#mitsuya imagines

[aleapple1216]

Mitsuya, boyfriend material

"Mitsuya-kun is strong in fights, belongs to a club, is good at sewing, can cook, is the lead singer of a band, and has a playful side, so I think he has a lot of attributes. No matter how you look at him."

HOLD ON A SECOND NOW KEN WAKUI NEEDS TO EXPLAIN TO ME WHY IS MITSUYA A LEAD SINGER AAAAAAAAAA

[yuuuhiii]

sleepless nights

includes : takashi mitsuya x reader, 800 words , fluff

notes: couldn’t fall asleep so whipped this up:P

Takashi was wide awake. Only problem was it was well into the night. Luna and Mana were asleep. His mother was back from work and she’d have the day off tomorrow. So why couldn’t he just fall asleep?

It was you. Ever since the one time you’ve slept over. He can’t seem to fall asleep without you.

He groans, dragging his hand down his face, he throws his covers off of him.

He contemplates for a moment, should he?

Would you get in trouble?

Yet for once, he decides to just say fuck it. He throws on a hoodie and sweats, grabbing his keys.

He’s chewing on his lip, as he slides the curtain that separates his side of the room. He watches as his sisters sleep peacefully, a soft smile on his face.

He successfully exits his room, tiptoeing his way through the living room to find his mom on the couch. He sighs, walking over to her and pulling up the blanket that was over her.

He turns around and shuts the tv off, his heart is beating but he knows there’s nothing to worry about. His sisters and mother were sound asleep and his sisters would be taken care of. So he steps out of his house, locking the door and walking over to his bike.

Not sparing any time he gets on his bike, revving it and then he’s off into the night. The streets are not too bad, maybe only some cars, but it’s all peaceful to him. Despite all of that he’s exhausted, only thing on his mind being you and finally falling asleep. He drives swiftly passing street by street, knowing your home by memory.

Once he finally reaches your street he parks a little far from your house, knowing how loud his bike was. He gulps when your house comes into his view.

As he glances at your window he can see your silhouette. So he pulls out his phone sending you a text.

takashi💞

your parents asleep? 12:03 am

you<3

Yes why? 12:04 am

takashi 💞

open your window..? 12:04 am

Your eyes widen as you stare down at your phone, you run to your window, throwing open your curtains.

There’s Takashi, standing lazily with his hands shoved in his pockets as he smiles at you so sweetly.

“Hi baby.” He mumbled, sleep evident in his voice.

“ ‘Kashi! What are you doing here?” You whisper shout, your head shooting out of your window in every possible direction.

He chuckled at your reaction, already jumping up and inside your room. You stare up at him worried but his expression never changes, he always stared at you with so much fondness and admiration. It never failed to make you shy away from his gaze.

“What.” You whisper as he pulls your hands into his grasp.

“I missed you.” He whispered, carding his fingers through your damp hair.

You blush, he always stared so intensely with his lavender eyes, it made you melt.

“Is everything okay?” You look up at him and his heart skips a beat.

“Yea, I just couldn’t sleep…Can I stay over?” His hand reached your waist, rubbing circles on your sleep shorts.

“Yea but…” He immediately reads your mind when you look towards your door.

“I’ll be out before your parents wake up.” Your heart aches at the thought of him waking up early just to leave.

“Wake me up too okay?”

He’s ready to ask protest but you give him a stern look, making him laugh and raise his hands in defense.

Once it’s decided, you’re finishing up your skincare routine, rambling to your boyfriend that he’d caught you in the middle of it.

This past week you guys didn’t have a lot of time to spend with each other. You adored this small time you shared with him even going as far as doing your skincare with him.

Snapping cute photos of matching face masks, you both needed this. When he was with you, it’s like he could finally breathe. A big refreshing breath and a comforting fuzzy feeling was what you made him feel.

Once all was said and done you finally turned off your lamp, getting under the sheets with him. He lets out a long sigh, his arm draped over your waist as he memorized your features, engraving it all in your mind.

“Stop staring and sleep.” You whisper and he smiled widely.

“Can’t, you’re distracting me.” You push his face playfully turning around.

“Hey, that didn’t mean turn around.” He says in your ear, making you laugh.

He pulls you flush against his chest, shoving his face between your neck and shoulder blade. With one deep inhale he’s content.

“I love you.” He says so earnestly, you’re hot to the touch. He smiles at your reaction, letting your shallow breaths lull him to sleep.

When you were “sure” he was asleep, you uttered the words back, making Takashi squeeze you tighter against him, a pretty smile lacing his lips.

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[angelltheninth]

Motorcycle Sex with Mitsuya

Pairing: Takashi Mitsuya x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, rough sex, semi-public sex, sex on a motorcycle, teasing, neck kissing, cock riding

A/N: Motorcycles are an adrenaline rush when they're moving but what about when you're being moved on top of them?

The angle was awkward, the position hurt your back but the comfortable pressure in your cunt was too nice to complain about anything. Mitsuya grinned at you, his hand supporting you so you wouldn't fall off the shaking bike to which you were holding onto for dear life.

"I know you offered to teach me how to ride but... I didn't think you meant your cock." You tried to get closer to him but he pushed you further back and raised your feet up on the handlebars.

"Didn't plan to, but seeing you ride the the motorbike... it seems silly but it made me jealous. Watching your ass thrown back, your tits almost spilling out of my jacket... it got me so hard." He nuzzled his face against yours, his gray eyes almost black with lust. "I couldn't wait until we got home." He pushed up to his toes to be able to get in as deep as he wanted, his hard cock hitting your sweet spot over and over. He could get closer if he were able to get his pants down but that wasn't a great idea. Even this was risky to do in an empty garage.

There were sounds of cars and people rushing past outside but you wanted to focus on the slick sounds of your cunt being thrust into, and the scent of his jacket around you as Mitsuya kissed your neck and bit on your ear, "I'm getting so close."

"I can feel it. Come for me. All over this seat, let it soak up everything you have baby." He hoped it would, "Mark us both up." You never knew you had a possessive side to you until that very moment. You arched your back again, it didn't mater how awkward it was, you wanted to clamp down on his dick until he stopped moving on top of you as he spilled his cum inside your cunt. The motorbike kept rocking back and forth under your combined weight, his cock driving you insane as it sought to mark you just as you marked it.

He could give anyone a ride on his motorcycle but you're the only one who got to ride both his motorcycle and his cock.

[airbendertendou]

I'M IN RUINS! ♡ mitsuya takashi

synopsis : maybe he really is just that nice to everyone.

song inspo ; going dumb by stray kids, alesso, corsak

cw : baji!reader ; reader has their period, but no pronouns ; baji is referred to as your brother, but looks aren't stated ; more of a college-ish au ; kazutora favortism briefly got the best of me

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It's so unfair, you think. Being so close to him, yet not allowing to linger — it's disheartening. You ache ; suffer and beg and cry, thinking of your brother's friend.

Baji sighs as you frown at him. "Do you really need to go?"

"Why am I not allowed to?" You reply. You'd put on your cutest outfit and your favorite shoes. After hearing Mitsuya was tagging along to this little get together, how could you not? "I'm hungry and you're going to eat."

"You never want to go," your brother argues. You cross your arms and tilt your head, raising your eyebrows to look stern. It's the way your mom looks at him ; the way she gets him to listen. Keisuke clicks his tongue, "whatever. Come on, then."

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By the time Chifuyu pulls up to the meeting area, your stomach is aching. You shuffle where you stand, sending a meek smile to Draken when he looks your way. Kazutora is distracting your brother, giggling together as you wait for the last guest to arrive.

A rumble hits the wind, covering the chattering of the other guys and numerous shoppers. Lilac hair shines in the light and you hold your breath — he's here.

"Boys," Mitsuya grins as he parks his bike. His eyes slide to you, smile growing gentle, less teasing. “Hey, trouble. Make a last minute decision to come?"

You nod silently, holding your stomach and trying to hide your grimace. Mitsuya tilts his head curiously, but gets taken into a conversation with Draken. You tug on the end of Baji's hair, "I'm going to the bathroom really quick."

A chest is pressed to your back quicker than you can think. A hand — gentle and firm simultaneously — leads you to the left. Mitsuya clears his throat as you scowl at him. "I'll show you where the bathroom is."

You want to cry. You're absolutely mortified at what you discover. Your pee is red — the reason behind your stomach pain is clear. Your favorite bottoms are stained and you're unable to wear them now. Having your period is natural, nothing to be ashamed about.

But, Mitsuya noticed. He shielded your backside so that no one else would see the splash of blood.

Leaning against the stall's wall, you sniffle as tears drip down your nose. You'd texted Draken about your current problem — Keisuke had broken his phone just yesterday. The blond was your only hope at this point ; you hoped he'd read your text soon.

"[Name]," a knock to the bathroom door startles you. "Here. I'll wait for you, okay?"

Humiliation — Mitsuya had taken it upon himself to get you supplies. Taking in a stuttered breath, you fought to make your sobs unknown. You dab your face with toilet paper lightly before opening the door. Quickly, you snatch the bag you see and ignore the one standing in the doorway.

He'd gotten you a new outfit, too. The same color as your previous one, so that no one else would notice what happened. Your tears fell again as you situated yourself.

Once out of the bathroom, you sniff and avoid Mitsuya's gaze. Draken is leaning against the wall across from you, looking over you quickly as you walked to him. You brush your bottoms lightly, head to the floor as you stand in silence.

"No big deal," Draken reassures you. He pats the top of your head with a grin, "let me know if you want to go home, okay?"

Your nod is stopped by an arm wrapping aound your shoulders. Mitsuya squeezes you close to him, trapping you in the smell of his cologne. "S'all good, trouble. Tell us if you feel unwell."

The light catches through a window, shining on Mitsuya like a hidden halo. His eyes light up, his eyelashes curving against his cheek as he smiles. Mitsuya's nose scrunches as laughs at something Draken says. Peeking at you with his peripheral vision, he tilts his head.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“You’re so nice to me.” It's said before you can even think. Because he is nice to you — kind, welcoming and warm. Mitsuya squeezes you a bit closer before letting go of you completely. Chifuyu waves your way excitedly. Your small, "thank you," is covered by the noise of the restaraunt.

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Mitsuya had left the table not long ago. Keisuke shoves your shoulder, causing you to bump into Kazutora. The dual-haired boy gasps dramatically before shoving into your right shoulder, bumping you back into your brother.

Your giggles are drowned out by the sight of Draken shaking his head. Chifuyu speaks through his own laughter, "where's Mitsuya?"

"Flirting," Draken says with a roll of his eyes. Your smile fades, falling from your face slowly at the words. Draken lets out a loud sigh, "can't take him anywhere."

Baji grumbles into your ear, "I'll say."

Kazutora snorts, covering his mischivious grin with his hand. He lays his head on your shoulder, "oh, whatever shall we do with such a pretty boy?"

Your grin inflates again at Kazutora's casual teasing. You ruffle his hair, scrunching your nose as he scowls playfully at you. "You're a pretty boy, too, you know."

Kazutora's eyes widen, his cheeks pinkening at your words as he sits up straight. Your eyes slide across the table. "So is Chifuyu, honestly." You look to your brother and grimace, "don't know what happened to you."

Baji clicks his tongue before shoving you again. Kazutora catches you in a backwards hug, his forearm settling across your collarbones. "Be nice to [name], Baji!"

"Jus' cause you were called pretty..." your brother grumbles to himself.

The chair across from you is pulled out, a loud screech hitting the area you're in. Mitsuya plops down with a stone-faced expression, his eyes focused solely on you. "Enjoying ourselves, are we?"

"Like you can talk," Draken teases. The tall blond flutters his eyelashes and clasps his hands together. "Oh, it's you! From class! The fashion designer!"

"Can't talk to my classmates now?"

Chifuyu snickers, kicking your foot under the table as he does. You shake your head, sinking your chin below Kazutora's arm to hide your grin. Mitsuya eyes your position idly before tilting his head, "you both look comfy."

Kazutora pulls you closer, "[Name] thinks I'm pretty."

"I said Chifuyu was, too!"

The dual-haired boy hums into your ear. "But, you thought of me first."

"As fun as this is," Draken looks up from his phone. He sighs before pocketing the device. "Mikey is calling for us. Want me to take you home, [name]?"

"I'll do it," Mitsuya interrupts. He lets out a sigh, gaze drifting from you and laying on the table. "I'm going to check on my sisters, anyways."

You're waving to your friends as Mitsuya leans against his bike. You can feel him watching you, but you ignore his eyes to grin gleefully at Kazutora.

"He your recent crush?"

"What?" You blink, turning to face the lilac-haired boy. Mitsuya shrugs, making no move to leave as he gazes at you. "Kazu? He's not my crush, why?"

"But, you do have one," he steps closer to you. "A crush."

Gulping, you move away from him and to the back of the bike. "Maybe."

Mitsuya hums, "your brother know?"

"Why would I tell Keisuke about a crush?" You lean beside him now, frowning to the ground. Kicking at the sidewalk with your foot, you scrunch your nose. "He's horrible at keeping secrets."

He nods and you're hyperaware of the way his arm brushes against yours. It's like he's doing it on purpose — moving closer to you. "I'm not. You can tell me who it is."

"No thanks!"

"Why not?"

You grow silent, even as Mitsuya gets closer. His arm is behind your back at this point, his hand sitting on the seat of his bike. "You don't need to know."

"I want to."

"Do you have a crush on anyone?" As he doesn't answer, you finally look his way. Soft, dreamy eyes are looking at you. His gaze feels heavy ; heated as he stares your way. "Mitsuya?"

He blinks and looks away, "maybe."

"Would you tell me who it is?"

"Well, that's not fair," he leans closer, his lips brush against your ear, "is it, [name]?"

You freeze, eyes widening as Mitsuya tilts his head at you curiously. Staring at the ground, you think about it for a second. You think maybe I should tell him ; maybe it's time. Then your mind flashes back to before — to when Draken said he was flirting.

"Oh, is it someone from your class? The one Ken was talking about?"

Mitsuya doesn't answer — that means yes, you think. Downhearted, you frown and scoot away from him, leaving room to breathe. He doesn't allow that, though, scooting until your arms are pressed together once again.

"It's a friend," Mitsuya speaks up. He leans more to the left, his chin almost resting on your right shoulder. "A close friend."

You gasp dramatically, hoping to interrupt the intense atmosphere. "It's Chifuyu, isn't it? Knew it — he's irresistible."

Mitsuya snorts, rolling his eyes. You smile at the sound, oblivious to the way he gazes at you. He bites his lip, hesitant, but nudges the tip of his shoe against yours anyways. You meet his gaze — his eyes flicker from yours briefly before he smiles tenderly. "I'll tell you who it is. Eventually."

You trust he'll keep his word.

——♡—— idk abt a part two for this one... tbh i like how it ends. if youd like to b tagged / untagged in any tokyo revengers content, let me know! ♡

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[cannellee]

How would alpha mitsuya feel about a omega reader who treats his sister like they are her own puppy, like she accidentally scent them and clean them like a mother would with her own puppy, there something about omega reader feel to need to take care of the girls and doesn’t help that reader’s Instant takes over whenever she round the girls. Omega Reader even purring round the girls like her need are satisfy whenever she take care of the girls.

I hope this make sense. ✋😭

TOKYO REVENGERS OMEGAVERSE ☆

୨୧ alpha! mitsuya x omega! reader

— mitsuya's reaction to his omega taking care of his little sisters

my masterlist: ☆

(that was sooo cute, i loved writing this!! I hope you'll love it just as much!)

being mitsuya's girlfriend, and him being the responsible older brother that he is, you spent most of your dates at his place.

it didn't bother you in the slightest, luna and mana were angels and absolutely adored their big brother's girlfriend. you grew quite close, becoming a second parental figure in these little girls' life.

mitsuya loved to see you get along along so well, even going as far as spending time together building nests. you taught them how to gather the best items, scent them however they liked and assemble them together. exactly how your mother showed you the first time, but it mainly was an instinctive process, so you let them do their own thing. you stayed back, encouraging purrs leaving your throat to show your appreciation towards them.

the first time you scented his sisters wasn't actually planned. it just happened that mitsuya went away for a few minutes to buy ingredients for tonight's dinner, and luna hit her head against the floor after tripping.

panic took over you and you rushed over to her sobbing form, hiccups slowly forming even though she tried her best to suppress them. luckily it wasn't anything bad, it hurt more than it was dangerous, and you subconsciously scented her out of relief. omegas' instincts were particularly sensitive towards children, and it didn't help that luna and mana felt like a family to you now, now that the three of you were patiently waiting for the return of mitsuya every day.

upon returning back home, mitsuya cooed at the unexpected sight of his little sisters cuddling with you. they were bathed in his omega's sweet scent, peacefully snoring. he softly came up to you, gently kissing your smiling face.

the three of you looked perfect like this, mitsuya couldn't help but feel like he had attained the best domestic life he could ever hope for.

coming home to the sight of his lovely omega taking care of his two little sisters, loving them as much as he did... god, you looked so perfect, and it felt so right.

he particularly loved the way you would lightly scold them whenever they got in trouble or dirtied their clothes after playing. and the way you would call them over, zipping up their jacket before allowing them to go outside. you looked so good, so motherly. almost as if they were your own. seeing you were so comfortable with each other appeased him in so many ways.

you were always there whenever mitsuya had a gang meeting and needed someone to look after the girls. mitsuya hated that he had to leave them home alone, and knowing he had his cute and dedicated omega over eased his mind. still, he wished he could get to the three of you quickly. imagining the people he cared about the most at one place, worried him as much as it satisfied his instincts to know exactly where all of you were.

you were so vulnerable, mitsuya wanted to stay close so he could watch over you while you took care of luna and mana. he liked it whenever you played with his sisters, speaking to them with a soft tone omegas only reserved to their offspring. he silently watched you from a distance, a content smile stretching his lips.

you couldn't help it though, your instincts urged you to cater for those two little girls. they only had mitsuya as a parent, and despite everything, there were some things he could never give them, both as an alpha and a man.

what they needed was a delicate presence and maternal affection. and being nurtured by a gang member all their life, they quickly claimed you as their second parent, deeply appreciative of the care you showed them. and mitsuya couldn't feel more grateful for how gentle you were, how patient you acted while never giving up on their poor little family.

you looked like a married couple, nagging after energetic little pups and forcing wet kisses upon their rosy cheeks.

you would take a walk each day, with luna holding one of your hand and mana the other. the picture was perfect in mitsuya's mind. he walked a bit behind you to have a clear view of your surroundings, growing protective the moment you stepped outside. you let yourself be unaware and defenceless whenever he was with you, entirely focusing on the girls. mitsuya was a hundred percent dependable for that matter, as he would never let anything harm any of you.

coming home, you would wash their little noses and chubby hands, then tuck them in the nest you permanently built in one of the rooms. you smothered them with your scent, the polluted air outside having melted their already light puppy scents. you came to hate the lack of presence of either your or mitsuya's scent on the girls ; you had to claim them one way or another. the absence of their real parents pushed you to feel even more invested in their wellbeing and you couldn't help but want to claim them in a way their mother never did.

mitsuya swore he could have married you right here. he finally had the little family he wished for, linked together by a tender bond. will someone ever be able to love his sisters the way you do?

you're a literal blessing, like you were made for him and his little sisters. the ideal partner he longed for, the support he wished he always had when all those responsibilities became too much.

the way you dedicated yourself to him and his family like a doting omega, turned him into an even more enamored alpha. preciously treating you like his other half. you are someone he will never let go of. he knows he'll never be able to find an omega more suited for him.

and mitsuya couldn't lie when he saw you act that way, it wouldn't be true to say it didn't stir up some primitive instincts of his. you were such a capable omega, faithful and attentive, you had all the qualities of a dutiful mother. how could he not think of you that way ?

mitsuya was so ready to commit, to claim you the way a precious omega like you deserved. if your dream was to be a mother, then he'll make you bare his kids as soon as you'll allow him to, and help you take care of them, just like you're doing right now with his sisters.

he envisions you cradling your own pups in your arms, gentle touches soothing the cries of your baby, and mitsuya's loving and securing gaze falling upon you. the thought of his omega nurturing his children fills him with a primal sense of pride and possessiveness he can't shake off.

he just wants to see you embrace your role, completely indulging into his deeply hidden desires to build a stable family of his own. one he'll protect and provide for, the way his parents never did with him.

you'll love your children as much as you love luna and mana, and everything will fall into place.

[wolfiesmoon]

Photogenic

Mitsuya x photographer!reader (gn)

My mind was on mitsuya throughout the whole of photography class and i cooked up this idea😖💞

"Agh, no, come back..." you whined at the cat that slipped away just as you were about to take a photo. That photo was going to be award-winning! That stupid cat can't read the room at all!

You sighed, staring at the empty space the cat was in a few moments ago before turning around, still feeling a bit dejected. All your friends and fellow club members managed to get pictures of cats this week, but all of the cats have it out for you, it seems. You can never find a single one.

You started walking away, flipping through the few photos you took that day as you made your way back into the school, suddenly bumping into someone.

"Ah, I'm sorr-" you interrupted your own apology to get a good look at the guy you just bumped into. You recognise him. He's a club leader, you think.

"Oh, it's okay. Don't worry about it." The calm, gentle tone of his voice surprised you. He talks so gently with that appearance? Not that it's a bad thing, of course not.

"...Are you okay? You're staring at me really hard." He gently waved a hand in front of your eyes. You snapped out of it, feeling a little embarrased that you were staring. You didn't even realise it.

"Sorry, you just look really... photogenic, is all. My photographer senses are tingling!" He has an interesting face, that's for sure! In a good way. A very good way.

"Is that so? I never really thought of it like that. I don't take pictures of myself often, you know." He seemed a bit flattered at your unique compliment, smiling slightly at you.

A silence followed, and you suddenly got an idea. "Oh! Do you have some time? Are you busy?" You looked really excited, and he swears he saw stars shine in your eyes at that moment.

"Sure. I'm done with club activities for the day. Why?"

"For a photoshoot, duh! I was supposed to be taking photos of cats, but all of them have it out for me. And I've already established you're a good subject to photograph, too! Come with me!" You beckoned to him excitedly, already walking back outside.

Turns out he isn't half bad as a model, either. You did have a bit of trouble with the posing and your camera decided to be annoying and not save your settings so you had to recalibrate it, but you were eventually ready.

"I'm doing it in three, two, one." You snapped the photo, inspecting it.

"Ahhh... I was right! You look really relaxed and natural." Usually the first photos don't look too good since the (human) subject isn't relaxed or in their element yet. But not with him, apparently.

"Huh." He noted, looking at you with a relaxed smile.

"Let's take more!!" You suggested excitedly. Now you're getting fired up.

His eyes widened slightly when seeing your expression. You look really determined, almost scarily so. Though he supposes that it's good to be passionate about the things you love. He likes that in a person.

"By the way, what's your name? I realise I still haven't asked." You lowered the camera from your face after snapping a dozen photos, smiling at him.

"Mitsuya Takashi. Let's get along." He smiled back.

Oh, that means he wants to talk to you again, doesn't it?

How exciting. You can feel your cheeks getting warm.

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In the evening, your club went over all the photos you took as is procedure for the photography club. You usually sort the photos and discuss your intentions with them during this time.

"How about your photo- Who is that?" your friend questioned, clicking through the photos you took earlier. The guy in the photos looked vaguely familiar.

"It's not a cat, that's for sure." The club leader joked.

"Listen, all the cats hate me so I took photos of the next best thing. Mitsuya Takashi." You smiled slightly.

"How is he even remotely similar to a cat?" Your other friend questioned.

"They're both really cute, duh." You playfully rolled your eyes.

[chao-thicc-hcs]

Sex with them.

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sup. I got a little bit too brave and decided to go out of my comfort zone, so...here's a couple of headcanons that came straight out of my delusions. ( ͡❛ ₃ ͡❛)

Note: Those are characters that my custom wheel chose, cause I'm indecisive. AND I HATE THE WORD COCK IT'S DISGUSTING OIEFJOSPOSLA

reader is afab!

warnings: idk it's sex expect everything lmfao

genre(s): smut

All characters are 20+. MINORS DNI

Characters: Mikey (Sano Manjiro), Hanma Shuji, Baji Keisuke, Chifuyu Matsuno, Takashi Mitsuya

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Mikey is majority of the time slow. Painfully, teasingly slow. He cannot hold himself for long, because he yearns for your body and the warmth of your walls at every given second of his life, and just inserting his tip inside of you is capable of making him cum instantly. You are the only person who can get him to this state, who can give him the pleasure he always dreamed of. He wants to enjoy all of you as long as he can, even if he doesn't cum himself, even if it means he has to miss an entire work day, he just wants to feel you, or more precisely, your pussy that is sopping wet from him. His slow thrusts are sending waves down his dick and inside of you that pass by your intimate zones slowly, making the feeling more euphoric. His hands are always traversing your body, caressing it, massaging it, but his favorite part of you are your boobs. He whimpers softly. Mikey would always opt for the reverse cowgirl, doggy style or prone bone, because he enjoys watching your ass jiggle when he thrusts.

Baji is rough, unsurprisingly. And I mean it. He knows the difference between fast and rough, and is capable of driving you to tears from how mercilessly he pounds into you, grunting and growling like a wild animal. He has a steady grip on the fat of your hips at all times, moving your hips with the same rough pace he usually keeps up. He loves choking you and biting you, leaving marks all around your body. Baji wants to see you cry from pleasure, he adores the way your face is all red, your eyes are shut close and watery from the way he is manhandling you. Baji opts for positions where he can see your face, he adores how you grimace and scrunch your nose from the overwhelming pleasure he's capable of giving you. He loves holding the back of your head while squeezing your hair and licking your lips, or even nibbling on your lower lip, and of course, landing a hard slap on your ass, boobs, or thighs.

Chifuyu is a sweetheart who will ask you 15 times if you're okay with what he's doing. He's invested more in your own pleasure and is willing to do anything to make you cum. He isn't vocal in terms of moaning or whimpering, but he is vocal in terms of praising you. He wants to be dominated and wants you to take the lead most of the time, choke him, pull his hair, and if you tell him he's a good boy or an obedient pet he will literally cum in his boxers. He's submissive af lmao. Chifuyu is slow and sensual, but increases his pace once he hears you moan for him or instruct him to. He loves, loves, LOVES you riding him and just being on top of him, overpowering him. He loves seeing your entire body move in rhythm with his movements, and he wants you to place your hands on his neck, and even land a gentle slap on his cheeks.

Hanma will fucking bend you. He loves degrading and humiliating you, calling you his own whore, slut, doll or something. He's going to try and bend you into positions that will initially hurt your thighs, but he will massage them with his lean fingers while pounding inside of you, and these positions are the reason he hits your g-spot with every single thrust every.single.time. Mind you he's going to keep his signature grin, chuckling at the sight of your gaping mouth, and he will stick his fingers inside of it. He's a fucking menace and loves orgasm control. The way you grunt and grimace in disappointment when he denies your climax makes him go feral. He just knows when you're about to cum even when you don't tell him, and he stops you from doing so. And he's going fast, squeezing the back of your thighs until there's blue bruises from his fingers. An absolute ass slapper too fr.

Mitsuya makes you custom lingerie and always makes sure you have it on during sex. He always makes them brighter colors, so he can see the wet stain your pussy leaves on your panties the moment he shows you his hard dick and/or massages your crotch through the fabric. He even prepares you panties with a special hole in them, for easy access. Mitsuya adores to fuck you on his work table while youre laying down on your back, making it shake and tremble as he plunges inside of you, and at the same time admiring your body in the lingerie. The bra is always see-through, with a special harness in intricate shapes that enhance your chest area. He's fast, but at the same time sensual and considerate, trying not to inflict any pain to you. Mitsuya changes his pace frequently, he might go like an animal, and out of nowhere he will go slow, just to tease you and make you groan in frustration. He's capable of ripping apart the lingerie to pieces, but he doesn't want to ruin his work, so he just sticks to pulling the straps of the panties or garters. Adores eating you out and making you squirt, then sticking his tongue out to gather as much of your juice as he could.

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secret lover

character: mitsuya

content: fluff, gn reader

synopsis: mitsuya seems to have gotten into a relationship and the boys are determined to get him to confess who his secret lover is

wc: 529

hello! i’m somewhat back so have this short drabble i thought of because im having mitsuya brainrot <33 my skills are rusty so im sorry if its wonky,, hope you enjoy!!

“C’mon mitsuya just tell us who the lucky person is and we’ll leave”

“Yeah mitsuya it wouldn’t hurt to tell us y’know, your BEST friends”

“Guys i genuinely have no idea what you’re talking about. Just go home already.” mitsuya said, backing up into a corner by his friends, to which mikey pouted, draken and baji scoffed, and pehyan pointing an accusatory finger at him,

“Nuh uh, i saw you holding hands with someone after school when you said you were too busy to hang out with us.” 

Mitsuya sighed, sweat collecting along his hairline. It was because of that accusation that caused the rest of the toman founders to storm into his club room, demanding who this secret someone was that was causing him to be ‘too busy’ to hang out with the boys.

“It’s not like we’re gonna freak out that you’re in a relationship mitsuya, just tell us.” draken calmly said.

“The bigger question is why are you here draken. You’re not the typa guy to hound on me like this.”

“I’m curious. And also so that these two idiots don’t do anything stupid.” draken explained, head tilting to refer to both mikey and baji. 

Just as mitsuya was about to defend himself once again, the doors to the club room swung open revealing an exasperated student, clutching onto their shirt buttons.

“Taka-kun! This is an emergency! My shirt button popped out and i can’t possibly walk around school with my chest exposed for the whole world to see!” you cried, hoping to be met with the open arms of your boyfriend, but soon stopped in your tracks seeing your purple haired lover being cornered by four other boys. 

“Uh- am I interrupting something here..?” you asked slowly, confusion evident on your face. The toman founders turned their attention from you to the poor boy cornered in between them. Said boy was flushed, his face and ears turning a light pink colour, eyes casting downward in hopes of avoiding the other boys’ gazes. 

“So, taka-kun, mind introducing who this lovely person is?” baji teased, wrapping his arm around mitsuya’s shoulder and directing him to you. 

Mitsuya clears his throat, removing baji’s arm and walking towards you, his shaking arm wrapping around your waist tightly, almost as if to ground and calm himself down. 

“This is y/n, y/n these are my friends. Now come with me, lemme fix your shirt for you.” mitsuya guides you to his work table while he turns his head behind to mouth a ‘get out’ to his friends. The boys snickered before they finally left the club room and flustered mitsuya alone.

“I’m sorry taka-kun, i didn’t know your friends were here.” you apologised to your boyfriend, a cute pout making its way to your lips. To which mitsuya chuckled and placed a gentle kiss on your lips.

“That’s alright my love, i was gonna have to introduce you to them sooner or later.” mitsuya smiled at you and gave you a small pat on your head. Although, it wasn’t the way mitsuya was planning on introducing you to his friends. He was definitely going to kick their asses later.

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yandere!mitsuya takashi x crush!reader

tw: stalking, obsession, threatening remarks, cursing, gaslighting, your normal yan things♡

I’ m not too proud of this piece, but I can’t bring myself to discard. So, here it is if you like it.I also planned to add more friction and more stalking bits but :( I thought it ended on a cute note and didn’t have the heart to keep going. Enjoy what you can♡

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You had been on Mitsuya’s radar for a long long time now.

Ever since grade school, you both ran with different crowds, so it was hard to get close to you. For years, Takashi has watched you from afar. He knows more about you than anyone, he would bet.

He knew what foods you prefer, which foods you hated, and how you like them seasoned. He knew your favorite shows, he watched them all. Which character troupes you fall for (even knew that ‘Big brother type” guys were your thing), your love language, and how you choose to spend that love. he even keeps track of your monthlies … He knew your size in clothing, down to the specific measurements. Don’t ask how. He knew the shampoo you used, how often you showered—- but still, it was never the right chance to actually talk to you.

Mitsuya Takashi was a fool.

He told himself this every, single, day. He was a fool for not befriending you sooner, before you grew into a relationship with some idiot. It made his blood absolutely Boil.

Mitsuya Takashi fucking hated your boyfriend.

Mitsuya Takashi hated your boyfriend more than absolutely anything. At first, he assumes is was a little crush. A fling even, between you two. I mean, he was an obvious dope. No good qualities about him and it was obvious that as time went on, you wanted less and less involvement with the relationship.

It was also obvious you were scared to leave.

He was furious when he would see the two of you holding hands when you’d walk to school, or go on a date. He wasn’t mad at you, you only craved attention. And it was only fair that you should be admired. But he would damn anyone who dared to take you away from him.

It took time, but Mitsuya found a way to control his rage when we witnessed the two of you together. He had been patient for so long, he could wait for this stupid fling to pass.

It was weird though. Mitsuya really did know everything about you. He could tell when you grew bored of a subject in class, he could tell when you lose interest in a series after it became mundane, he knew when you would start to wander. And he could see it, clear as day on your face.

You were becoming more and more impatient, the longer your relationship went on. Of corse he didn’t know all the details, but he did know that you weren’t into it anymore. He knew you were strong enough to break up with the fool anytime you wanted. So why didn’t you?

That thought kept tripping Takashi up for a few days. He too was growing impatient. What was taking you so long to drop the sack of shit?

He simply couldn’t understand. Until one day, you came in with a look he had never. Not once. Seen on your face before.

Fear.

Alarms start to blast in his ears. What did you need to be scared of? Why were you looking over your shoulder like you were avoiding someone? Like you were trying to avoid someone. Like someone was following you.

You’d never caught Takashi stalking you, even an after all these years. He was good at what he did. So this was all the more concerning to him.

By now, you two were older and it was easier to talk to people outside of your group troupe. But he still couldn’t tell if now was the best time to try threading himself into your life. He weighed the options over and over.

There’s nothing to lose, he concluded. Worst case scenario you ignored his friendly advances. Sure, it was better for you to not even know who he was than for you to consider him a creeper, but he was determined.

Mitsuya took note of the times you were and weren’t around the parasitic form that loomed over you, and decided during lunch would be the best opportunity.

“Ah.. um, y/n, right?” Takashi called out to you, gently. You turned, full attention to his lilac gaze. “Yeah.. um… Mitsuba, right?” You asked with a kind smile. A tinge of pain hit him, but he recovered with a playful laugh. “Close, Mitsuya. Mitsuya Takashi.” He introduced himself with a casual bow. You did the same, and waited for him to continue his inquiry.

“Say… you like Tokyo Mew Mew, right?” He asked. He knew you were into it, you had a cute little Pudding* figure dangling from your school bag. It was basically public knowledge. You blushed at his question. It was a bit childish, and being into anime at this time was target enough for bullying. And Mitsuya Takashi looked like a bully.

“I guess…” you muttered, looking away. “Hm.. my little sisters are really into it, you see…” he mentioned, taking in your figure this close nearly made his heart beat out of his chest. He could actually smell you. Touch you, if he was so daring.

“Well, I mean, they really want to see the new movie that’s coming out. I don’t really know anything about it,” he lied. “They said they’re too embarrassed to go with me, and my mom’s too busy with work to take them..” he rubbed the back of his head as though he was about to ask something of you.

Unsure of how to respond to this complete stranger, you shift your gaze between your fiddling hands and his chin, unable to meet his eye.

You knew better than to do that.

“So I figured since you like it, yo-“ before he could fulfill his master plan, you paused him from talking further by placing your hand up gently.

“I’m sorry… I have to go…” you bow, your gaze shifting between something else entirely, and your fiddling fingers.

He could read your face as clear as glass: you were uncomfortable.

Scared.

Mitsuya narrowed his eyes, testing to see if he could tell where your gaze was wondering to. He couldn’t possibly scare you that much, could he?

“Oh, right… um, well, here,” he said sheepishly. “You can still have the ticket, I don’t think I’ll see it on my own. Consider it an apology for taking up your time.” He gave his best charming smile, pushing the movie ticket into your hands before you could refuse. Oh god, he almost gasped at the feel of your soft hands…

Your hands were warm, from all their fiddling. A little clammy, given your nerves. But so soft. Your hands were so soft and he didn’t want to let go. This was definitely a test of his willpower. But the touch lasted less than two seconds, before he traced his finger tips against the back of your nail beds to release you.

Immediately though, as though his touch was painful, your eyes widened like saucers. That same scared look took over, and your gaze again drifted. He pretended not to notice, instead turning on his heal to follow your gaze. “See ya,”

Making his exit, he followed your gaze to a sickening figure that shadowed the hall. The bastard himself; your boyfriend. Mitsuya knew how to read the way he was looking at you. The way he was glaring at you. At you, Mitsuya seethed. He’d expected to see the son of a bitch’s glare directed at him, if anyone.

That glare.

Takashi had to physically take a breath to hold back the blooming hate in his chest.

How Dare he look at you like that?

Mitsuya reminded himself of his surroundings after someone called his name, and suddenly everything was back to full motion. He hadn’t realized how blinded he was just a moment ago.

Still. The gears in his head were processing full throttle. What was he glaring so disgusted about? Why did you force a smile and apologize so sincerely to him? When you had done nothing wrong, what was he obviously blaming you for? And why was it that in one of the hottest days the week forecasted, you had on your long sleeve uniform top? You almost stood out amongst the school of sweaty teenagers.

Slowly each hint lined up perfectly, but still no evidence. There needed to be proof. He couldn’t just kill someone without good reason—-

well, he could, and he Definitely Would.

In fact, he might.

That look he gave you was reason enough.

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Despite what one might think, Mitsuya Takashi was a gentleman. He truly loved you. Fully and unconditionally. He’d walked you home from school practically every day. Every day he could, revolving around his sisters and gang, of course.

He could mostly only check on you when you were sleeping, and would leave just after. He never spied on you while changing. Takashi wanted to wait for that.

His heart couldn’t take it, he decided a long time ago. But that was a long time ago.

A lot was taking up his attention these days, though. Toman’s been having a lot more challengers, and Luna was just starting to get into harder mathematics. And Takashi was nothing short of a team player. The best big brother. He had lots of responsibilities, yet he couldn’t help fussing over you too.

Now look, Mitsuya really did want to walk you home everyday. He used to, in fact. But there was just too much he was forcibly needing to attend to. His family always came first. And once the time was right, you would become part of that family. And until then, he had to keep up appearances, responsibilities, and the gang.

Today, Mitsuya decided he had the time to walk you home, too. You walked home with the parasite, but he did like the idea of finding out where he lived, pay a visit perhaps. Unfinished business, and all. He walked a distance, and made sure to keep unseen, until the walk home became a detour to a crowd less street.

That was the only explanation for how he didn’t know about all of this until .. now? Right fucking now?

“Are you trying to hurt me that badly? Really?” your boyfriend sighed, angry and teary eyed.

“No, it isn’t like that,” you tried to explain. “He didn’t mean anything by it. Just a friendly gesture-“

But he cut you off by yelling at you.

“Friendly my ass, he’s been drooling over you for years y/n!”

You rolled your eyes.

“You’re just making that up… I’ve never spoke to him once before today.”

Yet it wasn’t convincing enough. “No, I get it. You told him something you shouldn’t have, didn’t you?”

“I didn’t tell him anything, I …. I haven’t told anyone, I promise.” You seemed to look away.

Mitsuya could see the both of you from his hiding spot, see both of your expressions as you both fought. Finally, you guys actually might break up, and by his unintentional influence? What a dream come true.

Excited, Takashi listened in further, hoping to hear your magic words.

“Really? I think you’re lying.” Your boyfriend nabbed out short.

You gasped sharply when he grabbed you by the root of your hair and tilted your eyes up to face his pissed off look.

“I think you’re trying to leave me behind. You want to leave me so bad. You hate me so much. Wish I would drop dead, even though I’m the one who looks out for you,” he scoffed.

“You would be a target without me. I hear the way the girls gossip about you. How you can’t put together an outfit to save your life. How clumsy you are.”

Your boyfriend gives you a pitiful smile, rolling his thumbs over your cheeks.

“No one talks badly about my baby though. I protect you, I always do.” His expression darkened as he frowned. “But you can’t stand being with me. You just won’t get that stupid idea about breaking up out of your stupid fucking head.”

The whiplash that snapped its way through Takashi’s system was unreal. The wind knocked right through him when he finally caught back up to reality.

Red lights were blaring in Mitsuya’s vision, yet on the outside, aside a hitched breath and a glare that could kill, Takashi was composed and poise. Out on a mission to kill, and he had his prey, and prize both locked in sight.

“Ooi, Y/n-chan,” Mitsuya casually yawned in a greeting to break the muggy tension of the empty school yard.

Your boyfriend visibly rose to full height, which was somewhat taller than Mitsuya. It’s fine. If Mikey has taught anyone anything, it’s to not determine dominance on size.

Takashi Mitsuya was going to rock this guys shit.

“Thought I’d come around to ask if you’d reconsider ‘bout that movie tonight.“ he lied with a sickly sweet smile your direction.

Like your boyfriend simply did not exist in his line of sight.

“Asshole. You got a lot of nerve.” Your boyfriend spoke down to Mitsuya, completely blocking you out of his way.

A nuisance. An obstacle.

—-One that commonly makes your life harder. The same guy who belittled you and kept you complacent. With his threatening words and god knows what else.

“You’re talking to My Girlfriend, I think you’ve forgot.”

“Don’t give a shit who you are,” Takashi whipped back, a look of murder flares his expression red.

“Not’a very respectful way to talk to your partner, someone aught’a teach you some fucking manners.”

Takashi grinned in your boyfriends confused face, the crazed feeling of hate swirled in Mitsuya’s chest, he reminisced in how much he hated the son of a bitch in front of him.

Just before Mitsuya’s instincts took the better of him, and began what would have been a series of combination martial art memoirs. He realized you were still wide eyed and stressed by the conflict before you. He could see you were about to jump in, to try and divert the friction.

Takashi Mitsuya knew what kind of person you were, and loved you for it. Almost instantly, Takashi found himself composed from that wild instinct to kill, from fit in his sheep’s clothing. To be the guy who you needed when things were dicey. Someone reliable to depend on because no one else in this world has ever looked out for you before. Before him.

A fake, kind smile spread on Mitsuya’s expression when he stepped-in uncomfortably close with your boyfriend.

And he whispered.

“You’re going to pay for the shit you’ve done to y/n. She’s not about to see any of that though, you got that you piece of shit?” Takashi’s voice seethed with poison.

“Get the fuck out of here before I dislocate your fucking femur. I swear to god, I can make it look like you just passed out while you lay here winded and unable to call for help while you can’t feel anything below your fucking-“

“M-Mitsuya…” you called out, feigning confidence.

He loved that look.

Mitsuya patted on your boyfriend’s shoulder, soon to bask in the look of primal fear sweating through his shirt. “What.. the fuck is wrong with you? Fu-fucking psycho…” your boyfriend sighed, fumbling to make a few feet distance between him and Mitsuya.

“Please… no more tonight, seriously!” You spoke up, taking a belittled stance closer to your boyfriend.

But Mitsuya gently took your free hand, halting you further.

“Y/n… he’s ready to back off, you don’t have to keep hiding behind him.” He spilled out, his words catching on to your boyfriend as he high tailed his way out from your sights. “I don’t have to be anything to you, but I can’t sit quietly while I know you’re hurting like this. I won’t. So please, let me look out for you, unconditionally.”

“I meant it when I said my little sisters were into Tokyo Mew Mew,” Mitsuya chuckled to ease the awkward tension, pulling out his extra tickets. “Only part I lied ‘bout was not knowing much about it. Binged it the other week, ‘n I’m actually caught up and pretty stoked to see this movie, too.”

“We can still make it, if you’re up for it.”

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♱ 𝑭𝒕. Takashi Mitsuya

𝟎𝟏:𝟒𝟔 𝐀𝐌 - "Are you awake?" Mitsuya questioned sending you a message.

"It's early in the morning Mit, shouldn't you be sleeping?" Awakened by the sound of the notification without your cell phone, you replied Mitsuya, still sleepy.

"I need you so bad, right now." The boy responded as soon as he saw your message, making you smile unassumingly when you saw him so interested in meeting you.

"Do you want to see me now?" You asked.

"Right now, I need to see you so bad." Mitsuya wrote quickly.

"Was your day that bad?" You knew he had had a tiring day, Takashi used to spend hours in that studio, that afternoon was no different as he was working on his new projects.

"Get ready, I'm coming to get you." As soon as you read the message, you immediately went to do what Mitsuya recommended, then you got out of bed and took a quick shower, using the best-smelling products possible, you had bought a new dress and couldn't miss the opportunity to wear it. In doing so, the black dress with cutouts and gloves fit perfectly on your body. When you were finishing your makeup with lip gloss, you heard the sound of a motorcycle outside your window, already knowing who was waiting for you.

You checked your clothes in front of the mirror and immediately went to answer it, opening the door and finding yourself with a bouquet of flowers in your hands, that scene made butterflies form in your stomach. "Are you going to stand there and watch me?" You smiled, inviting him in while the taller man looked from top to bottom, but, before accepting the invitation and entering your house, Takashi put those red flowers aside and approached you, holding your face and making you maintain eye contact with him for a brief period of time as your cheeks burned from the shyness you felt.

"You look beautiful in that black dress and those gloves." He practically whispered speaking in a calm tone of voice.

"D-did you like it? Thank you." Looking away, you asked as he still held you gently.

Mitsuya laughed, giving a sideways smile. "I liked it, that dress looks perfect on you, how can you not look beautiful? I'm sure it's not possible." Soon after, he completed his speech. "You're perfect, it doesn't matter! All clothes look good on a body as perfect as yours, but this one, wow... I'm going to have to be honest in telling you that I'm in love with you."

You smiled silently while he still admired you. "Arh, Mitsuya, it's just a dress! What are you trying to do by praising me so much?"

"I want to stay here with you, can I? Hmm?" He said, caressing your face, getting even closer and making your heart accelerate and so, without much of a rush, Mitsuya sealed your lips with a kiss that was immediately reciprocated by you, with each movement, you were already starting to run out of air without you. wait Mitsuya just held you, picking you up and entering the house, placing you under the sofa and finishing kissing you right there.

[mitsuyeaah]

sit back and relax.

— takashi mitsuya x gn! reader

cw: none, just fluff

a/n: wrote this bc ya girl is sick atm :”(

“baby, why are you doing the laundry? i told you to not move a muscle and just relax.” takashi huffed, concern washing over his pretty face as he grabbed the laundry basket from you. “i’ll be fine, taka. it’s not like it’s anything serious.” you brushed him off, sniffling from time to time as you spoke because of your blocked nose.

takashi told you earlier to sit back and relax because you had come down with a cold, it wasn’t too serious and you could still get on about your day for the most part, or so you thought.

your husband lifted a hand and pressed his palm against your forehead, letting out a gasp, “you’re burning! come on, i’ll do the laundry. i’m taking you back to bed.” he placed the basket down and led you to your shared bedroom, wordlessly, you let him take you there.

you didn’t want to argue with him any longer because you knew takashi was stubborn about these kind of things, especially when it came to taking care of you.

he grabbed the over-the-counter medication from your night stand and handed them to you, along with a glass of water.

a heavy sigh escaped your lips as takashi tucked you in, the soft mattress and fluffy pillows already pulling you into a sweet lull. “mhm, you’re always so sweet to me, taka… i want to take care of you too.” you mumbled against the pillows as you turned your body to face him.

takashi kneeled by the side of the bed, just beside you, gently caressing your face and pushing aside loose strands of hair, his lilac eyes filled with nothing but love. “and you will. but this time let me take care of you, okay? i’ll do the laundry now, do you need anything else, baby?” takashi placed a gentle kiss on your warm forehead before standing up.

you grabbed his wrist, a weak grip encasing it, “i just want you here next to me.” you sniffled and looked up at him with a pleading expression before letting out a small cough.

warmth blossomed throughout takashi’s chest, you looked so cute. the way your eyes looked up at him with such want made his heart race a little faster, “okay, i’ll just do the laundry real quick then i’ll be with you in a sec—“ “nooo, forget about the laundry. just cuddle with me here.” you meekly tugged at his wrist, bottom lip slightly jutting out.

how could he say no to that?

takashi let out a soft sigh but climbed onto the bed with you, nonetheless. you held the blanket up, inviting him under it and into the warmth, a small smile of victory forming upon your lips.

you faced your husband and scooted closer to him before throwing an arm over his stomach and snuggling close to his neck. you couldn’t inhale his scent due to your blocked nose but you knew he’d smell just like lavender and vanilla.

takashi turned his body to you and pulled your figure closer to him, one hand stroking your hair as he hummed a random tone to help you sleep.

“sleep with me here, ‘kay?” you mumbled against his neck, earning a soft hum of agreement from takashi. with that, you closed your eyes and let yourself drift off to sleep.

“i won’t go anywhere, baby.”

the last thing you heard before sleep fully took you away were takashi’s soft hums and the calm steady pace of his heartbeat.

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Takashi Mitsuya Showing You Some Much Needed Love and Affection

Pairing: Takashi "Taka" Mitsuya x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, kissing, comfort, affection, cuddles, praise, touch-starved!Reader

A/N: Need me someone like Taka to hug me and tells me I'm doing good.

Taka has affirmations of plenty to give you when you're feeling down, he has little siblings and friends who need encouragement so it's almost like second nature to him

When he notices you tugging on his jacket he takes your hand without a hint of hesitation

Texts you a lot through the day to tell you how good you're doing

You don't have to tell him you want a hug, he'll hug you as soon as he sees you, a big hug where he nuzzles against your shoulder and then pulls you onto the first free seat and onto his lap

Doesn't matter who teases him for it, when his girl needs reassurance he will give it to you and he will kiss you

Maybe he is showing you off a tiny little bit but that's secondary to reassuring you that he loves you

When Taka gives you his undivided attention you find yourself playing with his earing, touching him so casually and without a second thought

His heart almost breaks when he sees how you melt against him just from the fact that he placed his hand on your lower back when you kiss

It's not that he's trying to deepen it, he wants to hold you, he wants you to feel him close, that's all there is to it

Makes sure to praise you a whole lot when you tell him you've rarely experienced it

Calls you a good girl as a teasing, and slightly lewd joke but the fact that your eyes started watering at that made him say it daily, along with calling you sweetheart, love, sugar, all to make absolutely sure you know you're worthy of praise and love

[just-cofffee]

His heart danced to the rhythm of her smile, a feeling that grew with every glimmer of joy on her face. Making his heart beat faster every time she laughed. As if her happiness were the key to his own. It was like a balm to his troubles, a light in the darkness. He barely dared to look her in the eyes. He felt like a coward, unable to take the first step. After all, she was the twin sister of his friend Takemichi.

Although Takemichi and you were siblings, you always stood out as polar opposites. While he was sentimental and expressive, you seemed reserved and calculating. Seeing your smile or hearing your laughter was a rare gift he treasured. He could play the role of a clown just to see you squint your eyes when laughing or even just smiling. One thing he always admired was your kindness, even if you seemed distant, cold, and even calculating, soon would come the moment that would seal his love for you, it was when he saw you helping his younger sister, lost in the park. In his desperation, almost on the verge of madness, you appeared, accompanied by a little dog that he supposed was yours, with that unmistakable style of yours. From that day on, his admiration for you turned into something deeper: a silent and passionate love that grew.

Gradually, Mitsuya began to ask Takemichi questions about you. Takemichi noticed Mitsuya's growing attraction to you, but chose to remain silent.

Mitsuya knew exactly how you liked your coffee and what your favorite café was. Often, "accidentally," he would send you coffee through Takemichi, pretending that he didn't want any more. He also knew your favorite cookies and your food allergies. You didn't know how he had discovered all your tastes, but he always pleasantly surprised you. When there was a gathering, Mitsuya made sure to avoid the foods you liked the least.

Mitsuya knew that after lunch, you usually went to the library and headed to the last window at the back, where you lay down and slept for about twenty-five to thirty minutes. However, that day, something unusual caught his attention: you weren't in your usual spot. He couldn't remember any specific reason that could have disrupted your routine. He was starting to worry…

His heart seemed to stop when he felt a presence beside him, someone sitting and looking towards the library, just as he had been doing moments before.

"Don't look for me there anymore, today I don't feel like sleeping, Takashi," your sweet voice resonated in his ears, leaving an echo that persisted even after you had finished speaking.

For a moment, Mitsuya felt as if he were in a dream or on the threshold between life and death. Had he fallen from the terrace and was experiencing a vision before dying? He didn't know for sure, but in that moment he felt more alive than ever.

[xoxozoro]

can i take your order?

synopsis: you are barista

characters: chifuyu, mitsuya, kazutora

genre: fluff

warnings: none.

masterlist.

chifuyu :

chifuyu was living a cliché. he knew it, his friends knew it and probably all of the regular customers of the small coffee shop knew it.

but could you really blame him?

you were just so... pretty...

with your lips of a lively pink, your cheeks full and bright, your eyes so mesmerizing that he could stare at them for hours and your hair that were pulled back into two messy braids with your loose strands of hair that swept back and forth over your face.

what was there to not like about you?

"chifuyu...? are you there?"

your angelic voice brought him back to earth, his cheeks covered of a small red hue at the sound of his name coming from your mouth, "y-yeah?"

you let out a soft chuckle at his stuttering, a smile plastered on your lips, "the usual?"

"yes, please"

he first started to talk to the pretty girl behind the counter when he first found the coffee shop. ever since that day, after weeks of trying to figure out your work schedule, chifuyu showed up every morning when you worked, ordered the same thing every time and spent half an hour talking to you.

"say 'fuyu, you own a pet shop right?" you asked, writing his name on a cup with a sharpie.

"yeah! it's the one down the streets" chifuyu confirmed, paying his order and putting a generous amount of yen in the tip jar.

you continued scribing down on the cub making him frown, his name was not that long to write... "so if i wanted to adopt a little kitten, i could come see you right?"

chifuyu's eyes widened at your words, a bigger smile on his lips, "yeah, you totally could! actually there's a cat that makes me think of you every time i look at it."

it took him a second to realize what he had just said, but when he realized he quickly look away from you, missing the red on your face.

"well," you spoke again, trying to ignore the burning sensation on your face, "we should get coffee together sometimes… so you can tell me more about the cat that makes you think of me."

"uh?" chifuyu looked at you once more, grabbing the cup you were handing him your fingers brushing with his in the process.

"call me" you smiled at him before turning around to take the order of another customer, the coffee shop being abnormally filled for a thursday morning.

the boy looked down at his cup, and if he wasn't blushing before, he surely was now.

chifuyu♡ 178-003-0000

falling in love in cafés was so damn cliché.

mitsuya :

"mitsuya! i was starting to think that you weren't gonna come today!" you smiled at the pretty boy in front of you.

the boy smiled as you started to enter his regular order on the computer, "come on, you know i can't start my day without looking at your pretty face."

"you guys disgust me." a voice rang from behind you. you rolled your eyes at your coworker.

"stop it! they're so cute together!" your other coworker, kyo, an hopeless romantic, squealed at the scene.

you shook your head at the two, "we're not dating, kyo."

"not yet" mitsuya mumbled quietly, glad that you didn't hear him say that.

"please," kyo rolled her eyes, "you rejected the hotness guy in the world yesterday, because 'you had a boyfriend'- so try to tell me that you weren't talking about pretty boy over here."

mitsuya widened his eyes at what he just heard, what guy?

you scoffed at your friend, "he was the dumbest boy i've ever met, he even bumped into an old lady! plus i've got my eyes on someone else"

"wonder who that would be?" your "against any form of love" coworker sarcastically said.

the boy frowned as he sat down on a booth beside the window, living you with your friends. when he thought he had forgotten about the guy asking you out yesterday a loud irritating voice echoed in the small shop, disturbing the calm atmosphere of the place.

"come on babe," a tall guy with a buzzcut was leaning against the counter looking at you with a cocky smile, "just give me a chance."

"like i told you yesterday," you tried to keep your calm and politely rejected him, once again, "i have a boyfriend."

"i don't see him anywhere~" he pushed once more.

"he's behind you." mitsuya stood behind him, his coffee long forgotten on a table, the other guy turned around to look at him, "i get that you have a little crush on my girl, but we have a plane to catch... so flirt with her when she gets back, yeah?"

the former gang member gave you a look making you mumbled a quick "be right back" to your friends, before joining your 'boyfriend' in front of the tall guy.

"let's go, love" he place a hand on your lower back leading you outside the shop, then to his car. he then opened the passenger door for you to take a seat, closed the door, before walking to take a seat in the driver seat.

"um... where are we going?" you asked as mitsuya started to drive away from your work place.

"at the airport"

"okay... but why?"

"we have a plane to catch."

"a plane to go where, exactly?"

the boy glanced in your direction a smirk on his face, before grabbing your hand in his. he brought your intertwined hands to his mouth and placed a small kiss on your knuckles, "we're going on a date, princess."

you glanced at your intertwined hands before looking at him, when did driving a car became so attractive?

"with a plane? where are we going for that date exactly?"

he gave your hand a small squeeze, "anywhere you'd like."

kazutora :

"if you keep staring at her like that she might call the cops on you, you know?" baji's voice brought kazutora out of his trance.

the boy quickly snapped his head away from you, looking at his two friends, "god- she's so pretty..." he banged his head on the table his cup of hot chocolate in hand.

chifuyu glanced over kazutora's shoulder, taking a sip of his coffee, "so that's why you wanted to close the shop earlier... to stare at a girl from afar?"

"yeah, man!" baji agreed, "there closing in like- 5 minutes and all you've been doing is look at her and giggle like a little girl."

the lover boy rose his head from the table, begging them to quiet down, "you can just yell that when she's just behind us! and besides i'm not here to look at her... i'm here to enjoy a coffee with my friends."

The friends in question shared a look, "yeah no, you're totally here just for the girl."

kazutora groaned, banging his head on the table once more.

"she's still in school right?" chifuyu asked watching you doing homework on the counter.

"yeah... she's a med student"

"a studen~" baji smirked at his friend, "damn you are some kinky bastard-!"

kazutora hurriedly placed his hand on the boy's mouth, preventing to say anything else, "she's 24! and stop yelling!"

"oh~ she's walking over here- act normal." chifuyu stated making the boys straighten up, trying to look as normal as possible.

"kazu? you coming?" your soft voice rang through the air like honey.

"...kazu...?" baji and chifuyu looked at his friend, who's face became redder after each passing seconds.

"y-yeah!" the said boy got up from his seat, glancing at his two puzzled friends.

baji stood up from his seat, "wait- where are you going?!"

chifuyu grabbed the boy's arm, trying to force him back in his seat, "baji-! don't-"

"we have a date!" you smiled at the two, your hand lazily wrapped around kazutora's arm.

"...a date?"

"yeah..." the lover boy looked away from the pretty girl, "i brought you guys with me so i wouldn't look dumb while waiting for her to finish her shift."

he mumbled a small "see ya" to his friends, before placing a hand on your lower back, leading you outside the small coffee shop.

"so..." you looked up to the boy, a cocky smile on your face, "how's my "kinky bastard" doing?"

lowering his face in defeat, his face reddening at your words, "please don't say that..." your laughter echoed in the quiet street, sounding like a melody to the boy's ears.

"god i feel so used..." baji grumbled walking in the opposite direction of the two love birds, along side chifuyu.

"you'll get over it." his friend patted his back, rolling his eyes at his dramatic dementor.

note: this is my first writing so please be nice!

[g0kotta]

SUMMER

Mitsuya thinks the girl working at a convenience store near his house is kind of cute.

Fluff, bad humor. Around 1k words

Mikey hits Mitsuya on the back and lets out an over exaggerated yawn. He tries not to push the shorter friend away from him as they walk towards the small convenience store that was owned by an elder man who treated every Toman member as if his own grandchild. They started going to that store when they just formed Toman since everything there was cheaper than in other stores and it was a great deal especially for young punks like them who did not have a lot of money.

“We need some good snacks.” Mikey whines. “I don’t want crackers anymore. They’re dry and disgusting.”

Draken pulls Mikey away from Mitsuya and raises a brow while looking at the president of Toman. “If you have some money to buy better snacks then please do so.”

“Actually, Shinichiro gave me some cash today. So we will be eating good, boys.”

Baji pushes the door open and confidently walks into the store with the other boys, yelling out the old mans name to say a hello, but instead they see a girl their age sit behind the cash register with pyjama pants and an oversized hoodie.

“Who are you?” Mikey points his finger at her. “And what did you do to the old man working here?!”

“You mean my grandfather?” You raise a brow as you look all of the boys up and down.

While working at a convenience store, you find yourself meeting a bunch of interesting people who come in and out of the store. Some of them are regulars, stopping by for their daily coffee or snack, while others are just passing through. As you scan their items and make small talk, learning about their lives and interests. Some people are extremely nice and some are a bunch of weirdos who you hope to never see again, like for example a man who comes over to the store after his shift. Which does not sound weird, but when you realise it’s a man in his sixties dressed up as a clown buying a bottle of whiskey and complaining to you about how kids are a bunch of pieces of shit who should not exist at all, it does raise some concern. Though you only see him on Saturdays around 6PM.

What you haven’t seen before though was a young boy pointing a finger at you and blaming you for making your tired grandfather disappear. You heard stories about these boys from your grandpa, but never actually saw them, because you did not want to spend your free time at a convenience store. But your money has been getting low and you wanted to buy some new clothes before summer ends, so you decided to work for your grandpa for the summer.

“Sorry about him.” A tall guy with a tattoo on his head bows down a bit and grabs his friend by his shoulder dragging him away. The other’s scatter around the store looking for something to buy for their movie night. As you scan all of them once again you notice the boy with purple hair and a light bulb shines above your head.

“You’re Mitsuya, right?” You ask and he quickly turns around with a smile, answering with a yes.

You grab a bag full of sweets and give it to him.

“Pops said to give it to you once I see you. He bakes them fresh every day. Said your sisters like them or something.”

You notice how his eyes light up and he grabs the bag from your hands with a “thank you” and a bow.

“Please thank your grandfather for me. My sisters do enjoy his pastries a lot.” His eyes caught your own and you realise that they’re a really pretty colour. One you haven’t seen on other’s before or even if you did, you did not pat any attention to it. But something about Mitsuya is different. In a good way.

That day the boys leave with bags of snacks and you find yourself thinking about the boy with purple hair.

———

A few days pass and Mitsuya comes back again. This time without his friends, but instead with two little girls hanging around his arms. He introduces them as his sisters and you find it extremely cute how close they are to their brother and how they do not want to leave his side at all. But what you don’t expect is one of them giving you a compliment while you were scanning their items.

“You’re really pretty.” Luna states and you almost drop the can of tomato soup.

“Oh, thank you.” A smile finds a way onto your face and your cheeks have a rosey colour to them now. Receiving compliments from elders, or young boys will never be the same as receiving compliments from kids. Elders lie through their teeth, while boys just want to get with you, girls give you compliments and then talk shit behind your back. But kids.. Kids are ruthless. They always spit the truth. “You and your sister are prettier though.” You wink at them and as Mitsuya looks at you smiling at his little sisters he realises that you are very pretty indeed. How your eyes started to shine after his sister gave you a compliment and how cute your crooked smile was.

After they leave Mitsuya thinks to himself that he needs to come there more often, even if he doesn’t have a lot of money in his pockets.

———

The third time he comes, he’s there alone. He only grabs a pack of gummy bears and a milk carton.

“That’s a weird combo.” You raise a brow and tilt your head to the side.

“Don’t say anything about it.” He sighs.

“You sure this is safe? You won’t be running to the toilet in like five minutes to shit your guts out?”

“You have a foul mouth.” Mitsuya starts to laugh. “The gummy bears are for Luna and Mana, while the milk is for my mom.”

“My bad.” You smirk. “Thought you were a weirdo for a second there.” And Mistuya laughs again.

As you look at him laugh, you start to realize that he's kind of cute, and you feel a flutter in your chest. As he leaves the store you find yourself waiting for him to come back again.

And Mitsuya makes sure he does just that. He just needs to make a plan how to get your number.