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[cheesus-doodles]

i wonder how izana is like if he had a s/o during the time when he was the black dragon leader

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i have actually answered this previously in these Relationship HCs ! and this is also the case in my red dragonflies AU, former gang leader reader is actually Izzy's s/o when he was the black dragon leader - have linked the masterlist up top cough

but because I like to rant, here are some more thoughts about yan black dragon-era Izzy and you, which can apply to both regular reader and gang leader reader!

Izana was probably already very unstable and jealous during his time as the 8th Gen Black Dragon leader, what with the entire situation between Shinichiro constantly talking about Mikey, and learning that the Black Dragon gang would go to said boy instead of him. Combined that with him having found you as an s/o, someone that Izana would see as his, something that he could finally own and keep to himself without having to share (unlike the whole situation with Shinichiro), no doubt that it wouldn't take long for Izana to swing into yandere tendencies, becoming extremely overbearing and overprotective over you.

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With you around, there is a very clear difference in Izana's mannerisms and general behavior. Almost a personality flip in fact, it's night and day how he acts in your presence and when you aren't present. After all, there's a certain way that Izana wants you to perceive him as, and then there's everything else - so this white-haired boy would be sure to carefully tailor and adjust how he acts around you to what he knows you like (to a certain degree of course). As long as you don't threaten the status quo, as long as you keep by his side and his side only, your precious Izzy is whoever you want him to be. Loving, kind, doting, he can almost seem to read your mind and predict your moods.

Knows how to make you feel better after a shitty day, knows what to say and what to do to get you falling heads over heels for him over and over. But don't let that fool you into thinking that you were beyond his manipulation, because nope, not a chance. If he even has the slightest doubt that you were drifting away from him, or worse, thinking of leaving him, expect for Izzy to start subtly tearing you down. He wouldn't sound any different from what he usually does, cooing, low, soft murmur, but the things that slip from his mouth; it pokes at your insecurities, stirs the doubts you have about yourself. Yes, you were the most beautiful person he had laid eyes on, but did you think that really extended to everyone? Surely, surely you know that only he can love you like this? You couldn't possibly survive away from his side the way you are, right?

In his mind, Izzy is only doing it because he loved you as much as he did - you were made for him, like he was made for you. He couldn't live without you, so even if he had to hurt you a little, it'll all be worth it. You'll see that it was all for you.

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Wouldn't be uncommon to see him roaring down streets, both city and mountain ones alike, on his motorbike with you clung to his back and with no specific destination in mind - just likes to spend time with you, brings you anywhere that you want to go. Besides, the delinquents in the city, be they Black Dragons or rival scum, know better than to stare at the two of you. Loves light, airy places, so be prepared to spend a lot of time just hanging out together on rooftops and mountains, somewhere where you can feel the breeze through your hair, where Izzy can get you all to himself. All your attention being on him is the best kind of date.

There's no such thing as privacy, period. He absolutely needs to know everything that happens in your life, and anything less would earn you a full tantrum and fit. Put simply, its either Izana is there, hovering next to you and keeping one violet eye on all your ongoings, and no doubt this baby boy has someone (cough Inupi cough) tagging you from a respectable distance when he isn't free. That is, on top of having unfettered access to everything on your phone; call logs, messages, photos. Nothing is secret from him, why would it be? What do you have to hide from your partner?

You don't go anywhere new without Izzy. Why do you have to? What were you hiding? Your future husband would be happy to take you anywhere you have to go: cafe, the new department store downtown, even festivals. So unless you were trying to hide something from him, why wouldn't you want him to go along? Don't you know how dangerous it is out there? What if you get jumped by a rival gang? Needless to say, keeping presents a secret from this boy isn't a walk in a park.

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Everything else that Izana doesn't think you would approve of seeing would be done out of your sight. He doesn't like having you see the darker side of your boyfriend, the one that deals with weapons and drugs, the one that beats people, both civilians and his own gang members alike for the mildest of perceived infringements against you. You were too soft, too delicate for that. What if you got scared off? What would he do if you became frightened of him?

Instead, all his rage, all his hatred, he poured into the Black Dragon gang, leading them down darker and darker paths. The entire world was scum as far as he was concerned, trash that he had to beat and flatten into perfection so you didn't have to foul your hands and feet.

Sure Izana couldn't keep Shinichiro to himself as much as he desperately wanted to, the first time he truly found family - the source of a lot of his anger and jealousy. He hated Mikey, and always will, for stealing his older brother. But you were perfection, divinity, and you filled the hole in his heart; you didn't have to see that side of him if you just stuck by his side and returned his love. You were the only thing giving stability to a very fragile Izzy, and god only knows what would happen to him if that stability ever left. Izana would give you the sun and the moon if you wanted them both, all he asked for in return was your loyalty.

[atsumwah]

hanma : i'd kill for you ♡

y/n : ...

hanma : please ask me to kill for you

[authorluvgxbby]

Mystery Girl

A/N: hello my luvs! I am happy to say that I am finally back. I had decided to take a break from writing due to school being a bit overwhelming, but overtime I have come up with a lot of new stuff to share with you all! And for now, I'll continue to deliver current and future requests sitting in my mail cause i love doing those for ya'll so, by all means, enjoy!

Genre: Fluff, slight crack

Rindou x Reader

Everyone could agree that Tenjiku, along with its four heavenly kings, were made of the strongest and, quite literally, the most brutal gangsters of the S-62 generation. However, within the gang, everyone could only see each other as nothing more than a bunch of idiotic misfits. 

For example, in the eyes of their fellow gang members, the Haitani brothers may be the supreme rulers of roppongi, but deep down they were just two siblings who got on each other's nerves and made it everyone else’s problem.

It was no secret that the older Haitani was a menace to his little brother and took every opportunity he had to tease Rindou. At first, it was annoying, but over time, it was like daily entertainment for Tenjiku to watch the two brothers bicker. 

Today was no different. 

Rindou was peacefully slouching along one of the beat up couches of their dingy warehouse hideout, eyes glued to his phone, while Ran stared holes into the back of his brother’s blonde and blue locks. The silent question bubbling in his mind: what is he doing so long on his phone? 

This matter particularly disturbed the Haitani, since his brother was less of a socialite, especially when it came to social media. Yet, here he was, messages open, while texting an unknown individual that HE didn’t know about? This was indeed quite odd. 

“Rindou,” he calls. 

No answer, just the sound of his thumbs tapping against the device’s screen.

Huffing, he calls once more, “Rindouuu.” Still nothing.

“What could he be so fixated on?” Kakucho voices next to the older Haitani.

“I don’t know, but I don’t like how this person is getting all this attention from my little brother.” 

That’s when the lightbulb goes off, sparking an idea from the older brother’s mind, his signature mischievous smile spreading on his lips. Sighing in pity, all Kakucho could do was watch as Ran carried out his usual wicked deeds towards his little brother.

One swipe was all it took to snatch Rindou’s phone from his hands, which he quickly responds with an empty grasp of air.

“What the fuck Ran?!”

Ran ignores his sibling as he takes a closer look at his current messages to the unknown stranger. He gasps, and there’s a temporary silence that swells in the air.

“Who is it from?” Izana questions, turning everyone’s curiosity to the brothers.

“R-ran, give it back dammit!” Rindou growls, trying to land a hit on his brother but failing miserably.

Squinting at the bright screen, he takes a moment to register the conversation. His eyes widened,“It’s…”

Izana raises a brow “It’s?”

Ran clears his throat, “….it’s from…a girl?”

The gang was silent, mildly in shock, as they turned to the currently blushing dual-colored younger brother.

“Wait Rindou…,” Mochi voices, breaking the intense silence, “since when do you talk to girls?” he questions.

“Damn straight!” Ran says. “And more importantly, why didn’t you tell your dear big bro?” he whines, throwing a puppy look in his direction.

“Cause’ it's none of your damn business!” Rindou groans, snatching his phone back from his menacing brother’s clutches.

“I always thought the dude was more on the other side of the fence…if you catch my drift,” Shion says in wonder, while Mucho nods in agreement as he glances at Sanzu.

 “I AM NOT GAY!” Rindou shouts, heat growing to his cheeks. “And even if I was, I would rather take the information to my grave than tell any of you idiots.” 

“That’s rather offensive Rindou.” Kakucho frowns, folding his arms and shooting him a pointed look. “We may have our differences, but we’re a gang. Comrades, actually. You could’ve at least said something.” 

“What he said,” Ran interjects, throwing a thumb over to Kakucho beside him.

“So who is it you are talking to that has your undivided attention,” questioned Izana.

Ah, the big question.

Everyone stares, waiting for an answer from Rindou.

He sighs dejectedly as his shoulders slump.

“You know what…you guys already know too much anyway so I might as well…” pinching the bridge of his nose, he breathes in deeply. “She’s my girlfriend.”

Safe to say everyone was completely dumbfounded by the news. 

Especially Ran.

“OH THE HORROR,” he cries dramatically, hand clutching his over his heart as he raises a hand over his head.

“Well…that was…unexpected.” Mutters Kakucho.

“Didn’t think he had it in him.” Mochi shrugs.

Just as fast as the comments swirled, so did the questions as well.

“So…what’s she like?” Shion asks.

Now everyone had huddled around the couch where Rindou had seated himself back on, as he continued to text you. 

“An angel from heaven,” he quickly slaps a hand on his mouth. 

“Gross.” Shion sticks out his tongue. 

“You really are smitten huh?” Ran quips, grinning like a fool. 

“Please, shut up.” 

Bzzz!

y/n: you mind if I drop by? I wanna see you before I go home.

Rindou smiles.

Rindou: Sure babe, I’m at the hideout. I’d like to introduce you to the gang if that’s all right?

y/n: sure! On my way  <333

“She’ll be here soon, so stop asking me about her already. You guys are annoying,” Rindou shoots glares at everyone before going back to staring at his phone. 

“Rin rin? Are you here?” you called out sweetly, voice reverberating throughout the rusty walls of the warehouse. 

Everyone pipes up at the new voice, with Rindou being the first to greet you with open arms and softness in his smile. You run towards him, crashing against him as your arms immediately encircle around his waist, burying your face into the warmth of his tenjiku uniform. 

“Rin! I’ve missed you!” 

“I’ve missed you too bubs,” he mumbles in your hair, planting a kiss on your crown. 

“ ‘Bubs’?! Rindou what the fuck type of lovey dovey shit are you on dude?!” Shion cackles from behind.  

However, it isn’t long before he is face-to-face with you, slack jawed at your beautiful appearance.

Before he could even hit you with one of his newest pick up lines, he immediately hits the ground, face smooshed into the harsh, dirt floor with an imprint of fist on his exposed cheek.

Meanwhile, you stood above him, your once soft gaze now darkened with a menacing aura surrounding you. 

“Don’t you dare talk shit about my boyfriend you prick. You got something to say, you say it to my fuckin’ face.”

The sudden change in attitude was one thing, but having the ability to knock out Shion was different. Especially a girl.

“Did she just…knock out Shion?” 

“Way to state the obvious Kakucho.” Izana mocks, grinning at the misfortune of an unconscious Shion.

“Rindou, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DUDE!”

Ran gasps, pointing an accusing finger at his little brother. “She’s beautiful AND can fight?”

“At least she isn’t like his previous relationships where he ends up getting used or dumped.”

The blatant statement wasn’t too far off either. Ever since Mucho had joined Tenjiku, he had taken notice to Rindou’s frequent change in women overtime in the gang.

Shrugging, he ignores the whole scene while continuing his game of shogi with Sanzu.

“Alright, enough you guys!” Rindou sighs, walking over to you and embracing you from behind. 

“Sweetheart, please don’t worry about them, this is normal. No need to get upset,” he whispers, kissing the shell of your ear. You pout, turning to face your boyfriend. “Rindou, if I were you, I’d beat their asses, but since it’s fine with you then it’s fine with me.”

Nodding, Rindou kisses you on the forehead, smiling sweetly. “Thanks beautiful.”

“You two mind go getting a room, because I can’t stand that new couple shit. Makes me nauseous.” Mochi groans.

“Agreed,” everyone said in unison.

[hoetani]

In which you’re mad at them!

Characters: Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani, Sanzu Haruchiyo

Warnings: angst -> fluff, profanity? (17+ Blog)

A/n: Done v quick and v late into the night, forgive my errors pls

➵ RAN HAITANI

Your angry mutters of violence echo in the kitchen, they make Ran wince. Not because you’re threatening – you possess the intimidation of a baby kitten. It’s more that he hates it when you’re upset with him.

When the cupboard door slams shut, he knows he needs to act fast. Slipping behind you, hands perched on your waist, he leans over placing a small kiss on the juncture of your neck. You shiver under the touch but that nasty scowl still permeates your pretty face.

“I’m sorry baby,” he whispers, hugging you tighter in an attempt to soften you up. It works, although your grumbles don’t cease, you melt into his touch, a significant sign that he isn’t beyond saving.

You both stay wrapped in each other’s embrace for a few minutes before you finally pull away. Your anger had softened into disappointment, and somehow he found that marginally worse, “I didn’t mean to make you upset.”

“I know,” you sigh, “It’s okay.”

“It won’t happen again,” he promises solemnly, a hand raising to his heart in all seriousness.

Suppressing a smile, you pat his arm affectionately, “It better not. It’ll take you more than a few sweet words if you pull this shit again.”

➵ RINDOU HAITANI

“I’m not doing this with you right now,” you mutter, wrenching your coat from the wall and shoving it on. The fizzle from the unresolved fight still lingers in the air, crackling between you dangerously.

“And where do you think you’re going?”

The source of your agitation demands from the other side of the couch, hair messy from running a tensed hand through it every five minutes. He’s standing too, arms folded across his chest. Usually you’d take this opportunity to ogle his muscles but right now, you’re too worked up.

“I need some air.”

Within the seconds it takes to untangle your set of keys, he’s eliminated the space between you, blocking the exit. Staring down at you, stone faced and unmoving, you would be intimidated if you hadn’t been waking up to it every morning.

“Move,” you say eerily calm. He doesn’t even flinch.

“You’re not going out this late by yourself.”

Before you can even open your mouth to retort something unpleasant, he beats you to it.

“Curse me out all you want.” he says, “You can leave in a huff in the morning.”

There’s no way you can force him to move, so you drop your coat to the floor, watching his stiff shoulders drop slightly at your surrender. As you stomp to the bedroom, you hope he follows.

It’s a little while before you hear his trailing footsteps – probably giving you time to cool down, you almost smile when they stop at the door. Snuggling deeper into the covers, you wait patiently for the show. The jingle of the nob draws out a curse from the man as he tries again and again, but to no avail, the door remains locked.

“Really?”

➵ SANZU HARUCHIYO

“Whatever, I can’t do this right now,” you say as you slip into your pyjamas. Something so seemingly insignificant somehow spiralled into a full blown argument. Both of you are on edge, still teetering from the harsh words spat at each other, but that doesn’t stop the fatigue from hitting you like a train, even Sanzu has to suppress a yawn to maintain his intimidating look.

“What do you think you’re doing?” He asks as you flit around the room collecting a pillow and a blanket.

“What does it look like? I’m sleeping on the couch.”

“Like hell you are.”

“Just try and stop me,” you sneer, the rage from before settling in your stomach tenfold. Who was he to pick a fight with you and then make demands? But those words seem to light a spark in his eye, within a second he’s stalking over to you. It takes all your courage to suppress a gulp.

Trying to remain unaffected you send him a scathing look when suddenly the world tips upside down.

“Put me down!” You yell, fists pounding against his back. He ignores you, making his way back to bed and tucking you into his side under the sheets. The warmth is enveloping as an arm wraps around your waist like a vine, keeping you in place, and preventing an arduous escape – all you can do is grumble under your breath.

“Go to sleep,” he murmurs, breath tickling your ear. It’s just then, that a strong wave of exhaustion washes over you.

You comply with his wishes, but do so angrily, “You’re an idiot.”

He yawns quietly, “M’ your idiot, now go sleep.”

[airbendertendou]

RECKLESS ABANDON! ♥︎ live action!kazutora

synopsis : you hate him. he hates you. that’s it — that’s all everyone knows.

song inspo ; sweet disposition by the temper trap

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“Do you hate me? Is that what this is?” Baji can only roll his eyes as you speak. You frown, folding your arms as he groans. “This is supposed to be fun for everyone, you know.”

“You think I’ll have fun with that?” As he speaks, Baji points to Hanma, who picks his nose nonchalantly. You grimace and turn away from the scene. Baji is scowling, “seriously, I’ll switch with you.”

Your eyes narrow. “Now you want to switch? Traitor.”

“[Name],” your skin prickles at the sound of his voice. Kazutora rubs his left eye, leaning on the doorway of the guest room. “It’s just one night,” his hand drops and he grins, “or it’s the couch. Your choice.”

Hanma sneaks past into Baji’s own room with a yawn. You fight the urge to scream, simply looking back at Baji. He shrugs and you try not to punch him.

“Some stupid sleepover,” you grumble to yourself. Stomping into the guest room, you don’t slam the door, but only because Baji’s mom was already asleep. You can hear Hanma cackling in the next room and you groan.

A silent beat goes by, then two, until you squeal silently, bouncing in place. Kazutora’s lips lift into a half smile as he leans on the bed, one elbow on the mattress as the other hand is held out to you. Taking it, he pulls until you’re both laying down face to face.

“Hi, Kazu’.” You say it so softly — so tenderly as you trace the shape of a heart onto his cheek.

HIs nose scrunches, “hi, pretty.”

You grin again, bumping your nose against his as the sound of a video game echoes into the walls. You should’ve known Baji nor Hanma would allow you to sleep. But, truly, you were a little too giddy for sleep anyways.

Kazutora lets out a sigh, his eyes closing in annoyance before they snap back open. “Those two…”

“Quite the pair.” You tuck a piece of hair behind his ear, making sure his forehead is clear of all strands. “Totally oblivious.”

A hand squeezes your hip before an arm wraps around your waist, pulling you closer. That half-grin of his appears again. “Only a little.”

With a sigh, Kazutora sits up, tapping the space next to him when you lay still. He blinks sleepily — so soft and warm that you want to cuddle into him and never leave. “Gotta get ready for bed, angel.”

“Comfy.” But, you sit up in front of him anyways. Your legs form a ‘w’ shape as you slouch, finding yourself unable to move anymore. “Sleepy.”

Kazutora hums, his fingers dipping into the back of your hoodie as he nods. “Hurry up, then. And—“

A flush takes over his cheeks, crawling up his ears as he looks away. Your eyes widen as you follow his face, not allowing his eyes to look away from yours. “And?”

“We’ll cuddle and stuff.” Kazutora yanks the hoodie so that your eyes are covered. You let out a small shriek that melts into a quiet laugh, pulling the hood off of your head. His cheeks are still pink, lips pouting as he looks away from you. “Stop it.”

Your hands clutch onto the bottom of your hoodie, lifting it up and over. Voice a little muffled as you struggle, you speak anyways. “Stop what?”

Cold, feathered hands latch onto your shirt, holding it down as your hoodie slips off. Finally getting the clothing off, you let out a huff. Kazutora eyes you tenderly, gaze melted as it sinks into you. “Staring at me. Teasing me. Making me blush.”

You scoff, shoving his face away lightly, “like you’re any better?”

Kazutora only grumbles to himself, hands twitching between wanting to bite his nails or hold you. He settles on the latter, grabbing at your hips again when you lay down.

His nose bumps into your neck, legs already sandwiching yours as you throw the blanket over you both. Kazutora lets out a sigh, “s’nice. Being like this.”

“Oh, it is?” Your hand cards into the back of his head, twirling dual-toned strands absentmindedly. “Mister no I’m not for that likes cuddling?”

Lightly pinching his teeth into your neck, Kazutora only lets up when you pinch his back. “That better not leave a mark!”

“Blame the cat,” his voice trails off. Fighting against sleep of your own, you bring him closer as your eyes slide shut. “Worked before.”

“‘Cause they’re stupid.” You fall asleep with a smile on your face, Kazu’s mirroring against your neck.

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[anisespice]

“ f*ck you! ” || tokyo rev. 

synopsis: text prank based on this tiktok pairing: toman x gn!reader warnings: slight nsfw language, crack 

© 2022-2023 anisespice ッ all rights reserved. likes, comments & reblogs much appreciated!

[the-travelling-witch]

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ Day 2: Baking ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

“Stop eating the batter, seriously!” You scolded your boyfriend yet again, noting how his index finger sneaked into the mixing bowl once more.

“Can’t help it when you make it so delicious,” Mikey pouted, sounding as apologetic as he could while popping his finger in his mouth to lick it clean. You shot him a deadpan look as you moved the bowl to your other side and out of his reach.

“I finally understand why my mom wasn’t so keen on my help back then,” you sighed while continuing to form small cookie dough balls to place on the baking tray. “Don’t complain when you end up with stomach aches later on though.”

“As if some flour and eggs could beat me,” Mikey scoffed. 

Moving from his place leaning on the counter next to you, he came up behind you and wrapped his hands around your waist, effectively flopping all his weight onto you. Propping his head on your shoulder, your boyfriend lazily watched as you worked the spoons between your fingers as his own fiddled with the fabric of your shirt. You worked in silence for a while, the only noise to be heard was Mikey’s occasional sigh as he nuzzled his nose deeper into the crook of your neck, pressing an array of butterfly kisses onto your shoulder where he nudged the neckline of your top out of the way.

After scraping the last bit of batter from the bowl, the spoons clinked against its bottom as you exhaled and leaned back into Mikey’s strong chest. One hand reached over your shoulder to card through his blond strands as your eyes fluttered closed. The only thing left to do now was putting the tray into the oven–

With the precision and speed of a cat doing something they absolutely knew they shouldn’t, Mikey’s hand shot to the tray, snatched one soon-to-be cookie off of it and stuffed it in his mouth before you could so much as blink. Turning around to your currently hamster-cheeked boyfriend, you stared at each other for a few seconds before your jaw dropped open.

“Are you fucking kidding me?!”

[Yes, Mikey did end up with stomach aches. And yes, he was a big baby about it.]

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙  holly's 2022 advent calendar  ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

[married-to-google-translater]

Can you write Bonten Mikey with agenz reader? Who's 18-20 y/o?!?

Bonten Manjiro "Mikey" Sano

You and Mikey met each other for the first time at a restaurant.

You immediately caught his attention.

You were the only person who threatened to burn the whole building down if you didn't get chicken nuggets.

You probably did it because of the online challenge.

But Mikey was interested.

Should you be worried?

This is where your relationship begins.

Mikey asks for your phone number.

Of course you give it to him.

Sanzu pointing a gun at you has no effect on your decision. *sarcasm*

You and Mikey have a big age difference.

Because of this, he sometimes has difficulty understanding your speech.

He just stares at you with his dead eyes and you ask you to repeat what you said.

You really have a lot of energy.

It makes Mikey a little more living.

You're the only one who can make him eat.

Sometimes even strange things.

Usually during meetings you sit on Mikey's lap.

You might show him some memes in the middle of a meeting.

God bless you if you ever try to pull a towel prank on him.

Mikey shows no mercy.

Someone is bound to die.

[tojisbbg]

✭ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 ✭

❝i just wanna see you shine ‘cause i know you are a stargirl.❞

♡ shinichiro sano ♡

pt. 1

a/n: this is my first time writing on tumblr so i decided to write about shinichiro first cuz finding fluff/smut about him is so rare. i hope you enjoy! let me know your thoughts in the comments. <3

➢ content: childhood friends, fluff, romance, friends to lovers, shinichiro is whipped for y/n, eventual smut, not checked for grammatical errors.                                  

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ 

“oi, manjiro! stop doing that!” you scolded the three-year-old that was sitting on your lap, cheekily pulling on one of your twin braids. the blonde baby stared at you with narrowed eyes, aggressively sucking on the pacifier that was lodged in his mouth. 

“don’t look at me like that, dumbass.” you scoffed at his attitude, which for some reason offended him as the little shit suddenly spat the pacifier out and began to wail. 

you groaned in annoyance, knowing how much of a drama queen manjiro was, especially when his brother wasn’t around. shinichiro, your best friend whom was also the older brother of this little brat, was in the kitchen busying himself to prepare the bottle for his little brother as it was nearly his feeding time again. 

“fine, i’m sorry! i didn’t mean it, so just stop crying, okay?” you nervously patted his back, rocking your body back and forth in attempts to stop him from alarming shinichiro. 

“is he bothering you again, y/n?” shinichiro chuckled, walking into the living room while his right hand was shaking the baby bottle. he found you struggling with his crying baby brother, reaching his arms out to taking a hold of manjiro. but, the blonde baby just stared at his older brother with glossy eyes before turning back, shoving his head deeper into the crook of your neck. 

“jeez, i’m sorry man. i was just trying to make you food.” shinichiro rolled his eyes, making you giggle as you offered to feed manjiro instead, to which the older sano didn’t mind. 

“sorry about that, y/n. we could start doing our homework soon, ‘jiro is usually knocked out after eating.” he apologized, giving you a small smile in hopes to calm down any anger you might feel towards him. 

“it’s fine, shin! i’m always happy to spend time with you and manjiro, even though he’s a little brat sometimes.” you teased, making the baby in your arms grip on your index finger tightly as he furrowed his eyebrows. 

“i was kidding, ‘jiro.” you spoke, leaning down to give a small peck on his forehead. shinichiro watched you interacting with his little brother, a small smile unknowingly etching on his face to see you being this happy while you were around him and manjiro. 

you guys have been friends ever since you were in diapers, both of your parents becoming pretty close over time since your house was only a couple of other houses down from the sano residence. 

you and shinichiro have been inseparable, doing nearly everything together. from going to the same school, to being each other's twin on twin day and going to every valentines day dance together. 

as friends of course. 

“we’re becoming big kids, y/n. graduation is in a few weeks and then we’re in middle school.” shinichiro excitedly exclaimed, making you quickly shush him since you felt manjiro slowly becoming drowsy as his mouthing movements on the plastic nipple was slowing down. 

“oops.” he whispered before letting out a small giggle. 

“yeah, middle school... hm, sounds a bit scary. don’t you think?” you questioned, removing the bottle from manjiro’s mouth as he peacefully slumbered in your hold. 

“why? if someone bothers you, just tell me, okay? i’ll kick their butt!” shinichiro heroically stood up, punching the air as you softly laughed at his actions. 

“says the one who got a black eye from the fourth graders.” i busted his bubble, making him sigh as he sat back on the couch in a slouching manner. 

“hey, i wasn’t ready that time. besides, i’d rather get hit instead than have them lay a finger on you.” he mumbled the last sentence, but it was as clear as day for you to understand each and every word of his. your eyes widened in shock, a small blush lightly tinting your cheeks. 

you and shin were really close, you couldn’t think of any secret of yours that he doesn’t know about or any secret of his that you don’t know about. he was a part of you and you were a part of him. 

but, you couldn’t deny about the fact that he did make your heart skip a beat at times where he showed you bravery against those shitty upperclassmen bullies. 

he was just so kind. 

“you’ll still be my knight and shining armor in middle school?” you grinned, carefully getting up to walk to manjiro’s room so that you could put his sleeping form into his crib. 

“of course, always and forever.” 

...

“shin!!” you barged into his room with teary eyes, startling the poor boy who was lounging on his bed as he was previously reading a magazine about motorcycles and car parts. 

“y/n? what’s wrong, why are you crying?! are you hurt? who hurt you?!” shinichiro bombarded you with questions, eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he could slowly feel anger rise inside of him with the thought of someone hurting you. 

“shin, what if i don’t get the part?” you sobbed as you collapsed into his arms, hugging him as your attempts of wording your concern to your best friend turned out into a bunch of incoherent mumbles. 

“is it about the play audition again? y/n, i told you that you’re gonna do amazing and get selected. you were born to be a star, they have to pick you. so stop being so scared, okay?” he assured you, placing both of his hands on your face as his thumbs wiped away your tears. 

“you really mean it?” you sniffled, looking into his eyes for any hints of him lying to you. but, the only thing you saw was a genuine look of honesty and deep affection for you. 

“i know it, so don’t be sad, okay? you know i hate it when you cry.” shinichiro confessed, pulling you into another hug as he wrapped his arms around your waist. 

“sorry, i won’t cry again.” you promised, wrapping your hands around his neck as you both embraced for a minute. 

shinichiro knew that you were nervous for the eighth grade play audition, as it would be your first time actually putting in a step to pursue your dream of an acting career. you’ve always been vocal about your dream of becoming a famous actress to shin and he always sat down with open ears to hear everything. 

he knew that this meant a lot to you, so he was willing to do anything to support you in any way that he possibly could. 

“what’s it about this year?” shin asked, and you gave him the audition paper with all the details. 

“snow white, i’m trying to get the main lead as the princess.” you sighed, sitting on his bed as you watched him read the paper. 

“you’re beautiful and talented, i think you’re perfect for the role already. you don’t even need an audition.” he praised, making you chuckle as you shook your head in disbelief. 

“you’re just saying that because you’re my best friend.” you denied his words, making him gasp. 

“are you accusing me of being a liar?! i’m saying the truth! if i was that stupid teacher who’s casting everyone in, i’d pick you on the spot with no hesitation.” he crossed his arms over his chest, giving you serious eyes. 

“thanks shin, you’re the best.” you admitted, giving him a warm smile and shinichiro could’ve sworn that he felt his eyes becoming blinded by your beauty. 

he loved your smile so much, you looked like an angel. 

“hey, tell you what. i gotta go meet up with some guys for something real quick, in the meantime you could practice your lines with mikey and emma.” he suggested, making you look at him with a dumbfounded face. 

“they’re both five.” you blurted, making him chuckle. 

“but they’re both pretty helpful for a bunch of five-year-olds.” shin defended his younger siblings. 

“i guess you’re right. who are you meeting up with, though? are they dangerous?” you cocked an eyebrow, concern plastered all over your facial expression. 

“maybe a little, but we’re mutual acquaintances, i promise!” he tried to dimiss your worry. 

“shin, what if you get jumped? i don’t think it’s a good idea to go alone, i’ll go with you.” you offered, grabbing your sweater that you previously took off. but, shinichiro was quick enough to stop you. 

“no! they’re not that bad, i have friends that know them, so we’re on good terms. besides, you need to stay and practice for your play. i’ll see you later, okay?” shin smiled at you once more, patting your head before leaving his room. 

...

“hello, darling. would you like an apple?” emma said in a sneering tone, which was her way of making the impression of a witch in order to play the role as the evil step-mother of snow white. the little girl was wear her big brother’s black hoodie as a cloak that made her trip over it a bunch of times. 

“oh my, they look lovely! i’d love to take one.” you smiled, taking the apple out of the little one’s hand before taking a bite. 

“this apple, it tastes... strange. i-i feel so dizzy and-” you dramatically dropped the apple and gracefully fell onto the carpeted floor of the living room. 

“cut! you did so good, y/n!” mikey jumped up and down with glee, his eyes shimmering with happiness as you sat up and laughed. 

“thanks, ‘jiro. you guys are so nice for helping me out, i’ll take you both out for cake on the weekend, how does that sound?” you said, ruffling both of their hairs as they screamed with excitement. 

“you’re the best, y/n!” both emma and mikey came running into your open arms. 

“i just need to prepare myself for the last scene and then hope for the best.” you murmured. 

“huh? what’s the last scene, y/n?” emma asked, curious eyes glancing at you for an answer. 

“the kiss with the prince.” you blushed. 

“i could help you with that, y/n! i’m strong and handsome enough to be a prince!” mikey boasted, standing up proudly which made you chuckle. 

“you sure are, ‘jiro, but i can’t be your princess.” you remarked, making him frown. 

“and why is that?” he sulked. 

“because someone else is my prince, i don’t know who but i’ll find out soon.” you explained, making him look away.

“but i want you to be my princess, y/n. that’s not fair!” he whined, small beads of tears rolling down his face which made your heart ache. 

“come here.” you gestured for him to come into your arms but he shook his head. 

“no, unless you agree to be my princess.” he tried to bribe you, making you roll your eyes as you leaned forwards to grab his arms and pull him to you. 

“listen to me, idiot. you’re the manjiro sano, okay? you have tons of other princesses lined up for you in your class and they’re way better than me. a strong and handsome prince deserves a strong and pretty princess. you’ll find her soon, i promise.” you tried to cheer him up, using your sleeves to wipe away his tears. 

“but you are strong and pretty, y/n. i like you!” mikey confessed as his ears turned red, a similarity that he shared with shinichiro, hugging you which made your eyes go wide. the little boy was always close to you since he practically grew up in front of your eyes. 

it made you wanna laugh at how cute the whole situation was with mikey having an innocent little crush on you. however, you still didn’t want to hurt his feelings, so you tried to reject his little offer as nicely as possible. 

“i’m happy that you like me, ‘jiro. but you need to take in my words carefully too, okay?” you patted his head before placing a small kiss on his forehead. 

“fine, but you’ll always be my partner in crime, right?” he asked with hopeful eyes as he knew that he could never pull off any prank on shin without your help. 

“of course, just me and you.” you ruffled his hair. 

suddenly, a knock interrupted the atmosphere as you got up to open the door. you were met with shinichiro and the akashi siblings. 

“y/n!” haruchiyo and senju exclaimed, running towards you for a hug.

“what a lovely surpise, i missed you two.” you said with a smile as you saw both of them look up at you. 

“i missed you too! where’s mikey, y/n? i heard he’s got a new toy plane.” haruchiyo said eagerly which emphasized his need to see his friend as soon as possible. 

“oh yeah, shin and i helped him build it. he’s in the living room, also, be careful since the plane is freshly glued together.” you informed the little boy and he nodded before running inside. 

“hey! wait for me, haru!” senju yelled before following in after her brother. 

“they’re both such a pain in the ass.” takeomi groaned, trying to fish out the box of cigarettes inside his pocket. 

“they’re just kids, let them be.” you scoweled as you stepped outside, closing the door behind you so that the awful smoke doesn’t get inside the house. 

“what would you know about that, huh? you don’t even have siblings.” takeomi snickered, before blowing out a puff of the smoke right in front of your face, making your blood boil.

“yeah, i don’t. but i have enough human compassion inside of me to know that i shouldn’t be the world’s biggest jackass to innocent little kids.” you spat out. 

“tch, i don’t have enough time for all that sappy shit.” takeomi rolled his eyes. 

“no wonder why haruchiyo and senju dosen’t like you. hell, if i was your sister, i would’ve ran away a long time ago.” you angrily said, making him glare at you. 

“the fuck did you just say to me, you bi-” not even having the chance to complete his sentence, takeomi was met with a strong punch in the jaw. 

“you really need to chill, man. you’re talking to a girl, have some respect. go home and fix your shit, i’ll drop off haruchiyo and senju after dinner.” shinichiro said with a cold tone as his eyes glared at takeomi who struggled to pick his head up, making you stare at him in shock. 

was this the same shin you knew who came to your house multiple times with a bloody face for picking fights with random guys? 

it couldn’t be because right now, he looked like a whole new person. 

“come on, y/n.” he pulled you out of your thoughts, latching a hand onto your wrist as you both walked inside. 

“sorry about that, he’s still trying to make ends meet after his parents left, so it’s been hard for him to cope with it all.” shinichiro tried to explain and you couldn’t help but hug him tight. 

“you’re seriously so amazing, you know?” you blabbered, your heart on the verge of jumping out of your chest from how hard it was beating inside.

he was such a great friend, not only to you but all his other friends as well. he was always loyal, kind and ready defend you against anyone. shinichiro judged everyone fairly no matter who they were, and that’s what you loved about him so much. 

he was always honest. 

“you remind me that every day, y/n. anyways, do you still need help with the play?” he asked, grabbing a hold of your script as he took note of a big red circle on the heading of the last scene while the other previous scenes were checked off. 

“oh, it seems you missed this one.” shin pointed out. 

“it’s the kissing scene.” you shyly said, averting your gaze to your feet, not being able to decide if the tension between you both was starting to become awkward.

“i could still help you with it, if you want.” he softly spoke, making your eyes light up as you didn’t expect him to still be up for it. 

“are you sure?” you asked, not wanting to make him do something that he didn’t want to take part in. 

“of course.” he replied.

“okay, let me get the recording out.” you opened your phone to play the pre-recorded narration of the play. 

you laid down on the couch, closing your eyes as your heart pounded with anxiety. it almost felt difficult to breathe. 

you’ve never kissed anyone before, so, you were about to have your first kiss right now. 

with your best friend, shinichiro. 

you felt him tower over you, soon being met with a pair of soft lips on yours. you could smell the scent of his cherry lip balm that he always puts on. you slowly opened you eyes as he pulled away, smiling down at you which made your lips curl as well. 

“so, how did i do?” he asked for feedback. 

“you did great, thanks shin.” you quickly blurted out, feeling a little embarrassed to face him. 

“shinichiro!! haru is bleeding.” senju ran into the living room with a teary face, making both shinichiro and you pull away. 

“what?!”

...

“congrats, y/n! you got snow-white’s part.” your teacher announced, making you scream with joy from how happy you were. 

“are you serious? thank you!!” you hugged her with gratitude, when suddenly your gaze fell on the familiar figure in the distance. 

shin?

you waved your teacher goodbye before running over to shinichiro, jumping onto him as he quickly opened his arms to receive you. 

“i got it, shin! i really got the part!” you hugged him tight, burying your head in the crook of his neck, the scent of his coconut shampoo lingering in your nose. 

“i knew you would, y/n. congrats!” he spun you around as you giggled. 

“thanks you. what are you doing here, though?” you questioned him, trying to see what was brewing in that little brain of his. 

“to receive my script as the prince.” he smirked, making your jaw drop at the news. 

“you auditioned?! and you didn’t tell me??” you looked at him in disbelief. 

“oops.” shinichiro sheepishly smiled, making you glare at him. 

“you owe me ice cream for not telling me this, you jerk.” you poked his cheek, making him chuckle. 

“my bad, and i was gonna take you out for ice cream either way, stargirl.” he replied, walking out of the school with you still in his arms. 

“stargirl?” you looked at him with a cheeky grin. 

“my stargirl.”

...

high school finished in a blink of an eye, as you were now in your senior year. things were working out great, you got yourself involved in a few modeling agencies to boost your popularity and with such high grades, you were accepted into a really good arts and theatres university located in los angeles. 

“there’s my stargirl!” a voice boomed behind you as you took out your necessary books for your next class. you turned around to be met with the face that always brought a smile to your face. 

“shin!” you called out, soon being pulled into a hug as he rubbed your back. 

“guess what?” he grinned. 

“i’m the best?” you answered, making him chuckle. 

“no, idiot, we already knew that a long time ago. anyways, i’m planning on handing over black dragons to mikey when the right time comes.” shinichiro threw the bomb on you, making your eyes widen. 

“shin, that’s great and all, but don’t you think that’s a little too risky? your gang is too well known and who knows? your same enemies right now might be after mikey soon enough too.” you tried to reason, feeling protective over mikey because you knew how rash and childish the stupid blonde was. 

“he’ll be under my supervision, don’t worry. he’s created his own little gang with his friends too, they named it toman.” he proudly boasted, making you shake your head in disbelief. 

“following his big brother’s footsteps, i see. he’s gonna do great, shin. i’m so proud of you both.” you leaned in to peck his cheek, a habit of your since you both were kids. 

“thank you, y/n. i’m just wondering how i’m gonna live with out you glued to my ass 24/7 once you leave for the states.” shinichiro sighed out, making you bring a hand to his back to pat it. 

“don’t worry, i’ll be back during my breaks. after i’m done with my studies, i’ll come back here for good and take it from there.” you assured, trying to make his sad mood lift up, to which he hesitantly nodded his head. 

after school, you decided to walk with shinichiro to his house, wanting to hang out with him as much as possible before you had to leave in the summer. as soon as you opened the door, you were met with mikey on the couch watching some tv. 

as soon as he met your eyes, you could see tears welling in his eyes as he quickly got up to run into his room. but, before he could make his attempt successful, you grabbed him. 

“running away from me so soon? man, you just want me to leave so bad, huh?” you joked, not expecting the nine-year-old to break into tears so soon. he sobbed so hard in your embrace to the point where he couldn’t breathe. 

“don’t leave me, y/n! don’t leave, please. i’ll miss you so much. shin is so boring, and his farts are stinky!” mikey cried in your arms as you tried to soothe him by rubbing his back. 

“hey! they’re not!” shin tried to defend, making you laugh. 

“i’ll be back home soon, mikey. i’ll return with a lot of gifts and chocolate for you and emma, okay?” you tried to lighten his mood with your words but he shook his head. 

“i don’t need those, i want you to stay.” he argued.

“i’ll call shin every day, ‘jiro. you’ll always see me, just from a screen, but i’ll be with you so soon that you won’t even feel that i was gone for so long.” you pinkie promised him and he sniffled with a nod. 

after dinner with the sano’s, you waved everyone a goodbye as shin walked you home. 

“i’ve never seen mikey get that emotional with anyone like that ever. he really adores you, y/n. after my mother died, you really helped him out so much. thank you.” shinichiro said, his hand coming down to grab yours. 

“of course, anything for you guys, shin. you all are my family.” you admitted, walking in the snow as you felt him pull you in closer. 

“can’t have my stargirl catching a cold now, can i?” he teased, making you giggle.

“cheesy as ever, sano!” you yelled, fits of laughter erupting from both of you. 

you reached home shortly, hugging shin goodbye once again. as soon as you entered the kitchen, you were met with a wide smile from your mother. 

“y/n! your college called and wants you in for early admissions. the flight is in an hour! i tried to call you but your phone was off, so i already packed everything. come on, i’ll drive you to the airport.” your mother spoke in a panicked yet excited tone. 

“what-” you were in a state of shock, not knowing how to respond. 

“don’t waste time, hurry!” she quickly pulled you out of the house once again, as you were now seated and off to the airport. 

was this really it? 

you didn’t even get a chance to properly tell shinichiro goodbye, you both even had plans for the weekend to grab food together because he had something important to tell you. 

i’m sorry, shin.

[mochiswifey]

TR 258 TAIJU?

Bruh….

Taiju is going to run Sanzu over. And I’m here for it.

@nahoyas-nymph I’m sorry babes. But your darling will be a flatbread.

[cheesus-doodles]

bro i’m so desperate for a shion fanfic or scenarios like i haven’t seen much shion fanfics and i NEED it and i’m obsessed with your works literally i keep rereading them whenever i cant find any good fanfics 😭

come and get your man shion anon 😤 i got you - have some hcs!

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Yandere BFF Shion HCs

best way to describe this man as a yandere bestfriend would be like having a puppy, albeit an overly eager and rather mouthy puppy

thinking of where you could possibly meet this boy and I honestly doubt you would ever find him within two miles of a school

most likely you two would have met before Shion became part of the Black Dragons, because he would have been too obsessed with the gang and Izana after that

fastest way to anyone's heart is through their stomach, so you probably met him waiting in line for crepes at a food cart, though waiting in line would probably be pushing facts by quite a bit

this blond boy instead would have made his way straight to the front of the queue demanding to be served first because he was hungry and he wanted food right now, and on any normal given day, no one would dare speak up

what was respect and conformity again? not anything that Shion knows or gives a shit about

unfortunately for this delinquent, you were apart of the queue that day, and you were absolutely not having it

marched up to him, grabbing him by his ear and giving it a good twist - asking him what did he think he was doing, if he did not see everyone else waiting in line, and if he didn't think that they were all hungry too

dragging him still by his ear to the back of the line chiding him the whole way, making him join right at the end before returning to your spot in the queue

could hear a pin drop in that area, but it didn't seem like you noticed

everyone else around was sure you were going to be absolutely pummeled after that little stunt - did you not see that he was a delinquent, what with that dyed hair, ferocious face tattoos and multiple ear piercings?

surprisingly enough, against their fear, all Shion did was respectfully wait in line till it was his turn, collected his crepe and then made his way to a bench under the shade of a tree to enjoy his food

you joined him at the bench, your own uneaten crepe still in hand and your huffiness completely gone - you had been waiting for him since you had gotten your food earlier

Shion was no doubt huffy himself now though

just who did you think you were telling him what to do??

but he didn't chase you off since he kinda admired your courage and your no nonsense behavior, and you seemed kinda interesting, so he very kindly let you continue to sit un-pummeled next to him

and that was how the two of you first became friends

Shion found himself hanging around you more and more, mostly because despite the fact that he is loud, rude and lack any semblance of respect, you obviously didn't mind

one of the few civilians/non-delinquents that didn't fear him in the slightest, and he appreciated the normal friendship that he seldom got to enjoy

and of course, he liked that you were one of the few could put him in his place with a good tongue lashing and maybe a twist of his ear when you needed to do so

more like this blond boy let you put him in his place because anyone would get beaten in the ground before they can touch him, but still

he likes it :)

you'll be surprised to find Shion turning up at your school to attend classes, because he isn't a student at your school

but you'll still welcome him to join because you know that your new friend barely attends classes at all, and if it took you being there for him to attend, then so be it

all the other students keep a good distance away from you

the two of you quickly become best friends when you realize both of you shared a favorite show, and the two of you start to invite the other over to catch the latest episode at each other's houses

and you would of course help Shion with his homework (if any), while he just bugs you to do something more fun while you are trying to do yours

Shion has always come across to me as a very insecure person; he looks up greatly to Izana, possibly because he had been trained and chosen to be his successor

depends very heavily on getting Izana's approval to feel good about his work and life in general, but now that you were a part of his life, some of that clinginess gets shifted over to you

and that was when the yandere tendencies start

you were an average student with an average number of friends

and this blond boy absolutely hates it when your attention is off of him for any reason whatsoever - you should be focused on him and him alone

he was the only one that deserved (needed) your validation to feel anything like himself

no hesitation at all to beat into a pulp anyone he feels is a threat to his friendship and relationship with you - after all, it's easier to ask for forgiveness than for permission

you would be no doubt very pissed, but nothing that Shion can't solve

would make up some lie that they were bullies/rival delinquents which you would be very suspicious of, but this baby boy would secretly be pleased that your attention was back on him, even if you were angry and scolding him

definitely introduces you to Izana once he joins Black Dragons, as well as everyone else

yet at the same time, Shion would be so eager to earn your approval, like he did from Izana

shows off his bike to you the moment he got it, his gang jacket, and even his knuckle duster collection

though he will fib a little and say that they were only for collection purposes - you know he fights but didn't think he would use anything but his fists

and surprisingly, his completed homework as well (you were always so impressed when he did those)

would be the sort of wanted to show you off to everyone and anyone that would listen - so proud that you were his bestfriend

100% a crier around you (and only you)

it takes a lot of time and a hell lot more of trust from Shion to ever open up to you, because firstly, he has this reputation he needs to maintain of being the "Mad Dog", and he would never show any vulnerability where there is even a possibility that it could be leaked out

and secondly, Shion is really just very shy about emotions and has bad emotional regulation skills - usually he wildly swings from raging to neutral and back and forth, but obviously with a best friend a wider rage is needed and this boy has no idea what to do

but once he does, this baby boy cannot stop crying, especially when shit happens in his life

morphs into a crybaby the moment you two are alone and in the privacy of your/his room with double locked doors

needs the comfort and attention from you to make the booboos go away

knows that you would never let the fact that he cries on your lap leak out, even though you make fun of him from time to time when no one is listening

would deny, deny, deny, but would never get mad at you for teasing him because he is such a softie when it comes to you

you are the both halves that Shion needs in his life - a firm hand when needed and comforting and kind at all other times

would never want to let you go no matter what - you had earned yourself the loyalty of the Mad Dog that you weren't allowed to ever relinquish

[missrown]

Yandere prompt 18&8 with Mikey?!?

You are the first one who asked for this! I love you!!

18. “Don’t look so scared when I’m around.” and 8. “Say you love me. Would that be so hard? I just need you to say you love me.”

[Navigation]

"Don't look so scared when I’m around!" He has a panicked expression, different from his monotone one. One which you have gotten too used of. "Don't you think it's better this way?? There are scums out-"

He is cut off by your voice. A strained voice. Product of not speaking for months.

"Scums worse than you?"

Silence.

You don't look at his face. But you assume the panicking look is back to the monotone one he has.

After a few seconds of suffocating silence. He whispers to himself, but loud enough so you can hear it.

"Yes. Worse than me."

And that's an answer enough.

He laughs. No, it's a desperate one. "Why can't you just love me? Even though I try so hard." The last sentence is almost inaudible.

Love him. That's what he wants. Impossible.

"Fine. Even if it's fake. Just say you love me. Say you love me. Would that be so hard? I just need you to say you love me! And that's enough for me."

Never.

Yandere Prompts by @/yandere-daydreams

[itzchasee]

— 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐣𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦! 彡 tokrev

includes: Mikey, Draken, Sanzu, Ran, Rindou

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[authorluvgxbby]

Tokyo Revengers Men Reacting To "Hey dad, I got my period" 

A/N: This is just for fun and based solely off of my own opinion on how Tokyo Revengers men would react. Enjoy!

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Instantly starts panicking and speed dials the nearest hospital thinking that their daughter is dying

TAKEMICHI, BAJI, Chifuyu, Shinichiro

Is holding a cross while throwing a bunch of snacks at their daughter while screaming “begone demon!”

Smiley, MIKEY, HANMA, Sanzu, Taiju

Already was prepared with pads, snacks and a heating pad. Offers to watch a movie or order their daughter’s favorite food.

MITSUYA, Draken, Inupi, NAOTO, Wakasa

Awkwardly asks their daughter if they are alright while sheepishly offering them a pad

TAKEOMI, Rindou, HAKKAI, Mochizuki, Benkei

Is calm on the outside but is internally screaming in the inside as they silently question what they should do

KAKUCHO, Izana, Ran, Angry

Tells them to hurry to the bathroom and clean up before they get period blood all over the place

KOKONOI, Izana, Kisaki

[hoetani]

| COLD NIGHTS |

Warnings: fluff, lil bit of jealousy (17+ Blog)

Relationship: Sanzu Haruchiyo x fem!Reader

Requested: Yes, see it here

The summer months are beginning to fade, leaving behind a distinct chill in the air. It’s something you should’ve accounted for when you were getting ready earlier as you slipped into a breezy dress. The jumper you debated bringing lays cosily at home, laughing at your regret.

Of all things to do after a nice dinner, you didn’t expect the Bonten executives to willingly indulge in a nightly walk around the city, but you suppose there’s a sort of thrill to appraising the streets of a city you own.

The hairs on your body stand to attention when another gust of wind brushes by. Your boyfriends eyes slide down to settle on your quivering lip before he barks out a laugh. Your grip on his hand tightens.

“H-haru,” you chatter, “I’m really cold.”

The teasing lilt to his tone is indication enough that the next words out of his mouth aren’t going to be helpful. His eyebrows move suggestively as he whispers, “I know a way to warm you up.”

“Does it involve giving me your jacket?”

He laughs, “You definitely won’t need a jacket…or any clothes for that matter.”

Not even his sly words can quell the unbearable coldness settling in the depth of your bones. Huffing, you wrench your hand out of his hold in favour of rubbing your bare arms. From the corner of your eye, you spot the younger Haitani in deep conversation with Kakucho.

“Haitani!” You shout, and he tilts his head to face you, “Can I borrow your jacket?”

His face scrunches in confusion, eyes flickering between you and Sanzu as he wordlessly follows through with your request. Immediately, the familiar presence of your boyfriend looms over you in full force, his aura menacing. His suddenly harsh voice makes you jump, “Put that back on Haitani.”

And before you can pull away and protest, a heap of material is dumped on your head. It’s warm, cosy and smells like shoe-polish and gunpowder…like him. Every whiff makes your heart stutter as you bask in his scent. As soon as you adorn the expensive garment, your hand is held hostage once again, but this time in a tighter grip. The warmth of the material seeps in and you sigh contentedly.

“You’re acting like I was about to sleep with him,” you can’t help the growing smile on your face but knowing his easily jealous nature, you squeeze his hand in firm reassurance.

He grumbles under his breath, but as soon as you press a gentle kiss to his cheek, the nasty scowl melts and he’s once again putty in your hands.

“You play dirty baby.”

And it’s true. You do.

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