#kanto mikey

[s0ftpixels]

˗ˏˋ art deco ࿐ྂ "you're not mean, you're just born to be seen"

summary: kokonoi hajime unwillingly has front-row seats to sano "mikey" manjiro's descent into darkness and now he unknowingly watches the start of a new obsession with something a lot prettier that owns one too many mini skirts

pairing(s): kanto!mikey x f!reader

notes: told through koko's eyes and the beginning of yandere!mikey and pre-bonten. heart divider by cafekitsune

warnings: canon typical violence, mentions of weapons, mentions of murder, implied mental health issues, slight bimbo!reader, suggestive themes, mentioned voyeurism, obsession, future yandere(?), not edited we die like my potential

word count: 1690

Sano “Mikey” Manjiro was no longer the man he used to be. Perhaps after killing a bunch of people, part of him had gone numb. Or maybe most of him. He doesn’t feel the same way anymore and it’s clear to everyone around him. His black Toman jacket had been long changed to white and he’s got an appointment with a tattoo artist soon. Kokonoi wonders when it will be his turn to get tattooed next. He wonders when the matching jackets will be changed to suits and their flimsy pipes and bats will be replaced with guns. Kokonoi isn’t sure if he’s looking forward to it or not. Many things have changed quickly and so has Mikey. 

Kokonoi Hajime accidentally got front-row seats to Sano “Mikey” Manjiro’s plunge into darkness and it’s not something very fun to watch especially since nothing he does can get the latter out of it. It was almost like Mikey wanted to burn. Like he enjoyed it. Kokonoi Hajime glanced up from his laptop, the soft glow of the screen illuminating his tired eyes. The rain outside pelted the floor-to-ceiling windows, a rhythmic drumming that filled the otherwise silent penthouse. Mikey stood motionless, staring out into the storm as if it held answers to the questions he never voiced. Kokonoi had grown used to this silence, the heavy, unspoken tension that seemed to hang over them like a dark cloud. “Mikey— Oh hi Koko!”

Maybe the only thing stopping Mikey from fully going crazy was you and your damn mini-skirt. You twirl into the room with that infectious energy of yours, your sneakers tapping against the marble floor. The rain pattering against the windows is almost drowned out by your cheerful presence. You greet Kokonoi with a bright smile, your eyes sparkling with a naivety that seems out of place in the world of the Kanto Manji Gang— in Sano “Mikey” Manjiro’s world. “Hi Koko!” you repeat, a playful lilt in your voice

Kokonoi can’t help but crack a small smile at your enthusiasm, the glitter in the inner corners of your eyes shining under the artificial light. You always manage to bring a bit of light into these dark times, even if you don’t fully understand the shadows lurking around you. Mikey, however, doesn’t move. His gaze remains fixed on the storm outside, his reflection a ghostly figure in the glass. Kokonoi watches him, the unease gnawing at him. Mikey's transformation from the once lively, mischievous leader of Tokyo Manji Gang to this silent, brooding figure of Kanto Manji Gang is unsettling. You flounce over to Mikey, your hips swaying with each step. You wrap your arms around him from behind, resting your cheek against his back. “Mikey, come on. You promised we’d watch a movie tonight” you whine, trying to coax him away from the window, glossy lips shifting into a pout

Mikey finally shifts, his shoulders relaxing slightly at your touch. He turns around, and for a moment, Kokonoi catches a glimpse of the old Mikey in the way his dark eyes soften when he looks at you. “Yeah, I did, didn’t I?” he says, his voice a low rumble.

Honestly speaking, in Kokonoi’s opinion, you were kind of a bimbo— in some sense that is. You were top of your class with the goal of getting into law school but here you were in a damn mini skirt, your bruised knees knocking against Sano Manjiro who is a literal fucking criminal. Maybe you have one of those weird fantasies of representing your criminal boyfriend in court. The problem with that though is you and Manjiro weren’t together. You were just a pretty distraction, someone who brought a flicker of life into Mikey’s darkened world, a role you played with such unknowing perfection that even Kokonoi found it admirable. The darkness that enveloped Mikey was thick, suffocating, but you… you seemed to be the only one who could penetrate it, if only slightly with your stupid mini skirt that hugged your hips and thighs so well. “Not feeling it?” You ask him innocently, the tips of your white sneakers knocking against his boots

Maybe you were a little stupid but other than academic smarts, you were emotionally smart too. You didn’t realize just who you were hanging around and what the penthouse you waltzed into was but you knew when Sano “Mikey” Manjiro wasn’t feeling well. Kokonoi admires that because he as well as the other top members of Kanto Manji Gang were yet to figure out Mikey’s emotions. “Not really” Mikey says, his fingers curl around your hip in an almost possessive manner, pulling you closer to him. 

Kokonoi watches the exchange, feeling a pang of jealousy mixed with something he can't quite place. Maybe it's envy at your ability to reach Mikey in a way he can't, or perhaps it's frustration at Mikey's apparent detachment from everyone else. Kokonoi watches you wrap your arms around Mikey’s neck. The contrast between Mikey’s brooding presence and your bubbly aura is almost comical, like a scene from a twisted romantic comedy. Kokonoi can’t help but shake his head at the irony of it all. “What’s wrong, Mikey?” you ask softly, your voice laced with genuine worry.

Mikey’s gaze softens as he looks down at you, his thumb brushing against your cheekbone. “Nothing you need to worry about, sweetheart” he murmurs, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead.

Kokonoi watches the exchange, feeling a twinge of envy mixed with a hint of admiration. Despite everything, Mikey still had the ability to care for someone, even if it was in his own twisted way. You pout slightly, not satisfied with his vague answer. “But I do worry about you, Mikey. You know that,” you insist, your well-manicured fingers intertwining with his bruised fingers.

A small, almost invisible smile tugs at the corners of Mikey’s lips. “I know, babe. And I appreciate it” he says, sincerity ringing in his voice. 

He leans down to press a lingering kiss to your lips, a silent promise of reassurance. Kokonoi can’t help but feel a pang of jealousy at the intimacy between you and Mikey. It’s not that he harbours any romantic feelings for Mikey himself, but rather he envies the connection you two share, a connection that seems to elude him in this world of darkness and violence. As you pull away from the kiss, a bright smile graces your lips once more. Your lip gloss is now transferred onto Mikey’s lips and he doesn’t seem to mind as he licks up the artificial taste, his eyes never leaving yours as he does. It was weird though— You and Mikey weren’t dating but you still kissed and cuddled and did other things like normal couples did. Mikey called you sweetheart, babe, baby, doll, angel and any other sweet endearment his tainted mind could think of but you both weren’t dating. You both aren’t dating but Kokonoi knows the bruises on your knees are from when Mikey’s got you on the floor between his legs and the scratches on Mikey’s back are from you being pinned beneath him. “I’ve been a little stressed though. Come help me out?” Mikey says to you, thumb rubbing away some of the lipgloss that smeared onto your chin when he kissed you

Kokonoi can imagine it clearly— you down on your knees on the hardwood floor in front of Mikey, your pretty eyes wide and watery with drool running down your chin and mascara smudged; your stupid mini skirt hiked up around your hips as Mikey made you take it. “Hm, m’kay” You answer a little too innocently for what Mikey was suggesting at

As Mikey guides you to another room in the penthouse, he looks over his shoulder. “Koko, make sure no one disturbs us”

“Got it boss” He answers, trying to sound as apathetic as possible

The lock on the door clicks and Kokonoi is already scrambling to find his headphones. He’s been a victim of getting hard off listening to your breathy moans and helpless whimpers too many times already and he’s still got work to do. Kokonoi wasn’t a huge fan of being a voyeur like the rest of the sickos and perverts Mikey let into Kanto Manji Gang after all. He barely gets his headphones in when he hears a breathy groan come from the other side of the locked door. He tries to focus on his work, to lose himself in the lines of code scrolling across the screen, but his mind keeps drifting back to the scene unfolding behind the locked door. He can almost picture it—the way you kneel before Mikey, your eyes wide with anticipation, your lips parted in a silent plea. He can hear the soft rustle of fabric as Mikey guides you, his voice low and commanding. It’s a scene that plays out in his mind with disturbing clarity, one that he wishes he could erase but finds himself unable to look away from.

Kokonoi Hajime unwillingly has front-row seats to Sano “Mikey” Manjiro’s descent into darkness. But it seems he’s watching an obsession grow as well. 

An obsession that owns too many mini skirts and with a smile as bright as the sun. 

Kokonoi wonders how long it will take for that obsession to grow into something unhealthy and something that starts to hurt you. But even as he wonders, a part of him knows that he’ll be there to witness it all. Because in this world of darkness and violence, there are few constants, and Kokonoi has unwittingly become one of them. So he continues to work, his fingers flying across the keyboard as he loses himself in the safety of his own little world, a world far removed from the chaos that surrounds him.

As the night wears on and the sounds from the other room grow louder, Kokonoi can’t help but feel a sense of resignation settle over him. Because in the end, he knows that you’re just as trapped as the rest of them, prisoners of their own making in a world where darkness reigns supreme.

[baby-tini]

I just know kanto Mikey says the meanest shit in bed 😞

You're not too off, here are things that Multiple!Mikeys would say to you in bed~

Toman!Mikey- -"Mm mm, say it again... go on, you could say it once, so you can say it again."

-"It feels that good that it has you crying, huh baby?"

-"Inside where, baby? Inside what? You have too tell me where you want me too put my fingers, can you do that for me?"

-"That's it baby, ride it just like that... mhm, move your hips just like that."

-"Don't push me away, you can take it, you've done it before."

Manila!Mikey- -"Keep talking to me like that, and I'll really give you something too scream about."

-"Say thank you. Say, "thank you for discipling me Manjiro.""

-"What happened to that smartass attitude, huh? Where'd that go?"

-"You really gonna roll your eyes at me? Ok... get your ass over here."

-"Please do, please give me a reason too bruise that pretty little ass, go on."

Kanto!Mikey- -"What have I told you about that whining shit?"

-"Maybe I should just leave you here, and let you think about how disrespectful you've been."

-"Ask me nicely for what you want angel."

-"When you decide too behave, then you can speak."

-"No, none of that "mm mm" "mhm" shit. Speak."

Bonten!Mikey- -"Open, let me see... good, now swallow."

-"Now you're behaving? You only apologize when your face is pressed against my desk, huh?"

-"Answer me princess, I want you too tell me why I should let you cum right now."

-"You gonna put on a show for my executives sweetheart, yeah?"

-"You obviously don't wanna cum that bad if you can't say please angel."

Racer!Mikey- -"Look at my pretty baby, you're just so impatient, huh?"

-"Don't act all shy now, princess, say please."

-"You're so eager too taste yourself, huh baby?... Yeah? Now you know how I feel."

-"C'mere baby, come ride my tongue."

-"All you had too do was ask baby, you don't need too tug at my hand pretty girl."

[mochiepie]

TOKYO REVENGERS

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✎ watch it on your own risk. 18+ content. Don't forget to clear your history. If you didn't like it or if the links provided according to you doens't matches the character, THEN DON'T WATCH IT. Simple. No need to post DISGUSTING comments please. And if the links don't work for some reason, just comment which of them ain't working. ✎

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Sano Manjiro ( Mikey)-

❤️ Scandalous outfit prank on him

❤️ How he rewards you

❤️ Fucks you while you're asleep

❤️ He wants to please you

❤️ How he punishes you

❤️ Tits typa man

❤️ The reason why he loves missionary

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Ken Ryuguji (DRAKEN)-

🧡 corrupting you

🧡 Tits massaging day

🧡 brat taming you.

🧡 unleashing his frustrations on you

🧡 Fuckin u in Mikey's bedroom

🧡 pussy inspection

🧡 love making

༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

Ran haitani -

💜 earn it baby, fukin ride me!

💜 Eating you out

💜 His favourite Toy

💜 Take it bitch ( spank )

💜 missed you princess

💜 night after a date

༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

Taiju Shiba -

( as you all know, taiju isn't a person to ask for consent, if he liked you, he'll get you. There's no-buts- whatsoever, so according to his character I chose this links, they are very mature compared to others, watch it on your own risk)

🤍 you caught his eyes, now obey him.

🤍 A Quickie

🤍 loves it missionary

🤍 Dick inspection

🤍 Car fuck

🤍 You wanna be a brat? Here, have it you slut

🤍 He loves to suck on your TITS.

🤍 When he can't control himself anymore

🤍 How he eats your pussy

༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶

Haruchiyo Sanzu

(sanzu) -

🟪 His fav way of fukin you

🟪 you're his fav drug

🟪 loves to be between your tits

🟪 loves to be between your tits pt.2

🟪 Groping your Tits

🟪 Shower Sex With him

🟪 Riding him + nipple pinching

🟪 fucking you in every spot

🟪 Pussy inspection with his tongue

🟪 When he is in a good mood. So he rewards you

🟪 You cheated on him, so he got you fucked by his gang.

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[izanacore]

kanto!mikey was my inspo in casual series. and boy, he looks so good lol <3

[maehemthemisfit]

Mae since Mikey keeps on gatekeeping you from Sanzu everytime yall stay in a hotel, do you think that it's possible that he's going to make a powerpoint presentation and the main point is to persuade Mikey to let you share the room with him.

Imagine the Haitanis looking at him like 🤨 because he's typing away on his laptop instead of popping pills and they asked him what is he doing and sees his powerpoint presentation 💀

By the way Mikey said no despite all the effort.☂️

RAN IS GONNA CLOWN TF OUTTA HIM.

I feel like Sanzu would pull this up at the end of an important meeting and everyone just deadpans. At one point it seems like Mikey's agreeing with him, nodding along to Sanzu's hypotheticals and not-so-valid points he made in his presentation and Sanzu gets his hopes up so he's like "does this mean [name] gets to stay in my room??" and mikey's like "oh, no." and just moves along.

sanzu fr

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[zerokurokawa]

This is my favorite manga panel:

Ran’s all like…

“oh really?” WHAMM

[miniimight]

❝ I LIKE YOU... / I KNOW. ❞ your confession doesn't shock 'em one bit

with mikey, ran, rindou + very nervous!reader (toman timeline)

notes just a wholesome confession scene lol mikey's just as much as a nervous idiot as you are, ran is ... ran, and rindou is also an idiot . also i promise im working on requests i have like seven to work through sobs

it's not like it was hard.

he always felt your eyes on him: passing you in a hallway, in class (which he barely attended, but found himself showing up just to watch you suffer), randomly bumping into each other while out with friends... at first, he didn't care. he had a lot of attention going for him and he thought of you as another drop in the bucket.

but then he found himself paying attention to you.

when you weren't not-so-secretly pining over him, you were looking out the classroom window, a peaceful expression on your face that told him that you were about to fall asleep. or maybe you were with your friends, smiling widely as you exchanged snacks. or maybe you were giggling, your face on fire as your friends helped you craft some kind of candygram.

whatever he caught you doing, he found it endearing. and he couldn't escape it. but for reputation's sake, he tried to hide his adoration and amusement underneath his tough guy exterior. that quickly broke when you finally approached him.

your friends peeking from the hallway behind you both, you gently tapped his arm and your heart almost stopped functioning from nerves.

he cast an uninterested look over his shoulder, eyebrows raised. it was you. "hm?" internally, he was intrigued; he never thought you'd actually come up to him.

"i, uh..." you bit your lip, trying to shock yourself into calming down, but your heart still echoed in your chest.

"did you need something?"

"i'm sorry!" you exclaim suddenly, squeezing your eyes shut as you thrust the snack into his hand. "i like you!"

MIKEY

mikey's heart skipped a beat. "i know."

"uhm..." you whined softly, your body on fire. this was so embarrassing. "okay, bye!" you quickly spun around, hoping that he'd forget it the moment you disappeared around the corridor. he knew?! he KNEW? the fuck did that mean?? WHY DID YOU LEAVE SO FAST?

"wait," mikey's hand gripped your wrist. you squeaked and tried to pull away, but that only caused you to drift closer to him. his own face was dusted pink. "thanks for the snack."

you cast your eyes to the ground. "yeah, i know you're always eating it, so..."

mikey smiled, his grip softening into a delicate hold. he would never dream of giving up a chance to be with the one he'd been yearning for ever since he noticed your starry eyes on him. "wanna ride around with me?"

your eyes lit up and you sent a excited look to your friends. turning back to him as you both walked to his bike, you nervously asked, "so, you said you knew?" you asked, dreading the answer.

mikey smirked, his eyes lidded as he teased you. "yeah, s'not like you were good at hiding it."

"ugh, seriously?" you cringed, hiding your face in your hands. mikey's chuckle brought your eyes to peek over your fingers.

"it's okay, it was... cute." his voice grew quieter, like he was a little embarrassed to admit it.

you blinked at him before you truly processed his words, your heart bursting. "what?!"

mikey looked everywhere except you. "you—you heard what i said! just—come on." he grabbed your hand and ran over to his bike. his hand gripped the top of your head and you were so confused until he pulled a helmet out and slotted it over you. he clasped the buckle under your chin.

he stared at you for a moment before smiling with adoration. your face felt warm as butterflies filled your stomach.

"heh." he giggled, holding the sides of the helmet so that you couldn't hide your face from him. "cute."

as time went on, mikey wasn't so bashful when expressing his love for you.

RAN

he grinned. "ohhhh, i know." he dragged out his triumphant proclamation. "i know."

your face burned and you didn't know what to say to that. so, you bailed. "uh... okay? see you around!" you quickly turned. he knew? why'd he have to say it like that?

it took a moment to realize he was following you.

"so, where are we going?" he asked, tossing the snack package up in the air and catching it. "s'okay if it's far, i got a ride."

you stopped dead in your tracks, bewildered. "what?"

he cocked his head to the side, a calm smile on his face. "aren't we going out?"

you nearly screamed at the suggestion, not expecting this from him at all. "i—no??" you shoved your face into your hands. "i don't know!"

he laughed, captivated by how flustered you were. ran was a guy who liked to sweet talk and see his effect on others, and your reactions were just too good. "come on, i know you've been wanting some time alone with me for a while. you're not so secretive."

you groan and shy away from him. peeking from behind your hands, you meekly asked "was it that obvious?"

he grinned. "yeah. but all the better for me, right?" he put an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to his side and leading you out the school. "knowing i got a pretty thing like you thinking about me all day."

you rolled your eyes, finally starting to come down from the high of your confession. "it wasn't all day."

ran smiled, so tempted to respond with well, that was the case for me, but he figured you'd probably faint. he'd save that for the next time.

RINDOU

"i know." he blurted out before he could think of something better to say. for all the bones he broke, rindou's resolve was weak. but he was good at faking it.

he could tell you were confused, not expecting his response.

you fidgeted with your fingers before you finally spoke up, your face burning. "uh... okay..?" how the hell is anyone supposed to respond to that.

rindou panicked internally, rubbing the back of his neck as he sighed. "are you free right now, or what?"

your eyes lit up as your downcast gaze snapped to look at him. "i am."

a smile cracked on rindou's face as he chuckled with amusement. "then, let me take you out."

"really?!" sure, it wasn't the most glamorous thing to say, but you couldn't help it. you were excited.

"yeah. i mean, you did buy me a snack, so." he held up the package proudly. "gotta return the favor, right? come on, i got a ride."

you tried to hide how triumphant you felt as you followed him diligently. he was awkward, not possessing the same level of finesse his older brother did. like, what does he say to you??

"so..." you started, taking the lead.

oh, thank god. he let out the breath he didn't know he was holding.

"you said you knew?" you mumbled, making a point to avoid his stare. "was it obvious?"

he smirked. "yeah, it was very obvious." you winced, but he continued. "don't worry. it was interesting."

you twisted up your lips in a cringe. "interesting as in a good way, or...?"

rindou racked his brain. ran was always good at thinking on the spot—what would he say? his lips moved before he could stop them. "interesting as in i couldn't stop thinking about you."

you both stared at each other—rindou in absolute shock of what just left his lips and you, completely flustered. your heads whipped away from looking at each other, lips pressed in a tight line as a million different thoughts ran through them. rindou was sure he creeped you out, but then he heard you giggle.

he looked back at you, reading every inch of your expression. you smiled softly. "that was so cheesy."

you kept on laughing to yourself, somehow enamored by his stupid line and he knew he was flying off the deep end.

© miniimight ! thanks for reading <3

[c-monthecob]

The Kanto Manji Members when Mikey started attacking his own team

[reissancesstuff]

can you write something for kanto manji mikey 🙏 like its sooo good.

A/N: anon pls 🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️ you KNOW i’m always down to write for kanto manji mikey 😭 this version of him owns my whole soul. i hope you like this piece, it’s got that cold Mikey vibes with a little softness buried real deep… somewhere.

“Even the Devil Has a Weakness”

Summary: Kanto Manji Mikey doesn’t believe in love anymore. But then there’s you.

“You shouldn’t be here.”

That’s what he said the first time he let you into his office—bare walls, ashtray overflowing, blood on his knuckles, and eyes like a storm that never passed.

But you stayed.

You stayed when he ignored you.

You stayed when he scared everyone else away.

You stayed when he looked you dead in the eyes and said, “I don’t feel anything anymore.”

---

“You’re lying,” you told him one night. “You feel. You just don’t let yourself.”

He almost laughed. Almost. But he just stared, lips a flat line.

“What would you know about it?” he asked.

You stepped closer. “Because you flinch when I’m hurt. Because your hand shakes when I cry. Because you haven’t let anyone touch you in years… except me.”

He kissed you that night.

Desperate. Silent. Starved.

Like someone tasting water after years of drought, unsure if it’s real.

And for a moment, he wasn’t Kanto Manji’s fearsome leader.

He was just Manjiro—the boy who lost too much.

---

But nothing good lasts forever.

So when the enemy gang kidnapped you, he didn’t panic.

He burned the entire district down.

---

“You didn’t have to go that far,” you whispered when he found you, bruised but alive.

His eyes were black, voice lower than a growl.

“I told them not to touch what’s mine.”

---

Later, when it was quiet and your head rested on his chest, you asked softly, “Do you feel something now?”

His hand tangled in your hair. His heart beat loud against your ear.

“…Yeah,” he murmured.

“It hurts.”

[mikeysonly]

Losing Dogs - Manjiro (Mikey) Sano

♡ tw: angst, blood, no happy ending for y/n and mikey here sorry.

♡ yes, this is loosely based on the song by Mitski. I was listening to it while writing this. u know it’s getting bad when even my fictional stories have shitty endings. enjoy I guess.

♡♥︎♡♥︎♡

Mikey stood alone, his silhouette illuminated by the neon of a nearby sign. The roar of Kanto Manji’s latest battle was distant now, nothing but a faint echo. The blood on his hands glistened, and he remembered every punch thrown.

She was still there, waiting.

Mikey turned, his gaze landing on her. Y/N leaned against the wall, her arms crossed tightly, her face streaked with dirt and exhaustion. He never dared to ask why she stayed. It was a question he was too afraid to hear the answer to.

“You’re still here,” he muttered.

She smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “I always bet on losing dogs, don’t I, Mikey?”

He stared at her, trying to decipher the meaning behind her words, but really, he already knew.

“I don’t need saving.”

“I know,” she replied softly.

Mikey Sano, the invincible leader, was nothing but an empty shell of a man. He had lost Draken, Emma, and so many others, and yet here she was, despite knowing he’d only hurt her in the end.

“You should walk away,” he said after a long silence. “I’m not someone you should bet on.”

She pushed off the wall and stepped closer to him. “Maybe I like gambling.”

Mikey’s fists clenched at his sides. He wanted to tell her to stop, to leave before he dragged her down like he had with everyone else, but he couldn’t. He wanted her there. He needed her there.

“I’ll hurt you.”

“I know.”

He wanted to scream in her face, push her away, hit her, do something to make her hate him, but instead, he reached out, his hand trembling as it hovered near her cheek.

“I can’t love you,” he whispered, the words insincere.

“That’s okay. I can love you enough for the two of us,” she replied, her voice steady.

For a moment, Mikey let himself believe it was possible. He let himself think that maybe he wasn’t doomed to destroy every single little thing he touched. But as the moonlight caught the scars on his hands, he pulled back.

“I’ll only let you down,” he said, turning away. “You deserve better than me.”

Y/N didn’t try to stop him. She knew Mikey well enough to understand that chasing him would only make him run further.

“You’re not a losing dog, Mikey. You’re just afraid to win.”

She didn’t realize it then, but as he walked away, he mouthed the words back to himself, hanging on to everything she said.

[thecloudsaremyhome]

☆Yandere platonic kanto manji Mikey headcanon☆

・when you first met Mikey was in the three deities face off it was absoilty brutal an you being th youngest member were told to stay on the sidelines by takeomi. But did you listen? Nope you didn't instead you went head first in and joined the fight while takeomi was busy facing off against South with wakasa an benki.

・and like the idiot you are decided to sneak up on South and land a hard kick on his head while takeomi an wakasa were trying to catch their breath. But this doesn't go unoctince by benki a he scream at you to stop before it's to late. Of course you didn't listen an backed up. South recording from th hit look up at you an glares at you which causes you to flinch

・ make benki was right you should get out of herebbefor it's to late but before you Could make a run for it, South grabs you by th arms an swings you down on th floor which causes you to cry out in pain by th force of his strength. Takeomi takes notices of this and rushes towards you but gets nocked out by South throwing a brutal punch towards him.

・benki and wakasa emidity take action and charge towards South bu then senju yells at them to stop an that she will handle this. Reluctantly they stop their movements by takeomi calls out to her that they could handle it but senju shake her head no an moves forawrd looking at you with a concerned look

・ senju then yells at South to let you go but of course South doesn't listen an grins meanicily at her which causes he to glare at him. She then charges forward an lands a brutal kick to his head multiple times causeing him to stumble backward and drop you from his grip but before senju could land another attack, South then swipes at senju in mid air which causes her to brutality fall back into the ground painting with blood leaking out of her nose and mouth.

・this causes you to panic your about to get back up and give towards her but Takemichi stand in South side way before you can do anything. Luckily South doesn't hurt Takemichi and just moves last him towards senju but before he can fully get to her kaukcho falls back harshley and landing in between senju in South which causes you to look into the direction if where he came from.

・which was a bug mistake on your part as you look at the dark irises looking towards you South and senju. No way fucking Mickey is here oh you all are so dead but what you dint notice from yourinner turmoil is that his gaze sisters when he loooks towards you then he gives a deadly look towards South. Which unnervies you to say the least

・but what surprises you the most is when both South and Mikey began to fight brutality it's like an all out battle that you don't want to be apart of, but then Takemichi goes infrint of them to stop the fight and pleadbwith Mickey but before Mickey could punch Takemichi out if the way you step ibfront if Takemichi and take the brutal punch which causes you to stumble. You pant as you giare up at Mickey

・you can't let Mikey hurt Takemichi he's senjus friend so you'll oritectbhimcwith all your might. Big mistake though as mickey pushes both you and Takemichi ou of the way hardly which sends both you an Takemichi flying in the air an landingbhardly on the ground you cough out blood in pain before finally passing out

・once you wake up again you take notic of your surroundings. Your in a hospital but not th normal ones a very expensive one you look around an notice the bag of IV next to you then Mikey sitting in the cgairbin the far right seeming like he's in his own world

・but finally after a long econd he looks up to meet your gaze an his eyes soften as he looks at you, you both sit in this uncomfortable Silence until he speaks "get some more rest you'll be home soon." what did he mean by that? And home soon? What does he mean but before. You. Could ask him you feel this overwhelming sense of dizzynes before. You finally pass out again

Well your fucked

Authors note: hello y'all! Sooo yandere platonic cult will be posted tonight at the latest! An this headcanon is not related to the yandere kanto manji gang oneshot I'll be working on in the future! I just decided to do this for fun! So enjoy!

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hi, I have a request!! what about Mikey(different versions) and his innocent girlfriend. that is, he has already fucked her several times, but she is so inexperienced that she can’t even jerk herself off, and the only one who satisfies her sexually is Mikey

Toman\OG Timeline- He loves taking care of you, so when he figures out that you can't cum on your own, after you come to him with a pout on your lips, tugging at his Toman jacket, pleading with him. He takes you too the bed, laying you on the bed as he hikes both of your legs over his shoulders, pulling your panties down as he leaves soft kisses on your thighs, before making out with your cunt. Digging the tip of his tongue into your clit as he makes you keep eye-contact with him. Laying his head on your thigh, looking up at you as he sucks your clit into his mouth.

Manila- Oh he fucking loves this, he loves everything about this actually. It's a big fucking ego boost, that he uses against you. His pretty girl can't get off by herself? That's so cute, it's okay, he'll help you. You don't even have too do anything, just lay on the bed and spread your legs for him, he'll do it himself. He will mock you while he slips his fingers in your cunt, whispering the meanest things in your ear as he fucks you with just the tip of his cock. Chuckling as you whine for him too properly fuck you, but he just pulls away. Only too spread the lips of your cunt so he can spit on your slit, using the head of his cock too spread it all over your cunt. It's gonna be a very long night for you.

Kanto- He doesn't want you touching yourself anyway, you belong to him entirely, that's his pussy now, not yours. He's the only one allowed too get you off, no toys, not yourself and especially not another person. Sometimes he just likes too see how much he can get you too cum, he kinda becomes very competitive with himself, wanting too see if he can make you cum in a specific time amount or how many times he can make you cum in that time. He's got "a bit" of a sadistic streak and he thinks it's so cute that you've cum so much that you try and squirm away from him. But, he's a lot stronger then you so he has no problem holding you down and continuing too make you cum.

Bonten- He knows you can't, that's why he always has you sat on his lap, with his fingers playing with you clit as he does paperwork. He's pretty unbothered when you look at him with big eager eyes as he moves his chair back and gestures you over towards his lap. Sometimes if he is really busy, he'll let you just ride his thigh, or if you've pissed him off, he'll make you hump his boots. A hand fisting in your hair as he makes you look up at him. Dead empty eyes staring you down as your eyes well up with tears, little pleas leaving your pouty lips as he just stares at you, not moving or even helping. If you wanna get off so bad, you'll have too work for it.

Street Racer- The nicest one about it, he's pretty understanding that you need help getting off. He prioritizes your pleasure over his, wanting you too cum multiple times before he thinks about cumming himself. He likes having soft, slow sex with you. Sucking on your tits as he fucks you, one of his hands playing with your clit. In his opinion, overstimulation is much better then under-stimulation. He's likes too talk you through it, making sure everything he's doing feels good for, asking if you want him too fuck you faster or if you're satisfied. He likes too bury his face into your neck as he pants in your ear, leaving messy kisses on your temple, one of your legs bent and pushed to your chest as the other is hiked over his waist.

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Imagine:

*Reader passing out while talking to KMG!Mikey in his office*

Mikey: *freaking out, trying to wake you up*

*Reader starts to wake up*

Mikey: Are you ok?!

Reader: "Yeah, low iron is a bitch." *proceeds to get up and acting like they didn't just drop to the floor like a corpse

Nearly gave this man a heart attack, YOU KNOW HOW HE GETS, he done lost too much and you falling out is not helping his sanity 😭Imagine he tried to carry you like emma- lemme stop

as a person with horrible anemia, I never passed out before (idk how my iron was literally a 6.3 before) but i'd stand up too quick and my vision start going black. Low iron also sucks in all aspects because your entire body is deprived of oxygen so functioning is hard in itself.

I can see mikey taking care of you whenever it hits hard and you start feeling drowsy. He'll let you sit in his lap and roll you up in his KM uniform and let you nap on him.

i really love the white uniforms what can i say

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When you're a gang boss but you got the whole fandom on their knees