep down in his heart, he really, really, really wanted it to be a date. He wanted to eat with her and talk about anything and everything, as long as it wasn’t about work. He wanted to attempt to be a cute boyfriend and try to feed her. But he knew it would never, ever, EVER happen and he needed to accept that. She was a star, he was a black cloud.

“Sure, I suppose I could…” He trailed off, mentally cursing himself. He should have said no. It was the proper response a normal bodyguard would say: no, thank you, I really shouldn’t. But he couldn’t say that to her. Not when she looked at him like that, with her pleading eyes and tender voice.

She squealed again, even going as far as clapping her hands with delight. “Thank you, thank you, thank you! I’ll send in the online order.”

“And then I’ll pick it up.”

Swiftly she pulled out her phone and started tapping away. She asked him a couple of questions as she completed the order, satisfied with the kind of food she got the two of them. After the order was placed, she chattered on and on about random nonsense that he wasn’t really paying attention to. Really he was paying attention to the sound of her voice, and how it sounded like a melody. The way she emphasized words and spoke as if she were singing scales. He was truly enraptured by her.

Upon arriving at her estate, she was whisked to her room to get her hair done. While that was going on, Shinichiro picked up the food and set everything up at her dining room table. As he was doing this, he was trying his hardest not to freak out on the outside and keep all of his anxiety and excitement on the inside. This could be a date if you squinted. He could be on a date with the hottest movie star this year.

But he wasn’t.

He started mumbling under his breath, “No, this isn’t a date. I mean if this was a date, she would have explicitly said so. You know her. You know she has no filter. You know she would tell you exactly if this was a date when she asked you to stay. But she didn’t. So you know it’s not. So you shouldn’t be jumping to conclusions and hoping it is a date. I mean, if you were hoping this was a date, it’s not, because that would be absolutely ridiculous-”

“Everything okay?” She called out from the entryway, almost making him drop his food.

He nodded, albeit a bit too quickly. “Yeah, everything is just fine.”

When he turned to look at her, he almost dropped his food again. Her hair was done up so elegantly with a few silver clips to accent the style. Shinichiro knew she was pretty without her hair and makeup done, but even if it was just her hair, she still managed to take his breath away. She looked positively exquisite.

“It’s not too much, right?” There was a sliver of fear in her voice and if he didn’t know her that well, he wouldn’t have heard it. But Shinichiro knew her very well and he knew that she always felt very self conscious when it came to getting all dressed up for events like premieres and charity galas.

Nodding again, he assured her, “You are beautiful. Really, you’re stunning.”

She smiled, a small look of relief washing over her for a split second. “Good. Now pass me the food, I’m starving over here! I’m practically about to pass out from hunger!”

With a chuckle, he handed her her food. She eagerly sat down and dug into her meal, humming in delight at the taste. Shinichiro simply observed, picking through his own food as he did so. It’s not that he didn’t like the food, it was amazing just like she said it would be, it’s just he didn’t feel hungry. A small voice in the back of his head was screaming at him repeatedly that this was a date and he should make an effort to talk to her. But another voice shot back that it clearly wasn’t a date and he was on duty, therefore he needed to remain vigilant.

“Do you ever relax, Shin?” She asked him out of the blue.

He blinked in surprise, both at her question and the nickname. “Pardon?”

She shrugged, still not making eye contact as she picked through her food. “I don’t know, you always seem so uptight and stern around me. It’s almost as if you don’t like me. Do you like me, Shin?”

This was a trick question. He knew it as soon as she said it. There was no other reason as to why his crush would ask such an obvious question of him. Nevertheless, he nodded. “Yes, I like you.”

His heart beat erratically as she beamed. “Good, I like you too. So what’d you think of the food?”

How could he answer her? Why was she being so casual about this? Did she confess to having a crush on him too? Or what? What happened? What was he missing?

Shinichiro nodded, looking down at his half eaten food. “It’s good. Really, it’s just as good as you described it.”

“See? I told you so. I could live off of this food for the rest of my life and never get tired of it. Seriously the best thing I’ve ever tasted.” She sighed in utter contentment.

There was a knock at the entryway and both of them saw the stylist who was there to help her with her makeup. “Excuse me, Miss Y/n, but-”

“Yes, of course.” She nodded, setting her container down. Making her way over, she paused to speak to him. “It’ll only be a moment and then we can go.”

And with that she was gone.

Shinichiro could still smell traces of her perfume in the air. Though he was embarrassed to admit, he imagined it was what heaven smelled like. Shaking his head to clear the lovelorn poet from his head, he set to work putting the leftovers away and clearing the garbage. He knew she did have a maid to do these things, but he needed something to do to keep his mind occupied. He seriously needed to stop thinking this way about the starlit. This wasn’t Romeo and Juliet, where they were star-crossed lovers, never to be together ever. This was an unrequited crush that would put the job he cared for on the line. He needed to wake up and stop these foolish, lovesick teenage boy thoughts from manifesting into some creepy obsession.

After the cleaning was done, he found himself pacing in front of the door. He knew it wouldn’t take long, but he had nothing to occupy his thoughts or his time. The only thing he could do was pace. And he knew that would frustrate her when she would see him, but it didn’t matter at this point in time.

“Keep walking around in circles like that and you’ll make yourself sick from dizziness.”

Just like when she came to the dining room for dinner, his breath left him upon seeing her in the floor length evening gown, with a slit in the side that went all the way up to her mid thigh. The one strap was bedazzled to match the belt and was the same silver as her heels and hair clips. She looked like a goddess of beauty incarnate and all he wanted was to stare at her with hearts in his eyes all night.

But he scoffed at her words. “I think I’ll be fine. Are you ready to go?”

When she nodded, he turned to open the front door for her. However she quickly grabbed his hand, making him gasp lightly, “Wait. Do I look okay?”

Turning to her, he smiled a genuine smile of true affection. “You look breath-taking, as always.”

She smiled with gratitude. “Thank you. Really, thank you.”

Normally she wouldn’t say thank you twice, but before he could dwell on her words, she was already out the door and heading to the limo. After a quick shake of his head, he followed her and sat next to her in the car. The chauffeur drove them to the premiere, and for once the ride there was eerily quiet. He wanted to say something, just to break the tension, but he felt it better not to interfere. Every time he looked over at her, she was staring out the window, her head in the clouds. He didn’t want to break whatever concentration she had.

Before he knew it, bright lights were flashing and people were screaming her name. Even though Shinichiro was just her bodyguard and the screams weren’t for him, he was still caught off guard by them. He should be used to it by now, but he just wasn’t. He couldn’t imagine her being used to it either.

She took a deep breath, smoothing out the invisible creases in her dress. He could tell she was nervous, but he had no words of comfort to give to her. He wished he could say something, anything, but it seemed words escaped him every time they really mattered. And when she gave him a blindingly bright smile, his brain went fuzzy with static.

“You’re sure I look okay, right?”

He nodded, mustering up the courage to take her hand gently and give it a comforting squeeze. “You look absolutely perfect, I promise.”

She nodded slowly before taking another deep breath and stepping out of the car, into the bright lights, towards her future and away from Shinichiro.

And with a soft sigh, he got out and followed, always a few steps behind.

[eetherealgoddess]

hellooo, welcome backkk!!! I FUCKING MISSED YOU LIKE SOOO MUCHHHHH. Girl, I thought you left tumblr because honestly the majority of the best writers I also know left:( You're my fav writer so I was really sad AND GIRL WHEN I SAW!! WHEN I SAW THAT YOU WERE ACTIVE 3 HOURS AGO??? MAN I CREAMED. I CAME. I ORGASMED-

I also have a request!! Do you write incest? It includes it, but ofc if you're uncomfortable with it you can ignore mee~ it can be stepcest or ykkk anything you're comfortable with!! the story goes with mikey's cute little sister that's rebellious (both him and the reader ain't in good terms ever since the whole bonten happened)emo mikey finally snapped and decided to punish her when she did something VEEERRYYY unforgivable. He and his men (bonten) brutally like bruuutallly punished her. it can be smut or anything you want. whatever it is I'LL EAT IT UP MHMMMM SCRUM DILLY YUM YUM MY PUR PUR POOKIE WOOKIEEEEEEE

I appreciate the love and support!! ts had me dying LMAO

i do not write biologically related incest nor half siblings but i’m fine with writing stepcest (depending on the plot) and like a foster or adoption situation (all 18+)

i kinda sort of followed the timeline so there might be scenes that are not accurate to the manga/anime, tho i did it that way to fit it in better with the plot so the scenes aren’t as long <3

ALSOOOO!!! i could’ve made this waayyy more brutal but when i was imagining different scenarios i literally made myself sick 💀💀💀

ꨄRebelꨄ

Oneshot - Yandere Bonten Au

❦Was it worth it?❦

Sano Manjiro, Hanemiya Kazutora, Sanzu Haruchiyo, & Haitani Brothers x Reader

(Mostly Mikey, Kazu, and Sanzu x Reader but read to catch the vibes :)

❣︎All of Bonten are included in this story except Mochi❣︎

Not fully proofread

MY TR FANDOM WORKS ARE ONLY ON TUMBLR & AO3 UNDER EETHEREALGODDESS! REPORT IF YOU SEE IT POSTED UNDER ANYONE ELSE BUT ME!!!

I apologize if I get any Japanese etiquette or culture wrong, I literally have to research the culture for some of my fandom stories so if anything is wrong, please excuse my ignorance.

Notice:

✩Y/n is 18+. I picture her as a black female but you can see her however.

✩Some parts of the story may not be realistic or factual. After all, this is a work of fiction.

✩Although it's a dark 'romance,' I do not condone any of the behavior displayed.

✩Dark content such as: gore, violence, triggering topics, graphic scenes, vulgar language, explicit sexual content, etc.

✩There may be scenes that involve non con and/ or dubcon so don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable

✩That being said, this story is for 18+ only.

Enjoy!

Rebel

You were never one to follow rules blindly. You always questioned what you were told no matter who fed the information. How could you not when you spend most of your childhood shipped from family to family like a worn out package that's been sent to the wrong destination repeatedly? It wasn’t until you aged eight years that you were finally adopted by a man who asked you to call him ‘Grandpa Sano.’

You were unprepared for the generosity you received from the Sanos, having been in situations where your foster family wanted nothing to do with you. Your negative experiences caused you to form a barrier, an outer shell that shields you from the vulnerability your brain wanted to protect you from. You were cautious, unknown as to why you were chosen. When you first arrived, you were greeted by the oldest sibling, Shinichiro. He was kind, sort of silly as he displayed his quirkiness whenever you would spend quality time together after you had grown to see him as a proper big brother.

Emma beamed when she saw you, excited that another girl would finally be around to become her companion in a house full of boys. When you were comfortable, you gained a sense of sisterhood you never thought you’d have the privilege to experience. The last Sano you had met was none other than Sano Manjiro, otherwise known as Mikey. The first contact was interesting as you both gave blank expressions to one another. After growing alongside the boy, you could tell the kid had a sense of cockiness, though rightfully so as you learn about his incredible strength.

Watching Mikey and Baji fight when they would practice their skills made you want to become as strong as them. You would observe their moves every chance you got, failing in your attempts until you would eventually succeed, resulting in you declaring a battle against Mikey. The boy gazed at your stern appearance before releasing a light hearted laugh. You didn’t dislike him, in fact you both grew closer as time went on. If anything, you were inspired by him, even if you came off as a bratty little sister who wanted to follow him around with all his friends.

Even at a young age you could tell that he would grow to be a good person. You felt safe in his presence, knowing that he counted you as family. Knowing that he grew to love you as well as you to the Sano family. You knew that Mikey would never hurt anyone, his soul radiating a warmth you have never seen before. That is, until the day came where all you heard was Baji’s begging for Mikey to stop as you watch in horror, the blood seeping from the corners of another one of his childhood friends, Haruchiyo’s mouth.

Your hands trembled as you eye the onyx orbs that bore into the boy on his knees, a cold expression laced with nothing but a shadow of darkness. Your own eyebrows were furrowed as tears streamed down your face while you switched gazes between the two boys.

“M-Mikey…” You whispered, listening to Senju as she cried in the background. He either didn’t hear you or ignored you. Whichever was the case didn’t matter as you heard him finally speak.

“Smile, Haruchiyo.”

His voice was deep, almost as if it wasn’t his own. You covered your own mouth as Haru began laughing hysterically as his tears mixed with the blood. You knew at that moment that something had switched. You didn’t know what exactly the change was, but you knew that absolutely nothing would feel the same.

Time passed as you all hit your pre - teen years and Mikey had formed his own gang, Toman. It was early in the making though you thought it was the coolest thing. You had let go of the negative image your mind had formed when the incident with Haruchiyo happened after Mikey had given a heartfelt apology to everyone, including the boy in the hospital bed. When you visited Haruchiyo, the young boy had confirmed his forgiveness and encouraged you to give Mikey some leeway. He was once again your inspiration as you reasoned with yourself that he just had a ‘moment.’

Everything was going normally for a while, Shinichiro teaching you how to ride a motorbike as well as Mikey allowing you to hang out with him and his friends occasionally. Kazutora and Baji pulled you along to search for a gift considering Mikey’s birthday is coming up. Having had a small crush on Kazutora for a while, you followed them, sitting behind the tiger tattooed boy with your arms wrapped around his waist.

It wasn’t until the mischievous delinquent explained his plan, in which you and Baji reacted with hesitation. He waved off your worries and claimed that the best way to obtain Mikey’s gift would be to steal from the store that holds his most ideal bike. When you arrived, you couldn’t shake the familiarity. It’s as if you have seen this place before but you don’t remember stepping foot into a bike shop ever in your life. As you stand to the side while Baji tries to move the bike, a presence causes you both to look up.

“Who’s shop do you think you’re breaking into…?”

“Y/n?” Your eyes widen at Shinichiro as the realization hits you.

Although you’ve lived with the Sanos for a few years now, you’ve never once stepped foot into Shinichiro’s bike shop. You’ve only come across pictures which is why there is familiarity. It completely slipped your mind that Shinichiro owns a place that just so happened to be this one.

“Shini… I…” He turned his head to meet his orbs with Baji’s.

“You look familiar, are you Keisuke?” Baji stutters as he attempts to respond. Just as he said his name, you both gasp as you watch Kazutora come from behind with a large tool, raising his arms before slamming them down. A resounding crack echoed througout the room as the weapon made contact with Shinichiro’s head.

Your breath hitched as you watched his body fall to the ground, landing with a thud. The same trembling you felt from your hands when you watched Mikey tear Haruchiyo’s face appeared as you stared down at Shinichiro’s lifeless body, the blood seeping under his head as it stained the floor. Baji drops to his knees as he hovers above the corpse, explaining to Kazutora who the victim was. The golden eyed boy could only respond by hyperventilating.

“What do we do? What do we do?” Baji croaks out, hand meeting his forehead as Kazutora’s fingers reach his own mouth, biting them as he stares in place with wide eyes.

“I didn’t do it… I didn’t kill him.” His voice trembled. You watch in fear as you eye the hysterical boys, falling to your own knees before sitting on the floor, arms wrapped around your knees as you whimper before the tears stream freely. Your bottom lip quivers as you gaze at your oldest brother’s form. You couldn’t help but take part of the blame considering you are a witness that could’ve done something to stop this madness before it occurred.

You listen to Kazutora’s ramblings as Baji attempts to call an ambulance. It was horrific to see them so distressed, a feeling of impending doom coming on as you realize there’s no coming back from this. Your mind ran through different scenarios on what would happen once the Sano family found out about everything.

“Let’s get outta here!” Baji says to you both though you couldn’t move, watching as Kazutora seems to lose his mind by the second.

“It’s all… Mikey’s fault.” Your eyes widen as you gaze at him with concern. “I need to kill Mikey.” He claimed with a distorted smile, tears threatening to fall. You could only stare in disbelief as the cops were heard outside the building.

When you all walked out, everyone except you binded, a head of blonde hair appeared in front of you with a surprised expression.

You watched as Mikey questioned Baji, in which he cried out an apology as Kazutora chants “Kill… kill…”

You were there for it all. You were there when Kazutora spent two years in juvenile, only to come back with a vengeance. You were there when Kisaki became involved as well as this random Takemichi kid who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. You were there for Valhalla's battle, witnessing Baji’s death as you held his head on your lap before Kazutora was arrested once more. You were there for the Christmas battle. You were there for the Tenjiku battle and you were there when Mikey disbanded Toman before he disappeared, followed by a few other people you had met.

There was even a time in your early adulthood when you went to visit Kazutora in jail only to find out he had been released a few years earlier than the ten years he was sentenced, seeming to have disappeared along with Sanzu and Mikey. For a while you blame yourself for not keeping in touch when everyone was initially ghosted by your brother. You wanted to give him the space you knew he needed considering he hadn’t been the same since you had first met.

Finally exhausted with your passive ways you decided to seek him out, figuring that you might be able to track the other members that disappeared as well. Although you kept in touch with Emma, Draken, Mitsuya, Chifuyu, and etc., you couldn’t ignore the yearning you felt to find your brother and friends. You missed them dearly. Unfortunately, nobody seemed to have known anything until you repeatedly bothered the dragon tattooed man to tell you the truth about Mikey’s whereabouts.

“Now that I’ve told you, forget about Mikey. Forget about the rest of em. It’s too dangerous, Y/n.”

Knowing that Draken is right, you listen. For a while you stopped your search and continued to live your life, working a 9 to 5 and coming home to your decent sized apartment. It wasn’t until you received a letter signed by the person you had been searching for. Once you reach the day that he wrote in the letter, you rush to meet him at the destination, speeding down the streets on your motorcycle.

Reaching the place, you eye the closed nightclub in awe. You wondered why he decided to meet you at this particular setting. You felt a rush of anxiety as you near the door, opening it before walking into the empty space. You walk through the dark room using the flash on your phone as you walk to the staircase, following Mikey’s instructions.

When you reach upstairs, you walk into the door he ordered. Your footsteps echo through the dark room, the sun outside illuminating through the open windows as a breeze flies across the room. Your eyes meet a head of platinum hair, indicating the back of someone’s head. The male who wears a black long sleeve shirt and pants sits with his back bent forward, arms on his lap as his head hangs low. The symbol on his neck stood out to you, reminding you of Izana’s earrings. Your eyes widen when realization finally clicks.

“Mikey?” You say, gaining momentum as you rush over to your brother. Before you could make it, a grip on your arm causes you to halt, as well as a firm pressure against the back of your head. You stare ahead as your breath hitches.

“Move at my pace.” The voice behind you demands. Having no other choice but to listen or risk an early death, you ignore your accelerated heart beat and follow alongside the body that shifted slightly to the side of you. Your eyes switch from the short man ahead to the person beside you, immediately catching the scar on the corner of the person’s mouth.

Sharp blue eyes suddenly meet yours during the observation, pink bangs swaying as his head faces you. His lips curve into a toothy smirk, eyebrows furrowing as he gives you a mischievous expression.

“T’s been a while, Y/n.” You turn away from him as you both walk closer to Mikey.

“I guess long enough to where you feel the need to have a gun against my head. As if we never knew each other.” You respond, irritation adding to your fear as you’re led to the chair in front of Mikey.

He only ignored you as his grin grew wider, guiding you to sit facing away from your brother. When your bottom meets the seat, Sanzu stood next to you with the barrel of the gun placed to your temple.

“Leave us, Sanzu.”

“Got it.” He responds before dropping his arm and walking towards the exit. “I’ll be downstairs.”

After giving you one more side glance, the pink haired man closed the door behind him as he walked out of the room.

“I heard you wanted to find me.” He says softly. Your fingers fidget in your lap as your knees are pressed together, feet spread apart. You chew on your bottom lip as you sit with a tense body, realizing the gravity of your situation and how dangerous it was to meet him with no sort of back up.

“This isn’t you. This isn’t how it was supposed to be…” You begin, shaking your head as you continue, “…I get it, Mikey. Everything that happened hurt like hell. Just because you went through something doesn’t mean you become the leader to a fucking criminal organization and kill lots of innocent people.”

When he didn’t respond, all you heard was your own breathing as you fought the tears that threatened to escape.

“You act like you’re the only one that went through anything. As if I wasn’t there experiencing as much pain as you! I didn’t run off and disappear and cause more harm to the streets, because there just wasn’t enough blood splattered!”

You had the understanding that you could be digging your own grave. The sorrow and anger hitting you all at once had your words slipping out fast. You missed him, who he was before. How could he have abandoned you like that?

“Y-you could’ve come to me. We could’ve been there and experienced it all together, Mikey. I-I know you’re just in pain, but I’m here. I’ve always been there.” You say the last sentence softly as your vision blurred from the moisture.

You listened as you heard rustling behind you, followed by footsteps leading towards your sitting figure. Your sobs went silent as a figure shadowed over you. The cold impact of the gun against your head causes goosebumps to run across your arms, a chill running up your back as you make eye contact with the man holding a weapon against your forehead.

Anyone could lose themselves in the void of his orbs. They bore into you coldly as he gazed down at you with a blank yet intense expression. Your bottom lip quivered as your eyebrows furrow angrily. His arm follows as you stand from your seat slowly.

“Is this all you know how to do now?” You almost growl, exhausted by the behavior your brother displays when you know he clearly has a hard time communicating his emotions. “Shoot whoever questions you. Murder instead of speaking on how you feel. When are you gonna grow up, Mikey?”

“Shut up.” He hissed. “You know nothing.” You only stare back in response, glaring at him as the gun cocks.

“Leave.” He states before lowering his arm. You watch the male as he makes his way to the exit. Before he walks out of the opened door, he turns his head to the side slightly, gaze still ahead.

“If we ever see each other again… I’ll kill you.” You chew the skin on the inside of your cheek as a nervous habit when he walks out, leaving you to allow the words to sink in.

In that moment, you determined that you would find a way to bring back the real Mikey. You couldn’t accept this. You would never accept this reality. You would do whatever it takes, even if that means going against your better judgment and acting on emotion, something you had a habit of doing. You don’t care what Mikey says nor have you ever listened when he told you not to do something. You don’t care that you’re risking your life by getting involved. You snatch the phone from your pocket before dialing a number.

“Naoto, I need your help.”

You didn’t know what to expect but it surely wasn’t almost succeeding in the take down of Bonten. Unfortunately, both you and Naoto missed a key detail to your plans which resulted in Bonten being free of the attention from the police. It didn’t help that some of the government officials involved were traitors to the force, having helped the criminal organization in secret.

Thick smoke polluted the building as a radiating heat caused you to sweat. You cough as your arm covers your mouth and nose, eyes squint as you see through the burning room. The alarms screeched as a warning to anyone near that a fire had been started. You heard the impact of whatever caused the flames, knowing a bomb had been planted somewhere inside which caused an explosion. You’re surprised that you’re still alive, along with some of the others who crawl and struggle towards the nearest exit, maneuvering through the limp bodies lying on the ground.

You search for your partner as you walk past broken furniture and office equipment, passing the body parts separated from the corpses who suffered the worst from the eruption. Unfortunately, you were hurt considering your limp, and the ringing in your ears definitely didn’t help. Your hearing has been out since you woke up. You search the police department, watching out for anyone familiar as you yell out, “Naoto!”

You continue through the damage, dodging any object that falls as you walk around the flames. An abrupt pressure on your back caused you to fall to the ground with a grunt, your hearing coming back just as you made impact with the floor. The platform of the bottom of someone’s shoe pushes you back to the ground when you try to pick yourself up.

The man behind you grabs a carton from out of his pocket, lifting the top before pulling a cigarette out. He set the box back in his suit’s jacket pocket before using a nearby flame to light it as he stretched his arm out. He brought the butt of the stick to his lips and sucked in as the remaining flame went out on the end of the cigarette. The man rubs the sweat off of his forehead using the sleeve of his suit, a strand of blonde hair swaying over his face as he drops the arm. He blew the smoke out as he gazed at your figure.

“I warned him about letting you go.” You could recognize that voice anywhere.

“Kazutora?” He takes another hit of his cigarette, holding his breath as he ashed it before blowing the smoke out of his mouth once more. A smirk grew on his face.

“You know, Y/n… I never took you for a snitch.”

“I never took you as a coward, but here we are. You kill people to feel a sense of control yet you’re always following someone else’s orders, seeking approval by anyone who’ll give it to you.” You state, irritated by the heat and the foot on your back.

The grin on his lips fell as he took another hit before leaning over and pressing the burning end of the cigarette against your neck. You gasp before releasing a shriek of pain, tears burning at the corners of your eyes. He holds it there for a moment as he stares down at you with a blank expression. He lifts himself back to a normal position once he removes the cigarette from your skin. A fresh bruise formed in the abused spot.

“Why did you guys become such fucking assholes?” You cry out.

“Come on, don’t start crying on me now Doll…” He chuckled, “…gotta save that for later when Mikey gets his hands on you.”

Before you could fight him off, his fingers squeezed firm against your pressure point. Your vision blurs before your head drops as you sink into darkness.

Your eyes flutter open as a spotlight shines on you. Attempting to lick your lips, you find yourself with a gag secured around your mouth. The red ball stretches your lips uncomfortably as they yearn to be moisturized. Your arms are cuffed above your head as your body is spread out completely nude on the bed. Your shrieks are muffled as the light dims, your knees pressed together as you attempt to cover yourself when you look down and eye the seven figures sitting out on a slightly lower platform, as if you’re on a small stage.

Marijuana and alcohol fills the air, along with the smell of tobacco as you watch the smoke fumes form above a few of the men. Your eyebrows furrow as your toes curl, embarrassment causing a warm face as you shut your eyes tightly, wishing to escape this moment as you’re sprawled out for a bunch of dangerous men. You hear footsteps in the quiet room, someone walking towards the bed.

Mikey appears in your vision as he looks down at you from the side. Your eyes water as you glare at him, disbelief from the fact that your own brother set you up like this. The boy you grew up with who inspired you to go past your own limits. The boy who wanted to make a new era for delinquents. No, you couldn’t believe this.

His fingers slowly traced over your stomach as they moved towards your chest, grazing around the outlining of your breasts. You couldn’t help the whimper of desperation spilling out through the gag, your body beginning to tremble as you realized the gravity of this vulnerable situation. You wanted this to stop. You wanted it all to stop before there’s no return.

“I left you alone…” His fingers dragged themselves across the middle of your breasts, slow and delicate with his touch. “…I warned you, Y/n.”

He slightly leans over as his hand moves to your lower stomach, rubbing the lining nearest to your pubis. Your breath hitched as you gaze at him with wide teary eyes.

“You’ve never been one to listen, have you?” The small smile that formed as he said the statement vanished as quickly as it came. Your stomach sucked in as he used his fingers to lightly glide back up to your chest before circling his hand around your neck, his index finger tapping your face twice. He leaned forward until he hovered right over your face.

“You’ll learn.” You release a shriek as your eyes shut tight, his fingers digging into the burnt skin against your neck, adding a painful pressure to the wound as the tears streamed down your face. When you open your eyes to a squint, his gaze is relaxed. His eyes made him look dead. He released you before walking to the end of the stage and turning to face the crowd, his hands behind his back.

“From now on you belong to me.” He turns his upper body to face you. “You’ll only get to eat, sleep, and breathe because of me. You will do as I say.” A taller figure began to walk on the stage, a familiar pair of purple eyes gazing down at your figure with his signature sly smile. The tall short haired man held a baton that rests on his shoulder as he stops next to the bed, closer to your lower body.

“You deemed yourself a traitor so you will be held accountable. Sister or not.”

You fidget with discomfort as you eye the weapon Ran holds with a concerned expression. He only gives you a mischievous smile in return as he drops his arm, awaiting instructions from his boss.

“If you disobey me…” His eyes switch to Ran before the taller man brings his other hand to the object, fingers adjusting as he lifts his arms. Your eyes widen once more as you hysterically pull against your restraints, legs moving as you attempt to move your body to the side to no avail.

You release a blood curdling scream as your eyes shut tight, the impact causing a loud smack to echo in the room as the end of the baton makes contact with the skin on your thigh. The pain is broad, big. So intense that your whole leg numbs out as your body attempts to protect you. Blood immediately makes its way through your skin as an ugly bruise begins formation. You sob in agony as your head falls back on the bed. You shake your head as you bite the gag.

A cold chill is brought to your body as heat overcomes you, sweat dripping down your forehead as Mikey walks closer to you, staring down at you with the same blank expression. Sanzu watches the display with gleaming eyes, a wide smile on his face as he licks his bottom lip, biting it after as he’s mesmerized by the show in front of him. It was a gorgeous sight, you sprawled out on the bed naked in front of them under Mikey’s control. Your face is so wet with tears and an expression of fear and distress. So vulnerable and fragile. Your skin breaking with ease as the blood dripping down made him want to lick it up. He couldn’t wait to get a hold of you. After all, he’s waited for so long under Mikey’s command. His failed attempt at protecting you. Someone so resilient and yet so weak.

Kazutora is leaned back in his seat with a leg crossed over, his hair pulled back in a messy ponytail as he eyes you with no emotion. He ignored the erection forming in his pants as you’re forced into submission, bound by the cuffs as your beautiful voice blesses the room with your cries. A red hue forms on his face as he watches Ran hit you again in a different spot on the same thigh. His cock twitched when he heard your loud scream, the gag doing you no justice. He crossed his arms as he shifted in his seat to a more comfortable position.

Takeomi sat with a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth as he glared at the scene. He never really knew you so he couldn’t care less of your position. He just finds it hilarious to watch the rest of the men simp over Mikey’s infamous cute, bratty little sister. He’s surprised you hadn’t been killed on the spot for becoming a traitor. The leeway his boss is giving you is impeccable. Otherwise you’d be torn apart limb from limb, slaughtered and violated from the inside out. Long gone. This is nothing. He’ll admit that seeing your bitchy ass getting it in is a very sweet sight to see.

Kokonoi sighed as he turned away from the scene. Having remembered you from their delinquent days made this situation all the more sickening. He still couldn’t deny the view of you laid out the way you are having an effect on the cock sitting in his pants. It was uncomfortable, especially since he deems himself as sick as someone like Sanzu or the Haitani brothers for getting turned on by this in the first place.

Kakucho’s eyes followed Ran’s fingers, swiping some of the blood off of your leg before bringing it to his lips. You lay there, sobbing as Mikey caressed both sides of your face. He knew something like this would occur as soon as he began gaining information from the dirty cops about you involving yourself. Although he felt bad for you, he knew that you had it coming. You were warned and now you must deal with the consequences. He palmed himself before squeezing slightly to ease himself as he shifts in his seat, rock hard as he chews on his lip.

“Should I hit the other thigh, boss?” Ran’s smooth voice filled the room as he gently rubbed his thumb along the untouched thigh. You shook your head as you pleaded through the ball gag. You were so focused on switching your gaze between Mikey and Ran that you completely missed the third presence making his way to the foot of the bed.

Drool accidentally fell out of your mouth as you continued to cry and beg for Mikey to let you go and to not hurt you again. It was humiliating but you were in too much pain to care. You had to get out of there. You regret not listening. You regret not leaving him alone. You just want to escape. You just want to go home and hug yourself while you cry. You wanted to see your friends again, your sister Emma. You missed Shinichiro, Baji, your grandpa, Draken, Mitsuya, and everyone else. You missed them all and you wanted a big hug from them.

You wanted to feel safe, to feel loved again. You didn’t like this cold darkness that’s dragging you to a hell you never thought you’d experience. You wish you hadn’t been so stubborn. You just missed your brother, your friends who disappeared. Thumbs drape under your eyes as the tears are wiped away only for more to stream down your cheeks. You feel the ball gag unhook around your mouth as your chapped lips connect, licking them desperately as you continue to sob and pant.

“P-please let me go! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry Mikey I-I’ll listen! I’ll leave you alone just please…!” You rambled your apologies as he continued to gaze at you with the onyx orbs that felt as though they were forcing you to drown in his own darkness. Dragging you under with him into the void everyone so desperately tries to fill or escape from.

“I-I just wanted my big brother! I-I needed you to be who you were! I was wrong…” You sob, “…so fucking wrong. You’re too far gone!” Your hands turned to fists as your breath hitched as he climbed on top of you.

“You’re right. I am no longer your Mikey.”

Your hands tremble as you watch him reach into his pants to pull out his throbbing cock.

“No… no, no, no! Y-you can’t!” You plead as you realize what’s about to happen.

The younger Haitani grabs your ankle as he picks your leg up, along with the older brother who holds up your bruised leg. Mikey adjusts himself in between your legs as he spreads his own knees against the mattress.

“M-Mikey this is so fucked up! P-please! You fucking asshole!” You could only feel rage and despair as you watched him spit in his hand and rub his cock, moisturizing it nowhere near enough for it to easily slip through you.

“Oh shit.” Sanzu breathes out in excitement as the rest of the executives mentally sit on the edge of their seats. They watched the display, some with arousal and excitement while others with slight guilt and arousal. The air was thick in the room as Rin’s grip tightened on your ankle while moving his other hand to the bottom of your foot.

“You’ll learn.” Mikey whispers near your ear before he finally pushes in slowly. Your head falls back with your mouth wide open, nails digging in your own palms as the girth stretches you painfully. Your eyebrows furrow as you clench your teeth. He released a breathy moan as his mouth hangs open, head falling to your shoulder as your pussy squeezed him tightly. You both grunt when he finally bottoms out, base and testicles pressed firmly against you as he shifts his arms under you to hold the back of your neck with both hands.

He eyed the girl with a blank expression as she stood with her hand wrapped in Grandpa Sano’s. Even at his young age he could tell that she had been through quite a lot by the look in her eyes.

“It’s okay, Y/n.” He says as he pats your eight year old head. You sat with tears streaming down your face with your arms crossed as you pouted angrily at the fact that you lost against your fight with Baji who would help you practice your skills along with Mikey.

“You’ll learn.” He said with a smile as he gazed down at you.

You gasp as you feel his thick length pulling out of you, rubbing against the lining of your walls before he bucks his hips against you with a firmer thrust causing you to grunt in pain.

“You belong to me.” The teen growled.

“Kazutora is my friend! I’m gonna visit him whether you like it or not.” You glare at your brother before stomping away from the shrine.

Truth be told he didn’t like the way you made him feel. So out of control. So out of the loop. He knows that he’s your inspiration. He loves how worthy you deem him to be. He loves that you follow him around all the time like you're his little companion. His little sister. His.

If only you knew how hard it was to allow you on your own. To allow you to make your own decisions. To have abandoned you when he knew you were still vulnerable from everything you both went through. You don’t know how hard it is being the big brother of someone who’s just so fucking stubborn. He was afraid that he would lose you in the midst of his corruption, the dark impulse taking over day by day, so he left you.

“Fuck.” He breathes out as his pace accelerates, hips pulled back before thrusting against you as his grip tightens. His cock slides in and out of your pussy as the juice slickens the erection, making it easier to access as he presses deeper and deeper. The bed rocks as the thrusts become faster and firmer, the smacking echoing throughout the room as it becomes harder to hold back your grunts and moans.

You whimpered as you felt a pressure form against the ankle held by Rin. You make eye contact with him as his lips curl into a mischievous smile. You felt goosebumps form as the butterflies in your stomach fluttered, an impending sense of doom coming over you just as Mikey’s cock aimed for your erogenous zone, pounding your g-spot once you reacted with a shriek.

Mikey walks to the car sitting outside the club he had you meet him at after your conversation was finished. Five of his executives stood outside as he turned his attention to Kakucho.

“Watch her every move.”

He had a feeling you’d try something though he didn’t expect for you to involve the cops. Especially the detective that’s always on his ass.

“You. *Thrust* Belong. *Thrust* To me.” Mikey uses a hand to squeeze your chin, forcing your eyes to meet as you pant and sob.

All of the executives watch with dazed expressions as Mikey bitched you out. Some biting their own lips while others palmed their covered erections. Mikey eyed your face as it morphed while the pit in your stomach builds, indicating the nearing of your orgasm. He used one hand to balance himself against the headboard as he grabbed the leg Ran was holding to gain better access. He thrusts against you as his cock rubbed the inner lining of your vaginal walls, slick oozing out of your hole, a mixture of his semen and your juices forming.

The pain in your leg throbs as he pushes your leg up, causing you to whimper. You tried to hold in your moans, the feeling of the head of his cock hitting your cervix was overwhelming. Instead, grunts replaced the moans with each firm thrust against your ass. The hand on your leg tightens as you watch his eyes narrow down at you with his lips apart.

“This pussy is mine. Your cum is mine. Everything about you…” a thrust with a loud smack against your ass caused a moan to slip through his throat. “…is mine.”

Your head is pressed against the mattress as you feel the pit in your stomach release, the chemical reaction causing your mouth to open as a silent scream leaves your throat, eyes rolled back as he continues to beat into your pussy.

“Ah…” Mikey breathes, “…that’s fucking right, cum on this cock.” He said before using his fingers to press onto your wound made by the baton. You scream out in agony. The chains jingle as you pull against the restraints.

“You’ll learn. You’re gonna learn to listen to me.” He breathes out before switching his eyes to Rin.

“M-Mikey pl-!” You whimper, pleading for him to stop as you’re overstimulated, though his cock keeps its pace, assaulting your pussy as it slides through harder. Blood runs down your wrists, coming from the split skin caused by your nails. You accidentally glance at Ran who stares down at you hungrily. You could see the lust in his intense gaze, causing you to turn away.

“I don’t care how close you were or even the little crush you have on her. You will ask before touching her, got it?”

“Yes, boss.” Both Kazutora and Sanzu respond with stern expressions.

“N-No! What are you…?!” A loud crack fills the air amongst the sound of the rocking bed as your eyes shut tight, a monstrous scream escaped your lips as the pressure on your ankle created a numbing yet sharp pain that swam up your leg to your knee. You shakily look down to see your limp leg in Rin’s hand, ankle bent out of place as your foot hangs there. A swelling started to form as the skin tingled. It was surely broken.

“GET OFF OF ME! GET OFF OF ME RIGHT NOW!” You’re hysterical. The pain, overstimulation, and heat. The betrayal, sickness, and depression. The sorrow, despair, and downright filthy situation. All of the eyes on you. It was all just too much.

“I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH!” His forehead meets yours as his hands grab the sides of your face. His eyes shut as he thrusts hard, accelerating his speed before a breathy, drawn out moan escapes his mouth, just as Rin grabbed your other ankle.

Kazutora and Sanzu sit with discomfort as they angrily eye the Haitani brothers, realizing it should’ve been them holding your legs and punishing you. After all, they’ve known you the longest. They were closer to you. They were there for everything. Their erections become tighter as you thrash around and scream. Your rage fulfills them in an unexplainable way. They never knew why your rebellion always struck them in the heart. Who knew they’d be this stuck over their friend’s little bratty sister.

“I’m cumming.” Mikey whispers with his head against yours as he breathes out a moan. He grinds out his orgasm just as another crack fills the room, followed by an appalling scream from you. You cry as he pulls himself out of you. The swelling from both legs tingle as you lie there in terrible pain. Agony comes from your neck and both of your legs. As well as your vagina. You couldn’t believe what your own brother just did.

“I hate you.” You sob. You wanted to curl into yourself but the restraints made it impossible.

“Awe don’t cry so much, cookie.” A thumb caressed your forehead as Ran stared you down. “All ya gotta do is be good, now.”

“Or else…” Rin chuckled as he slightly dangled one of your broken ankles. You only sob in response, ignoring them as you try to refrain from making eye contact. You wanted to disappear.

Before he climbs off of you, Mikey leans over to plant a kiss on your lips. You don’t push him back nor respond to the peck. He pulls his pants up as he walks toward the other executives.

“Do what you will, just have her cleaned and brought to my room after.”

“I’ll always be the one to protect you, Y/n. You belong to me.”

You look into the eyes of your older brother, tears in your own as you hug him tight. You both sat on the ground in front of Shinichiro’s grave.

“You’ll learn.”

[narcjsistx]

Can you do headcanons or oneshot about Reader and Sano siblings? Like Emma and Reader are twins but got separated and Reader was staying with Karen Kurokawa and her family, tho she was heavily abxsed there and Shinichiro took her to Sano household to live there. I just wonder what kind of reaction would Shinichiro, Mikey and Emma would have when they would realise that tough time their little/twin sister had to go through. It's okey if you won't do this since it's very angsty idea!😭😭(I crave angst lol)

HI! thanks for the request, hope you have a good day 💚 and thx for the support! honestly, I love angst stuff, so it was a pleasure to write this os

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— Hidden scars

You don't remember the exact day Emma was left in front of that house. Your mother told you to say goodbye and you hugged your twin, then walked away with your mother: hand in hand, you returned home. It felt strange to you to no longer spend your days with Emma, ​​while you played outside your dilapidated house. You once also played with Izana, your older brother, but for some strange reason he too was gone. You don't remember when Emma left, but you remember everything that happened after. You remember the slaps, the screams when you didn't put the games away. Do you remember all the times your mother shouted that she regretted leaving Emma in that house, since she would surely have been more useful than you

The thing you remember with absolute precision, however, is the look of hatred you saw on your mother's face before she locked you in the closet at home. The only source of light was from a small window too high to reach and a few bottles of water that you hadn't put in the fridge when the fresh one ran out. You had been immobile for 2 days, and only on the third day you start screaming for help, hoping that someone would hear you from the window. You were 7 years old and Emma had been gone for a year now. You had spent a week in the closet, surviving with the water and some slices of expired bread that you had found in a box. A postman had heard your screams and two hours later you were in the hospital, having been kicked out of your little prison by some cops. The house was empty when the police arrived, a sign that your mother had left the same day she locked you in there. She left knowing she was killing you

A photo of you ended up on a television program and, by pure chance, the Sano family was watching that program. Emma had started screaming and crying when she saw your photo, begging Shinichiro to call the adoption number because the little girl in the photo was her twin sister. And so, a month later, you had finally hugged your sister again. Shinichiro had come to the hospital the same day that Emma had seen your photo, and for the whole month you had made his acquaintance, reassuring you that you would soon be loved in a normal family. You didn't believe it, but when you saw Emma again, and she was so beautiful and healthy, you realized that maybe you too would have become like her if you had trusted this Shinichiro

And that was how you became part of the Sano family, changing your last name from Kurokawa to Sano. You shared your room with Emma, ​​you played video games with Mikey, Shinichiro's only biological brother, you spent hours with your grandfather in his dojo. Never more than before, had you been so happy. Six months had passed since you joined the family. You were in your room and you were getting ready to go out with Shinichiro, to spend the afternoon at his store

You were taking off your school uniform when, in front of the mirror, you noticed the beginnings of one of the many scars on your body. You had gotten used to it, yet this time it made a little sense to see them. You take off your shirt and, in front of the bedroom mirror, your little girl's body looks so wrong. You have at least ten or twenty scars that Karen gave you, and some are hidden by your tank top. You stare and wonder why your mother had to go to that length. You were her daughter, why did she make you like this?

"Hey, Shinichiro is waiting for you downstairs-" Mikey says as he enters the room without knocking. You instinctively turn around in embarrassment and notice how Manjiro is so surprised to see all those marks on your body. In fact, no one, not even Emma, ​​knew about the scars “…Since when do you have those…things?” he asks embarrassed, perhaps even perplexed. You can't speak, gripped by anxiety, and the result is only Manjiro running up the stairs calling out for Shinichiro. In a panic you jump onto your bed, hiding under the covers. You cover your ears and, after a long time, you feel like you're reliving the scene of Karen looking for you around the house screaming. You tremble and try to regulate your breathing, failing. If Shinichiro finds out about these scars, he will send you home, and you don't know if your mother has returned or not. You have to be perfect if you want to maintain your happiness and peace of mind, you have to hide the mistakes and by doing so Mikey has only ruined your plan

"What's going on, Manjiro?" Shinichiro asks, and by the way there's movement in the room you can tell he's tugging at it from his sleeve "Where's our sister?" asks another voice, Emma. You cover your mouth and pray not to be discovered, but Shinichiro gently lifts the edge of the blanket "What's going on, honey?” he asks gently, but with the light finally in his favor the scars reach his eyes. He look at you for a moment confused, and Emma adds with a very worried look. Violently you begin to cry, praying in your mind that Shinichiro will have mercy on you

"I don't want to go home please, I promise they fade away with time..." you whisper between sobs, even though you know they will never leave your body. They have marked you and will do so until your last breath, whether you want it or not. Shinichiro seems confused by your words for a moment, but immediately afterward he seems to understand. He passes a hand through your hair and lowers himself to your height "I want you to stay here, this is your home. Do you want a biscuit?" he asks sweetly. You look up and his gentle smile seems to reassure you. You look at Emma, ​​who seems to have understood despite her innocence what you mean. Mikey looks at the two brothers with a confused look, understanding absolutely nothing "Preferences are not between brothers, Shinichiro!" Manjiro says annoyingly, making you giggle even though your face is still full of tears. You grab Shinichiro's hand and with all your brothers go downstairs. Your older brother looks at you affectionately: he probably understood more than you showed. This is why you don't want to go home, because you know that no one could love you like your brothers do

[dzvelinaskebiyars]

masterlist:

South Terano☆

Sweet Tyranny

South bf headcanons

Your Instagram while dating South Terano

Kokonoi Hajime☆

Bf headcanons

Your Instagram while dating Kokonoi Hajime

Random idea for @narcjsistx

Haitani Brothers☆

Haitanis little sister

Bf Ran headcanons

Rindou trying to make you jealous

Lover boy Rindou

Ran headcanons

Your Instagram while dating Ran Haitani

Gamer Rindou x needy reader

Rindou with a guitarist gf

Have you ever thought how easy it would be for us to end the other one?

Your Instagram while dating Rindou Haitani

Ryusei Sato☆

RyuseixBaji's cousin

Reader gives Ryusei her scarf

Kazutora Hanemiya☆

Brother Kazutora headcanons

Husband Kazutora headcanons

Kazutora and gangster reader

Your Instagram while dating Kazutora Hanemiya

Kazutora & platonic!reader angst

Chifuyu Matsuno☆

Bf Chifuyu headcanons

Foreign reader

German reader

Takashi Mitsuya☆

Bf Mitsuya headcanons

Foreign reader

Auntie reader?

German reader

Mitsuya and Dancer Reader

As father

Baji Keisuke☆

Big Brother Baji headcanons

Big Bro Baji headcanons 2

Baji oneshot:confession

Bf Baji headcanons

Baji x Venezuelan Japanese reader

Foreign reader

Baji in love

Your Instagram while dating Baji Keisuke

"Get close to Baji's gf" he said...

Baji with Argentinian girl who plays guitar

Baji x rock guitarist reader

German reader

Izana Kurokawa☆

Bf Izana headcanons

Izana x bratty sick reader

Living together with Izana

Izana x Tenjiku Reader angst

Your Instagram while dating Izana Kurokawa

Manjiro Sano☆

Foreign reader

Mikey x female Bengali reader

Too busy

Your Instagram while dating Manjiro Sano

Mikey x ADHD reader

Have you ever thought how easy it would be for us to end the other one?

The Fall Of Icarus

As father

Taiju Shiba☆

Bf headcanons

Dark intimating x sunshine

Taiju with a reader who gives him long nicknames

Taiju x Yuzuha's bsf reader

Shinichiro Sano☆

Pathetic bf x cool gf

Shuji Hanma☆

Hanma bf headcanons

Your Instagram while dating Hanma Shuji

Sanzu Haruchiyo☆

Sanzu oneshot

Draken☆

Draken bf headcanons

Draken x Misa Reader angst

As father

Takemichi Hanagaki☆

Takemichi as a big brother to hyperfem!reader

As father

Kawata twins☆

Your Instagram while dating Nahoya/Souya Kawata

Wakasa Imaushi☆

Young!Wakasa boyfriend headcanons

Kakucho:

Have you ever thought how easy it would be for us to end the other one?

Tenjiku on the beach with Reader

Bonten and y/n at casino

Tokyo rev boys at the early stage of relationship

Foreign Reader, Hanma & Kisaki

Korean reader x TR boys

Fanfic Recommendations

[bebe-writes-stuff]

Hidden Hearts Reunited

A Mikey x reader oneshot (part 1)

-- You were Manjiro's first and closest friend, before Baji, Sanzu, or Draken. You were there. Your mothers were friends, meaning you were destined to be friends either way. You spent every second together since birth, a result of both mothers planning the deliveries on the same day. They realized a distinct difference between you and Manjiro, like night and day; you and Manjiro are polar opposites. Unlike Manjiro, who was always crying and screaming, you were quiet with a cute smile on your little round face. Manjiro would constantly cling onto you, as toddlers, crying louder if you were ever separated. Both mothers gushed at his actions. He would share his toys only with you and sleep peacefully next to you. It was an unbreakable bond between the both of you, from birth --

You walked hand in hand as you made your way to the hospital to visit Manjiro's mothers, who had fallen ill.

"You know, we don't have to keep holding hands, we aren't toddlers anymore." You spoke with a hushed and gentle voice, barely audible only for Manjiro to hear, as you both crossed the street.

"No friggin' way, how else is everyone supposed to know you're mine." He scoffed as if you said something so ridiculous.

"...Manjiro, I'm not a thing to be claimed." You delivered with a straight face.

"I didn't say that, I mean you're my girl. No one else is supposed to hold your hand except for me." The little boy pouted, explaining in a confident, matter-of-fact tone.

"Well, if that means that you're mine also, I don't mind." Your soft voice brought him comfort, as you tightened your little hands grip on his. Manjiro's cheeks flushed with a warm, rosy hue as your words, expressed in a soft and reassuring voice, reached his ears.

"We're here! C'mon, I can't wait to see her!" Manjiro pulled you behind him as he made a beeline to his mothers hospital room.

"Manjiro, we're in a hospital, keep it down!" You whisper shouted at him.

You sat next to Manjiro as he rambled to his mother about how he beat up a couple of new guys, he always counted the days from week to week to tell her about his stories. On the other you examine his mother, somehow, she seemed different, a lot weaker and sickly. Her hands were cold as she brushed them against your cheek,

"How about you, my little angel?" She asked,

"I'm good, but... I miss you. When are you coming back home?" Your tone is gentle, pleasing to the ears, as you leaned further into her touch despite the coldness of her hand.

Without uttering a word in response, she bent down, gently pressing a kiss on your forehead. Then, with a tender gesture, she drew both you and Manjiro into her embrace, casting a meaningful gaze at both of you.

"Promise me something, you two, please never leave each other's side. Manjiro, you're strong, so protect Y/n. And Y/n you're kind and tender, please soften his heart."

"Huh? Mom, what's that supposed to mean?" He whined and pouted, as you giggled at his facial expression.

That was beginning of it all—the pact that bound both you and Manjiro, the curse intertwining your lives.

As memories lingered from that day at the hospital with Manjiro's mother, the promise made to her weighed heavily on your heart as you made your way to the Sano home without anyone's knowledge, especially Mikey, you went to Manjiro's older brother, Shinichiro and grandpa, to break the news, the upcoming move due to family issues. Despite your attempt to stay quiet and secretive, Manjiro overheard, and the news shattered him. What was he supposed to do now with his mothers promise? And you, you couldn't leave. You were with him from day one, literally. The thought made his throat tighten, but what could he do?

Years passed, and life took unexpected turns, finding yourself back in Japan due to the loss of your parents and your sole remaining relative, your aunt, residing in Japan. Involuntarily, the memories of your past resurfaced, a certain ache in your heart also resurfaced. You couldn't shake the question of whether you could find him ever again in the bustling streets of Shibuya. The thought of your first and only friend lingered in your mind, who you never forgot, wondering if fate would bring you together once more, this time, forever.

"What the hell am I thinking, he probably hates me now."

"Y/n!" You heard your aunt call out, as she approached you with open arms. 

Your turned to your caller only for the air to be knocked from your lung with he unexpectedly strong hug, as she continued,

"Oh look at you, all grown up and beautiful!" She exclaimed dreamily.

You smiled, accepting her inviting hug, missing the feeling of being embraced by someone loving, especially after your recent loss.

"C'mon, I made plenty of food at home!" She urged as she grabbed your bags, one in each hand.

"W-wait, let me help, those are kinda heavy-" You reached out to grab one of your bags, but she lightly smacked your hand away.

"What do I look like to you, an old hag?" She picked up both bags with ease.

Woah...she's strong..

You soon realized why she's so strong when you reached her house,

"You live here!" You said, a little shocked by the fancy look home.

"Yep, my earnings from years of hard work." She said walking through the front gate and further inside.

You looked around like a child in a candy store, admiring everything around you. The garden, the nicely mowed grass and bushes. Once you stepped inside, your jaw gapped a little. After a tour of the house, she took you to a room, where the only thing in it was a hatch,

"You're not gonna kill me, are you?"

"Are you crazy, why would I kill my only niece? You're like the child that I never had." She said flicking your forehead, she smirked before she continued,

"It's a surprise, just climb down." She said as she opened it,

Climbing down, you were surprised to be met with a built-in Gym underground.

Oh, makes sense why she's so toned now

"Prepare yourself because I'm not raising no scrawny girl, I'm gonna make you tough, kiddo."

"hUh?" You're voice cracked,

After showing you your room and helping you put your stuff away, you finally sat down and had dinner with your aunt. She was going on about her life and you were invested, truly.

"So tell me, kiddo, how's life been for you?"

"Hmm, I manage." You answered, shrugging a little.

She gave you an unpleasant look before booing, "Boo, tomato, c'mon I know you got more than that."

"Well, what do you want to know about me, auntie?" You asked, laughing a little between your words.

She smiled as she thought,

There it is, she smiled...are you happy sister? I made her smile for you

"What are you looking forward to, here in Tokyo, I could take you anywhere you want."

It took you a second to think before you said, "I wanna go to a specific restaurant actually."

Your aunt looked visibly hurt, "D-do you not like my cooking?"’

The tears in the corners of her eyes made you choke before you frantically shook your head, 

"N-no not at all, I promise! It's just...it was my favorite restaurant when I was kid, I always went with...my friend."

"Okay! First thing tomorrow, I'll take you there then." She said, giving you a warm smile,

Well, she changed pretty quick..

"...seriously, this is your go-to place?" She regarded you with an intrigued expression, raising doubts about your choice in restaurants.

“And here I thought you were gonna take us to some gourmet restaurant.” she added as you entered.

A sudden wave of bittersweet nostalgia washed over you, fueled by cherished memories associated with the restaurant. 

"Oh, there are people here?" Your aunt expressed surprise.

That shouldn’t be a surprise…

Feeling a bit disheartened by her continual disapproval of the place, you sighed as you made your way to an empty booth. As your eyes scanned the area, they landed on a somewhat shorter boy, with you appearing a little taller than him. His long blonde hair was tied at the top, while the strands on the sides flowed freely. Accompanying him was a more intimidating figure, a boy with a tattoo on the side of his shaved head. They exude an air of trouble, and you realized you had been staring for too long when your eyes met with his pitch-black, piercing gaze. The eye contact lingered long enough for your aunt to shake your shoulder, snapping you out of it, and for his friend to call his name, breaking the sudden connection.

“Mikey..”

As you proceeded to your assigned booth, you couldn't resist one last glance backward, catching his intense gaze. A flicker of recognition sparked deep within your heart. Despite sensing a profound connection, you carried on your chosen path, unaware of the unspoken longing, as the passage of years had erased the memories that once tethered you together. While enjoying your kids' meal, you intermittently picked at your food, occasionally looking up to meet that same compelling gaze. It felt as if your existence was being drawn in, your heart pounding almost painfully in your chest.

Why..Why the hell is he just so…

“Damnit Mikey, what the hell is wrong with you?” His friend asked, annoyed by his sudden absence. 

He turned towards that, which seemed to distract mikey, and there you were. Feeling a bit intimidated, you quickly averted your gaze, avoiding his friend's scrutiny.

"Are you planning to order something?" you inquired, using the question as a means to divert your attention.

"No way," she exclaimed, eyeing your food suspiciously. "Let's leave. I'll take you to a proper restaurant," she asserted with confidence.

"Sure, let's go," you responded promptly, rising from your seat.

Your aunt expressed surprise, "Wait, really? I didn't expect you to agree so quickly. Alright then!"

As you both left, she remarked, "Y/n, don't forget to remind me to take you to a clothing store later."

"Y/n... Y/n... Y/N!" He murmured softly. Before he could comprehend, his legs carried him forward, propelled by an instinctive force.

NO WAY, NO FUCKING WAY 

"Y/N!" He called out, breathless from his sprint to catch up.

Halted by the unexpected call, you abruptly turned around. On the opposite side of the street, he came into view.

It can’t be…

Time stood still as if the universe held its breath. After years apart, your name lingered in his memory, indelible and unforgettable. In that suspended moment, all else faded away.

“Manjiro...?” you whispered. He didn't need to hear your voice; just from reading your lips, he knew you called out to him..

-- Yeah, Ima definitely writing a part 2, This was wayyy too long, hope you guys enjoyed --

[softxsuki]

Hi!! Congrats on 1.5k! May I please request 10 troupe with Shinichiro from Tokyo Revengers x fem!reader? Thanks in advance and I hope you have a good day! 💜

1.5k Follower Event Trope 10: Tokyo Revengers

Trope 10: Marriage of Convenience

This event is CLOSED. You can check out the masterlist here.

Pairing: Bonten!Mikey x Fem!Reader

Warning: mentions of killing, bad childhood, stalking, injury, blah

Genre: idek, kinda fluff?

Post-Type: Oneshot (so much for drabbles smh)

Word Count: ...1.1k (oops)

Note: Hey! Thank you so much. So for my tropes, you're only supposed to send in a trope number and fandom name, then I pick which character from that fandom I think it matches with the most! I've also already written one of these for Shinichiro hence why I've written this for Mikey. I hope you still enjoy it though, I love this trope! Also side note: I’ve read like 2 seconds of Bonten Mikey but I felt it fit this trope more SO if this makes no sense, you know why :)

Marriage was the last thing on Mikey’s mind, until your father approached him with a contract that included you and part of the city he owned, in return for protection from Bonten and the chance to make Bonten grow even more powerful. Naturally Mikey agreed, taking little interest in you as a factor, but desiring to see his gang flourish even farther.

As the daughter of a gang leader, your role since birth had been to be used as a means to help your father, ensuring he was always well off. There was not a day when your father thought about you or your own feelings. 

You were handed over to Mikey straight away, allowed to pack up the few clothes that you had, along with any other personal items. Meeting with him briefly to sign a few marriage documents, signing away your life, and ultimately leaving one prison and entering a new one–or so you thought.

For the most part Mikey left you alone to do as you please, only giving you a few rules to keep you safe and away from the darker areas of their base where you were staying. But you were given your own room that was nicely decorated, new clothes that fit you perfectly, and the freedom to do as you please within their building. It was more freedom than you’d ever had in your life.

Even though you were trapped in what you thought was a loveless marriage, at least everyone treated you respectfully. Though, Mikey found himself opening up to you in ways he’d never opened up before after all the trauma that he befell in the past. He admired how you carried yourself, standing tall and proud despite being thrown in an unfamiliar place by force, the least he wanted to do was make you comfortable…but why?

He found himself inviting you to the dining room for meals with him, quite enjoying your company even if you ate in silence. Flowers and other gifts were left by your bedroom door, shocking you. Why was he doing this for you, wasn’t this just a marriage of convenience? There was no need for heartfelt gifts and attention like he was giving you.

But Mikey couldn’t help himself, he felt lighter around you as if he could finally breathe again and it was such a relief–a good change from the usual heaviness that clouded over him. He realized you were slowly becoming someone he wanted to keep happy and safe; he wanted to protect you from the cruel world that existed outside those walls, the cruel world he was also a part of. 

Mikey kept his feelings to himself, aside from the random gifts he’d leave you and quality time he’d spend with you every now and then. That was until one day you were granted access to wander outside in the city, saying you needed fresh air. Enemy gangs were always keeping a close watch on Bonten headquarters, just looking for any weakness that could cause the huge corporation to plunder, and finally they had one–you. 

Word that Mikey had taken a wife spread quickly in the underground world, a potential weakness of the big boss man behind Bonten, everyone was waiting to get their hands on you to bring Mikey crashing down–and that’s exactly what happened.

A few blocks later as you walked peacefully through the cool streets, loving how calming the area was at night and enjoying your new found freedom, that all came crashing down as you felt the presence of someone following you. 

At first you thought nothing of it, but every turn you made, they made and when you turned around to glance behind you, they’d stop walking and pretend to be busy with something. You quickened your pace, your heart beating out of your chest at the prospect that you were in danger and needed to get back home quickly. The man noticed this and also fastened his pace, getting closer and closer to you.

You begin running, but you’re not fast enough as a hand wraps around your wrist, pulling you down to the floor.

“Gotcha,” the man grins. “Let’s see how riled up your husband gets when we send your head back to him.”

Fear fully floods you as the man takes out a knife and approaches you with it. He only manages to scrape your cheek though before adrenaline kicks in and you push him back with the strength you didn’t know you had, jumping back to your feet and running full speed back to your home–back to Mikey.

Upon returning back to your home and bursting through the door with blood running down your face, mixed with tears, you ignore the questions of Mikey’s men who were keeping watch by the front door and run to your room.

Urgently, the men report to Mikey who jumps up from his seat and runs to your room, bursting your door open, not caring if you were decent or not.

“What happened?” He demands, closing the distance between you as he approaches your bed where you’re sobbing into your pillow.

When you don’t speak, he sighs and gently takes your hand, pulling you into him. “Let me see,” he softly says, guiding your chin up so he can get a better look at your face, gritting at the cut that had been so close to hitting your eye. 

His fingers wipe your tears away and slowly graze over the cut–he was upset. “Who did this?” He hisses. Who would dare place their hands on his wife?

You felt surprisingly relaxed and safe in his arms as he held you close, never once breaking eye contact with him, you had no choice but to fill him in on what happened during your walk.

“I just went out to get some fresh air and take a quick walk, but I noticed someone following me. I tried getting back here before he could catch up to me, but he was too fast. He said,” you gulp, fear once again filling your body as you remember the man's words. “He said he was going to send you my head back.”

Mikey was seething now. Not only had someone harmed you, but they’d also threatened to kill you? 

“Sanzu!” He screams, calling his most trustworthy man to enter your room, to which the pink-haired man appears immediately. “Have a few men patrol the area, I want any suspicious men taken in, I don’t care if you bring in everyone, I want him found, whoever it was that did this to my wife,” he grits, holding you tightly to him. 

Though anger was bubbling up inside him, he couldn’t help but feel slight relief that you were still alive and safe in his arms. He couldn’t lose you too…

That man would be tracked down and made an example out of. No one would dare try to harm his wife again. This marriage was now real to him and Mikey would do anything to protect it–to protect you.

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Posted: 10/23/2023

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Series;

Hey, Brother do you still believe in one another?

Heiji Hattori x Male Reader | Platonic! Shinichi Kudo x Brother!Reader

Fandom -> Detective Conan/Case Closed

Status; Ongoing & Being Rewritten

Summary; After Shinichi's disappearance you had lost the ground beneath you. Still you pulled through and stood as tall as you could. Though how much could you take till you break?

Based Songs -> Hey Brother | Saudade | Last Impression | I can't stop my love |

01. Saudade

02. Exhausted

03. Of Jealousy and Blessing

04. Awkward

04.2. Keeping Secrets

05. Nightlife

06. Love Sick

07. Love Letter

08. Therapy

09. (Self)hatred

10. Osaka Trip - Stalking

11. Osaka Trip - Abducted

12. Osaka Trip - Dubious love making

13. Osaka Trip - Fever Migraines

14. Osaka Trip - Rising Hope

15. Osaka Trip - Survival

16. Osaka Trip - Saving Knights

17. Osaka Trip - Recovery and Dates

18.

19.

Given

Heiji Hattori x Male Reader

Fandom -> Detective Conan/Case Closed

Mini Story to Hey, Brother

Status; Complete

Summary; 365 Days and you remain in all of them — through the good and bad times, Heiji and You would never break the bond of love you both had for one another as this love is for eternity.

01. Arguments

02. Cold Crash

03. Sensitivity

Gone.

Batfamily x Male Child Reader

Fandom -> Batman/DCU

Status; On Hold & Discontinued

Summary; All you wanted was a good night story from your family, not being kidnapped.

01. Not now

02. Mommy's Love

03. Hope

04. Rescue

Christmas Special

05. Chana

06. Sleepless

07. Disasters

08.

One Shots;

Tokyo Revenger

Mikey Sano

Swimming | Brother Reader

Shinichiro Sano

Bread baking gone wrong | Male Reader

Goth Moth | Male Reader

Nahoya Kawata (Smiley)

First Date Magic | Male Reader

Bonten

Sickly Summer | Male Baby Reader

Detective Conan/Case Closed

Heiji Hattori

I can't stop my love for you! | Male Reader

Waiting | Male Reader

False Brother | Male Reader

Flirtatious Conversation | Male Reader

Marriage Arrangement | Male Reader

Ghost Stories | Male Reader

Matsuda Jinpei

Big in Japan | Male Reader

Tonight in Japan! | Male Reader

Rei Furuya/Amuro Toru

Locked out of Heaven | Male Reader

MAGI - The Labyrinth of Magic

Kouen Ren

Caring in Secret | Male Reader

Sleep | Male Reader

Puns | Male Reader

Koumei Ren

World of Silence | Deaf Male Reader

Sinbad

Treacherous Love | Male Reader

Castlevania

Trevor Belmont

Small steps to forgiveness | Male Reader

Fucked up again | Male Reader

Turned | Male Reader

Attack on Titan

Levi Ackermann

Sweet family of mine | Male Reader – Single Dad & Modern Era AU

DC

Bruce Wayne

No second chance | Male Reader

Hal Jordan

Clark Kent

Memento Mori | Male Reader

Marvel

Peter Quill

Coming Home | Son!Reader

Headcanons;

BatFam #1

BatFam #2 -> Participating in the Metropolis-Gotham Olympics

Batman #1

Fem!Reader

Detective Conan/Case Closed;

Kaito Kid

Hearts Thievery | Soulmate AU

Shinichi Kudo

Denial and Acceptance | Soulmate AU

Tranquility |