#tW: recreational drug use

[mattzerella-sticks]

cas fried dean's brain

Pairing: Dean/Cas

Starring: Dean, Cas, & Sam

Rated: T

Word Count: 5k

The Winchesters have retired from hunting and taken on hobbies to pass the time. Sam splits his days between exercise and chatting across online message boards about his favorite true crime podcasts. Dean tries new recipes in the kitchen, restores many of the classic cars collecting dust in the Bunker’s garage, and dedicates at least an hour each night compiling a hunter’s bible (with its own Winchester gospel) in the library. Cas likes to garden and smoke weed. He’s combined these two passions into growing his own marijuana for he and the Winchesters. According to Cas, his latest crop is very strong. He warned the brothers against using it without his supervision as it would likely, in his own words, “knock them on their asses”. This sounded less like a warning and more of a challenge to Dean. He’s smoked and toked many different strains throughout his life. Dean is not some baby stoner puffing on their first big-boy roach. He’ll show Cas that there’s no crop ‘too strong’ for him. Dean is so confident he won’t be affected by Cas’s newest strain than any of his previous he fills the dropper with ten milligrams of tincture and coolly squirts it beneath his tongue without wincing. This will be a breeze… OR Dean macro doses a potent cannabis tincture and gets completely fried.

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[asirensrage]

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬…𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐛

𝑨 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒐𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒅, 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕, 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝑩𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏 (+ 𝑯𝒂𝒏𝒎𝒂). 𝑷𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒓��𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆.

𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐝 (𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭): 𝘒𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘣𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥…𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰. 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘮𝘢 𝘹 𝘖𝘊

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 (𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭): 𝘙𝘦𝘪𝘬𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘚𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘢 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩…𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵. 𝘙𝘢𝘯 𝘹 𝘖𝘊 𝘹 𝘙𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘶 - coming soon

𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐝: 𝘒𝘪𝘬𝘺𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘩…𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺, 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘔𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘺 𝘹 𝘖𝘊 (𝘹 𝘚𝘢𝘯𝘻𝘶…𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦) – 𝘛𝘰 𝘉𝘦 𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯

𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐝: 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘐𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦…𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘣𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘴. 𝘒𝘰𝘬𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘪 𝘹 𝘖𝘊 – 𝘛𝘰 𝘉𝘦 𝘞𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯

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[maggotstrench]

Fat cat boy... -takes a huge rip off my pen- Overly pampered fat cat boy...

[deadtiredghost]

The 7 levels of Mikey being on substances:

(Tw - drugs)

Then there is 1987 Mikey who has never knowingly committed a crime in his life.

[lycankeyy]

W. Why is is this an hour and a half long

[justvico]

here is a doodle dump i’m learning to draw hater and then sylvia

[asirensrage]

Saudade - Chapter 45

Rating: Explicit Pairing: Mikey x OC, Hanma x OC, Ran x OC, Mikey x OC x Draken Fandom: Tokyo Revengers Warnings: swearing, violence, threats of violence, murder, smoking, sex, consensual sex between teenagers, alcohol, recreational drug use, mention of trafficking, torture, family neglect, mentions of sexual violence. isekai OC. memory loss. unbeta’d **warnings are not exhaustive** Summary: No one seems to realize she doesn’t belong until she finally runs into her “new” brother, Hanagaki Takemichi. Now, hearing his story, Takara makes the choice to help him and hopefully find her way home, but faking it til you make it only lasts so long when you start losing the memories of the life you had before. As Takemichi becomes the only family she’s ever known, how far will she go to protect him?

notes: Sorry for the delay…aka not updating yesterday when I had planned. I meant to and just…forgot lol. I hope you're enjoying the fic so far. We have some…big things coming. As always, please let me know what you think! <3! Expect spoilers for the manga from here on out.

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When she’s sitting on Mikey’s lap, half naked and resting her chin on his shoulder, she makes a choice. She kisses his neck. “I think I’m ready to talk to Draken.”

His fingers trail up and down her back. “You sure?”

“Yeah,” she says softly. “It’s been too long and I can’t ignore him forever. Not when we’re doing this together,” she laughs slightly.

“Fucking?”

That makes her snort and she smacks him. “I’m not fucking him.”

He hums softly, kissing her shoulder. “He’s probably outside. Not talking to you might be killing him.”

“Mikey!” She sits up, looking at him. “You never told me.”

He shrugs. “He deserved it.”

Takara sighs softly before smiling and leaning forward to kiss him. He kisses her back instantly until she pulls away. “You’re so good to me,” her voice is quiet.

“You’re mine,” he says. “Promised to take care of you.”

“And I take care of you.” He kisses her again, harder this time before she breaks it. He chases her lips until she’s laughing as she leans away, pushing him back. “Okay, okay! Let me go talk to him.”

It takes five more minutes before he finally lets her go so they can both fix their clothing.

⛸️

Mikey follows her out, arm around her waist to keep her at his side and support her weight off her ankle. True to his word, Draken is outside the door as if he’s standing guard as he leans against the wall. Takara swallows at the pink on his cheeks.

“Hey,” she says softly, trying to ignore the fact that he clearly heard them. Again.

He looks down at her in surprise and she thinks she can see his shoulders drop as if in relief. “Hey.” There’s a moment of silence before he continues. “I need to talk to you.”

“I know,” she nods. “We can…” she stops herself from offering going back into the room she just had sex with Mikey in. “Let’s go do Karaoke.”

Both of the men turn to stare at her, confused. “What?”

“Karaok..” Mikey trails off, seemingly lost in thought.

Takara nods. “Yeah. We can talk there.” She’s not entirely sure why she suggests it, she’s never actually been to Karaoke before in this life, but maybe that’s why. It’s a neutral place where they won’t really be overheard or seen and if things go wrong, she’ll leave and never have to go back to face any potential bad memories. It’s all about mitigating the problems before they actually become one.

⛸️

Draken leads the way, paying for an hour in a karaoke room without grumbling. They grab drinks simply to erase any suspicion while Takara takes her time to browse through the song selection. If this goes well, she’ll have to come back. Maybe with Yuzuha. Just to try it out.

Once the door closes and the lights dim automatically, Takara sits down on the couch facing the television. Mikey sits next to her, thigh pressed against hers. Draken remains standing before he shoves the table over with his foot and kneels in front of her. Watching him bow, head to the floor in a deep apology makes her throat tighten.

“Dra-”

“I’m sorry,” he cuts her off. “I made a foolish mistake, one that sprung from memories of the last dinner I had in the Sano household. I didn’t mean to call you her name, Takara. I know you’re not her.”

“I–” she forces herself to take a deep breath, trying to keep herself from crying as she can feel the lump in her throat grow. “I don’t want to replace her.” Mikey’s arm moves, curling around her and lending her his strength in this moment. He’s stiff though, a reminder that they’re talking about his dead sister. Takara can’t imagine losing a sibling. She hopes she never does. She places a hand on his thigh, trying to ground both of them.

“You won’t. You aren’t,” he insists. Draken doesn’t raise his head though.

She doesn’t know if she believes him. The doubt festers in her, even as she's aware of how much he means this. He wouldn’t have his head to the ground if he didn’t. “I…I accept,” she finally says. They need to work together and even though his words have reopened old wounds, she needs to heal. Grief isn’t linear, she remembers someone once telling her. Accidents happen.

“Mikey, I owe you an apology to you too,” he says, still not moving from his position. “My actions ruined your birthday, one we should have all been celebrating together. It’s my fault. I broke a good moment with the reminder of your loss.”

Mikey seems to stiffen further and Takara looks over at him. His gaze has shuttered, eyes going blank like they do when he’s overwhelmed. She’s seen him too much like this. It’s only when he wakes up from the nightmares, remembering the feel of Emma’s body going still and cold on his back, that he reacts with his emotions. They’ve spent too many nights with Mikey curled into her arms, face buried in her neck as he cries.

She reaches out and weaves her fingers between his, holding his hand and leaning further into him.

“Our loss,” he finally says. “Emma loved you as much as you love her. We share her loss.”

Now, she feels like an outsider. Emma was her friend but they weren’t close. She pulls back slightly but Mikey tightens his grip on her hand. “Takara’s forgiven you. There’s nothing else to apologize for. Get up.”

Draken rises first to his knees and Takara’s breath hitches at the sight of him there before them. Mikey’s grip on her hand tightens for a second, quick enough that she thinks she almost imagines it before remembering how his emotions and jealousy have already been heightened this day. She hopes she hasn’t made it worse.

Draken finally meets her eyes. “It’s never going to happen again.”

Takara nods because she’s not entirely sure she can speak without saying something that’s going to end up pissing one of them off. She doesn’t believe him because the truth is she’s taking over a spot that really shouldn't be hers but she’s forced her way in. Again.

He looks at her like he knows what she’s thinking but he doesn't press. Neither does Mikey. Draken pulls out a prerolled joint and the three of them learn how to smoke it together, laughing as they all cough and get used to it. Takara’s experience in smoking cigarettes leaves her coughing the least. Surprisingly they don’t get kicked out.

She ends up squashed between the two of them, Mikey’s head in her lap, as they sit in silence…aside from the music that’s playing automatically. She feels a little light headed and dazed in a way that feels good. It’s not that everything’s heightened, but she feels like she’s left any of her stress and worry behind. The weed works to break down the last of the tension that remains from the apology and reason it was needed between them.

Pressed between their bodies, Draken leaning into her and her fingers running through Mikey’s hair as he rests on her is more comforting than she expected. It’s not as awkward as she thought it would be. Then again, Draken has heard them having sex multiple times already, so she doubts there are boundaries even left at this rate. She rests her head against his shoulder and closes her eyes. She feels good.

⛸️

“You look like shit.”

“Well, we can’t all look like supermodels,” Takara teases as she laces up her skates. Draken and Mikey are both here, but they’ve given her space to actually talk to Yuzuha. It helps that her friend is willing to skate with her. “Come here, you need those tighter,” she says, motioning to the skates Yuzuha has on. They’re both in figure skating skates this time. Takara relaces Yuzuha’s, pulling them tight to support the ankle better.

Takara didn’t break her ankle, thankfully, and it’s not a bad sprain but she won’t be able to do any tricks this time around. They really will just skate.

“What happened this time?”

“South tried to recruit me. Didn’t like my answer.”

“You ran your mouth off to him, didn’t you?” her friend asks, laughing slightly.

“It’s not my fault he’s a giant! All I did was ask where his beanstalk was!” That makes her laugh harder and Takara grins back before leading the way to the ice.

It isn’t her first time skating with an ankle that is still healing and she knows she needs to take it slow, but the temptation to pick up speed and thrive in this environment is tempting. Yuzuha seems to know it because she keeps their arms laced together as they skate around the rink.

“Your brother came to see me,” Takara says softly. The motions of skating come as easily as walking but Yuzuha is not as steady and she has to hold her up to keep her from falling a few times.

“I know,” she doesn’t look at her, focused on staying upright. Ice skating is harder than the rollerblading they did last time. “He asked to meet me.”

“Did you?”

Yuzuha nods. “I wanted to hear what he’d say. It took a bit, but I think he was actually listening this time.” She snorts softly. “You’d almost think he was different except for how he ranted against our friendship. Told him to go fuck himself.”

Takara lets out a sharp laugh at that. “This is why you’re my favourite,” she says, pulling Yuzuha closer.

She grins at her. “Not Mikey?”

“Well, if we’re not counting how well they get me off…”

Yuzuha laughs, startling herself before she covers her mouth and downright giggles. It sets off Takara and both of them have to stop because they’re laughing too hard.

⛸️

“So I’m gonna do what you’d classify as something stupid,” Takara says on their third lap around the ice. She’s waved to the guys each time they pass them, but the first time sent Yuzuha giggling again when Mikey tried to stop her and that made Takara laugh as she darted them out of the way.

“What now?”

Takara falls silent, wondering how to say it. She’s already told Mikey and Draken about it, but asked them not to say anything. The only reason either of them know is because she knows Mikey would never let her out of his sight without a good reason. Takara tells Yuzuha quietly, making sure they’re not heard despite the way their voices can echo if they’re loud enough. Yuzuha stops skating and forces Takara to follow.

“You’re sure?”

Takara nods. “I know it’s extreme but I think it’s…the best choice. It’s not going to be easy, but it’ll end things quickly and we won’t have to worry about…” she trails off.

Yuzuha stares at her for a long moment. “Do…do you need help?”

Affection floods through Takara at the question. Yuzuha doesn’t try to convince her to change her mind, doesn’t really question it. It’s complete trust that her friend has in her and it’s enough to cement this choice in Takara’s mind. “No,” she says softly, hugging the girl quickly. “I’ll be fine.”

⛸️

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[maggotstrench]

*anxiously looks over shoulder to see if the proverbial tumblr police are watching. Then leans in closer and whispers* What is/was psilocybin like?

I was high up and down for five hours. It feels like what you think being high feels like when you've never been high before. Giggly and light minded. it made me hyper like a kid, they call it like euphoria which is accurate to how it felt. Way too long to be high but it was pretty good.

[aqpippin]

Trip of My Life (Every Time You’re Touching Me) 🪻

Jackie sighs. “I don’t think this has risen to the level of therapy just because I can’t get horny.”

“I wasn’t talking about therapy.” Jackie raises a brow. “I was thinking we try party drugs.”

-

Four times Gigi and Jackie try new things together and learn things about each other and themselves while on the road to self-discovery and self-actualisation.

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[floortile34]

GUESS WHO'S FUCKING DRUNK AT SCHOOL AGAIN WOOOOO

spiked orange/cola juice lol. and the perineum tingles is making me wanna ride my big sis. fuckk i need her cum inside me >///<

[steddieunderdogfics]

they told me all of my cages were mental (so I got wasted like all my potential) by captainboomeraangs

@stevestark

Rating: General

13,011 words, 1/1 chapters

Archive Warning: No Warnings

Tags: Drinking, Recreational Drug Use, Bisexual Crisis, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Bisexual Eddie Munson, Eddie Munson Lives, Angst with a Happy Ending, slow-ish build

Summary:

"He’s done fighting it. Eddie Munson crawled under his skin back during his freshman year, and never really clawed his way back out." A series of events dating from pre-season 1 through season 4. Eddie and Steve keep crossing paths and...it doesn't always end well.

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[mrshayakawaa]

Honest question, ignoring the fact that in 1997 Japan , weed was like a suuuper taboo, just as well as illegal, (which, it still is). Do you all think aki would smoke weed? I honestly think it’s pretty funny to imagine, and not too far fetched. Denji power and Aki seems like a dream blunt rotation ngl. I just want opinions tho, honestly I think he’d try it with some convincing.

Although I’m not sure how I feel about Denji and Power while high.

[diiistcntlands]

Rumor has it Marsha got high once and raised everyone's fridge. Including Rin's.

Marsha rubs her temple, already irritated. ❝High? As in on drugs? But I've never taken drugs...ever? Also Rin's fridge? Isn't that full of leeks right now?❞

@aonokumura (mentioned)

rumor has it // open & accepting

[wintershub]

My sister is so cool ya'll

[asirensrage]

Saudade - Chapter 47

Rating: Explicit Pairing: Mikey x OC, Hanma x OC, Ran x OC, Mikey x OC x Draken Fandom: Tokyo Revengers Warnings: swearing, violence, threats of violence, murder, smoking, sex, consensual sex between teenagers, alcohol, recreational drug use, mention of trafficking, torture, family neglect, mentions of sexual violence. isekai OC. memory loss. unbeta’d **warnings are not exhaustive** Summary: No one seems to realize she doesn’t belong until she finally runs into her “new” brother, Hanagaki Takemichi. Now, hearing his story, Takara makes the choice to help him and hopefully find her way home, but faking it til you make it only lasts so long when you start losing the memories of the life you had before. As Takemichi becomes the only family she’s ever known, how far will she go to protect him?

notes: And here we have another look into Takara's life and the aftermath of her last major actions. Let me know what you think! Big things are coming. Thanks for reading! Expect spoilers for the manga from here on out.

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Kanto Manji expands exponentially with the absorption of Rokuhara and Brahman. Thankfully, Rokuhara has few executives and none that want a role alongside Takara and Mikey. Instead, Wakasa and Benkei from Brahman join their ranks as top executives. Senju steps down. Thankfully, with the increase in executives, there’s no major change in Takara’s duties. Aside from the fear and hesitation she sees in people’s eyes. Takeomi’s death is officially labelled as being caused by a gang, but one connected to his debts. Not her.

There are a few people connected to the gang who are in her high school. They treat her with respect but don’t go out of their way to engage with her. They do, however, help run interference between her and her brother and his friends. It makes it that much easier to slip away.

It takes five days before Sanzu hunts her down to talk. He’s one of the few people Mikey doesn’t worry about at her side. There’s no jealousy she can hear in Mikey’s voice when she tells him that she’s going out with their friend. No tension of a warning that tells her not to do it. He asks her to bring him food when they’re done and that’s it.

Sanzu shows up with a bag that he doesn’t explain but he drives her to the same place they disposed of Mucho together. The bag is too small for a katana but she’s not worried. Mikey likes her too much for Sanzu to ever do anything to her. He pulls off and parks. Takara gets off his bike without any help, fixing her school uniform skirt before following as he leads her to up to sit on the top of one of the shipping containers. She appreciates the fact he goes first so she doesn’t have to wonder about anyone looking up her skirt. Not that he would.

She follows him to sit on the edge and Sanzu finally opens the bag and starts pulling things out. She smiles at the sight of the cheap beer they first drank together. He cracks open a can and hands it to her before opening his own. She takes a sip, wincing at the taste. It’s as bad as she remembers.

“You killed my brother.”

She takes another sip as Sanzu breaks the silence. “Yeah,” she nods. “I did.” She sighs and puts the drink down at their side before grabbing her bag and digging out a cigarette. She lights it quickly and takes a drag before looking out at the water and ships in front of them. “You can hate me for it.”

“I don’t hate you,” he says quietly. He doesn’t look at her. “I just…why?”

“Because he hurt you,” she answers in the same volume. “Because a merger with Brahman was inevitable and I knew he’d find his way to the top and you’d force yourself to deal with him every day because Mikey would ask it of you. He used your sister’s gang to absolve his own debts and pitted you both against each other since you were kids.”

“...you gave me his head.”

“Did you not want it?” she asks, glancing over at him. He falls silent, drinking from his own can. She finishes the cigarette and presses the end out on the container they’re sitting on before flicking the butt out in front of her.

“You did it for me.”

“Yeah,” she nods. “You’re my friend and I couldn’t stand to see you hurt, because I know exactly how you felt and it fucking sucks. I wasn’t going to let it happen all over again. I wasn’t going to let you have to suffer like that for someone else’s needs. Even if it is Mikey.” She hears him sniffle and she leans to press her shoulder against his.

“Takemichi doesn’t know how fucking lucky he is, does he?” he asks, once he seems to have a hold of himself.

“I think he does,” she says lightly, throat tightening slightly. She’s his sister and yet not. He’s made attempts to speak to her, but he’s taken her at face value. Some of their friends have caused more of a fuss trying to reach her than Takemichi has. She’s tried not to let it hurt. The Takemichi of now isn’t the one she really knows. He’s too young. Her brother is in the future.

“No,” Sanzu’s tone is hard. “Because if he did, he’d be at your side. You wouldn’t be doing this alone.”

“I’m not alone,” she says, remembering the way her and Mikey agreed to stay by each others side. Neither of them are alone. Neither is he. “I have you,” she nudges him, smiling softly. Sanzu is Mikey’s and that makes him hers.

“You do,” he nods decisively. “I’ll stand by your side.”

“I want you as a friend, Sanzu, not another guard,” she says teasingly. “We are friends, aren’t we?”

“Haruchiyo.”

“What?”

“My name’s Haruchiyo. Call me that. Please.”

She smiles, amused at the way he’s unintentionally matching Mikey. “Okay, Haru,” she grins widely. “That means you have to call me Takara!”

“I already call you Takara,” he says dryly.

“Then something else,” she waves a hand towards him. “You’ll figure it out.”

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Takara graduates with academic honours. It’s a high achievement considering how many classes she’s missed and the fact that a good amount of her attention has been focused on building Kanto Manji with Mikey.

The graduation ceremony passes with singing, a million speeches and bowing repeatedly. When she finally escapes from it, she follows her classmates to the courtyard only to get bombarded by Takemichi and his friends.

“Holy shit, Takara! You did it!” Takemichi nearly tackles her when he sees her.

She laughs and hugs him back before looking around. “Where’s mom and dad?”

Takemichi rubs the back of his neck, looking uncomfortable. “They uh…”

“Didn’t come,” she says as the realization hits, tone going flat. “Oh.”

“They wanted to but you know dad’s work and mom had-”

“It’s fine,” she cuts him off, resentment and hurt settling in her chest. It isn’t fine. Her parents can’t even be bothered to come to her high school graduation. It’s a huge deal. Not everyone goes to high school and even less manage the achievement she has with everything else going on in her life. She inhales sharply, forcing back the lump in her throat as she makes herself smile at her brother.

She has her class photo tucked into her yearbook, as well as the fan that the school gave to the graduates, and pulls it into her chest.

“You’re amazing,” Mitsuya says as he steps towards her. “Your achievements are incredible with how…busy you are.” He avoids saying the truth about what she’s doing and she appreciates that. “Happy graduation!” He hands her a bouquet of flowers. It’s a mix of white lillies and orange coloured roses.

She blinks at him in surprise. “Oh, thank you. You didn’t have to.”

“It’s from all of us!” Takemichi adds, grinning widely at her. “Happy graduation!”

“Happy graduation!” Chifuyu and Hakkai repeat. Takara smiles at these boys. She hasn’t kept in contact with them, has done her best to keep them out of her life and the choices she’s been making and yet they still bought her flowers and made an effort to celebrate this occasion with her.

“Thank you,” she says, completely sincere. It reinforces her choices. She’s going to keep these boys safe. No matter what.

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It’s Mitsuya who gives her the escape route. He distracts the other boys, pointing out Hinata in the distance while leading Hakkai and Chifuyu into a conversation with some of the girls in his class who come to talk to him. She nods to him gratefully before slipping away, her fan and yearbook tucked into her bag while she holds the bouquet.

Draken is waiting for her, tucked away slightly by the entrance. She runs to him once she sees him. Even in regular clothes, he still looks enough like a delinquent that the families leaving the school alongside her avoid him.

“Congratulations!” He says the moment he sees her, wrapping her in a hug and swinging her around. She laughs as her feet rise off the ground. He squeezes her tightly before finally letting her down.

Takara grins up at him. “Thank you!”

He presses a kiss to the top of her head before motioning for her to get on the bike. “Come on, let’s get you home.”

She climbs on, careful to hold her flowers so they don’t get squished between them. “Don’t go too fast, okay? I don’t want these broken.”

“Who gave them to you? Your family?”

“Nah, my parents didn’t show. Mitsuya, Takemichi, Chifuyu and Hakkai came.”

“Ah,” he doesn’t say anything else as he climbs on. She wraps one arm around his waist, holding tight to him and her flowers as he drives off.

He takes her to one of the apartments they use as headquarters. He gets off first, tapping a hand on her thigh to keep her in place before helping her off himself. He ushers her inside, keeping a look out as he follows her. It’s comfortable with Draken and despite his size, she never feels overwhelmed by him.

She gets to the apartment, opening the door before stopping in shock.

“Congratulations!” rings out as the men that make up the executives of the Kanto Manji cheer at the sight of her. There’s a banner and food on the table…and gifts. She looks around, tears welling up in her eyes before she can stop them.

Mikey is in front of her instantly, shielding her from the room as he touches her face gently. “What’s wrong?”

“You…you’re holding a party? For me?” shame burns at the way her voice cracks at that, but considering her parents couldn’t even be bothered to attend her graduation…she didn’t expect this.

“Course we did,” Draken says, stepping up behind her. “It’s a big deal. Not every day one of us graduates high school.”

“Yeah! We never did!” one of the others calls out and it’s enough to make her laugh.

Mikey cradles her cheeks, wiping away the tears with his thumbs before he kisses her. “They wanted to celebrate,” he tells her quietly. “Let them.”

She nods, sniffling before she looks over and grins at the other men. “Thank you all, so much.”

“Come on! Let’s party!” Hanma calls out and the rest cheer. She laughs as she’s ushered forward, Mikey’s arm around her waist. Draken takes the flowers from her, promising to be careful with a look, and she’s led towards the men…who are quickly pushed aside as Yuzuha comes into view.

“‘Zu!”

The scowl on the other girl’s face disappears as she moves forward and grabs Takara in a tight hug. “You did it!”

“What are you doing here?” Takara asks, hugging her best friend back. Mikey lets go so she has room to move.

“Like I would miss this party! Draken invited me.”

Takara looks over at Draken who's in the middle of a conversation. “Did he organize this?”

Yuzuha smirks at her. “I think it was mostly Sanzu and Mikey, but Draken was in charge of the guest list.”

Takara laughs. “There’s a guest list?!” She turns to Mikey and kisses his cheek. “Thank you,” she says softly.

He nods, weaving his fingers between hers as they hold hands, and lets her go back to her conversation. Yuzuha isn’t the only other girl here. Surprisingly enough, Senju is tucked away against a wall, talking to Wakasa and Benkei...with Sanzu near her. It makes Takara smile, knowing that it’s a first step in repairing that sibling bond.

“Come on!” Yuzuha says. “They went all out. Let’s get a drink!”

⛸️

Takara doesn’t remember all of the party. There was alcohol, weed and other substances she didn’t know the name of. One of them left her head floating and the lights looking like stars. She had taken it with Sanzu and the rest of the night after that was a blur. She had felt great. She had felt unstoppable and wanted and appreciated in ways that she could barely name. She doesn’t remember who she kissed last night, but she wakes up next to Mikey so it’s fine.

He has an arm wrapped around her waist, head buried in her hair. It steadies her even if the room feels like it’s spinning. Her stomach rolls slightly and she has to turn over to her side, trying to breathe so she doesn’t get sick. She’s never doing that again. She feels like shit.

She forces herself to move, to get up out of Mikey’s hold and stumble her way to the bathroom of the apartment she’s still in. Thank god. She’d have hated crawling into Mikey’s grandfather’s house to use the bathroom. She trips over a body in the hall and miraculously doesn’t fall. She reaches the toilet in time to throw up. Takara’s definitely not doing that shit again.

It takes longer than she wants before she feels human enough to move again. She washes her mouth out twice, stealing a bit of the random toothpaste in the cupboard to rub on her teeth, before she feels like the taste is finally gone. She heads back to the room where she left Mikey, crawling into bed and curling herself around him. His arm moves, pulling her closer so she can rest her head on his chest. She pulls the covers back up around them and falls asleep, listening to his heartbeat.

⛸️

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