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Kissing Mikey is always an event, meaning that he always makes sure other see him kissing you. He's a bit short but he will still kabedon you in the hallway and press his lips against yours, demanding your attention, your moans, your whimpers and insisting that you be vocal about how much you enjoy it.

If you try to kabedon him he'll look at you unimpressed and flip you over, his leg smashing against the wall next to you, then slowly sliding down and between your legs, leaning to whisper hot against your neck, "Was that a challenge sweet cheeks?"

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Uh I need mitsuya to call me darling in real life

Hello, I have an urgent request, could I request head cannons for Baji and Hakkai and how they would comfort/ help their s/o with anorexia? But like, they never noticed since their s/o is always wearing baggy clothes, but one day they collapse and then the boys go to pick them up to help them and realize how thin they are.

My mental health has been really down recently and your blog has brought me so much comfort, keep up the good work :)

Baji, Hakkai, and Mitsuya (Separate) with Anorexic Reader

Pairings: Baji x Gn!Reader, Hakkai x GN!Reader, Mitsuya x Gn!Reader

Warnings: mentions of anorexia, being thinner than usual, mentions of potential death in mitsuya's (very brief), pretty sure I accidentally used a comma instead of a period somewhere in here, but I'm too tired to look for it :0

Genre: Comfort

Post-Type: Headcanons

Word Count: 1.1k

Summary: In which you collapse and upon helping you up, they discover how thin you've become and address the issue of your anorexia

[A/N: Hi hun! I was supposed to write this yesterday, but I woke up not feeling too great, so sorry for the delay. I'm so happy to hear that my blog has brought you some comfort <3 I hope these headcanons are useful to you as well then <3 Take care! ]

Baji:

You were spending the day with Baji at his place

It was pretty easy hiding your anorexia from him–he never pushed you to eat at his place, having already told you that you can just take food if you want it from his kitchen

He was always too caught up in the moment of spending time with you to realize that you never ate while with him

So when you suddenly collapsed after standing up from the couch, he was very shocked, and worried

He’s by your side in a second wrapping his arms around your waist to hoist you up, but what he feels makes him pause

Expect him to be very blunt, he’s not going to sugar coat his way around asking you upfront why you’re so thin

And he doesn’t have the patience to hear you try and weave your way around excuses–you weren’t like that before

Is this why you haven't been so touchy with him lately? You used to love cuddling up to him, but lately you had been pushing him away

He didn’t really think anything of it at the time though; gosh he was so stupid

He picks you up with ease and traps you on his lap as he sits back on the couch, refusing to let you go until you’re honest with him

Doesn’t care if you’re upset with him afterwards, he needs to know so he can help

After everything is said and done though, he’d apologize for being so rough about things

You’re very important to him, and he doesn’t want you to struggle in any way, especially not right under his nose when he could have been helping you the whole time

You’re definitely not getting off easy though, he’s keeping a close eye on you this time, and will try and make sure you at least eat something whenever you’re with him

He’d do whatever he can to make sure you feel better again–tells you that you don’t have to starve yourself

Reminds you of how perfect you are in his eyes, and how badly he wants you to be healthy again

Overall, he is very passionate and a bit aggressive at his approach to help you out, but he’ll soften if you ever crack under the pressure and apologizes for being too tough on you

Just tell him your boundaries very clearly and he’d do his best to not cross them

Hakkai: 

You were walking hand in hand with Hakkai back home when you suddenly collapsed, causing Hakkai to freak out

Reaching down to help you up, he could feel how thin your arms were

He tries to wipe the shock off his face though, not wanting to alarm you or make you think that he was judging you or anything–because he wasn’t, he’s just…worried

After reassuring him that you’re okay and just felt dizzy for a moment, he plays along and continues to walk by your side, your hand still held in is

He’s not fully there though as you try to talk to him for the rest of the walk

Truth be told, he was trying to figure out how he wanted to address what he had discovered; would it be rude if he just asked you outright? What if you got self-conscious and closed off from him? What if you scolded him for pointing out when he should have just kept the discovery to himself? He was just over-thinking at this point

So when you finally arrive at your place and kiss him goodbye, getting ready to let go of his hand and walk into your home, his grip on your hand doesn’t loosen

“What’s going on?” He asks nervously, hesitant that you’d take his words the wrong way, but knowing he needed to address it nonetheless

If you do brush him off though, he definitely wouldn’t have the guts to reiterate what he means, so he’d try again another day, but he’d be keeping a closer eye on you

He loves you so much and he’s scared he’ll say the wrong thing and potentially lose you one day, so he’s extremely cautious

However, if he does notice you getting thinner and thinner before his eyes, he would find the courage to go to you about it

He just wants to help you and love you–he wants a long future together with you where you’re both healthy and happy! So he’ll definitely make sure that happens.

Tell him what he needs to do to help, and he’ll do it 

Mitsuya:

You were jumping onto Mitsuya’s motorcycle behind him, when the world started to spin, making you stumble a bit, almost falling off the bike had Mitsuya not caught you

He felt it, how thin you had become, but it wasn’t news to him–he had already noticed your face getting thinner and thinner each time he met up with you, but he couldn’t sit by and help from the sidelines anymore, he needed to be more bold with his approach

“You’ll be riding up here from now on until you start taking better care of yourself, darling,” he whispers in your ear as he sits you in front of him, making sure your helmet is on securely before racing off with you leaning against his chest

You knew he had found out–but you didn’t know that he had already known for a long time–as observant as he was, Mitsuya was a gentleman and he didn’t want to address it at first in fear that it would make you self-conscious

His lousy attempts at helping you subtlety weren’t working so he needed to do more–and that started now

The rest of the ride is silent (ofc, you’re not gonna try and scream over the motorcycles’ engine lol) but as soon as he stops at your destination, he keeps you trapped in his arms

“Look, I don’t know why you’re doing this to yourself, and I won’t pry for an answer if you’re not ready to give one, But something has to change. I can’t sit back and watch you slowly kill yourself. I love you too much to see you harm yourself like this, so please…tell me what I can do for you and I’ll do it.”

With having two sisters, he’s used to being the person people rely on, and you feeling like you couldn’t do that, hurt him, but he needed you to know that he was here to help and even after knowing what he knows, he still loves you and will continue to love you through it all

That’s the only time he’d bring it up though. He keeps a close eye on you and makes sure you’re eating well balanced meals, even if it isn’t a lot. But he won’t speak of it ever again until you bring it up first

When you’re ready to take the step to seek professional help as well, he’s right there by your side the whole way

REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D

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I love him so much

was talking about it with @cafedanslanuit but we’re obsessed with the idea that mitsuya would make his girlfriend’s wedding dress TAT

the idea started off as a joke

mitsuya lost in a train of thought as he works on his latest project. what he’s making for dinner, touman, what you two should do on your next date and then weddings fills his mind

luna and mana are in their ‘say yes to the dress japan’ phase and it’s all they’ve been watching and he balks at the prices of every dress because there’s no way he or his mom could afford something like that for even one of his sisters let alone both of them

but when he was grimacing about it, his sisters gleefully said that they would just go to him when they get married and have their favoritist bestest big brother in the world make their dream dresses and then proceeded to make their specific demands as to what they wanted their dresses to look like (the little brats he snorts to himself)

the same thought of expensive dresses apply to you though. if you ever got married, he doubts you’d have the budget for it unless the both of you are just high balling it once you’re adults. so he chuckles, mid-stitch and thinks “guess i’ll just have to make her dress too”

but then a few minutes go by and mitsuya pauses, thinking to himself more seriously “if we ever get married, i want to be the one who makes her dress”

and it was a project he began years before actually proposing to you

the process of designing your wedding dress was a serious affair from day one. there’s no ‘draw up a few sketches and going ‘that’s it, that’s the one’. mitsuya is meticulous 

he starts asking about your favorite style of formal wear under the guise of saying it’s for the sewing club’s catalogue or some competition. confused you ask ‘i thought you hated awards and competitions’ and he responds ‘well yasuda and the others want to improve the club’s prestige so it’s easier for the new president to gather members once we third years graduate’ and yeah that sounds believable to you

so he asks throughout the months and years: what’s your opinion on the mermaid style, princess, something more elegant? florals?? beading??? 

he even asks emma and hina to take note of any dresses you found particularly stunning in those wedding shows you all liked to watch from time to time

he’s worked on the design of your wedding dress for years and one personal requirement mitsuya has for himself is that the design of your dress must be finalized before he proposes

once you’re engaged and you’ve picked a season you want to be married in, he orders materials best suited for it so you’ll be more comfortable the day of the wedding

he even says ‘you don’t have to do a white dress either, i’ll make it any color you want okay? just tell me’

his face is so soft one day while he works on it in his studio

he worked so hard on the design process but now he’s actually here, actually making it

you said ‘yes’ to his proposal and now he’s making your dress and he’s going to see you wear what he lovingly made for you and you alone. saying he’s happy isn’t enough, it’s nowhere close to how he feels

gets emotional during the fitting making the last adjustments because he’s not a kid with a pipe dream and sketchbook hoping you’ll marry each other anymore, now he’s a man crafting your wedding attire because you’re marrying each other

(once he’s in control of himself again and finishes the adjustments, you sweetly suggest practicing your vows since it’s just the two of you in his studio)

(both of you count that as the true wedding. just you and mitsuya and the dress he made for you)

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I really like this especially mikey part

tokyo revengers boys when their horny but their s/o is too busy to deal with their shit? (u can add bonten-)

aye aye, anon! 🫡 needy men are my favorite flavor 🤤 thank you so much for your patience, and requesting ♡♡♡

pairing: tr x gn!reader

warnings: mature language, MDI. cursing, vague descriptions of sex, teasing, mild nipple-play, empty threats, crack!fic coded behavior, a tiny pinch of barely-there angst in mikey’s with a hint of misogyny, and i think that’s it :D feel free to lemme know if i missed anything!

notes: something about this request screamed sano to me, and maybe even throw sanzu in the mix for a little treat ( ˘ ³˘). also may have strayed a little from the original plot of the request, but the premise is fairly the same >:)) hope you enjoy !!

tagged: @fantasycantasy , @illegalspacecow

“Get outta there.”

Though your tone sounded stern, your demeanor remained placid as you continued typing on your laptop, making no move to actually stop the hands from creeping inside your sweater. You were well aware of their destination, and it was anything but harmless. SHINICHIRO was latched onto you the moment he arrived at your place, excited to spend his day off alone with you, and away from the prying eyes of his siblings for once. Rarely did the two of you get alone time due to your conflicting schedules, savoring the moments you did get without outward distractions in the way.

Things were going great for the most part…until your boss decided to dump busywork into your email, last minute.

“…tell ‘em to go fuck himself, so you can focus on fucking me,” Shinichiro grumbled into your shoulder, calloused hands feeling up your chest with slow, deliberate touches. You chortled, masking the small moan that nearly slipped out when he gently grazed your nipples.

“Good idea, Shin. But wait, oh shoot, fucking you won’t exactly pay my bills, now will it? So, knock it off.”

“Who says it won’t? I’ll pay your bills for the next month, hell, the next six months, if it means you’ll let me just stick it in, baby, please..”

You hissed through your teeth at the small pinch he gave your sensitive nubs, dick damn-near throbbing against your lower back as he rutted against you. Should’ve known sitting on his lap while you worked would backfire, poor thing’s so wound up, you felt a little bad. It’d been nearly three weeks since you and Shinichiro had even a second to breathe the same air, let alone touch each other.

You weren’t immune, craving a taste of him just as much, there’s nothing you wanted more than to succumb to his persuasion. But, having been on bad terms with your tyrant boss one too many times, you couldn’t afford to procrastinate.

“Shini,” you spoke, breathless as he suckled on your neck, growing more bold with his touch, “a-as much as I’d love for you to do that for me… you don’t exactly have the funds to make such an offer.”

He huffed, nipping playfully at your pulse. “I’ll get another job. Good? Good, problem solved, can you take your clothes off now?”

“Tempting…but no. Appreciate the sentiment, though.”

Shinichiro whined in the crook of your neck. His hands slowed to a stop inside your sweater, slipping down to rest on your tummy instead. It sent a tiny shiver up your spine, but was ignored all the same as you attempted to resume typing, seeming to have put a damper on his resolve. Or, so you thought.

Not even a minute passed when you felt his fingers searching for something else to play with. Something that has been calling his name since he waltzed through your front door. “Shin…”

Your warning fell upon deaf ears. Shinichiro merely shrugged, feigning innocence while his hands breached the waistband of your sleep-shorts, stopping right at your pelvic bone. Leaning back in the chair, the ravenette spread his legs further apart, forcing yours to do the same, giving him even more access to your already accessible center. Despite his lanky stature, homie had grip—Try and close your legs all you want, you’ll pull a muscle before pulling out of it. Your heart was borderline going Macarena, focus jumbled up to the point there were more typos than words in the report you tried completing.

You huffed, though your tone sounded less stern compared to the first time. “Shinichiro. If you don’t let me finish my work…I’ll ban your dick from ever entering me or this house for a whole month.”

On any other given day, that empty threat would’ve done the trick, hands flying off you so fast you’d think he got electrocuted. But, this wasn’t any other given day. This was already a two-week long hiatus of his most favorite place to be, in between your legs, and the only thing keeping him from it was your lack of underwear beneath thin-cotten shorts. Threaten him if you must, but it won’t work.

You weren’t fooling anyone.

Playing hard to get could take you so far, but he knew you were mere moments from crumbling to your desires you tried so hard to suppress, no shot you’d last another day, let alone a month. He was determined, and you were being stubborn—An immovable object verses an unstoppable force. Eventually, someone had to give. And it wasn’t about to be you.

It went on like that for another few minutes, him feeling you up and you batting him away. It only worsened the second he went further in your shorts, teasing your sex until you soaked through the fabric. You could feel his smug grin against your shoulder, no doubt thinking he was winning this battle. However, Shinichiro wasn’t aware of your trump card, your Charizard, if you will.

It’s a dirty trick. But desperate times call for desperate measures.

By slamming your fists atop of the table, startling him right out of your shorts, you turned to look him dead in the face, and said, “Don’t make me call Mikey.”

The mechanic widely blinked. But, his shock was short lived as he fixed you a sarcastic look, bringing his slick-coated fingers up to the light and right into his mouth to be even more obnoxious. After pulling them out with a wet pop!, Shinichiro called your bluff.

“You wouldn’t.”

“And would. Emma’s probably dying to catch up with me anyway, since I haven’t been around as much lately. And we both know Mikey would come just to spite you.”

As you continued to hold his stare, not backing down or giving any indication that you were joking, the sardonicism began to melt off his demeanor, and soon realization took its place. Shortly after that, betrayal. How could you be so cruel? He was already competing with an inanimate object, he’ll be damned if his siblings get added to the list. Taking a moment to weight his options, or lack there of, his face soon resembled a kicked puppy with his bottom lip stuck out and everything; you could’ve sworn his eyes started to water. “t’s not fair…been waiting all damn day…”

“I know, baby. But I need you to hang on for just a little longer f’me, okay? And once I’m done, then I’m all yours.” You cooed, placing a small peck on his nose as an olive branch. It seemed to do the trick, his frown softening as he pointed at his lips, puckering them. You snorted, but happily obliged, even placing a few more across his face until you got a smile. Shinichiro soaked up whatever he could as he leaned into you for more.

When it seemed he was satisfied, you turned back to continue working…only for the ravenette to try his luck one more time. “Can I get one here, too?”

You peered at him from over your shoulder—Give you one guess where he was pointing, wearing that all too pleased grin from before. You deadpanned.

“…I’m calling Mikey.”

“NoOO—”

—

“That’s considered sexual harassment, Mr. Sano.”

If he could time travel, MIKEY would beat the breaks off his past-self for ever encouraging you to fill the role of secretary at his work. At first, it seemed like a fantastic idea—Standing at his side, his pretty little assistant, wearing a tight uniform that left nothing to the imagination. He’d bend you over his desk and fuck you anytime he pleased, you’d call him Sir, and walk around the office filled to the brim with his cum until time to go home, then he’d fill you up all over again—The perfect work-life balance.

However, the gangster didn’t account for one teensy thing—You, actually taking the job seriously, and setting professional boundaries the moment you were hired on the staff. No matter if you’d be practically all over him in the car moments prior to clocking in, the second your kitten heels touched the marbled floors of the lobby…he wasn’t your lover anymore. He was your boss.

And he hated it.

“Sexual harass—You’re my s/o, [______].”

“Not within these walls, I’m not.” You continued reading one of the files left on your desk to review for tomorrow’s meeting, only for it soon to vanish right before your eyes. After a long blink, you held out an expectant hand to the stubborn blonde. “May I have that back, please?”

“No.”

“Mr. Sano-”

“If you address me formally one more time, I’ll take you right here in the middle of this hallway. Try me.” He hissed, holding the file out of reach.

You pursed your lips, fighting a grin. Seeing him get so worked up over not being able to get his dick wet was entertaining to say the least, but you were well aware he wasn’t kidding. Clearing your throat, you attempted to tread lightly as your expression morphed back to neutral.

“Alright. Mikey,” his eye twitched, but you continued, “would you be so kind as to let me finish reading the material for your meeting tomorrow? I would hate for anything to be amiss because I didn’t do a thorough review.”

“Tch. Where’s Kakucho? I distinctly remember assigning this task for him. Not you.”

You raised a brow. “You sent him on an impromptu errand to fill up the time he was spending ‘idling at my desk’. You remember that?”

Mikey averted his gaze. “…Don’t recall.”

“‘course you don’t,” you exhaled. “Mikey, with all due respect-”

“Not that name either.” He commanded, slapping the file back on the desk before placing his hands upon it to lean forward, towering over you. You couldn’t fight the grin this time, tilting your head up at him, amusement in your gaze.

“That’s your name, is it not?”

Mikey glared. “You know that isn’t the one I’d prefer you to use.”

With a shrug, you easily replied, “It’s what most of your employees call you. And last time I checked, that included me-” Mikey was quick to grab your chin, forcing you to look deep into his dark, deranged eyes. Man’s was definitely toeing line of his limit, and you were pushing it.

“And last time I checked, you aren’t like most employees. You’re my partner who’s working on my last nerve, and should really consider dropping this whole ‘professionalism’ act before I remind them why they were hired in the first place. And no, it wasn’t for your work ethic and attention to detail, or whatever bullshit Koko told you in the interview.”

Ouch.

Not to say you didn’t figure there were ulterior motives behind getting approved for the job, especially under the circumstances that you were heavily under-qualified to work in their type of environment. But, you tried your damnedest to keep up, do your part, and not be a burden on the team. For him to call it nonsense and boldly confirm such suspicions outloud? You think he realized his mistake the second your face reverted back to its neutral state. Wiggling out of his grip, you leaned back in the chair with your arms tightly crossed to your chest.

“That so? Well then, Michael, how ‘bout I remind you why a man shouldn’t mix his business with his pleasure. Things could turn ugly for him, maybe even end up losing both a loyal employee and a lover all in one day. Wouldn’t you agree?”

Out of all the names, that one made him cringe the most. A clear indicator of his grandiose fuck-up, one that if he didn’t fix immediately, he’d soon suffer the consequences. And your wrath.

“Wait, I didn’t mean it like that. It came out wrong-”

“Oh, I’m sure it didn’t. You’re a man who speaks his mind, after all.”

Mikey, though subtly, panicked. This wasn’t at all how he expected the conversation to go. But, it’s not his fault! It was his dick doing all the driving. With you working for Bonten, his long hours became yours, and by the time you both got home, sex became scarce due to your exhaustion. He was immune to the taxation of the job, while it was kicking your ass. And to top it off, he couldn’t even cop a feel of his own s/o, in his own damn building, because of ‘power imbalances’ between a boss and secretary that was ‘socially unacceptable’, according to you…as you work for the biggest crime syndicate in all of Japan.

Flawed reasoning aside, it drove him insane.

But, no thanks to his lust-clouded brashness, if Mikey thought getting some action at work was difficult, his chances at home just got a whole lot worse. He’d be lucky if you even slept in the same bed tonight.

“[_____],” he sighed, reaching over to grab your hand, though you moved it away at the last second. “You do a fantastic job here, angel. Exceeded all my expectations, actually-”

“Well, based on the merits of why you hired me in the first place, that doesn’t sound like much.” At that point, you went back to reviewing the file he threw back on the desk, seeming disinterested. But, Mikey knew better.

He’d hurt your feelings. To be reduced to nothing but eye candy for him, when you were busting your ass off like everyone else, it stung. It was playful at first, but now the blonde had crossed a line. With determination, Mikey removed the file from your sight once more, rounding the desk before crouching down so he could level with you this time.

You allowed him to take your hands in his, still indifferent. Mikey spoke with a tenderness only reserved for you, one that never failed to melt any cold front you built to wane his efforts.

“I was being childish. I shouldn’t have diminished your role like that, and I apologize for making you feel like your work isn’t appreciated. I’m glad to have you as my loyal employee. Even if a visit in my office from my lover from time to time wouldn’t be too bad, either…”

His words trailed off, along with his gaze as he reminisced. You chortled, shaking your head. Mikey looked back at you, ghost of a grin on his face. “I’ll back off. Promise.”

You raised a brow, skeptical. “You mean it?”

“Mmhm. Under one condition.”

You groaned, “Mikey-”

“Manjiro.”

“Oh, is that the condition?” He lightly pinched you for the snark, resting his head on your lap. But, before you could reprimand him for his inappropriate position, your words catch in your throat.

His stare was intense as they gazed up at you with hidden hunger, the tenderness still swimming in the inky pools, but not as present compared to moments ago. Mikey licked his lips, nuzzling against your plush thigh.

“Work less hours. Don’t want you to run yourself ragged trynna keep up with the rest of us. We’ve been doing this line of work a lot longer than you have, baby. No need to overcompensate. I’m already proud of you.”

Steadily did those words make your heart melt, until your were practically mush once they’ve set in. To hear his pride in you almost made you kick your feet, for that was all you really wanted at the end of the day—Acknowledgment. Validation. Praise. And working less hours would definitely benefit in more ways than one, more so on your mental health. You won’t lie and say this new job hasn’t been a challenge, all the talk about blood, death and drugs, one could only handle so much.

“Thank you..Manjiro.” He lit up at the sound of his name spilling sweetly from your lips. “I greatly appreciate you saying that. But, what’s the catch?”

He hummed, hands releasing yours to caress your calves all the way back up to your hips. Mikey didn’t pull nor tug, more so just holding you in place as he continued to watch you like a hawk. Eventually he shook his head, tresses fluttering with him as they curtained the sides of his face.

“No catch. Work your hours, I’ll leave you be…But once those hours are up, you better be sitting pretty on my desk with your reports in one hand and your underwear in the other, waiting for me to choose between my business and my pleasure. Deal?”

—

“Pout all you want, I’m not sitting on your face.”

When you informed your darling SANZU that your Saturdays were strictly for housework, he honestly thought you were joking—What idiot in their twenties would spend the weekend doing that?

Evidently his idiot, that’s who.

Imagine his surprise when he showed up, unannounced, ready to have you on every piece of furniture, only to be threatened with a feather duster the second he went to grab your ass. “Paws off. I already changed the sheets on my bed, cleaned the bathroom, the kitchen, and mopped the floors, so unless you’re here to help dust or wipe windows, keep it in your pants, Haruchiyo.”

Needless to say, he wasn’t the happiest houseguest.

After the long work week he’s had, Sanzu was looking forward to locking the two of you in the back all weekend, going at it like rabbits with no other purpose but keep the neighbors up—Pretty much until the room stank. But, thanks to this cleaning ritual of yours, that wasn’t about to happen anytime soon. Especially not with the various scented candles you were burning to hide the potent smell of bleach and pine-sol. God, he was getting such a headache from overstimulation…and not the good kind.

“This is such bullshit,” he groaned into the couch, where you banished him after he tried to bend you over the washing machine while you were loading another basket of dirty clothes. “Why’d you even invite me over if we weren’t gonna do anything…”

You paused from folding, side-eyeing him. “I didn’t invite you.”

“You said you were staying in all day. That’s practically code for: I’m bored, come dick me down.”

Your laugh had snuck up on you, racking through your entire body to the point you had curled forward. The leap he took to draw such a conclusion nearly gave you whiplash as you attempted to regain composure. “Maybe for freaky-fucks like you, but the rest of us usually mean it as something mundane. Like, oh I dunno, doing chores.”

“On a Saturday?? What ‘re ya, 80??”

You shrugged, placing another item onto its respective pile. “You don’t have to stay, y’know. If you have something better to do, then by all means, don’t let me keep you.”

Sanzu abruptly sat up from his position, the clothes you had laid on his back flopping onto the floor, instantly losing their folded shape. You shot him an annoyed glance, but figured some of the blame was yours for using his skittish-ass for a table. The pinkette wore a pitiful look, wide cerulean eyes piercing right through you as he gave a defiant punch to the couch cushion, “Was ‘posed to be doing you! And you are keeping me from doing that!”

With a huff, you set aside the pile you were currently working through to gather up the clothes that he so rudely let fall to the floor. “Unfortunate. Now lay back down, and be a good table. Since you wanted to be chair so fucking badly.”

“Piss off.”

He absolutely laid back down.

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Hi Aria! I know your request box is closed right now but I saw that you were kinda accepting requests as long as the person that was requesting was kind and respectful. So I was wondering if you could do a request for tokyo revengers? If not that’s totally ok! I was wondering if you could do one where MC is Draken’s younger sister and has a crush on Mikey and MC takes the hit for Emma from Kisaki? And Draken gets really mad than he did with Emma because MC is the most important thing to him above all else. I really like the Tenjiku arc and how Draken had no issues with beating Mikey up. So I thought if that’s how Draken would react if his lover died how would he react if his baby sister died instead? Like I said don’t feel pressured to write if you don’t want to.Anyways sorry for making this long I tend to write long paragraphs😅 I hope you had a great Easter! I know I did!!

this!!! i haven't stopped thinking about this since this got into my inbox ;v;

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being draken's little sister includes...

you might think draken will take his sister being murdered better than hearing emma got killed, but i write to prove you wrong for a few reasons.

one, and the most obvious one, you've lived with him your whole life. he's the only person you truly consider family, and he's the same. he will never rest peacefully knowing you're sad or disturbed in some way.

he basically raised you after your own mother ran away from the brothel, with some assistance from the other workers too, ofc, but ken was the one consistent person in your life. he's walked you through your first steps, first words, and all of the above.

and for him to see you dead after taking care of you and forming a healthy sibling bond with you? it's too cruel for him.

and unlike when emma died, i don't think draken wants to blame anyone else but kisaki for your death. one, mikey isn't as responsible for you as he was for emma, who his little sister and therefore carry responsibility looking after her.

your safety and wellbeing, on the other hand, rested mostly with draken. sure, draken gave mikey some responsibility of taking care of you when he's not there, but it's definitely not enough weight for draken to place blame on mikey's shoulders like that.

i mean, mikey is bound to be mourning you too because you were just as much of a friend and a sister as emma, and while he may blame himself, i think draken would look straight to kisaki if he wanted to blame someone.

it's even sadder for all parties because you weren't even involved in the whole thing. you didn't even know toman existed, you just thought that was draken's friend group. this is mainly because draken didn't want you involved with gangster stuff even remotely.

you were collateral damage, basically, but you were also so much more than that.

every delinquent in toman who knew about you were devasted, of course. chifuyu, mitsuya, hakkai, even inui was horrified to hear that you were killed mercilessly, and you never managed to see ken for one last time.

it's easy to say that the delinquents who did go to the tenjiku fight were mostly driven by the need for vengeance for your sake, and i'd imagine koko would be pretty shaken after hearing that YOU of all people were dead. he's pretty mixed on what to do because obviously he's a part of tenjiku, but if he's working with people who'd kill a child who wasn't even ten-years-old without batting an eye, where does that place him?

i don't think koko, in the tenjiku arc at least, would be willing to work with people who are heartless to that level.

and even though toman has technically "won" the fight, it's not worth much to ken because you're still dead.

oh, and let's not forget emma, who was kind of the whole reason you died.

she feels horrible for ken. she feels like she can't mourn for you because you threw your little body in the way for her sake so she could live, but you had to die.

honestly, she couldn't live with herself for a while because every time she closed her eyes, the image of you going flying with blood coming out of your head was all she could see. the last time emma felt this sad was when shinichiro died, and i'd genuinely think emma also saw you as her little sister.

with how she views draken, it won't be a stretch to say emma hoped you'd be her future sister-in-law.

hence, being the main reason you were dead, emma would then feel like she doesn't deserve to like draken, let alone potentially marrying him in the future.

the timeline, due to the connections and impact you had on the people in toman, would have some changes. draken and emma would probably stopping seeing each other as romantic interests, not because draken blames emma, but because they couldn't move on probably from your death.

mikey might follow the same path and start bonten as he did when emma died, but i think he'd have some sanity and refrain from committing crimes that can potentially impact a child. for example, if there's one of their business partners who haven't paid their debts, he'd give them extra time because they have a kid.

essentially, anytime mikey sees or hears about a kid, he thinks of you and how unfair it was for you to die so early.

he doesn't want other kids to go through any remotely similar, i guess.

i also see him trying to "adopt" kids into bonten if they're not in a good home situation, or if their parents are downright horrible. it'll probably be safer for them to be in a secured environment like the headquarters than their house, if their home life really isn't that safe.

i also don't see takemichi having mercy or feeling bad for kisaki dying if ken's sister was dead and for good reason.

you were a kid. if kisaki wanted to, he could've avoided hitting you and not kill you, but he didn't.

he saw you jump in the way and still went for it, which in takemichi's view, would probably warrant an equal fate.

i don't think anyone, hanma included, would have much respect for kisaki for going so far with his plan to the point he would kill an eight-year-old kid.

i get that hanma has his attachments to kisaki, and he'll still mourn for kisaki's death, but i don't think it'll be as in depth as it was in canon. he might question whether his view of kisaki was right or not, because as demented some of the people in tokyo revengers are, i doubt they'd go as far as killing a child.

adults, yes because they can think of what could prevent themselves from not turning past tense, but kids hardly have enough of a brain to think about what they're doing, let alone consider the fact that they'd die so early.

the emotionally wound and trauma overall would be harder for draken, considering his deep-rooted attachment to you. and depending on who you were close to, it'll be just as hard on them.

[reaperfeels]

a smol hc of tr boys having a gifted S/O like, very talented in everything they do top of they're classes and top of everything, but- they're life isn't perfect, and often are praised, but that means being expected for from, jealous people who just make her feel bad, and being judged and scolding for getting anything under an A basically "gifted kid burnout"

this is so me, and it's kind of asian kid coded bc asian parents have the highest academic standards for absolutely no reason ;v;

reader is fem! reader

ᵇᵘʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ ˡᵒʷ ᶠᵘᵉˡ !!

being mikey's s/o includes...

trust me when i say you could be the most average student in your class and mikey would still be proud of you.

he's not the most academically student, nor will he ever be, so knowing that you were once topping all of your classes and shit, he's always going to be impressed.

i think mikey, out of all the characters, would know how it feels to be burntout, which is exactly why i picked him for this one.

while he is proud of you, he's going to try and make sure you're not running on gas to keep yourself going.

you've taken good care of him when he was in his low, and it's unfair to him to not do the same for you.

based on my personal experience, the most i needed at the time was a hug and someone that i could rant to without consequence. sadly, i didn't have either, since most of my friends lived in different states/countries, and one of them went as far as calling me toxic for ranting too much and blocked me for it.

considering this experience, just some hugs and a listening ear goes a long way, even for people who are not physically affectionate most of the time.

thankfully, mikey's a literal kowala when it comes to giving his loved ones affection, so you don't have to worry about lacking in the hugs and cuddles department.

and while mikey is a bit of an airhead, i don't think he's dumb enough to zone out or not listen to your rants. he's probably going to go as far and as beyond as you'll let him to make you feel better because he doesn't like seeing you down

cry if you need to, but mikey won't care.

i mean, he will care because he doesn't want you feeling so bad to the point you'll cry, but he won't mind the tear and snot on his shirt because your wellbeing means more to him than a shirt or a hoodie.

even if you weren't dating and were just friends, mikey would still be a great emotional support just because he knows how it feels, and he hates to see you in the same spot he's in.

but it's okay, because the two of you can gradually help each other get better, even if it takes a long time.

[reaperfeels]

I like this artstyle

CHIFUYU HAS IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT TO MAKE🙌

this applies to all of yous

i don’t want to see a SINGLE nibble on that cat

[reaperfeels]

Love this whole series

Young Love ; Final Part

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𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐘/𝐍 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬--𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐭? 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐘/𝐍'𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐨𝐦.

( Ran x Y/N x Chifuyu— ethnic reader if you squint)

⚠️Mentions of: Teen pregnancy, cursing, abortion,

Previous Part; Part 4

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Recap~

Your rash footsteps practically forced Ran to back up from the door with haste. Your presence being forced in front of him as he realized he was not coming into your home space.

It was quiet, your eyes darting around the empty hall before falling on the taller male.

" Haitani."

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Your stare was blank.

Your eyes staring into the the man that once held your whole heart in his palms. The man that you once shared your being with, and spoke words that you never uttered again to. It was like your past flashed before your eyes, and unlike many—it did not bring you happiness and peace to see the young man with pigtail braids and a cheeky grin from all those years ago. Instead, you felt your eyes relax into a more grim and dark expression. This was not a pleasing sight to you, yet you pressed your tongue behind your teeth and swore not to say another word.

His own gaze was searing into you.

While your eyes remained fixed to his own, his eyes were traveling all around you.

Taking in your appearance, and letting his eyes wander especially at your stomach and exposed legs.

Your lower half— a part that drastically changes for a lot of woman after giving birth.

It was like a slap in the face as you let your eyes twitch in annoyance. You would've enjoyed your fresh motherhood body if not for the hardships and torture that came with being a single, and teen mom all by yourself.

So while you were looking at his eyes, Ran Haitani was looking at your figure.

Finally, his eyes came back up. Dragging them up to your face as a grin slowly drew onto his own.

In a second, Ran's gaze became more intense than your hate filled stare could ever be.

" You look magnificent love."

Ran Haitani looked like he was worth millions of dollars.

" Don't call me that."

Your response was quick, and the look in his eyes intensified shortly after.

" Don't tell me you're mad at me?" Ran asked you as he tilted his head to the side.

" I am."

" It was 9 years ago—"

" What do you want?"

Ran stared down at Y/N with sharp eyes. The grin on his face slowly faded away when he took in her firm frown and almost dead eyes. Her words were sharp and harsh, and her face showed no interest in his presence. It was like she had other things to be doing—things this were more important than seeing Ran after all these years.

Ran hated the feeling, and it was expected since he has always been the master at capturing attention.

And he was once a master at capturing and holding your attention.

Ran shook his head, his lips staying still as the sly grin showed in his eyes. " Did you get my envelope?"

You stared at Ran, and for a second you contemplated telling him another answer.

" I did."

Ran raised a brow at you. " You've always had manners. No thank you or anything? No—' thank you Ran for setting me straight for the next few years!'" He mocked with an attempt to sound like you.

Finally, the look of disgust took over your face. Embodying every thought you had on your mind about Ran Haitani.

" You want me to thank you?" You asked in shock. " You want me to thank you for showing up after almost 9 years?! What the hell do you think this is?!"

Ran's expression changed immediately. " Stop yelling." He sneered at you. " And don't think for a second that I came here for you—"

" Yeah I know," you cut him off with a laugh.

" You came here for Haruki, which you won't be setting an eye on."

Ran's face morphed to one of pure anger, and you found absolute pleasure in his expression—whether it was temporary or not.

You had opened the door for Ran for no specific reason. There was no thought in your mind to invite him, be nice to him, or let him see his son—let alone set an eye on him. Yet, you also didn't open the door for him with the intent to let the whole floor hear your baby daddy business, or for Chifuyu to hear you from all the way inside.

You didn't plan your approach to Ran Haitani, but with the words Ran had said to you—you wanted to believe that he didn't plan his approach either.

You didn't even realize that Ran had raised his voice, and was now talking to you at a tone that rivaled your own.

At the thought of Chifuyu, your mind wandered back to the two boys inside your complex.

" Stop fucking yelling." You sneered at Ran.

Ran gritted his teeth when he realized you weren't even concerned about anything he just said. " Why? So the fuck boy inside doesn't hear us?!"

Your eyes widened, and you could see the hint of amusement in Ran's orbs as you stared at him.

" What? You didn't think I would hear that right?!" He said as he laughed insanely at your expression. " You have a whole other dude around my son!?"

Your body was hot, and getting hotter by the second when Ran spat out words that were equivalent to utter rubbish. As you stared at him, your eyes began to soften as your mind wandered. Wandering back to the times you spent crying as a 17 year old girl. Exposed to the harsh realities of " love" after being blinded by it for two years.

You, a once dumb 17 year old girl—who had boldly declared to keep her baby despite her age, often found herself holding a hanger. Standing in a tub with a hand clamped over her mouth. Her thoughts racing around as tears streamed down her cheeks like an endless river.

You who lost everything over stupid decisions you had made in the two painful years of your life. Years that left your teenage era ruined and in shambles before you could even realize it was breaking.

" You left me."

Your words were as clear as day. Straightforward and firm as you blinked back the small tears that had managed to make way to your eyes.

" You left me with your kid Ran." You continued with a tremble in your voice. " You have no right to track me down or show up."

Ran's lips were parted, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't find the words.

He just had his eyes on you. Wide, blinking, and filled with emotion.

" Y/ N that was 9 years ago. I was a kid—"

" I was a kid too!" You interfered before Ran could finish his words. " I was a kid, literally, but I still gave birth to Haruki at 18! 18 fucking years old Ran! I could've got an abortion, killed myself, or used that fucking hanger that I promise I picked up more than once! But you know what! I didn't do any of that, and I was still a kid! And now you want to show up to me with 2 million dollars as your fucking pocket money?!"

At this point the sadness and hatred was shown openly in your eyes. Tears spilling and all vulnerable in front of your ex boyfriend. Someone you once considered to be the most important person to you.

Young love. It's so bitter and often ends horribly.

The usual stories of the amazing " bad boy" falling for the " good girl". The popular wanting the lame that sparks up conversations everywhere. Young love was an innocent type of love. The love where you're still figuring out yourself, and maneuvering around your feelings. After years of only telling family that you love them, you finally want to see what it means to love someone else that's not family. See what it means to blush, have your heart pound super fast, and get nervous in the presence of a person you're infatuated with. It was a new type of love that always took away a morale from someone, and whether they got that morale back at some point in their life is unknown.

Young love was an experience between kids. Between people who had the mind of a kid. Who were placed in situations that they stood stranded and confused in, after all, love isn't an easy emotion to explain.

So when you and Ran, both kids, fell " in love", it was time to question your real emotions.

You know you were infatuated with him. You loved the thrill he brought you, the attention you got, and the looks he gave you. You lived for it, and even though you were at war with yourself at 17–you still found peace, and that was through Ran.

He gave you belonging in a world that you never thought you would be in. Belong in.

And at the time you thought you were doing everything right. You're grades didn't drop like most smart girls did when they got boyfriends. So you labeled yourself as successful.

That was one of the many delusions you had made in your mind during your first love.

" What do you want me to do?"

Ran's voice was quiet. So quiet you didn't quite catch what he said.

But he stood there, watching you cry with his grin long off his face, and his posture almost defeated.

You blinked, your hand immediately coming to aid your wet cheeks. " I want you to leave."

The words were bitter on your tongue. They came straight from your heart and not your brain. You didn't think of your response to his question, and the true question behind Ran's question.

Should I come into Haruki's life or should I go?

And you had told him to go.

The look on his face was pleasing to your now bitter heart.

" What are you going to tell him?"

You were surprised that he was still calm.

You shrugged your shoulders. Setting your arms at your slide and blankness filled your eyes.

" We can't even..." Ran's eyes wandered, as if he was contemplating to say his next words.

" We can't even co parent?"

" Why do you want to see him all of a sudden?" You were harsh with your tone, and with the way your face twisted in. " No one needs your presence around anymore. I've done enough charity work."

" I've"— you were speaking from the heart of a broken 17 year old girl.

You could see Ran's face twist, as if he was about to make a comment about your wording.

" Me and Haruki are perfect without you." You quickly added to cover your self centered words. 

Ran stared at you. Eye contact so firm yet weak. It didn't make you nervous like it used to, or make your cheeks burn and your ears tingle.

" So..."

You continue to stare as he gulped. Blinking intensely for whatever reason as his eyes traveled the empty halls. You watched as he settled his gaze on your complex door.

" So I can't even meet him? Say Goodnight?"

You stuttered mentally.

How can you say no?

You stared at Ran, and you could see it in his eyes that he was pleading. That he really wanted to say "Goodnight", to see his child, even after 8 years of absence.

" Just say Goodnight and leave right after. I won't bother your little boy toy—"

" Okay."

" Wait really?" Ran's eyes were wide. Clearly not expecting that response from you.

It usually takes Haruki ten minutes to fall asleep after being put to bed. You were sure he was still slightly awake.

You inhaled a deep breath, turning your body away from him. " Yeah."

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" This way."

You made no effort to call out to Chifuyu personally when you and Ran walked through the house. The footsteps of two different people loud and clear. But you were sure that he was aware it was you and a companion buy the sound of your voice. That way, he didn't need to worry if it was intruders of any sort.

" Nice place."

You didn't respond to Ran directly, only nodding your head as you continued to move to Haruki's bedroom.

You came to a stop at his closed door.

" He should be asleep." You started as you looked to Ran. " But knowing him, he's probably fake sleeping until he falls asleep."

Ran nodded, eyes fixed on the closed white door. " So do I go in?...."

You shrugged your shoulders and tilted your head in a manner that gave mixed answers. Both " whatever you want", and "yes".

Ran inhaled a deep breath, and you could hear the shake in it. As much as you tried not to care, you could see the way his hands fumbled around for an imperfection on his clothing. Wanting to occupy himself by cleaning up his appearance, which was a sign of nervousness for Ran.

But how could you laugh at him?

It's been practically 9 years and he was finally about to see his son, and not in a manner that was joyous.

" Whenever you're ready." You mumbled to Ran.

You could see the appreciation on Ran's face from your words, but the moment you said it you instantly regretted it.

You didn't have his encouragement for the last 9 years. So as you leaned back, it was words to yourself to not engage anymore.

You watched as Ran stared at Haruki. You would've thought that your boy was sleeping  with the quiet inhales and exhales that showed expert signs of sleep. He could be faking, but Haruki's fake sleeping isn't good. Not as good as this.

Chifuyu must've tucked him in real good. You thought to yourself as a look of content settled into your eyes.

Ran was silent. The only thing being heard in the room was Haruki's humidifier that was sitting beside him.

You narrowed your eyes at Ran's head. As far as you were concerned, you didn't bing him here to watch Haruki sleep. It's either he gets involved, or goes away.

You don't need him to watch from afar.

It's better if Haruki continues to not know him, than Ran making himself known; and then ghosting.

" Well it looks like he's actually sleeping." You started in a hushed voice. " If you're not gonna say anything than let's—"

" Hey kid."

You stopped talking immediately.

" I know you're sleeping right now..." You watched as he observed Haruki for a short moment, all while gathering up the words he wanted to say. " I'm your biological father...your dad....in some way."

Part of you felt absolutely cold to Ran's words, having heard similar things yourself. Then another part of you kept your eyes pinned on Haruki; thinking about how happy he would've been to hear those words.

You shifted your weight onto your other leg, your brows furrowing as you studied Haruki's breathing.

He definitely wasn't hearing all of this.

" I'm sorry." Ran added, shuffling a little to stare closer at his son. " To you and your mom."

Ignore.

And you did. You pretended not to see the look Ran gave you.

" You done?" You suddenly spoke. Startling yourself with how harsh your tone was.

Ran looked at you. A look of utter shock on his face, like he was in disbelief to what you were saying. But another part of his expression  seemed to be begging you for more time.

" He's literally asleep Y/N."

You didn't even argue with Ran, for you don't know why you spoke to begin with.

All you did was give a court nod, taking a step back; as if you were removing yourself from the room, yet you remained inside and present.

" Right." 

You refused to listen to whatever Ran told Haruki for the next three minutes,

—not wanting to intervene on the 5 minutes he's getting with him.

—Not wanting to say anything that will make it seem as if you miss him, or yearned for him for years, or want him back.

So you kept quiet, not saying a word.

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Ran was crushed—

And his pride couldn't even deny it. Nothing about what just happened went how he planned. How he thought it would go. He thought he would have the upper hand, that he would keep his grin on the whole time because it was going how he wanted.  He thought that you would be compliant, and now that he looks back at it; he wants to slap himself because you were never overly submissive. He's adapted to his lifestyle as a Bonten Admin, having more power than he could ever imagine. Having everyone wanting him, and always getting what he desires. 

Truth hit. You didn't want him like every woman does, and Ran didn't get what he wanted.

He sighed frustratedly, feeling his stomach curl up as a bile rose in his throat. This was a horrible thing that he rarely felt.

He wanted to cry.

Ran wanted to just stay in his car and fucking think about all the shit he's done wrong. He already knows what he did was wrong, and he didn't finally except it until his younger brother physically beat it into him. Even so, after Rindou's beating, he still didn't go into the matter with a grown mentality.

His brother could barely even look at him, his ex truly didn't give a shit about him anymore. It's fair to say that you hated him at this point.

" Fucking hell.." he cursed as he ran a hand down his face.

A part of Ran didn't even want to ask for co parenting, because he truly didn't deserve it.

He willingly walked away from the lifestyle of being a parent, and didn't make the effort to go back when he became finically stable.

He took away the opportunity of Rindou being an Uncle the day he walked out on you. He took away your freedom to live out your big 18 freely, wildly, and to be a young and free adult.

Ran wanted to ignore the ringing of his phone badly.

He did not want to answer whoever was calling him. Especially when he was sure his voice would shake because of his current emotional state.

With a deep breath that held all his irritations, he dug his hands into his pockets to pick out his phone. He couldn't afford to ignore a phone call, especially with his occupation. It could be Mikey, his brother—as much as he is angry at him, or just important Bonten duties in general.

The moment Ran saw his boss's name on his ringing phone, he answered the call immediately.

" Hey Boss."

It was silent on the other line, and for a moment—Ran thought Mikey would have a negative reaction to him not answering on time. Even though Ran did answer, he left the boss ringing for too long.

" Boss?—"

" That took an awfully long time."

Ran inhaled a deep breath quietly, letting his head tilt over to the side. " Yeah I was just um...I was—"

" You're not at a house or apartment right now." Mikey didn't sound upset. " Stop by my office."

Ran blinked, his lips parting to ask why but the phone cut before he could.

Ran could only stare at the contact list projected before him. His eyes on his most recent phone call, and his thumb itching to call back his boss. Why was Mikey even paying attention to his location? Most importantly, how long has he been watching over him?

It would be bad, totally horrible if Mikey perhaps thinks that he needs to be aware of Y/N's location or business. It would be the biggest mistake Ran would make in his life if Mikey ordered something to happen to Haruki and Y/N. He would truly never forgive himself.

The thought alone made Ran uncomfortable.

Nevertheless, Ran pushed his feeling to the side and made his way to the headquarters as he was ordered to do. Specially to meet Mikey in his office. The drive there was silent, Ran's hand occasionally twitching when he let his inner thoughts and concerns flood his mind. The sight of his sleeping son plagued his mind the whole way to the headquarters. It was in that moment that Ran stood in the same room as his ex girlfriend/ baby mama, that he actually began to rethink and regret choices he's made in his life.

Rindou was right about everything he said, and meeting his child one-sided after 9 years didn't help defend Ran. It only made him feel more shitty.

" You took long enough." Mikey's dead voice said as Ran closed the door behind him.

Ran didn't even bother giving Mikey an excuse or sneaky grin. All he did was bow 90 degrees and mumble a ' sorry' as a response.

" Did everything go to shit?"

Mikey's question boiled undeniable anger in Ran that he knew was best to conceal.

" It was...it went a little off track— I suppose I can say."

Mikey tilted his head at Ran, clearly not believing a word he had said. " A little? I thought you were confident it would work in your favour?"

Ran was no fool. He could now clearly hear the teasing in his Boss's words. " I have no say."

" How long have you known?"

Ran's eyebrows furrowed immediately, and he couldn't help the stare he fixed onto his boss.

" I told you up till today Boss."

Mikey tilted his head, walking to the window do his office. His back turned away from his underling as he gazed at the dark view.

Mikey was certain that Ran was lying, and judging by his brothers behaviour, he can say he was correct.

Mikey guessed that Ran has known about his kid for a while in some way. His behaviour and wording over the last few years never poked Mikey weirdly. Haitani looked like the type to have baby momma's—plenty, in fact. But the meaningless jokes he made over the years slid past everyone easily. But now that he looks back at it, Mikey doubts Haitani is just finding out.

" I know what you've told me." Mikey started.

" And I know it's a lie. You've always known you had a kid—in some way."

Ran kept quiet, opting not to give a response that might end up coming out snarky to his boss.

After a long day, and horrible last few days due to the aftermath of his fight with his brother—Ran wasn't in the mood to be interrogated about his failed life as a father. As a man who left his girlfriend to defend for herself during pregnancy.

No excuse can hide the truth of what he did.

" I'm right. Aren't I?"

Ran started at Mikey, distress taking over his face as he slowly nodded. No longer was he trying to hide his own disappointment in himself with a sly emotion.

Mikey started at Ran. The men in Bonten have been by his side for a while. For years.  Even though there was a loneliness in his being from the absence  of people he grew up with, Mikey still acknowledged what his subordinates have done for him. Building this empire, and dedicating their lives to Bonten. Remaining loyal to him.

The idea that Ran hasn't been around his son, yet has been beside Mikey for years sparked something in the boss.

" Why don't I let you off for the rest of the project?"

Ran perked up, not expecting that response after the Boss's long silence. " That's not necessary—"

" It is." Mikey immediately interfered. " Take time to know your kid. To build a relationship with your baby mother."

Although Ran was grateful for the time off to have an opportunity, he wasn't sure that was possible anymore.

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" Who was that last night?"

Chifuyu asked at the island counter. You had both dropped Haruki off at school today. Showing up in Chifuyu's black BMW, a beaming smile on all your faces as if you were a little family. You were sure you surprised the teachers who've been seeing you man free for the last couple years. So now here you and Chifuyu sat at the island, eating breakfast as the tv played lightly in the background. A calming aura surrounding the complex, with the beautiful day light flooding in. The deep yellow sun now painting your house the same color.

" If you don't mind me asking." Chifuyu quickly added. " You didn't seem too happy, but I didn't want to rile you up more."

You cleared your throat, chewing on your eggs as you blinked. " He was— um..."

What was he?

Who was Ran?

Your baby daddy?

Your ex?

Which one of those facts did you want to admit to Chifuyu?

" You don't have to answer Y/N..." he trailed off lowly.

" He's my ex boyfriend." You shook your head quickly, gathering the courage in your throat.

" Haruki's biological dad."

You could see the shock that came across Chifuyu's face with the small movement your eyes made.

" Oh..." he said as he slowly nodded. " That makes sense."

You stared at your plate as something bubbles in your gut. You felt the need to explain things to Chifuyu further. To enlighten him that you and Ran were nothing, and to clear all worries he might have in his mind right now.

" We used to date when I was younger." You started as you chewed your final bit of food.

" We were together for a long time. We were...in love—I guess you could say. I mean, young 17 year old me really was attracted to the concept of love y'know? So attracted that I made a stupid decision that cost me my teenage and early adult years. Not that I...regret it...though. Well...now that I look at it I don't regret it. I ended up fine. But when he left after I told him the news, that's when I felt regret."

You didn't mean to make Chifuyu stop eating. Make him drop his fork as he stared at his plate in silence.

" It took me a while to adapt to life as a single mother." You continued, your tone more somber than before. " As a young mom especially. I had to do such gut wrenching things...."

Immediately you thought of that bitter moment in your bosses office. Young you didn't understand why that was happening, and there is nothing present you can say to defend those actions. You had felt so filthy that day, and it often nit picks at your mind.

" I'm sorry." You quickly apologized to Chifuyu; standing up. " The night ended horribly yesterday, and we all had so much fun; yet I'm dumping all of this shitty information on you that's probably making you second guess everything that we said—"

" I'm not second guessing anything." Chifuyu sounded certain, and as he raised his head; you knew there was nothing but truth behind his words. " I've always known you suffered with Haruki for a bit—before you met me. I just never knew it was all of...that."

Your face melted, lips parting as you fell speechless.

" I can see it in your eyes, the way you carry yourself, and the way you raise and discipline Haruki. There was a sad story behind you. There is a sad story behind you. I just didn't say anything, but I know Y/N."

For a second you stared at Chifuyu. " His father wanted to talk to him last night. But he was sleeping."

Chifuyu got quiet, letting you talk.

" I felt so bitter. Even after being certain for the last 9 years that I didn't want him around ever again. I'm saying I hate him, but I don't know if I genuinely do." Your lips curled into a snarl as you spoke. " I hate what he did to me and Haruki though. How he left."

Chifuyu reached for your hand, seizing it gently as he pushed his plate to the side. " You should talk to him, Y/N. You don't need him, that's a fact, but maybe Haruki might want to have him around."

Haruki might. Why would Haruki want his father around who left him while he was in the womb? Why would he want his father when he had his mother who cared for him x10?

Chifuyu gave your hand a squeeze due yo your silence. " Haruki doesn't have a reason to hate him, since he's so young. You do. But you can't project it onto Haru."

Why was Chifuyu willing to understand Ran?

" What about you?"

Your question made Chifuyu raise a brow.

" What about me?" He asked back. " This isn't about me Y/N. And Haruki's dad being present won't effect our relationship."

" I really don't know why he's coming back now.....almost 9 years later." Your eyes averted as your spoke, and by your tone—Chifuyu can tell that you were also asking yourself.

" It's never too late to build a relationship with your child." He said with a small sigh. Your rather bitter energy was no longer concealed. Your anger for Ran was noticeable—yet understandable, so Chifuyu didn't see the point in downplaying it anymore.

" Yes it is." You countered with a a teeny raise in your voice. " Your kids are adults and now you want to get to know them? Please. It's too late."

" Maybe," Chifuyu shrugged, pinning a gentle look on you.

" —But I wouldn't mind if my dad showed up today."

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6 Months Later,

" This is the first time I'm not near Haruki the month of his birthday."

Y/N said as she filled a duffel bag with various of things. She had made a deal with Ran, one she now reflected to be far too generous. He can have Haruki for two weeks. Not just a regular two weeks like they usually did, but the two weeks before his 9th birthday. Haruki started counting down for his birthday exactly three weeks before, and he had began his countdown recently. The duffel bag was filled with Teddy's, toys, homework practice sheets, hair supplies, and snacks that Haruki's likes to eat. You didn't give a two week supply of snacks, if Ran cared he would buy it again when they run out.

" You're overpacking." Chifuyu said with a sweat drop as he dropped Haruki's luggage in the foyer. " It's only two weeks."

You scoffed at his words. " It's like preparing for a babysitter. He's never taken care of Haruki before. So yes, over packing is necessary."

You didn't need to look back at Chifuyu to know he was frowning. " I know it sounds mean, but we both know it's true. I mean... I did the same to you for the first week."

" Yeah that makes sense." Chifuyu said with a sigh, watching as you stuffed the last bag of chips inside. " You called off right?"

" Off of what?"

" Lord have mercy Y/N..."

You turned to Chifuyu with a raised brow as he rubbed his forehead. " What?"

" Babe you are so forgetful." He said with a laugh that sounded almost pained. " —Called off of work."

You're eyes widened to saucers as you stared at him. Your job at the bar was still the same. Bonten had raised the pay of the workers by a lot, and your pay was more than triple what you were getting before. The place was busy all the time, and the tips you got from the rich men and women that you served were insane. You remember receiving your first tip from a high level man after the two week renovations, and you were shook. It was equivalent to your monthly pay check at the time.

Life became much easier despite how dangerous your job had become.

The money Ran gave you and your money combined was all Haruki needed for school. So you were done taking out money from your pay check to Haruki's school life, and it sure saves you a lot.

So in result of all these good things, you now work 4 times a week. Specific days where your admirers mostly show up and drop a hefty tip in your pocket. Your life was stable, and you always had extra money to the side at the end of every week. Never did you think you would be paying bills early, and here you are.

" Shit!" You cursed after your moment of silence. " Can you please call in for me while I get Haruki from his room?! How could I forget!?"

You watched as Chifuyu nodded. Taking your phone to make way to your contacts before taking off to another room.

Ran should be here soon. Maybe in the next 20 minutes, and you were sure you had everything packed and ready for him. You rose to your feet, staring at everything as you mentally checked things off in your head. As far as you were concerned, you had everything ready for Haruki to have an ensured good time with Ran. This would be their first initial bonding time together as father and son, and you had boosted the amusement of this by packing recreational things. Something you didn't have to do.

" Haruki!" You yelled for your son. After all, he was the only thing unchecked on your mental list. " Your father will be here soon! Come down!"

You immediately cursed yourself when you realized you were supposed to go to Haruki, because Chifuyu was on the phone with your bartending Manager.

Ding, ding.

Talk about 20 minutes.

You don't ever remember Ran Haitani being early. Praise the lord if he was ever punctual, but 20 minutes early was far from on time. That's as early in a way that could be considered disrespectful.

But like Chifuyu said, it's never too late to change.

Ring, ring, ri—

" I'm coming!" You yelled before the third ring could finish. " Geez."

You'll have to apologize to Chifuyu later with all the yelling you're doing.

You opened the door with a face that was already flat because you had a good idea who was at that door.

" You're early."

Ran stared at you, his eyes skimming down to take in your appearance. Or more specifically, look over the rather formal clothes you were wearing in question.

" Well hello to you too Y/N," he said with a grin. Immediately letting himself in. " I'm glad you can finally call me instead of speaking through my brother."

You rolled your eyes at the subject he had settled to discuss upon. Out of everything Ran could've said, he had to bring up something like your behavior towards him.

" You can stop there, thank you." You said. Stopping him from proceeding any farther into your home. " Matter of fact, how is Rindou? I haven't talked to him since yesterday."

Ran stared at you for a good second. Hands tucked into his dress jacket. " Aside from our last conversation you haven't spoken to me in weeks."

You didn't know exactly what to say to Ran. You avoided him at work when Bonten would show up on any random day of the month. Always making an unexpected appearance once a month to relax in their personal recently built VIP section. You avoided confrontation with him, and only send videos and pictures of Haruki that you collect weekly.

You had no business speaking more with Ran Haitani. Your ex. Your baby father. Not when you were a woman in a relationship.

In fact, if it was up to you, you wouldn't speak with him at all. He's lucky he and Haruki's relationship is getting stronger, because that kid that resembles him is the only reason he'll ever hear from you.

" I've been busy." You shrugged off as a final answer. " Let me call Haruki down again—"

The call of his name immediately followed with an answer and footsteps. You gave a look to Ran that told him he wouldn't be present any longer to interrogate you.

" Daddy!" Haruki called with joy as he made contact with the cold floors. " Daddy's here!"

The sprint he made to his father was adorable.

Ran welcomed Haruki with wide arms, lifting him up into the air almost immediately. Just like how Chifuyu always did, but Ran added the extra spins.

" Hey buddy," he said as he hoisted his almost 9 year old son on his hip. " How you doing?"

Haruki smiled brightly as he stared into the same colored eyes of his father. " Good!"

You watched as Ran pressed a quick kiss to Haruki's forehead before lowering him back down to the ground.

" So I'm guessing you got everything ready?" Ran asked you with a big inhale. " The trip is going to be me, Haru, and Rin only."

You nodded. Lifting the luggages you packed as you nodded Ran over. " Yup. I called the school about his vacation also. You're set."

Ran removed the luggages from your hold before you even had the opportunity to put them in drag mode.

" Thanks." He said as he towered over you.

" I know this whole thing is new to you, and me too, so thanks for letting me have another chance."

You settled a small glare on him as you scoffed. " You're acting like you wouldn't have found a way to get what you wanted anyways."

Ran quickly shook his head at your words. Denying them. " Never. I'm truly thankful to you."

With the look in Ran's eyes, you knew he wasn't lying. That gaze hadn't changed since you guys were teenagers. It was the look of genuine words. He often fixed such a look on his brother, but you were able to be on the receiving end sometimes. Even now, into your adulthood, Ran still managed to allure you in with ways only you would understand.

How could you possibly go on hating him? It wouldn't do any good, and it was really only affecting you.

You weren't sure if it was forgiveness that flew through you...

" No need to thank me." You shrugged, taking a step back. " I'm just doing it so Haruki has fun."

Ran nodded, but you were sure he saw through it. " I just hope one day we can make me and you work out aga—"

" You guys are leaving already?" Chifuyu asked as he walked in. " At least let me see you off buddy."

Haruki immediately ran to hug the blonde man, and you couldn't help but notice that Ran had a new interest to stare at.

" I'm going to miss you..." Haruki mumbled.

You smiled faintly at the soft interaction.

" You'll have fun with your dad and uncle."

Chifuyu gave Haruki one last hug before he let him run back to his father. " Hello Haitani."

Ran hummed in acknowledgment, watching as Chifuyu joined your side.

He let his eyes roam the matching formal wear you guys wore. Looking over at the clothes that clearly showed you two would be accompanying each other somewhere tonight.

" Say bye Ruki." Ran urged as he opened the door to exit.

You waved bye to your son with Chifuyu standing by your side. Words to bless them of a good trip filled with fun memories with his uncle and father.

All while avoiding the eyes of the man you once called your lover.

" We met each other when we were young, before we knew enough about disappointment, and once we did we found we reminded each other of it."

—Nicole Krauss

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tokyo revengers ⇢ “I CAN HOLD THE WORLD IN MY HANDS”

how the tokrev boys react to you saying you can hold the world in your hands then gently cupping their face [part one]

ft. keisuke baji, takashi mitsuya, ran haitani & shuji hanma

“look at me holding the world in my hands,” you tell BAJI as you gently cup his face. he’s not one to easily turn down some pda; plus, it’s near closing time when you visit the pet shop he co-owns so you don’t think too much of it until he starts grumbling, “babe, not in front of the guys…” you glance over his shoulder—chifuyu is at the counter, auditing today’s revenue while kazutora is checking store inventory—before turning back to your boyfriend. “you don’t like it when i do this?” as baji lowers his head, his hair falls over his face, concealing the blush in his cheeks. “i do but they’ll tease me forever.” you release a snort, holding in a hearty laugh. you know this isn’t baji trying to look manly but it can’t be helped that his friends relentlessly poke fun at him when they feel like it. “sorry,” you tell him in a carefree voice before letting go of his face to pat him lightly on the chest. “alright, tough guy. get to work.” he chuckles at the nickname, giving you a peck on the cheek. “wait for me right here.”

“i used to do this with my sisters all the time. you can’t beat me,” MITSUYA boasts as you’re at the third round of your staring contest, your boyfriend winning the first two. “cheater,” you mumble which makes him laugh. “how am i cheating?” “you’ve had practice.” he remains unfazed while your eyes begin to sting. in a desperate attempt to distract him, you take his face in your hands and you notice his breath slightly stutter at the unexpected gesture. “what are you doing?” “holding the world in my hands,” you coo but to your dismay, he still doesn’t blink. “now, that’s cheating.” in spite of the subtle shade of pink blushing his cheeks, there’s a self-satisfied grin on his lips at the ineffectiveness of your little stunt. “why won’t you blink?” you grunt. “i told you…” mitsuya trails off, maintaining eye contact as he turns his head to mutter against your palm, “i’m good at this.” he punctuates it with a lingering kiss on your hand, prompting you to blink involuntarily. “i win again.”

RAN has been coming home late due to his meetings so as promised, he takes you to a lookout spot that has a lovely view of the city, away from his gang life and alone with you. “it’s nice up here, isn’t it?” he tells you and you hum in agreement, basking in his warmth as he hugs you from behind. keeping one arm around you, he raises the other to point at a hill from a distance, directing your line of sight towards somewhere higher than your vantage point. “you see that? i’m gonna buy you a big house on that hill and give you the best view of the whole city. gonna make you feel like you’re on top of the world.” “what if you don’t?” you dare jokingly but you realize he’s serious when he pulls you flush against him to whisper in your ear: “i will. i’ll give you the world, baby. just you wait.” finally, you spin in his embrace to look at him, reaching up to cradle his face in your hands. “i already have it right here.” despite the twinkle of affection in his eyes, a smirk forms on his lips as he presses it against yours. “no need to flatter me. i’ll still give you what you want.”

you’re sat on HANMA’s lap with your back against his chest as he encircles his arms around you to compare hand sizes. “your hands are tiny,” he teases, laughing when you elbow him playfully. “you just have really big hands.” “yeah. to keep your baby hands warm,” he snickers. “okay but can you do this?” you shift on his thighs to face him, your palms finding purchase on his cheeks. “i can hold the world in my hands.” the sudden tenderness in your tone catches him off guard but it doesn’t stop the smirk from creeping onto his features. “easy. i can hold it in one.” he gently grips your face, tightening his hold just enough to squish your cheeks and give you a smack on your puckered up lips. when he pulls away, his mouth is stretched into a shit-eating grin but the gleam in his eyes is nothing short of loving. “what else you got?”

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Get him reader

a/n: reader is not ticklish so sry if u are :D this is pretty self indulgent btw

Mitsuya is a tease. He loves complimenting you to see that little blush bloom on your cheeks, he loves kissing you in places where only he can have access to, he loves to tickle you- wait...why aren't you laughing? Why aren't you rolling on the floor and pleading for him to stop? Why are you looking at him like that?

"You...you're not ticklish?" With a shake of your head, a sudden sheen of sweat lines Mitsuya's forehead and you gasp.

"Are you~?"

That tone. So very scandalous for his own good. Just the right amount of teasing and the a few drops of mischievousness, "H-heyyyy baby, what's up?"

A nervous chuckle swims out of his throat, a hand running through his lavender hair as he backs away from your advancing form. He can step on you if he wanted- hell he can put you in his pocket and you can live there, but with this new found information, the tables have been turned rather drastically.

"Why are you running from me Taka?" He shouldn't fall for it. That super powerful turbo 3000 ultra cute pout you have etched on your face, "jus' wanna hug you."

And so your fingers pinch his sides and he gasps out a whimpered laugh, "S-stop.." but do you listen? Of course not, why would you? You basically just found the key to being the most powerful being and you're not gonna use it against him? What a stupid thought!

You laugh along as you continue your ministrations until both of you can't breathe anymore. A heavy sigh elicits from you, your hands wrapping around his waist, "you're cute."

"Not. That was bullying."

"Nu uh."

"Uhuh."

An innocent giggle and a kiss to his cheek, he's quick to forgive you for now. He can't stay mad at you. How can he?

@moonswolfie

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Mikey’s Twin Sister who’s short(like 5’2) with Sanzu,Mitsuya or the Haitani Brothers???! If that’s ok 😅 but like Mikey is really overprotective because of how small she is even though she’s probably as strong as him

imma go with mitsuya today but who doesn't love mitsuya <3

ᵐⁱᵏᵉʸ'ˢ ˢʰᵒʳᵗ ᵃˢˢ ˢⁱˢᵗᵉʳ !!

being mikey's twin includes...

it's a little ridiculous how mikey taunts you for being short when he's the shortest out of his entire friend group. the most leverage he has over you is 2 inches, which isn't even a lot considering the height of his friends like draken and hakkai.

even so, mikey still makes the effort to call you a garden gnome because you're small, and often refers to you as a chihuahua or something else that's small and has anger issues. (he's called you a cactus before and nearly got decked in the face)

however, even if with all the bullying and teasing he does, mikey would NEVER allow someone else outside of your family members to speak a single bad syllable about you. oh? they think your height is strange for someone your age? they'll come out with a broken leg. someone thinks no one will love you because your height isn't attractive? they can have a broken nose.

you can try and stop him from being violent with every single person who thinks you're weird or something, but the most you can do is prevent him from breaking their bones.

thankfully, mitsuya knows a few tricks on how to keep your brother in line, so you don't have to, and i quote, "worry your pretty head about it."

it still comes to a shock for you how you bagged a guy like mitsuya because sometimes we all look at him and go "wtf you so fine" and truth be told, that's you everyday.

you give him the side eye for being hot as hell, and hakkai is definitely on board with you. sometimes, he adds that it should be illegal for one person to be so attractive, and you can't even be mad about him calling your boyfriend hot. (it's the truth, can't be mad at him for that.)

what's even funnier is how mitsuya asked you out.

he tripped and fell, looked at you because you were walking with him, and straight up said, "i guess i fell for you. i kinda like it down here though."

reader.exe has stopped working

i know it sounds ooc but he said all this with a straight face, and you had to stare him down for him to give it up and ask you out properly.

(fun fact: he did trip and fall because he was admiring how cute you were)

mitsuya is the definition of someone who's fallen harder. you may have fallen first and tried to keep things under wraps, but he fell for you with the velocity of a avalanche. and he doesn't even try to hide the fact he's down bad for you either.

you could be having a hard time keeping up with the gang because you're short and can't run as fast, and he'll pick up bridal style and make a run for it. you could be just standing around, talking with draken and mikey, but mitsuya will go behind you and just hug you from the back.

he likes holding you.

he also likes carrying you and having you sit behind him on his motorcycle because then you'll hold onto him for dear life. he also gets to hear you laugh when he jumps on a highway and goes extra fast, so that's a bonus.

you and mitsuya are the definition of golden retriever bf and black cat gf.

and mikey follows with that format and gives you and mitsuya and golden retriever and black cat plushie. (they sit on both of your beds respectively)

also back on the topic of people thinking you're a weirdo, mitsuya won't take that shit kindly. never has and never will because you're literally perfect in his eyes, and it annoys him that people can't see how great of a person you are just because you're short.

he won't go as far as mikey to breaking someone's bones or beating people up, but if someone physically tries to do something to you, there's not a lot that can hold him back from swinging.

most of the times, he'll speak up in your defense and say that the person must be blind because you look perfectly fine as you are. what's wrong with being a little short? everyone was short at some point in their life, so what's the problem?

deadass glares at whoever looks at you wrongly 100%

it's a lot better than throwing hands like mikey and draken does all the time (draken gets brother privileges too apparently), and definitely saves you some brain cells.

overall, you have a love-hate relationship with your twin, and you would propose to your boyfriend any day of the week. there are no plans to break up with him because who tf breaks up with mitsuya fucking takashi.

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Heyy :)), I saw your requests open and I was wondering if you can write up some tokyo rev headcanons for this scenario:

Chracter visits reader's house for 'studying' but when the enter the house they are immediately greeted by a huge ass doberman dog who's looking at them like they murdered their mom. And reader's just like : whuehue they don't bite :))

(I just went into my bestie's house and they didn't inform me their cousin and their dog was visiting and I felt like I almost died like three times when the dog tried to tackle me, like their paws are literally up my shoulder and their slobber was all over my face. The owner's just like 'oh he's an angel he just wanted to be friends with u' sir you don't know how to speak dog how do you know if it's actually telling me to prepare my prayers? Shdhgdhdgd sorry for oversharing but I just wanted to tell u where this came from and I also want to see others suffer the same thing. Thankss ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️)

A/N: Of course, thank you so much for the request❤️ I laughed so hard while writing this 😂 It was so much fun to do. Here you go luv, I hope you like it!

Characters: Ran, Takemichi, Shinichiro, Baji, Chifuyu

Ran

The poor bastard never expected to be face-to-face with your personal bloodhound and it was all Rindou’s fault. The younger haitani was used to coming over your house and he knew you had a dog, so when Ran told him he’d be “borrowing” you for the night to study, best believe he made sure not to mention a word about the canine that guarded you and your house.

Was screaming like a little girl when the dog started barking as it towered over him, looking like it was ready to make the lanky male its next chew toy.

He thought that if he was going to die, he’d make sure he didn't get his face messed up too bad.

“ANYTHING BUT THE FACE!”

While Ran was screaming bloody murder and begging for his life to a hundred pound dog, you were innocently watching the whole commotion through the home camera that was installed.

“Y/n why the fuck do you have that demonic mutt in your house?!” “ ‘Demonic’? He’s a sweetheart, he wouldn’t hurt a fly!”

Ran believed that it was utter bullshit, especially after he almost had his gorgeous face mauled.

No matter how much you reassured him, he didn’t dare come near the dog.

Complained that he could’ve died because you nor Rindou told him that you had a dog.

He spends the whole night fighting with the dog for your attention and when it would get too close to him, he would use you as a shield.

He definitely considered the idea of poisoning it at some point.

When it was time to leave he made a mental note to murder Rindou when he saw him after putting him in a near-death experience.

Takemichi

The poor soul passed out right then and there when he was face to face with your “human friendly” pet.

Chifuyu suggested that he should get some ‘tutoring’ from you since he was struggling so much in class.

His friend was an idiot, so of course he forgot to mention that the pet you had was a Doberman.

His screams were definitely mistaken for a little girl’s scream. The whole neighborhood could hear him.

When you come to see what is happening, you see Takemichi knocked out cold while your dog covers him in drool as he licks his face.

“A-am I dead?” “No, you idiot! My baby would never hurt someone!”

Genuinely thought you were crazy to think something as big as your Doberman wouldn’t jump at the chance to chew his limbs off.

He makes up an excuse that he was just stopping by and didn’t need any tutoring.

Cries to Chifuyu that he almost died because of him.

“If I die, I’ll make sure I drag you to hell with me!” Quoted a teary-eyed Takemitchy.

Shinichiro

The older Sano just wanted to spend some time with you after a stressful day, but was thrown into despair after seeing a Doberman greet him in your living room.

The poor soul gets chased around your house for a whole hour before you come home to see him hitting your dog with a pillow.

“Y/n! Thank god! PLEASE HELP ME!” 

When you explain to him that you recently had gotten a dog for extra protection, it made him offended. Why get a dog when you have someone that would protect you with their life? Let alone someone who has a whole gang backing him up.

He would complain that you could’ve gotten a medium sized dog instead of asking hell for one of its' bloodhounds to be your canine companion. 

When he tries to smoke, the dog would growl at him as a warning not to smoke around you.

When he tells Wakasa and Benkei about what had happened, they admit that they also had similar encounters with your dog. They secretly made a pack that if they were to encounter your dog without you around again, they’d fight it off together. 

“If one of us goes down, then we all go down” - Shinichiro.

One day, he brought his siblings over to your house with him and your dog instantly fell in love with the two. (Complained later on that the dog was trying to replace him)

Manjiro and Emma teased him for being a wimp and he had threatened to feed them to the dog, but ended up almost having his hand bitten off afterwards.

Baji

He was used to dealing with animals at the pet shop, especially angry cats, but dealing with a huge ass Doberman was a different story.

The moment he walks in your house, he is greeted with your angry-looking Doberman with small bits of meat decorating its teeth.

He genuinely thought you had been eaten by it.

In an attempt to get away, he throws his backpack at it while running out the door.

He ends up bumping into you and is relieved yet confused at the same time.

It takes you two whole hours just to get him to calm down.

“He doesn’t bite Baji!” “You weren’t the one that thought it ate their friend.”

When he sees Chifuyu at the pet shop, he makes sure that they don’t end up taking in any big dogs like the one he had encountered with you.

Has nightmares about his cats getting murdered by your dog for the next two weeks.

Chifuyu

Similar to Baji, Chifuyu is an expert at handling animals, but not huge dogs.

You and him were studying for an upcoming exam and you had forgotten that you needed to feed your dog.

Now, in Chifuyu’s mind he thinks you have one of those small-sized puppies girl’s usually like. But, he’s proven wrong when you come back with a huge Doberman following behind you, already eyeing Chifuyu as his dinner.

At the moment, it looked like you were going to feed him to the dog.

He starts to beg for forgiveness for whatever he’s done wrong to make you want to use him as a human sacrifice. 

Goes on and on about stuff he did wrong while clinging on to your leg. 

Poor Chifuyu was in a state of panic, until you shook him hard enough for him to get his act together.

“Chifuyu he’s trained, he won’t eat you.” “Last time I checked you don’t speak dog language! What if he plans to eat me behind your back!”

He thinks it’s jealous of him because you guys are close.

Forces you to come over his house if you want to see Peke J. because he firmly believes your dog will try to murder his cat out of spite.

Wanted Baji to suffer the same thing he went through, but ended up getting the shit beat out of him afterwards.

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Ahhh mitsuya

Looking At Me

Prompt: Tokyo Revengers boys caught you staring at them 

Genre: fluff, sickly romantic?

Warnings: None except for y/n being a slight pervert in Mitsuya’s part sorry not sorry

Characters Includes: Mikey, Draken, Chifuyu, Baji, Mitsuya

A/N: heyyy luvs, I’m back in the saddle lol. Just wanted to share some 3 AM thoughts that I had wrote up! I’m considering making more parts of this cuz this had me running LAPS 🫠, feel free to tell me what you think! Also, thank you all so much for the appreciation of my posts, you all are the best, enjoy!

Parts:

Part 1    Part 2 

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Yesssssssssssssdss

Arranged Marriage to the Demon of Sakuragi: Chapter 2 Alone in the Courtyard

This is the 2nd Chapter of the “Arranged Marriage to the Demon of Sakuragi” story I’ve been writing! This chapter is kind of a wrap up of last chapter from Kirishima’s POV.

I’m also releasing this story on ao3 (under the same handle: pernesophe) if you’d like to access it there!

CW: stalking, angst, fluff

As always, if you’re reading this, then thank you!! I hope you enjoy it! :)

Alone in the Courtyard

Sugihara gives Kirishima a nod of approval once you’re out of earshot and says, “Smooth, I really thought you were gonna mess that up somehow.”

“Say that again and I'll spend the rest of the night practicing my French Braid on you.” He retorts with a glare.

The blonde grovels, mouth agape, “no Kirishima - I’m sorry! I was just teasing! You know I get migraines when you do that!!”

“I can just shave your head then. That way, I can practice anytime I want, and you won’t have to worry about your head hurting,” Kirishima taunts back with a shit eating grin.

“KIRISHIMA - YOU WOULDN'T!” Sugihara pleads - failing to stifle his cry.

Then, his demeanor shifts to be a little more serious as he asks, “do you think she’s just being paranoid?”

“I mean… probably. Wild Dogs… in this area? Pfft.” Kirishima chuckles flatly, his tone letting on how ridiculous he thinks it is.

“Well, I’m glad you didn’t say that to her! She’s kind, but I would bet even she’d have second thoughts if you were that insensitive.” Sugihara chastises as he looks sideways at his friend.

“Maybe…” Kirishima ruminates aloud before taking a long drag of his cigarette. “I’m honestly pretty worried about that… I’m not so sure we’ll be a good match.” He mutters, puffing out a cloud of smoke.

He looks anywhere but Sugihara’s face as that same dreadful feeling claws in his chest.

“What do you mean?” He asks, obviously concerned by Kirishima’s self doubt. It was uncharacteristic for him to be open about his feelings like this, especially sober and at what he’s been referring to as a “Work Meeting” for weeks.

“I mean… Maybe she’s too good for me. She’s too soft and kind. I mean she volunteers at the hospital for shit’s sake! I don’t think I’ve volunteered to do anything in my life… She seems… happy all by herself… So why did she agree to marry The Demon? All I’m gonna do is disappoint her, or worse, hurt her… somehow… At the end of the day, we may need her for this alliance, but I can’t imagine that she would need me for anything.” Kirishima finishes his rant with a harsh sigh while rubbing at the back of his neck.

If he weren’t actively avoiding looking at Sugihara’s face, then he could see the unbridled look of disbelief.

“I don’t think you would hurt her, even unintentionally. I mean, just look at how you are with the Little Lady! I know you would rather cut off your own hand before disappointing or hurting her, so why would you be any different towards Y/N? As for her needing you … well she might not… but she does seem to like you. At least I think she does! The way she looks at you is the same way a school girl looks at the popular guy, y’know? She had Heart Eyes when she first saw you!” Sugihara babbles incessantly, scrambling to put his friend’s mind to rest. Kirishima takes another long pull of his cigarette, mulling over the blonde’s words for a moment.

“Eh, I suppose,” he puffs out another cloud of smoke - like a depressed dragon - sighing deeply.

“Just, believe in yourself a little more man. She likes you. Take the win ,” Sugihara pats Kirishima’s shoulder to punctuate his encouraging words.

Slowly, the blue haired man relinquishes, nodding in agreement.

“Yeah I’ll try,” his voice is low but a wistful smile graces his lips from his friend’s reassurances.

Sugihara grins and tells him he’ll see him inside before heading through the door.

***

Finally alone, Kirishima takes a final drag of his cigarette before pinching it out.

Wasting no time, he stalks toward the bush, and prepares to scare off whatever unfortunate creature that left you so unnerved.

As he approaches the bush, it begins to rustle softly about 20 steps away. Narrowing his eyes and quickening pace to close the distance, but he hears footfalls from behind the bush - exiting the courtyard altogether.

Not bothering to give chase, instead he peers down into the bush to see broken twigs, snapped branches, and a scattering of leaves on the ground. Though empty now, in the center of the bush is a human sized indent that could easily fit a man slighter in stature than him.

The hairs on the back of his neck stand on end as he clenches his jaw, his mind racing as he mulls over why someone would be hiding in the Asano Courtyard. Especially on a night as important as this one.

The rustling started when Y/N was outside, so it’s doubtful that it was an Asano clan member intending to spy on the Sakuragi clan.

His teeth grit and hands curl into fists as he arrives at a possible conclusion: Whoever it was… could have been spying on Y/N…

If we hadn’t come out when we did…

Guilt and anger wash over his whole body - chest hollowed out and replaced with wildfire. Every inch of his body feels weightless and lit aflame all at once. Shaking his head to clear an angry head rush as he begins searching the courtyard for any other signs of someone hiding, but he finds nothing.

Shoving his clenched fists in his pockets, Kirishima considers lighting up another cigarette to soothe his burning nerves.

Instead, he swears to himself that he will take you more seriously going forward, and protect you no matter what.

The realization dawning on him that your wide eyes, nervous laughs and the way you brushed off the panic were all signs of how someone acts when they’ve been scared for a while.

If she has to marry The Demon , then at the very least she shouldn’t have to look over her shoulder like that anymore. I’ll ruin whoever makes my wife tremble in fear. That’s the least I can do. Kirishima vows silently.

Turning around, he reminds himself to relax his jaw and erase the tension from his face before heading back to the party.

***

Once back inside, Kirishima discreetly pulls Kenji aside to let him know - making sure you don’t see them. He wanted to avoid confirming your suspicions, and ultimately giving you a reason to feel unsafe in your own home.

“Is that so?” he hissed through gritted teeth, his gruff voice laced with anger.

“That’s what I saw, and that’s what Y/N said happened. Just keep an eye out. I’ll talk to my boss and men to keep an eye on her when she’s out and about in our territory in case someone is watching her.” Kirishima assures Kenji, as his steely gray eyes shift over the other man’s shoulder repeatedly worried you would stumble upon their conversation without them noticing.

“Thanks. I’ll keep you updated with what we find out.” Kenji states, and gives Kirishima a grateful nod. Then, they both rejoin the party quickly before the goodbyes begin.

Later that night, back at the Sakuragi Residence:

Kazuhiko Sakuragi and his midnight haired Lieutenant are sitting in the Family Head’s meeting room. The house is silent other than their hushed conversation - Kirishima remembered his phone reading midnight before heading into the meeting.

“… I think it’s possible someone was spying on Y/N.” He finishes explaining what you saw and the events in the courtyard to his Boss. As Kirishima recounted the story his fists clenched on the tops of his thighs. At times his voice would turn hushed and distressed, or he would hiss out other parts - indicating to Kazuhiko that he was truly bothered by the events in the courtyard.

The older man remains silent, nodding as he mulls over the new information. After a long pause, he looks at Kirishima thoughtfully.

“All we can do is keep an eye on the situation, if you want ,” Kazuhiko emphasizes the last phrase, looking to Kirishima expectantly.

“I don’t understand what you mean Boss…” Kirishima - a little bewildered - speaks slowly, and trails off at the end.

“I mean that, though I realize this Union would be beneficial to the family, is it beneficial to you ? Do you feel like you could be happy with Y/N ?” The Sakuragi Clan Head spoke clearly, holding the younger man’s gaze throughout his inquiries.

“I, uh, well…” Kirishima stammers, casting his eyes to the floor. He didn’t know how to respond.

Yes, of course she would make me happy, but…

“You have a choice too. If this isn’t what you want, then just tell me.” The Clan Head commands in a paternal tone. Like a father requesting that his child tell him the truth - no matter what the fallout may be.

“I’m not sure if it is or isn’t… I’m happy to get to know her, and she seems like the type of person who would make anyone happy… But I’m worried I won’t make her happy…” he’s unable to meet Kazuhiko’s gaze through his confession. Revealing his seldom shown vulnerable side. The self conscious Kirishima.

“Do you like her?” Kazuhiko asks bluntly - choosing to take the direct approach, rather than entertain Kirishima’s self doubt.

“I-I do. She’s not what I expected. I think she’s much better than any of my expectations actually…” he mused wistfully, a soft dusting of pink across his cheeks as he finally met his Boss’ eyes. Even through his perpetual shades, Kazuhiko could see the mist in his lieutenant's eyes.

“Then I have no doubt that you will find a way to make her happy,” Kazuhiko reassured him with a confident nod that rang of finality.

“As for the potential spy. Use your discretion - I trust that you will do what’s best. Utilize the men you trust most to handle this. There’s no way of knowing if they’re from our world or if they’re just some civilian. Keep me updated.” Kazuhiko’s authoritative tone had returned, ready to handle the issue at hand now that he was sure his Lieutenant’s heart was in it.

Kirishima thanks him, and gives a respectful, deep bow before exiting the room.

Turning down the hall, he beelines to find Sugihara, Takeuchi and Kanehira to dole out their marching orders.

Taking long strides down the corridor with his shoulders back, head held high, fists clenched, and jaw set so his sharp canines are on full display - he could easily be mistaken for a predator stalking through the shadows towards its unsuspecting prey.

[reaperfeels]

Takashi mitsuya my heart

TOKYOREV BOYS WHEN THEY GOT CAUGHT MAKING OUT WITH YOU

CHARACTERS: Rin . Ran . Draken . Mitsuya

WARNING/S: Suggestive content

Rin let you sit on his lap, his back resting on the couch in the Haitani's living room as his mouth moved against yours, a groan escaping his mouth as your hands tugged on his hair, prompting him to grab at your waist, pulling you closer into his body. his fingers digging into your skin as he trails it up and down your tights, taking a breather before crashing his mouth with yours once again before he pulled away at the sound of a gasp "oh~ I haven't left the house and you're already getting on it?" Ran teased as he had just gone down from upstairs and towards the front door. while you buried your head on Rin's chest the tips of your ears red from embarrassment. Ran puts on his shoes, a low chuckle escaping his mouth as Rin flips him off. "you guys have fun! but not too much fun!" Rin chuckled as he swung the door shut making Rin groan in annoyance before grabbing your chin and making you look up on him once again "he's gone, let's just continue" he hummed his eyes dilated with lust "so why don't you use that pretty mouth of yours and tell me what you want?" he mumbled but the loud opening of the door completely ruined the moment once again. "I forgot my phone!" Ran half yelled as he ran upstairs and out of the house in a flash. "Don't forget to use protection!"

Ran groaned as his mouth overlaps with yours and his hands all over your body as he pushes you down on his bed with him on top, the movie you two were watching blurring out in the background as his lips stayed glued to yours, every whimper, groans, and moans you emit makes him weak on the knees, his mouth doing all the work as he slides his tongue into your mouth, letting out a small whimper when you pulled on his locks a sigh escaping his mouth as his lips travel down your collarbone. but the door suddenly swung open and quickly closes made you two whip your head towards the door. "I literally texted you that I'm on my way to prevent this! check your dam phone!" Rin yelled outside the door making you and Ran stare at each other before bursting out laughing, "oh come on~ you're old enough to know these things ~" the older Haitani yelled over, never moving an inch off of you "I'm leaving!" the younger Haitani announce before stomping away "come back in an hour or so!" the Older Haitani yelled back and couldn't care less as he continues where he left off.

Draken placed a small peck on your lips as a thank you for the date and at the same time a goodbye kiss as he brought you home for the day, however as his other hand rose to cup your cheek he can't get enough, after he felt your hands on his collar pulling him closer he pinned you against the wall, earning a small whimper that made him almost go crazy, he took the opportunity to push his tongue past your lips, but quickly pulled away as someone cleared their throat, your brother stood behind you both, arms crossed against his chest "I'm sorry to interrupt but can't you do that somewhere private? the neighbors gonna complain again" Mitsuya sigh completely unaffected at the sight after catching you both countless times, you quickly pushed Draken off you who whip his head around towards Mitsuya "and you're late, you said you'll bring her home by 9 o'clock, it's already 9:05" he strickly said his questions directed at Draken "so you're gonna be like that?" Draken scoffed at your brother as he helped you fix your dishiveled hair. "I am, now come inside Y/N" Mitsuya gently pulled you inside as he look unimpressed at Draken who has an innocent but smug smirk "well I'll see you later at the meeting" Draken bid goodbye which Mitsuya rolled his eyes at "I swear I'm so sick of you now"

Mitsuya breathlessly groaned as he guides you up to one of the desks in the classroom after school had ended. eyes fluttering closed and letting his mouth do the work as he cages you against the desk, a whimper escaping his mouth as your fingers find their way into his neck to pull him more towards you. his hands grip your thighs as his tongue slide into your mouth, he was too invested that he didn't notice the door slid open. "So Mitsuya is capable of doing it after all" Baji commented snickering beside Draken who has a smirk on his face"I'm surprised he has time to do this when he forgot to make my uniform" "I knew you could do it Taka-chan!" Hakkai half yelled, giving him two thumbs up before he pushed the other two out of the classroom, the closing of the door making you and Mitsuya look at each other in wide eyes "what the hell happened?" you breathe still processing that you two did indeed got caught. "hell that is, I'm never gonna hear the end of it" he sighed as he rests his head on your shoulder, still caging you against the desk, his hands still placed on your tights. you chuckled as you guide his face back up to meet yours before placing a peck on his lips once more "then let's make the most of it?" you innocently ask, before he smiled back at you "absolutely"

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Iv only read about gizmo for a second and I would die for him

tokyo revengers text threads; little nothings! [part two]

including. hanma, kazutora, chifuyu, takemichi.

summary. cute boyfriends cute boyfriending.

part one.

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