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cindol · 4 months

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͘ ࣭⸰ ♡ " HOW THEY WOULD DO AS CO-PARENTS WITH YOU ! ” ͘ ࣭⸰ ♡

x fem reader

characters included : manjiro sano, sanzu haruchiyo, ken ryuji, rindou haitani, mitsuya takashi,

tw — everyone is a baby father, drug usage/drug bender mentioned

﹒.ᐟ 𐚁 cw— angst, bonten!sanzu, bonten!mikey, bonten!rindou, sanzu and mikey aren’t very good fathers, fluff

MANJIRO SANO ( MIKEY ! )

He’s in his son’s life but very distant. He makes sure you and his son are always taken care of but he doesn’t have a active relationship with his son, the most he’s ever done is show up to one elementary school graduation and pat his head a few times when rarely visiting your house.

His right hand man sanzu is there though as an uncle, kinda.

SANZU HARUCHIYO

Active in his daughter’s life but the relationship isn’t so strong due to him always going on benders and disappearing. When you get into arguments with him about his disappearing act his response is always the same as he goes through your fridge.

“You disappeared for three months sanzu, with not even a call or a text of where you were.” trying to nail these words deep into his head while he rummaged through your fridge.

“three months sanzu, no call, not even a ‘hey I’ll be out for this amount of days! But I’ll see you till then” you just left me and yuna wondering when daddy was gonna be back.” You weren’t even angry for yourself, sanzu wasn’t your boyfriend so that hole was already digged and burried. What really made you pissed is how he up and left leaving your daughter wondering why he hadn’t visited in such a long time, again.

Sanzu grumbled closing the fridge.“relax relax, enough with your grouching and shit. I was on a trip with mikey, just forgot my phone.”

“You were posting on your instagram story pictures of airplane food.”

there’s silence then a cough from him till he chuckles.“ah well, got the girl a cute little bunny stuffed animal. She still likes em at that age right?”

at least his heart is in the right place, sorta.

KEN RYUJI ( DRAKEN ! )

Might take the crown as one of the best baby fathers. He loves his baby girl, never misses any dance recital or holidays or birthdays to spend with his daughter.

his sweetness with his daughter almost makes you wanna get back together with him, it doesn’t help how even after the divorce he still was the gentleman he showed you from the beginning.

Always so helpful too when you look too drowsy and tired with eyebags.“I can always take sana an extra day you know? Don’t got shit on my weekend plans anyways” he joked at the end but still rubbing your shoulders, just because of how sweet he is.

You were sure that if you told him you have a date he’d tell you to enjoy yourself, much to his dismay.

RINDOU HAITANI

gangster in business but a loving father for his princess. He’s prone to missing a school play or small holiday but makes it up with gifts and bringing over his daughter’s favorite uncle ran.

as a ex husband he doesn’t step over the line, he knows your boundary. He doesn’t have an issue with you dating other men, even when you tell him you’ve met someone new he congratulates you.

“good for you, just make sure he ain’t no problem and I don’t got a problem.” you brushed it off as a half joke but he was very serious.

He uses the excuse of taking precautions for his daughters since he didn’t just want any type of man around her but he was also just curious what type of man you were dating so he hired a private investigator for this man.

when talking about it with sanzu and ran it’s laughable to the both of them.

“Stalking? Didn’t think this old flame you had for your ex wife was this bad.” sanzu says teasingly with a laugh at the end smacking rindou on the shoulder.

rindou scoffed.“this is just for precautions, I don’t want just some jackass around rika.”

“just sounds like you’re studying him, trying to see what you need to apply huh to get her back huh?” that gets sanzu a slap to the back of the head and a chuckle from ran.

MITSUYA TAKASHI

a amazing father to his baby girl, never misses a birthday, holiday. He’s always creating things for her instead of you spending money like a cozy sweater for winter and a purple stuffed bunny with button eyes for her to snuggle when he’s not there.

He knows his place as a ex husband well, he keeps his love for you at distant but still it shows with his actions. He knows how independent you are but still he likes to help you out.

“mitsuya I’m good I promise. I’m a big girl, a cold ain’t ever stop me from getting anywhere.” you say it with a runny red nose making him do a small smile at how cute you looked with it.

That explanation didn’t stop him from walking you back into your house with him following. Originally he came to check on you since the weather forecast predicted it would be a cold windy week, he thanked his conscience for checking up so now he could stop a sick you from going to work.

“nonsense, what kinda man would I be to just let you out in the cold with a runny nose huh?” he was already looking around on your living room couch for a cover to warm you up in.

“just stay there, can’t just let the mother of my kid just be sick.” a half joke from him while he went to look for tea in your cabinet.

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rinrinx2 · 1 year

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hellooooo!! so i read that one post where renzo want a sister and i love it a lot! 💕. well i also have something in my mind. let's say that after rindou and reader trying a few times, she got pregnant. they have a hard time to explain to renzo that, reader's belly get bigger and bigger by each days cuz his sister is growing in it. at first he was like, "does mommy eat her?" and he was also curious how baby was made. he will ask about it all the time when he gets the chance. he even make a theory abt where did baby come from. he even begging to see the process of baby making (this baby is innocent, he thought it's something like candies making process 😔). rindou and reader have no idea how to explain it so they always stay silent and let renzo talk about whatever it is. but somehow, renzo gets bored and stop talking about it. rindou and reader finally felt relieved lol. u don't need to make this long, a short drabble will do <3

How to make a baby

Rindou x reader

It wasn’t long till you were pregnant with your second child and it was even sooner when you began to show.

With Renzo you were only showing by your fifth month but now with his sister it didn’t take long, by your third month a little dome had started to appear.

And this little dome was the peak interest of your son. He knew that in that dome was his sibling the sibling he had been dying to have, the companion he would soon be able to play with and terrorise to his hearts content.

But as much as Renzo was interested in the dome he was more interested in how his sibling got in it.

“Did mommy eat my sister is that why her tummy is fat?” Renzo casually asked while he picked at his cereal, unaware of the stunned faces that you and Rindou had as your son had just asked the most oddest thing.

“Did mommy? Is my sister gonna come out with missing chunks cause mommy ate her?” Renzo continued asking now looking up from the bowel as you and your husbands silence only encouraged him to question more on the matter.

You looked at Rindou who quickly tried to diffuse the question.

“I’m not sure but your mommy does look fat” Rindou said with a smile and a laugh which only made you wack the back of his head.

But luckily Rindous answer was enough to satisfy Renzo.

But from that morning Renzo’s questioning on the matter never stopped, at every possible moment that appeared he would ask on the matter.

“Uncle Kaku says that babies come from eating seeds” Renzo said while playing with his toy cars.

“Well then I guess his right”

And you didn’t mind Renzo’s curiosity that was until Bonten had their monthly suppers.

You and Rindou sat casually at your table talking to Koko and Mochi until an excited Renzo came galloping towards you with a smile as bright as stars that decorated the evening.

“Mommy!” Renzo called out as he ran in your direction.

“I know how babies are made now” he shouted loud enough for everyone to hear, as you choked on the water you drank at your sons words.

“What ?” You questioned worriedly as the young boy came to a stop.

“Uncle Sanzu and Uncle Ran told me how babies are made” the boy said with a smile.

“Oh did they” you said through gritted teeth as you looked over at your husband making sure he saw how irritated you looked at his brothers actions.

“Yeah and daddy was right you did get my sister from eating her”

“Uncle Ran said you drank a lot of stuff so much stuff that it would fall out of your mouth and Uncle Sanzu said that it is like seeds but daddy seed and then it goes to your tummy and you falls pregnant”

You looked at Rindou and then saw the two men appear from the door with a smirk as they looked at Rindou and then their smirk fell when they saw your fuming expression.

“That’s so cool I’m gonna call mommy seed eater”

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gatitties · 9 months

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Heyyy, I was wondering if you could do Dad! Sanzu x teen! Daughter! Reader where she has an eating disorder due to not feeling any control over anything that happens in her life since Sanzu is addicted and stuff and Sanzu finding out and how he reacts and what he does to help her! Tyy

─Dad!Sanzu x teen!daughter!reader (platonic)

─Summary: your life begins to fall apart because of your father's addictions, but it's never too late to get back on track.

─Warnings: drugs, alcoholism, a little angst?

Part two

─ Your bad eating habits began just as Sanzu began with his addiction, a spiral of unfavorable events in which you found yourself dragged.

─ At first it wasn't that noticeable, since you were able to control some aspects of your life without a father present, however, it was too much pressure for a teenager.

─ You didn't have to be the one to pay attention to payroll and housing payments, to electricity, water, and food expenses, even though Sanzu brought an exaggerated amount of money, if he didn't know how to distribute it it wouldn't be of any use.

─ Not to mention that you had to take care of cleaning the house and the studies, counting on helping your father whenever he came home drunk.

─ Stress and lack of attention made you change all your life patterns, insomnia and nutritional deficiencies, you felt that you were only living so that your only family would not fade away, since despite everything you loved your father and you always tried to get him to at least leave the world of drugs, it was too late to leave crime, especially if it was his main source of income.

─ And honestly, Sanzu wouldn't have realized how emaciated you looked until some of your uncles, more specifically, the Haitani brothers, pointed it out.

─ It was a slap in the face for your father, all the drunkenness left his body when he came home and saw you awake just a couple of hours before your classes started, you were doing the homework that you had not been able to do because you were busy with other things.

─ You were scared when you felt him hug you, crying on your shoulder while he apologized between incomprehensible babbling due to his condition.

─ You consoled him with a few pats on the head, making it clear that you didn't hate him but the bad habits and environments he moved through.

─ He promised you to control himself, he promised you to take care of all those things that you shouldn't take care of at this age, he promised you to be a better father for you.

─ Although the change did not happen immediately, and the absence was still noticeable in the house, you did not have to control the money again to keep everything in order, you did not have to make the purchase on your own.

─ Sanzu began to leave notes around the house, since because of his work he couldn't always be with you, he made sure that you were well fed, if he had time before leaving, he would leave you breakfast or lunch prepared, if he couldn't, he would ask Kakucho to stop by the house to give you some food and ask you how you are doing in class.

─ He cut short his time in brothels and cut off some bad relationships to spend more quality time with you.

─ He made sure you rested properly, even forbidding you from doing tasks as simple as washing the dishes.

─ He doesn't want to see you as bad as that time again, it seemed like you didn't even think, that you were an automated robot to do essential things, the drug was not only consuming him, but also his loved ones and he didn't want to experience that again.

─ Of course, quitting an addiction is not something he can do overnight, but he would take the time he needed so that at least you could live a normal adolescence and life, away from all the shit he had at his back.

#tr #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #sanzu x reader #dad!sanzu #bonten!sanzu #fem reader #platonic reader #sanzu x platonic reader #daughter!reader #sfw #tokyo revengers x platonic reader #reader insert #request

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alfredo0724 · 3 months

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Final Timeline Headcanons pt 2

Here's a continuation of my headcanons for the final timeline 💕

Manga spoilers below -

Part one Part three

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The Haitani brothers and the Kawata twins have a love-hate friendship. Nahoya bickers with them while Souya is more relaxed. They spend time with each other outside of Toman meetings at restaurants. The Haitanis invite them to parties sometimes.

Yumi and Pah have a very wholesome and soft relationship. They didn't put a label on their relationship in the beginning, people already assumed they were a couple. It was like that until Pah was asked about it by his close friends. He formally asked Yumi to be his girlfriend after that.

Yasuda is the one that asks out Peh-Yan. Mitsuya knew they liked each other all along and both of them confided in him before they started a relationship. Yasuda becomes protective of Peh in a 'tsudnere' way. Peh-yan doesn't admit it all the time, but he likes doing cliche relationship things with her.

If Takemichi and Hina were to ever have kids, they would all look exactly like Takemichi. Hina often teases him that he cries more than their kids when they were babies, which is true.

The Sano house became a popular spot for sleepovers when everyone was really young. Shinichiro made sure to have enough sleeping bags for Mikey, Takemichi, Sanzu, Baji, Izana and Kakucho. Senju and Emma would have their own sleepover and often had to kick Mikey out when he came to steal their snacks.

Since Ryusei is canon to the story, I think he would come by Peke J land a lot in the future. Mostly to annoy Chifuyu on purpose.

When Draken and Emma have their kid, all the ex-toman members become very protective of them. Mitsuya personally makes clothes for their child that aren't in his brand. The baby refers to Mitsuya as an uncle sometimes. Hina also becomes very close with their baby too. She volunteers to take care of them when Draken and Emma go on dates. Their baby refers to her as an aunt sometimes too.

I think Emma may have confessed to Draken first. She was getting anxious about how he felt about her, so Takemichi and Hina convinced her it would all work out just fine.

When Draken and Emma started dating, her brothers all reacted differently. Mikey was finally relieved the secret was out, Shinichiro was very happy Emma was with someone he knew would be good for her, and Izana became a bit protective of her and kind of threatened Draken if he were to hurt her, which he obviously never would.

Thousand Winters still forms after Toman disbands. Their reactions are all pretty much the same. They've got a photo album with pictures they all took in the t-shirts. However, it took a lot of convincing for Inui to be in the pictures.

Sanzu and Senju often wear clothing that closely matches with one another. They have their own sense of style, but sometimes it blends together and they wear similar things.

Luna and Mana are still very close with Taiju. He picks them up from school a lot and takes them to amusement parks and stuff. However, he doesn't like to admit he enjoys it even though everyone else knows he does. Yuzuha and Hakkai have dozens of photos where he's dressed in costumes or wearing cosmetics when Luna and Mana ask him too. When they're older, they sometimes still call him 'Tai' (the nickname they used in the birthday illustration).

Taiju is good at cooking, but he sucks at baking like the epilogue mentioned. He does thinks like burn chocolate, doesn't use enough flower or even squeezes piping bags too hard, causing them to explode.

Yuzuha is an older sister figure to Luna and Mana. She takes them shopping for clothes, teaches them how to put on makeup when they're older and watches over them while they grow up.

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conan-hearts-u · 9 months

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Ran Haitani as a single father

✩Bonten!Ran Haitani as a single dad

✩Headcanon's

✩Fluff

✩A/N:The child's gender isnt mentioned anywhere. SORRY THIS TOOK A WHILE (i litreally had to write this so many times...) 😭 Also im sorry if this isnt really that good english isnt my first language

✩Honestly he had no idea on who the mother was

✩didnt even belive it at first that he had a kid

✩But when he saw the childs eyes he knew that they were his

✩Not the greatest father but he tries his best

✩Sometimes he forgets to feed the baby💀.... "Wait they cant eat by themself?"

✩Luckily the other Bonten members are there to help him

✩The bonten men become the childs uncles

✩The bonten Hc became way more chaotic with the kid around

✩Mikey one time made them cry by eating their candy

✩Sanzu calls them little Haitani

✩Takeomi would be the most responsible since he took care of Sanzu and Senju

✩ Ran would be really carefull about taking their child outside

✩Tho he has a insta account for them but he blurs their face

✩His biggest fear is that an enemy gang finds out about the child and that it would put them in danger

✩He dresses his child only in the most expensive clothing

✩Ran cried A LOT when it was the kids time to start school

✩(Rindou recorded him and sent it to the bonten gc)

✩Ran is obv an overprotective father

✩One time little Haitani was getting made fun of at school and they said that their dad is apart of tokyo's most dangerous gang

✩Ofc the bullies didnt belive it till the next morning they find their parents dead

✩When little haitani was a teen they went out with someone and Ran was mad

✩Sent the person a message saying that if they hurt their baby they would rip their head off

✩When little haitani tried introducing their s/o to their family it was a mess.

✩Their s/o was quite the entire time. I mean imagine being in a room with Tokyo's most dangerous men and one of them (Sanzu) was sharpening his katana while staring into his soul

✩When their s/o asked for little haitani's hand in marriage it took Ran a while to accept

Taglist: @alviy4n @goldeneagles-posts @okkalo @haitani-maki @kodzukein @kira-rrh

#ran haitani #fluff #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo revngers ran #tokyo revengers fanfiction #headcanons

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tala-bez-i · 3 months

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At first sight Chapter Twenty-Three

(m!reader x Bonten!Haruchiyo Sanzu)

Fluff/slash/reader is male/cursing/BontenTimeline/drugs and alcohol mentioned/violence/blood/death

All characters that appeared in the Tokyo Revengers manga and anime belong to Ken Wakui.

Words: 3746

I came back from a much-needed vacation and I'm publishing the next, twenty-third chapter. The fanfic hasn't been abandoned, so don't worry. I just had to take a break from work and people. I wish you all a peaceful and wonderful summer and I invite you to read. Kisses for everyone.

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You sat at your desk, lost in memories of the past. You always looked up to your uncle as a role model and always wanted to be like him. He was kind to you and your sisters, and despite his tough appearance, he was much lighter-handed than his older brother.

Your mother could always count on him, although unfortunately he couldn't always come to your aid. Additionally, he didn't believe that his brother was bullying all of you and raising a hand against you. He always explained that if a child deserves it, there are no contraindications. Did it help? It helped, but not for long. At least not in your case.

Your uncle was quite shocked when it was revealed at one of the family gatherings that you had joined a gang. He didn't speak to you for a good half a year, trying to process and absorb this information, but in the end he decided that you were just going through a rebellious phase and as long as you didn't get into more serious trouble, you were in no danger and there was nothing to worry about. Making such conclusions cost him a serious quarrel with his own brother and a ban from appearing in your family home for the next three years. Who could have predicted that the ban would expire on the day of your older sister Mai's funeral?

You started playing with the lighter. Your fingers moved automatically opening the lighter, lighting it and closing it after exactly two seconds.

Your mother begged her brother-in-law for help in finding the people who were responsible for tormenting the high school student and leading her to successfully take her own life. He promised her help and kept his word, but these people were convicted of completely different acts than inciting suicide. That didn't bother your mother. The most important thing for her was that they did not go unpunished.

The next time you saw Tsuyoshi was at your mother's funeral, but before the man could approach you to talk to you about something very important, you ran away. You didn't want to hear about how he didn't think your father was responsible for the death of the most important woman in your life. You knew she didn't die the way the police said. You saw her body and knew she was murdered, and the suicide was faked. On top of that, your father disappeared and didn't show up at the funeral. It spoke for itself. He was guilty.

The last time you saw your uncle was at the funeral of your other sister, Tomoko, but he didn't try to approach you then. You looked at each other through the crowd of people and all you could do was nod your head in greeting. Your father also did not appear at this ceremony either.

Your fingers stilled and your eyes fixed on the flame. It was then that you realized that your dear old man had a tendency to play with his lighter the same way when he was thinking about something for a long time. You closed the lighter, placed it on the desk in front of you and bit the inside of your cheek lightly. Fuck, you even did that just like him.

*knock, knock, knock*

There was a cheerful knock on your door, and without waiting for your answer, a very smug Shuji Hanma burst into the room. He gave you a wide smile that reached his golden eyes.

“Good evening, honey!” He greeted you cheerfully and sat back comfortably in the armchair you assumed as Sanzu's seat.

"Honey? Something happened?" You raised one eyebrow, looking at the tall man with curiosity.

“Oh, you don't even know. I'm sorry I wasn't here when you came back from the club.” He took out a cigarette and lit it with your lighter. He inhaled deeply and exhaled, still smiling. “Your ex-fiancée doesn't send you her regards, I'm sorry... But she was very curious how you were still alive.”

“How am I still alive?” You asked, raising your eyebrow even higher. “Is this about that shooting?”

“I asked her about it too, but she was probably even more shocked. She apparently had no knowledge of the incident.” He narrowed his eyes slightly, taking a better look at you. “She had something else in mind. Apparently, someone was ordered to murder you and it was apparently carried out. That's why she cried every time you appeared before her at her house.”

You blinked a few times, completely surprised. Order? “What are you talking about, Hanma?”

“Exactly, what am I talking about? You're safe and sound..." He grimaced slightly. “Well, maybe not necessarily sane, considering what you're capable of and the company you keep every day, but…” He shrugged. “I'm not a doctor to evaluate this effectively.”

"I didn't notice any killer who was trying to kill me... But you said that the attack was a success, so it means that someone lost his life for me..."

"Yes. Exactly, but who?” The man laughed and shook his head. “You seriously got under her skin, didn't you? But never mind." A serious expression appeared on Shuji's long face, and his eyes became cold and empty. “I have some information you might be interested in.”

“Kisaki knows?” You asked calmly, and for a brief moment Hanma watched you in complete silence, taking another drag from his cigarette.

“Well... Maybe he doesn't necessarily know everything, but I don't think it will hurt him.” He said calmly, never taking his eyes off you. “Emiko was involved in everything, just as you suspected. I'm sorry."

You pursed your lips and exhaled loudly through your nose. You felt your blood begin to boil and your hands clenched into fists. “Okay... It's a good thing you moved her out of town, because if I could get my hands on her...

“She's still in Tokyo.” He said, the corners of his mouth starting to lift into a smile.

You looked at him in shock, not knowing how to react to this news. You felt like you had lost the ground under your feet and you were glad that you were already sitting down. You glanced around the desk and shook your head slightly. You looked back at Hanma, who seemed amused by your reaction, his eyes twinkling. He was very pleased with himself.

“What do you mean Emiko is still in Tokyo?” Your voice was quiet and you hoped it was all just a joke.

“And what didn't you understand? L/n, I don't know who told you we took her away, but they're obviously too afraid for her safety….”

“Rindou mentioned that Mikey ordered her to be taken out of town.” You interrupted his statement and the man fell silent for a short moment, then smiled even wider.

“So our beloved leader has not only misled you. Good, correct.” He laughed softly and took a drag from his cigarette. “They agreed on this version at the meeting before Sanzu came.”

“So I guess you shouldn't tell me about it, right?”

“Oops.” He covered his mouth with his hand and blinked several times, trying to look very innocent. He tilted his head slightly to the side and looked deeply into your eyes. “Let's say you don't know anything. Why did Emiko want you dead?”

"I don't know. I would love to know the answer to this question myself. I didn't look for her after she left me. She literally took everything from me, even the money I kept at home... But I wasn't looking for her. I didn’t even know she wasn’t out of town.” You rubbed your face with your hands, suddenly feeling tired.

“She's in an old warehouse where a recent exchange of goods took place with a customer.” Shuji said casually, apparently anticipating your next question. He smirked and put his finger to his lips, telling you to stay silent. “Not a word. Keep it to yourself, understand, Y/n?”

You nodded without breaking eye contact. "How many people?"

“Only four. She is not dangerous.”

“Ryousuke escaped. They may have someone in our ranks.”

“They do. Of course they have."

“You know who?”

“We're guessing.”

“They might want to take her back.”

“They will do it. That's what we're counting on.” Shuji's smile disappeared and he looked at his cigarette. “Let them try and we'll get rid of them all, including this bitch.”

“And further information?”

“She won't tell us anything more. Her beloved husband is not the Yuu everyone took him to be. He looks scary, he's a dangerous asshole, but he's not Yuu.”

"What?" Your mind went blank and you felt like you were back to square one to some extent. "He's not?"

"Simply. She told me this after I convinced her to tell us some secrets. Ryousuke Uchiyama is Daisuke Sugiyama, but you probably already guessed that yourself.”

So, she knew...

“How did you get her to talk?” You became interested and seeing the twinkle in Hanma's eyes made you feel a cold chill.

“Let's say Mrs. Uchiyama saves on rings.” He replied calmly and you huffed, shaking your head. You might have expected it.

You leaned back in your seat and looked up at the ceiling. Everything was fucked up, literally. You felt like a fool and started to wonder if you were really that blind and hadn't saw what Emiko Miyura was like. Maybe she was sending you some signals, but you simply ignored them, being more focused on receiving signals from... From Haruchiyo Sanzu. You tried many times to prevent various tragedies related to his antics, but... No, he was not guilty of anything. Never.

"What should I do?" You asked the question quietly and Hanma sighed, getting up from his chair.

“You should focus on Nagano and Kuroda. By the way, maybe you and the boys will catch Sugiyama and there will be no attempt to rescue Emiko. Have fun like you used to.” He said, looking around the room as if he was looking for something and you pointed him to the window, guessing what it was about. He approached the indicated place, opened the window and extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray. “Or you can visit her soon. When are you going hunting?”

"Tonight." You replied and the man closed the window.

“So you don't have much time.” He clicked his tongue and smiled slightly. “You can always visit her after you get our miraculous trinity.”

“I guess I will. I don't want Sanzu looking for me again."

“You mean you don't want him to check the tracking app.” You looked at him coldly and the man laughed. “Everyone already knows that he watches over you as if you were a little child. Do you know when he started?”

"Nope."

"Really?" He smiled wider and you groaned in frustration. “Oh, I guess you already know.”

“I didn't notice before. Fuck, I feel pathetic now.”

"You have the right to." He passed your desk, walking to the door of your room. “Gosh, he must care so much about your safety.”

“You know what I did for him and it can't be called a safe job.”

“But still... The last person he worked so well with was Muto. Good luck, honey.” He smiled widely and waved you goodbye.

You stuck your middle finger at the door closing behind the man and sighed again. Your collaboration with Sanzu was nothing like that with Yasuhiro Muto. Absolutely not, but you got the message. If anyone catches you trying to reach Emiko, you could end up as an unidentified corpse somewhere on the coast. You decided to keep everything a secret to yourself. Maybe after today's hunt, you'll be able to find time to talk to the woman.

You stood up from behind your desk and lit a cigarette as you left your room. You decided to go down to the entertainment room, where you hoped to get something to drink other than what you had in your supplies. Maybe you'd find some good company, although no one could replace Rosie. She would definitely give you some advice...

You walked down an empty hallway that was dimly lit by wall lamps and passed another closed door. There weren't many of you in the hideout, including the usual henchmen, but you were always surprised by how many rooms there were. In your opinion, the grand scale and display of wealth was completely unnecessary, but who were you to complain about the expenses associated with maintaining this place? Nobody.

The closer you got to your destination, the louder the conversations and music you heard became. You walked inside and the three women who were having fun playing pool fell silent. Uncertainty appeared on their faces, as if the thought had occurred to them that they shouldn't be here, but you saw a familiar face behind the bar and waved your hand at the girls, letting them know they could go back to what they were doing.

You did so, still a little hesitantly, and you sat down on the bar stool. The prostitute standing behind the bar immediately approached you and smiled friendly.

"The usual?" She asked and you responded with a nod.

"Thank you, Miki." You said as she placed the glass of alcohol in front of you and you reached for the ashtray. “How much longer can you stay here?”

“Until next rotation.” She replied and went back to cleaning the glasses. “You look more tired than usual.”

“That's how I feel too.” You looked at the girls playing and Miki laughed softly.

“This is only their second time here.” She said and leaned against the bar counter. “Maybe you should take advantage of it?”

“No, thanks.” You drank alcohol while still watching the girls. They were pretty, even attractive, and you were sure they would make some people's time very pleasant.

“They can also put on a little show. They don’t mind when customers just watch.” The girl said quietly, giving you a pointed look and you laughed under your breath.

"Do not tempt." You wagged your finger at her lightly, but your eyes landed on the three prostitutes again. You slowly looked down, the corners of your mouth turning up slightly when you noticed their small feet.

“Maybe after all?” Miki bit her lower lip gently, and the tone of her voice became more seductive.

“Don't try to sell them to me.”

“I'm not trying.”

"You're teasing me."

“When was the last time you had fun?” She asked after a moment and you looked away from the laughing girls.

“Recent enough that I still feel satisfied.” You replied and took a sip of alcohol. “Maybe you need a little entertainment?”

The girl laughed and brushed her long dark hair off one shoulder, revealing her fair skin. "I can handle it. Thank you for your concern.”

You reached out your hand towards her and caught a strand of her shiny hair between your fingers. You wrapped them gently around your finger and turned your head slightly. “You changed color.” You stated, playing with a lock of her hair. "Pretty."

"Thank you. Rosie suggested this one.” The girl blushed slightly and you looked into her light brown eyes.

“It suits you very well.” You muttered, smiling, and lowered your hand to reach for the glass of drink again. “Stay with this color.”

"Of course." Miki smiled, very pleased with the compliment and poured you some alcohol, for which you politely thanked.

“Here he hid!” You heard a man's voice and as you turned to the entrance, you saw the Haitani brothers. Ran smiled slyly and glanced curiously at the three prostitutes at the pool table. "Well, well, well. Alone with four beautiful ladies and all you do is drink?”

“Everyone has their own priorities, brother.” Rindou replied in an indifferent tone and sat down next to you on the vacant stool, leaving his older brother with the giggling girls. “Same for me.”

Miki nodded, poured him a drink and then moved away from you to observe her new friends, who did not hide their admiration for Ran. You were amused to notice that they were jumping at him from all sides, showering him with all kinds of compliments, to which he reacted with amusement.

“Good to have you back.” Rindou said after a while and you looked at him carefully.

“Did you really miss me?”

The man smiled halfheartedly and looked at you with his purple eyes. “Let's just say Sanzu will be calmer.”

“Are you worried about him?” You asked quietly, and behind your back the girls burst out laughing, completely absorbed by the figure of the older brother.

“He was almost constantly checking where you were on the tracking app. It is not healthy."

You grimaced and drank the contents of the glass. “Fuck… I know he checks Mikey's location this way, but I had no idea he checked mine too…”

The man muttered under his breath and reached under the counter for the bottle of alcohol he had just started, to which Miki gave him a reprimanding look, but he didn't care at all.

“You're not worried about him?”

“Not enough to follow him like that.” You confessed honestly, offering your empty glass and Rindou poured you another drink. “Besides, I don't worry about him when he's with you and Ran.”

“Do you trust us that much?” He raised one eyebrow as he brought his glass to his lips and took a sip. “What if we tied him up, put a bag over his head and threw him off the bridge straight into Sumida?”

“Without any extra weight?” You gave him a quick look. “I doubt it. He is safe with you.”

Rindou laughed and one of the girls squealed behind you. You turned to look at what was happening and saw that Ran was teaching one of the girls how to properly hold a pool cue, insolently pressing his crotch against her shapely ass.

“Ran, not in front of everyone, brother. I haven't had enough to drink to look at it.” Your companion commented on this, the girls giggled with deep blushes, and Ran gave you both the middle finger.

“Ignore him, honey. He is jealous." The man said directly into the young prostitute's ear and you shook your head, going back to drinking alcohol.

“He couldn't cause more trouble than usual.” You stated, returning to the topic and offering Rindou a cigarette.

“Theoretically you're right, but it was obvious that his thoughts were somewhere else. Never mind. How are you doing with this damn case?”

“I received documents from Takeomi revealing that our Ryousuke Uchiyama is Daisuke Sugiyama…”

“Sugiyama?” The younger of the Haitani brothers was surprised, turning his head towards you. “What the fuck are you talking about?”

“I'm serious... Why? Something happened?" You asked, feeling uneasy at the thoughtful look on the man's face.

“Daisuke Sugiyama... He once tried to take control of Roppongi, but we managed to maintain power there.”

“Do you know anything more about him?” You became curious and Rindou drank from his glass again.

“There were rumors that he shot his mother and uncle, but you know how it is. People loves gossips but most of it is completely false."

“They might be true this time. At least to some extent.”

“Ran! You know the rules!” Miki raised her voice, and when you turned back again, you saw all three girls running out of the room, completely red in the face.

“I didn't do anything.” The unfazed man replied, straightening his tie. “Anyway, don't interfere in other people's business.”

“It is my business. While Rosie is away, I keep an eye on the girls.” The woman was angry and didn't hesitate to show her displeasure.

“Watch your words.” Ran held up one finger and smiled cruelly at her. “Otherwise, next time I will ask for your company, and you know that this time you won't be able to refuse without suffering the consequences.”

Miki swallowed loudly, blushing with anger, but she let it go and the man joined you at the bar.

“Now would you be so kind and pour me a drink, darling.” He said softly, smiling mischievously.

“Let her go, Ran.” You said going back to drinking. “She's just doing her duty.”

“She scared away my toys.”

“You know very well that's not true.”

“These girls aren't toys…” Miki said quietly, placing a drink in front of him.

“I have a feeling that when I come back from the mission, you will give me a massage.” Ran commented, looking at the girl like a predator looking at its prey, and when the girl shuddered, he smiled and narrowed his eyes. “Yes, you will come of your own free will, or I will find you.”

“Ran.” Rindou spoke up, giving his brother a warning look, which the latter ignored.

"Hey! You know the rules well! No fucking in the entertainment room!” Sanzu shouted from the doorway and you all looked at him.

“Nobody was fucking anyone here.” Rindou answered him and the pink-haired man leaned on your shoulder, grabbed your glass and started sipping your drink.

Miki immediately replaced your lost drink with a new one, which you thanked with a nod of your head.

“Then why were the new bitches giggling as they ran down the hall and commenting on the size of Ran's dick among themselves?”

You choked on your alcohol and everyone laughed. "Ran... *cough, cough* Maybe you'll give up on *cough, cough, cough* Miki... *cough* and take care of these ... Fuck *cough* new girls when you get back?"

“With the purest pleasure.” The older Haitani brother laughed and you saw him winking at the girl behind the bar. “I forgive you, honey.”

Sanzu patted your back and smiled widely at you. “I missed this. The four of us and having fun!”

You sighed and raised your glass in a toast. “For ending this shitty case quickly.”

“And that everything will end well.” Rindou added and both of the other men joined in the toast, completely agreeing with you both.

You looked into the blue eyes of the pink-haired man and, apart from the dilated pupils, you saw happy lights in them. You smiled broadly at him and his hand ruffled your hair, as he had done many times in your many years of friendship. You had a good feeling about this night...

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x y/n #male reader #tokyo revengers haruchiyo sanzu #haruchiyo sanzu #haruchiyo sanzu x reader

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reallyromealone · 2 years

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So i saw the one with Sanzu, where he has an omega mate and kids and i was thinking if you could do that but the male reader is in his 9 month and close to due date and maybe called his alpha because his water broke

(With Ran and Rindou there my favorite also can be together or not you decide)

Sorry if my grammar is bad because it is.

If it wasn't for auto correct my spelling would be tragic, I type reaaally fast so it's nonsensical half the time

And what do you mean by the haitanis being together?

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(Name)s due date was close.

Like scarily close.

And Sanzu was across the city at a shitty dinner party with people whom he personally wanted to beat the shit out of...all they spoke about was nothing, just ass kissing to get in Bontens favor.

The Alpha was antsy as his phone was on full sound and everything as Ran and Rindō looked at him with curiosity "why so stressed pinky?" Rindō asked as he ate from the vegetable platters on a large table nearby and Sanzu was just teetering at the end of his rope "I'm fine, let's just get this shit over with." His voice clipped and stressed as both haitanis gave him a raised eyebrow but decided to not press on it as frankly they didn't care enough.

The night continued as some Omega tried to woo the Bonten second who just stared at her with a cold blank expression as the Haitanis tried to get with two millionaire Omegan heirs who were very into it when Sanzu felt his phone vibrate.

Two missed calls from (name)

"Shit--" Sanzu stepped out and away from the crowd and called his mate who was frantic to say the least "alpha?!" "Baby what's wrong!" Sanzu said worried as the sound of (name) groaning in pain rang through the speaker "baby is coming, I-I called my parents to watch the pups but I need to get to the hospital, I-I called an ambulance please get here--fuck!"

Sanzu was frantic as (name) hung up to presumably call an ambulance and the Alpha marched into the building and towards the elder Haitani "I need your keys" the three ride shared as they were all at Bonten headquarters before this, an oversight now that Sanzu thought about it "oh? Why? How are we supposed to get home?"

"Don't care, (name)s in labor and I need to get to him"

"Oh? Your angel is in labor? Come now rinny! Lets go get this daddy to his mate!" Ran was being a complete dick as the slightly drunk man walked to the entrance, the two following "I'm not letting your drunk ass drive us" Rindō said as they stepped out and took the keys from the valet before Ran could and the three got into the expensive car "university of Tokyo hospital. Go."

The three drove there in record time, the three being led to the vip area where (name)s cries could be heard as Sanzu ran into the room where (name) lay, not quite ready to give birth but he was getting there "H-haru!" (Name) cried out as Sanzu went to his mates side "I'm never letting you fuck me agaaah!" Another contraction rolled through, poor (name) crushing his mates hand in pain "the contractions are getting closer, Mr. Haruchiyo I believe it's time to start pushing" the doctor said as he and the nurses began preparing for a birth.

Six hours.

Six hours and a healthy baby girl came into the world, resting on her dams chest as Sanzu spoke so softly to his mate "you did so good baby, I'm so proud of you... Look at how beautiful she is"

"You two have visitors, are you willing to see them at this moment?" A nurse asked gently and (name) nodded as Sanzu gently took his pup and bursting in was their sons, (name)s parents and surprisingly the haitanis "what the fuck are you two doing here" "language Haru..." (Name) mumbled as Rindō stuck his tongue out to Sanzu "and miss our god kids birth? Absolutely not" ran said confidently and Sanzu looked disgusted at the thought "you're not his god dad, either of you"

"Then uncles"

"Absolutely not"

"Uncle ran and uncle Rindō sound nice" (name) murmured teasingly as his two pups crawled up into the bed to cuddle (name) "don't entertain them..." Sanzu said turning to look at his family "you two, this is your baby sister take care of her yeah?" Sanzu said with a weird amount of softness to his sons who looked at the sleeping pup who was eventually passed to (name)s parents and somehow the haitanis.

When everyone eventually left and it was just the two and their newborn Sanzu watched him feed their baby before Sanzu took the pup back "now sleep Omega, I will be here with pup" Sanzu said gently and watched the love of his life fall asleep.

Life was good for sanzu, better than he deserved.

But he wouldn't exchange it for anything.

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mitsuyeaah · 1 year

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Hold on. I became… an uncle? I never expected that.

– Sanzu

Yes, baby. (o^^o)

We have a fur baby niece named Baggi and she is the absolute cutest. Also.. Are you fond of cats? A very important question.

#mitsuyeaah’s ask #sanzu （╹◡╹）♡#hehehehehehe

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tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang · 1 month

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How many kids do you think the tenjiku boys would have?

Well that would ultimately depend on the future they're in but assuming we're talking about the good future I think it would be something like this

Ran and Rindou- Since they're so close as brother's, I think they would also want their kids to have siblings/ would see importance in having siblings. So 2+ kids for both of them, I do think one of them would end up with 3 kids though (and it would something they brag about to the other brother).

Izana- I see him having quite a lot of kids actually, mainly because I think he would adopt as well as having his own. Although he already works with kids, I could see him adopting some that are down on their luck/ have had a hard time. Mainly because of his own experiences and knowing what that's like. I also think he would like a big family since family is very important to him.

Kakucho- I could see him adopting too but not as many as Izana. I think he would have some of his own kid/kids too but if he came across a child that either reminded him of Izana or himself I think he would adopt them.

Hanma- Two kids, I feel like the first one would be a surprise, neither him or his partner was expecting them to get pregnant but it is what it is. Hanma probably hasn't given kids much thought before and wasn't really interested in them till his first one came along. After that he then wants a second child.

Kisaki- Honestly I feel like Kisaki's view on kids is kinda warped and that he would have some unlearning to do. In that, he would see kids as a must because it's expected rather then something he genuinely wants. He probably has a whole plan too on when him and his partner should try for kids and the best years for them to be born. However things become chaotic when his partner accidentally gets pregnant earlier then expected (Hanma has a field day laughing at this). This makes him more unsure/ nervous but helps to unlearn his thoughts about perfectly planning things and his ideas about kids. He ends up being a good dad. As for how many, I'm undecided actually.

Koko- I feel like Koko would want a few kids, he loves his partner a lot and wants to give them kids/ a big family. He's also been dreaming of getting married and living an adult life ever since he was a kid himself and I think that would include kids. He also earns enough to support them and his partner, so he wouldn't see an issue with a bigger family.

Mucho- One or two, I think he would do well with kids but wouldn't want too many. Though I could see his kid/ kids being adopted too.

Shion- I'm really undecided on him, I could see him as being the childless "uncle" who looks after the other kids and plays with them. But I could also see him with kids too.

Sanzu- Either none or one, I'm not sure Sanzu would be that into kids, I don't think we see enough of him to really determine that properly. We know he used to care for Senju a lot but that also caused him problems. I think he would have a bit of trauma to unpack (even in the good timeline) about not being good enough before he has any kids. (He's also said to be a clean freak and like things in a particular way and I'm not sure how well that would work with kids).

Mochi- One child, specifically a daughter. Idk something about him just gives me girl dad vibes, specifically a Teeny tiny daughter too, who everyone is surprised is his kid. He spends a lot of time trying to keep her away from the Haitani's kids because he thinks they're bad influences.

#tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyo rev #tokyo revengers spoilers #tenjiku

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ahsjdkdk pls imagine one the kids in daughter’s school confessing to her and she takes one look at them and is like “dye your hair pink, maybe then we will talk” she truly learnt from her mother to just force your spouse to be like you want them to be smh

but also, daughter proposing to sanzu with a candy ring when she is like, 5 or something. has someone else officiate the wedding with her plushies attending, a super annoyed and reluctant sanzu who only goes along w it bc mikey told him to and the rest of toman trying and failing to hold in their laughter.

oh kisaki so cries when he finds her little pink notebook, murder plans encircled with hearts and glitter. his heart swells with pride because his daughter is so smart and amazing! a menace to the world like he once was but also more attractive due to my blessed genes XD her birthday present to her dad would probably be the head of his enemy in a box or smth and id just be sighing over these insane brainless idiots. my idiots, but idiots nonetheless.

oh hanma sooo eats up the matching sweaters. he just invites himself into the house, eats all the pudding and leaves just because he can and kisaki always forgets to relocate the second key from under the plants to somewhere else. hanma and daughter would be partners in crime when it comes to annoying kisaki and that alliances has caused him many headaches. celebrations like coperate christmas simply has to be spent together between the hanma and kisaki household lmao.

also yeah i watched the latest episodes of owl house and amphibia. amphibia? cute and fun, lived domino 2’s comeback. owl house?? nobody fucking talk to me or my son ever again imma snap belos’ throat. god they really said “lets traumatise these kids even more!”. nice that the fan theories were wrong but also n o. i wanna know more about the other brother, its too damn interesting. also we need more dadrius. man was made to be a dilf and him being a parental figure to hunter gives me life. the little scene where he holds raine back from going after eda but then hears hooty talking about hunter and having to be hold back? perfection, i need more gods.

-🌌momo

ASDFGHJKL SHE BE JUST SIPPING ON HER JUICE BOX AND MID CONFESSION TELLS THE OTHER KID TO COME BACK WITH PINK HAIR MAYBE THEN SHE'LL ENTERTAIN THE IDEA- ASDFGHJKL MOMO WHAT MORALS ARE YOU TEACHING YOUR CHILD

tiny 5'3 Sanzu, sitting on a plastic kids chair (man weighs like nothing jfc no one people think he's a kid) all done up in a tux bc Kisaki and Mikey made him do it. He can't even be high out of his mind Mikey said no that's disrespectful to the bride. And the brides his boss's seven year old daughter who wouldn't let it go. Asdfghjkl Sanzu planning each way he's gonna kill his coworkers as they sit with the assorted plushies trying to not choke on their laughter. All while Sanzu sits there straight faced getting fake married to this child that hasn't left him alone since the day they met. And Mikey just keeps stroking the fire to keep the kid from sobbing and the rest of Toman is dying laughing while poor Sanzu just accepts his fate as a childs play thing 😭😂

you have to deal with Kisaki, exacerbated and almost out of breath, running into the kitchen and skidding to a stop like it's an emergency. And when you finally get it out of him what's wrong? He's catching his breath asking if you half glitter pens and metallic sharpies and sticky notes. Because he wants to help your daughter make her murder booklet all pretty and perfect and organized. And here you were thinking your kid was choking or something. No. Her father wants art supplies to decorate her over the top burn book of how she's gonna murder her enemies and get away with it 😭😂 Momo, babe, I'm willing reproducing with Hanma and I ask, are you sure 😂😂

see Kisaki's worried about Hanma's son way too much. Where he really should be worried about is uncle Hanma who tells his little niece about her father's "dork" phase, or if he's allergic to anything, what makes him squirm and anything else the small child can weaponize against her father. And the spare key? The one Kisaki keeps putting some place else and swears Hanma is tracking them? Yeah no his daughter just tells Uncle Hanma where daddy put the new spare key and Hanma walks right in after Kisaki had the locks redone and everything. Viably making the man question his sanity and if this man really is a god damn shinigami getting into his house so easy. sorry I don't have the heart to break it to your husband that his daughter keeps ratting out the spare key

Amphibia? Adorable, quirky, lighthearted, cute and still plot driven. Owl House? Sobbing, screaming, swaddling Hunter, making him food as we speak, sharpening knives and throwing them at pictures of Belos ready for anarchy and murder.

The witch hunting this is interesting I actually didn't see that coming and I love it? Firmly standing my ground now that Belos/His brother, were originally both witch hunters but Belos was just going a little too far and his hunger for more is what got his brother killed. Idk if he did it on purpose, or it was an accident, but I'm standing firm on the idea that Hunter is a fucking zombie magic version of Belos's deceased brother and frankly idk what to do about my zombie baby. Is he just a corpse?? He's been killed that many times in ONLY fifty years?? If Belos dies does that mean Hunter doesn't exist?? Like?? Now I'm so worried is he even a living creature??? Is my baby just a cadaver of a dead sibling??? Please I need to love him what the hell did I watch??

#im scream laughing at hanma just breaking into your guys house #RIP im sorry but you know i cant control that man #kisaki's daughter just always telling uncle hanma were the key is #bc uncle hanma always has candy on him of course she'll sell her fathers secrets for a candy bar #mind you hanma never gives our son candy #bc i threaten him that he has to brush his teeth #so hanma wastes his candy stash on terrorizing kisaki via his daugher #ya know i cant control his man and he's just this way #but also uncle sanzu #i can so vividly see it #tux and all sitting there wishing his katana wasn't in the front row of this fake ass wedding as a witness #but instead in his hands so he can just stab himself and get out of this wedding #its the third wedding this week #sanzu doesnt even do real mob work anymore #hes just a glorified baby sitter bc your daughter decided she wanted that one #mikeys gift to you and kisaki is basically sanzu #here have my henchmen as your daughters plaything #mikey thought it was a normal belated baby shower gift #mikey should also not be allowed to give gifts lets be honest #but yes excuse me while i ugly cry and rewatch the owl house episode bc #i didnt think i could love hunter anymore but #now im gonna burn down an entire world just to keep my baby safe #dont care if he's a zombie ill still love him #🌌.♡#three.talks

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manjiroscum · 2 years

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pregnancy diaries: cotton candy

summary: the journey of motherhood is never easy from the first morning sickness to when the water suddenly breaks. such precious yet arduous nine months deserve to be recorded for memories.

character/s: bonten!sano manjiro

warnings: f!reader, mature language, hints of pregnant sex, nipple play, lactation kink, reader gets anxious, pregnancy, mentions of violence, mikey keeps a gun under his pillow, fluff, and use of pet names. Minors do not interact.

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wc: 4.1k

MONTH 0: WEEK 3

Dear pumpkin,

Your daddy and I just found out you’re already making a home in my tummy this morning. Amazing how things escalated, but we’re not complaining at all. I never thought you were the reason as to why I was suddenly feeling sick, thinking it was the sushi we ate the previous week. But turns out, I’m the only one feeling this way. The doctor told me you’re the size of a poppy seed right now. You’re so tiny… Can’t wait to hear your heartbeat angel and have sonograms of you. Your daddy is just as excited as I am. We all are, especially his colleagues. Love you so much, pumpkin.

“The lady back in the clinic, she told you to do this?” Manjiro peeked past your shoulder to see what you have written on paper. Hand absentmindedly rubbing your stomach, you hummed in agreement with a soft smile gracing your lips. Thoughts slightly distracted at the idea of a small life now growing inside of you, a product of you and your husband’s love. That and the endless nights of leaving Bonten’s headquarters earlier than the rest to have fun. While Manjiro never told you he wanted children this early, he was never opposed to the idea at all. Although, it did come as a surprise after today’s visit to the nearby clinic. And despite how hard he tried to remain emotionless, you definitely caught your husband shedding and wipe a tear out of happiness while he held your hand as the doctor announced your pregnancy.

“She said she did this with her firstborn many years back.” Relaxing into his palm that held the back of your neck, you watched as his onyx eyes read the words you wrote. A ghost of a smile on his lips. “I thought the idea is a good one. Not only for, you know, memories but for our little pumpkin, too. Something for them to read…”

“Pumpkin?”

You nodded. “Yeah, isn’t it a cute nickname? It’s better than to give them an odd one just to be unique, ‘ya know?”

“Would you also be writing that you’ve caused the scarcity of ice cream at the nearby 7-eleven?”

Whether he was joking or not, you couldn’t tell with the way he sounded so serious. Either way, you pouted at his words and crossed your arms together. “Wow, as if I’m the only one who ate ice cream these past few days.” Brow raised at him, you then squinted your eyes at your silent husband avoiding your piercing gaze. “I know you’re the one who ate my Häagen-Dazs, ‘Jiro. There’s no point in lying or dodging this.”

“I don’t know what you’re talkin’ about, angel.”

MONTH 1: WEEK 5

Dear little pumpkin,

Today was pretty unpredictable. I went to the clinic feeling a bit sad since your daddy said he might not make it to hear your heartbeat. If you will ask me why, please be patient since it isn’t something kids should know. Still, I will tell you once it is the right time. But just as I was about to head in, your daddy arrived with your Uncle Sanzu, as he would like to be called, in tow. Once again, I’ll tell you in full detail soon how chaotic it was. What matters is that we heard your adorable heartbeat. Your daddy cried at the sound of it and I did, too. You’re definitely growing day by day, my angel.

Eyes wide, your mouth was agape at the abrupt entrance of your husband and his right-hand man, Sanzu Haruchiyo. Blood splatters on their attire close to gleaming under the white light of the clinic. The mothers outside waiting for their turn along with their husbands were clearly suspicious and alarmed by their appearance. Who wouldn’t be at the sight of Bonten’s higher-ups and the evidence of their recent carnage in the clothing they wore? However, nothing mattered at that moment other than Manjiro's presence and the effort he had to exert to be here.

“I’m sorry if I wasn’t able to text you that I’ll be here,” Manjiro whispered, placing a kiss on your cheek before you were asked to lay on the bed. Those steely dark eyes never leaving you, ready to pounce on anyone who’d be stupid enough to hurt you while he’s around. “Was too caught up on getting here on time. Won’t happen again on the next visits, I swear.”

“It's okay, love. I’m just happy you’re here now,” you murmured, left hand in his and fingers intertwined with a squeeze. A comforting smile is what you shot him upon seeing how rigid his stance is while sitting on the stool beside you. “Don’t worry too much, ‘Jiro…”

“How can I not?” he whispered, still following your obstetrician’s every move. “You know I have a lot of enemies, angel—” The rest of his words died down when the hem of your shirt was lifted by the doctor. His thoughts were drowned by the initial fear of his enemies bursting through the door that Haruchiyo was guarding like an unmovable force. That was all that occupied and ran through his mind until a heartbeat broke through his noisy state of mind. Onyx irises locked with yours that were glassy as the sound of your baby’s heartbeat resounded in the four walls of the room. His grip on your hand tightened, although not painful or uncomfortable in any way. No, it was out of relief and other combinations of emotions that came out in the form of teardrops. “Angel, is that…?”

MONTH 2: WEEK 7

Dear darling pumpkin,

My love for you grows stronger as the days pass by. It hasn’t been easy waking up and feeling squeamish. Everything is changing, specifically mommy’s body to accommodate your nine-month stay. Sometimes, I eat food paired oddly that I normally wouldn’t even consider putting near my mouth. Thankfully, your daddy doesn’t say a word about it. You may see him as aloof at times, but he truly cares for us. This morning during breakfast, a rare sight of him cooking pancakes greeted me. And despite how he is rarely home due to the nature of his job, he comes back as much as he can and earlier than the usual times I’ve gotten used to seeing him. He can’t help but get excited to feel you kick soon. I kind of dread it though, cause some mothers say it will hurt at times. However, if it means you are healthy, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

You stifled a gasp, head buried further into the pillow. Sweat coated the flesh under your chin. Sensitive—your breasts were super sensitive that you were quite sure if Manjiro would pinch them one more time, you’d cry out. Heavy was his gaze, hands cupping and fondling your tits. This wasn’t a new occurrence since your husband has always been fixated on them ever since. What was new, however, was the idea of tasting milk from them once you were lactating revolving in his mind among other things. No matter how many times you told him it hasn’t happened yet, Manjiro couldn’t stop massaging your nipples.

“Love, I-I need to pee…”

“Wait,” he murmured, leaning down to suck on one of the peaks, eliciting a muffled whine from you. The heels of your feet digging into the mattress at the touch of his tongue, hot breath awakening goosebumps on the flesh. “Lemme play more. Don’t you miss me?” Mouth pressing a chaste kiss on your left tit, he grinned down at your flustered expression. “Weren’t you just complaining that they’ve become tender?”

“Yeah, but…” Softly hissing, you fought back a moan when he popped the breast into his mouth, sucking on it gently. Ignorant to your nudges for him to leave you alone so you could pee. “‘J-Jiro, I really, really, need to go.”

MONTH 3: WEEK 9

Dear precious pumpkin,

Sometimes I couldn’t sleep at night because I worry about your future. Your Uncle Sanzu blames it on the prenatal pills, but I hardly think that is the cause. I guess it is one of the many things I have to get used to now that I’ll have a child. Plus, there are times when I look in the mirror and see the effects of lack of sleep… It makes me sad. Lucky for me, your daddy has been nothing but supportive. No one at his organization believes he got out of bed at four in the morning to buy the cup of pudding and chilly sauce I wanted to snack on. The doctor said you’re about the size of a macaroni or an olive. Crazy to think a tiny being like you is making all these changes in me. I hope you’re growing well and healthy inside, angel.

Manjiro was close to throwing the mirror you were holding up to your face across the room or out the window and down to the busy streets of Tokyo. There was nothing wrong with getting acne or your stomach slightly bloating. To him, you were the prettiest woman he had ever laid eyes on and will always be until the end of time. But of course, you wouldn’t take his words for truth which frustrated him. And to think you were just doing your routine skincare before bed that led to this situation.

“Love, do you think I’m—”

“You’re not ugly. Practically fucking far from it, angel.” Taking his shirt off, your husband narrowed his eyes when you frowned in disbelief. It wasn’t until he threw his shirt on the nearby basket that he spoke up again, this time, his tone was more solemn. “Why on earth would you, my wife and the one carrying my child, ever be hideous in my eyes? Huh? It doesn't make sense. Explain that to me.”

“I don’t know…” you sniffled softly, warm tears starting to form and blurring your vision. Hand setting the mirror down that Manjiro was quick to pick up and flung it to the couch. It was a miracle it didn’t shatter with the way he threw it like it was mere dirt. Strong arms envelop your form, albeit not tight enough to cause discomfort for he was afraid to hurt you or the baby. Figure melting into his embrace, you inhaled the faint scent of the fabric softener from his shirt. “Sorry if I’m so emotional.”

“It’s alright, love.” Body pulling back slightly to grab your hand, he pressed a kiss on your knuckle. “Don’t ever think I’d see you as ugly because you’re fuckin’ beautiful. Especially now that you’re having my baby, angel. So fucking beautiful.” Hand patting your belly, he added in a more light-hearted tone. “And so is our baby.”

MONTH 4: WEEK 15

Dear adorable pumpkin,

Your daddy and I were super happy today. Not only do we get to eat at a delicious restaurant to celebrate such a momentous occasion, but we finally got to see you, my angel. As you can see in the photo below, you’re so cute and I wish I could hold you soon. The doctor said you’re the size of a pear and your daddy couldn’t help but marvel at the fruit, holding and imagining it’s you. I hope you could also hear him talk to you every night. I can’t wait to know whether you’re a girl or boy, but that doesn’t matter much to me for as long as you stay healthy. Love you so much, my sweet angel.

Looking at the sonogram of your baby, you winced when a tingling sensation ran in your gums as you chewed on the apple slices your husband prepared. Rim of the glass of water against your lips, you set the photo down and got up from the couch to look for Manjiro. The craving for ice cream, cotton candy and juice was aggravating you, especially since you were asked to cut back from the sugary stuff. The sight of your husband by the refrigerator snacking on a taiyaki made you groan in jealousy that caught his attention.

“What’s the matter?”

“Lucky you could continue eating sweets,” you mumbled, nearing the refrigerator to grab the leftover salad. Heading back to the living room couch with Manjiro in tow, you raised a brow when he didn’t sit next to you. Chewing and swallowing the avocados, lettuce, and strawberries, you raised a brow at him. “What? Come and sit down, ‘Jiro. I won’t bite. Wanna watch a movie?” Not waiting for his response, you grabbed the remote and switched the television on. Careful not to step on your toes or breathe the wrong way in your direction, your husband settled next to you.

Despite how quiet he is the entire duration of the film, he was thankful the deities above heard his prayers for once. The last time he annoyed you by just eating his sweets on the couch was the worst, having him evicted to sleep in the guest room.

MONTH 5: WEEK 18

Dear pumpkin,

I hope you are sleeping soundly in there. Sometimes, I feel like you’re trying to say something to me since I feel a sort of bubbling or fluttering inside my belly. Are you happy there? You’re getting bigger indeed and I can’t help but feel emotional every time. Daddy vows to keep you safe, especially now that I’ve become bigger and sometimes my lower back hurts. I can’t even believe I almost forgot about our anniversary. The doctor did say it is part of being pregnant that I tend to become forgetful. I just wish I wouldn’t get so dizzy easily. And if you must know, I decided to ask the doctor to keep your gender a secret in the end. Your daddy and I wanna be surprised after all. One of his friends told us to hold a gender reveal party, but your daddy loves his privacy like he loves his sweets. I hope you stay healthy as ever, my angel.

Manjiro wiped off the sheen of sweat from your forehead and chin using a washcloth. A satisfied smile on his usual passive features mirrored yours after a round of kissing and more. The dress you wore for tonight lay folded on top of his clothes. The gold Cartier bracelet he gifted you gleamed under the warm lamp light. Chest rising and falling to a steady pace, you reached up to cup his cheek, mouthing a ‘thank you’ to him. He pressed a kiss to your hand. Your husband then ran his palm smoothly on your belly. His black irises roved across your skin, caressing the stretch marks that streaked on your abdomen.

“You okay? Do you think the baby is alright?”

“Yeah, I’m more than fine. I’m sure the baby is, too.” Pointing to the direction of the bathroom, you slowly sat up. “I have to pee—mmph.” Carrying you in his arms gently, Manjiro didn’t say a word after he gave you a chaste kiss on the lips as he walked to where the toilet is. “I could get there by myself, you know. But thank you.” You giggled at his show of strength, arms wrapped around his neck and pecked him there. He merely hums in approval.

MONTH 6: WEEK 23

Dear little pumpkin,

There may be nights when bad guys might be out and about. But no matter what, I will keep you safe. Away from harm and silly ghosts that might try and scare you. However, we both have to be brave when we need to be. Your Uncle Sanzu suggested that we get a guard dog, but I think getting you a puppy once you’re a bit older to understand would be better. Plus, I don’t think your daddy is ready to welcome a puppy into the penthouse just yet. You’re a bit heavy now and it is sometimes hard to walk with swollen feet so your daddy is worried about my safety. Yesterday, I felt you kick hard in the middle of the night, which got me all giddy that your daddy got a bit spooked. You do pick the strangest moments to make yourself know, huh. Love you my darling.

“Woah, calm down.” You then sighed, rubbing your startled husband’s back after squealing out of delight at feeling your baby’s strong kick. The gun in his hand glistened under the moonlight, one he kept religiously under his pillow if anyone decided to sneak up on him while he was asleep. According to him, it has happened before—way back when he was still starting out Bonten. Thankfully, it hasn’t occurred since. But one can never be careless. Watching the way Manjiro tried to calm himself down and place the weapon into the nightstand’s drawer, you waited for his breath to even out. “Sorry if I scared you, love. I was… just excited.”

His eyes turned to look at you before asking. “What got you squealing in the middle of the night?” His voice was hoarse from sleep, eyes still squinted until you guided one of his hands to your huge belly. The bright grin on your face said it all. Happiness is certainly contagious that those soulless eyes had a tiny spark in them, fatigue immediately dissipating.

“I felt the baby kick, ‘Jiro. It was a strong one, too.”

“Really? Do you think it’s as strong as mine?”

“If it were, I’d have a hole in my tummy.”

MONTH 7: WEEK 26

Dear sweet pumpkin,

A few more months to go and you’ll be here in my arms. The doctor said you’re about the same size as a red cabbage. She also said you’ll be able to hear and see inside my tummy. After knowing that information, I’m sure you’ve been listening to the classical music I’ve been playing. Upon searching on the internet, it’s supposed to make you smarter. Your daddy is always looking forward to feeling you kick. I do wish he is around more often around this time of the year. But I can’t blame him since his job can be demanding. I hope you don’t feel lonely like me and enjoy the food I’ve been eating to keep you healthy. Love you so, so, much my little angel.

Feet aching and swollen, you shot a glance at your husband speaking with Sanzu and Kakucho. The bento box you made for you and Manjiro sat on the coffee table, still untouched. The trip to his office was an uneventful one, yet you were buzzing with joy upon riding the elevator up to where he is. However, you weren’t anticipating the meeting to take longer than planned. Hiding your discomfort was futile as a hiss of pain left your lips when you tried to move and get comfortable. Manjiro’s eyes were immediately on you, excusing himself to approach you and get on his knees to apply pressure on your swollen right foot.

“Angel, does it hurt so much?”

Seeing the lingering gazes of the two higher-ups of Bonten, you coughed. Silently hinting for Manjiro to stand up from his kneeling position. But that didn’t matter to him, brows pinched as he added more pressure to where it ached, having you almost moan out in contentment. Kakucho was the first to notice his boss’ sharp glance, quickly leaving the room. Sanzu, on the other hand, had the audacity to stay for two more minutes until your husband stood up and gestured to the door. Apologizing softly at the retreating pink-haired executive, you sighed in relief when there were no more judgemental eyes, back sinking further into the couch. Manjiro let out a puff of air at your actions, shaking his head lightly before resuming his massage on your foot.

“‘Jiro, that can wait. We must eat lunch first,” you muttered, yet lacked the conviction to have him stop completely which he noticed. “I bet you’re starving. You did skip breakfast to get here early…”

“Yeah, just let me finish this,” he murmured, continuing the kneading of your foot that produced more soft groans and asking him to do it harder from you. If anyone were to pass by, they’d think you two were having sex instead of a wholesome scene between husband and wife.

MONTH 8: WEEK 30

Dear lovable pumpkin,

Your daddy is such a silly man at times. You’re still in my tummy yet he wishes to give you a sibling so you wouldn’t be lonely while growing up. And while I’m opposed to the idea, I want to love you with all of my heart first as I will do so for your future siblings if there would be any. It is quite hard to walk around the penthouse because you’ve become so big and heavy. I look like a penguin waddling around, but your daddy says it is a cute sight to see. It won’t be long until you’re here with us. Everyone is so excited that Koko, one of your father’s friends, gifted us baby clothes. Suggested names for you were tossed onto the table, but it is quite hard to decide since we did keep your gender a secret. Please continue to be healthy, even if that means you kicking my tummy most of the time at night. I love you so much, my baby.

Mewling into the neck of Manjiro, you then let out a gasp when something leaked out of your breasts after he pinched your nipples. Many nights have passed since you were able to sleep peacefully. Backaches, more stretch marks, swollen feet, and the baby kicking was enough to keep any pregnant woman awake most of the night. Now that you were lactating, your tits were far more sensitive than ever. Your husband didn’t share the same bothered sentiment as you, contented in kneading and tasting the milk you were producing in the wee hours of dawn.

“Love, I-I don’t think I could take it anymore,” you sobbed, trying to pry off his hands from pinching your nipples until they were rock hard. “Aren’t you t-tired? You’ve been at it since we got to bed!” A stuttered breath from you met the skin of his neck when he leaned down to lick off the milk that dripped down to his hands. It was such an obscene sight that would have your hormones acting up, leading down to the path of soft sex but not tonight. You were far too exhausted for that now. “P-please? ‘Jiro, let’s g-go to bed.”

“Fuck. More, baby, let me see these tits leak one more time. Yeah? Just one last time and we’ll sleep.”

MONTH 9: WEEK 39

To my dear pumpkin,

These past few months have been the most magical I’ve ever experienced. Who knew having a baby was such an amazing thing? But I won’t deny how terrifying it can be, especially when the world you’re about to be born in is far from the common life that an ordinary mother can provide. Yet, know this… Mommy and daddy won’t give up on trying to give you a normal life, one that you deserve to have. Your father swears that he will keep you safe as he promised me back then, too. And I promise to be the best mother you could ever have. Time flies so fast indeed that I can’t believe we’ll be welcoming you soon. I can’t wait to hold you in my arms, my little pumpkin. Your daddy is even giddier than I am, although he tries hard not to show it since I tease him. I hope that once you read this diary of our journey together, I hope it shall not only bring a smile to your face, but to those with whom you’ll share it.

See you soon, my darling angel!

“Say hi to the baby, angel,” Manjiro cooed, holding up his daughter wrapped in cloth. Smiling brightly at the baby girl, you reached out a hand to caress her hand that was wrapped around her father’s finger. Tears brimmed your vision. You fought back a sob as took in her tiny appearance. Eyes memorizing the curve of her lips and the shape of her eyes.

“Hi, pumpkin… It’s me, your mother.” Manjiro handed you the child, the corners of his lips curled up in undiluted happiness while he bent down to kiss your forehead and face multiple times. Love in every peck and whisper of you doing a good job after ten hours of labor. The pride in his chest was at an all-time high. “You’re so small and so beautiful. Yeah, look at you. She’s so beautiful, ‘Jiro.”

“Beautiful indeed,” Manjiro said in a hushed tone, still pressing kisses to your face. “My two angels. Thank you, baby. Thank you for giving me a beautiful daughter.”

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mellomanjiro · 2 years

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Crushing on Coworkers: 2

Requested Part 1 Here

Bonten’s daughters crushing on their father’s coworkers.

Kakucho:

“Dad you’re home!” your 3 year old daughter jumps out of your arms into her fathers. “Hey sweet pea, how was your day?” Kakucho asks the tiny girl in his arms. Before she could answer him she sees a guy behind him, not just any guy but her dad’s boss himself, Manjiro Sano. The same Manjiro she has a little crush on.

She blushes and hides her face. “What’s wrong? It’s just Mikey” Kakucho says. He looks up at you and you say “she has a crush on him” without making a sound and Kakucho is able to read your lips.

“You like Mikey?!” he says surprised and she hides her face again. “I told you no boys until you are 35!! And come on, Mikey? He’s so skinny! You need a strong boy like your daddy!” and he flexes which cause both you and your daughter to laugh.

“But I love Mikey! And he loves me too!!” and Mikey looks generally confused about the whole situation.

“I’m sorry kid, I don’t love you” Mikey says trying not to laugh at your young daughter. “What?!” she says and she starts to cry. All of you trying not to laugh at her try to figure out what to do to get her to stop.

Mikey goes up to her and pulls something out of his pocket. “I’m sorry kid, here you can have my dorayaki” and he gives her the treat.

All of a sudden she stops crying and smiles. She takes a small bite of the dorayaki and replies with a thank you. You honestly think Mikey’s act of kindness made her crush worse.

Koko

Bonten was having a small get together with everyone and so both your daughter and yourself were invited to come with Koko. She was really excited to come and your husband and you could not figure out why.

She is 5 and there’s nothing exciting for her there, she is also the only kid anyone from Bonten has, so she will be the youngest (not including Manjiro who acts 5 sometimes as well).

Right away she runs up to both Haitani’s and sits in between them. “Well this one is bold” Ran smirks. “What are you doing?” your husband asks your child. “I’m sitting with my boyfriends, dad!” she yells back at him.

“Boyfriends?!” I thought I was the only one” the younger Haitani plays along. “What can I say brother, I’m clearly irresistible” Ran jokes too. “I love both of you okay!” your daughter says.

And before the brothers could say another joke something catches your child’s eyes. More specifically something pink. “Actually I don’t love you anymore, I love him, he has pink hair!!!” and she points to Sanzu who is clearly confused as she runs up to him.

The Haitanis pretend to be upset about being heartbroken while Koko is stressing about his daughters choice in men.

Takeomi

“Uncle Haru!!!” your 7 year old daughter runs up to him, he is your daughter’s favourite person which makes your husband jealous sometime.

“Hey what’s up?” he asks her. “I have something to tell you” and she whispers something to him. “Haha. Is that true? Your dad won’t like that” he replies back laughing.

“And what won’t dad like?” Takeomi says, walking into the room. “Umm nothing” she says with an innocent smile. “Tell me, or I won’t let your uncle visit anymore” he says.

“Ugh fine.... I like someone” she says. “And who do you like? I need to know so I can kill them” Takeomi says. “No no! Please don’t kill him!” she replies. “Then tell me who”.

“It’s... it’s... the man with the short purple hair at your work” she says. “Ran?!?! You like Ran Haitani?!?!?!!” Takeomi says. “No boys for you! And never any boys like Ran Haitani” he tells her. “Why not?” she says pouting. “He had a bad job and is too old for you!” he replies to her. “That is no fair! You have the same job as him and mom is younger than you!” she says.

“That is true” laughs Sanzu. Takeomi just glares at him. “You are no help you know” he says to his younger brother. “Mom is 5 years younger than me, you are 23 years younger than Ran. See it is not the same” he tells his daughter.

“You are no fair!” she says and runs to her room pouting.

“Can’t wait for the wedding” Sanzu jokes and goes to check up on his niece. Takeomi doesn’t know who causes more of his grey hairs, his younger brother or his daughter.

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rosemaryblossoms · 2 years

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𝙼𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎

Platonic yandere Father Mikey x son reader featuring platonic yandere Bonten.

Trigger warning ⚠️: blood ( I forgot to put this for the ones who don’t like blood, my apologies)

Manjiro Sano lost too many people in his life. . . first his parents, his older brother, Draken, his best friend,his sister, Izana, toman, his grandfather, and now his wife. . . the only one he has left was his son, his little boy.

Right now he is holding you close , gently rocking you back and forth. He pets your ( hair length, color) hair and looks down at your sleeping form.

So peaceful. . .

So heart warming. . .

He loves you so much. . .

Right now once again he is fighting his demons. one side of him wants to give you up for adoption, not that he doesn’t love you, it’s because he wants you to live a normal life and doesn’t want you to deal with the stuff he is going through because he is the leader of a criminal organization and if people find out about you. . . The enemies of bonten will come after you as well as the police and he will have to give you a new life. the other half of him can’t let you go. . . He is selfish, he can’t let you , he needs you here with him, he will protect you and keep you hidden under lock and key. Your his last light. . . He needs you, he needs your warmth. “Dad” “yes son” “can we go to the cozy corner and the park today, also can we bring my uncles with us please?” Oh your “uncles”, when I mean your uncles I mean his executives,his number two and three, and his advisor. . . The nosy bitches, well koko ( hey Auntie koko needs that tea 😤☕️🫖 be grateful that he helps with money . . . Probably, maybe, I don’t know) basically at first the only ones that knew was sanzu, kakucho, and takeomi. . . the others found out because they saw you on their zoom meeting helping Mikey with the laundry while he is listening to their presentation and koko did research ( to make sure he doesn’t assume things and does not bother anyone specifically his boss) “sure just let me make a few phone calls (music stops here)

AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGH!!!

𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀!!!

AAAAAH!!!!!

“Aww Sanzu you killed him, I wanted a turn” the short black and light lilac haired man cooed in a mocking tone.

They did it, they found the traitor who almost gave away the information about you.

“Im glad he is, his screams of pain were starting to get on my nerves” Mochi sighed in relief.

“Make sure you dispose the body properly” Kakucho said as he glared at the corpse.

“hey Kakucho, can you hand me the cleaners so I can wipe that disgusting pig’s blood off of the weap- Sanzu that’s enough he’s dead!” Takeomi says as he trys to pull his brother off the corpse.

“ but I’m not finished :(“

“I don’t give a damn”

“Pathetic” Rindou grimaced as he glared at the corpse.

“Agreed” Koko seethed in disgust.

Brrrrrrinnng Rɪɴɴɴɢ!

(Time skips because I’m running out of ideas 🥲)

“Yummy🥹” Mikey smiled as y/n ate his (your favorite dessert)

“Is that good kiddo” chuckled Mochi

“It’s really good”

“Glad you like it pumpkin” smiled Takeomi

“Your so cute I could just eat you up” Ran said playfully as he reached over and pinches your cheek(🤨. . . It’s not what your thinking, keep it clean)

“Did you have fun at at the park y/n” Kakucho said as he took a bite of his dessert.

“Yeah I enjoyed spending time with you guys”

“I’m glad you had fun”

*yawns*

“You tired” Rindou said as he fixes his glasses.

“ I don’t blame him, he ran around the whole park” chuckled Koko (pun intended)

(After a drive home, continue to read on after the songs are finished. Enjoy the gifs for the meantime)

*yawns*

It was night, stars decorated the dark skies and the moon shined.

You were now in your bed holding your father close as he pet your hair once more, the others sat down and just chilled.

you closed your eyes, finding your way into dreamland.

When your eyes closed, before you find the door in your dreams, you felt a soft, warm pair of lips on your forehead.

“Goodnight son”

You are the last flame, the burning candle, the one thing that keeps them sane

The Bonten prince

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tala-bez-i · 1 month

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At first sight II Chapter Five

(m!reader x Bonten!Haruchiyo Sanzu)

Fluff/slash/reader is male/cursing/BontenTimeline/drugs and alcohol mentioned/violence/blood/death

All characters that appeared in the Tokyo Revengers manga and anime belong to Ken Wakui.

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“I'm telling you, this is weird.” Okumura said as you were returning from the Red Light District.

“You mean, only two people were even aware that Jun Takenaka had fallen victim to someone?”

“What else? I know they had an informant that we might show up, but…” The man shook his head. “Who the hell is Ko-chan? Anyway, it doesn't matter. We need to focus on finding... Finding out Uncle Shou's identity. Were you also told that he was someone influential?”

“Yes.” You said, feeling tense. It seemed that your partner didn't suspect anything of your sister, or at least that was the impression he gave, and you didn't know if that was a good or bad thing. One thing was for sure, you had to be careful at every step from now on and warn Tomoko herself. Shinji Okumura liked entertainment and often talked about it, but he was no fool. “Influential enough to get Nagasawa's sentence shortened.”

“I hope it's not a prosecutor.” He grumbled, dissatisfied. “I'm not going to chase tails like a dog.”

“We're dogs.” You pursed your lips and the man gave you a long look, then let out a short laugh.

“L/n, oh, come on...”

“Y/n... Are you listening, honey?” You blinked a few times when you saw Emi's troubled face in front of you.

“I'm sorry...” You blushed, lifting the cup of coffee to your lips, only to find it empty. “Oh my god, I was lost in thought...”

“No problem. Can I make you some tea?”

“Yes, please.” She took the cup from your hands and you watched her go to the sink. “Where did we end our conversation?”

“We did end?” She gave you an amused look, although there was still concern in them.

“You mentioned that you and your friends had arranged to go to the hair salon, to the beautician for nails, and...” You scratched your head. “You have plans to celebrate your new friend Jenny's birthday at some club, right?”

“Oh my god, Y/n...” The woman turned to you, wiping your mug with a cloth. Her eyes were wide and she looked even more worried than before. “That was over an hour ago. After that, I told you about a lot of other things, including what's being discussed in the lab... Maybe I should cancel...”

“No, no. Everything's fine.” You protested quickly and smiled apologetically. “Everything's fine. I was just wondering about the latest case...”

“The young guy with the slit throat?” She asked as she put the water on to boil.

“Yes, Junko Yoshioka.”

“Hmm?”

“I meant Jun Takenaka.” You corrected yourself and Emi showed you two bags of loose tea so you could choose which one you wanted. You pointed to one and the woman made a portion for two cups. “Not everyone knew him from both sides…”

“I see. Mimiko also mentioned today that Shinji spent a few hours in front of the computer, working on the latest facts you’ve managed to find out.”

“We haven’t found much.” You crossed your arms over your chest, leaning back slightly. “Is she sure her beloved husband was working instead of spending time entertaining himself?”

“Y/n.”

You looked up at the ceiling and sighed. “Sometimes I wonder if we should visit them. You know, bring them something to eat and stuff like that…”

“Mimiko has her hands full, you know.”

“Yeah, but still... Just a little friendly get-together…”

“You’re cute, but I’ll pass.” The woman laughed shortly. “It’s a bit too crowded for me.”

You looked at her carefully. She had her back to you and you could see from her shoulders that she didn't seem tense. She didn't mind going to crowded nightclubs, but visiting her friends at their house, not even a small apartment, but a house with a pretty decent square footage, was too much. You knew where the problem was and your heart lurched again. Emi avoided going to places where there was more than one child, and Mimiko was pregnant with another.

"So, when are you meeting your friends?" You asked, completely ignoring her hypocrisy.

"We have Friday off, so..."

"Okay." You smiled at her when she turned around and winked at her. "In that case, I'll grab a case of beer, a pot of curry and visit them myself."

Emi stared at you for a moment, as if pondering something, but smiled brightly at you and nodded.

“Just don’t drink too much, because I also planned to spend the night with you.”

You pursed your lips slightly, knowing perfectly well what she meant, and cleared your throat once. You straightened up in your chair and smoothed down the legs of your pants.

“You can be sure I'll be back on time, my dear.” You replied, and as soon as the woman placed the ready tea in front of you, you gently took her hand in yours and brought it to your lips, placing a soft kiss on her skin. “You can be sure I'll even be more sober than drunk, unlike the previous meetings with Okumura after work.”

“Thank you and I'll hold you to your word.” The other laughed, stroking your face. “Because this time I have no intention of watching over you with a bowl.”

“Cruel, evil and mean. Zero empathy and compassion.” You grumbled and the woman kissed the top of your head.

“I love you too.” She said in a gentle tone and picked up her mug before heading to the living room where she was going to watch TV for a while before getting ready for bed. “Don’t work too long.”

“I’m not promising anything, but I’ll try.” You replied, staying in the kitchen to sit in peace for a while longer before you tried to get another headache from analyzing the facts and information you had, not only about Junko’s case, but also refreshing what you had on your computer about Yuji.

You were still holding back from looking through the new photos and recordings of Sanzu that Tomoko had given you. Sure, you looked at the files, but you didn’t delve into them as much as you had done so far.

A thought popped into your head. What if, among the short recordings, you came across at least snippets of a conversation about something that could at least slightly steer you in the right direction? But maybe Bonten knew something about those few strange murders that only looked like they were responsible?

Yes, you and Okumura had reviewed the files of the still open cases involving the murders of women who were involved in sex work and discovered that several of them looked similar to this latest one.

The bodies of the women showed no signs of violence, apart from bruises on the ankles and strangulation marks. Only two out of six cases, not counting Jun Takenaka, had their throats slit. The number of victims was not particularly alarming, as it indicated that if all the victims had been murdered by the same perpetrator, he must have been taking breaks.

There had only been seven victims in three years. Although it was not known whether more women had been killed in a similar manner in Tokyo and its prefectures. You all would have preferred it to be so, but on the other hand, maybe it would have been possible to rule out the syndicate members.

Why did you think Bonten had nothing to do with it? Sure, they could have done it and confiscated the goods that belonged to them, but despite the fact that you knew that their ranks were full of mentally unstable individuals and full of psychopaths, sociopaths, and other perverts, you had a feeling that this was a dead end. If it were otherwise, Tomoko wouldn't have been hiding such information.

Yes, she was working with them, but if the syndicate was actually responsible, she would have told you to stay out of it or destroy the evidence, which had happened more than once in the past.

Why did you listen to her? You wanted to be a good cop and keep order and catch those who broke the law, but that was before you joined the gang and found out that one of them had a boy who stole your heart in a matter of seconds. You were willing to sacrifice yourself for him and nothing could change that. Not even the fact that he personally threatened to kill you.

You tried to live far away from him, but you couldn't, and you had proof on your computer. You sincerely hoped that Emi would never find out about them... Although, it was close once.

“Are you changing your perfume?” She asked one day when she was coming back from your small office with a small watering can in her hands.

She had a thoughtful expression on her face, although her tone of voice was completely calm. Just a normal question announcing a short, casual chat between two people who were close to each other.

“Um... No. Not really.” You answered her, feeling your cheeks begin to warm up.

“Hmm... Quite floral. If not for you...”

“It was supposed to be for me. Just a sample.”

“Oh? Changed your mind?”

“Yes... As you noticed, quite floral. Maybe even a little too much for me.” You laughed shortly and Emi smiled at you widely.

“Thank goodness.” She sighed, stroking your cheek. “The scent is nice... But I prefer the one you're wearing now.”

“Uh-huh.” You nodded and kissed the woman on the cheek.

That was before you moved into your new apartment, and since then you've been much more careful with using the perfume that Haruchiyo Sanzu used to wear. That mysterious scent became even more private, even intimate, for you, and you only sprayed it in your office when you knew you'd have time to air out the room before your girlfriend got home.

Exactly...

You couldn't wait any longer. You got up from your chair and went to the aforementioned room, taking with you a cup of tea that your beloved had brewed for you. You sat down in front of your desk and turned on your computer, and after a moment you started browsing through the new contents of your secret folder.

The first few photos were taken in a nightclub that you suspected belonged to brothers, Ran and Rindou Haitani. The pink-haired gangster was sitting comfortably surrounde by a group of amused women who looked to be of different ages, and you could tell at first glance that they weren't exactly sober.

Next up was a short video recording where Sanzu focused his attention on one of the girls. She was quite attractive, you had to admit that. At one point, they exchanged a long look, the woman leaned forward as if to kiss him and then the man smiled gently. You could clearly see how, during a rather passionate kiss, the gangster passed the girl a small pill, which she swallowed immediately.

You clenched your teeth and swallowed as if a pill had appeared in your esophagus. Your heart was torn between joy at the sight of a contented Haruchiyo and a feeling of jealousy. You didn't like drugs, you preferred alcohol, but it should have been you, not that girl.

The corner of your mouth lifted slightly, seeing that the drug was starting to affect the girl, who fell onto the chest of the man interested in her and after a short moment, Sanzu carefully stood up from his seat, grabbed the half-conscious party girl tightly and led her somewhere, disappearing from the frame. The recording ended, but you knew perfectly well what happened next.

The pink-haired gangster took her to a private room and used her like you had already seen many times in the previous timeline. Heck, you yourself participated in several actions when instead of choosing the path of a law enforcement officer, you stayed by Sanzu's side.

In the next recording, from a completely different day, Sanzu was sitting right next to Manjiro Sano and talking to him. The Bonten leader had a dispassionate, completely indifferent expression, but in his coal-black... Like a bottomless pit eyes, some icy flame was smoldering. There was something to it, because even Kakucho and Kokonoi sitting next to him looked gloomy. You were curious what it was about, but the music in the background was too loud for you to hear anything... Although...

“...tomorrow...” The voice sounded like it belonged to Takeomi, but you weren't sure.

“That son of a bitch...” Kokonoi growled, his gaze shifting to whoever was next to the person who was secretly recording. “Isn't one enough of a problem for us?”

“What can you do?”

Mikey nodded and Sanzu moved away from him. The pink-haired man looked furious.

“Take care of it.” The leader said and No. 2 grinned.

It was one of those cruel smiles that sent a shiver down your spine over and over again and you knew that whoever he was hunting was going to get really bad. The police would probably never find the body.

As the recording ended, you saw the reflection in the bottles, caused by the colored lights, and it hit you that the person who had risked making this recording - like probably a few others you had received - was Tomoko herself.

You whistled quietly, feeling a little anxious, but you were aware of the fact that your sister knew perfectly well what she was doing. She wouldn't throw herself into the lion's mouth if it wasn't worth the risk. You would have to ask her what that conversation was about soon.

You looked at your watch, which showed 9:40 p.m. and directed your gaze towards the door, which you had open. In the hallway, you saw the lights flickering, indicating that Emi was still watching TV, or at least the device was still on.

You closed the folder you were browsing and got up from the chair to check how your chosen one was doing. When you looked into the living room, it turned out that the woman was sleeping soundly on the couch you had recently purchased. You approached her, turned off the TV and in the light of the street lamps, carefully lifted her from the comfortable piece of furniture and carried her to your bedroom, where the futons were already waiting.

As you tried to lay her down as carefully as you could, you immediately thought that buying a bed would be a must... But of course, Emi insisted on sticking with a more traditional form of lounging, and you didn't have the strength to argue with her about it too much.

“It's much healthier, Y/n. It's good for your spine...”

“I'd rather have a bed though... It's easier to put someone on.” You wrapped your arms around her waist and pulled her closer to you so that her back touched your chest. “I'm getting older...”

“You're not even thirty.” She snorted quietly.

“And you don't weigh 99Ibs anymore.” You bit your tongue before the words could leave your mouth. You sighed quietly and pressed your nose to the top of her head to inhale the scent of her shampoo. “Okay. We'll stick to the futons.”

You placed the sleeping woman on her futon and huffed through your nose in relief. You loved her and loved her deeply, but having a bed allowed for so many different sexual positions that...

“No...” She mumbled in her sleep, gently grabbing your hand as you started to pull away from her.

“It's okay, baby. Sleep...” You tried to gently pull away from her grip, but it only tightened.

“Stay...” She mumbled wrapping her arms around you again. “Please...”

“Emi...” Hearing her mumble a few more words, you gave in and laid down next to her, letting the woman press her body against yours.

That was it for your work today. You listened to her calm breathing, feeling sleepiness starting to take over you.

Maybe it's better that you don't stay up late today? After all, he was supposed to show up first thing tomorrow morning... Damn, you didn't even know the nickname of the black-haired man who promised to appear for a voluntary interrogation in the Junko case.

You hoped he would actually show up...

You were standing in front of a dark passageway that led to an even darker room, from which a disgusting stench was coming to you, which was probably so ingrained in your memory that you would never be able to forget it or confuse it with anything else.

You wanted to scream, being completely aware of everything, when whispers appeared in your head, where your dream had taken you.

A torture room in the basement, which was located in the Uchiyama’s house.

Something you had left behind long ago and at the same time something that did not exist.

You turned your back to the passage and took a few steps towards the stairs leading up. You had no intention of giving in to this nightmare again. You had no intention of looking again at the mutilated body of the woman you had found back then and who had haunted you in your nightmares.

*rustle*

You stopped when you thought you heard a rustling sound, but when you strained your ears, there was silence everywhere. You felt an unpleasant shiver run down your spine, and for a split second you thought your body would lunge forward to escape that place, but it was just a dream, and you had no intention of letting the nightmares get to you.

*rustle, rustle*

You sighed heavily and closed your eyes again. “Get over it, Yukiko.” The rustling stopped, and you could feel someone's presence in the air. “I know I have to get Yuji, because he's responsible for what happened to you, but...”

“Y/n-chan?” You didn't expect that voice. It seemed to belong to a young woman, but...

You turned around quickly and saw the wrong person. A young man dressed in colorful women's clothes walked out of the dark passageway leading to the torture room. His wig, interwoven with colorful streaks, was slightly dirty, but the figure still looked good.

You looked into his face, which was covered in heavy, colorful makeup, and saw confusion and fear in his big blue eyes.

“Junko?” You gasped, completely unable to understand what was happening.

“Y/n-chan…” He made a sad face. “I can't find my purse. Haru-chan will be angry if something happens to the package.”

“Excuse me?”

“Why is it so dark in there?” She asked, looking over her shoulder into the abyss.

“Junko... You shouldn't be here.”

“I know, but I lost my purse.” She stretched out her small hand towards you, with artificial nails of different colors glued to them. “Can you help me, please?”

You took three steps forward and just as you were about to grab the colorful flea by the hand, the dirty and bloody hands of a woman emerged from the darkness and with one violent movement pulled Junko back into the darkness of the room before she could let out a cry.

You opened your eyes feeling a weight on your chest that wasn't there before. You held your breath and looked down, and as soon as you saw the figure of Emi, whose head was the source of the weight, gently illuminated by the street lamps, you let out a breath of relief.

You wrapped your arms around her, gently stroking her back with one hand. You tried to control your rapidly beating heart so as not to wake the woman and tried to recreate fragments of the dream in your memory.

It didn't scare you like the previous ones, and you didn't know what caused it. It was because you somehow managed to get used to the stench of a woman's decomposing body or because this time Junko Yoshioka appeared in it.

The muscles in your arms tensed as you realized that the young man had addressed you by name, but you pursed your lips and looked out the window, not fully covered by the blinds.

Of course, Junko called you by your name. After all, it was the work of your own subconscious, which had combined a figure from two different timelines. That was all, nothing special.

The woman sleeping in your arms stirred with a purr and you released her. She moved away from you, turned on her side so that her back was turned towards you and began to snore softly, leaving you with a feeling of strange emptiness.

You suddenly realized that even though Yoshioka was a total extrovert and her presence was almost overwhelming, you wanted to talk to her again. Maybe even let her feed you cookies like you did when you first met her.

Despite the fact that she was a drug dealer, she seemed harmless to you.

The corners of your mouth twitched as you recalled the image of the tiny man beating Mochizuki with his purse. The colorful flea was harmless unless someone stepped on its toes.

As quickly as you were amused, you grimaced even more and got up from your futon and headed to your small office, knowing that you wouldn't be able to sleep again that night.

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