#the yakuza's guide to babysitting

[mx-sinisters]

@animangacreators; challenge seventeen

cafe amc challenge; melon milk, a character you find refreshing ➤ tooru kirishima

[romancemedia]

Anime Romances + First Meeting

[hatsumishinogu]

The Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting Vol.10

[shizukais]

sugihara receives praise from kirishima~

+ bonus:

[yeetus-feetus]

Tripple crossover

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These are my 3 favourite anime's atm, I binged these with my younger cousin (along with yuri on ice, but that doesn't fit here lol) and now I can't stop thinking about them. Thanking my cuz for the new brainrot <3

[thewritetofreespeech]

Could I request Toru Kirishima's s/o seeing his tattoos for the first time and getting inspiration for her art from it?

“Take your shirt off.”

Toru stopped dead in the middle of what he was doing for a second, then returned to it with a cheeky grin. “[Y/N]-chan, not here in the middle of work…”

“It’s not for that.” They replied with a stern look. Which in turn deflated Toru’s expression because this wasn’t going to be as fun as he wanted. “I want to see your tattoos.”

His expression perked up again, this time in surprise, at their request. No one, or at least no sane person, asked to see a yakuza’s tattoos. “Why do you want to see them?”

“I’m working on a series based on Sakuragi family tattoos. You’re the only one besides Ryota who has a decent one.” They explain as they opened up their sketch pad to get ready.

But Toru felt uncomfortable.

“I don’t think the boss would go for that. He doesn’t like our tattoos on display.” The boss’s rules were simple: you had to get them, and they had to be able to be covered. Toru had already been pushing the line with his arm & wrist tattoos. Discretion was the better part of valor for the boss and he needed soldiers who could blend in when he needed them to.

“I already cleared it with him. He said it was fine.” Shit. “He said as long as I don’t copy the actual tattoos, and use them just for inspiration, and don’t use anyone’s names, I could do it. Now take your shirt off.”

He felt backed into a rock & a hard place, but if the boss said ok Toru didn’t really have a means to refuse them. So he took his shirt off.

Standing there, with his back towards them for a while in silence, Toru finally spoke up, “you’re not doing the whole piece now are you? I’ll have to pick up the little lady from school soon.”

“I’m just working on a rough sketch. And it’s only been 5 minutes.” Toru sighed. “Did they hurt?” They then asked him. Seemingly out of the blue. “When you got them?”

“As much as when my ribs got broken by that baseball bat? No.” He told them. “But…yes, they hurt.”

“Why do it then?”

Toru had to think about it for a minute, over the sound of their pencil scrapping. Sure, the boss and families usually require it when you joined. But it wasn’t just that. “I wanted to belong.”

There were a few more moments of pencil scratching before [Y/N] announced, “I’m done. You can put your shirt back on now.”

“Why do I suddenly feel so dirty?”

[Y/N] chuckled as they came over to him and gave him a peck on the cheek while he buttoned his shirt. “Your support of the arts is appreciated. I’ll see you later.”

“I don’t even get to see it?” He asked incredulously.

“You can see it when it’s done.” They told him. “Just like everyone else.”

“I thought being the boyfriend of the artist got you perks.”

“It does.” They told him. “Your canvas gets to be bigger.” They kissed him again and then were off.

Toru didn’t see them for a while after that, but that was pretty normal. When they were working on their art they would disappear for days on end working on whatever project they had envisioned. Finally, one day, he got a call that the piece were ready and that they were going to do a small show at a local gallery and invited everyone to attend.

Everyone, of course, couldn’t come (that would be a little excessive for the small space) but Toru, Sugihara, and the boss all came to see what [Y/N] had been up to. They were right. His canvas was bigger.

“What do you think?” They asked. Slinking up beside him, like they were any other patron and not the artist.

“I don’t get it.” He answered honestly. “But then again I’m not an art buff.”

[Y/N] snickered at him. “You really don’t have any opinion?”

Toru stared at the painting some more. A large, black dragon. Imposing, intimidating, wailing with its jaws open at the sky in terror perched on a mountain. But then, at its tail, it looked at this it had been ensnared with sakura branches. Delicate, yet strong. The pink flowers a stark contrast to the bleak sky. The parts of its tail it had bound to slowly turning it white. “I like the flowers at the bottom.”

[Y/N] laughed again. “Always the direct one, eh?”

“How much is it?”

“I’m selling it to people who can actually pay me.”

“I can pay you.” Toru snarked back.

“I wouldn’t take your money.”

Toru huffed. “So my skin is good enough for you, but not my money?” Some of the more upper crust patrons gave them funny looks at their conversation.

“Do you really want the painting Toru?”

“Yes.”

“Then I’ll give you the original one.” They told him. “This is a duplicate. I always planned on giving the original to you, if you wanted it. I just didn’t think you’d be so up in arms about it.”

“I’m not ‘up in arms’.” He argued. “I just like the painting.”

“Then you should have it.” They agreed. Giving him a smile and squeezing his hand. “I have to go talk to some other people with money now. Don’t run off without saying goodbye.” Toru nodded and went back to staring at art and sipping his drink.

What was that old saying? He may not know art, but he knew what he liked?

“Do you think [Y/N] would be mad if I took this off the wall now?” He asked Sugihara when they were alone. To which Sugihara told him emphatically yes, but he still considered it.

[sattosugu]

kirishima tooru in every episode 

the yakuza’s guide to babysitting 1/12

[cheesecakemermaid1048]

Okay,seriously go read kindergarten wars.I am on only chapter 3 but it's already winning me over.If you are looking for something,similar to spy x family,The Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting,and buddy daddies.This is manga for you.It has everything romance,guns,cute kids.What more could you want?

[kohhomaru]

I been seeing lots of amazing au from different fandoms, and after watching Kumichou Musume to Sewagakari (The Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting) this just gave me a good idea of a modern day au ! I wish for a world where everyone is alive as their own person, but mob life cause they looks cool, but also a bit of slice of life into it . Now with baby yuji, nobara and megumi for the cuteness!! I also wanna add ´reader / y/n ´ as a person into the au for you guys to feel more immerse with the au but I have yet to think of how to add them into it.

I think I am doing this right but it is just an idea!!!

[kakasheesh]

i'd like to thank whoever keeps giving fangs to fictional men, they're doing god's work

[romancemedia]

Anime Romances + Coffee Date

[hatsumishinogu]

The Yakuza's Guide to Babysitting Vol.11

[shizukais]

[lord-shitbox]

having the time of my life

[newtypezaku]

Too good for the fridge, we’re framing this

[thewritetofreespeech]

Toru kirishima x reader

Toru Kirishima x reader + suits

“Yaeka-chan, don’t you think it’s time for bed?”

The tiny red head shook her head. Continuing to draw her fourth picture of the evening. “Nm-hm. Not until Daddy and Kirshima get back.”

You giggle a little as that had been her same answer for the past hour.

It wasn’t often that you had to babysit Yaeka in Kirishima’s place. It was rare that his attentions needed to be taken away from his primary duties as her guardian. But, every now & then, Kirishima had to fulfill his duties as first lieutenant of the Sakuragi family. It must have been something important to pull both him and Sugihara away for the evening with their master. Of course, they didn’t tell you what the something was; just that they would be back later and hope that this wasn’t too much trouble.

It wasn’t, as Yaeka was a very good girl. In fact her only complaint of the evening was refusing to go to bed while she waited up for her father and friends. She’d already bathed, ate her dinner and vegetables, done her homework, brushed her hair. It was clear she was ready to go to bed the second they got home, but not a minute before.

You honestly couldn’t say no to her with how persistent she was being and that adorable, serious pout as the men in her life kept her waiting.

The distant sound of the front door opening & closing peeked Yaeka’s interest immediately, and she listened for a moment before shuffling up and bolting out of her room. “Oh? I guess their back.” You muse to yourself as you get up and follow after her; at a much more adult appropriate pace.

“Welcome back Daddy! Kirishima!”

“Yaeka? What are you still doing up?” Sakuragi-san asked. Nearly drowned out by Sugihara’s whines of ‘I’m here too!’.

“She wanted to wait up for you all to come home.” You reply, as you come up behind Yaeka and put your hand on her head. “Apologies. I know it’s a little past her bed time, but since it wasn’t a school night I thought it wouldn’t do any harm.”

Sakuragi-san seemed to ponder this for a moment before he nodded once in approval. It was done now. Plus, you could tell he was stoically excited to see his daughter before she went off to bed as well.

“Yaeka-chan! Yaeka-chan! Look! I got you some yummy cakes from the reception. They were really tasty, so I wanted you to have some!” Sugihara exclaimed. Inserting himself into the conversation and offer the box (and his love) to the young lady.

“She can have cakes tomorrow.” Sakuragi-san announced. Deflating Sugihara’s spirit and attempt to win Yaeka over. “Right now it’s time for bed. Come on Yaeka. I’ll tuck you in.”

The little girl beamed and took her father’s hand as he walked her back to her room for bed. It was an incredibly touching scene.

You turn back around to find Sugihara gone (probably off to put his rebuked cakes in the fridge for tomorrow) and you alone with Kirishima. “Thanks for watching her. I’m sure it’s not how you wanted to spend your evening.”

“Don’t…” You stammer out as you feel your face flush. “Don’t mention it…”

“What’s the matter?” Kirishima asked. Eyebrows jutting up over his glasses curiously. “You’re acting weird.”

“N-Nothing!” You lie horribly, but apparently Kirishima wasn’t going to stop staring at you until you told him what was up. “You…it’s just I’ve never seen you in a suit before.” His eyebrows jutted up higher, with a confused ‘hn?’. “You look….nice.”

The blunette seemed taken aback for a moment, before he smirked in typical Kirishima way. “You think I look nice hn?” You growl lightly, and bat Kirishima away as he leaned in teasingly at you. “Well, maybe I’ll wear this next time we go out. I have to thank you for watching the little lady after all.”

“You don’t have to thank me for that.” You tell him. Cheeks still pink.

“Maybe I want to.” You can feel your pink cheeks getting even redder with that smirk pointed towards you. “Let me walk you to the train station. We’ll talk about where we want to go on the way.” He opened the door for you and walked you to the station, just as he promised.

You kept glancing over at him, with that tint on your cheeks, and Kirishima kept teasing that if he knew his suits had this much of an affect on you, he’d have to wear them more often.