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[chronic-claire-universe]

Shion Madarame: Fix Her Daddy

Hey bunnies, I had an improptu inspiration and thought to gift a drabble about daddy Shion after a long time! I hope that you will like it and that we’ll find inspiration from something else together

Characther: Shion Madarame

Warnings: None, Fluff, Dad! Shion, Pregnancy, Kid Crying

When Shion Madarame hears his daughter sniffling in her bedroom he seems clueless on what to do, he’s scared not to be the best to console his crying daughter that’s why he plans to wait for you to come back.

Chie Madarame, his young kid is always been a mommy’s girl and he knows, no, he is sure, that he can’t help his daughter calm down. But soon the crying becomes unbearable for the blonde man and decide to knock on his daughter’s bedroom, he sees the tiny blonde figure crying on the floor while hugging her stuffed doll. “Babygirl what happened?” Shion asks to Chie lifting her and holding her. The toddler turns and cry on her father’s chest and soon she calms down as he rubs her back, “Mimi lost her eye” Chie explains, showing her father that the stuffed doll with a loosing button eye and Shion sighs, “Oh no, we could always bu-” NO NONO NO, Chie shouts disapproving her father’s plan, “You need to fix her eye so she can be happy again”.

Shion is clueless, fix her? Sewing the button on the doll’s face is hard? This man doesn’t even now where to start, but seeing his daughter pout he can’t help but nod, taking a sight of the doll before going downstairs.

“Daddy needs to get prepared before fixing Mimi ok princess?” Shion asks and his daughter nods sitting next to him on the sofa, as he watches a domestic economy video and  get prepared with needle and thread. What you find when you come back home is a focused man and your sleeping daughter next to him, as he boops his tongue and try to sew back the doll. You can’t help but giggle and Shion turns to you with a proud smug, “Don’t tell me I’m not a good dad” you nod taking your daughter and bring her to her bedroom and when you come back you see that he finished, so you sit next to him and caress his thig lovingly. “Since you’re such a good father I’m sure that you would be glad to know that we’re going to have another one soon” Shion gasps, hearing the pregnancy announcement and hugs you, thinking about the almost horrific free afternoon became one of the best day of his life.

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[b0nten]

GINGERBREAD HOUSES

[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷｡ building gingerbread houses with the tr boys!!

[NOTES] ˚⁀➷｡ if you guys want any other character included juat comment and i’ll add them!! happy late christmas <3

ABSOLUTELY DEVOURS : you would have never thought he would take this seriously, but he did. he prepares the frosting, asks you about where you want the candies to be put and what aesthetic you want to go for. he’s THE architect of gingerbread houses and trust, he will make that house the sturdiest one the earth has ever seen. don’t be fooled though, he’s still gonna dip his finger in that frosting and smudge it on your face, but not before he makes you happy by finishing the house.

➷｡ TAKEOMI , RAN, DRAKEN, CHIFUYU, INUPI, MITSUYA, KAKUCHO

tries his… best: he’s still sloppy with it, and the frosting melts until he understands what you want the house to look like, but he tries his best best — runs to put the melting frosting in the fridge in hopes of saving it, tries to be extra careful with his movements — but it all seems in vain. the house looks like an old shed that’s about to fall, but at least he made you laugh.

➷｡ BAJI, RINDOU, KOKO, HAKKAI, MOCHI, SHINICHIRO, ANGRY, IZANA, SANZU, KAZUTORA

doesn’t take it seriously… at all: he’s not being mean on purpose, but he really can’t fathom building that gingerbread house successfully. the gingerbread smells funky, you’ve left him the task of preparing the frosting which in all honesty was the worst idea ever — it’s sloppy, it’s clumpy— and he’s already eaten half of the candies you guys were supposed to use as decor while you’re exasperating on the floor, next to him. but he looks at you, smiling, and you burst out laughing, rolling on the carpet and he joins too and you’re both left a giggling mess.

➷｡ HANMA, MIKEY, WAKASA, SMILEY, SHION

[skelliko]

Tokyo revengers |°- random head cannons that I had stored

๑ Hanma ironically and out of nowhere 'sang' twist by Korn next to kisaki to get his reaction which caused kisaki to immediately whip his head over at the doofus with genuine fear in his eyes, he took a step backwards from Hanna, hands up and everything. but after a few seconds of staring at the 'possessed' specimen he just annoyingly does a "what the fuck is wrong with you..."

๑ ran doesn't crack his bones/knuckles often but if someone's around him that absolutely despises the sound of cracking bones he'd do it continuously without a care and finds major enjoyment in watching the person's face scrunch up in discomfort, sometimes he snickers too

๑ while chifuyu was in his 'major delinquent era, thinking he's better than everyone else' he was walking down the school stairs all cool and trying to be intimidating but then slipped on one of the stairs and fell on his butt. only one person saw but the amount of embarrassment he got from that when they made eye contact made him want to disappear from earth -this caused him to always be slow and actually look out for the steps so that it doesn't happen again.

๑ seishu finds it hilarious to fake a laugh at someone's awful joke for a second or two but then immediately go dead silent and just stare at the person with no seen emotion at all

๑ seishu is amazing at cooking, he's like a chef. but where'd he learn all this from? he doesn't answer, it's basically a mystery. but in his room he hides written down recipes that he copied out from books and other places

๑ when Baji was younger he decided to try and cook his own food for himself but accidently set a kitchen towel on fire by mistakingly setting it on top of the wrong oven circle -out of panic he got rid of it by quickly throwing it out the window in a panic making it land on someone's car windshield

๑ kazutora is actually quite close with Baji's mom. at some point he slipped up when calling out for her and accidentally called her 'mom' and sure enough he got embarrassed real quick and by a lot. ryoko took pride into that title tho, knowing that she mistakenly got called mom by someone else other than her own son made her feel oddly happy - although she mentioned that kazu is fine in calling her 'mom' he never did it again cause he still finds it embarrassing

๑ kazutora secretly takes photos of his friends crushes and sniggers about it while showing it to his friend. it's basically his little thing whenever he's told that someone has a crush, he doesn't do it to a big extent but just one of two pictures and it's usually just from the back or the side. he's been told multiple of times to quit and delete them but secretly they all knows he's doing them a favour cause when kazu sends them the photos they don't delete 'em

๑ peh holds grudges against people just for the sake of it, if he met someone and they had accidentally done something like step on peh's shoe then the next time they see eachother he would death stare them until they walk past and out of eye view, sometimes he just randomly feels like making enemies even despite being on 'silent and mutural' terms with someone.

๑ when akkun first had the thought of becoming a hairdresser he attempted in cutting his own hair and it actually turned out pretty good, cause of this he ended up cutting makotos hair however akkun had purposely cut his hair badly out of revenge for leaving 'filthy magazines' in akkuns room where his mom had found- making him to be unintentionally framed by makoto

๑ kisaki has a shit tone of books about manipulation and how to read people, how to carefully plot plans and use everything and anything to his own advantage even if things don't work out

๑ the reason why shion get frequent stomach aces is cause he has a bit of sweet tooth, he doesn't get hungry often so he forgets to actually eat a propper meal sometimes but when he sees something sweet and colourful he can't help but take more than a peck at it.

๑ at some point mitsuya accidentally knocked over a massive jar of beads over at the sowing club and took 2 hours collecting each one

๑ when taiju first started mending to his restaurant he had a bit of a high temper and would crack easily to his new employees if they spilled something or cut up a carrot with incorrect sizes, but after getting used to owning a business he somehow became the 'best boss' and grew to be pretty chill even if someone does a mistake - unless if it's a continuous mistake, then he'll get pissed

๑ taiju had a massive fixation with sharks and cool, colourful looking fish when he was younger. going to aquariums on a daily basis and as a kid he had collected little figurines of sharks, orcas and killer whales that he displayed. up till now he still have one of the shark toys displayed on a shelf since it was his all time favourite.

๑ yazuha hates bugs (cannon) and at some point she saw a weird looking incest in the bathroom and was begging hakkai to kill it or simply get it away for her but even he was disgusted by it so they kept on going back and forth about what to do about it before they both decided to team up and tackle it together. yazuha put a cup over it but while doing so the cup got knocked over from her shaky hands causing the both of them to scream as the bug started to move about but hakkai quickly put the cup back over it. they had to take a small breather and relax a little from the nerves before following through any more.

๑ Hina has a small collection of cute keychains, some of them are small plushies and a few are her favourite characters and others are random, small objects. she has some hanging on many different bags, her keys and a few hanging on thumb tacks that are stuck in a cork board on display

๑ Hina is really confrontational about anything that bothers her for other people's sake, in class most people try not to say anything rude about other people knowing that she'll over hear and they'll get their ear bitten off by her. cause of this she's kinda like the school hero against the bullies.

 ♡---

[schrodingers-romy]

Care [Madarame Shion x Reader]

Pairing: Madarame Shion x GN!Reader Word count: ~700 [Ao3 Link]

Summary: Caring for Shion after he gets a stomach ache

Warnings: none really; reader has no gendered pronouns

Notes: short lil fluff piece for my boy's belated bday <3 barely edited but I think it's cute

“I can’t believe you’re being so cruel to me,” your boyfriend moaned, still clutching his stomach.

“It’s hard to feel sympathy for you when you did this to yourself.” Despite your somewhat harsh words, you were still gentle with him. You grabbed his hand, pulling it from his abdomen so you could replace it with a warm water bottle. Shion let out a small sigh of relief once the warmth hit his muscles and melted into the heat. You tried to drop his hand, but he refused to let you go, instead threading his fingers through yours and yanking you onto the bed with him.

You pulled an awkward half-shoulder-roll to avoid flopping down onto Shion’s already painful stomach, instead landing on your back next to him with an overdramatic “oof”.

Shion took the opportunity to snuggle into your side, wrapping one lanky arm around you while the other kept the warm bottle pressed to his abdomen.

You let out a light huff of a laugh, letting yourself be held. You stretched one arm around his shoulders so you could scratch your fingers through the long blond hair on the unshaven side of his head. He pressed his head up into your hand, like a fussy pet demanding more attention from its owner. “You’re not a mad dog, you’re just a little puppy, aren’t you,” you cooed.

Shion pouted up at you. “That’s not fair! I’m sick, I need the attention.”

“You wouldn’t BE so sick if you hadn’t decided to eat all that spicy curry yesterday.”

He doesn’t reply to that.

You had tried to stop him from having that curry yesterday, knowing how sensitive his stomach was, but he wouldn’t listen. Your boyfriend liked to brag about having an iron stomach (like an absolute liar). He especially liked to keep up the illusion in front of his Tenjiku friends, as if they all weren’t aware about his belly issues after knowing him for years. But it was his birthday, so you decided he could be allowed one bad decision as a reward for surviving another year (with your help, of course).

And now here you both were, dealing with the consequences of Shion’s actions.

“Do you want any tea?” you asked him softly, noticing him wince a bit, no doubt at another wave of cramps.

He shook his head. “Jus’ wanna cuddle.”

You relaxed into his side and continued your ministrations in his hair. Your boyfriend was a warm, comforting weight next to you as the two of you laid together, simply basking in quiet companionship.

Shion was the first to break the silence, his tone uncharacteristically soft. “…thank you.”

“For what?” you murmured.

“For takin’ care of me,” he said. He suddenly seemed very interested in the bottle on his stomach, looking down at it as his blunt nails picked at its edges. “I know I’m a hassle sometimes…an’ I’m glad you put up with me.”

You were silent for a moment. He was right; he was a hassle. He didn’t think before he spoke, he got into fights, he got beaten up in half of those fights, he gave himself stomach aches eating spicy food, and he flunked out of school. He was loud, cocky, and a bit stupid. But in the end that didn’t matter, because you knew that he was more than that. Shion was so sweet underneath all his bluster. He looked at first glance like he spent his time terrorizing children and kicking puppies, but instead he let his younger cousins hang off him when they visited and gave his neighbor’s dog leftover pieces of meat from his dinner. Around you, he stuck his foot in his mouth a lot, but he was always kind, and he always held such a genuine admiration for you; the sort of admiration you had never felt from anyone else before. All of this and more went through your mind, but you weren’t sure how or even if you could communicate it to him.

So instead, you gave his hair a light tug, causing him to let out a small whine. “Of course I put up with you, idiot,” you said, tone unbearably fond. “You’re my boyfriend, and I care for you.”

He let out a single, quiet, “oh.”

It was the closest either of you had ever come to a love confession, and you both knew it.

“I care for you too. ‘Cause you’re mine jus’ like I’m yours,” he said, twisting to press the lightest, barely-noticeable kiss to your shoulder.

You said nothing, but the way you clutched him tighter and kissed him on the forehead was enough of a response for both of you.

[koishiro]

Hi hi hi could I request a dating Shion Madarame mood board? I see so little rom content of him but he's just a silly guy and I love him

Dating Shion Madarame <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : it makes me sad with how little rom content there is abt him :( I honestly need this relationship energy so bad—

[gaybitchfx]

-🍓 Character(s): Shion

-🍓 Type of reader: M!Reader

-🍓 Category: SFW + a/b/o

-🍓 Warning(s): None

-🍓 Note: This is timeskip shion btw I just couldn’t find any images of him

-🍓 Edited: ❌

Shion looked intensely at the ultrasound images of his and your baby, there being a total of four images. He squinted his eyes harder as he brought the images closer, looking at all four of them.

“Why you starin at it like that?” You sighed before his eyes finally widened as his mouth slacked open. “You’re having four?!” He screeched, his voice cracking a bit from shock.

“No it’s the same one. There’s only one.” You told him, looking at him as if he was stupid.

Which he was.

“Oh-”

-🍓tags: @jkloserdazai @reallyromealone @secretivemessenger @lostsomewhereinthegarden

[zerokurokawa]

If I Was a Rich Girl: Haitani Brothers x OC's

Synopsis: After experiencing the Bloody Halloween fight and taking interest in Zoe and Valerie, the Haitani brothers decide to take them out on a well needed shopping spree.

brief mentions of bajixOC (Valerie), SFW

this is an excerpt from my sequel to REVERSE. The fic is called IN TIME by @zerokurokawa on Wattpad if anybody would like to check it out. It takes place during the Tenjiku timeline.

Rich Girl  by Gwen Stefani blared on the radio as we went to meet Rindou and Ran at a store in Roppongi. 

"SEE I'D HAVE ALL THE MONEY IN THE WORLD, IF I WAS A WEALTHY GIIRRRLLLLLL," Zoe and I danced and sang along as she drove into the parking lot. Zoe put the car in park and we immediately saw the brothers get out of their white BMW. It was a nicer model; even had a Bluetooth stereo system. 

Rindou came up to me first, wearing a designer hoodie and some nice jeans with white sneakers. Oddly enough, he didn't have his glasses on and wore a silver chain around his neck. Ran was suited up in a designer sweatsuit as he walked over to Zoe, embracing her in a one armed hug. 

I had brought enough money to buy a few things if I absolutely had to have them. I had no idea what to expect with these guys, and was caught off guard by the store we had walked into. The store was very classy, elegant almost, and most definitely not what Zoe and I were used to. Designer bags, clothes, jewelry, and shoes lined the walls and the floor. I looked at one of the price tags of a purse and it read over 50,000 yen, the equivalent to about $320. Needless to say, I put that purse down very quickly. 

"You like that?" I heard Rindou come up behind me and ask. 

"It's a little out of my price range," I laughed, "I wouldn't dare carry this around in fear of being robbed." 

"You wouldn't have to worry about that much, especially if it's known that you both are with us." He said confidently. I looked at him and smiled. Was he really insinuating that he would protect us simply with his reputation? Maybe I was underestimating the power of the Haitani brothers to begin with though. 

I walked over to the dress section to see a black mini dress with thin straps in my size. It had what looked like glitter sprayed all over it, giving it a glimmering look as it shined in the light of the store. This would look great on me, I thought. I checked the price tag - 90,000 yen = $575. Absolutely not, I wouldn't even dare to try this on. 

"Try it on." Rindou smiled as he took it off the rack. I shook my head no and went to walk away. He grabbed me softly by the wrist and said, "I bet it'll look stunning on you." 

I finally agreed to try on the dress and stepped out of the dressing room. Rindou turned and stared at me with a smirk on his face. 

"Beautiful. You have to get it, wear it to our next party!" He said as he came up to me. 

"I uh, can't afford this, Rindou." I smiled sheepishly. 

"I can. I said I was going to treat you today, didn't I?" I turned to look at the floor as he stepped over closer to me. I noted our height difference. It wasn't much, but he was more built than Baji was. He could probably pick me up and throw me across the parking lot if he wanted.

"I can't allow you to pay for this, Rin." He smirked at the nickname I gave him. I went back into the changing room, not before snapping a quick, but cute selfie in the mirror, and changed. I brought the dress back out and he immediately took it from me. 

"Now, what are you gonna do? Come snatch it from me?" He smirked. He was a master at flirting. 

"Rindou, please, don't..." I was laughing and blushing at the same time as I was trying to grab the dress back from him and put it on the rack. That's when he walked away to the register and I saw him pull out a wad of cash. He paid for the dress and handed me the bag. 

"Rindou!" I exclaimed, "What the hell! That was like, 90,000 yen!" 

"I'm aware, I paid for it." He smiled and tugged on my shirt, pulling me closer. I didn't know how to feel but happy and a little nervous at the same time. He was older, hot, rich, strong, and yet, I still felt an insane guilt come over me. 

I shoved the thoughts away as he looked me dead in the face and asked, "Are you going to be okay or do I need to take you home?" I tilted my head in response. I thought that maybe he should just take me home, but I didn't want to disappoint him after he just spent so much money on a dress just for me to wear to a party I wasn't sure I'd even be able to go to. 

"I'm fine..." I lied through my teeth. I wasn't fine. The constant reminder of Baji kept flooding my head as I continued to subconsciously flirt with Rindou. He was inches away at this point, towering over me. 

"Are you sure? We can leave if you-" I interrupted him. 

"I promise, I'm okay." I smiled a bright smile. I thanked him by doing something I never knew I had the courage to do - by kissing him on the cheek. I instantly felt the grueling coldness of guilt slide over my brain as I pulled back. He looked at me in shock, but then smiled and put his hands on my waist and leaned in to my ear. 

"I'll buy you the entire world." He whispered. Our moment was quickly ended as Zoe and Ran walked up with loads of stuff ranging from shoes to skirts and handbags. In total, Ran spent about 200,000 yen on Zoe alone, once again, the equivalent to about $1200. Zoe had no shame, but at the same time, she really liked Ran and had spent a lot of time getting to know him. 

We walked out of the store - I had one singular bag that Rindou held for me and Zoe had multiple bags that Ran held for her. Who knew that these big, tough, scary brothers were also soft, sweet, and gentlemanly. 

[chao-thicc-hcs]

Hi, how are you? I read your work, “It hurts when I realize I’ll never mean that much to someone, and it’s all my fault”, and I would like to request a sequel? Could you please include sanzu, rindou, baji and mikey? It also doesn’t have to be those characters, you can choose whoever, but I’d love to see sanzu especially! Thank you for your hard work and if you take the time to consider this! Love your works and small note, for English not being your mother language, it seems near perfect!❤️❤️

Thank you so much for your kind words, anon! I hope my future works will bring the same amout of joy as now!

And sorry for the delay!

I won't include Mikey and Baji, I don't rlly have ideas for them

It hurts when I realize I’ll never mean that much to someone, and it's all my fault. - the sequel [x reader]

ft. kakucho hitto, shinichiro sano, ran haitani, shion madarame + sanzu haruchiyo, rindou haitani

; when the turn tables. once, you were nothing to them, despite all of your efforts, now, fed up with all the pain they made you go through, they became nothing to you. ;

genre: heavy angst, no comfort at all (only fluff at rindou's ending)

tw!!: gn!reader, one-sided firendship/relationship, gun pointing, mentions of abuse, bullying, mentions of blood, abuse, cheating, reader snapping at the end, murder, mentions of suicide, alcohol problems, drug abusing, seizures, self-harm, necrophilia

kakucho (sequel).

Never in his life people have been so important to him, so important that their words pierced like a pitchfork.

He knew he was a villain, he knew he hurt innocent people, and this has never bothered him until now. So, how could you, a mere citizen, make him feel sick to his guts, make him tear up, cry, and coop himself up in a tiny room filled to the brim with dirty laundry.

Something deep in him knew you were special, despite all of the years denying you and assuming you're vile. In the end his anger issues and trust issues won, but at what cost?

You were able to help him, eradicate his pain and suffering, color his life and bring some joy. However, he missed his chance and now he's left only with the shotgun and cigarettes in his hand.

shinichiro (sequel).

He knew he hurt you and went over your limits, so it didn't shock him you were never willing to forgive him.

It was understandable, he left a deep wound that led to you losing your spark, miserable and insecure even until today and refusing to let others near you, embarassed to even show your face. He made you cry and isolate yourself as excruciating thoughts of ''never being good enough'' were flashing through your mind all these years.

He lost your trust for people that don't even reach up to him anymore, he doesn't even remember them himself.

Sano was smoking in front of your school, carefully watching how you were sitting under a tree, using your laptop and munching on your lunch. He was smiling at the sight of you tapping with your fingers on the device and taking your time to think of what to write down, even after the awkward encounter.

As he finished the cigarette, Shinichiro glanced once more at your figure, running towards the school entrance. He chuckled and turned around heading to his shop.

. . . .

Realizing his fate laying down on the floor as blood was pouring out of his head, the muffled police and ambulance sirens getting weaker as he starts losing his consciousness, Shinichiro was happy you were one of the last people he saw this day.

But you were not happy that your last goodbye with him was with his cold body in a coffin.

ran (sequel)

To his surprise he got over it pretty quickly, cursing the day he cried in front of you, instead of just killing you and that twink of a guard. He claims that he's gotten over it all, but even after months this encounter is still causing him random anger outbursts, driving him to insanity and even a desire to kill his own brother just to alleviate his anger. Ran seemed way more erratic, unstable and quick to anger as days passed by. The man tried to ease this by sleeping with women, but lowered his guard and ended up used by every single one of them.

Now he knew what it was like, being used up and then thrown on the ground, laughed at and left overthinking everything from the past weeks with a bottle of liquor and puffy, sleepless expression.

He also lost custody of his child and the mother filed a restraining order against both of them after he hit her and his child.

Ran stalked you, waiting for the perfect day to get his revenge. However you're not stupid, you knew he would be a pain in the ass and hired a guard, who works for another, albeit small, powerful mafia.

He deleted all of his social media, stopped going that much outside and settled down to work from home, eradicated all evidence of his exsistence, just so you think he's dead or just dissappeared, lower your guard and blunt your intuition. He bought extentions, dyed his hair to match them, and dressed blandly. Eventually he was able to abduct you and lock you in his basement, turning you into his favourite toy.

Even after your heart stopped beating, he was still enjoying the feeling of you between his thighs.

Is this what insanity feels like?

shion. (sequel)

His mind was still conscious while you were assaulting him, ruthlessly impaling him with the sharp item in your hand. He was able to process a glimpse of the things you were doing to him, a tiny teardrop going down his cheeks, as his eyes lost all color. He attempted to reach for your chin and feel you for the last time, but this is when you did the fatal blow that ended his life.

You opened your leather backpack and took out the food you bought before, casually sitting on his lifeless body, eating as the burger buns soaked the blood on your hands. ''It tastes better with a nice view.'' you mumbled.

Couple of years passed and you were sitting there, looking at your new lover, who happened to resemble Shion immaculately. The hair, the stern look, the physique. All the same. But at the same time radically different in spiritual terms. His demeanor meek and gentle. You felt the chills every time you looked in his eyes for longer than 2 seconds, reminiscing your past with the blonde.

It felt weird, anxiety creeping on your bones and nerves when he approaches you, still not over your abusive ex, the resemblance was uncanny. And the memories of you almost beheading him oftentimes flashed through your mind, what matters is that nobody will ever find out. You have your own tricks on how to get away with murder.

sanzu (+sequel)

Your mind was going in all shades of the rainbow as Sanzu was screaming at you in gibberish, equally as high as you.

He managed to get you into taking drugs with him so it could be easier to mentally damage you and chain you to himself. He succeeded, you were addicted to him and his pills, waiting eagerly everyday for your dose of brief embarking in another universe. Your brain was fried and you were on the verge of blacking out, just like every night. You don't know why aren't you already used to it. His screeching pounding on the inside of your skull, your eyes bloodshot red from the lack of sleep and you not blinking at all, staring at one spot, shaking like a leaf.

- You're nothing without me! You're miserable, you are ready to follow like a dog, drenching yourself with a concoction of tears and blood for someone else's benefit, you're worthless and have absolutely no value!

Overdosing on those potent drugs tickled his anger issues and made him almost kill you every time he encountered you while in this state, you were about to go in your room when he threw a chair at you and it hit your ankle, causing you to fall down and shriek in pain. You were unable to move, you were already tired from crying and skipping meals, hugging yourself as cold sweat went down your body.

-L-leave me a-al- you couldn't even finish a sentence without stuttering and zoning out or forgetting how to pronounce words.

-Oh heck yeah I will leave you alone, I will leave you here crying and screeching while I go on with my life and fuck others relentlessly while you are only left with missing my touch and drugs, craving me like a piece of meat! The others will be screaming my name and ending drenched in my juices and you still won't even have the courage to leave me.

You've known him since childhood, you grew up together, played games, and crushed on each other. However due to your strict upbringing, both of you waited until you were old enough to handle a relationship, but everything got worse over the years, with Sanzu's overflowing worshipping of Mikey and his growing intimacy with pills, and your deteriorating relationship with your parents, mental state, failures and you losing yourself over someone who didn't even love you.

The cheating, the manipulation, the abuse, this wasn't the Sanzu you grew up and played hopscotch with, you didn't even know who he had become. You were desperate to make things work, and forced yourself to dodrugs with him, hoping he will at least love you more if you shared ''hobbies''. And there he was now, proving once again all your work was futile, using the most dastardly words known to human to degrade you and make you feel small in your own house. You knew you would still feel pain, but consented anyways, because deep down was a searing love for this man.

You still loved him, every time you were sober, you were there to help him with the headaches and stomachaches, patched up his wounds. Sanzu never talked to you when he was sober, though, he ignored you and only paid attention to you only if it was related to his gang or using you to his advantage.

He even reached so far to make you watch him have the most gut-wrenching intercourse with a random cheap lowlife he hooked up with, enjoying how you cry for him and whimper in hurt and betrayal.

Sanzu liked to see you beg for the smallest things. He just felt like nagging with you all the time, so he tried his best to find the smallest mistakes and nitpick on them, growing the stems of your insecurities.

There were days where he didn't even look at you, slept on the couch, made himself food, and just acted like you were an inanimate object. Walked past you and didn't bat an eye if he accidentaly bumped into you. Your sanity depended on his mood and behavior.

The silence between you was loud, too loud it made your head hurt and feel heavy. He would take all your money, because ''you didn't deserve them since you don't bring anything to the table'', took away everything he didn't like that you buy because ''it's too ugly in his opinion''.

He did try leaving you, but he wasn't able to manipulate other people into staying with him, nobody was able to stand his erratic behaviour when he was high. You were feeble-minded and he already managed to imprison you and make you his puppy, so why leave you and waste all his ''effort''?

The day you snapped is engraved between his brain folds, the way you looked, the tears, the blood from your body, the messy hair, the torn clothes, your words filled with poison and pain. And especially, your eyes filled with fury and contempt. It was the first time he felt hurt seeing what his tomfoolery led you to.

. . . . . .

You overdosed on pills, cut your hair, cried and inflicted harm on yourself. Sanzu was sober, to his surprise, but finally saw what it was like being high, you were just an alternative version of his intoxicated state. You've had enough of this torture of a relationship.

- Y/n...? Did you fucking inhale my damn pills? - Sanzu tried hiding the shaking of his voice, but didn't succeed.

- N-no, I-i just - something in you snapped all of a sudden and you impulsively took a sharp glass shard from the broken bottle of alcohol you drank alongside the pills. Glenfarclas 12 year old single malt scotch whisky, both of you's favourite alcohol, drinking a glass of it after a fight to soothe the bitterness between you. Something propelled you to scream like crazy and swing the piece trying to impale the person you once called your lover, who was evading all of it, but tripped and fell to his nates.

Sanzu tried to look stern, but he was panting like crazy and looking around in panic, trying to find a way to escape. But when he turned his head towards you, suddenly, your eyes had a different sparkle and emotion in them that made him relax. Even if you wanted him dead that moment, he still managed to hit your soft spot with just his presence. All of your memories together, good and bad, he is still Haruchiyo Akashi. You still held hope. Whilst reaching out to hug him, your hands drowning in blood, yearning to hug him and feel his hands wrap around you like a precious ornament, suddenly your eyes went upward, mind and vision blank. You started having a seizure, but he didn't want to call an ambulance, as they will inform the police and arrest him for drug possesion. Instinctively, he grabbed his bag and ran away, leaving you there.

You had a brain hemorrhage, the pills and alcohol shutted down everything in your system, causing you to flatline. He just left you there to decompose.

The neighbors found you when the stench of your rotting carcass was spreading around, weeks after the incident. You were cremated by your parents' wish, because you had no ''true'' family in the first place that would want to burden themselves to cover the expenses of the funeral, but they kept your ashes in a small urn in your old bedroom.

. . . .

Ten years, ten damned years and this was still making him go insane. After the accident with you his life went downhill. He couldn't focus on his work, increased his dose and failed to complete everything he was assigned. He pretended to not give a shit about you, not at all, or at least he tried, albeit failing.

He actually felt something.... could it be, despondency? From a person who he saw as nothing? He lost his precious toy, the only person who could handle him. Eventually he was kicked out from the gang, got submerged with bills and debt, and ended up homeless, with stubble on his face and alopecia because of the severe stress he was subjected to.

Every time he remembered you his stomach was tickling, he realized he had a close bond with you, he realized you could've actually help him and drag him out of the shithole and help him reach the catharsis of becoming a better self. Since early childhood you saved him from thousands of troubles he involved himself into, gave your sholder for him to cry on, allowed him to be vulnerable in your embrace and filled his body with a new, purer blood, and now you're gone, probably laughing at him from the outerworld. Sanzu was not able to afford drugs anymore, and his sobriety stabilized his senses, and he realized how special you were. The only beam of hope and warmth.

Thankfully the apartment you died in was never rented by anyone. Rumours swiftly spread after your death, people thought your ghost was roaming there and were too scared to even glance at the front door engulfed in spider webs. Sanzu often visited the place to sleep in and stared at the dry blood on the ground and walls, crying and cursing himself for leading you to this.

rindou (+sequel)

The feeling of being overpowered by his brother and constantly living in his shadow plagued Rindou's mind. All the applause and credit for the hard work he was busting his ass for was aimed at his brother. Ran was the one who took the credit and profited more, leading him into becoming an insufferable stuck-up, who only got in his way, as Rindou was always saying.

His inferiority complex rooted from there his mental state and confidence went downhill, and he couldn't stand still nor remain calm without some form of reassurance, so he frequently organized pity parties and his co-workers had to bear with his whining. Unfortunately you were the victim of the self-conscious man, allowing yourself to fall into a trap of thorns and venomous snakes piercing your spiritual flesh. Rindou made sure to make you pity him, to make you feel the same way he does, just so he could ease his soul.

He loved you, he really did, so he wanted to share emotions with you, he wanted to teach you to be strong, so you don't get hurt just like him. From trying to stop you from doing what you love and saying how awful you are to even hiding all your stuff just so you don't experience the joy of succeeding in something, just because of his own bullshit.

You still wanted to work somewhere, you wanted your own money, because Rindou would never spoil you or give you anything money related, because he perceived them as the only reward he will ever recieve. He would even go far as to complete tasks assigned for you and gain all the credit.

- Baby, please, let me finish my work! - you pleaded as he was holding your laptop, deleting the files you spent days working on

You felt your blood boil, but the only thing you could do is watch him how he sat on the couch and continued writing, not even bothering to look at you or react to your cries.

- Make me food, please, I have a lot of work to do.

He deemed you weak if you cried, the only time he could try and apologize was when he had a hidden objective to fuck you. By his words, this was the only way to teach you how life actually works, so he didn't actually do any harm, at least that's what he preached. Rindou would seek empathy from you constantly, even after he mentally destroyed you just seconds ago.

Rindou took some rest from work. He loved spending time with you and analyzing every reaction you show as he was sitting on the couch with his hands intertwined infront of his mouth. The man slept almost all day with you, until sunset and still woke up before you. One blissful afternoon, right when the cocktail of sunset's colors were engulfing the sky, placing your head on his chest, you closed your eyes and fell into a deep slumber.

- Y/n, baby? - after what seemed for an hour he shook you awake from the nap you were taking on his chest, snuggled in a silk bedsheet as the sunset colors were touching the room

- Mhh, yes, honey? - you stood up and lazily rubbed your eyes, leaning in for a kiss

- I am worried. Now Ran will have even more time boasting about stuff he didn't do and will make me seem like a loser... and now I'm yet again useless, and he is currently probably living his best life, our co-workers praising him. - he said as a forced sigh came out of his mouth

The same questions, the same statement, for the 3rd time today. Your whole mood sunk to the ground and you tried to conceal your sigh of exasperation with a sweet smile on your face. He woke you up from your peaceful dream just to act like a brat.

- No, baby, you're better than him for the sole reason you do something productive, he's only there for decor, once people realize how useless he is you will gain your fame and he will be swiftly forgotten.

Rindou wrinkled his nose in disbelief, turning his head around and scoffed. This was one of his master tricks to receive a double shot of ego boost and new ideas to make you feel inferior to him. Even his own brother warned you about this behaviour, even encouraged you to run away as soon as you can, unfortunately you were taking a swim in pink clouds.

- Nah, you're still drowsy you can't even process information right now. I know you think of him all the time when I happen to fail, because you wished someone more competent was in your life.

- You know what? Yeah, you're actually a sore loser. - you blurted out with a raspy voice. Getting up from the bed, you went to the bathroom and took a fast shower. Grabbing the sexiest outfit you could find, fixing your hair, not even acknowledging Rindou's piercing glare. After half an hour you and aimed to the door, swinging your hips and leaving a trail of a heavy yet alluring perfume, the one you usually get more compliments for

- And where are you going? - Rindou asked as he was blocking your way to the entrance, towering over you, eyes filled with emptiness

- I am sick of being your punching bag, Rindou. Have you ever wondered why you're so miserable? Because you're weak, and if you go on with it, your brother will continue overshadowing you while you remain at the bottom. Grow a thicker skin and move on instead of asking for pity all the time. You're a child trapped in a grown man's body.

Before rushing out, you turned around and approached him. Towering over his laying figure, you began your taunting session.

- It's funny how you think that the only way to cope with the fact that you're insecure is by projecting your own issues onto others. Has Ran ever been laughed at and pitied? No. He's a real man who can handle his emotions and manage to do his own work without the help of his illiterate brother. Have you actually wondered why you're always the laughingstock? Tried to talk to your brother? You only sit and whine like a whore. All this time the ''work'' you've been doing for him was constantly the subject of a good laughter. You never acutally did your job correctly out of spite towards your own blood, but Ran had to correct you and then he enjoyed himself with a glass of whine, laughing at your kindergarten-level grammar mistakes with your co-workers while I'm sitting on his lap. His fame is deserved, and you will always remain in his shadow, alone and insecure, just how it should be.

You ran outside from the backdoor and head towards Ran's place, taking Rindou's car. You wanted to finally feel loved, and you remembered a conversation you had with Ran when your relationship with Rindou had just begun.

Your first conversation with the older Haitani was behind their bar, while you were waiting for Rindou to arrive. It took Ran embarrassingly long time until he broke the silence while

- My brother will damage you, angel. A pretty face like you doesn't deserve to be bothered with my brother's twisted fantasies of what a relationship is. I will make your life better.

You huffed in annoyance and crossed your arms, twitching an eyebrow and averting your gaze to somewhere else.

- Rindou always warned me about you, how you're always trying to steal everything from him, how you hate his guts and enjoy his suffering and blah blah. I know these old dusty tricks, I ain't getting fooled. You're always trying to overshadow him and steal his happiness away, and now even me, but I don't even like you. I know you're lying, you're a disgrace of a brother and never deserved your fame.

Looking back at this you realized how horribly wrong you were about your thoughtless trust in Rindou's words towards his brother. Fortunately Ran was not annoyed nor agitated, but still offered you help and shelter for when you realize that you were wrong about him. And there you were, kissing his lips and rubbing against him with unabashed passion and lust.

- I knew you will come to me, baby, I've waited so long for you. - he said as he moved his hips to match your rythm.

You spent the night with him, getting drunk and nasty. You unveiled a side of you that even you weren't aware you had, but it was an unbelievable night mixed with lecherous emotions. Ran was able to make you relax and be yourself without. You felt wanted, appreciated and all your craving needs were fulfilled this very night.

- No wonder you are the better brother. - you exclaimed in a slight laughter while hugging Ran's bare chest, sweaty from what was like your fourth session already

He smirked and turned to face you, embracing your figure under the moonlight creeping through the small gaps in his curtains. However, this sweety-lovely moment was swiftly ruined by Rindou kicking the door to Ran's bedroom, eyes filled with frenzied fury. Ran jolted and grabbed his gun that was on his nightstand, pointed it at his own brother and covered your figure with the blankets.

- What the fuck are you doing here, Rindou!

- Oh, no, dear brother, what are YOU doing with my lover! - Rindou screeched as he threw himsef on him.

Ran didn't want to harm him, but protecting you was his current priority, he managed to shoot Rindou in his shoulder and knock him down as he screamed in pain, holding his bleeding gash for dear life, his vision going blurry from all the anguish he was feeling. As much as he despised his brother's attitude and wanted him gone, Ran took him to the ER with you for his wound to be taken care of. The older lad tried to play it smooth but the anxiety could be spotted in his eyes and his hands were shaking.

You were sitting in front of the room Rindou was in, cold, still and stiff, looking at the ground and refusing to make eye contact with the older Haitani, who was sitting next to you, one arm massaging your nape.

After what seemed like an eternity, one of the surgeons left the room. Mikey, Sanzu, Kakucho and Kokonoi were already there. The surgeon's merry expression eased the atmosphere and it felt like all the world's weight came off all of you's shoulders.

- The boy is in a decent condition and we removed the bullet successfully. However, we have a suspicion his glenohumeral joint and humerus are affected. We have to perform an x-ray and a neurovascular exam to see if any bones are broken. But keep in mind if something is affected, the rehabilitation process involves gradually increasing activities to restore muscle strength, joint motion and flexibility. Now he needs to rest and is currently sound asleep.

Everyone smiled and cheered that Rindou made it alive. For a moment Ran thought he had affected a vital organ, fortunately he didn't. You felt tears coming out of your tears, becoming a potion of emotions as Ran wrapped his hands around you. Both of you felt immense guilt forming inside, mixed with sadness and joy. You were blaming yourself for everything and couldn't think how you will ever muster the courage to ever speak to Rin again or even look him in the eyes.

- Do you want a ride home? I can see both of you are tired and need some rest. - Kakucho mumbled as he was spinning his car keys on his finger

- We wouldn't mind, I will come pick my car tomorrow, my hands are too shaky to handle the wheel. - Ran retorted and thanked his friend

The ride home was awkward. Ran's arm was caressing your exposed thigh as you were snuggled in his jacket, staring outside the window. Everything seemed fuzzier and faster than usual, probably because you were lost in thoughts about Rindou. Ran was staring lovingly at your features and brushed your hair with his fingers, which snapped you out from your contemplations.

- How are you feeling, sweetcheeks?

- Could've been better. I want to go home and just fall asleep.. - you retorted and snuggled in him, wrapping a hand around his waist

He kissed the top of your head and brushed your hair and massaged your scalp, which led you to fall asleep under his touch. Ran carried you bridal style to his bedroom and placed you to sleep. You woke up some time later with his broad figure laying next to you to change your clothes.

- I think we need to cease our relations for now. For Rindou. I don't want to do him even dirtier than I've already did. - you nodded and hummed in approval, then went back to sleep

. . . .

Rindou got discharged with a fracture in his humerus and a torn glenohumeral joint. He didn't seem to be upset nor was acting maliciously towards both of you. What was even weirder was the fact he is happier than his usual self, albeit after your betrayal. He was constantly under yours and Ran's surveillance.

Both of you were sitting at a bench, waiting for the older Haitani to come back with the drinks and food. You were playing with a street cat that approached you, and Rin was smiling at your interactions.

- Can you put it on my lap?

You obliged and placed the silver tabby on his lap, who seemed not to mind at all and made itself comfortable. A very obedient and cuddly creature that took a liking to the younger Haitani. The cat transformed itself into a loaf and sat there. You were smiling and petting the purring animal, just when Ran came back with the food.

- What a lovely creature, but be careful, it might have fleas. - he scoffed and sat down

- There isn't a bigger sucker than you, brother. - Rindou slyly added and made u giggle, to which Ran threw his drink in his face

All of you sat there, eating peacefully and discussing random matters, giving the tabby some food too, arguing about it's gender, what name to give it and where will it live. There was a moment of silence after before Rindou spoke up.

- I'm not mad. Contrary, I even have a proposal. - that part made you and Ran choke, staring at Rindou with both worry and anticipation - why don't we engage in polyamory?

That sentence perplexed you. Your face was beet red and you almost dropped your food. Your lost all color from your skin when you turned to Ran, who was smiling like a cocaine addict nodding in acceptance

- Ran?? Rindou?? You're okay with this? - you shouted and only got a laughter from the two of them in response

- I know I was a total asshole towards you. - Rin blurted out, the atmosphere turing gloomy- With my inferiority complex and self-hatred, the only thing I inflicted was pain on you, rather than stabilizing myself and our relationship. I deserved to get cheated on, you deserved solace and the love I never managed to give you. But I still have as equally deep feelings as when I first got to know you. And I never want to lose you or my brother. I don't want us acting like strangers and avoiding each other.

Rindou took your hands and squeezed them tight in anticipation and anxiety of you rejecting him and leaving with his brother. In fact, he doesn't want to lose you and watch you with his own blood, albeit telling you he doesn't feel bad. It's eating him up on the inside, it's draining all life from him. He can't sleep, nor eat properly without his guts twisting in regret from all the suffering and torment he put you through. And the way his brother did the exact opposite.

- I-if you don't really mind... - you scratched your nape and held each one of them's hand in approval - I aggree..

You blushed and barely had the courage to muster your response. You were going to be with the hottest men you've ever laid eyes upon. The thought of being between them every night, sharing everything with them, even your own self, was exciting and simultaneously terrifying. Tears started forming in your eyes and you couldn't hold yourself from sobbing.

- What's wrong, baby?? - Rindou softly asked and both Haitanis hugged you tightly

- I'm afraid I won't be good enough... And that you will probably leave me for someone else.. I will not be able to satisfy you, I'm just a mere person while both of you hold power in your hands - you sobbed and snuggled between their embrace

- We never will, we promise. - the older Haitani retorted and kissed your cheek - You're our one and only we want to spend our lives with..

a/n: It took me way too long to be able to write again. I'm sorry for the long delay

[buccini555]

Can you write an episode about being Shion's little sister? Thank you ♥️

𝐎𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 - 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐞

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Headcanons of what it would be like to be Shion Madarame's little sister

Shion would really strive to be a good brother, however distant he might seem at times, he would do his best to be present in your life to make up for his parents' absence.

He would be very jealous of you and be extremely overprotective at times, but Shion is just very afraid of something bad happening to you.

Shion makes you aware about gangs and how dangerous they can be, but despite that, he lets you participate in some subjects about it, as he taught you and knows that you can defend yourself.

Whenever he can, he brings you gifts, Shion tends to spoil you a lot and treat you like you were a child, since you are his little sister.

Shion is a disaster in the kitchen, but he always tries to cook your favorite foods, but in the end he ends up burning everything and taking you to a restaurant.

You have the habit of going out a lot together, but you also spend a lot of time at home.

When he's in a good mood, Shion reads books to you before bed, he really enjoys those moments.

[xaeethebaee]

Best Uncles in Tokyo Revengers

As the name suggests, here are some headcanons of who I think would be great uncles. Also, the term 'uncle' is being used somewhat loosely here as not every character mentioned is blood-related.

Warnings: Super FLUFFY! Cute moments with babies!

A/n: I love doing headcanons so if you're interested in seeing more like this let me know.

Shinichiro Sano

The moment when he meets Emma’s son is the moment he takes the little guy under his wing. Just like what he did with Mikey, he showed little Draken Jr the ropes for fixing up and maintaining motorcycles. He even gave little DJ a toy replica of Draken’s Zephyr. 

Ran Haitani

Ran is proud of the fact that his nephew probably loves him more than Rindou which is something he’ll always brag about. It may or may not have anything to do with the fact that Ran will spoil the little guy with snacks much to his brother’s dismay. Additionally, Ran will keep the baby dressed in the freshest outfits and the baby’s skin routine will always be flawless.

Hakkai Shiba

Look no further than how he helps Mitsuya takes care of his baby sisters, but that is not why he’s a great uncle. It is the way he basically becomes a surrogate father to Taiju’s daughter. He uses what he learned from Luna and Mana and applies it to his niece. Hakkai is always taking his little niece out for a walk too.

Souya ‘Angry’ Kawata

With Smiley constantly being at odds with his One-Night-Stand-turned-Baby Mama, his younger twin brother essentially takes on much of the parenting duties. Although Angry is somewhat resentful because of his brother’s past actions finally catching up, he does not hesitate to spoil his little niece with stuffed animals, head scratches, and Cocomelon.

Tetta Kisaki

The least affectionate uncle on this list; however, that does not stop Kisaki from showering Hanma’s daughter with gifts. Baby girl has not started walking and yet she already owns the best pairs of sneakers and sandals. Even though he is very reluctant to do so, Kisaki will hold Baby Hanma while her dad is busy with work. While in his arms, she will grab his earring and painfully yank at it and Kisaki begrudgingly allows her to do it.

Keizo 'Benkei' Arashi

Benkei is essentially a giant teddy bear/body pillow for Wakasa’s newborn daughter. She hasn’t even been a day old and yet she’s already sleeping peacefully on Benkei’s chest. Since then, he’s basically been her pillow whenever Wakasa is having a hard time putting her to sleep. Eventually, Wakasa figured out how to get his daughter to sleep in her crib, and although it was a huge achievement, Benkei can’t help but feel a little sad that she no longer needs him.

Kakucho Hitto

At first, Kakucho was nervous about meeting Izana’s twins due to being very self-conscious about his facial scar. That is until the twin boys almost immediately ran straight at him with open arms and playful intentions. Now, whenever Kakucho visits the Kurokawa household, the boys know that it’s time to play. Izana happily accepts knowing after playtime, it will be very easy to put the boys to bed.

Shion Madarame

Much to Shion’s dismay, he is constantly bullied by Rindou’s son AND Izana’s twin sons. The three infants often pile onto him while tugging at his ears and hair and Shion allows it to happen mostly because he does not want to scare the children away.

[chronic-claire-universe]

Claireeeee my love❤️ I'm here about dad shion!

I feel like he's so protective over his daughter. Has the whole "no dating till your 30 rule" 😂 also he's definitely the type to go along with his kids if they're being crazy and wild.

I have this scenario in my head that when his daughter was a toddler and sit on his lap she used to slap his lion tattoo and giggle as Shion cooed to her and swing her blonde pigtails 💜💜💜

Send Dad Shion scenario!

[reallyromealone]

You know who else is under rated shion and can i request headcannon of dating him would be like

(He’s probably the type of guy to get you something and when you ask where he got the money to buy the item he’d say some lie cause he either A. stole it or B. He got the money from people he beat up or it could be both . And I do have this other headcannon of shion that he has a bunch of random things in his pockets)

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♥️Dating Shion would be rocky at first

♥️But once he learned how to behave as a boyfriend and be more trusting

♥️He's surprisingly a very good boyfriend

♥️His romantic gestures are....chaotic to say the least

♥️He probably if not most definitely met you due to you having connections in some way to Tenjiku or Kanto

♥️If it's Tenjiku I like to think you're kisakis brother and Kisaki fucking hates it

♥️ And Shion loves to mock Kisaki with it

♥️But back to his romantic gestures

♥️He has climbed up to your window and demanded to be let in

♥️Will fight anyone who looks at you too long

♥️He's very aggressive with his romance

♥️Behind closed doors? He's a sweety pie in his own way

♥️Like a feral dog outside the apartment and just an angry Chihuahua inside

♥️He's little spoon

♥️He will die before he admits he likes to be cuddled and babied

♥️In the bedroom? He's a menace but he is surprisingly good at after care

♥️please wear his shirts

♥️He will never admit it but he finds it incredibly attractive

♥️He's really bad at reading moods so don't play games with him

♥️he is the type to steal your gifts before actually buying you something

♥️"five finger sale baby" is all you would get

♥️he loves sitting you on his bike so you can watch him beat the ever living crap out of people

♥️He uses the money he steals from them to take you to lunch

♥️yes he will steal food from your plate, live with it

♥️In Kanto he keeps you out of his work and practically forbids you from talking to Toman

♥️He's not incredibly bright but doesn't want you to deal with Mikey

♥️He's indifferent about kids

♥️ Genuinely doesn't care if he's a dad or not

♥️He usually gets dumped to your place after getting shit faced

♥️So please take care of this raccoon personified

[reen-zuu]

Serendipitous; Madarame Shion

Tags

Fluff, Cute, Kinda awkward, First Meeting, Love at First Sight, Down bad Shion, Reading books, Fav books, Coffee shop AU, Destined lovers, Very cute, Flirty Shion, Hard-to-get Reader, Overall fluff, Swooning, Flirting, Then there's Ran about to puke when he's looking at Shion

Enjoy Darling 😘

[Coffee shop au, fluff ] ; word count: 1.7k

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Summary

Romance books just portray the unrealistic idea of love. You knew that all the time and that's why you fantasize about these 'men written by women' a lot. So reading in your favourite coffee shop is always there to compensate for your loneliness.

But what if, one particular day...Madarame Shion suddenly interrupts your me-time?

Did you ever expect that his presence might take a whole new turn in your love life?

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Shion didn't know what was going on and what was this feeling.

But he can't stand it anymore.

He wants to know your name.

He stood up from his seat, leaving his untouched latte alone on the table since he didn't even bother to take a sip of it.

It's not like he intended to do that. His plan was to drink latte for a while as he was waiting for a friend of his that was busy getting a hair treatment in a nearby salon.

But now, looking at you made him forget how delicious the drink will be.

Your table was about three tables away from his. And you were minding your own business and not bothered by your surroundings since you were too invested with (favourite book) by (author's name).

But it'll be too dumb to say that you didn't notice that the chair in front of you, that was supposed to be vacant...was settled by someone else.

You moved your eyes to the person in front of you and that's where you saw a pair of black eyes that is too dark, that even your reflection can't be seen.

His hair was light blonde, short, and shaved, making his face tattoo exposed and you can clearly see that it resembles the shape of a lion.

With two piercings on each of his ears and he wore a black leather jacket, well it just makes this mysterious man's attractiveness increase even more.

That's when you know for sure, that this guy has such enticing features but you don't want to have those thoughts about him.

Because what he is doing right now is extremely rude. He didn't even ask permission to sit at your table.

"Can I help you?" You tried to express your discomfort so that he could get the hint...that you don't want his presence to be there.

"I don't know." He let out a chuckle. Amused by how feisty you are from the start.

"Maybe you can...by telling me your name." He rested his chin on his palm. His other free hand's fingers were busy knocking the table like its piano tiles.

"No, thank you." You sound displeased. Not wanting to be disturbed like this in your favourite coffee shop where it is exclusively supposed to be your me-time. Where supposedly, not even a single person can stop you or bother you from doing the things you love.

But he is doing that right now.

Being a nuisance.

"I'm Madarame Shion."

You furrowed your eyebrows at his sudden introduction. You were sure that you didn't ask his goddamn name or who he was in the first place.

But sometimes you can't understand the words that suddenly come out of your mouth.

"So your tattoo resembles your name?" Oblivious that your question will pump up his adrenaline even more.

A smile crept upon his face, knowing that your question was electrifying him.

"Oh, so you are interested in me?"

Damn it.

This wasn't a competition, but you felt like you were defeated.

You're telling a massive lie if you say that you aren't attracted to him. He is handsome, especially when he flashes that lovely smile.

Maybe it was natural that he is charming and the aura that he radiates was enthralling, that you can't resist.

But you don't want to give in to these foreign desires. It could be a possibility that he is just messing with you or he wants to fill in his ample time. Maybe you're not the only girl that he is flirting with, it could be plenty, seeing how expert he is with swooning you.

So there's no point in feeling these butterflies in your stomach.

"Please kindly leave." You said. Anger was quite obvious in your tone. You know for sure that emotion welled up in you, not because you hate his presence, but the fact that he's just playing around and he might have done this to a thousand girls.

You don't want to care anymore.

You quickly moved back your eyes to your book. Not bothering to take a last look on him before he leaves.

But you were aware that he is still there.

Guess you have to ignore him until he decided to leave (where at the very moment that he already found you boring).

But no.

Unexpected words come out of his mouth.

That very sentence.

Those words.

God.

You can't ignore him anymore.

Because you were in a trance, after hearing those exact words come out from his mouth.

"Huh?" You acted like you didn't understand what he said but you know that you did. It was just an act.

"That's my favourite quote from that book." He said.

No words can be retorted back to him.

Because fuck.

That's your favourite quote too.

Out of countless authors, infinite books and indescribable amounts of quotes that lie within their books, magically, both of you share the same favourite one.

It might just be clear that the world is trying to tell you that this very person in front of you....is one in a million.

And you are lucky to find him.

"You read books?" Maybe your question is quite condescending but you can't believe it. He doesn't look like he's interested to read books or even bother to look at one even. He's already unbelievably handsome and he read books when he's bored? It sounds like the word 'perfect' is more imperfect than him.

"Surprise, I guess."

You tried your best to not smile when listening to his answer. You don't want to show your real emotions. You're not ready yet. Since you're afraid that he will think that you're someone easy to read and predict.

It does feel like a dream come true. Finding someone that likes the same things as you. Men, that read books are not something rare but having the same favourite quote with them?

It's just too specific. This can't be coincidental.

This must be some serendipitous shit that only happens in romance books or movies.

That's why you can't give in to all of this yet.

More things should be dugout.

"Do you read other books from (author's name)?"

He then started to list out every book that the author has published . Stating which one is his least favourite and saying which one he had repeated a thousand times. Stating out his opinion bravely of which one had the best plot and which one had the best characters.

God.

You're agreeing to every word he says because you do think the same as him.

No way.

Your meeting with him is not a coincidence.

But it sounds so humiliating for you to say it's destiny.

"So this book was the one that led you here? At my table?"

"Hmm...not exactly. That's not the main reason."

He then started to lean his body closer and he stared into your eyes deeply. He can't deny it all, your eyes are so mesmerizing to look at and if he had the choice, he wants to look at them for eternity.

"Can I-

"Shion!" A sudden voice called out his name.

The voice came from the door of the coffee shop.

Shion rolled his eyes out of annoyance. Knowing that his attempt to try to get to know the pretty girl in front of him gets interrupted so suddenly.

You moved your gaze to see Shion's friend who had pigtails as his hairstyle and black golden hair as his noticeable feature.

"Be there in a minute!" Shion responded without looking back at his friend.

The sound of the bells rang the coffee shop, indicating that his friend had closed the door.

"Well, guess I am...kindly leaving."

You were quite startled to hear him use your words. It's stupid even that you yourself didn't remember your words before.

He's about to leave now.

But you don't want him to. It doesn't matter if he will rudely or kindly leaving you after this, you don't care anymore.

You want him to stay.

But there's nothing for you to worry about when abruptly, he took out a small piece of paper from the pockets of his ripped jeans.

"I can't say 'see you later' for now...

... because that depends on you." He said while sliding the paper in your direction.

Relief swarmed into you.

Knowing that you are going to see him again. It's cliché and predictable to know that he's giving you his number. But it was the only way to keep in contact and maybe plan out your second meeting with him.

As he was about to move back to his table, your words halted him.

"(Last name) (First name)."

Finally.

Shion gave a glance at you from his shoulders. A smirk starts to form from his handsome face.

Your eyes were averted away from his. You cannot handle the embarrassment you feel for suddenly introducing yourself at the very last minute.

She's fucking cute. Shion thought when he sees how demure you can be.

"I knew that your name would be beautiful."

Heat started rising up to your cheeks.

Everything was so cheesy and unreal but that was the sweetest thing anyone had ever said to you.

Still, your eyes remained looking at everywhere else but his eyes, because you know if you did try, you might die.

He then continued his steps back to his table and retrieved his latte cup. Moving his way to the door, he smiled like a dork because he can feel your stares at him.

His friend, Haitani Ran was about to vomit his lunch before this, just by seeing the sight of Shion's shit-eating grin. I mean if you were him, you will also cringe when you see your own friend flirting with somebody else.

Shion's smile is charming for you but it's disgusting for Ran.

"Dude, stop smiling like that, you're creeping the shit out of me."

While you already see Shion and his friend out of your sight, that's when you quickly took the paper that he gave to you. You don't want to be seen obvious that you were excited to get his number.

You opened it slowly and you can see his beautiful and neat handwriting.

There it was, the digits of his number.

Well, that's expected.

But underneath the digits, it was something unexpected.

You never knew that the questions that you have for him is finally answered.

It's confirmed.

That you want to see him later on.

Because this type of people approaching you will be something once in a lifetime.

You read that very sentence on the paper multiple times. Making sure that it sticks inside your core memory and you want to feel that excitement you felt, just like you've read it the first time.

XXX-12341987

Your eyes are the reason.

[angelsdevils]

Shion Madarame

Title: Secrets Fluff No Warning

Shion was about to give up on finding someone that would be able to keep him up to date on school. Even though he was a delinquent, he still didn’t want to fail any more classes and not graduate. That would be embarrassing for him. Everyone shunned him away or ignored him when he asked if they could tutor him. Most likely scared of him, because he didn’t have the best reputation.

He leaned against the wall looking at the sky, before seeing something or rather someone in the corner of his eyes. You. He didn’t know why he didn’t ask you first, you were smart and super cute. He let a small grin appear on his face as he watched you scribble something in your notebook, listening to music. He walked up to you and poked your forehead a bit. This caused you to jump slightly and look at him, confused.

You removed your headphones and glanced around to make sure no one was around before meeting his eyes.

“Yes?”

“(L/N), can you help me? Like tutor me, provide me notes, tell me what the homework is? No one else is willing to help.”

“Uhm, sorry I can’t…” You said.

You quickly gathered all of your stuff and were about to leave, but he grasped your wrist turning you around. You looked at him in shock before he gave you a gentle smile.

“Please, you are my last hope.”

You tugged on your arm, trying to break free but he didn’t let go.

“Let go, I said I can’t.”

“Don’t make me beg, I will do anything. Please?”

You glanced around again hoping someone would come to your aid, but everyone had already gone home for the day. You met his eyes before sighing softly and nodding your head.

“Only on one condition…”

“Anything really.”

“You can’t tell anyone we are meeting up, okay?”

“So…you want this whole ordeal to be a secret?” He asked and you nodded your head.

“Yeah, meaning don’t talk to me in school because I will ignore you and deny all accusations that we are meeting up.”

“Deal, I promise,” he smiled. He finally let your wrist go.

He looked like a small puppy that just got a treat from his owner. You shook your head and were about to leave.

“When should we meet up?”

“Uhm…”

“How about now? And since we can’t talk during school, I need to give you my number so we can meet up.”

“Fine, and I don’t really want to give you my number.”

“Please?”

“Let’s just go… your place because I don’t want my family to see you either.”

“Ouch…” he said.

You ignored it, and you both went to his house to start the study session.

~three months later~

Your head was on Shion’s chest, and he was stroking your hair as you slept. You both had gotten really close over the last few months, still only talking through text messages. But you were a lot more open with him coming over to your house. Somewhere along the way you had started to grow feelings for Shion, you didn’t know why or how. Maybe it was when he protected you against some gang members when you were out with a friend. He used the excuse that they shouldn’t attack females, covering that he was also protecting your friend. Either way, that day he would follow you everywhere, keeping a distance. Half of the time you didn’t even know he was following you around. But he admitted that he didn’t want you alone just because of that one incident so you weren’t mad when you found out.

You slowly started to wake up confused before looking up at Shion, who was staring at the ceiling. You could tell he was deep in thought, so he didn’t notice that you had woken up. You ahead of you before burying your face into his neck. This broke him out of his train of thought and glanced down at you. He had a smirk on his face and tightened his arm around you.

“You okay?” He asked and you nodded before looking up at him again with a sleepy smile.

“I didn’t mean to fall asleep in the middle of our study session.”

“It’s fine, I am assuming you aren’t sleeping much?”

“Yeah, my dad is back so he and my mom have been arguing a lot. So I am mainly comforting my siblings when they argue at night.”

“I see, wish there was something I could do. But you reject my offer of staying with me.”

“Yeah, well my siblings need me.”

He buried his face in your hair and you both fell silent. Shion couldn’t lie, he started to fall for you too, but he sorta knew where he stood in your life. He would like to think you both were close, but not close enough to let the school know that you were friends with a delinquent. That thought alone sorta hurt him, but he never voiced it because he didn’t want to seem weak. And he had trouble acknowledging his emotions and feelings.

“Shion?”

“Hmm?”

You stayed silent for a moment and sat up, making his arms fall to his side. He looked at you and tilted his head confused.

“What’s up (Y/N)?”

“Listen, I know when we first talked I said I didn’t want you talking to me in school and only during our tutoring sessions…”

“Oh no~” he began but you shook your head with a small smile.

“It’s not bad, I promise.”

“Oh?” He sat up slightly and you felt a small blush cover your cheeks.

“I don’t mind if people know… about us. Meeting up I mean, and the fact we are friends.”

“Really?” He asked, and you nodded.

“You can be yourself around me at school, I don’t mind.”

“So, does that mean I can do this…” Shion suddenly tackled you to the bed and laid his head on your chest before holding you tightly.

You laughed as he started to tickle you and you squirmed in his arms.

“NO! You can’t tickle me, stop that!” You said fighting off his hands, but he was relentless.

Suddenly you cupped his cheeks and pressed your lips to his in the last final attempt to make him stop.

Shion froze, stopping his roaming hands. He had a dust of pink covering his cheeks as he placed his hands on both sides of your head.

It took you a few moments to realize what you were doing, and your eyes widened as he parted. He stared at you with parted lips, panting. Your hands were still cupping his face, and you opened and closed your mouth several times to explain but nothing came out.

Shion took this as his chance and leaned down and kissed you again. He was a bit rougher this time, being the one to lead it. You wrapped your arms around his neck holding him closer, but he made sure not to put his full weight onto you.

He nibbled on your bottom lip before pushing his tongue past your lips. Your heart was ready to burst out of your chest, as he deepened the kiss. He started to part, but you moved upward, not ready to stop yet. He wrapped his arms around your waist and fell back so he was sitting up and you on his lap.

Once you both finally parted, he gave you a goofy grin before pecking your lips.

“For the record, you can do that when we are out. Just not the tickling,” you said breathlessly.

Shion couldn’t help but let out his typical carefree laugh before pecking your lips and trailing them to your neck.

“Noted. Also for the record, you really are stuck with me now, no way am I letting you go. You don’t get the choice, since you kissed me first.”

You hugged him and buried your face into his chest nodding.

“Not like I would want to go anywhere. I've gotten used to having you around always, you are like a puppy who always follows me around.”

“Secretly, now I am gonna be the cute puppy who follows you around clinging to you. Wanting all of your attention on me…”

You cracked a small smile and pressed your lips to his again and he sighed softly.

“Mm, I can get used to these kisses…” “Me too,” you said nudging your nose against his.

© [@angelsdevils] all rights reserved. none of my posts or stories should be modified, reposted, etc. I do not own the character or the fanart, but I own the plots of these stories. All fanart goes to their appropriate owners.

[chochuuya]

bar man.

characters that i think suit are: takeomi akashi, ran haitani, kanji mochizuki, yasuhiro muto, south terano, shion madarame, baji keisuke & hanma shuji or.. your choice!

disclaimer/note: fem!reader, might be ooc, aged up.. i'm taking about he is single and ready to mingle, he is possessive and bold, usage of pet names, mentions of alcohol & smoking, overall fluff (◡ ‿ ◡ .)

wc: 1.6k [1613]

he is a friend that you recently met in a bar down the streets of tokyo. a pleasant man to be with, honestly.

for some reason, he is not present in his usual timing.

a random guy sitting beside you noticed that you’re alone and started up a conversation, your attention completely on him that you didn’t even notice him walking in, smoking a cigar.

irritated and impatient, he grabbed your face and blew a smoke onto you.

“oi, stop talking.”

your cheeks were pressed together without warning and you coughed at the ill-scented smoke of the cigarette as you closed your eyes.

“what the hell are you doing wasting your pretty lips talking to a stranger?” his tone pissed off and firm.

“he was just keeping me company. i thought you weren’t coming!”

“well, i am here. and he won’t need to keep you company anymore. he’s in my way.” he said, looking annoyed, as he pushes the stranger away from you. the stranger gives you a dirty look and left the bar.

he then took a seat beside you and placed both of his hands on your knees.

“did you miss me?”

you chuckled in amusement. his confidence and ego is something else. it’s fascinating.

“not really.”

“you’re lying! if you didn’t miss me why would you be smiling?” he said smirking, leaning his head closer to you. his face just inches away from your own.

“you’re such a liar, missy. you know you love the attention i give you. i don’t see anyone here as perfect as you. perfect little (y/n), so delicate and vulnerable.”

you scoot further away as you turn your head. “geez.. i would actually like you even more if you quit smoking for once.”

he rolls his eyes and puts out the cigar then places his hand back onto you. “i know how to make you like me even more, i know what buttons to press, baby. i know it all. do you know what i mean?”

with an eyebrow raised and a sip of out your drink taken, you asked out of curiousity. “enlighten me then?”

he leaned back into his seat and ordered an ale from the bartender. he waited for his drink before taking a sip and looking to you.

“the way to make you love me is to make you jealous.” the gent turned to your other side and smirked at a lady that was looking in your direction.

he then turned back to you.

“did it work? you’re all mine, your attention is on me and me only, baby.”

“why would i be jealous when you’re not even my man?” you deadpanned.

“oh really? maybe we should fix that then, darling. wouldn’t you want me to be your man? to spend nights with me? to be with me 24/7?” he said as his tone dripping with arrogance.

“i don’t like men who smoke too much.”

“i can quit, i promise. if i quit, would you date me then?” he said looking genuinely interested and no hesitation.

“date..?”

“what? did i say something wrong?” he asked looking at you as if you’re being a bit ridiculous. “you’re acting surprised when it should be the most obvious thing in the world, i can see and feel the flirting from both parties. it’s not like anyone can deny the chemistry we have. you obviously have a crush on me. don’t lie.”

you left him on heard as you let his words sink in.

the chap’s face dropped as he watched you drink quietly, before he spoke again. “fine, you want to play the hard-to-get game do you? it might make me want you more. but know this, no one plays the game better than me, and i know how to win.”

“i won't stop until i get what i want.”

you let out a scoff as a way to taunt him. “sure.”

“you like to play dangerous games, huh? good thing i like the danger.” he chuckled in amusement.

you take the cancer stick out of his mouth and push it on the ashtray with a smirk. you’re going for the kill now. “danger? like your past days?”

his face dropped as you killed the cigar, he let out a quiet chuckle before looking down at you and clenching his jaw in annoyance.

“what do you know about my past?” he looked at you firmly, waiting for you to answer him and it’s the first time you saw his mood change.

you simply shrugged your shoulders as you drink, hiding a smile. oh, you got him now.

“you aren’t exactly good at hiding that enormous tattoo on your body that’s peeking its way into the world.”

he kept staring at you and you saw his eyes looking over you, judging you to see if you were actually truthful or just bluffing. he stayed quiet for a moment.

“you were looking at my tattoos? you must really like me, sweetheart.. now, explain to me what you know about my past, or you’re leaving the bar with one less tooth.” he was smiling but his gaze was still sharp and intimidating.

you laughed quietly. “is that a threat? i wasn’t even judging you.”

“oh, you have no idea how threatening i could be. so, do talk, my dear,”

he kept sitting right by you, and you start to feel him get a lot closer as he takes a puff from the cigar still blowing the smoke on your face.

“and you know i can be a bit violent when i need to, but to someone as delicate and cute as you, i will make an exception. now tell me darling, what do you know?”

you rolled your eyes. you’re starting to believe that he’s just all muscles.

“and here i thought we were getting onto something. it’s not that hard to open and read the newspaper or something. i’ve seen those tattoos on the news alright? chill out.”

“and you know those tattoos are associated to gangs, right? so i must be quite dangerous then.. don’t you think?” he smirked as he continues to stare at you.

“tell me one more thing, do you like dangerous men?”

that caught you off guard and you actually broke into laughter. “you- you really are something!”

“why is that so hilarious? you’re not afraid of me?” he asked, visibly confused. it seems your reaction is something he did not expect but he was still grinning.

“why should i be? you’re just a man who have moved on from the things that you did back in those days.. right?”

“you’re a very perceptive woman, i’ll admit.”

“the past is the past, it stays in my mind but i won't let it stop me from living in the present.”

the gent smiled, reaching out to pat your cheek, his fingers brushing against your soft skin.

“so, i don’t scare you? then what are you waiting for? to marry me?”

“...”

TAKEOMI, ran, mochi, mucho, SOUTH, shion, baji, hanma.

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[gaybitchfx]

I have this funny request so imagine (name) reacting to shion cooking breakfast (if you need an example on what I mean by cooking imagine the Homer Simpson moon waffle scene) but yeah it’s cause I have this headcannon of shion cooking the weirdest shit possible and eating it with zero hesitation

-🍓 Character(s): Shion

-🍓 Type of reader: M!Reader

-🍓 Category: SFW

-🍓 Warning(s): None

-🍓 Edited: ❌

“What are you doing?” You asked Shion as he rummaged through the fridge, taking out a few things till he closed it.

“Makin’ breakfast.” He said as he got his items prepared. Seeing Shion make breakfast was…rare, meaning you had never seen him do it before so you couldn’t tell if he knew what he was doing or not.

“Eggshell. Syrup. Salt. Butter. Milk. Cream cheese. And sprinkles.” Shion said to himself as he put everything, with an unreasonable amount of each item, in a bowl before mixing with a grin on his face.

“Is that even safe to consume?” You mumbled as you looked into the bowl only to see it was green and someway somehow bubbling making your face twist into one of pure horror.

“Of course it is!” He said as he put the mixture on a pan and allowed it to cook on one side then flipped it over to the next.

“I always make this for myself.” You grumbled under your breath as you fanned your nose, the smell was horrendous. “Breakfast is served!” Shion announced after twelve minutes. “Want some?” He showed you the plate of what you assumed was pancakes, it looked like it had a face of its very own.

“Mm, no thanks.” “Suit yourself.” He shrugged his shoulders before rolling one of the ‘pancakes’ and began eating it without hesitation.

Your mouth stood agape as you just watched him eat that monstrosity that didn’t even look edible, to begin with.

-🍓tags: @jkloserdazai @reallyromealone @secretivemessenger @lostsomewhereinthegarden