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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.

.

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.”

[sucka4pain]

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The soft touch of his hands roaming against her body as his hips were thrusting inside of her wet pussy. Moans and whimpers escaping her lips as he shushes her with sloppy tender kisses, trailing them down to her collarbone and chest.

His other hand softly kneading one of her breasts as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. His hips snapping at a gentle yet steady pace, the tip of his cock hitting all the right places.

“T-taka~…” she mewls as her fingernails scratched at his back making him hiss through his teeth through the sting.

His long lilac hair stuck to his sweaty forehead as his brows were scrunched up in concentration on her pleasure. He was making sure she gets what she wanted and needed. He always put her before himself since she’s his number one priority no matter what.

The world could be burning and he could die but that wouldn’t matter to him because he has to make sure that girl is safe and not anything scratches on her pretty skin.

“‘ts okay mamas…I got ya’..” His breathy voice spoke softly to her as he kissed her, swallowing her moans that he caused.

Slowly, he started to pick up the pace of his hips, moving fasting causing her to arch her back. The smell of sex mixed with the aroma of cinnamon and hot chocolate with vanilla in the air made everything feel perfect.

The cold breeze coming from the closed window as it snowed down, covering everything around it with white ice. The warmth of the fireplace taking over the air as the Christmas movie they had playing on their Tv was long forgotten.

Christmas time was always a special time for both of you but neither of you had the chance to celebrate it together. But, this year is all about spending time and every moment together in the comfort of your home.

He felt her walls clench down on him making him groan. “Careful there babe…I’ll cum too soon if you squeeze your pussy like that~..” a sly chuckle leaving his lips as he continued to fuck her oh so caring but also making sure she gets a nice dick down.

“Taka~..mmgh..m’ gonna cum~!…” She whimpered as her walls tightened around his cock and wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Me too honey, me too…” His hands trailing down and grasping her waist as he pounded into her. The tip of his cock hitting her g-spot causing her to gasp. The nails on his fingers digging into her skin as her tits bounced from the speed of his thrusts.

After a few more thrusts, he throws his head back with a moan leaving his lips as ropes of his hot seed shoots out his tip and into her womb. Her pussy clenched one more time before she ended up squirting all over his lower abdomen and soaking his cock.

He collapsed his body on top of hers, his face buried in her chest as they both were out of breath. His hips moved as he slowly pulled out of her making her whimper at the sensitivity.

He then stood up from the couch and went to the kitchen, coming back with a cup of water and a wet towel. He offers her the water in which she immediately gulped it down out of breath.

The wet towel was slightly cold making her shiver as he wiped her clean then tossing his shirt and boxers on her. He put back on just boxers before wrapping both of their bodies in the fluffy blankets. The credits for the movie now playing on the screen and he held her close to him.

He noticed that she looked pretty much exhausted and softly smiled before leaning down and placing a kiss on her forehead.

“Merry Christmas, my love~…”

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[helpiamlostsomewhereinthegarden]

Draken: We set the room on fire! What do we do?

Mikey: Run away!

Mitsuya: Alert the fire department, it'll look less suspicious and even if they think we did it, we'll get in less trouble.

Baji: Set the entire building on fire to cover our tracks!

Draken: Baji, I love where your head is at, but we're going with Mitsuya on this one.

[xxelfmamaxx]

Draken:She's broken because she believed

Mitsuya:He's ok because he lied

Mikey & Baji:Sbren Sbeve

Draken & Mitsuya:

[stxrmylxve]

Mitsuya Takashi// @a-nuisance-called-sam

Mitsuya is a very homey man. He doesn't mind doing the chores, cooking, etc, and it's always fun and warming to have him around. The best part by far, though, are the soft pecks he gives you as he walks by, whether on your shoulder, cheek, or forehead, he makes a point to provide you with one.

Okay, this man is very rarely ever rough... that being said, he loves when you treat him like royalty. It doesn't have to be any fancy nickname, but he might just crumble if you call him something like 'sir'... just saying. NONETHELESS, he overflows with absolute love with you all the time, and even the smallest things will make him break out into a smile.

[g0kotta]

Snap out of it

Mitsuya realises he likes her more than a friend.

Mitsuya x f!reader

You two were stuck together ever since you were kids. It’s like you were glued one to another and everyone knew that if one of you was somewhere the other was nearby. It was always Mitsuya and (Y/N) and always will be. Even after Mitsuya met Draken, after he joined Toman and changed as a person. He still stuck by you. Thought as years went by Mistuya realised what he felt for you wasn’t just a typical friend bond.

Mitsuya walks towards the house where the party was happening and the moment he opens the door the music gets louder and he feels as if he stepped into another reality. All of the yelling from different people blend into one sound and he tries to push it away and concentrate on the music playing in the background. But his eyes were looking around to see one person that he came here for. And as he took in his surroundings a familiar face could be seen in a corner. Mitsuya’s lips turn upwards and he smiles to himself being glad that it didn’t take too long to find you. Thought as he walked closer he noticed you weren’t alone, you were laughing with someone else. With another guy.

And then Mitsuya suddenly stops in his tracks. And as he looks at you two he feels his thoughts slowly form into a hurricane as his stomach turns and he feels like he’s slowly losing grip from reality.

“Why do I feel like this?” He mumbles to himself.

He has seen you hanging around with plenty of guys and it was never a problem to him. Maybe because they were all Toman members and knew how close you two were? He doesn’t know. He doesn’t fully understand why he feels the ugly emotions he’s feeling now. After all you were his friend.

Ah. Maybe that’s the issue. He’s just looking out after his friend. He doesn’t know if the guy you are talking to has pure intentions with you. You were like his sister.

So he decides to look at you two for a while. You seemed happy talking to the guy. Leaning forwards to him as you laugh at his joke. And the guy gives you a look. Mitsuya knows that look.

He wants to kiss you.

And before Mitsuya can even stop himself he marches up to the two of you and grabs you by the hand. And before you can even react, he has already dragged you outside and you stood near his motorcycle. Mitsuya’s breaths were uneven as his hands now were formed into fists and his knuckles were turning white.

You stood still a bit confused as you looked at a Mitsuya you have never seen before. The weather was a bit chilly and the wind caressed the skin of your bare arms. Then suddenly the reality of the situation hits you and you step closer to Mitsuya.

“What the hell was that, huh?” You ask him with a bit of spite in your voice.

“What was what?” He rolls his eyes as he glances at your figure.

“Mitsuya. Why did you do that?”

And he stops in his tracks. What does he say now? Why did he do it? It felt like at that moment he couldn’t control himself and he just did what his body and mind wanted to do at that moment. What he felt was right. But how does he tell you that without sounding like a complete weirdo? His heart starts beating faster than ever and now thoughts start flooding his mind. Will you hate him for this? Will you two get into a fight? Will you not talk to him for a while? What if he loses you? He cannot tell you the truth.

But his thoughts stop when he feels someone shaking him lightly.

“Taka, snap out of it.” You softly say as you see him gather himself and stand straight again.

“Let’s go for a ride, (Y/N).” He suggests but you cut it short.

“No. We have to talk. What is happening?”

And you see him collecting his thoughts while he tries to speak up. His lips part open for a second and then he closes them. It feels like time slowed down while Mitsuya tries to spit the words out. But it feels like there’s a clump of dirt in his throat getting bigger than ever and for a second Mitsuya looks like a kid again. Lost and afraid, not knowing if he’s going down the right path. You take his hand into yours and with your thumb start drawing circles on his palm, trying to calm him down.

“Don’t hate me after this.” He mumbles.

“I won’t. I could never hate you, Taka.” You softly smile at him.

He needed you now, you think. More than ever. Maybe something happened at home? Maybe there were problems with the gang? Maybe-

“I got jealous.”

Oh?

“Why?” You tilt your head and he thinks you couldn’t look prettier. The moonlight shines on your face and makes it look even more angelic than ever.

“I.. (Y/N). I like you.”

“I like you too, Taka.”

“No. You don’t get it. I like you more than a friend. (Y/N) I got jealous because I want you to laugh at my jokes. I want to be the one to make you smile and I want you to look at me. It made me mad that that guy was getting your full attention and-“ he suddenly stops and his eyes get wider. “I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry, I spoke too much didn’t I?” He moves his hand away from yours and tries to sit down on his bike, but before he can do that he feels your arms snake around his torso.

“Mitsuya Takashi. You’re a complete idiot.” You whisper. “I see only you. I love you.”

He turns around and you see the shock in his eyes. He puts his hand on your cheek and stares deeply into your eyes before asking.

“Can I kiss you?”

[tigerlilla]

meeting mitsuya

mitsuya x reader one shot sfw

it was a dreary tuesday afternoon. the shop was empty; you’d had only two customers all day. you liked the quiet days like these. that’s why you started working at mood fabrics- it was quiet.

on slow days like today, you’d play your playlist over the speaker system. it was an odd collection of obscure british grunge mixed with classical, hyper pop, taylor swift, and sad indie songs. it all worked together, in your mind.

you sat at the front counter, crocheting your latest sweater. it was a bit ironic-you worked at a fabric store, but you much preferred working with yarn. you could never manage to sew in a straight line.

who would ride a motorcycle in the rain, you thought, hearing the loud engine coming down the street. you looked up at the bike approached, watching as it pulled against the yellow curb right in front of the store. your eyes traveled back down to your crochet. it was quite typical-people would park in front of the store to go someplace nearby. you secretly enjoyed watching their cars get towed.

the bell above the door rang. you looked up only to see the biker pull off his white helmet, a purple mullet falling into place on his head. his face wore a bored expression, a small frown on his lips.

you didn’t get the chance to say anything, he was already headed for the back. you stayed sitting at the counter, scanning the aisles for his purple hair, his black jacket, the sound of his heavy boots.

it didn’t take long for him to find what he was looking for. he was on his way back up to the counter before you could fully register what was going on. it wasn’t often you got men in the store, much less biker men with leather jackets and a knife hooked on his back pocket.

“two yards of each, please,” he said, placing two bolts of fabric down on the counter.

“did you find everything all right?” you ask, laying his fabric out. it was a pink paisley pattern.

“yeah. where’s rob?” he asks, glancing around the store.

“um, he only works mornings. do you need something? i can take a message or…”

“oh,” the man frowned, “it’s fine. i usually come by before school but i was running late today,” the man laughs lightly.

“you’re a student?” you ask, folding his first fabric. the white markings on his black jacket seem familiar.

“no, uh, i was taking my sisters to school. this fabric is actually for dresses for them.”

“you sew dresses for your sisters?” you ask.

“yeah,” he smiles, “they always bug me to make ‘em stuff.”

“that’s sweet.” you’re confused by him. he rides a motorcycle, yet he’s making frilly dresses for his sister. thick rings complement his black nails, but contrast his fuzzy cardigan.

he nods, hands in his pockets.

you cut his last fabric in silence, folding it and sliding it into the bag.

“i like the music,” he notes. “it’s an interesting mix.”

you look up, “thank you.” ‘back to the old house’ plays over the speaker.

“i like the mix of morrissey and taylor swift. it works, somehow,” he says.

you pause, looking at him. “that’s what i’ve always said.”

the man laughs, his lilac eyes squinting. it makes your stomach twist.

“your total is 30 dollars,” you say, placing his last yard of fabric in his bag.

the expression on the man’s face shifts, “thirty for six yards? that’s not right.”

“you got a discount,” you smile.

the man raises an eyebrow.

“employee discount,” you explain. “i never use it so…” you hand him the bag.

“maybe i should start coming in the afternoons,” the man smiles, “you’re way better than rob. plus, i have to come back and hear more than two songs of your playlist.”

you laugh, your cheeks slightly warming.

“y/n,” he says, reading your name tag, “i’ll see you later.”

the man placed his helmet over his purple hair and walked out the door. you watched as he placed his bag of fabric under the seat of his bike. he was on his bike speeding away before the engine had fully started.

you finally let the smile you’d been trying to hide break free. you giggled softly and looked down at the money he handed you. you hadn’t even checked to make sure it was the right amount. something about that man made you not want to look away.

that was the day you met takashi mitsuya, and since then, you’ve never stopped looking.

[simpforchuchu]

What would they if they find out someone is harassing/therating you ?

A/n: Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: gang stuffs, violence

draken

• He's always been a caring and understanding boyfriend

• So he started to notice the change in your demeanor but hasn't asked anything yet.

• After a while your introversion started to bother him.

• When he came to your school one day,one of your close friends told him that you had threatened you to break up with him and that they would hurt Draken if you dont.

• He found that boy without being seen by you and no one knows what he did

• But that boy could never even look at you again

Mikey

• He's a pretty loving boyfriend

• But as the day went on, he started to worry when he saw that you were startled by even the slightest sound.

• One day, while yoy were sitting together, he asked you to pop some popcorn and he saw the message on your phone.

• Someone was threatening and harassing you

•  He got angry but didn't show it to you

• He never forgot the boy's number and found out who he is

• He beat the boy to death in a public place and shouted

• "I will kill anyone who reaches out to what is mine!"

Mitsuya

• He's a pretty caring boyfriend

• So he'll understand when you start acting weird

• But he won't get an answer when he asks you

•  One day, while he was waiting for you on the street, he was scared when you suddenly walked towards him nervously.

• "Babe, what's wrong?"

• He said he'd handle it when you told him someone was following you and he moved on to the guy

• He will gently warn the man

• If the man doesn't listen, he will definitely beat him there.

baji

• he won't understand

• He will understand something when Chifuyu tells him that there is something strange in your behavior

• One day, when he wants to pick you up from school unannounced, he will start following you when he realizes that someone is following you.

• He'll catch and beat up the man who's stalking you while you change your path

• No one can scare his lover

[buccini555]

𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

๑ ੈ♡𝑴𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒚𝒂 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 ੈ✩ ❁ೃ

↬ Mitsuya makes very beautiful clothes for you.

↬ You're his model, all the clothes he sews are inspired by you.

↬ All the gifts he gives you, he makes them himself.

↬ He likes when you help him at work.

↬ He's extremely careful.

↬ Mitsuya always cooks for you.

↬ He always tells you you're everything to him.

↬ Kisses on the forehead and hugs are what he most likes to receive.

↬ You usually go to fashion shows together.

↬ Despite always being busy working, he always takes time to pay attention to you.

𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞... ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ⑅₎ ⊹

੭♡੭ 𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚

੭♡੭ 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨

੭♡੭ 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

੭♡੭ 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨

੭♡੭ 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢, 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

੭♡੭ 𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐮

੭♡੭ 𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

੭♡੭ 𝐖𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐚 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢

੭♡੭ 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

੭♡੭ 𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚

੭♡੭ 𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

੭♡੭ 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢

੭♡੭ 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐤𝐢

੭♡੭ 𝐊𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐲𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐣𝐢

੭♡੭ 𝐍𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚

੭♡੭ 𝐘𝐮𝐳𝐮𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚

੭♡੭ 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐢

੭♡੭ 𝐇𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚

੭♡੭ 𝐄𝐦𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

੭♡੭ 𝐇𝐚𝐤𝐤𝐚𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚

੭♡੭ 𝐁𝐚𝐣𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞

੭♡੭ 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐢 𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢

੭♡੭ 𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐮 𝐊𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢

੭♡੭ 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐓𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚

੭♡੭ 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐞

੭♡੭ 𝐍𝐚𝐡𝐨𝐲𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐚

੭♡੭ 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐚

੭♡੭ 𝐏𝐚𝐡-𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐧

੭♡੭ 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐨

੭♡੭ 𝐑𝐲𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐢 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐮

੭♡੭ 𝐊𝐨𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢

੭♡੭ 𝐀𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐨

੭♡੭ 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐘𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐨

੭♡੭ 𝐘𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐢

[creative-minds01]

Beach time

Ft. Mitsuya Takashi

Synopsis: what it’s like going to the beach with your boyfriend

a/n: Sorry if it’s not good I tried to rush to post this on time so it’s not proof read if you feel I could improve on anything let me know so I can get better.

Reader: gender neutral

You sat outside eating a popsicle when you got a sudden text from Mitsuya inviting you to go to the beach. Apparently Toman wanted to enjoy a day at the beach for summer break and he thought he should invite you. You obviously accepted his invite and went to hurry and find a bathing suit to wear. Soon after you heard the sound of his bike slowly approach your place so you went outside with all of your things.

“Hey baby you look amazing. You ready to go?” Mitsuya asked.

“Thank you! Yea I have everything we can go.” You replied grabbing the extra helmet he kept for you.

The ride was nice and peaceful as you enjoyed each other’s company on the way to your destination. When you got there you were greeted by other Toman members as well as Hinata and Emma. You ended up talking and playing around for a minute until the drifted off to hang out with their boyfriends. This left you to relax in one of the chairs under the shade the group had set up.

“Hey babe you alright?” Mitsuya asks as he sits in the chair next to you.

“Yea I’m fine just relaxing for a minute.” You reply.

“Well if you’re done relaxing how would you like to go have some fun with me for a bit?” He says.

“Of course, what did you have in mind though?” You ask.

“You’ll see c’mon!” He answers while grabbing your hand.

He first dragged you towards an area near the water but still on the sand and said that he wanted to make a sand castle with you. You both spent around half an hour making an sand castle together for him to show his sisters later. After that he took you out to the water and you hung out there for a while until you both started to splash each other with the water while laughing. As the sun started to set and everyone was leaving he walked with you along the beach while holding your hand. He eventually took you home when it started getting too dark.

“I had a lot of fun with you today.” You said as he walked you to your porch.

“I did too we’re gonna have to do this again sometime.” He answered.

“Yea and we could bring your sisters next time too!” You agreed.

He nodded and made it his plan to eventually go to the beach with you and his sisters in his free time. As you reached your porch he smiled softly at you wishing you a good night but not without giving you a quick kiss on the cheek and watching as you entered your house then leaving. This trip with Mitsuya to the beach was one of the many dates with him you will definitely remember.

[kingmikoto]

warnings(s): n$fw, fingering, f!oral (r)

mitsuya isn't particularly fond of scary movies. he usually grows bored of them especially if something that has become mainstream. although, japanese horror movies will have him absolutely shitting himself and sweating like a dog. but when you turned on insidious, you were very much into what you were watching. popcorn being shoved into your mouth and as you're on the edge of your seat.

his hand that was once on your thigh is slowly making its way under your shirt and tracing patterns over your bud that soon hardens upon contact. you're too busy to even notice though which annoys him enough for you to hear a small "tch" escape his lips. his forehead is now leaning against your right shoulder as his fingers roam your body and he is now fully squeezing your left breast in his hand.

a small sound escapes your lips and your breathing becomes a little more shallower, but your eyes are fighting to stay trained on the screen. his warm breath is fanning against your neck and soon his lips are replacing the area that he was breathing over. your attempt at trying to push him off you was to no avail. its no use you're already in his clutches and soon he’s making you pant and small moans escape your lips as he delves his fingers under the waistband of your shorts and your underwear and now against your sopping slit.

"i barely did anything." he whispers against the shell of your ear.

you could literally feel his shit eating grin against your skin.

"shut up." you whine as he starts to rub your clit.

you sigh in frustration as you knew mitsuya would get his way no matter what. his fingers dipping into your core as they explored the warm and snug cavern of your pussy.

"shit..." he breathes against your ear.

stupidly enough, you're still trying to fixate your vision on the film that's playing, but its beginning to become white noise when you notice that mitsuya is now on his knees in front of you.

your shorts are on the floor and he carefully peels off your panties and tosses them to the side.

"'suya i'm trying to--watch." you breath out when you feel his warm tongue against your clit. all intentions of indulging in a movie were tossed out the window that evening.

[xxelfmamaxx]

[Y/n doesn't know that they are texting Mitsuya]

Y/n:Hey Yuzuha

Y/n:There's this guy that I really like, but I don't know how to tell him. Do you have any advice?

Mitsuya:Who is it?

Y/n:Mitsuya

Mitsuya:Just practice on me :)

Y/n:Ok....Mitsuya, I really like you. A lot. You're the nicest, funniest, and just the best person I've ever met.

Mitsuya:You just made my job so much easier :) I really like you too, but I didn't know how to tell you

Y/n:Yuzuha??

Mitsuya:Look who you're texting

Y/n:I'm smushing a pillow into my face right now

Mitsuya:You're adorable ;)

[lovekz]

hearing something happened to you after an argument

request:  “I saw this one tiktok story about a couple where the girl texts her boyfriend at night but he ignores her message bc they had a fight or he just thought it wasn't smt important and went to sleep. The next day his mother or the girls mother calls him and tells him that she got killed.”

(this request is not exactly the same as it was sent to avoid triggers.) 

manjiro “mikey” sano, ken “draken” ryuguji, and mitusya takashi

cw: pointless arguments, mentions of reader death, robbery, car accident, drunk driver, beaten to death, angst, as well as slight manga spoilers (be warned)

-the two of you had argued over the many girls he constantly had all over him the previous night

-he literally lived in a brothel, so having girls all over him almost every day was the norm, at least for him.

-when you expressed your feelings about that, he got a bit defensive over it since well, that’s his family. it was as if you had told him his mother was a gigantic bitch (in his opinion at some times, she kinda was for dropping him off with a bunch of strangers)

-so his reaction to that was to ignore you until he felt as though he was over the entire argument altogether

-he expected you to spam his phone furiously apologizing

-maybe even sending a (fake) sobbing video like mikey had when he slapped the back of his head

-what he wasn’t expecting the next day, was your mother calling his phone, loudly sobbing and confirming your death

-you’d left late at night to see him, apologize and bring him his favorite ice cream so you two could look past the argument and eat it together

-your plans were ruined, when a drunk driver took his eyes off the road, taking your life in the process

-it was his second love that he lost, and he didn’t even know what to do, or what to say at all

-now draken can’t eat his favorite ice cream without sitting in front of your grave and crying profusely

- that day, mitsuya had spent the entire day running up and down roppongi with his little sisters

-the both of you agreed that two could be a huge handful, especially when they were outside of their house. therefore, when he finally got a break, he collapsed onto his bed with a heavy sigh, letting his exhaustion take over.

-he felt his phone buzzing, and he promised himself he would only reply if it was an emergency (an emergency being about 10+ text messages to his phone)

-he lifted his phone and looked at it in pure confusion, his eyes a bit sore from it being dark for so long

-when he seen it was a message from you just saying ‘taka’, he decided it wouldn’t hurt to ignore it for the night

-and boy did he regret that in the morning

-he decided to partially watch the news as he got his siblings and himself ready to go to school

-what he didn’t expect, was your house to appear on the news

-there was a robbery, and he recognized the time

-it was around the time he had seen your text message

-when he heard there were casualties, he felt sick. only because he hoped it was a family member that died, and he hoped it wasn’t you

-when your picture popped up on the tv, his world went crashing down

-he told his sisters to go back to bed, and dragged himself to his own

-after that day, he decided to answer text messages, no matter what

-this time, the both of you got into an argument about the tokyo manji gang

-he had been spending most of his time with the tokyo manji gang, that he started to forget about you

-so you brought it up, which made both of you argue

-the argument gotten so deep, he told you to stop speaking to him altogether in front of the whole of toman

-you went home sobbing, ignoring everyone that offered to take you home to make sure you get there safe

-the next day, draken had literally cursed him out and made him go apologize

-so when he arrived at your house and your parents said you didn’t come back last night, his heart stopped

-he ran all the way back to the shrine, and walked the route you two usually took when he walked you home, and he found a group of people

-they were whispering about a ‘poor person’ and ‘this was sick’ so he felt even more scared

-he pushed through the crowd and found your body, battered and bruised

-he dropped to his knees, sobbing and trying to give you cpr to revive you at least the slightest bit

-when you didn’t budge, he screamed his loudest

-after that day, he never neglected anyone outside of his gang

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

(i hope this was to your liking!)

(the person that requested this preferred to stay anonymous)

[stxrmylxve]

OMG I NEED A PART 2 OF DRAKENXMITSUYAXREADER ASAP MY HEART AND SOUL NEED IT

tbh draken would be the top dog

he would lead some things like uh…. sex prob

mitsuya would be the planner/clother lol

he would plan the dates and it would be all fancy, all draken had to do was to get the flowers 💀

everything was mutual and if someone needs help, it was always around

you and draken were also useful cause now mitsuya had two perfect models!

draken has always wanted a kid, mitsuya is a little hesitant

if there was one running around the house, though, they would be clothed with mitsuya’s designs 😁

[luvnahoya]

mitsuya, draken, and mikey with α badass car racer s/o

requested by anon <3

warnings : cursing

mitsuya

- he’s honestly shocked.

- you mentioned going to α race, he thought you meant to WATCH.

- he wasnt expecting you to be in the car, and he definitely wasnt expecting you to be that good.

- you’re in this cool ass car literally going so fast you’re way ahead of the others.

- once you crossed that finish line in first place he is just sitting in his seat with his mouth slightly open and his eyes α little widened.

- he just loves watching your races, he’s proud of you.

draken

- he definitely wasnt expecting this.

- you? α racer? what the fuck?

- you cross that finish line and he’s spent. his eyes widen, and he smiles.

- he feels so lucky to have such α badass s/o.

- he’s at your races always. encouraging you and congratulating you.

- he’s really happy for you every time you win.

- has α picture of you racing on his wall.

mikey

- pause. what?

- he’s sitting there in his seat, watching you race, just dumbfounded.

- he laughs α little out of shock, you were hiding this badass side of you?

- always sitting on the sidelines, giving you that extra confidence boost, you know he’s silently cheering you on.

- keeps α picture of you holding α first place badge in his pocket, but you dont know that.

- thinks this just makes you all the more special to him.

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[slttygeto]

no thoughts just thinking about how pretty mitsuya would look rutting his hips against the mattress as he eats you out to his heart's content<3 you've had such a long, tiring day and mitsuya was there to make you feel better of course!

he would lay you out on the bed, spread your legs and press your knees to your chest, call you his pretty girl as he leaves trails of kisses all over your thighs before planting a wet kiss to your throbbing clit, smiling up at you with dark eyes filled with lust.

"relax for me, pretty. I got you"