#tkrv x reader

[rygujis]

⊹˚. ♡ what are we? draken x f!reader . 592 wc . crack, feat. hina & emma, draken's a tease, i might make another part of this

for months now, you and draken have been "seeing eachother". it's hard to explain. he's been taking you on all these cute dates, you've been flirting with one another, the two of you hold hands in public without even realizing it, and your friends have all assumed you're dating, which has made you start thinking,

"what are we?"

neither you or draken have asked eachother this, nothing has been made official, and frankly, you're afraid to ask. it seems like a dumb question, but could you really be blamed for asking it? you didn't know, and you aren't quite sure he knows either.

with encouragement from emma and hina, bless their hearts, you go ahead and pick up your phone. reluctantly, you dial his number, before hitting the big green button, you look up at your friends, whom both give you a nod and thumbs up. you shake off your worries, and call draken.

the phone rings for what feels like eternity, making your foot tap impatiently. suddenly, you hear a, "hello?" you nearly hang up right there. the whole pep talk you'd just gotten seems to of went right out the window, and you start to shake. "hi."

"what's up?" you realize how late it is, checking the clock on your nightstand. it's 12 am.

"i didn't wake you up, did i?"

"i was just 'bout to go to sleep, but don't worry about it."

"cool, cool."

silence.

"so.. why'd you call?" draken sounds confused, usually something like this would irritate him, like, if mikey had called him this late and just stayed quiet he'd be pretty ticked off, but he has a godly amount of patience when it comes to you.

"i wanted to ask you something."

he stays quiet.

"what- uh... what are we?"

more silence.

"ain't it obvious?" you freeze. seemingly. you turn a very deep red, because emma starts to giggle into hinas shoulder.

"what do you mean?" you can't help but laugh nervously, filled with anxiety. what does he mean? is he saying that in a "we're nothing more than friends, obviously!" kind of way or in a "obviously we're together!" way? it's hard to read his tone, that's right in between sounding playful and confused.

"tell me, what do you want us to be?"

oh, he wants you dead. that's basically impossible to say out loud with your two snickering best friends in front of you. you point to your door, mouthing "get out." at the two girls, resulting in hina scurrying out, dragging a whiny, nosy emma out with her.

"i- uh. i guess i was hoping we could be. y'know."

"no, n/n, i don't know."

you sigh, pouting dramatically. "y'know.. official. girlfriend 'nd boyfriend." you nearly throw up in your mouth out of sheer embarrassment, but you were proud of yourself for finally getting that out after questioning your relationship nonstop for the past week.

"hmm.. i suppose that could work."

"you suppose?!" he laughs, making you smile.

"i'm just kiddin', y/n. i'd love to make things official."

like a teen girl in one of those corny movies you watch, you fall on your back and kick your feet out of excitement. it almost felt like a dream come true, you've finally made it to the next base after months of build up.

"great."

"great."

"see you tomorrow?"

"sounds great."

"bye."

"bye."

the phone is still snug against your ear as you squeal in excitement, the que for the girls to run back in and bask in the excitement with you.

i might make a "part two" for this.. in quotes bc it could techically be a standalone but yk

[the-tragic-heroine]

死鬼祭 | Shiki Matsuri

fandom: tokyo revengers

characters: kurokawa izana, kakucho, haitani ran, haitani rindou, madarame shion, kokonoi hajime

pairings: tenjiku x female reader

cw: blood, violence, major character death, supernatural elements, mass murder, angst with happy ending, kinda, she/her pronouns used for reader

tags: @akemiixx01​

—✧ SUMMARY ✧—

The villagers say that you cursed them all. You believe that they were the ones who cursed you. (Or, in which the circumstances of your unfortunate birth woke a forgotten, slumbering god.)

Very vague depictions of the supernatural here, and a few cameos of specific yokai if you can spot them! Title is based off of a song by KODOKULOVE! More characters may be added as the story progresses.

Read on AO3 Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five | Chapter Six

CHAPTER 柒 SEVEN (FINAL)

“Welcome back,” Izana said as you settled back into your own body again. “Are you with me?”

You nodded, staring straight ahead.

“Good. How do you feel?”

“Awful,” you replied bluntly. Then, “Was that really me?”

Izana hummed. “Who knows… but I like to think that it was. Some way or another, you came back—and I believe that somehow, I was given the chance to make things right.” When he looked at you, you were transported centuries back to those same amethyst eyes: divine and ethereal in its majesty, but shedding tears like a heartbroken human man.

“It hurt,” you told him honestly. “It hurt more than the day I was bashed over the head and burned with a torch. I should hate you for making me go through that. Yet…” You trailed off. “Yet, I can’t. I can’t hate you because now, I understand.”

The you who grew up with nothing would have never been able to comprehend the pain of losing absolutely everything.

“The Sano household still stands, even to this day,” you said. “But my family’s old home has long since been built over. They erased both you and us from history and replaced it with the legend of a cunning fox, who tried to disguise itself as a human woman so it could kill the village lord. Not even my mother knew the truth, as it died along with me that night.” You met his piercing gaze. “But you knew, didn’t you? You knew the second you saw me and the blood that came out from between my legs. And the guilt of it followed you forever.”

Izana said nothing.

“I’m sorry,” you said. “I’m sorry for deceiving you. I’m sorry for leaving you all alone.” You smiled at him, eyes dry and free from tears. “But I’m here now, so let me help you.”

This time, when Izana smiled back, you found that he had never looked more lovely.

—✧—

The remaining walk to the village did not take very long, and when you both arrived, you could not even be shocked anymore at the sight that awaited you.

It was as if the entire village, from the rooftops to the streets, had been doused with foul, oozing tar. The malevolent spirits clung onto the sides of buildings, adhered themselves to the weary, zombie-like villagers who appeared to have lost all will to live. None even seemed to notice me as I peered out from behind the trees near the village entrance. Farther into the distance, I recognised the looming presence of the painfully familiar Sano household and its demons, sitting at the very top of the sloping hill.

“How unfair,” you said, “that one man’s sin would be enough to doom an entire civilization.”

“Such is the nature of man,” Izana replied, voice carried by the breeze.

Perhaps the long dream had broken something deep inside of you, because when your gaze came to rest on a crumpled heap along the side of an alley, surrounded by bloodied sticks and stones and with a cloud of both flies and demons hovering overhead, you did not even blink. Probably because the body reminded you a bit of yours, all those centuries ago… and you could no longer find within yourself any remaining ounce of sympathy left for the villagers who had shunned you and your bloodline, tortured you throughout your entire life, for a crime you had never even committed.

You did not feel human when you turned to Izana and said with a smile, “Burn them all.”

—✧—

It was the night of a full moon when you and Izana led an army of a hundred yokai to descend upon the village—but the only person the villagers saw was you. As if in a trance, they watched silently as you walked through the center of all the buildings, eyes set straight ahead, ignoring the chattering monsters that began to crawl close behind. When you reached the foot of the hill leading up to the Sano household, you finally turned around.

Behind you, Izana was already waiting, invisible to the eyes of the mortal men. All he had to do was raise one hand—and then, the massacre began.

Screams blended together with the laughter of Izana’s contracted spirits as one-by-one, the houses burst into flame. Wooden rafters creaked and groaned, snapping and smoldering while people desperately scrambled for safety—only to run headfirst into the jaws of the eagerly awaiting yokai, who devoured their souls and left only empty husks behind. The demonic entities that clung to the village were swept up into the chaos, latching onto and attacking both humans and yokai alike—but they were nothing more than fodder for Izana’s army, who quickly consumed them as well.

You caught glimpses of your shrine’s men in the crowd; Ran and Rindou were all too happy to stomp the demons flat, not caring if any humans were in the way. Shion killed any creature who crossed his path, human or demon, occasionally having to be yanked aside before he could attack an ally by accident. Kokonoi mostly stayed on the sidelines, away from the violence, but did not hesitate to crush any victims who strayed too far from the center of the battle. And you watched as Kakucho, whose eyes once swam with guilt and remorse, guarded the village border—catching whoever made it far enough in their attempt to escape and ripping their hearts from their chests. When he raised his head and briefly caught your gaze, you saw that he wore an expression of nothing but cold dedication to his duty.

As buildings and villagers collapsed and burned alike, you stood at the center of it all. Dying people cried out and begged for their lives like you were a god. How ironic, you thought to yourself as they perished like ants beneath a merciless heel; you had once died here, too, like nothing but a wounded animal, without even the chance to plead to your own beloved god for salvation. You wondered, if you could have chosen how you died, which you would pick: burning together with your people, or bleeding out alone in front of an entire village’s scrutiny.

The sudden touch against the back of your hand dragged you from your thoughts and you found yourself blinking up at Izana, who slipped your hand into his. As he interlaced your fingers together, he leaned in and rested his forehead against yours—mirroring the night of your death. You closed your eyes, letting the sounds of destruction fade into the back of your mind as he spoke.

“This is not the end,” he said, his voice a gentle caress. “This is only the beginning. Let this be the day of our rebirth.”

“Our rebirth,” you echoed, and closed the gap between your lips. In that moment, encircled by death and fire, you had never felt happier.

—✧—

The Sano manor was the only building still standing after the rest of the village was reduced to piles of smoldering ash. You stood before it, matchstick in hand, facing the same doors you had once been thrown out of.

“You tried to erase our bloodline,” you told the house, lifting the match into the air. “How funny that instead, mine will be the only one that remains.”

The match sailed through the air, flame dancing to a familiar melody. When the manor began to burn, instead of the crackling of flames, you heard the humming of your mother while she brushed your hair, woven together with the whimsical laughter of your little brother and sister.

You sat and watched until the house was no more, until all that was left of the fire was the curling of smoke into the air. Until you could no longer hear your family’s song.

“Goodbye,” you said, and cried.

—✧—

“Go sit down,” Rindou snapped at you as you tried to help sweep up some of the debris. “You shouldn’t be here anyway! You should be resting back at home.”

“She’s not a doll, Rin Let her do what she wants,” Ran piped up, standing so that he could stretch from where he had been moving rubble off to the side. “Ugh, some of this stuff is getting into my hair…”

You rolled your eyes at the two of them and huffed. “You guys are absolutely useless at cleaning. Especially Ran. That’s why I’m here, because the mess should have been cleared by now so we can actually start rebuilding everything!”

“Oh, come now,” Kokonoi laughed, sticking out his tongue at your bickering. “Why not pay for some more help? Not that I’m offering to spare some of my own money, though.”

“You’re useless too,” you grumbled right back. “I can’t believe you have the audacity to ask us to pay you to help! Why does Izana still keep you around? Also, where the hell did Shion go?”

As if on cue, a bloodcurdling screech erupted from a rubble pile a short distance away, before Shion popped into view with a disgruntled tanuki dangling by the tail from his clenched fist.

“Ever since we destroyed everything, this place has been crawlin’,” Shion said, eyeing the wriggling creature. “Might as well eat some of ‘em, right?”

You dropped your broom. “Shion! Let it go!”

“It’s lively here, but somehow, it seems that even less work is being done,” came Kakucho’s smooth, deep voice from behind you, right as Shion begrudgingly dropped the poor tanuki. It scampered back into the forest.

You sighed. “It’s like wrangling with children. I don’t know how you and Izana manage it.”

Kakucho laughed, and you were once again struck by the raw beauty of his happy face. “Well, when you’ve been together with these guys for hundreds of years, what’s just a few minutes more in comparison?” He patted your shoulder. “Take a break. I know you’re excited to get things finished, but there’s no real rush. There are no people left aside from you now, after all. And, well, except for…”

A loud yell and crash interrupted him mid-sentence, the two of you looking up just in time to see Izana cheerfully kicking Shion into a mountain of splintered wood. Ran and Rindou guffawed while Kokonoi snickered into one of his fluffy tails. Kakucho rolled his eyes and set off to help Shion up, who was now loudly complaining about splinters, leaving you to watch the scene with a little shake of your head—but unable to wipe the affectionate smile from your face. You were still smiling when Izana made his way over to your side.

“You look happy,” he murmured, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear before wrapping his arms around you with a sigh of contentment.

“That’s because I am,” you replied, laughing softly. “I never thought someone like me could ever be happy in this lifetime… but thanks to all of you, I’ve been proven wrong. Even though it took a lot of pain and heartache to get here.” And human sacrifices, your mind added helpfully, though you chose to ignore it.

Izana rested his chin on your shoulder with a pleased hum. “If anyone deserves happiness, it’s you.”

You closed your eyes and smiled. “If you say so. And what about you? Are you happy?”

You felt the curve of his lips against your neck as he responded without hesitation. “Of course I am. And so are the others. We’ve waited centuries to find our happiness again—and now that we found it, we don’t plan on letting you go.”

“I’m… your happiness?” Your words came out in a shaky whisper.

“…Always have been, from the very start.”

The tears of joy rolling down your cheeks became glistening sparkles underneath the warmth of the noontime sun. “Then, don’t. Don’t let me go. Let me stay by your side for the rest of my life—and for the rest of yours.”

“You’ve gotten better with your words since becoming one with me,” Izana said. “Do you feel any different, now that you’ve joined me in becoming a god?”

“Not really,” you said, after some thought. “I feel exactly the same. Who knows, maybe I was actually god all this time! After all, gods are formed from the power of belief, right?”

Izana hummed. “Indeed. This world works in mysterious ways—but that’s the beauty of it, isn’t it?”

“At the very least, I do feel like I’ve been reborn, like you said.” One of your hands found its way atop of Izana’s, where it rested over the slight swell of your stomach. “So I hope that it’s a sign of this village’s eventual rebirth, as well.”

“I’m sure it is,” he replied, closing his eyes. His long eyelashes brushed against your skin in a fluttering kiss. “We’ll rebuild it together, piece by piece.”

—✧—

a/n: Sorry if the ending was rather abrupt kdasjlsl I ACTUALLY HAVE ANOTHER FIC I PLAN ON DROPPING SOON SO I JUST WANTED TO FINISH THIS UP QUICKLY SO I CAN GET TO IT!! also, what do you guys think of an epilogue?and btw, before anyone asks about the logistics of how they're gonna rebuild an entire village with just y/n and the boyz, there are neighbouring villages and travelers who will eventually move in and settle permanently! as for how repopulating the village with humans as a god is gonna work, idk just go with it LMAO THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR READING THIS WAS A WILD RIDE AND BY FAR THE LONGEST FIC I HAVE EVER WRITTEN I HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT!!! NOW ONTO MY NEXT ONE!!!

[lynihana]

𓆩♡𓆪 ˚. ᵎᵎ lyn/keo; hello! I am a multi-fandom blog and I write anything my little mind thinks of! I don't do requests but asks are welcomed (i get overwhelmed easily by them), spoiler-free blog, and a friendly + non-judgemental blog! any pronouns... sfw blog...𝜗𝜚

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[pfpanimes]

⌕ tokyo revengers - ran haitani.

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[windywriter]

Ran Haitani taking his s/o's glasses to tease them only to realize he can see a little better with them on.

[sxypnk]

"𝐃𝐚𝐦𝐧…𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞."

Synopsis; 𝘼𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙'𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙪𝙣𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

Pairing; 𝘽𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣! 𝙍𝙖𝙣 𝙃𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙞 𝙭 𝙛! 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 MDNI

Contains; 𝘾𝙖𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙭, 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙪𝙣𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙭, 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙥𝙚𝙩 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨, 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙨𝙪𝙗𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠, 𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙨𝙢 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡.

Note; 𝙍𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 @𝙢𝙙𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡

Earlier that night ran reserved a resturant just for the two of you in the city. Both of you later walked the town hand in hand before heading home.

As you sped down the highway with the windows open, the music filled the air around you.

His right arm gently brushed against your thigh while his left hand remained on the wheel.

"You looked so beautiful tonight, darling" He teased as his hand inched higher up your thigh.

"Thank you, Ran," you replied, feeling warmth rise to your cheeks.

You we're use to his words of affirmation but every time they slipped from his lips you couldn't help but become a flustered mess.

Even though you’ve been together for some time, Ran is the kind of man who still behaves as if he's trying to win you over.

"You're so perfect, and i'm so fucking lucky" He spoke

You could feel the smirk that layed across his face as his eyes were glued to the road.

As you were about to look over to him his cold rings touched the top of you're thigh, right under the hem of you're dress.

"Ran..."

"You drive me insane" He said as his hand slowly trailed under your dress to the hem of your panties.

He slid his fingers over my panties rubbing my slit gently.

"Oh? Whats this...you're wet just from me talking?"

Your heart begin to pick up it's pace as he his finger pressed against your throbbing clit.

"N-no.."

"Liar" He teased before gently pulling your panties to the side as he slipped a finger between your wet folds.

You quietly gasped as his cold fingers rubbed you're clit in a circular motion before he slowly slipped his finger in causing your back to slightly arch.

"Use you're words love"

"F-faster" You quitetly moaned as his finger slowly slipped in and out of you.

"Hmm...can't hear you pretty girl"

"Please g-go faster!" You begged as your body inched closer to his finger, wanting him to go deeper.

His eyes lit up as your words ringed in his ears. "Such a needy little thing, arent you?"

He quickly fasted his pace as you quickly covered your mouth a uncontrollable moaning mess.

You brought your finger down to your clit as you rubbed it as you felt your body temperature heat up.

Your breath hitched as you moaned his name repeatedly chasing your high, while riding his finger.

As his name escaped your lips his pants grew bigger as his dick leaked with pre-cum.

He couldn't wait for you to get home, so he veered into the nearest alley.

You felt his fingers slip out, opening your eyes in frustration.

"Wha-"

You looked up to see you’ve obruptly stopped in a dark backway with the only view of the headlights stretched across the alley.

"Look what you did to me darling" He whispered.

Your eyes quickly looked over to his figure to see the tight bludge that suffocated his pants.

His eye caught yours as a smirk tugged at his face.

"Take off your underwear"

You obeyed his request as you unfasened your seatbelt slowly lifting your short dress to pull down your panties.

He observed your every movement, like a predator stalking its prey.

He hastily unzipped his pants, and his arousal sprang up like a stiffened branch.

"Come here" He said, pointing to his lap as he moved his seat back.

You crawled over the center consel onto his lap each knee on the other side of his legs.

His hands moved to your ass before giving it a gentle squeeze.

He moved his left hand to his hardened dick giving it a few strokes before moving it up and down your soaking slit.

"You're such a mess"

"And your such a damn tease.."

"It's so hot when you talk back"

"Shut up."

"Aww, come on sweetheart, you know you enjoy it," he teased with a laugh.

You kissed your teeth as his eyes slowly gazed up at yours.

He snaked his right hand up to your neck carresing your jaw before bringing you to his lips.

He hovered over them before bringing them onto yours causing you to opened your mouth by surprise , openly giving him access in your mouth.

"I love it when you make sounds like that, turns me on even more than you know" He confessed

As he explored your mouth, your hand gradually moved down to your clit, gently rubbing it as you recalled that you hadn't completed your orgasm.

"Uh uh" He sang between the kiss gently slapping your hand away from your body.

"Ran" You whined wanting his touch.

"Yes?" He asked as his lips swiftly moved down to your neck sucking and planting kisses down it.

"Please ju-just fuck me alr-already" You surrendered as your voice grew softer with each kiss his mouth placed on your neck.

His lips formed a smile against your neck.

"Okay, if that's what you want sweetheart"

He gently lifted your body up, slowly putting his dick in you.

You're breath hitched the deeper you sat on him, walls tightening around him causing a groan to slip his lips.

His eyes gleamed "You always fit so perfect around me, damn I love it,"

He gripped your hips as he moved your body up and down, wet noises filling up the car everytime you went up in down with his movement.

The moon ran through the sunroof, casting a light across both of your body 's as you bounced up and down.

His hand slipped under your dress as he gave a squeez to your right breast.

You're vision started to blacken as he picked up his pace his dick curving right into your sweet spot causing your body to tense up as you threw you're head back.

His hand returned to the back of your neck, his thumb gently cradling your chin as your legs began to weaken, overwhelmed by the approach of your climax.

"Already shaking?"

"I-i'm gonna cum" You moaned in pleasure as you ran your fingers through his hair gently tugging on a few strands.

"Finish for me sweetheart" He leaned in, his breath warm against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine and igniting a heat within you.

All you could hear was the sound of skin slapping agaisnt one another and your sloppy moans.

You're orgasmn quickly came as you loudly moaned his name tightening around his dick.

He groaned as his dick twitched inside of you, releasing in you.

You leaned onto his shoulder as you tried to catch your breath.

"You did so good," he murmured while stroking your hair.

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[baby-tini]

I just recently got sick so bad that I begged my bf to not leave me for work. Makes me wonder what would Kanto and Bonten Mikey do in the same scenario. I feel like both of them would either tell their darling to suck it up because he can't be bothered by such trivial things or they'll soften because it's the first time his darling clung to him so hard and he'll just baby and take care of her the whole day (or maybe bring her to work bc he has major meetings stuff)

Everything my bf does makes me think how'd Mikey do in the same situation 😂 Is this even healthy HAHAHAHAHA

Aww, I hope you feel better love~

With Kanto!Mikey, if you were too get extremely sick, he'd have people take care of you until he was done with his meetings, then he'd come back and while he might not be the best emotionally available person too give you support or really take care of you, because he was often being the one who was taken care of, I do think he'd lay with you, it not only gives him time too rest but it also allows him too be with you at the same time. I don't think he'd mind, as long as you're not constantly sneezing or coughing on him, because I don't really feel like Mikey would be one too get sick that often, I picture him too have a pretty strong immune system.

Bonten!Mikey on the other hand, you'd be with him, mostly, 24/7. I say mostly because the only time you can't be with him is when he has too leave the penthouse, it'd be a bad idea too drag you out when you're sick afterall. While he's in his office, he'd have you sit on his lap, occasionally playing with your hair when he needs a break from the extensive paperwork, or he'll let you take a nap on the couch in his office, curled up in a blanket that he has specifically for when you want too nap in his office when he stays late. He wouldn't want too be away from you most of the time, especially if you're really sick, sure he has people that could take care of you, but he'd rather do it himself, even if he's not the best at it.

[zerokurokawa]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Kurokawa-" He stops you mid sentence. 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Go on." 

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

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

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

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

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

"I can manage without the criminal activity." 

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

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

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

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

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

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

[sh1nch1r0]

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Shinchiro x Reader

Part (1/2)

U and ur Husband are invited to see the Baby of Emma and Draken for the first time,Shin always wanted kids of his own but he and you never talked about that.But then he voices his desires to you and u confess ur little Secret to him.

TW:Childbirth,Body Shaming,Pregnancy,Angst but Comfort,Draken beeing a good Husband (he really is hes the best)

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Draken opened the Door for you and greeted both of u.

“How is Emma doing”was the first question u asked her husband.

“Shes okay,but u better ask that herself shes upstairs”he says and u gave ur Husband a quick kiss and make ur way upstairs.

Emma was in her and Drakens Bedroom she was sitting on the Bed,u knocked at the open Door and as she looked at you u saw that she was Crying.U closed the door and sat beside her,her Arms flew around u and she started crying even more.

“Hey whats wrong ” u ask her and she looks up at you.

“I am so Ugly and Fat i can not look into the mirror anymore without crying” she says and and u put ur arms around her.

“Emma first of all u look beautiful u are the most stunning Mom i have ever seen and second of all u just gave birth ur body needs to rest and needs time to heal” you take her hand in yours.

“I mean look at me i am not that skinny and hmm pretty average looking and i unsterstand how you feel cause i am beeing myself a huge critic everyday i always find someting wrong with myself,i feel ur pain and everyting but let me assure you u are beautiful as always and u dont need to worry.And to be fair i always wanted to look like u u are just perfect you know that ” tears were now falling from your face cause u were insecure about and your looks and ur body your whole life.

“HEY DONT BE SO MEAN TO YOURSELF UR BEAUTIFUL,IF I EVER HEAR SOMETING FROM YOU AGAIN I WILL TELL SHIN ” Emma says in a upset tone and gets up to look at you.

“Sorry my Hormones are going crazy ”she then apologizes.

“No need to apologize but the same goes for u i wil tell Draken ” u teaseingly say and she gives u a frown in response.

After ur Deeptalk both of u go down and see the that Mikey and Izana have arrived.

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It started to get dark outside when u had a moment with the Couples precious Baby Girl alone,the rest of the people was cleaning up cause Emma insited on cooking for all of u but u forced her to sit down and rest so u cooked dinner.And after that Emma and Draken offerd to do the Dishes and both of them did not take a no as an answere from u.

U stood in theier Wintergarden and looked into the stars with ur niece,she was a bit unsettled when u first hold her but now the Newborn looked up at u and listened to you explaining Star conselations and astrology to her,she did not understand and could not understand what u were talking about but she listened to your voice carefully.

“U like listening to me talking about this hmm.....other people find it boring”u coo to her,and she lets out a cute giggle.

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Shinchiro was at the Kitchen Counter watching u and the Baby interact,when Draken brought him out of his staring.

“She wil be a good mom” Draken says and Emma agrees.

“I mean she wants kids and i do too but we never talked about it.”he says and looks over to you again.

“Just get her Pregnant Shin” Mikey says as he walks closer.

“MIKEYYY” Emma and Draken say at the same time.

“What its the truth get her pregnant already u are not the youngest after all Grandpa” the blonde says which earns him a death glance from his older brother.

“I will talk to her when we get home” he says and leaves the three of them alone in the kitchen.

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Shin was now standing beside you,he looks down at his niece and sees her sleeping in your arms.

“She fell asleep just moments ago”u say and look up at him,his eyes had a sprakle in them that could not define.

“I love u Honey”he says and wraps his hands around ur belly,his head was resting on your shoulder.

“I love u too Shin” u say and u put your hand over his which was still resting at your belly.

After a few minutes like that u and Shin brought the Baby to bed which Emma and Draken aprecciated very much,and so the evening at theier house was coming to an end now.U all said goodbye to eachother and so Shin and u left.

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The car ride was silent till ur Husband decided to speak.

“Seeing u with the Baby.....it got me thinking if we could be that one day” he says and his eyes move from the road over to you.

You just nod and agree to him,if only he knew that in a couple of months he was going to be a father.

Cause u were pregnant a couple of weeks along already and u wanted to wait for the perfect moment to tell him,which was like hell cause u could not keep secrets for long.

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U found out that u were pregnant on your day off cause ur period was suppossed to be over this week but u never got it,and u suspected that there was something wrong already cause when u and Shin ate at a Fancy Seafood Restaurant a couple of days ur body did not like what u were eating and as soon as u arrived home u had to go to the bathroom.Shin had no idea that i was cause there was a new life growing inside of you,he tought that u just ate someting bad or raw.

But somewhere ur body and ur mind knew that something was up,and the two lines on the Pregnancy Test confirmed that.

After u took the test u went to your doctor to check if it was a real pregnancy and if everything was alright and he confirmed that u were really pregnant.And as u saw the little dot on the Ultrasound you could not believe it,u and ur Husband are goint to be parents soon.

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U were brought out of ur memories when the car stopped in ur Drive way and Shin called ur name,u got out of the car and both of u walked into your home.

“I am going to change i will be there in a couple of seconds” u say as Shin was already in the Living Room waiting for u to come and cuddle.

U got upstairs and got changed in some sweats and a Shirt from your Lover.But as u wanted to put the shirt on you looked in the mirror and u saw a small bump forming at ur belly,u looked at it and put ur hand over it.U were really pregnant u could not believe it, u continuied to get dressed and as u wanted to walk out of the bedroom something held u back,and u stopped in ur tracks u had the Ultrasound picture under a Book on your nighstand and teh test in your Nightstand.Was it really the perfect moment to tell him or should u wait.

U heard ur name beeing called from down the hall where Shin was now standing.

“Honey are u alright” he asks you and comes closer.

“Yes but i need to tell u something”u answere him and pull him into your shared Bedroom.

He just stood there with wide eyes and u motioned him to sit down on the bed.

U pulled the Picture out from beneath the Book and u also opened ur drawer and took out the Pregnancy test.

Shin was in a state where he looked at the floor,cause he was afraid what will u tell him,did u want a divorce,did u find someone new,was he not enough.His overthinking ended when he felt the Matress shift and u sit down beside him,u took his hand in urs and looked at him.After a few seconds he looked up into your eyes.

“U remember when we were at the restaurant and i got sick afterwards”u say in a calm voice and he just nodded not breaking the Eye contact with you.

“It was not because i ate something bad but i was because there is a secret that i am hiding from you” u say and reach behind u where the picture and the test were.

Shin nodded again and then he felt something in his hand,as he looked down he saw a pregnancy test and a Ultrasound Picture.He took the test in his hands and he could see two obvious lines on it.

“You are going to be a Dad”u whisper and look over to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

He looked over to you after looking at both of the items u gave him and u could see tears in his eyes.

“Honey...i am so happy....your pregnant....we are going to have a family soon” he says and hugs you tightly.

U both cry tears of joy cause u were both so happy.

After ur emeotional hug and ur confession u stood up from the bed and your Husband got behind you he rested his hands against ur belly.

“I noticed that ur belly was a bit swollen ” he whispers in your ear and kisses ur cheek.

Which made u chuckle, u closed ur eyes and leaned back agaisnt him.U opened ur eyes when u felt the fabric of the shirt beeing lifted.He had his hands on your bare belly now and was troking the little bump.

“U are the best thing that has ever happened to me u and your baby ” he says and u are grateful to have such a man in your life.And he will for sure be a great Dad.

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[guizika]

i would love mitsuya takashi x shy male reader who offers on behalf of the photography club to photograph mitsuya's creations at the sewing club, but in reality it was only because he secretly loves him!!!! it's very rare to find someone from brazil here and you are very good at writing 😊

Winter Collection

Mitsuya Takashi x Shy Male Reader

Cw - Male reader, You/Yours pronouns, fluff, Maybe it's a bit ooc.

Synopsis - You've always been shy and at the same time you've always liked Mitsuya Takashi, but you've never had the courage to approach him. But thanks to a new clothing collection, you've got an opportunity.

Word count - +1800

For many years you've been a classmate of Mitsuya Takashi, but because you are a shy guy you've never worked up the courage to approach him. So you just watched him from afar, always waiting for the right opportunity to talk to him.

Ever since you were a child, you've always shown a quieter demeanor, not wanting to attract too much attention. What's more, you've always found it difficult to express yourself properly when talking to others, being afraid of being judged or even misunderstood. So you had to find another way of expressing yourself and that's where the photography club comes in.

After a long time you finally found a better way to express yourself, through photos. You've always had a talent for things related to photography, and you were always praised for the pictures you took.

However, despite your shyness, you've started to fall in love with a boy, Mitsuya Takashi. You've been thinking about him a lot lately, but you're not sure how to approach him.

However, it seems that the gods or something above are in your favor, because you've got the perfect opportunity. The sewing club, of which Mitsuya is a member, is making some new garments for the winter and the newspaper club wants to advertise it.

You, being the smart guy you are, offer to take the photos and the captain of the newspaper club accepts, she's your friend so it was easy to ask her. "Look at you, smart guy, you've got the perfect opportunity to finally talk to Mitsuya." She says to you, a lopsided smile on her face as she wiggles her eyebrows suggestively.

"Hey, it's not like that..." Your voice comes out in a low tone as you try to find words to express yourself, she laughs and then puts her hand on your shoulder. "Relax, I'm just joking, but anyway, I'll see you later." She says and then walks away, leaving you alone in the room. When the door closes, you let out a sigh and look around the room to make sure you're really alone.

A smile appears on your face and then you let out a sigh of contentment. "I'm a genius, it was obvious that this was going to work." You say to yourself while you're smoothing your uniform with your hands, just to make sure it's not wrinkled. "Now I just need to tell the leader of the sewing club, that'll be easy-" You freeze as you realize what you're about to do, the leader of the sewing club is Mitsuya, which means you'll have to talk to him.

With that realization, the smile disappears from your face and instead a worried expression appears, doubts flooding your mind. You quickly go to the bathroom to wash your face - and perhaps hide in a cabin until next week, if that's possible.

When you get there you realize that it's empty, now everyone is either doing activities for clubs or out of school, lucky for you. You grab a handful of water with your hands and then wet your entire face, drying it with the sleeve of your uniform.

You lean against the sink counter and then stare at the cabin doors, wondering what to do. "Damn, look what I've gotten myself into..." A sigh leaves your lips and you remain silent after a few moments, thinking.

Then the memory of something your mother used to say to you came to mind: "You only live once, so do whatever you think is right, don't be afraid to make mistakes."

Remembering this, you turn around and look at yourself in the mirror. You take a deep breath and then repeat the phrase while looking into your eyes through the mirror. "You only live once, so do whatever you think is right, don't be afraid to make mistakes." You nod to yourself and take a deep breath, ready to talk to Mitsuya.

Leaving the bathroom, you head towards the sewing club, repeating the phrase mentally as a form of motivation. You pass a few students from other clubs, smiling and waving shyly to them as a sign of respect and politeness.

Finally you arrive in front of the sewing room, raising your hand and knocking on the door, waiting patiently for someone to come. Soon, the door opens and you meet a girl whose name you don't know.

She introduces herself and then you say your name and smile, "Oh, Is there anything I can do for you today?" Her kindness makes you relax, a soft smile appears on your face as you put your hands in your pockets. "I need to talk to Mitsuya, is he in?" Your words make the girl let out a sigh and smile gently, she looks around the corridor and then looks back at you, making you look away.

She tells you to go inside the room and then she turns to say something to you. "I'll go after him, just a minute." With that she leaves the room and leaves you alone inside, you go to the window and look out at the landscape, seeing some students and some birds. Animals always make you feel more relaxed, perhaps because they are beautiful beings or because you don't feel pressured by them. In any case, you feel calm around the animals.

Soon, you are snapped out of your daydreams when you hear the door close, you turn to say something, thinking it's the same girl as before, but soon you feel the words die in your throat as you look at Mitsuya. The boy gives you a gentle smile when he sees you and then holds out his hand, introducing himself.

You stare at his hand for a few moments but then introduce yourself too, in a low voice, and shake his hand. However, after letting go of his hand, you realize that your hand is shaking a bit and you put it back in your pocket. You still haven't worked up the courage to look him in the eye, preferring to just stare at the door.

"Oh, I know who you are, we're in the same classroom." His words make you want to run out and scream with happiness, he knows who you are. But you pull yourself together and take a deep breath, thinking of the shame you'd suffer if you did that. "I know who you are too, like you said, we're in the same classroom." You look at Takashi, giving him an embarrassed smile and then looking away.

"Well, what do you need to talk about?" He asks you, and you mentally curse yourself when you realize that you still haven't told him about the photos. "Oh, I'm s-sorry, I'd like to photograph your winter collection, the newspaper club asked me to take the pictures and send them to them, is that okay to you?" You stutter a bit in the first part, but decide to just ignore it. Of course you hid some details, like the fact that you were the one who asked to take the pictures, but Mitsuya seems happy with the proposal and so accepts.

"Sure, I think it's an incredible idea!" Then he looks you up and down and you realize it, causing you to stop and stand still like a statue. "Uh, but where's your camera?" His question comes out in a tone of genuine doubt, making you smile shyly and then cross your arms to try to calm down.

Once again, you take a deep breath and then look down at your feet, paying attention to your tone of voice so as not to speak too quietly. "Well, I was t-thinking of taking these pictures in the p-photography classroom anyway." You stutter and mentally curse yourself, but Takashi doesn't seem to mind. "Oh, right, I'm sorry, I have to take a lot of clothes, can you help me?"

You automatically agree to help him, going with him to pick up the clothes. "Wow, you guys have done a lot this year." You say impressed, picking up some clothes carefully. While he handed you some pieces you carefully scan the garments, noticing how well made they are and also how much effort has been put into them.

"Oh yes, it took us a while, but we finally finished." His comment brings a genuine smile to your face, making you feel relaxed around him. Soon, the two of you take all the clothes to the photography club room.

"I think you could put the women's clothes on this mannequin here." You say, picking up a mannequin and showing it to him, not looking directly into his eyes. "And the men's clothes, some can go on another mannequin and some you can wear."

Your words make him blush slightly and he smiles softly, scratching the back of his head lightly. "Are you sure about this? I don't know if it's going to be very good." He seems to think for a few moments, while you clear your throat to speak. "Well, it's going to be amazing, you're handsome." You say without thinking straight, then you feel your soul leave your body and return, making you quickly move on to the materials needed to assemble the camera.

"Thanks for the compliment." He says it before you start apologizing. "I'll take part in the photos if you'll take part too." His words make you stop breathing for a few moments, you lock up and stop, putting the camera away.

He notices your silence and then clears his throat to speak again. "I mean, just one photo, you're handsome too, the photos would be amazing." Before you can reply, he continues. "Besides, photos look better with real models."

"I don't know, I don't like appearing in this kind of thing..." You say as you clean the camera lens, not looking at him. However, he insists: "You don't have to send these photos to the newspaper, just take them as a souvenir of this day."

You were about to deny it but your mother's words come to mind again, making you sigh and then stare at the camera for a long time. "Okay, I'll take the pictures, I just don't understand why you're being so insistent." You mumble the last part in a low tone, but he listens.

"Well, it's just that it doesn't make sense for the person who inspired the creation of the garment not to wear it." His words make you blush and look at him with wide eyes. "Huh?"

He laughs slightly and then raises both eyebrows. "Sorry if I was too direct, but it's just that you were the inspiration for this winter collection." You stare at him for a few moments, you want to run and hide in the bathroom out of shame, but you know that this is an opportunity you don't want to miss and so you force yourself to stay put.

Maybe you want this photo shoot to last forever…

Author's note: I confess that it took me a while to write it down, but I managed to do it, I put a lot of effort into it and I hope you liked it! By the way, I’m glad that you like my writing! ♡

Please don't translate or copy my work and don't repost on other social networks, if there are any grammatical errors I ask you to excuse me!

[the-tragic-heroine]

死鬼祭 | Shiki Matsuri

fandom: tokyo revengers

characters: kurokawa izana, kakucho, haitani ran, haitani rindou, madarame shion, kokonoi hajime

pairings: tenjiku x female reader

cw: blood, violence, minor character death, supernatural elements, she/her pronouns used for reader

tags: @akemiixx01​

—✧ SUMMARY ✧—

The villagers say that you cursed them all. You believe that they were the ones who cursed you. (Or, in which the circumstances of your unfortunate birth woke a forgotten, slumbering god.)

Very vague depictions of the supernatural here, and a few cameos of specific yokai if you can spot them! Title is based off of a song by KODOKULOVE! More characters may be added as the story progresses.

Read on AO3 Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four

CHAPTER 伍 FIVE

Without Izana around, the atmosphere at the shrine felt lighter. Still, you were left with a nagging discomfort at his absence, and you had to wonder if it was a side-effect of your growing anxiety as of late—or if you really did genuinely miss him. Sometimes, you found yourself touching your own lips, questioning if perhaps Izana’s late-night visit had just been a dream conjured up by your own fraying mind. It was difficult to dwell too long on the thought, however, as your companions had grown quite adept at keeping you preoccupied throughout the passing days.

Ran, as lazy as ever, had begun insisting you do his hair every morning, regardless of whether or not he had anything to do that day. While his preferred hairstyle of choice was his signature twin braids, he occasionally asked for something different—and, it was with much shame that you admitted you didn’t quite know how.

“I didn’t really have anyone to teach me, or anyone to practice on aside from myself,” you explained. “Even braids I only learned recently…”

“You know,” Ran said, flashing you a lazy smile that never failed to make your heart beat a little faster, “I’ve been quite jealous of Rindou stealing away all your time with his stupid ‘lessons’. How about I teach you a lil somethin’ of my own? Here, lemme show you.”

His long, lithe fingers, which you had seen wielding a ceremonial staff to cleanse the shrine grounds many times before, were gentle when they guided your hands to your own hair. He was so close now, face mere centimetres away from yours as the two of you sat opposite from one another on the tatami. You hoped he could not hear the loud thumping of your traitorous heart.

“You’re blushing,” he said, and in embarrassed instinct you began to lean away, only for Ran’s hand to shoot forward and wrap around the back of your neck to hold you in place. “Ah-ah, stay still.”

“W-Wait,” you stammered, cheeks going red-hot. “This is a little—”

“Shush.” The sudden intensity of his lavender eyes pinned you down. The hand not on your neck drifted from your hair to cup your face, thumb pressing underneath your chin to keep your head tilted up to look at him. “Let me be a little selfish today, princess.”

When he kissed you, you found that you didn’t mind a selfish Ran. Not at all.

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Rindou was pissed.

You already knew that the younger Haitani brother was quick to anger, though his temper usually fizzled out rather quickly. From what you had learned from him during his lessons, it was rarely anything more than surface-level annoyance; despite the sadism he displayed during fights, you found that he never harbored any real hatred. This time, however…

Rindou was pissed and he was avoiding you.

At first, Ran had seemed rather smug about it, so you assumed that the two were squabbling over something stupid again—but when you bumped into Rindou in the hall and he didn’t even look at you, you found it odd. When you approached him later (with much difficulty, as he seemed to make it his mission to make himself as scarce as possible) to ask him something and he looked you dead in the eye before walking off, you had a sneaking suspicion over what he was mad about. When this pattern continued over the next few days, that suspicion was confirmed: Ran had told him he had kissed you. Bragged about it, probably. It definitely didn’t help that ever since then, Ran had been much touchier than before.

So, you did the only thing you could think of doing. The second you caught sight of him, you gave chase. If anything, the shock then sheer panic that flashed across his face was rewarding enough, because when he took off running, you knew there was no way in hell you were going to catch him.

“What the—” Ran stepped aside as his brother flew past him, shortly followed by you. “What the fuck are you guys doing?”

Neither of you paid him any heed. With your focus locked onto Rindou’s receding back, you barely heard the eldest Haitani—and failed to see the slightly crooked floorboard jutting out in front of your feet.

“Ack—”

Instead of crashing to the floor, you tumbled right into Rindou’s arms.

“You idiot,” he hissed, grip tightening around your body. “You could’ve hurt yourself—”

“I wouldn’t have if you just stopped avoiding me—”

You had barely finished your sentence when Rindou crashed his lips onto yours.

“Stupid bro,” he grumbled in-between furious kisses, all while you clutched onto his clothing in a dazed stupor. “Show-off. Ugh— Stop wriggling.”

A distance away, Ran watched as Rindou dragged you to the direction of his room. Twirling a braid around one finger, he let out an exasperated sigh—but there was a small smile that tugged at his lips. “Little brothers. Never know how to share.”

—✧—

“I don’t know what the fuck is going on anymore,” Shion deadpanned. “I walked in on both Ran AND Rindou making out with you. Several times. Right in the fuckin’ hallway! What the actual fuck!”

“I don’t know either!” you cried out, cheeks an angry shade of red. “It’s just been kinda happening and I can’t really stop them—”

“Bull. Shit,” he sneered, his upper lip curling to expose one of his sharp canines. “You know damn well that if you told ‘em to stop, they would. Izana might be the fuckin’ god around here but you might as well be one too, princess.”

Your mouth snapped shut, shame written all over your face. At your stricken expression, Shion burst out into bitter laughter. “Look, it’s fine. Whatever the fuck’s goin’ on, Izana probably doesn’t give a shit—as long as you’re happy. Keeps the belief goin’, or something. Without ya, none of us would be here. Just…” He waved his hands around. “It makes me feel left out, okay?!”

A beat passed. “Huh?”

“They’re always doin’ shit like this,” he complained. “Leavin’ me out of things! Actin’ like I’m an idiot!”

“Shion—”

“Give me one, too!”

“Shion?!”

Somehow, you still found yourself laughing in his arms, all while he grumbled and leaned in for another kiss.

—✧—

Kakucho raised an eyebrow at you when you meekly approached him one afternoon. He had kept entirely quiet about his… fellow spirits and your affairs, despite having bore witness to it more times than he would have liked. Still, it was none of his business, and while he made sure to reprimand the others whenever they got too overwhelming, he acted like nothing was out of the ordinary around you. Until…

“Kakucho,” you said, staring up at him nervously. “Do you�� not like me?”

“What?”

“You… I mean, well, with the others having been, you know…” He watched incredulously as you waved your hands around in obvious embarrassment. “Um. I thought that maybe you would end up doing something like that, too…”

“I’m not a degenerate,” he stated bluntly. “I’m not going to do anything to you.”

You flushed bright red at his remark. “…Okay. I-I’m sorry I asked and… for making you uncomfortable. Please just pretend I never said anything.” Before you could rush away, however, Kakucho held up a hand to stop you.

“Wait.”

You froze.

“I’m not going to do anything to you…” He paused, and now his cheeks were turning slightly pink, too. “…Unless you want me to, that is.”

I stared at him, mouth open. Still, I hesitated. “But… do you want to?”

The corners of his eyes lifted as he smiled softly, carefully lifting a hand to brush his calloused fingers across the apple of your soft cheek. “I’ve never wanted anything more.”

When he pulled you in, you couldn’t help but think that the touch of his lips felt like coming home.

—✧—

An unfamiliar voice drifted to your ears whilst in the middle of sweeping leaves from the courtyard. “So this is the lady of the hour that I’ve been hearing all about.”

Startled, you looked all around, seeing nobody there.

“Up here, miss.”

You tilted your head to the roof. There sat a man you had never seen before, one leg propping up his arm and the other dangling over the edge. His black hair hung in wavy locks on one side, partially obscuring one of two piercing, slitted black eyes. Though he appeared completely human at first, you were able to glimpse the telltale shimmer of several ghostly fox tails waving behind him, along with a set of matching ears.

“Um,” you said, blinking rapidly, wondering if you should call for help. Thankfully, the sound of the stranger’s voice was enough to summon Kakucho, who did not seem all that surprised to see him.

“Ah, Kokonoi,” he said. “I was wondering when you would finally drop by.”

“You know me,” the kitsune said, sticking out his tongue. “No money? No Koko.”

“[Name].” Kakucho nodded at you. “This is Kokonoi Hajime. He’s not often around, but he too is one of Izana’s servants. He isn’t bound to him the way we are, however—just a stray that stuck around.”

Kokonoi waved a hand at you, waggling his fingers and grinning. You smiled and waved awkwardly back, mumbling out a polite, “Nice to meet you.”

“What brings you here, then?” Kakucho crossed his arms. “And come down from there. It’s a pain to look up at you.”

With the grace of a feather, Kokonoi obliged, landing on the grass in front of the two of you and tucking both hands neatly into the sleeves of his haori in the same motion. He was still smiling cheekily at you. “Izana told me to notify him once the preparations are almost ready. I figured I should visit to see the little miss at the same time. Come to find, Izana isn’t here—so why not stay for a while longer?” He stuck out his tongue again. “Now I know why you’re all so enamoured. She’s sweet.”

“Back off,” Kakucho grunted, gritting his teeth. Kokonoi laughed.

“Ease up, guard dog,” he said. “Don’t want to scare her off, do you?”

You fidgeted in place, not quite liking how they were talking about you as if you weren’t even there, and muttered out, “I don’t think much else can scare me at this point.” That earned you a loud cackle from the black-haired fox spirit.

“Atta girl,” he said, bending slightly at the waist so he could look you in the eye. You found yourself gazing back, fascinated by his slitted pupils and long lashes. Despite your initial misgivings, there was no sign of that underlying darkness you had grown so accustomed to after several months of living with Izana and his men. Kokonoi appeared to notice the change in your expression and his face softened.

“Sweet thing,” he murmured, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. One long, sharp fingernail grazed the surface of your skin. “What have they been doing to you?”

“Enough,” Kakucho said gruffly, wrenching Kokonoi away from you and shoving him backward. The kitsune did not even stumble. “If you have nothing else to say, then you can leave.”

“What a brute,” he chuckled, but it was dry and humorless. “Fine. Tell Izana I have a message for him, yeah? Usually I would charge a fee, but I’m feeling generous today so I’ll let it slide.”

Kakucho jerked his chin at him in a silent order to continue. Kokonoi shrugged his shoulders.

“As requested, I’ve finished gathering them,” he said. “I had to bribe a good number, but that’s to be expected. Izana isn’t as strong as he used to be, after all.” His eyes flitted over to you. “In fact, I’m rather impressed. Who knew that the faith of one single human girl would be enough to command a god and his entire army.”

That was all the confirmation you needed.

“I knew it,” you whispered. “I didn’t want to believe it, but… you guys are really going to destroy the village, aren’t you?”

Kakucho could not meet your gaze. This time, the sympathetic look on Kokonoi’s face made your skin crawl.

“Why?” you asked, voice shaking as you recalled the village mother’s agony in her last moments. “Why would you go that far?”

“I’ll tell her myself.”

The three of you whirled around to find Izana standing there, white locks and red earrings blowing in the faint breeze. Both Kokonoi and Kakucho bowed at the waist in perfect synchronisation when he approached, uttering out a simultaneous, “Welcome home, master.” Izana did not bother to even look at them as he passed, hypnotic lavender eyes fixated solely on you. He held out a hand for you to take; you knew it was not a request. With a deep breath, you placed your palm in his, and he laced his fingers together with yours.

“Come take a walk with me,” he said, smiling down at you. “There is something I need to show you.”

Your eyes darted from Izana to Kokonoi to Kakucho, then back again, and again. Though they had already straightened up, both men still kept their heads bowed—but they were close enough that you could glimpse the looks in both of their eyes. While the two of them wore the same cold grimace, Kokonoi’s eyes had gone from an amused, sparkling onyx to a dull charcoal. Kakucho’s, however… Your gut twisted itself to pieces at the sight of pure self-loathing in the wide-eyed glare he burned into the ground.

Left with no other choice, you followed Izana into the forest.

You had wandered through the trees yourself many times, before their arrival: foraging for berries, picking herbs and mushrooms, or simply allowing the chirping of birds to calm you. Nowadays, because of the ever-lurking threat of malevolent spirits leaking from the village, you barely found the opportunity to stroll. Back then, you might have thought the forest to be peacefully quiet—but at Izana’s side, you realised with a shiver just how wrong you were. Without the rustling of leaves in the wind, the buzzing of insects, or those lovely birdsongs drifting down from the canopies above, you came to understand just how loud a forest naturally should be.

Was it because of the demons? Or… was it because of him?

“You’re frightened,” Izana remarked.

“I’m not,” you protested, a little too quickly. He laughed in response, the movement making his earrings swing.

“You already know that I will not hurt you,” he said, “but you are not worried about yourself, are you? You are worried about the people.” When you did not reply, he continued talking. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed, little one. You and Kakucho are both very much alike. Try as you might to hide it, you still wear your heart on your sleeve.”

“And you?” you blurted out before you could think to stop yourself. “Where has your heart gone?”

When he stopped walking, your stomach lurched, fearing that you had really done it this time. But there was no hint of anger in his eyes when he turned to face you; only that same melancholy you witnessed on the evening he kissed you in your room, tinged with a bitterness you could not yet comprehend.

“That is what I intended to show you,” he said. “Today, we are making a journey. All the way back to the very beginning.”

[rygujis]

⊹˚. ♡ [11:26 PM] mikey x f!reader . 365 wc . not proofread, crack sorta, cute domestic fluff, mikey is a cutie patootie, cursing (y/n says shit once)

you would never admit it to anyone else but mikey, but you have a soft spot for cheesy christmas romcoms. every year, when the holiday season comes, your go-to background movies to watch while you work or even to sit down and actually watch are always those dumb hallmark movies.

"they are all the same. city girl gets a job promotion that requires her to go back home to the south for awhile, and she falls in love with a country boy and ends up staying. and every single one of them makes me cry at the end." you've been going on about the christmas movie cliches, and mikey is intently listening.

only so that you'll continue to feed him taiyaki. if he zones out or quits paying attention, you'll just hog the bag, so here he is.

as you go on, one of said movies are blaring in the background, as you and mikey lay in your bed, covered under 3 blankets and 2 comforters. this winter was an intense one, and you needed all you had to warm up.

"n/n, that's lovely, can you feed me please?" he asks before opening his mouth. "you little shit, did you even pay attention to what i was saying?"

"yeah. you were talking about the dumb movies and how they make you cry. "

you roll your eyes, reluctantly giving him another taiyaki as you continue, "no bozo, i moved on from that, like, forever ago. i was talking about how the other day this gu-"

mikey loves to hear you ramble on, and usually he's just as chatty as you are, but, it's past his bedtime and frankly the two of you had been laying in bed cuddling so long it has begun to lull the boy to sleep. plus, that mug of hot cocoa you'd made him earlier played a big role in his drowsiness. "g'night..." he mumbles, still chewing the taiyaki, his head falling into your lap.

"goodni- wait no! i'm not done-" as he cuts you off with a quick, chaste kiss, your rant finally comes to a close as you smile, petting his hair as you too start to doze off.

mikey is so cutr shshhssh. i would've made this longer but im tired aaaand yeah

[pfpanimes]

⌕ HAPPY B-DAY BAJI.

like or reblog if you save/use.

[windywriter]

I feel like "dating" izana would probably feel more like taking care of a stray cat for the first few months. He's very aloof and probaby doesn't really enjoy physical contact unless he's the one initiating it. He also seems the type to just ghost you for days only to turn up in the middle of the night with bandages on him before he slumps into your arms, exhausted. Though if you point out the similarities hed probaby just scoff at you and call you weird or something.

He also has sharp senses so he'll notice if you smell different than usual or he'll hear your quiet sighs. Unwittingly he memorizes how gentle your touch feels and leans into it without realizing only for the spell to be broken and he once again retreats into his usual cold facade.

[jelliikiss]

Dark Chocolate

-Mikey Sano x reader

Short summary: Girl meets boy and learns the truth of what it really means to love.

Colors by Halsey is one of the greatest songs to ever bless our lives. Not a hot take, just a fact.

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Mikey was your first love. Your first heartache, your first mind-numbing crush, and your first taste of what loving someone meant. You didn’t know you were missing such a person in your life until you met Mikey. The two of you first met after you accompanied Hina to a Toman meeting out of sheer curiosity. Whispers had gone around school after an altercation Takemichi, and the boys found themselves in after school one day. All around school, you heard that those idiots had found themselves in deep trouble with a real gang. From what you had heard, the Tokyo Manji gang was a force to be reckoned with. Word was that it was led by some of the most feared delinquents in the area. You sighed as you sat at lunch watching the boys all bruised and beaten explain themselves. Akkun whimpered as you cleaned his split lip causing you to sigh, just what had the boys had gotten themselves involved in.

To try and ease your worries, Hina suggested you come to a meeting with her to see and hear what the gang was about. While her fear for Takemichi had not died down, overtime she realized there was nothing she could do to change his mind. The walk to Musashi shrine was filled with Hina answering your many questions. What do they do? How many people are in it? Is it a bad gang? Etc. To the best of her ability, Hina answered your questions and assured you that you two would be safe at the meeting.

“You haven’t met her yet, but we can wait with my friend Emma. She’s really cool, I know you two will get along. See she’s Mikey’s younger sister,” she smiled as you two continued side by side.

Sounds of bikes revving and cheering from what appeared to be a sea of boys clad in black, signaled that you had arrived. Scanning the area for Emma, Hina was met with energetic waving from a stylish blond gal leaning against a post. Introductions and conversation were made once you two had joined her. Standing together on the sidelines, you examined the meeting. There appeared to be at least a hundred individuals all bearing the same uniform. As you searched the crowd for your friends, you found yourself staring at the blonde at the head of the meeting. As much as you tried to focus on conversation between Emma and Hina, you found yourself trying to decipher his speech. 

“Mikey sure is riled up today”, Emma frowned staring at the strand of her blonde hair between her fingers, “we’re supposed to hit a cafe for dinner after this with Draken. I hope our plans don’t get ruined.”

So that’s Mikey you thought as you turned back to watch the boy at, the top of the stairs. Though at a distance, you found yourself staring, learning that while his hair while as light as Emma’s, his eyes were a completely different story. Deep black eyes dominated his face giving him a sort of edge which his muscular build only further intensified. Half listening to the conversation between Hina and Emma, your attention kept turning back to the blonde at the top of the shrine. He was magnetic the way you and everyone else were unable to pry your eyes off him. He was intense and intimidating but reasonable from what Hina had assured you from her past experience with him. 

The meeting soon ended after dismissal from their leader. You watched as the members dispersed with some already speeding off on their bikes. From the corner of your eye, you saw Takemichi, Akkun, Takuya, Makoto, and Yamagishi as they headed toward your trio.

“Hope you weren’t waiting long Hina”, Takemichi worriedly asked before smiling as Hina hooked her arm around his.

 “No, not too long. Emma made sure to keep us company” she smiled as said blonde acknowledged the boys.

 As the pair talked with Emma, you found yourself craning your head to the side looking through the remaining members for their blonde leader. As you stared off, you found yourself spooked by Takuya who took advantage of your lack of awareness to grabbing your shoulders from behind causing you to jump. You turned around quickly to be met with the sight of your idiot friend doubled over in laughter.

“I swear Takuya”, you half-yelled half-laughed as you slapped his shoulder. “You're going to give me a heart attack and regret it. Who else is going to help you study for finals?” you questioned the blonde as he grinned down at you grasping your hands in his.

 “Oh, do forgive me, my sweet Y/N. I could never live with myself if I ever hurt you,” he dramatically pouted pulling your hands to his chest. The sudden close contact caused your cheeks to heat up which only added to the Takuya's entertainment. “Would you forgive me if I treated you tonight at the corner store?” he pleaded with the same puppy dog eyes he has been getting his way with since you were six years old. By sheer luck, and to your misfortune, the two of you shared every homeroom for your school career causing you two to develop a sort of Stockholm syndrome. He introduced you to his friends years ago allowing you all to form a tight-knit group that never failed to spice up your life.

Craning his neck from behind Takuya, you spot Akkun teasingly pursing his lips, making kissy faces only furthering your embarrassment. “Leave Y/N alone”, Hina called out, abandoning her boyfriend in favor of wrapping her arms around you and pulling you away from Takuya. “She is to be my wife.”

Takemichi whined as the two of you and Emma giggled at the dramatic display put together by Makoto and Yamaguchi jokingly consoling Takuya and Takemichi.

“Yo Emma”, called a deep voice from behind you. Turning around you were met with the face of a stoic tall menacing half-shaved blonde. He towered over all of you and the sheer energy radiating from him cemented in your mind why he was the second in command.

 “Are you going to head home with us or are you going to leave with your friends?” he questioned your new acquittance bringing a smile to her face. Emma tightened her jacket around her waist before giving you all a goodbye. As she found her place beside Draken, you heard a voice from behind him called out to Takemichi. Looking towards where the voice came from you find the person you were looking for earlier. Up close, Mikey’s presence seemed to draw you in even stronger, causing you to stare at him as he conversed with the boys. He’s kind of handsome, you thought embarrassingly causing a slight pink to tint your face. The heat from your gaze eventually granted you an in-depth look into his dark eyes as they curiously connected with yours. As you looked at each other you felt vulnerable under his gaze. Mere seconds felt like minutes as you were unable to tear your eyes from him. Your heart sped up a bit in response to the grin he flashed you before redirecting his focus to Takemichi.

 “Make sure you meet us after school tomorrow okay Michi.” Mikey waved before stuffing his hands in his pockets. He then turned and joined Emma and Draken as they walked away from the shrine. A light elbow to your side paired with a teasing smile from Hina brought you back into focus. You rolled your eyes as you walked home alongside her and the loud boys congratulating Takemichi. As Hina chatted to you about making plans to hang out with Emma, your mind drifted back to those dark eyes. Turning to respond to Hina, one final thought crossed your mind. I hope I see him again.   

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The next time you met Mikey was at a sleepover hosted by Emma to strengthen the bond between you, her, and Hina. Rubbing your eyes, you sat up from the mattress on the ground where the others lay. Sound from the TV filled Emma’s room accompanied by snores. The title screen of Warm Bodies lit up the room prompting you to find the remote amongst the sea of blankets. A romance movie was chosen to finish off the night, however you would all have to rewatch it later. Turning off the TV, you made your way out of her room to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. Using your phone as a flashlight you crept through the house to your destination. Grabbing a cup out of the cupboard you turned towards the fridge to fill up your cup with water and were met with a sturdy figure.

 “Oh my god”, you half whispered grabbing your heart, throwing your cup, and looking at the ground. As you regained your breath, you heard a stifled laugh from in front of you causing your cheeks to warm in the darkness. Looking up, you were met with Mikey’s apologetic look and hands handing you the cup you had just chucked at him.

 “Sorry, sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you. I came for a snack and didn’t realize you weren’t Emma”, he rubbed the back of his neck looking at you.

 “It’s okay, I think my hearts more stable now. I'm Y/N”, you stated more relaxed now that you had time to calm down your heart. “Your Mikey, right? Emma told me about you.” You fiddled with the cup in your hand while looking at him. His hair was a bit tousled likely from sleep, making you aware of how messy your hair probably looked now.

Hurriedly you filled your cup before setting it down and attempting to smooth your hair down, before he could notice.

“Yep, that me. Nice to meet ya Y/N, if I can call you that”, He mumbled with his mouth full. Turning back around he was now munching on one of the brownies you girls had made earlier.

“Yeah. Of course you can”, you state a bit too quickly for your liking, causing you to cringe internally. However, he doesn’t seem to notice instead focusing his full attention to the treat in his hand.

“These are good”, his eyes widen slightly looking at you, “What brand did you use?” He says with a mouthful before turning back to the pan to grab more.

“We didn’t, we made them from scratch “, you say watching him thoroughly enjoy the treat in his hand. He had now grabbed several placing them on a napkin and busied himself grabbing a glass.

“You’re kidding. Emma doesn’t make anything this good. She’s a good cook, don’t get me wrong but her baking is different.” Mikey heads to the fridge pulling out a carton of milk.

You watch him as he pours himself a glass of milk before taking a seat at the table. “It’s my grandmothers recipe.” He chugs the glass, giving himself a slight milk stache before looking at you in wonder.

“Those are the best brownies I have ever had; do you bake a lot? What else do you make?” he questions before stuffing himself with another slice.

“It’s a hobby for me. I like baking cakes, cookies, bread, etc. I enjoy trying out different recipes so I can make a variety of different things,” you state warm from the compliments.

Mikey moans as he finished his slice before smiling at you. “I think you’re my favorite friend of Emma’s. Please come over more often.”

You finish your cup of water to calm yourself down. Smiling at him while you place your empty cup in the sink, you turn to him before excusing yourself for the night.

“Hopefully I do get invited more often. It was nice talking to you Mikey. Have a good night” you manage as smoothly as you possibly could. He returns your smile and bids you a good night while pouring himself another glass of milk. Heading up the stairs, you feel a little lighter and your heart a little warmer. Suddenly, you’re feeling inspired to bake something new tomorrow.

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 From that day forward, Mikey made sure to talk to you anytime he saw you. Whether it was because he enjoyed your company that night or was just hoping you had baked goods on hand, you were glad to spend more time with the older Sano.

Slowly, you found yourself looking for him each time you stopped by Emma’s and every time you would go hang around Toman. Without fail, Mikey would always make sure to see you. Whether it was crashing sleepovers to try and convince you to hang with him instead or tagging along to sleep beside you during your library study time, he would find time to see you. This led to you baking different recipes each week to better your baking skills and to surprise Mikey. Thankfully, over time you became less nervous around him, while your initial crush on him persisted.

This sudden friendship, while a pleasant surprise, not only took Hina and Emma by surprise, but Takemichi and the rest.

“Since when did Y/N and Mikey start hanging out?” questioned Takuya watching the leader of Toman call out to you after a meeting.

“I’m not exactly sure”, commented Takemichi a bit confused as well. “Hina told me they started hanging out after one of the girls sleepovers. I guess he really likes her baking or something.” Turning to watch you wave goodbye to Hina and walk towards Mikey.

“Oh, I was just wondering. She’s been a little busier lately, so I haven’t really been able to talk with her much.” His face was a little conflicted as he watched you head off with Mikey on his bike. Other than your daily texting, he found hanging out with you one on one more challenging due to how often you would now hang out with the girls, gang related activities, and now Mikey.

“Oi calm down. You’ll get your girlfriend back Takuya.” Joked Akkun earning an sharp elbow to his side. Takuya looked back to watch you, and Mikey disappeared on his bike with Draken following behind. He shook his head slightly and shoved his hands into his pockets before turning back to his friends. Whether you made new friends or not was not any of his business, he just hoped you wouldn’t get hurt. 

You on the other hand headed off to dinner with Mikey and your now friend Draken. As you sped through the streets, you wrapped your hands tighter around Mikey, partly not used to riding on a bike and partly because you wanted to stay close to him. Mikey was hard to read, keeping his feelings locked up leaving you somewhat in the dark. Hina and Emma were always teasing you about your relationship with the blonde only for you to solidify that there was no hint of anything other than friends. For him at least. You cared for Mikey, and you wanted to be somebody to him. 

“You good Y/N”, he called out to you bringing you out of your head. You wrap your arms around him a little tighter and rest your head against his warm back. 

“Haha yes, I am fine Mikey”, you smile back at him as he speeds up. Through his back you feel the vibrations from his bike relaxing you despite zipping through the busy streets. 

I’m okay with only ever being a friend if it means I can be with him you think as his cologne fills your nose. I just want to be with him as long as I can.

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Despite befriending more members of Toman and learning of their ideals, your nerves concerning the danger surrounding the gang never ceased. And with each bruise and cut you cleaned for your friends; you were weary of things not getting better.

Baji’s death was a wakeup call for you. Despite not being extremely close to him, you were fond of him. Hanging out with Takemichi and Mikey more led to you becoming more familiar with the division captains and other members of the gang. Baji was no exception. You and Takuya were also some of the best at school within the group, leading you two to helping save the other from bad grades and angry mothers. Through these tutoring sessions you and Baji became friends and his baking requests for study treats only sweetened your friendship. 

Standing at his grave leaving the apple tarts he often asked you to make, you knew you would need to try harder to take care of your friends. Mikeys unexpected midnight visit to your house only confirmed this. Waking up to him tossing pebbles at your window, you hurriedly went out to see what was going on only to be met with him standing silently staring up at the street lamp.

“Mikey. Hey Mikey. What’s going on?” Confused by his silence and avoidance, you close the distance between you grabbing his shoulder. “Mikey are you….” Your sentence remained unfinished, but your question answered with a strong embrace.

You stood there taken a back swarmed by his body heat and his arms holding you tightly almost as if he expected you to disappear. You allow yourself to melt into his arms, returning his embrace allowing your chin to rest on his shoulder. No words were spoken between you two as you just existed together under the yellow tinge of the streetlamp. Mikey, who always seemed invincible, was not as invincible as you had believed. His hot tears pelted your shoulder, prompting you to begin running one of your hands through the strands of his bright hair. His body shook as you held him, allowing your actions to speak louder than your words ever could in that moment. As much as you needed him, he needed you. As you two stood out there, all you could do was hope that better days lay ahead of you.

The hope you had that day proved to be futile as the days from there on only got drearier. The cultivation of these hard days resulting in the death of Emma Sano. The loss of one of your best friends. The loss of Mikey’s dear sister. Something dark was brewing inside Mikey, something you couldn’t fix. The day Emma died; a part of Mikey died. No words could console him, his grief too unwavering, and his guilt consuming. All you could offer him was your hand as the ceremony for her funeral proceeded. The initial wave of excitement and the overflowing euphoria of youth that had enveloped your days early on tasted too bitter now. The memories too painful, the result too real. Revenge and anger now began to fuel Mikey. Gone were the bright-eyed days filled with laughter and innocence.

“Y/N, can you meet me somewhere.” You held your phone to your ear listening to Mikeys heavy voice on the other end. “Yeah of course, umm. What time, and where exactly? I’m with Takuya right now studying at the corner cafe”, you answer glancing at Takuya raising your shoulders. “Wait for me there”, he states hanging up abruptly. Confused, you close your phone and notebook, feeling Takuya’s curious eyes on your form.

“What’s going on”, he questions you worried setting down his pen. “I’m not really sure right now. Honestly, with Mikey I’m never sure to be honest. He’s coming to pick me up right now.” You say cleaning up your pens and highlighters. “Sorry Takuya. You’ll have to finish up without me, okay?”

“Y/N”, His voice firm and eyes unrelenting. “Be careful, please. I’m sorry we got you and Hina involved in this mess. I just… I just need you to be careful. For me please. He runs his hands through his hair before reaching to hold your hands. You stare at him taking in his sullen appearance. “We didn’t know how bad things were going to get. I don’t know what I would do if you got hurt because of it.”

You pull your hands from his leaving him hurt before moving to hug him. He wraps his arms around you reciprocating the hug. His chin settled on the top of your head as you two sit in silence at the table. Without thinking he leans down to press a kiss on the top of your head.

“Ahh, sorry”, he stutters releasing you to pull his hands back. Surprised you collect yourself before laughing at his sudden nervous demeanor. A knock on the window outside startles you to turn to see Mikey waiting outside with his bike. Collecting all your supplies in your bag, you quickly put on your coat.

“You’re fine Takuya. Don’t worry, I’m okay and I’m going to be okay, alright. Be careful on the way home. I’ll text you when I get home.” You wave as you begin your walk to the front door. You greet Mikey and get onto his bike adjusting yourself before wrapping your hands around his waist. The two of you then speed off leaving Takuya behind in the booth watching through the window. He sighs, closing his notebook before leaning his head onto his crossed arms on the table. There he kicks himself as he gazes at the spot you had previously occupied.

Across town at the park, you and Mikey find yourselves swinging on the swings listening to the rusty chains. You look at your feet as you wait for Mikey to let you know why he needed to talk to you. Turning to look at him, his gaze remains on the ground. Suddenly he stops in place prompting you to straighten yourself.

“Y/N, I’m going to do something that I can’t come back from. It’s something I have to do to set things right. You’re going to look at me differently after it. I don’t expect you to forgive me or make excuses for me alright”, he looks at you with those dark unrelenting eyes. His words bring chills to your back causing you to wrap your coat around yourself a bit tighter. His eyes were always dark and yet when you met him, they possessed a sort of softness. A softness that you now had trouble finding in them.     

“Mikey what’s going on. Let me help you”, you pleaded watching his expression harden. “There must be another way. We can find another way. Mikey, I can’t lose you too. Please.” He wipes his nose sniffing before turning to look at you again. “I can’t. Toman can’t afford another loss. I gotta do this to protect them. To protect us Y/N. Don’t you understand”, he states irritated standing up and beginning to pace in front of you. “If you want to help me, then wait for me. Don’t abandon me. Hold out for me”, he finishes standing in front of you looking down to meet your eyes. “After this, it’s over. I’m making it right.” You drop your head to look down at your feet, kicking the rocks on the ground. Your chin burns as he lifts your head to meet your eyes. You swallow the air caught in your throat as your heart pounds aching in your chest. His gaze pierces through your eyes looking into you. You feel naked, afraid, vulnerable even. Even after all this time, you can’t seem to read him.

Closing his eyes, he leans down to meet your lips, pressing his cold lips against yours. His lips match the cold air surrounding the two of you so much so that your coat fails to warm you up against this wintery freeze. And yet, your lips begin to burn. He pulls back looking down at you before running a hand through his already messy hair.

“Come on. Let’s get you home.” He reaches his hand out grabbing your hand pulling you into him. He drops you off that night knowing that everything was going to change. As he leaves you watch from your door wishing tomorrow would never come. 

Mikey’s brother Izana is dead. Toman is now disbanded. And Mikey isn’t the Mikey you met that day at the shrine. Your friends tell you to leave him alone. To stop trying for him, but you can’t bring yourself to break the silent oath you made that night at the park. You can feel him pulling away from you as he ignores your texts and stops coming around. Every time you stop by his house with a box of baked treats for him, his grandfather lets you know he’s not home.

One day on your way to his with another set of baked sweets, you see a familiar unkept mop of blonde walking across the street. You pause in your tracts analyzing the figure clad in black walking with a pair of unfamiliar guys. Without wasting a second you dash across, attempting to catch up with them yelling the name that made your heart swell. Following them as they turn the corner, the colorful haired pair stop and turn to face you, confused and annoyed by your sudden introduction into their conversation.

“Mikey”, you yell with your voice cracking. “Stop ignoring me please. What did I do wrong. Why are you doing this.” He turns to face you watching you apathetically as you walk towards him. Your eyes burn as the hurt from his silent treatment bubbles up threatening to release upon seeing him again. His eyes look dead, his bright blonde hair even appearing dull matching his demeanor. You look for any sign of remorse or even love in him and find that there is nothing there.

“Can’t you take a hint.” Your eyes enlarge at his sudden comment. “If I’m ignoring you, that means I want nothing to do with you. Are you fucking dense?” His voice full of resentment causes your breath to hitch. “Your so fucking annoying I swear to God. I don’t know why you won’t leave me alone.”

“You’re fucking pathetic. I don’t want to see you okay. I don’t fucking like you. Leave me the fuck alone.” You stare at him feeling the heat of your tears rush down your cheeks. Hands holding the treats you made for him get hot. You begin to feel nauseous and your heart drops into your stomach.

“Damn…, that’s a little harsh Mikey.”

“Yeah, what that bitch do to you.” The two men laugh as they watch you cry.

“Shut the fuck up”, Mikey yells before returning his sights on you. “Fuck off, don’t bother me again.” The hate in his voice is enough to bring you back. You then launch the box of treats at Mikey’s chest before turning around. He stares blankly at you, allowing the dorayaki you made hit the ground. 

“Whatever. Have a nice life Manjiro.” You leave not looking back.

 As you get out of their sight you begin to run down the street, towards the subway, and into the public bathroom. Shutting yourself in the far stall, you vomit into the toilet as sobs rack your body. Vomit splashes back into your hair making you feel even more pathetic than you started. Sitting against the stall door you allow yourself to cry alone.

Everything you bake now begins to taste bitter.

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Mikey groans in his office as he brings his hands up to his neck. Massaging the kink, he shuffles through the papers scattered on his desk. He was 26 now, meaning his body couldn’t recover from his fights as it could when he was younger. He calls the secretary, whose name he never cared to memorize asking for painkillers and water before returning to the papers. As he haphazardly attempts to organize, two knocks announce her arrival. She leaves him with what he asked for and the local newspaper. Swallowing his meds, he sips his water as he flips through the pages to see if they have printed anything of note but gets stuck on a particular photo on page four.

New Residents Take on Free Clinic Day reads the title above the photo of a women in scrubs attending to a child. He doesn’t give a fuck about the news if it’s not him and he certainly couldn’t give a shit about a nurse helping a kid. But he can’t stop looking at the photo because the person in the photo looks a lot like you. He hasn’t seen you in years, which has been easy since you cut contact with him completely. This was for the better. He was busy now and couldn’t afford a distraction. You would be about 26 as well, making you old enough to have whatever job it is you're doing in the photo. Your hair is longer, and you look older. He throws the paper to the ground because he doesn’t care what you’re doing. He doesn’t care at all. Yet, his hands automatically begin to phone Sanzu.

“Hey, I need you to do some digging for me. Also get me the number of the director of the main local hospital.”

It takes less than an hour and a half and a bit of blackmail for him to learn that you are a recent medical school graduate completing your residency as a pediatrician at the local hospital. You were always smart he thinks to himself. Always studying with that loser in love with you. He knew you would do something great. You were always patching them up after fights as kids. He did a good thing. You’re working mid shift this week, usually getting out at about six. Your social media documents your school life and your friends, however, you stopped posting about two years ago likely because you were busy with school. You also take the subway every day because you live in a studio apartment nearby.

 He sits on a bench drinking a hot chocolate with a scone watching the entrance of the hospital from a distance. It’s about six meaning you should be out of work soon. As he sips his drink, he sees a women who looks like you in blue scrubs carrying a tote. Your hair is longer and styled in in loose curls just the way you liked. He debates pretending to bump into you but catches himself before he can get up. What the fuck am I thinking. She fucking hates me. As he chastises himself for even considering trying to talk to you again. He spots a blond man creeping up behind you covering your eyes with his hands. You shriek and jump before turning around to slap their chest. He stands dropping his drink ready to get in between you and the stranger until the man drags you into a hug kissing your head.    

Who the fuck is that he thinks as he watches the familiarity and intimacy between you two. The man grabs your tote from you before grabbing your hand and leading you to the subway station.

He learns later from Sanzu and the cucks mother’s social media page that it’s that fucker Takuya from when you were kids. The loser followed a similar path to you and became a pharmacist working at the clinic near the hospital. It appears that the two of you have been seeing each other intimately for about two years coming up on your three-year anniversary. He sits once again in his office staring at the clipping from page four in his wallet waiting for his pain killers and the paper.

Instead of his secretary, this time its Sanzu dropping everything off at his desk.

“Hey Mikey, forget the bitch and that shitty wannnabe. You’re better off”, Sanzu comments before tossing the paper on his desk and exiting.

Mikey throws a dangerous look towards him before flipping through the paper. His eyes land on the engagement section before he stands and swipes everything off his desk.

Sanzu, Ran, and Rindou send his secretary off on a break as they smoke a cigarette outside Mikey’s office. Together they sit and listen to the sound of furniture crashing against the wall and the sound of guttural yelling.

Mikey would have been better off eating the dorayaki. 

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WHO IS THIS KID?!

Synopsis; Boondocks!reader (who resembles both huey and riley) makes friends and connections with the various gangs of tokyo. With their vast knowledge about this horrendous world we live in, stupid decision making skills and hilarious remarks we'll see how (name) interacts with different gangs.

Content includes; gender neutral reader! black reader! platonic!various gangs, cursing, slurs, a political comment or two, CRACK. [please send me an ask if I missed anything!]

status: on hold!

rating: PG13! [language, violence]

chapters:

*(all chapters are to be read as stand alones/oneshots, certain fics will be bolded if a different timeline for reader)

Meeting ToMan

Meeting Valhalla

Meeting Tenjiku

Meeting BlackDragons 10th gen

Meeting BlackDragons 1st gen

Meeting Brahman

Meeting Kanto Manji

Meeting Bonten

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