#mikey hc

[mikeysonly]

Anything For You - Manjiro (Mikey) Sano

♡ yo why am I BLUSHING over this ofmgjjfjdjdjdj. I hope u enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it. I’m literally crying bc why is he not real.

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“Oi, Y/N-chan! You here?” Mikey’s voice echoed through the apartment as he stepped inside, his shoes squeaking slightly against the wooden floor as he slid them off.

You didn’t answer. You couldn’t. Not when you were furiously swiping through your phone, determined not to explode.

The reason? The now empty taiyaki box on the kitchen counter.

Your precious stash of sweet, golden fish shaped treats was gone. Devoured. Every single one.

Mikey had been here earlier, promising he’d “just take one.” You should’ve known better. The moment his eyes landed on those fluffy pastries, they were doomed.

“Y/N?” His voice grew closer.

You huffed, making a quick decision. Your lock screen had been a picture of Mikey pulling a goofy face, something that always softened your mood no matter how upset you were with him. Not this time. You quickly swapped it out for a panel from your favorite manga one of your comfort characters staring wistfully into the distance.

Anything to stop yourself from immediately biting Mikey’s head off when he inevitably gave you his “But I was hungryyyy!” excuse.

“Ah, there you are.” His messy blonde head peeked through the doorway, his grin as radiant as ever. “I missed you!”

“You know what I miss?” you deadpanned. “My taiyaki.”

Mikey blinked, caught off guard for a moment before laughing nervously. “Oh… uh… you noticed that…?”

“You literally ate them all, Mikey.”

“It was calling my name!” he protested, throwing his arms up dramatically. “You can’t just leave taiyaki lying around and expect me not to—”

You shot him a glare. “Stop. Right. There.”

He pouted. “C’mon, Y/N, you know I can’t NOT eat them…”

“I know you can’t resist it,” you shot back. “That’s why I bought extras this time! And you still ate all of them!”

His face fell, and for a second, you thought he might apologize. But no, this was Mikey. Instead, he suddenly squinted at you, his sharp eyes locking onto your pocket as you shoved your phone into it.

“What was that?” he asked suspiciously.

“What was what?” you replied, feigning innocence.

“Your phone. Gimme.”

Before you could stop him, Mikey lunged forward, snatching the device from your pocket.

“Hey!” You tried to grab it back, but he was too quick.

He unlocked the screen, and his jaw dropped. “What the hell is this?”

You sighed, already regretting your decision. “It’s a picture of someone from my favorite manga.”

“But it’s not me!” Mikey practically whined, holding the phone up as if it offended him. “Why’d you replace me with this guy?”

“He’s kind and generous,” you said matter of factly. “You damn taiyaki thief.”

Mikey looked utterly betrayed, clutching your phone to his chest like you’d stabbed him in the heart. “I can’t believe this. You replaced me with a manga guy because I ate your snacks?”

“Yes, and I’d do it again!” you countered, crossing your arms.

His face scrunched up, his pout deepening. “You’re so mean, Y/N. I thought I was your favorite.”

“You’re my favorite headache,” you muttered under your breath.

“Hey, I heard that!”

“—And reason for starvation”

“Y/N!”

You couldn’t help it, you started laughing. The sight of Mikey sulking like a child was too much.

“Okay, okay,” you said, holding out your hand. “Give me the phone. I’ll change it back.”

Mikey hesitated, his lips twitching as if he wanted to argue. But then, he handed it over. “It better be my cutest picture.”

“Yeah, yeah,” you teased, scrolling through your photo gallery.

“There,” you said, showing him the screen.

Mikey’s eyes lit up, his grin returning. “That’s more like it.”

“Happy now?”

“Not yet,” he said, stepping closer. Before you could react, he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tight hug.

“Mikey!” you protested, your voice muffled against his chest.

“Listen, I’m sorry I ate your taiyaki,” he surrendered, his tone softer now. “And thanks for putting up with me. I’ll buy you more tomorrow, promise.”

You sighed, giving in to his embrace. “Fine.. But get extra custard ones for me.”

“No promises,” he replied. “Anko is waaaay better than that shit.”

“YOU DON’T EVEN LIKE CUSTARD AND YOU STILL ATE THEM ALL?!”

[short-black-diamond]

High school sweethearts!!!

Summary: When he thinks that the day can't get any more boring, you are here to cheer him up! (and make his heart flutter)

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He stares out of the window, milliseconds away from falling asleep. But, it seems like fate is not on his side today as something hits him. He opens his eyes in confusion, and there it comes again; a tiny rock. Before he has time to think how it even got to the third floor, right into the open window, let alone right where he was, a third, but also bigger pebble lands straight in his hands. It is covered. He looks around. Nobody is paying attention to him and the teacher has their back turned. He carefully opens the paper. 'Care to have lunch with me? I've cooked something for ya :D' He smiles at your handwriting. A simple sms would've been enough. With a dreamy sigh does he look at the back of his classmate infront of him, already zoning out to think of what you could've made this time. He has fallen in love with your cooking and you. And it is only a matter of time before the last period ends.

Nagi, Reo, Isagi, Bachira, Aryu, Shidou, Barou, Oliver, Denki, Sero, Kirishima, Shoto, Denji, Aki, Itadori, Gojo, Megumi, Shikamaru, Naruto, Choji, Beel, Mammon, Levi, Shima, Mikey, Nahoya, Chifuyu, Baji, Takemichi, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Muichiro, Murata, Hinata, Kageyama, Kenma

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It's PE and for once, he doesn't want to do anything, just rest. As he jogs in a relaxed pace, he catches sight of you playing basketball with your female classmates. And unconsciously do your eyes lock and you smile. He blushes and speeds up, not wanting his crush to think that he was not giving it his all. And while he is running away from you, but craning his head in your direction from time to time if you're maybe looking at him again, he can't help but think about how sweet your ponytail looked on you, or how your ckeeks were adorably red from all the running and jumping you did. He frowns, trying to get your pretty smile out of his head. If only it were that easy, with the way you're holding him in a chokehold around your pinky finger, he can't help but sigh frustratedly with a heavy blush and furrowed brows.

Beel, Rin, Sae, Kunigami, Barou, Kirishima, Iida, Bakugo, Izuku, Megumi, Toge, Yuuta, Rin Okumura, Shima, Ryuji, Draken, baji, Hakkai, Kakucho, Tengen, Inosuke, Tanjiro, Akashi, Lev, Bokuto

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He can't concentrate on his homework, not when he's in a library, surrounded by his friends who are cracking jokes left and right. And even though he tries to act mature, he can't help but laugh as well. Then, he hears something sweet. You. "Hey guys, didn't mean to bother you, but I have help with this chemistry excercise. Can someone explain it to me?" And never in his live did he pack his things that fast and was also next to you in an instant. "L-let me help you. I needed a reason to get away from these idiots anyway.", he explains, and tries not to aknowledge his friends doing a pantomime of kissing, hugging and moaning as he is leading you as far away from them as possible.

Bakugo, Barou, Rin, Megumi, Lucifer, Shikamaru, Sasuke, Suguro, Draken, Mitsuya, Angry, Giyuu, Gyuutaro, Tsukishima, Kuroo,

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He is very bored, he could fall asleep. How long is this going to take?! Why didn't he come to the cafeteria sooner?! He knew that he could've come a little sooner because today it would be the day where there would be his favourite snack on the menu. What he didn't know was that it was also everyone elses favourite. And as he is standing on the line, he catches sight of you retreating with one of the limited goods. "Say, uh, are there any more left?", he asks you. You smile and give him yours. His eyes widen as you place the dish on his plate. "This was the last one." "W-wait, but didn't you want to eat this??" You shook your head and took his sushi. "I know how much you love that snack. I took it for you. And in return, I can have your sushi, so it's a win-win, don't'cha think?" He nods with rosy cheeks and thanks you, going to the table his friends sat at. They were watchign him with shit-eating grins. "L-leave me alone...!", he yells, but they only laugh at him. Meanwhile, he gazes at the snack on his plate lovingly. He had to marry you as soon as posible, that was for sure.

Mikey, Angry, Takuya, Akkun, Beel, Levi, Mammon, Saiki, Itadori, Megumi, Toji, Isagi, Chigiri, Rin, Reo, Inosuke, zenitsu, tanjiro, Bokuto, Kenma, Hinata, basically all of the haikyuu cast...<3

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Hey guys, how are you? I just wanted to write something else for once. I hope you guys liked it.

Read you in the next post!

[onionninjasstuff]

carrying each other :з

[dysfunctional-doodle]

“Why don’t they use cloaking broaches?” Well here’s why. They are literally overgrown turtles - remove the ‘mutant’ and you get…this.

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This was supposed to be a comic for my chat fic, Too Many Turtles, but i uh have not managed to complete it yet. I wanted to take a break from uni work, but instead I’m still constantly busy because of course I am 😭

I also have new stickers on my redbubble shop! Tumblr hates the link but if you check out my other socials, or search DrunkOnDoodles. Curse tumblr fr

[sweeneydino]

Don’t think thats what he meant

[katsettee]

House rules are sacred

*affectionate

[unluckilyimnot]

Okay, but bonten with like a SUPER soft gf. Like, we talk like cry on every sad movie ivies with an animal to be specific). Takes things other says to heart. Often like cry over small things and stops to pet EVERY single animal she sees.

Feel free to ignore if you don’t feel like doing this one 😭 I know it’s lowkey weird.

Bonten with a soft gf!

Characters: rindou, ran, kaku, mikey, sanzu, kokonoi

fluff / no tw / wc: 900+

Note : no way it's so cute don't ever worry !! I love it, thank you sm ! I dispatched it between all the characters. I hope it's fine.

m.list | rules

Rindou never minded more than that the fact that you cry a lot. He loves it a lot and it makes him chuckle and laugh more than anything else. He's always there to wipe your tears away when you cry when the dog dies in the movies, or when you tear up at any inconveniences. You wear your heart on your sleeve, you're sensible, the opposite of him, and he cares and loves you for that.

Yet he's the first one to draw a radical line the second you get hurt, in any way, by someone. It's silly and fun until some abuse it and use it against you or to hurt you. He will find who did this, who made you cry and will burn their house down.

Sanzu sighs a lot when you decide something was wrong when he, in fact, didn't care. Yet his heart always skips a beat when he hears you speaking louder than you usually do, mad at people treating him poorly. He listens to you for a while before he finally steps in and holds your hands when he's feeling cheesy, or your elbows when he's a bit tired or high.

"Babe, it's really nothing. Don't worry yourself like that, you'll get wrinkles." He honestly makes you laugh every time, or at least confort you that he doesn't care about anyone's opinion besides yours. And oh how much you love and care for him everyday, he can't even doubt it. He wished you'd stop hurting yourself over things like this, but recognize that your sweet nature is definitely what he loves the most about you.

Ran laughs at you when you get offended for nothing. It can be about something going your way to work to you spiking your coffee on the counter. It's his own comic relief of the day when you're stroming around, a deep frown on your face making you look like a small, angry animal but still defenseless. His laughter always makes it worse, without mentioning his venom filled remarques, to make fun of your overreacting nature. To the point you can cry and not speak to him for hours – but for sure mentioning it all to Rindou.

Ran hates it when you team up with him, because you wouldn't talk to him but Rindou would, on the other hand, mention you and everything you told him to Ran. He's always making the first step to you and apologizing with probably a hundred wroth bouquet and your favorite snacks – promising you he'll never do it again, when he will most certainly do it again.

Seeing you enjoying small things about life is the reason why Mikey kept you around at first, you reminded him of his younger self and his friends at that time. Every time you stop to pet a stranger's dog, a small smile shows on his lips, one you rarely get to see even if you're always the reason for it.

You listen to him so carefully the few times he does talk to you, it makes him feel alive again. You're doing most of the talking and you're always so sorry to take this kich when that's what he loves about you. He makes sure to tell you that he likes it from time to time, just to be sure you won't stop. Your heart is so soft and warm, welcoming him every time you see him again with new facts you learn and an unconditional love that overflows everywhere, and he gets the chance to be showered with it every time.

Kokonoi gets used to you stopping all the time the second you catch the glimpse of a stay animal. So he instinctively adds ten minutes to every trip you two have to do, even if it's only to walk to his car because there's a few stray cats in the parking lot and he's sure you're gonna stop or even wait for them to walk out from their hide spot.

But he just can't bring himself to get impatient when your eyes light up at the sight of the small cats. The way you jolt in joy when their cold nose finally touches your hand, and you look up to him with the softest smile he ever had the chance to witness. Yes, you're usually late, but he just had to snap a picture of you with the white kitten and everyone is accepting the fact that those ten minutes of your happiness are worth the delayed meetings.

Kakucho's always there to rub your back when you cry in front of a movie. He never sees why you cry particularly, but always listen thoughtfully to what you have to say about it. He brings you tissues, sometimes even wipes your nose for you and lets you dive into his arms when a character you like dies. He can't help but tell himself how sensible you are every time, but also how he loves that. You bring him back to his human nature and what it is to be emphatic about normal things, far from his rough life where his life is at risk every time he steps outside the door.

To that, he hopes he'll never be the reason for your tears, and that he'll always be there to wipe them away and shush you down.

Sorry its rather short, tell me if you want a particular hc with one or a whole os.

Let me know if you liked it !

[wellterr]

some tr shenanigans

[justauthoring]

I really like your Tokyo revengers He’s Taken scenario. What if it happened in reverse where someone told the boys that they would be a better fit for reader <3

TOKYO REVENGERS - UM, SHE'S TAKEN?

includes: manjiro "mikey" sano, hanma shuji, baji keisuke and kazutora hanemiya all include xfem!reader!

a/n: this is so late but i felt i should actually do a request for once :) and i always love me some jealous boys!

MIKEY:

The audacity of this man.

That was all Mikey could think.

Did he not know who he was? Did he not know who you were dating? The Invisible Mikey, Toman's Leader and the most handsome boy you knew?

Clearly not.

Frowning, Mikey watches with barely concealed disdain as your classmate (the one you’ve been complaining to him about for weeks now) follows you outside of the school. He couldn’t always pick you up from school with Toman business and the like, but today he’d made sure he’d be able to after you’d texted him the day before that your annoying classmate had proceeded to take his infatuation with you a step further and follow you out of school. It had taken you great convincing to get him not to ‘walk you home’ as he so eloquently put it – stalking more like it – and though you’d tried to play it off, Mikey knew how scared you were.

The second your eyes fall on Mikey making his way over to you, he sees the instant relief that floods through them. Despite everything, Mikey can't help but feel slightly smug at that, hands shoved nonchalantly in his pockets as he crosses the distance over to you.

"Y/N-channn!" He calls out, arms stretched out towards you and with a single brief glance at the boy next to you, you all but race towards him, allowing yourself to fall into his arms. Mikey hates the way he feels you shake slightly beneath his fingertips, and he throws a not-so-subtle glare the classmates way, who – as he figured – is glaring right back at him.

"Y/N," the classmate calls, and Mikey's eyes narrow at his familiarity when regarding you. "Who's this?"

You lean back from his hug, and Mikey can see you look rather annoyed at the question – clearly, you've told him this before.

"Mikey," Mikey cuts in dryly, "her boyfriend."

And he must really not know who Mikey is because he has the gall to laugh.

"Boyfriend?" Haru laughs, mockingly and loudly, head thrown back as you cast a quick glance up at Mikey in uncertainy, trying to gauge he's reaction. Truthfully, Mikey looks unphased. "I thought you were joking about that, Y/N."

And then Haru steps forward, moving towards you; "I mean, you and me make a much better–"

It happens in a flash. Suddenly, you're no longer in Mikey's arms and rather set gently behind him, Mikey’s body blocking your view as Haru's hand that was outstretched towards you is now tightly grasped in Mikey's fist. A quick glance at Haru's face, and you can tell that Mikey's grip is tight, his face twisting with pain.

"Did I forget to mention?" Mikey smiles, "I'm also the leader of Toman."

Haru's eyes widen and he looks scared–well, shitless.

Mikey's grip tightens, finding the way all colour leaves Haru's face rather amusing and the way the panic wells with pain as Mikey bends his arm to the point of just being about to break.

"Now, what was that about you and Y/N-chan being a better match?"

"I was wrong!" Haru cries, voice pitching pathetically, "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!"

"Don't apologize to me," Mikey shrugs, "apologize to Y/N-chan for making her so uncomfortable for the past few weeks."

Slowly, Mikey takes a step back, allowing you to fall in the view of Haru again, who, near crying, falls to his knees. "I'm so sorry! Please forgive me!"

Cheeks red slightly in embarrassment, you turn to Mikey.

He lets go with ease, Haru falling to the ground with one last cry, before Mikey makes his way to you, pulling you back into his arms with a wide grin.

"Let's go eat!" Mikey calls out with a cheer, snuggling into you. "I want you to feed me!"

HANMA:

"I mean, you're no good for her."

There's a beat. One long, single beat of silence before Hanma can't hold himself back anymore and he burst into laughter.

You, whose stood next to him, looks at him in disbelief, eyes widening as Hanma all but cackles in response to Asahi's words. Asahi, to be fair, looks just a stunned, and with a frown, you step towards your boyfriend, tugging on the sleeve of his jacket.

"Shuji!" You hiss, grip tightening on him.

He falls quiet at that, letting his eyes drift across you briefly, taking in the worried look in your eyes and the laughter stops at that. Hanma lets his eyes fall back on this boy, Asahi apparently, and the frown deepens – you were scared of this guy? He looked like wind might blow him over.

Besides, didn't you trust him to protect you?

A single glance back at you, and you're still throwing worried glances at Asahi, shuffled close to his side.

Guess he had something else to prove then.

"That's funny," Hanma finally speaks up, letting his eyes fall on Asahi with disinterest. "Hilarious actually." But all the humour has left his body, and Hanma simply stares back at the boy with a straight face.

Asahi falters, just slightly.

"I-I mean, you're a deliquent!" He calls out, gesturning in front of him at Hanma, before his eyes fall on you. "I mean, surely you can see that being with him will be nothing but a bad influence. If you were–"

Hanma steps in front of you, blocking you effectively from him.

"You don't get to talk to her," Hanma states rather bluntly.

Asahi turns to him, lips parting.

"You're not worthy enough to talk to her, pipsqueak. So let's keep this between you and me, huh?"

The air changes, thickens, and although you can't see it, you can practically sense as Asahi grows nervous, registering the glint in Hanma's gaze as he stares him down.

"I mean, surely, if you knew I was a... what did you say? Delinquent." Hanma snorts, "you think you'd have the brains to realize I'm not someone to mess with. And I don't take kindly to idiots like you trying to tell me who my girl should or shouldn't be with."

Hanma takes a step forward then, towering over the boy whose skin has grown pale, eyes flooding with fear as he stares up at Hanma.

"I especially don't take kindly to you scaring my girl either."

"I-I–"

Grabbing Asahi by the collar of his jacket, Asahi falls silent as Hanma pulls him up until he's standing on the tip of his toes, kicking his feet beneath him.

"But it seems I screwed up too, huh? My girl shouldn't have to be afraid because she should know I'd never let anyone touch her, let alone look at her if they made her uncomfortable."

There's a pause and Hanma's gaze grows wild as his fist slowly raises beside him, Asahi's cries of panic and pleads of mercy simply a background noise.

"So it looks like I gotta show her why."

BAJI:

"You're loud."

Well, Baji guessed he couldn't necessarily argue with that.

"You're rash."

That, too... maybe.

"You're not very smart."

Uh, ouch.

"You act without thinking. It could get Y/N hurt."

Okay, well that was just rude.

You were always Baji's top priority.

Well, that and fighting. But, still.

"I think I'd be a much better fit for her."

Baji should've figured this is where the conversation was going. Letting his eyes drift across the boy stood in front of him, he takes in the sight of his Toman uniform. He doesn't readily recognize the boy, so he's certainly not in his division.

Ballsy, he'd admit.

But stupid nonetheless.

He's probably in Mitsuya's division, Baji laughs to himself.

Well, not for much longer.

"I'll take your silence as a sign you agree with me–"

"I wouldn't jump to conclusions," Baji chuckles, grinning down widely at the boy. "What makes you think you're so great for Y/N? I know she's happy with me."

Lips parting, the boy pauses; "what?"

"You listed off all the reasons why you think I'm not a good fit for her, right?" He quirks a brow, and the boy nods. "So, tell me why you think you're a good match for her. You win, I'll break up with Y/N. And if you lose... well, needless to say." With a wide grin, Baji cracks his knuckles, baring his fists down at the boy.

The boys eyes widen, and he fumbles for a second, before he steels himself, inhaling deeply.

"Well, I'm smart, for one–"

"Wrong," Baji cuts in, "Y/N doesn't like smart guys. Why else would she have gone for me?"

Faltering, the boy shakes his head; "w-well, I'm a good cook–"

"Y/N prefers cooking herself," Baji shakes his head. "It's her passion."

Cheeks redenning, the boy rushes to add; "I-I'm! I'm strong!"

Baji just laughs; "not as strong as me. You're not even a vice captain of Toman!"

Thoroughly embarrassed, the boy hesitates, face bright red.

"Looks like you lose," Baji sings, stepping towards the boy. "I mean, if you really knew Y/N, you'd know the most important thing."

"W-What?"

"That none of that matters because she loves me!"

"You can't just–"

He never finishes what he's about to say before a fist makes contact with his cheek, knocking him off his feet and sending him straight to the ground.

Baji glances down at him with a blink.

"Strong my ass."

He makes a move toward him, before;

"Keisuke!"

Eyes lighting up, Baji spins, grinning at the sight of you. "Y/N!"

You fall in front of him, eyes flickering from the boy groaning on the ground back to him, "did you get in another fight again?"

Baji shrugs; "the guy deserved it. Not much of a fight either.”

And your eyes fall back on the boy on the ground and there's a flicker of hope where he thinks you might help but, but then after a moment you follow Baji's lead, shrugging, letting him take your hand in his before leading him off.

Guess Baji was right – you really did love him.

KAZUTORA:

"I mean, didn't you go to juvie?"

Frowning, Kazutora glares at the man, Daiki as he'd introduced himself as, in front of him. He was apparently a co-worker of yours, though Kazutora's never heard you talk about him before.

Stuck at this party your work was holding for you as a celebration for the promotion you'd received and your excellent work at the company, Kazutora had gotten a whole half hour of your time before you'd been whisked off by two woman, you offering an apologetic smile over your shoulder in response.

At the time, Kazutora hadn't minded – this night was for you after all and he wanted you to enjoy it.

Now, though? He desperately wanted to leave.

"How do you even know that?" Kazutora asks, his patience thin.

"I did some research when Y/N mentioned your name," Daiki shrugs. "Of course, when she mentioned you she hadn't mentioned that."

It's obviously meant as a jab. But Kazutora knew you weren't embarrassed of him – at least, he'd been pretty sure of that.

"Well, it's not really any of your business is it?" Kazutora cuts in, barely able to contain the snide in his tone. He barely liked socializing with people anyway, especially strangers, but he'd gone for you and because he wanted to be apart of your celebration. It was the least he could do after all you'd done for him.

But now he wishes he’d stayed home if he had to continue dealing with this guy.

"Still," Daiki insists, "aren't you embarrassed? I mean, such an upstanding woman... it's a wonder why she ever chose you."

"I chose him because I love him for him," you cut in and Kazutora’s eyes widen, glancing over his shoulder to see you making your way over to him. You look absolutely stunning, dressed in a floor length Y/F/C dress and when you notice his eyes on you, you smile at him, before it falters as you turn back to glance at your coworker. "But I hardly think that's any of your business anyways."

You fall next to Kazutora, wrapping your arm around his waist as you fall into his side, and the second you do, you squeeze Kazutora's side, and he realizes you're trying to reassure him.

"Y/N–!"

"Honestly, Daiki," you breathe out, voice coming out purposely exasperated as you roll your eyes. "I've had this conversation with you multiple times. I am happily in a relationship and your obsession with my personal affairs is strange and inappropriate. Given my promotion, I could easily have you fired."

Kazutora watches as the man's eyes widen, cheeks bleeding red as he shakes his head; "my-my apologies. Please, you don't have to go that far. I'll... I'll make sure I stop."

You raise a brow, holding the man with bated breath for a moment, before you nod. "Just don't let it happen again."

Daiki scurries off without another word, desperate to get away and Kazutora watches as you let out a sigh, shoulders falling as you shift, coming to stand in front of him, hands falling on his hips.

"I'm sorry about him. He's been... annoyingly persistant about asking me out for the past bit. I thought he'd have stopped when I reported him last week but when I saw him talking to you just now, I realized he hadn't."

Kazutora glances down at you, meeting your gaze.

You understand what he's trying to say before he even does; "nuh-uh," you shake your head, tugging him closer to you. "Don't let a word that idiot says get to you. He's just a pervert anyways. He spends half of his time looking down my shirt and I would never want to be with someone like him over you."

Biting his lips, Kazutora smiles softly; "I love you."

"I love you too," you grin, before slipping your hand into his. "Now, come on, I want to introduce you to my friends."

[mikeysonly]

Funny How That Works - Manjiro (Mikey) Sano

♡ can’t stop writing these man as fathers….. be still my heart…….

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Mikey never considered himself the type to be speechless, but standing in front of you, staring at the tiny boy clinging to your leg, he couldn’t find a single damn word.

Blonde hair. Big, dark eyes. A tiny pout that looked too much like his own.

And five years. Five whole years.

“You kept this from me?” His voice came out quieter than he expected.

You shifted uncomfortably, shielding the little one slightly. “Mikey… I-”

“Five years, Y/N.” His lips pressed into a thin line. He should be yelling, should be angry, but he wasn’t.

The kid peeked up at him curiously. “Kaasan, who’s this?”

Mikey inhaled sharply. Oh, that hurt.

You hesitated, then sighed. “This is Mikey. A friend.”

The kid studied him for a moment, tilting his head. “Ya kinda look like me.”

Mikey huffed out something close to a laugh, scratching the back of his neck. “Yeah, kid. Funny how that works.”

Mikey wanted to punch a wall, scream, do something. But when he looked at the kid, his kid, his paternal instincts completely took over and all he could do was crouch down to his level and offer a small smile.

“Hey,” he said softly, trying not to overwhelm the small boy. “Ya got a name?”

For a second, the boy just stared, then glanced at you for approval before answering.

Mikey repeated it under his breath like a chant, like he was trying it out, trying to get used to it, trying to understand it.

“Hey Y/N…. Can I stay?”

You swallowed. “Mikey I don’t know…-”

“I’ve missed five years already.” His jaw clenched. “I don’t wanna miss more.”

You searched his face, looking for doubt, hesitation, anything. But all you found was softness, something real.

It took you a moment, but after studying Mikey’s face for what felt like eternity, you nodded.

Mikey exhaled, like he’d been holding in a breath for far too long. Then, carefully, he ruffled the kid’s hair, a small smile tugging at his lips.

“So… how do you feel about taiyaki?”

[married-to-google-translater]

Good evening, a request please from Mikey x reader, how does Mikey react if his young children are very attached to their mother (reader) but he is also attached to his wife, would it be like having several Puneranians fighting?

Manjiro "Mikey" Sano

Mikey would consider himself very lucky to be able to live with you.

You made Mikey happy every day.

When your children are born Mikey would be even happier and he didn't even know it was possible.

At first Mikey didn't think about the "dark side" of the future.

Baby time would go really well.

Mikey understands that the baby needs a lot of attention.

He himself would also prefer to help with the care of his child.

The "problems" came when the child was older and clearly started favoring you.

Mikey, it doesn't matter if your child likes you more.

He really gets it.

You are amazing and it would be weird if your child didn't like you.

A small childish part of Mikey would be jealous though.

He would also need your attention :3

Mikey knows he should be an adult but he doesn't always care XD.

It was fun to watch them fight over your attention.

Usually it would be something cute like a war of words or both of them hanging on to you and refusing to let go.

Usually the situation is resolved when you tell them that you love them both very much and make takoyaki's.

[bebe-writes-stuff]

Title: You drew me?

Pairing: Mikey x Reader

Summary: “You left your diary at my house. And I read those pages, do you really love me, baby?”

(Fluff) (No warnings)

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Y/N had been friends with Emma for as long as she could remember. The two were inseparable, and Emma’s house had always been her second home. It wasn’t unusual for Y/N to spend most of her afternoons there, lounging on the couch, talking about everything under the sun. But there was one problem that always seemed to linger in the back of Y/N’s mind—the presence of Mikey.

Mikey wasn’t your typical guy. He was charismatic, carefree, and always had that smirk that made you feel like he knew something you didn’t. But Y/N, She was quiet, reserved, never the type to make her feelings obvious. And Mikey? Well, he noticed.

Y/N always tried to be discreet, glancing at Mikey when she thought he wasn’t looking, stealing the occasional peek when Emma and Mikey would argue, or when he was deep in thought. There was something about him—something about that air of mystery—that intrigued her, but she never said it aloud.

And Mikey? He was more than aware. He noticed the way her eyes would dart away whenever his gaze met hers, the way her cheeks would redden just a bit when he caught her staring a little too long. It was almost cute, really. And honestly? He liked the attention.

One day, randomly, Mikey had been rifling through a pile of papers on the kitchen counter when his hand brushed against something—a notebook, your notebook, thick with pages. Curiosity got the better of him, and before he knew it, he was flipping through it, his smirk growing wider.

It was a collection of sketches—drawings of him. Different angles, different expressions—capturing everything from his lazy grin to the sharpness in his eyes. His fingers traced over the edges of the pages. So she was keeping these secret little portraits of him, huh?

He couldn’t help but chuckle to himself. He should’ve known.

A few days later, Emma and Y/N were hanging out again, lounging in Emma’s room, talking about the usual: school, friends, life. It was a typical afternoon until Mikey casually appeared in the doorway.

“Hey, Emma,” Mikey said, flashing his signature smirk. “Can you go grab me some dorayaki? Or, you know, a drink from the store around the corner? I’ll owe you one.”

She blinked, confused. “Uh… sure, I guess. Why now?”

Mikey shrugged nonchalantly, stepping closer. “Because, why not? Y/N stay here and help me out with some stuff.” He shot her a wink as she tilted her head in confusion, raising an eyebrow.

“Wait, what do you need me to do?” Y/N asked, but Mikey was already motioning for her to follow him.

Emma, not one to argue with Mikey. “Alright, Fine. I’ll be back soon, Y/N,” she said, brushing past Mikey.

Mikey grabbed Y/N by the wrist, pulling her out of the room before she could protest.

“Wait, Mikey, what’s going on?” Y/N asked, her confusion obvious as Mikey led her down the hall to a quieter part of the house.

Mikey gave her a sideways glance, his smirk widening. “Just trust me, Y/N. You’ll want to see this.”

He led you into one of the empty room, shutting the sliding door behind him with a quiet click. Your pulse quickened, but you tried to keep your cool.

“Mikey, seriously. What’s this about?”

He turned toward you, something unreadable flashing in his eyes. Then he reached behind one of the couch cushions and pulled out your sketchbook.

Your breath caught. “Wait—what the hell, where did you get that?”

“You left it on the counter the other day,” he said, flipping it open lazily. “At first, I thought it was just random drawings, but… imagine my surprise.”

He tilted the book toward you, revealing a sketch of him—leaning on the couch, that lazy look in his eyes perfectly captured in pencil. “They’re good. Like, really good.”

Y/N lunged forward to grab the notebook, but Mikey was faster—his arm shot up, raising it just out of her reach.

“Give it back!”

she slammed into him full force chest-first, knocking him completely off balance. The two of them tumbled to the floor with a loud thud.

Y/N blinked, heart hammering, realizing she was now sprawled on top of him, her face mere inches from his. Mikey’s laugh echoed in the quiet room, low and amused.

“Well damn,” he grinned up at her, his hands moving instinctively to her waist. “You could at least take me out to dinner first before tackling me like that.”

Her eyes widened in horror, and she scrambled off him so fast it made her dizzy, sitting up with her knees pulled close to her chest, cheeks burning.

“You’re such a jerk,” she muttered, trying to regulate her breathing while avoiding his gaze.

“Relax,” he said, grinning.

You crossed your arms, trying to mask your embarrassment. “It wasn’t meant for anyone to see.”

“Oh, I figured,” he said, stepping closer. “But it’s kind of flattering, you know. You’ve been watching me pretty closely to get all these angles right.”

His words made your stomach twist. He was teasing you, sure—but there was something else behind his tone. Something quieter.

“I wasn’t trying to be creepy,” you muttered. “I just… I like drawing people. You were around. That’s all.”

Mikey quirked an eyebrow. “So if I looked in another sketchbook, I’d see Draken, or Emma, or random classmates?”

You looked away. Silence was its own answer.

Mikey’s smirk faded slightly, replaced by something gentler. He held the notebook out to you.

“Y/N,” he said, and his voice lost that usual lazy drawl. “I’m not mad. Honestly, I think it’s kinda cool. I just wanted to know why me.”

Y/N swallowed. “I… don’t know. You’re just… always around. And you’re hard to ignore.”

Mikey arched an eyebrow. “So you like me.”

Y/N opened her mouth, but nothing came out. Her face betrayed her, heat rising to her cheeks. She turned away.

Mikey was quiet for a beat. Then he let out a soft laugh, “You’re weird,” he said, but there was no malice in it. “But, like… a good kind of weird. You’re cute. Real quiet, but funny when you get mad. And those drawings? You see me better than anyone.”

For the first time, she saw something different in his expression—something sincere.

Mikey stepped forward, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “So how about this: next time you want to draw me, just ask. I’ll pose for you.”

Y/N blinked up at him, stunned. “You’d actually let me draw you? Like… on purpose?”

Mikey plopped down beside her again, resting his arms over his knees. “Why not? I’m a great subject.”

She snorted. “You’re a terrible subject. You move too much.”

He grinned. “Then I’ll stay still this time. Come on, prove you’re not just creeping on me.”

Y/N rolled her eyes but reached for her sketchbook anyway, flipping to a blank page. “Fine. Don’t talk. Don’t smirk. Just—sit still.”

He obeyed, crossing his legs and straightening his back, trying to mimic a stoic model. Y/N settled across from him, pencil in hand, trying to focus. But the longer she looked at him, the harder it became to concentrate. His gaze never left her.

She tilted her head, frowning slightly, then leaned forward. “There’s… a shadow on your jaw I can’t quite get right—hold on.”

Without thinking, her hand reached out, fingertips brushing gently along the line of his jaw. Mikey didn’t flinch. In fact, he tilted his head slightly, letting her touch him, watching her with something unreadable in his eyes.

“Y’know,” he said softly, “you don’t hide it very well.”

Her hand froze. “Hide what?”

“The way you look at me. Like I’m something worth staring at.”

She pulled her hand back quickly, face flushing. “I wasn’t—I didn’t mean—”

“You do,” he interrupted, leaning in just slightly. “It’s not a bad thing.”

There was a long, weighted pause. The room felt too quiet now.

Mikey shifted forward, now only inches from her. “You ever think about kissing me?”

Her breath caught in her throat. “What?”

He smirked, but it was softer now, teasing without the edge. “I think about it sometimes. Especially when you’re this close.”

Y/N’s heart pounded in her chest. He was looking right at her—eyes half-lidded, voice low, tone teasing but heavy with something else.

For a second, she swore he was going to close the gap.

But then—

He leaned back with a satisfied smirk, hands behind his head. “But hey, maybe next time. You still haven’t taken me to dinner.”

Y/N stared at him, wide-eyed, cheeks burning. “You’re seriously the worst.”

“I get that a lot,” he said, grinning.

She tossed a pillow at him.

He caught it with one hand, still grinning, but then he paused, voice quieter now. “People usually look at me like I’m some reckless idiot. Like I’m gonna fall apart any second.”

She didn’t say anything. Just watched him.

“But you…” he looked over at her, expression unusually sincere. “You look at me like I’m worth understanding.”

Y/N’s breath hitched. She wasn’t expecting that.

He shrugged like it was nothing. “Makes it hard not to like you back.”

The words hung in the air between them, soft and heavy and just real enough to make her heart ache.

Y/N didn’t trust her voice, so she just nodded, biting back a smile.

Mikey grinned. “Now finish that sketch before I get wrinkles from staying this still.”

She rolled her eyes, flipping her pencil upright again, but couldn’t fight the way her hands trembled slightly—because everything had just changed.

Y/N was still trying to steady her hand when the sliding door abruptly creaked open.

“Hey, I’m back!” Emma’s voice rang out, followed by the soft crinkle of a plastic bag. “Mikey, they were out of your stupid dorayaki so I—” She paused mid-step, taking in the scene.

Y/N sitting cross-legged on the floor, sketchbook in hand. Mikey seated across from her, much too close, far too relaxed. Her eyes narrowed slowly as the realization clicked into place.

Y/N stiffened like she’d been caught doing something illegal.

Mikey just smirked. “Took you long enough.”

Emma’s gaze ping-ponged between the two of them, then dropped to the faint pink still lingering on Y/N’s cheeks. “Okay… what did I miss?”

“Nothing.” Y/N blurted, way too fast. She slammed her sketchbook shut and stood up like the floor had burned her.

Emma raised an eyebrow. “Right. And I’m a goldfish.”

Mikey stood too, stretching casually as if nothing had happened. “She’s drawing me. That’s all.”

Emma blinked. “Wait, seriously? You let someone draw you? You barely let people take photos.”

Mikey shrugged, tossing a lazy grin toward Y/N. “She asked nicely.”

Y/N scoffed. “I did not.”

Emma looked between them again—Mikey grinning like a cat who’d found his favorite toy, and Y/N, visibly trying not to implode. Her lips twitched.

Emma grinned. “I’m just saying, if you guys are gonna have weird flirty floor moments, at least tell me so I don’t walk into a live drama scene.”

“We weren’t flirting!” Y/N said, but even she didn’t sound convinced.

Mikey sipped from the drink Emma gave him and looked over at her with a smirk. “You kinda were.”

Y/N shot him a look. “Mikey.”

He just shrugged and leaned against the wall, that same lazy look in his eyes. “What? I like being your muse.”

Emma blinked. “Okay, what the hell happened while I was gone?”

Y/N shook her head, defeated. “I don’t even know anymore.”

Emma, satisfied that something had definitely happened, grabbed her phone. “Good. Carry on. I’m gonna pretend I’m not here.”

Mikey looked at Y/N again, this time his smile a little softer. “You still owe me that sketch, y’know.”

Y/N sighed, sitting down again with her sketchbook. “Fine. But if you move this time, I’m giving you a mustache.”

“Worth it,” he murmured, eyes on her instead of the page.

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[dysfunctional-doodle]

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[tammyu-2]

rottmnt and 2012 turtles with an s/o that’s just really good with casual street fights? Like if their friend was being bothered by someone they’d help them jump them, or if someone was talking shit they’d confront them and fight etc. Just a messy vicious street fighter, hair pulling, dragging, curb stomping etc, like those school fight videos you’d see on twitter

Ooooo this is the first rottmnt rec I've gotten niceee

ROTTMNT+2012 TMNT WITH A STREET FIGHTER S/O

Usage of swearing, a bit of gore ish descriptions bit also not, no usage of pronouns, not proofread read, kinda rushed

I'm running out of 2012 gifs so we gonna have to reuse em

LEO

2012 TMNT

You and Leo are the definition of that one meme that goes "Don't do it gurl" "I'm not gon do it gurl I was just hung about it....I did it." When he first found out about your wildcard behavior he was both impressed and deeply concerned. Impressed cause you could fight for yourself and win without a sweat, and concerned because it was not a good way to properly resolve issues.

The first time he saw you fight was honestly pretty shocking. And also scary. He was out during petrol and he found you and your friend walking into a dodgy alleyway. So his first thought was to watch from afar to see if his s/o is safe. However when one dude dared to comment on your friends weight out of random let's just say he was unconscious the second you looked his way.

Your friend was used to your behavior so just stood aside feeling comforted by the lengths you went through to protect your friends. Meanwhile you had your hair up while you beat the LIVING SHIT out of the rando on the street. Leo was dumbfounded. Sure this was a good thing to defend your friend but the way you were tossing this (probably hobo) man was absolutely insane he took some notes. Eventually he did break it up once the guy was blacked out cold and his nose was broken.

"What the hell was that?"

"I was protecting my friend. Nobody comments on my friends appearance in such a snibish manner."

"I-you.. you know what fair. Just go easy on him next time."

"...I was going easy on him-"

He soon takes note of your protective nature to the people you love and care about. Which he finds endearing it's just that he wish that you handled things more thoughtfully before breaking your hand further for the 5th time this week.

Whenever your over at the sewer he invites you to meditate with him. He feels like it would help release all the negative tension you carry around and it mostly did. He teaches you to think before you act. Which doesn't really change you completely. You think about wanting to beat up a disrespectful person and you do just that. Except you make sure there's enough said that it's justified that they nearly were knocked into unconsciousness.

ROTTMNT

He is the complete opposite. Like he is the one who provokes you into fighting. Not that he likes seeing you hurt but whenever the street fighter in you comes out he must admit it's pretty hot. Like I feel like he sorta cheers you on from the side, because he knows that you can handle yourself, with a giant sign that says "Beat their ass!!". He pretends to be against it but absolutely no body it buying it.

When he first witnessed you fight was when you were accidentally caught in the middle of a battle between the turtles and the foot clan. You managed to come out there unscathed as the entire turtle ream were in complete shock. And Leo was busy fan girling realizing you were his s/o and you were that strong.

He always watches you while you train and makes conversation with you while you do sit ups. He likes the fact that he won't need to worry about you getting hurt because your strong enough by his strandard. However if it's mythical life threatening then he will be extra clingy with you cause he'll if he's losing a super awesome s/o.

He loves it when you are in battle with him. It's like you two are a literal power couple and he adores your vibes. He loves it when he witnesses your personal fights beforehand.

"WOOO THATS MI VIDA!! BREAK THEIR LEGS!!"

DONNIE

2012 TMNT

He is scared and concerned. Poor baby is confused the first time he sees you fight. And it only turnes into concern overtime. He likes that you handle yourself and you show how much you love the people around you through acts of protectiveness. It's just that he wishes it doesn't have to do with blood on your hands.

The first time he saw you fight was when he dropped you off at your house and he was watching from a far to make sure you entered safely. However your enemy had shown up and mocked your close friend. So you dropped your belongs and fully on had a catfish with her. Like clawing and hairpulling type cat fight. Now Donnie here is convinced your a psychopath. Like he loves you so much but that shouldn't be normal right?

I mean he feels like it's cool that you aren't afraid to jump right into situations with nothing but guided faith. But he wishes you would calculated the outcomes that your stunt would create for you. He is the type to be forcibly holding you back the second he hears something insensitive come out of someone's mouth then he knows that he has 0.1 seconds to stop you from killing someone.

"No listen to me sweetie they aren't worth it!"

"LET ME AT EM I WANNA TEAR THEM APART HOW DARE THEY SAY THAT!?"

He keeps little stress balls with him just incase someone ticks you off again.

ROTTMNT

He is honestly impressed by your passion in fighting brutally and he embraces it. He doesn't care about the poor people you beat up because they should have seen it coming. Like he has no remorse. He is the type to stand there on his phone while his shell has a robotic hand sticking out waving a tiny flag.

"Woooo...!"

"Donnie why are you cheering if you aren't even watching-"

"I'm observing through the corner of my eye that counts."

So he still holds you back, but he has no effort to it. Like he just lazily put his arm in front of you that somehow holds you, but if you got any more angrier than it won't hold for a while.

He also makes little gadgets that help you fight whenever you join them in a battle. He will have like metal gloves that enhance your strength and helps you use control it better. He even makes an little scientific gym for you so that you can freely train whenever he's busy with something extremely hazardous.

RAPH

2012 TMNT

We all know where this is going right? Hell yes. He loves you for your fighting spirit and constantly agrees with you whenever you want to beat someone up. He is the type to not hold you back but push you further so he can see you fight again cause it's very impressive to him.

You guys train together and training with you two is lowkey fighting. Like you both agree not to hold back on each other so whenever you spar it's extremely dangerous to be around. He teaches you some stuff you teach him stuff in return.

He is the type to buy you little fighting equipment like a butterfly knife and such. He thinks it's cool whenever you join in on missions and that the only thing you two have in mind is busting heads at every turn.

"I say we choke the information out of him!"

"I'm 100% all for this idea."

"GUYS no."

ROTTMNT

Scared for you. Like you jump into random fights and your always set off whenever someone is disrespectful to you. He is the type to sling you over his shoulder whenever your ready to start pouncing at someone for insulting your friend.

He constantly tries to teach you the value of thinking on your actions but he unfortunately fails. So he just deals with it. He tells you off whenever he's patching up your bruised knuckles that you cause by another successful fight.

He tries to mediate things between you and another person but if it doesn't work out he just let's you lose and sits aside watching you claw at the poor person.

MIKEY

1012 TMNT

He is awestruck at your fighting skills because it's super impressive. He begs for days on end for you to teach him the sick moves you have but gets bored if you get too technical with the lessons.

He cheers you on during fights and doesn't really care about the other person. He more or less takes notes and applies it to his training so he can be as fast and as quick as you when it comes to fight.

He absolutely adores it when you come on missions. He loves watching you in action up close and he likes whenever you and him do power moves together. And although you might come out bloody and bruised froma fight her is bouncing off the walls at how you knocked the person through the wall (not literally sadly)

ROTTMNT

First time he saw you? He was traumatized for a month and scared to the bone at what your capable of when someone ticks you off. So he learns to NEVER get on your bad side at all.

You notice that he's more jumpy and he tells you why so whenever you want to fight someone you bring it away from him and then beat the living hell out of a stranger.

So whenever your training you don't go full on ballistic on him like usual and you give him a few pointers when it comes to fighting. He makes murals of you as a warrior that completes her wars and never falters. He thinks it's insanely cool just as long as he isn't witnessing it first hand is all.

I need to change my uploading schedule cause I'm failing ASLEEEP HEREEEE

Hope you guys enjoyed toodlessss

~Tammy<3

[buccini555]

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐈𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐬

⊹ ۫ . Tokyo Revengers Boys Reacting to Shy S/O Who Randomly Says Out of Context and Inappropriate Things

౨ৎ H e a d c a n o n s !

‧₊˚ 𝐹𝑡. Manjiro Sano, Hanma Shuji, Kazutora Hanemiya, Mitsuya Takashi, Chifuyu Matsuno and Baji Keisuke

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

"What?" He would say, looking at Y/N with a confused look.

It would probably take him some time to understand a double-meaning joke.

He would complement Y/N's jokes or random lines (Sometimes he would be even worse than her).

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢

"What the hell?" He would say, looking at the girl in disbelief, disbelieving that someone so quiet would say something atrocious.

After accepting the girl's speech, he would laugh at her without thinking twice.

Hanma would certainly say something much worse and more inappropriate than the girl to try to compete on who would say more things out of context.

𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚

It would take him a while to associate any inappropriate speech with the quiet girl, disbelieving for a second that something so random could come out of the mouth of someone so shy and quiet.

He would probably have a fit of laughter in front of everyone.

He would certainly say something much more inappropriate after hearing the girl.

𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢

He would definitely be embarrassed if he was in front of other people and would try to hide it.

Mitsuya would understand any kind of joke or double-meaning phrase immediately.

He would ask the girl to only be inappropriate when they were alone.

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨

It would take Chifuyu a while to understand a double-meaning phrase, but when he finally did, he would be a little embarrassed.

He would laugh at the girl since he definitely didn't expect any inappropriate speech from her.

"Honey, I don't think that's very appropriate." He would say with an awkward smile.

𝐁𝐚𝐣𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞

He would have a fit of laughter in front of everyone and then he would look seriously at the girl in disbelief.

After observing the girl for a brief moment of total silence he would break the silence by making a joke a thousand times more inappropriate.

"I didn't know you were the type of person who says inappropriate things..." He would say laughing with a confident smile. (🥵🥵)

[unluckilyimnot]

Hihi!!^^ Could you please make a bllk and/or bonten hc where she has a friend who always tries to one-up her to get her bf?

You can include all the characters you like and if you do, have fun writing it!!^^

Friend trying to win your bf over/talking shit behind your back

Characters: rindou, ran, mikey, chifuyu, wakasa,

Note : Hiii! Thank you sm for this request! I hope I did it well and you'll like it ! I did both bllk and tr but I'll do it for more fandom I write for bc I like it lslsls like genshin and windbreaker

Tell me if anyone want one with a character in particular (hc / one shot...)

Bllk ver.

m.list | rules

Rindou

Acts sarcastic around her all the time

Fake being interested then stop listening and ignore her

"Is that so ?" With a eyebrow lift and his face unbothered

He wants her to feel bad and like shit, seek attention she'll never have because he's more busy with anything else than her

He wants to feel 10 time worse than what she tried to make you feel

He's mean about it, giving her false hopes

But he never hides it from you, you know it all and honestly you're the one feeling bad for her

He has to remind you himself the shitty friend she is and that she deserves it

Ran

He's not that mean, he knows you like her dearly and does his best to not sighs when she talks

No needs to say that from the start he doesn't really like her

But when she starts talking shit about you behind your back, with him around ? He really got that she was on another planet

It got worse when she speaks to him directly, how she put herself above you, with a fake empathic smile

"Weird way to flirt with a taken guy, talking shit about his girlfriend"

He sounds unbothered but his eyes are cold while he drinks

He probably drink it in one shot and move back to you and tells you

Wakasa

Younger Wakasa would've probably killed her on spot

Older him is more composed, but not without thinking the same

He feels you tensed when she starts speaking about your common dance class, his arm tighten around your shoulders, as if he was asking what's up

His eyes turn cold when she ask him how bad you were at it after he came once

"Excuse me ?"

She sits up straight and, sadly, couldn't turn her gaze away from her when she wishes she had

"I think you're the only one remembering it that way."

He's not joking around when it comes to you, and she for sure regretting it when everyone stopped listening to her around the table

Chifuyu

He's silly and kind, it's good to be around him you get that and all your friends feel safe around him for this reason

But you never expect to one of them to turned it against you when he's just nice and making sure they're safe

You're choked the first time you heard her talking like this about you while you were go for a few minutes, with him sitting next to her

"I've never noticed though, I have no idea what you're talking about"

He plays dumb but you can tell in his voice is not joking around anymore

She's doesn't insist when you came back, but he makes sure to mention it so you can defend yourself

And when everyone take your side you felt slightly better, even more with him taking your defense without hesitation

Mikey

That's the worst idea anyone can have

Mikey thinks so highly about you, maybe a bit too much but that makes him your number one supporter

Looking down on you to try to win him over is the dumbest thing to do

He's quick to react, the second she pushed you down to her up, his eyes are on her and he's moving closer

"Talk shit about my gf one more time, I dare you"

He doesn't do anything else, doesn't touch her but that's because he respects woman and don't fight people who can't defend themselves

Or else he would've hit her in the face

"Get out while I'm still being friendly"

No need to say you never heard of her again