#manjiro sano fluff

[prncessrindou]

Was rewatching season three sub where Mikey sings a little and it made me think of him humming you to sleep or humming while he thinks your sleeping

You think you’re dreaming when you hear a familiar voice humming, but you soon realize that you’re not dreaming. As you lay on Mikey’s chest, you can feel his chest somewhat vibrating from him humming. His cool fingertips drawing circles on your back, it’s kind of a habit of his to do that when you’re laying up against him and it has become very comforting to you.

You smile softly as you continue to listen to your boyfriend’s humming, but soon after he stops, “sorry.. did I wake you?” He asks in a quiet tone. You shake your head and look up at him, “no, you didn’t. Why’d you stop?” You asked, “it sounded lovely, is that a specific song? You seem to hum to it a lot.”

Mikey simply humps up his shoulders. “Dunno. Shinichiro hummed this to Emma and I.” He said, “especially Emma. She was having a hard time adjusting, so Shinichiro would hum this specific melody to her so she could fall asleep.” He closed his eyes and sighed softly, “never got to ask him about the origins of the song.” Mikey said.

“Manjiro..” you called.

“Hm?”

“Open your eyes, please.”

Mikey opened his eyes to see you smiling at him. You lifted yourself up a bit and placed your lips against his own, “hum it to me again and don’t stop until I’ve fully fallen asleep, okay?”

“Kay..” Mikey says upon you laying back down on his chest. He kissed the top of your head and began humming the sweet melody he heard so many years ago from his loved one. You happily listened to him until you drifted off to sleep, softly snoring against his chest. He hopes that this somewhat of a lullaby will be passed down to you and his children and then, to their children as well.

[rizsu]

wife on the low manjiro, sanzu.

sum. babysitter!reader. idk where i was going with this one

manjirō sano

tension. too much tension. it's not easy trying to focus on a happy baby when you have two eyes digging through your soul. his gaze is terrifying—whether it's just the way he's just there quietly or the fact that he's bonten's leader, you don't know. he's a scary man.

trying your best to ignore whatever he's doing, you focus on cheerful baby that's been slapping her hands continuously on the little container with water.

she's five months currently so you decided it's time for sensory playtime! starting off with water and slowly adding little sensory toys into the container as she plays.

“it's getting messy.”

“oh—should we stop?”

“no, continue. i'll clean up.”

mikey pushes himself off of the door's frame and wanders off to some room for a mop. he walks away with thoughts swimming in his head; delusional thoughts if you asked him.

he doesn't really know what is it that he's feeling. is it love? dunno. he never felt it in a long time. well, it's not like he remembers what love felt like—he didn't even love the mother of his daughter. hell he can't even remember what possessed him to have sex.

coming back into the playroom, he stills for a moment. cute, he thinks. you look fitting like that. something about the way you're giggling with his daughter while she babbles words only those of her kind understands really makes his heart swell.

“'m back,” he announces after a good few minutes of gawking.

moving the baby onto her crib, you pinch her cheek before going to help mikey.

so close, you think. his body's just above yours—close to the point where you can feel his sweater on your head. his hands moves on yours taking hold of the container.

you made the mistake of glancing at him,, now you're stuck gazing into his static eyes, looking for any hints of his current emotion.

five seconds turned into ten and he doesn't break the eye contact. rather, his right hand glides from the container and rests itself on your cheek.

does he know why he did that? no.

is he going to elaborate? also no.

a few more minutes in wondering silence until he breaks it.

“you're pretty.”

oh!

it takes a minute to process it; eyes opened but still looking into his. mikey drifts his gaze from your lips and back to your eyes. he shows no signs of taking back what he said.

“thank...you..?”

chuckling, he notes your confusion and decides to fuel it by saying: “you're welcome. be my girlfriend.”

sanzu haruchiyo

“pick a colour: blue or red.”

“how about no!” hoisting up his daughter on your hip, you circle around the table making your way to the kitchen as you ignore his attempts of getting you to pick the drug of the day.

sanzu raises his eyebrow at you. you sure have a lot of nerve in front of someone that can easily kill you but he won't. why would he kill you when he isn't sure if he, sober!sanzu, loves you or if he, high!sanzu, is just fucking around.

eh, it's not like he's worried. that's something for future him to worry about!!

“sanzu, her formula's about to end!” shouting from the kitchen as you violently shake her bottle, you faced your focus more on the quiet eight month old rather than the twenty-eight years old father.

“is that all?” sanzu moves on arm behind the couch as he looks back at you. she's a natural with kids—especially mine, he thinks. he's going to blame the drugs for that even though he's very much sober.

“yeah, is it okay if i use your card? i need to stock up on the groceries too.” you explained, dropping a few droplets of the milk on your forearm to check the temp.

“why're you askin' me? it's your card. i took it out for you.”

“because i don't wanna—oh???” you paused. sanzu, your boss, couldn't have possibly taken out another card for you right? certainly, right? god, it's so hard to focus after he said those words. you try to not think too much of it but it's just too difficult.

lost in thought, you didn't realize that he's already in front of you, holding up his mini to give her a nose kiss before looking back at you.

“looks like she's finished. let's go.” walking towards to door, sanzu grabs his keys from the holder along with his mask.

“huh—oh, right her stuff. just a minute!” you can't seem to think coherently, not when those words still linger fresh in your mind.

maybe it's the drugs,

maybe it's you,

maybe it's him,

maybe it's the way he holds your hand firmly while smiling whenever an elderly lady compliments your little “family”,

or maybe it's the way he guides you into his room at night after his daughter fell asleep, pulling you into a kiss that answers all questions.

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

Mikey still sleeps with his blanket that he had all throughout growing up.

He does not give a shit, 100%, what anyone says about it. He will just kick their ass if they're stupid enough to say anything about it.

When the two of you first start dating exclusively, nothing changed as far as him snuggling up with that tattered comfort item when you stay over.

One night, you had both gone to bed, tangled up in each other's arms and legs after kissing until you were so tired your heads could no longer be lifted from your pillows.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

Until about 3:20 in the morning, there was a rhythmic series of taps at the window.

"Mikey, we got a situation. C'mon man. Gotta ride."

Mikey groaned as he rolled out from under your warm body and put on some clothes he'd left on the futon.

One more glance at your sweet, sleeping face and he laid his snuggy over your shoulders and kissed your forehead before turning to go.

"Keep the bed warm for me. I'll be right back, baby, I love you."

@arlerts-angel @darkstarlight82 @viburnt @kazutora-kurokawa @katkitkats

[m4nj1r0s]

hii I just wanted to ask if you could do general headcannons for Manjiro sano/Mikey if that's alright, also I hope you had a good holiday! :)

Manjiro Sano general relationship headcannons

Note: AHH THIS IS MY FIRST REQUEST 🤭🤭

And I hope you had a good holiday too! <33

I went a little off-track, mb 😭

- He didn’t really have any interest in girls, until him and Emma were just going back and forth with insults and she said that he gets no girls. It made him stop and actually think. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d liked a girl or a girl liked him back.

- So naturally he decided to give the whole relationship thing a go. The only problem was to find someone willing to be his girlfriend.

- He went to school to try and find a girl who might like him, he didn’t have any specific girl he liked so he was open to anyone. You sat next him in a couple of classes, but since he never never came, he didn’t know. You guys got to talking and he quickly found himself enjoying your little daily talks!

- It progressed and it wasn’t until Draken noticed him getting visibly happy whenever someone mentioned your name that he liked you. Mikey honestly didn’t think it was a big deal until Mitsuya pointed out that you might only see him as a friend. That’s when he got a little panicked.

- This was the first (and would be the only) time he’d ever liked a girl. We all know if you’re friends with Mikey that it will last literal TIMELINES because he’s incredibly loyal and expects others to be as well. That’s why he expected your guys’ current friendship to last that long too.

- He realized that confessing could ruin that if you didn’t like him back and if you did you two could end up breaking up since he didn’t know much about relationships anyway.

- So for a couple of months he just lived with his giant crush on you.

- I don’t think he’d be scared of introducing you to Toman since he knows he’s literally ‘The Invincible Mikey’ (or was it unbeatable I can’t remember). He could just protect you if anything were to happen! And he expected every Toman member to do the same.

- Everyone in Toman knows Mikey likes you. In fact, you seem to be the only one who hasn’t noticed.

- When Takemichi found out that Mikey liked you, he was ready to help his friend out. So he gave Mikey advice that he got from Hina. He told Mikey to be a gentleman and to be straight up with his feelings.

- You and Emma happened to be good friends and you’d even been to her house a couple times. You’d never met Mikey there though, you only knew that Emma had a brother and a grandpa. But you’d met her Grandpa and he was a nice old man.

- Mikey happened to be home but he ignored the fact Emma had someone over since he didn’t know any of them. But then he went into Emma’s room to tell her something and he froze when you’d said hi to him.

- HOW WERE YOU IN HIS HOUSE? IN HIS SISTER’S ROOM? WHEN DID YOU GUYS EVEN MEET?-

- Emma was surprised that you and Mikey knew each other, but brushed it off since she didn’t have to introduce Mikey.

- But then Mikey was visibly getting happy when talking to you, and Emma could swear she saw him blushing..

- That’s how Emma found out he had a massive crush on you, and she was a little mad because you and her had been friends longer than you’d known Mikey. She was sure that her brother’s feelings weren’t genuine. She didn’t want Mikey to ever confess, in case the relationship didn’t work out and you stopped being friends with her because it was awkward.

- But when she noticed his feelings were actually genuine she was hell-bent on getting him to confess.

- So he finally relented. But before he did anything, he begged Emma to ask you if you liked him, even just a bit.

- So she called you the next day and asked. You didn’t want to tell Emma that you liked her BROTHER so you avoided the question. But then she said she didn’t mind if you liked her brother and that she would be your wingwoman if you did. That’s when you finally confessed to her that you’d liked Mikey for a couple weeks now.

- She had to cover Mikey’s mouth to stop him from confessing right then and there over the phone.

- So after he found out he was happy but a little confused. Why would you like him of all people? But on the surface he was telling his friends things like “Of course she likes me, I’m the strongest!” (it’s giving gojo)

- Planned a wholeeeee thing to ‘indirectly’ confess to you. He didn’t want to do all the work in your guys’ obvious upcoming relationship. So Draken and Mitsuya planned something to help. (Mikey just sat there eating dorayaki and rambling on ab all the cute things he wants to do once you inevitably become his gf)

- The plan was that Emma would ask you to walk home with her, so then after school you’d wait until she came out to go. But Emma would take a while to leave you waiting. Then a short distance away from you, Mikey would talk to his friends with a loud ass voice. Then he’d be all like “Yeah, Y/N is really pretty, I would love to go out with her.”

- And then you’d be all like “omg!!! mikey, you’re the love of my life!!! <3”

- But he happened to be daydreaming the last part.. Although, his plan was bound to elicit SOMETHING!

- Little did they know Emma was a double agent and had told you her brother loves you and that you should confess. At first, you would’ve been like ‘no way!’. But Emma spent ages convincing you and managed to get you to do it on the same day Mikey was supposed to.

- So on the day he was going to indirectly confess, Emma got you to go outside right after school and ask to speak with him privately.

- He was caught a little off guard but went w/ you.

- To cut this short you guys kissed and are a couple now, yay!

- Now onto the actual relationship headcannons, I’m sorry the bit before was a lot longer than I expected 😭

- His friends gag whenever you guys kiss near them.

- “Jeez, get a room!”

- “Stop swapping spit and pay attention, Mikey you dumbass!”

- “It looks like he’s eating her, wtf??”

- “Y/N, are you okay?!! My brother is disgusting!!”

- guess who says each of those lol

- Will lick your cheek but gets shocked if you do it back.

- You’re the only person he shares his snacks with, and even then you barely get any 😔

- He loves taking you out on late-night motorcycle rides where you scream because he’s going way too fast.

- He doesn’t wear a helmet, but expects you to wear one for your safety.

- “Aren’t you gonna wear a helmet, Manjiro?”

- “Nope, I’m good.”

- Likes it when you call him by his actual name, since it’s been a while since anyone has. (he acts like he doesn’t tell everyone to call him mikey)

- One time, you wanted to have a cute date where you two read books w/ each other but he ended up falling asleep 10 minutes in.

- Took you out to eat after though, partly bc he gets hungry after waking up.

- But right after he ate, he fell asleep again and you had to call Draken to come help you lift Mikey 😭😭

- His sleeping and then eating thing is a vicious cycle

- Draken sees you as a sister, and if anyone were to be his wingwoman or wingman with Emma it would be you.

- You edge along their relationship by saying things to them like

- “Emma, Draken was asking about you!”

- “Guess what, Draken? Emma asked about you!”

- Mikey gets huffy though.

- Likes when you kiss him w/ lipstick on because it leaves a stain on his lips.

- You did face masks with him once and put cucumbers over his eyes but then he ate them 😒

- Loves eating things with you. Mf will show up at your door with bags of food from some new restaurant he found asking to try it with you.

- The first time you baked smth for him, he didn’t leave your side for a week.

- He’s actually very sweet when he wants to be, but it’s only when you two are alone. He likes to hold your hand whilst you’re watching something or reading. It makes him comfortable.

- You probably have to do his hair in the morning like Draken does 😭😭

- Draken appreciates it tho

- Even though Toman knows about you, you wouldn’t have to worry about other gangs getting to you because Mikey simply won’t let it happen. He’s already taken care of that by having Sanzu watch you as well! :)

- Sanzu did NOT like you at first but he grew to tolerate you then after a while he sort of liked you.

- When you and Mikey were first dating, he probably gave you the nastiest stink eyes. He also tripped you up once but no one suspected him..

- He’s very loyal, I don’t see him cheating or breaking up with you. Especially because he really loves you and can’t imagine his life without you now.

- Blanket hogger. Will literally tear it off of you whilst he’s sleeping and lay down on top of it. (sometimes he fakes being asleep to do this to you bc he likes pissing you off 😭😭)

- If you guys have an argument, I don’t think he’s the type of guy to say ‘sorry’ but he’ll do things to show you he’s sorry. He’ll you your favorite food, buys you a plushie or just hug you quietly.

- He will only say sorry if it was a serious argument, and if he was really in the wrong. But luckily you guys don’t really argue. Anytime Mikey feels an argument coming on, he’ll discreetly diffuse it by catching you off-guard with a kiss or something. (i can’t tell if that’s a little toxic or not)

[dyeher]

“We should get married.”

The sun is too hot. You’re too sweaty and dehydrated and horny and miserable to even entertain Mikey’s lackluster proposal. It’s not even a question. It’s a statement.

He looks serious too, and hot and sweaty and delicious. You want to lick the stray beads of sweat that have collected at the base of his throat.

But you can’t because it’d be unprofessional. So, you ignore him. Adjusting the lens on your camera to snap a few more pictures of him in the natural light.

There’s a giant hibiscus tucked behind his right ear and his head is tilted up to face the sky. He’s glowing. Between him and the orange hibiscus you’re not sure who the sun is loving more.

“Did you hear me?”

“Don’t move,” you instruct, ignoring him again. He’s turned to you for acknowledgment and the light catches in the strands of his hair. It frames him in a halo of light, and in this position the hibiscus pales in comparison to him. Him and his entirely too beautiful face. His upper body flexes lightly with the movement, exposing his tattoos for the camera and when he lifts a brow at you, your mouth goes dry.

“Don’t ignore me.”

“It’s too hot Mikey,” you complain. You’re still snapping away because Mikey is moving and every shift in the muscles of his arms as he turns toward you fully, the clenching of his abdominal muscles, you aim to capture them all.

“This was your idea,” he points out.

He’s right. It was your idea and you don’t regret it. Not when you get to see him like this (because there are very few people who can see him like this and you’re truly honored to be one of them).

He sits back, pressing his hands into the soft grass behind him and elongating his torso. His jacket falls open wider and more of the small tattoos scattered across his torso are revealed. You snap a few quick shots of him from the neck done.

“I know,” you smile as you sink onto the grass next to him to click through the last five pictures you’d snapped. They’re your favorite so far.

The first is a body shot that highlights the golden pendant that’s nestled in the hollow of his throat. There’s a small butterfly tattoo on his left collar bone and Roman numerals on his right. The tattoo above his Adam’s apple matches the wording in the pendant. ‘Monster’ printed in typewriter font.

The second is a torso shot. His skin is damp from a thin layer of sweat and the sun casts his normally pale skin in a golden glow. You’d managed to capture a bead of sweat as it trickled down between his abs.

The third makes you freeze.

“Delete that,” Mikey says from over your shoulder. The heat from his body seeps into your thin shirt as he plasters himself to your back.

He’s smiling in the picture. His head tilted downward as he looks at you through his lashes, a secretive smile playing on his lips. It’s breathtaking. You’d captured his entire top half. The flexing muscles in his arms, the bunching of the muscles in his shoulders.

“Nope!” you giggle, holding the camera out of his reach. Mikey glares playfully at you.

“The only way—” he lunges, eyes locked on your own, and snatches the camera from you, ignoring your indignant yelp“—you’re keeping this is if you say yes to marrying me.”

You squint, folding your arms in front of you. “You’re not serious.”

Mikey places the camera down carefully and turns his attention to you. “I am.”

He reaches for your hands and drags you into his lap, guiding them to his shoulders and settling his own on your waist. Your eyes narrow further as he pulls you closer to him. “I’m very serious.”

You’re a little taller than him like this and when he tilts his head up to look into your eyes the hibiscus falls free from behind his ear.

“I want to marry you,” he continues. “And then you can take as many pictures of me as you want.”

You swallow, your heart suddenly thundering as Mikey continues to stare at you. “As many pictures as I want? Do you promise?”

Mikey chuckles. “I promise.”

You eye him skeptically.

He presses a soft kiss to your chin. “I’ll even let you post some of them.”

Your eyes widen. “Really?!”

He presses a kiss lower to your throat, his hair tickling your chin as he nods.

“You’re not trying to trick me into saying yes right?”

Mikey lifts his head to level a blank look at you. “Would I need to trick you?”

“Fair point,” you acquiesce.

He leaves a kiss on your right cheek and then the corner of your mouth and when his tongue comes out to lick along the seam of your lips you sigh.

He takes advantage of that and kisses you deeply. When he pulls away you blink dazedly at him.

“Ask me to marry you again after I’ve had a shower,” you blurt.

Mikey’s brows furrow. “What?”

“I’m too sticky and sweaty and hot to think straight and your cock is right—” you roll your hips, dragging your clothed sex along his erection “—there! I’m not thinking straight.”

Mikey chuckles. “How about after I’ve fucked you ?”

You pause. “In the shower?”

Mikey groans, head falling against your shoulder. “Sure, I’ll ask you again after I’ve fucked you in the shower.”

“And I’ll say yes.”

“You fucking better,” he says. “I’d hate it if you forced my hand.”

You pretend you don’t hear the threat in those words.

[angelltheninth]

A Few More Minutes and Then Some More

Pairing: Manjiro "Mikey" Sano x FemReader

Tags: fluff, cuddles, sharing a bed, cuddles, making out, lazy day, domestic fluff

Word count: 1.5k

Flufftober Day 8: Rainy Day

A/N: I was really looking forward to this flufftober piece, hope you enjoy!

Rainy days weren't that bad of a thing to you, if anything it was an excuse to stay in bed for a little while longer and be lazy for the day. You couldn't think of a better day to spend inside and you couldn't think of a better person to spend it then your boyfriend. If only he would answer your phone calls. Hopefully he's not in some kind of trouble again, or worse in a hospital again.

No, if he was you would have gotten a call already, you're in his emergency contacts after all. Mikey was probably just busy hanging out with his friends, not getting into trouble this time around. Yeah right! He's always getting into some kind of trouble.

Regardless you knew he would be visiting sometime today, he promised. While you got dressed for the day you kept looking over at your phone, waiting for a call or a text, but you were in and out of the bathroom and still nothing. What could he be doing on a rainy day like this that required so much attention? "Am I needy?" Yes, you probably were and it was Mikey's fault for spoiling you.

The rest of your morning routine went without a phone call too. You were right in the middle of making yourself breakfast when there was a series of quick knocks on the door.

You didn't bother to look who it was, it could only be one person. Although you weren't expecting to see Mikey standing in the hallways soaked to the bone.

"You gonna let me in or do I need to ask nicely?" He turned his head up a little to meet your eyes, his hands suspiciously hiding in the pockets of his pants and the top of his foot tapping impatiently against the floor. "Need a kiss for payment?"

Yes, but not right now, "Get in here already." When he passed by you he left little puddles in his wake, the rain draining down his clothes. He looked like he'd been in the rain for a while, there's no way he could have gotten this soaked just from walking to here, it's not even raining that hard yet.

Granted Mikey didn't seem to be shivering at all, which again begs the question, if f he's running to hot he can't feel the cold rain, what the hell has he been up to. "Something in here smells good. What you making babe?" He was careful when running his hand through his hair to get it off his face, he didn't want to splash any more rain around. Mikey turned to you a little smile on his face and beckoned you closer.

"Just bacon and eggs. If you called me I would have made you something too." You approached him while paying mind to the water. When you were close enough he made a move to pull you closer, "Ah-ah, nope. I'm not kissing you like that." You pressed your hand against his face and steered him in the direction of the bathroom, "Go take a bath before you make yourself sick!" Mikey was durable, but he wasn't gonna win a fight against Mother Nature.

"Wanna join me? I might need a little... extra something to warm me up in all the right places." He made a slight hip thrusting motion that he knew would only get him an eyeroll but it was more then worth a try in his opinion. Luckily he turned around just in time not to see your face getting hotter then...

"Shit! My breakfast!" You rushed back into the kitchen, saving your breakfast, mostly anyway.

The water in the shower kept distracting you as you ate. There was a slight urge to take Mikey up on his offer and join him but today was meant to be a lazy day. The next day? Maybe not so lazy.

Mikey though seemed hellbent on making it not a lazy day for either of you as he came out of the bathroom bare-chested and grinning happily. That wasn't what drew your attention though, "Your fists, you were in a fight after all." They were covered in bruises and not it was clear to you why he kept them in his pockets. Right as you noticed he showed them back in, shrugging like it was no big deal, "Nope, not today Mikey, let me have a look."

You took his hands in yours and looked at the little red bruises on his knuckles. The skin was scratched, splintered in various formds of healing but red around, probably due to the hot water he used to take the shower. If he needed to get his fists this banged up the it must have been quite the fight.

Mikey used to hide his injuries from you a lot more when you were only friends, and when you first began dating. Lately he seems to enjoy it when you treat them. At least the smaller ones.

"You should…"

"See the other guys? Yeah, I'm sure they've got it worse." You rubbed your thumbs over the injured knuckles, careful not to press down and make it uncomfortable for him.

Mikey shook his head, another smirk thrown your way, "I wanted to say give me something to wear but if you want me to tell you about the guys I beat up I can. I'm sure it's gonna be a fun story for a nap." You felt heat spreading across your face as you looked down his chest and abs, where little drops of water dripped down into the waistline of his pants. "Then again, maybe you want me more naked."

"Y-You're spending way too much time around Draken!" Or maybe he was finally opening up to you more. After all he's known Draken for longer. "Anyway, today is a lazy rainy day. None of that for you." None of you either but you could keep that to yourself. "Let's get you to bed, you look like you need to sit down and rest." Mikey didn't protest, he just smiled at you and pulled you into his lap when you showed him to the bed. "Mikey! What did I just say?" There was nowhere to go with his arms pulling you against his chest and more importantly his big grin enticing you to get even closer.

When you were close enough he stole a kiss, or two, or three from you. Well, is it really stealing if you give them away so easily.

"Not fair." You rubbed your nose against his and brushed his hair off his forehead, "Your hair is still wet. You really want to catch that cold huh?" Your hands reached for the blanket and draped it around his shoulders, looking very much like he did when he wore his jacket.

"No, just want you close to me. It's better when it's like this." He pulled you down with him, arms around your back and lips against yours, tongue asking for and being granted access to your mouth so easily. "That's better."

You put your whole weight on him, which to him wasn't hard to support, he's been in many brawls where most were taller, heavier and stronger then him and he still came out on top. Right now though he wants you to be on top of him, warming him up with your body, sinking in between his legs and pressing your breasts against his chest, so god damn soft, almost feels like a dream to him.

One hand moved down to your thigh, fingers dancing as far down as he could reach, then slowly back up and snapping the band of your pants against your skin. The sudden sting made your hips buck against his, definitely feeling a little more then you thought you would.

"Pervert." You kissed the word against his neck, leaving red lipstick marks there, marking him as he marked you so many times before. Mikey didn't comment, he didn't push for anything more then kissing, despite what you could so clearly feel down bellow. He seemed too tired to actually go through with what his body wanted. "Sleep, you little hothead."

"In a minute." His voice was already so groggy, his eyelids heavy and breathing evening out, along with yours, "Want to hold you a bit more." You nodded and leaned your head on his chest and sighed when he pulled the blanked from behind his back and on top of the both you, "Don't want you catching a cold either."

He came all this way to see you, after a fight and during rainfall nonetheless, all so he could have an excuse to shower and cuddle at your place. But you couldn't be all that mad at him. Behind that hard, tough guy exterior he really did have a heart of gold. And that heartbeat of his, right in your ear, just so happened to put you to sleep better then simple rain ever could.

[piichuu]

♡ THE COMFORT OF HOME - MANJIRO SANO

SUMMARY: spending time with manjiro san in your home is a common occurrence, but anywhere with you is home for him

NOTES: thank you for this request anon, i hope this is kind of what you wanted <333

manjiro sano has come over to your place almost every day since you two first became a couple. no one ever sees you without one another anymore, only when you have to be at school and he’s stuck being around his gang. but coming home to you after being away for only a few hours is enough for him to cling onto you for the rest of the evening.

it’s not easy doing anything when he’s missed you. if you were on the couch as he came home, sorry to say it, but you’re stuck there until mikey wants to eat or go to bed, sometimes he might fall asleep on the couch in your embrace just to keep holding onto you.

when you eventually do have to cook dinner, he trails after you into the kitchen and has his arms wrapped around your waist while you’re cooking. he might help grabbing ingredients for you, but he mostly ends up just standing there and holding you close.

as the two of you are eating together, he needs to have his hand on you in some way. it’s either by putting a hand on your thigh, having a hand by your back, holding your hand in his. there is no way he will eat without feeling your touch, it might seem childish but mikey feels the most comfortable with you.

he keeps staying close to you, all the way until the night when it’s time for you two to sleep

mikey often has his arms wrapped around your waist as he clings onto you tightly. his face is always buried in the crook of your neck as your hand is brushing through strands of his hair.

you often fall asleep before him even if he’s tired. he likes to stay up for a little while longer just so he can be with you for some more, even if he’ll be there with you as he sleeps as well. he wants some more waking hours with you, just to admire your face.

mikey smiles to himself. what did he ever do to deserve someone like you? he has no idea. he has no idea why you’re still with him, but something he does know is that you’re his home. a home he never wants to move from.

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[kisakis-boyfriend]

Domestic fluff with Mikey

He is clingy. Kind of like a cat actually. He'll randomly crawl into your lap while you're reading/playing a game/on your phone/etc and demand attention

And you can't bring yourself to refuse him because then he'll have the saddest expression on his face. Like you just kicked a puppy 🥺

Speaking of sitting in your lap, that's his absolute favorite place to be. With his back pressed against your chest and his head resting against your shoulder. Your arms wrapped around his waist, just sitting together. Doesn't matter if you're doing anything else, as long as he can be in this spot he will be content

Looooves when you play with his hair. He lets you comb it for him, style it however you want, braid it, give him pigtails, whatever. Just the feeling of your hands in his hair feels soooo good

If you massage his scalp he might actually pass out. His body goes so limp and his brain feels like mush whenever you do that 🥴

Mikey's not like, a great cook but he would try to learn just so he could cook for you. He prefers cooking with you though

Hanging out in the kitchen and making dinner together, or watching you bake things if you're good at that. Baking him little treats and watching his eyes light up when he realizes that they're specifically for him

Even if he's not helping you cook/bake, you're still going to end up with a bit of a mess. Mikey strikes me as the kind of little shit that would put flour or chocolate or something on your nose, or just play with the ingredients because he needs to fidget with something

Or if you put some flour down on the counter so that dough wouldn't stick, he'd slap his hand on it and make a cloud of it fly everywhere, causing both of you to cough and become dusted with white powder 🙃

He enjoys doing things with you, but he's also content to just sit in silence with you. Each of you doing your own thing but still comforted by the other's presence

I think Mikey would really enjoy playing games with you. Video games, board games, or card games of any kind. He gets reeeeaalllyy competitive though...if he gets on a losing streak he'll yell about how dumb the rules are and pout until you comfort him 😅

He's incredibly happy if you get along with his family. He's equally as happy if you get along with the members of Toman

Knowing that you also care about the people that mean so much to him is enough to bring Mikey to tears. ESPECIALLY if you do things like remember their birthdays or pay attention to the things they like and dislike

Overall, Mikey's life is so much brighter with you in it. You've become too important to him, if anything ever happened to you he doesn't think he'd ever recover from that...

So he'll cherish every second spent with you 💛

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[inkykeiji]

character: sano ‘mikey’ manjirou warnings: no explicit smut but still 18+, daddy kink, fem!reader, possessive n obsessive mikey, clothes sharing + implied size difference words: 511

wrote this in a fever-induced delirium because i am currently stuck in bed and so bored and i can’t stop dreaming about mikey taking care of me waaah

okay but Daddy mikey would be so fucking stringent when you’re sick. 

Daddy mikey who frets and frenzies and fawns over you the moment you show even a hint of illness, a singular symptom, flitting around you with unsure hands—bony knuckles pressed to your forehead as he checks your temperature, slim fingers poking and prodding so gently as they tuck and then re-tuck you into a cocoon of blankets, calloused palms that cup your chin as he tilts a glass to your withered lips, praising you softly as you take a small sip of water (and then laughing at the way your face twists up oh-so-cutely, because it tastes like poison, Daddy, but you did it anyway for him, like the good girl you are). 

Daddy mikey who likes to play doctor when he takes time off from his bonten duties, who keeps meticulous, almost methodical notes on your progression of symptoms and your rapidly climbing fever, who presses cold fingertips into your pounding head and aching joints, melting a little beneath your mewls of relief.

Daddy mikey who takes away all of your electronics—your phone and your tablet and your laptop, the remote to his absurdly massive flatscreen television and your shiny new smart watch, and anything else you manage to get your cute little hands on—because you need to rest and you can’t recover if you’re busy playing around on your devices. 

but Daddy, you sulk, drawing out the nickname, gone sticky and stringy through a petulant pout, carved so deeply into your lips that it puckers your chin and warps your brow. i’m bored! 

good, he tells you, eyes hard but touch tender, brushing damp hair back from your throbbing temples. go to sleep, like a good girl. 

Daddy mikey who finally, finally gives into your incessant whines and whimpers for chocolate—just a few squares, Daddy, pretty pretty please?—who decides it won’t necessarily hurt, even if it is less than ideal; who knows he should say no, but reasons that you haven’t eaten anything else—refuse to eat anything else—and you’re in desperate need of some form of energy fuelling your body as it battles this infection. 

Daddy mikey who outfits you in his softest sweater and his comfiest sweatpants and himself in his second softest sweater and comfiest sweatpants, climbing into bed with you to curl his body around yours—arms wrapped around your own, legs twined at the ankles, almost protective in a sense, as if his physical presence alone will be enough to ward off the sickness—and holds you with just enough strength to make you feel safe, secure. gentle, even breaths lull you to sleep, the sweetest symphony as they harmonize with the hum of vibrations in his chest, your favourite song dancing on his tongue.

Daddy mikey who can say no when it really counts, but can’t deny his precious little princess the small pleasures of life, even when she’s bedridden and ill, even when it’s the ‘proper’ thing to do, especially when she’s bedridden and ill. 

[ohmykiyo]

🪦 title ; trying to do their hair + tr boys genre ; fluff warnings ; lower case intended characters ; mikey, draken, baji, chifuyu, shinichiro 🗝️ jeilly's notes ; i was imagining a pouty baji while i do his hair and i cannot rn. reqs are open!

MIKEY nudges you with a comb with his other arm is extended outwards as he shows you the hair ties around his wrists.

"whaddya want, baby?" you ask, eyes leaving your phone.

he glares at your dismissive tone.

your eyebrows raise in confusion, still awaiting his reply.

"my hair." he grunts.

your facial expression is still one of a confused person, so you ask again. "what about it?"

he's groaning internally at this point, annoyed that you don't get the hint. "my hair, dumbass. do my hair."

"no need to be so rude." you mumble, sitting him between your legs as you begin to part his hair.

he sighs, laying onto your leg as your fingers thread through his soft blonde hair.

you giggle, "'m gonna put y're hair in pigtails."

his head immediately spins to face you, a scowl painted on his face.

you smile, pinching his cheek.

"y/n stopppp.." he complains, smooshing his cheek against your knee.

you roll your eyes, going back to combing through his soft locks. he doesn't know it yet, but you're still putting silly pigtails on his hair.

and he doesn't seem too inclined to complain as he immediately dozed off, head resting on her inner thigh as she ties rubberbands around a handful of hair she tugs gently on.

let's just say all of toman took several pictures of their gang leader, who looked more like a pretty princess rather than the "invincible mikey".

DRAKEN lays gently between your legs, eyes looking up at you sweetly.

you grin, hands instinctively coming up to caress his face. "need somethin', baby?"

he nods, looking at his hair which seems a little too messy for his liking.

"my hair.. could you do it for me?" he asks, a hint of carefulness in his tone.

you nod happily, doing his hair was your favorite past-time, and who were you to object when he asks you so sweetly?

fingers threading through his hair as she crosses one big strand of her over another, making a pretty braid in a matter of minutes.

draken's indulging in it all, the way your fingers scratch at his scalp gently, humming his favorite tune which almost pulls him to sleep.

you mumble a small "all done!" before moving a hand under his chin and the other on his cheek so he could look up at you.

"y're so pretty, ken." you beam, pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek.

he grunts, moving his face to litter kisses all over your palm.

he sends you his infamous smirk before whispering a little "thank you, m'baby."

BAJI grunts loudly, trying to get your attention. "sweetheart, it'd be fuckin' nice if you could look at me for a moment."

you chuckle lightly, turning to face him with your pencil still in hand. you only witness how messy his long jet-black hair is when you finally turn back.

"baby.. your hair's a mess.." you whisper, trying desperately to hold in a hearty laugh.

"ya think i don't know that?" he groans, his hand running through his tangled hair.

you burst into a fit of giggles, getting up to move towards his figure. as you're now standing in front of him, his arm moves to wrap around your waist, securing your figure in front of his.

your hands move to push away the stray hairs from his face. "need me to comb y're bird nest right up here?"

you laugh, patting his head. he lets outs another series of complaints, talking about how "y're so mean" and you should "cut y're boyfriend some slack".

your lips twitch upward into a smile, grabbing a comb and finally running the comb gently through his black locks.

"happy now, love?" you ask, running your thumb over his cheek.

he nods, rolling his eyes in the process before pecking a little kiss to your waist. his own way of saying "thank you, baby".

CHIFUYU messes up his hair for the third time, while you watch him give in to his frustrations.

"somethin' wrong, 'suno?" you call out, eyes boring into the back of his head as he catches your eyes in the reflection of his bathroom mirror.

he grunts out short responses, "stupid fucking hair- can't cooperate f'shit."

you laugh, and chifuyu fights the urge to smile at the pretty sound.

you make your way into the bathroom, arms wrapping around his torso. "lemme help you, baby, you're struggling too hard."

your teasing remarks only makes him huff, his arms falling limply to his sides as he allows your fingers to get to work.

he smiles as you glide your fingers through his hair, styling it the way he prefers effortlessly.

"you're good at this.." he whispers, watching you work in awe.

you smile, "i know."

he pursed his lips, grumbling over your nonchalant reply.

he only thanks you with a kiss to your lips once you finish.

SHINICHIRO sighs into your chest after another long day at his shop.

you let out little laughs and giggles here and there which he dismisses until he notices the light tugging on his scalp.

he looks up at you, face contorted into a suspicious expression. "what're you doing...?"

you chuckle, telling him it's nothing and to go back to sleep.

his eyebrows raise in suspicion but he dismisses it either way.

the way your nails scratches his scalp and the way your fingers played around with his dark hair.

he's met with instant regret as he wakes up with bright pink rubberbands tying his hair up.

you laugh obnoxiously, taking in his disheveled figure as he stares into the mirror in disbelief.

he slaps himself internally, he should've known you were up to this.

he turns to face your laughing figure, his lips twitching upwards into a smile. he can't bring himself to be angry when you look so pretty laughing at him.

he'll let it slide.. just this once.

[bajissweetgirl]

since mikey won the poll (😔) i wrote a short fluff about him 🫶🏻

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･mikey getting you back to sleep.

in the quiet stillness of the night, you found comfort in the warmth of mikey's embrace. the warm feeling of his strong arms wrapped around you creating a symphony of comfort. moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow on your body as you surrendered to the intimacy of shared silence. his touch was tender, a testament to the unspoken connection between you that you both understood.

your eyes fluttered open as you're met with the warm sensation of your cheek pressed against your boyfriend's chest. you're unsure of the time. you begin to tilt your head up to take a glance at his face, wondering if he's awake too. your eyes meet his dark ones before he turns off his phone and places his now free hand on the back of your head. "g'morning, y/n. up so early? why?" he asks you quietly, keeping his tone low to a whisper.

you always felt so much comfort sleeping him his arms. you gently press your cheek against his chest again before softly whispering, "dunno. what time is it, mikey?" you feel a soft, quiet chuckle rumble in his chest. "its like, 2 am. are you havin' trouble sleeping?" you shake your head no as he places a chaste kiss to the roots of your hair, tightening his wrap around you.

"mikey?" "yeah?" "you should go to sleep.." you whisper. you gently position yourself closer to him, despite already being body to body. "okay, i will," he starts. "now go back to sleep, love." he whispers. "you're tired." "no i'm not.." "hmph." mikey takes his hand off the back of your head and hooks his finger under your chin, tilting your head up to look at him. "mm.. what?" you ask. he leans down and places a gentle kiss on your lips. he pulls away slightly shortly after, leaving not even an inch between the two of you. "please?" he asks.

he's always been very persistent about you taking care of yourself. sometimes he'll even help you shower or wash your hair for you when you're down or don't have the energy to do it by yourself. it was an unspoken act of love that he loved to show. there was just something he loved so much about being able to help you when you need it most.

he gently moves his hand to gently thread his fingers through your hair. you relax into his gentle touch and rest your head against his collarbone as you feel him place a soft kiss to your forehead. "fine.." you whisper, closing your heavy eyelids. mikey holds you close to his strong chest and tangles his legs with yours as he presses his cheek against the top of your head.

"i love you, y/n." "i love you too, mikey.." "love you more, baby." "love you most, mikey."

he chuckles softly before kissing the top of your head one last time before you both fall asleep comfortably, in the safety and warmth of eachothers arms.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

listen i know it was a lil bad but its my first one😓

[marsbutterfly]

The Boy Who Cried Your Name

a/n: HI!!!! I'M BACK AFTER SUCH A LONG HIATUS!!!! I MISSED YOU GUYS! This story was based on this postI hope you all enjoy!

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: none, just fluff <3

2:07am > manjiro: ok this movie genuinely seems really stupid 2:08am > manjiro: i think i'll watch it and tell you all about it during our date tomorrow. 2:11am > manjiro: oh shit, i've seen this actor somewhere 2:13am > manjiro: i know you're asleep but like 2:13am > manjiro: when you wake up can you help me find out this dude's name? 2:13am > manjiro: *image*

It's a Tuesday night, or at least it was when you first went to sleep. The nonstop vibration of your phone combined with the light that comes from it is enough to disturb your deep slumber.

You grunt, eyes squinting as you try to adjust to the brightness. Your warm hand comes out from its place underneath your pillow, only to be received by a rush of cold air that comes from the AC. Your fingers tremble gently while trying your best to type in your passcode, though your brain isn't fully awake.

Ultimately you decide to simply shine the phone on your face in the hopes that it will recognize your features even in the dark of your room.

Before it can even unlock, another notification.

2:16am > manjiro: i am learning so much from this movie already 2:17am > manjiro: did you fucking know that you can make your own butter if you shake milk for long enough?

You can't help but giggle at the sight, 17+ messages from Mikey. Before the two of you became a real couple, he would hardly ever text first, maybe because he could never remember where he put his phone in the first place or maybe it was because he was actually afraid of getting his feelings hurt, after all, a girl like you was hard to come by.

When the two of you decided to become official, his texts became more and more frequent. Most nights, you were forced to put your phone on Do Not Disturb because you desperately needed a good night's rest and lord knows you wouldn't be able to achieve that goal as long as Mikey was awake.

Your thumbs aren't moving at the speed you would like them to, your vision is still partially blurry and your throat is so dry that it feels like you are swallowing nails. Nevertheless, you open the messages to encounter a great variety of content.

Tired eyes skim through the various paragraphs, some quite lengthy as he declares his endless love for you and everything you have done / do for him on a daily basis, describing how you are the most beautiful person you have ever met and how the light that radiates from you reminds him of a sunset lit inside of your chest. How the color of your hair is his favorite because, whenever he sees it anywhere else, he feels like the universe is sending him a small reminder of how lucky he is. You smile at the sight of his gentle words.

However, you can no longer ignore the rain of incoming texts now that he has noticed the "seen at 2:14am" at the bottom of the page. He feels awful for waking you up but he cannot help himself. Every new thing he learns, every new detail of the movie he thinks you will enjoy knowing, he must share with you.

2:15am > manjiro: THIS DUDE JUST ATE HIS MOTHER-IN-LAW WHOLE? 2:16am > manjiro: IS THAT A FUCKING THING THAT SNAKES DO? EAT PEOPLE WHOLE? 2:16am > manjiro: I HAVE TO GOOGLE THIS HOLD ON 2:17am > manjiro: I have learned that, in fact, they can. I'm actually going to jump, I cannot do this 2:18am > manjiro: oh shit, i didn't mean to wake you up, but now that you are here! 2:19am > manjiro: did you know that drinking too much water can kill you? I read it somewhere, let me find the link. 2:19am > manjiro: Oh and also that when the dinosaurs walked the Earth, days were 23 hours long instead of 24?

You take a deep breath, knowing that he is coming from a place of love and care but you can't help but be a bit annoyed. Not wanting to snap at him, you use your full mental capacity at the moment to type a response to one of his many, many texts.

2:19am > manjiro: typing... 2:19am > you: Mikey, I love you, so so much and I wish for nothing more than for you to be here cuddling with me, than to feel the warmth of your body against mine, but you know I have an exam early in the morning. 2:20am > you: but baby, I am begging you, STOP THIS MADNESS.

His texting ceases and it feels like an eternity, certainly long enough for you to regret the way you spoke to him, even if it wasn't malicious or even purposefully mean. You understand that, other than Draken, Mikey doesn't usually confide in anyone else, especially not in a way that makes him seem weak or "stupid."

A sigh escapes your lips and you blink intensely for a few seconds in the hopes of stopping your eyeballs from burning. Time seems to slip by you and the next time your eyes open, twenty minutes have passed.

You bolt awake for a few seconds, heart beating faster than a race car, an irrational fear that you might have missed a message from him taking over you so the natural course of action is to check your texts. It would be a lie to say you weren't a little disappointed that there were no new messages from Mikey in that short period of time and your heart sinks just slightly.

2:41am > you: Mikey, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you, I'm just nervous about my exam and super tired. I shouldn't have taken it out on you. I hope you can forgive me.

Not even thirty seconds go by before the three dots inside of the blue bubble appear at the edge of the page. The full sensation of relief doesn't wash over you until you hear back from him, a simple message, spelled completely wrong because you knew he was keeping an eye out on whatever he was watching on the television.

2:42am > mikey: all gpod bsby, u luv u. (all good baby, i love you)

With a smile on your face, you finally allow yourself to relax and place the phone down underneath your pillow, giving Mikey time for himself as he enjoys his tv time. Now, you are finally going to be able to have a good night's rest before your big exam tomorrow. Eyelids become heavy and your breathing finds its own perfect pattern, your pillow is cold and underneath your covers is warm, everything is simply falling into place.

When you are within seconds of falling asleep, your phone buzzes from beneath your head. You refuse to open your eyes and simply roll over, pushing your body away from the device.

Some time passes and you find yourself in the same peaceful vibe as before, a gentle smile on your face as you fully allow yourself to be submerged in the cold feeling of the ac against your face while the rest of your body is nicely tucked away. The feeling doesn't last long for Mikey, once again, decides to start texting you every few minutes, if not seconds.

You grunt loudly, reaching for the edge of your pillow to pull it over your ear. In moments like these, you truly had to remind yourself of how much you loved him and why because he does, in fact, test what little sanity you have left in you. But you didn't know that all he was doing in that moment was being his usual self: the guy who is deeply and madly in love with you.

3:14am > manjiro: oh yeah 3:14am > manjiro: i forgot to tell you 3:15am > manjiro: good luck on your exam tomorrow, you got this! 3:15am > manjiro: i love you so much <3 3:15am > manjiro: have a great night <3

[rizzanon]

[Shitty Day] Manjiro Sano

You were grudgingly walking back home under the moonlit sky, relieved that your cram lesson was finally over. Today had been a shitty day for you, and you couldn't wait for it to be over.

First, you somehow didn't hear your alarm and woke up late, making you absolutely late for school that day. Even though it was your first time being tardy, the discipline master showed no mercy and sent you to detention, assigning you to write a 2 page essay on the importance of punctuality and why you shouldn't be late.

Pointless, really.

But you couldn't do anything about it, and obliged to the punishment given to you.

During lunch, you managed to bump into some idiot who was running around in the cafeteria, and he spilt his drink all over you. You were frustrated, and to make matters worse, you didn't have a spare set of uniform to change into, resulting in you having to wear the stained uniform for the rest of the day.

Bummer.

It was at this point in time where you wished your boyfriend would magically show up.

Too bad you and him don't go to the same school.

So you went along with your day, hoping that Mikey would show up later on.

For the remaining lessons you had, the teachers for some reason, picked on you to answer their questions. Irritating, it seems like everything was against you that day.

By the time your lessons were over, you were exhausted, and relieved to finally get a break. But your moment of relief was short-lived, as you still had cram school to attend.

Internally cursing at your parents for signing you up for it, you made your way to the destination, dreading the next four hours of constant revision.

Which lead you to where you were now, walking back home in comforting silence, thinking back on how the day could've been different, if it weren't for the bad luck you were somehow possessing that day.

If only you could see your boyfriend right there and then. You'd think that he'd instantly cheer you up in his own way, like he always does.

"Yo, (n/n)-chin! Over here!"

Your head instantly whipped towards the direction where the familiar voice came from, and your eyes lit up as you recognised the person.

There, in a few metres distance, stood the one and only Manjiro Sano, waving you over to where he was standing with his bike.

With a soft smile spreading across your face at the sight of Mikey, you walked over to him.

"Mikey? Why are you here??"

"To see you of course! I didn't get to see you the whole day, y'know. Do you know how torturing that was?!?"

You let out a giggle at his antics and shook your head in disbelief. You could see Mikey's gaze on you grow softer, as his eyes scanned you up and down, finally noticing the stain on your shirt.

"Woah, how did that happen??" Mikey asks, as he immediately drapes his jacket on you, trying to cover up the huge stain on your uniform.

"Some guy wasn't looking where he was going, and spilt his drink on me." You replied, face flushing at his gesture.

Mikey frowned at your words, seemingly taking in your expression seriously.

"Haah?! What guy dares to cause an inconvenience to you, my girlfriend?! I won't let him get away with this. Nuh-uh!" Mikey bellows, and your eyes widen in shock.

You had to hold him back from storming off to who knows where.

Probably thought he'd find the guy who spilt his drink on you somehow by doing so.

"Wha- Where are you even going?! You don't have to do anything! I'm fine! It was just an accident. Today's just.... a shitty day, that's all." You said, your voice trailing off as you said those last words.

Noticing the change in your tone, Mikey stopped in his tracks and turned to face you, his soft gaze lingering on you.

After a few moments of silence, you heard him sigh, and walked back to his CB250T, getting on it immediately.

"Sounds like you really had a rough day, huh? Come on, let's go for a drive, (n/n)-chin." Mikey murmurs, locking eyes with you as he flashed you his signature smile.

You blinked in surprise, before hesitantly walking over to him, and getting on the bike. You wrapped your arms loosely around him, much to his dislike. So, doing what any boyfriend would, he started driving off at full speed, causing you to tighten your arms around his waist before you get flung out of your seat behind him.

"Woah! Mikey! Slow down!"

Mikey only just chuckled in return, still driving his bike at high speed, making you groan at his stubbornness.

Within minutes, the both of you arrived at... a port?

Mikey quickly parked his bike, and helped you get off it, leading you to the far end of the place, taking a seat along the railing, where you could see the wide stretch of the sea lit up under the moonlight.

There was a moment of tranquility as you took a seat next to Mikey on the railing, watching the ships sailing slowly to and from the port.

It was relaxing in a way, making you forget about the events that happened that day.

"I always come here whenever I need a moment to myself, or if I need a place to think about stuff." Mikey finally speaks up after who knows how long.

He turns to look at you, and flashed you a warm smile.

"Now, this is our place. Call me when you need me, or when you have a shitty day, and I'll bring you here. As random as it is, this place helped you forget about everything that's happened, didn't it?"

Your eyes widened at how easily Mikey was able to read you, and you could only just nod, returning the smile. You leaned to his side, and rested your head against his shoulder.

No matter how shitty your day was, you knew Mikey was always able to find a way to cheer you up. That was what you loved about him.

"Thank you for this, 'jiro."

"Don't mention it, (n/n)."

m.list

[itjazzbicch]

The Finish Line

Pairing: Timeskip!Manjiro Sano x Fem Reader 

Summary: Continuations of The Grim Future:

Tracking down Chifuyu and trying to leap back to the past to fix the horrible future that the reader is in, she's completely thrown off track when Mikey follows her without her knowledge, assuming things and she leaps back from Mikey's touch instead of Chifuyu, she doesn't expect the past she lands in, nor the future she finds...

Warnings:  Manga Spoilers! Slight swearing, Use of a gun (in other words someone gets shot), a MxF slap. It is Bonten Mikey in the beginning! (But that's about it!) The rest of this fic is so sweet I swear!

Word Count: 2.7k 

It took some sneaking around, but in a relatively short time, I tracked down Chifuyu. He owned a pet shop in the city, and I had to lie to Mikey, but I needed to see Chifuyu.

There was no way I could live like this. Yes, I was with Mikey, but he wasn't the Mikey I knew. I didn't know exactly what I had to do in the past to change our future, but I knew that this wasn't meant for us.

The store Chifuyu owned was impressive, and it was nice to know that my friends did something with their lives. I didn't want to approach him directly as just being there had my emotions running wild, and when I saw Chifuyu step out of the back and to the register to help one of his employees, an exchange of glances was all we needed.

The longer I stared into his eyes, the more tears I felt swelling up. He nudged his head toward the backdoor, so I rushed outside to meet him in the alleyway.

"Y/N, it's about time I ran into you-"

"Chifuyu-" I panted, silencing him as tears streamed down my face, shaking in the knees as I cried, "I need to go back. I need to go back now."

"Why? I know that we couldn't save everyone, but-" Chifuyu was only confused but quickly learned why I was panicking as I cried harder:

"It's so much worse than you think, Chifuyu."

"Try to calm down, okay?" He was only trying to help, holding my shoulders and trying to help ease my cries so I could talk, "Just tell me what's going on."

"Have you heard of Bonten?" I didn't need to ask; the expansion in his pupils showed that he knew of Bonten, nearly breaking down completely against him as I whispered, "I'm second in command of it. Mikey is the leader, and they all do such horrible things. How did this happen, Chifuyu? How did I fail again?"

"Oh my gosh," He whispered in shock, holding me up as I collapsed in his arms, looking up to him:

"Please, Chifuyu-"

"Hmm, this is what you've been hiding from me, Y/N?"

Fear never struck me as hard as it did when I heard Mikey's voice behind me; I whipped around to see Mikey and Sanzu behind him.

"No, Mikey! This isn't what you think!" Panicking, I fell to my knees, even bowing to him to show that I wasn't lying, "It will sound crazy if I tell you the truth, but I'll do so if I have to, just please-"

"Shut up," He growled, leaning down to snatch my wrist and pull me away from Chifuyu, "Sanzu-"

"I got this," Sanzu snickered, my heart falling as he pulled out a pistol with a silencer, making me scream out:

"No! Mikey! PLEASE-"

Before me or Chifuyu could react, Sanzu had already pulled the trigger, crying so hard that I couldn't breathe as Chifuyu's body fell to the ground.

"Oh my god-" I choked out, trying to break Mikey's grasp, "Chifuyu!"

"You've been acting weird, suspicious too," Mikey murmured, gripping my wrist even tighter, pulling me so we were face to face, never seeing such a dark look in his eyes, "You think I wouldn't find out?"

"It's not what you think!" I yelled out of sadness and anger, trying to break free just for him to slap me.

I never knew Mikey's strength till then. My head was ringing as I dropped to the ground like a ton of bricks, just from a slap. As much as it hurt my heart and made me cry even worse, I needed to save Chifuyu, crawling to his body, but before I could reach him, Sanzu snatched me by the shirt:

"We have to get out of here. Think you two can handle this somewhere else?"

"Oh, we will," Mikey growled, my hand smacking Sanzu away.

"No! No! No! No!" I sobbed, screaming one last time as Mikey took my hand, "Mikey, stop!"

"So, how's she ride, Y/N?"

Huh? What happened? Where was I? To go back to the past, I needed Chifuyu, but for some reason, it happened when Mikey held my hand.

"Hey! Be careful! You're swerving!"

I was on a motorcycle, and that voice; it was so familiar. Looking to the left, I saw short, black hair flying with the wind. They finally looked at me, and it was Baji?! But he was younger.

Still accelerating, I stared at him in shock. It was really Baji. Not paying attention to the road till he yelled out:

"Y/N! Watch out!"

"What?" Looking ahead of me, I slammed right into a telephone pole, hitting the ground hard.

"Are you okay?!" Baji came to a screeching halt, parking and running to my side.

The pain wasn't even that bad. I picked myself up and stared at Baji, shaking because it had already been so long since I last saw him on Bloody Halloween.

"Say something! You're weirding me out!"

"Hey, what happened?!" Kazutora. He pulled up next to Baji's bike, running over to check on me, "Y/N crashed?!"

"Yeah, and she won't talk!"

"B-Baji. Kazutora-a-" This was real. I went back much further than twelve years and, with them in front of me, live in the flesh. Looking at my reflection against the metal pieces of my bike, I was much younger, too and I just started bawling, "Baji! Kazutora!"

"Let's get her checked out," Kazutora recommended, helping me stand. I hugged them tightly, like I'd never have that chance again.

"C'mon Y/N. I think you hit your head," Baji exclaimed, trying to pry me away, so I nodded, limping over to his bike:

"O-Okay."

The crash wasn't that bad. I could tell that I wasn't injured or anything, but they were all so confused as to why I wouldn't stop crying.

In the hospital bed, I kept trying my best to calm down, but if I was this far in the past, how would I be able to fix things and go back to the future? Was Mikey my pathway back now? I had so many questions, overwhelmed with more emotions as I heard another old, familiar voice:

"You said that she won't stop crying?"

"Yeah, but nothing's seriously wrong with her! Just a few scratches," Baji was explaining something to that voice, shaking again with silent tears flowing as Shinichiro walked through the door into my hospital room:

"Maybe she's just upset about her bike."

Shinichiro didn't even cross my mind. He was alive too. Trying to help me with a soft smile:

"Hey, girly. It's not like you getting into an accident. You ride better than all the boys!"

He was only trying to raise my spirit, but I started sobbing again, holding out my arms:

"Shinichiro!"

He was such a kind soul, hugging me and reassuring me, "Hey, don't cry. You're okay, and that's what matters. Don't worry about your bike either. I'll fix it. It'll look like nothing ever happened to it."

"T-Thank you," I panted, needing to breathe just to freeze again as Draken came in next with Mikey:

"Y/N! You, okay?"

Picking my head up, my eyes locked with Mikey's, and I could feel this zap between us.

"The doctor said she's okay. She's just a little spooked," Shinichiro explained, standing and patting my head, backing up as Mikey ran and hugged me.

I was going to run out of tears with all the crying that I was doing, trying to keep my whisper to Mikey as quiet as possible:

"Do you remember?"

"I do," He whispered back, swallowing a breath as he was fighting tears of his own, too, "I remember everything."

Squeezing him hard, I was shaking like a leaf, and Mikey noticed everyone's confusion, whispering quickly:

"Relax. We'll fix everything. I promise."

Finally, I grew a grip on myself and stopped crying. It did feel good to know that everyone I cared about was alive and that I had one more chance to make things right.

Knowing that I probably wouldn't get another chance, I didn't want to live through another hellish future after all the ones I'd already gone through.

Since we were young and Toman wasn't formed yet, Mikey and I decided to create Toman again, but this time, bringing everyone, even the people we were once enemies with. This wouldn't be a gang, more so, a path. A path to a better future, where we all do something meaningful with our lives. No more violence and death.

It took a long time, but we got everyone we needed on that path, standing alongside Mikey as the time finally came, his voice commanding out:

"Toman is now disbanded!"

Everyone was confused by this, but that quickly faded and led them towards the light of a bright future as Mikey encouraged:

"Go on and live your lives to the fullest. Accomplish your goals and dreams. There is more to life than we think. So please, think deeply about these words, and most importantly, don't let me down."

Something in my heart made me feel so good inside as they all saluted Mikey one last time, going their ways, smiling brightly as some talked about what they wanted to do in the future. Chifuyu wanted his pet store, Smiley and Angry wanted to open a ramen shop. Mitsuya planned on becoming a fashion designer.

I wanted to see all those dreams come true more than anything in this world, gazing at Mikey as I heard him sniffling:

"We did it, Y/N."

"Yeah," I sniffled back, wiping my eye, "I'm pretty sure we did."

Nodding and offering his hand to me, my heart started racing. We truly did not have anything to fear about, but I was so nervous.

"I know what you've gone through, Y/N. I wouldn't do this if I didn't know we'd succeeded."

"I agree, but it's just so scary to me still," I admitted, taking a deep breath before smiling softly, "Even so. Even if I have more to do, I'll do it."

"You've done it all," Mikey smiled, tears of happiness falling down his cheeks, "I'm sure I'll see you as soon as you get there."

"C'MON! YOU'RE SO CLOSE!"

My gosh, why was it so loud?!

Covering my ears, Draken was standing next to me, wearing a headset and yelling. In front of me, a wire fence and motorcycles were racing. We were at a race?

"YEAH MIKEY!" "YOU GOT THIS MAN!" "MIKEY! MIKEY!"

Shinichiro. Baji. Pah. Kazutora. Mitsuya. Takemichi. Everybody. Everyone was here. Quickly looking at a sign, this was the Grand Prix, and as the bikes raced by, I just knew it was Mikey, in black and yellow, neck and neck with another racer, trying to get to first place and win.

We actually did it! The happiness took over me, with tears and a smile, jumping as Mikey started to get the lead, and I started screaming:

"YOU'RE GONNA WIN IT, MIKEY! YOU CAN DO IT, BABY!"

Right as I got out my last word, Mikey crossed the finish line, and I jumped for joy, screaming and cheering, shaking Draken:

"HE DID IT!"

"HELL YEAH!" Draken yelled back, Mikey coming to the pitstop, and we all started losing it. There was confetti, bottles popping, all of chanting:

"MIKEY! MIKEY!"

Once Mikey was parked and had his helmet off, he ran to me, hugging me tight and spinning.

"That was so awesome!" I smiled, finding his gaze, and as he smiled back, he started sniffling.

He didn't need to say anything. I knew that he realized that I was back for the last time. No more time leaping. No more struggles. Just us, our friends and family, together with no more worries.

It was obvious how much his blood was pumping, everyone whistling and cheering as his lips smacked into mine.

It took a long time to get to this point, but for the first time, I felt true happiness. Kissing him back, I didn't want to stop but hurrying to back away and squeal as they dumped a keg of water over him, presenting his trophy.

I hurried to take out my phone and take pictures as Draken put Mikey on his shoulders while Mikey raised his trophy high, everyone coming down to celebrate with him.

The sight of all of us together was something I'd never forget.

Not much later, things settled down so Mikey could handle the business aspect of the race. There was a party planned too, so till it was time to go, I talked with Emma and Hina, my smile not leaving my face for even a second.

"It's time to party!" Hina was chanting and dancing with Emma, everyone leaving the stadium, offering my hand to Mikey:

"Ready to go celebrate some more?"

"Oh yeah," He smirked, holding my hand and watching everyone go, "I'd like to talk to you first, though."

"Oh," I wasn't sure what he wanted to discuss, but I agreed, "That's fine."

"Follow me," He instructed, leading me to the racetrack.

There were so many tire marks, and I'd never been on a racetrack before, so I was in awe as he led me to the field in the middle, admiring him:

"I knew you were good on a bike, but I can't believe how fast you were going. It was awesome, Mikey."

"I got skill," He smiled back at me, and it was the first pure smile I'd ever seen from him; a little nervous as I asked:

"So, uh. What did you want to talk about?"

Taking a few steps, his back facing me, I could hear the emotions that he was fighting:

"I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you. I wouldn't have won that championship either."

I had a gut feeling this would get emotional, my heart skipping and beating harder as he continued:

"You have gone through so much. I put you through so much. Every future you saw, I kept choosing the wrong path, did so many horrible things, and despite all of that, you still loved me the same. You never gave up on me."

"Of course not," I sniffled, tears forming as I saw the ones in his as he turned to look, "I've always loved you, Mikey. You went through hell every time I leaped. That wasn't the real you. I wasn't going to stop till I changed that. Even if there are more challenges for us in the future, I'll never give up."

"I know, but don't worry. I know there are no more challenges for us," He smiled through his tears, coming to stand before me, "I only need you to know how much I love you for that, and I need to know one last thing."

"Yes?" I wasn't sure where this was going. I nearly fainted as he got down on one knee, pulling out a diamond ring from his pocket:

"Marry me, Y/N?"

I had to cover my mouth to stop the cry that almost shot out of me, crying as I nodded frantically, fanning my face with both hands as I gladly accepted:

"Yes! Yes, Mikey!"

Taking my hand and putting on the ring, he quickly hugged me, kissing me hard and squeezing me into a warm embrace.

Hugging his head, I wanted to stay there and kiss him forever, but I needed to breathe before I passed out, both of us heaving but smiling as I whispered:

"I love you, Mikey. So so, much."

"I love you too-" He smiled back, eyes shooting up towards an exit in the stands as we heard a sharp, echoing squeal:

"GUYS! GUYS! MIKEY JUST PROPOSED TO Y/N!"

Hina and Emma. They must've been looking for us and saw what happened.

"DID YOU SAY YES?!" Hina yelled out; Mikey and I laughed at first, but he picked me up as I yelled back:

"I SAID YES!"

"WOOO!" All the guys came over too, cheering and yelling:

"BOUT TIME!"

That made me laugh even more, snug in Mikey's arms, our future secured and only great things ahead of us.  

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[piichuu]

♡ THE FIRST SNOW - MANJIRO SANO

WARNINGS: fluff, gn!reader

WORD COUNT: 583

DECEMBER DRABBLES

a white cloud has covered the previous green ground when manjiro sano looks out the window of your shared apartment. it has been freezing cold all day as the two of you have been cuddled up on the couch, but seeing the snow that is slowly making its way down from the sky, it only makes it worth the cold.

“baby, look. it’s snowing,” he mumbles, grabbing hold of your hand to pull you towards the window. the way your eyes glimmer like the stars as you notice the snow on the outside causes the corners of mikey’s lips to turn into a light smile. if there’s anything he loves except you as a whole, it is seeing you happy by these simple things.

so when you look back at him, he presses his lips to yours, humming slightly as his hands cup your face. “let’s go outside! we can go take a walk or something,” he speaks, now suddenly getting up from the couch and pulling you with him towards the hallway.

manjiro loves doing everything for you. so would he really be a real boyfriend if he didn’t help tying your shoes even if he knows damn well that you’re fully capable to do it yourself? the answer to that is a simple no.

even if he’s never been the greatest at taking care of himself, he knows that he needs to look after you to make sure you won’t get sick in the cold weather, so he puts a hat on your head while also handing you two pairs of jacket. one a little thinner and one much thicker to keep the cold away.

“you need gloves too, your hands will freeze otherwise,” he mumbles as he searches for a pair and gives it to you. manjiro is however not wearing much that will keep him away from the cold, so you take matters into your own hands and give him some warm clothing as well. “you need to be warm too, i don’t want to take care of you when you’re sick.”

“hey, that’s mean. i’m not that difficult to take care of,” he speaks while taking your hand. “you literally whine like a baby as if you were dying when you don’t even have a fever mikey,” you giggle and kiss his cheek before opening the door for the two of you to enter snowland.

manjiro presses a kiss to your forehead in response and drags you out of the house. the snow is still falling onto the ground and your boyfriend sticks his tongue out to get some on his tongue.

“you’re such a child,” you giggle, wrapping your arms around his neck while he peppers a few kisses to your neck and cheeks. “it’s snowing, baby. it’s officially winter now, can’t wait to celebrate christmas with you.”

his arms go around your waist to pull you close as the snowflakes continue to land on both of your heads. “we’re celebrating christmas together?” you ask, looking at him with those eyes that always succeed to capture his gaze and heart. “of course! do you think i would actually choose not to celebrate christmas with the love of my life? i would be super lonely without you, you know.”

a few more kisses are placed to different parts of your face as giggles fill the air, coming from the both of you. “true, i think i would be lonely without you too.” “i’m glad we think the same.”

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