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yandereloversblog · 2 years

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hiiiii!!! can I request headcanons for tr with ran, izana, Mikey and Chifuyu where they are asked by their s/o parent/s to break up with them because of the danger they bring being a delinquent? ( Think when Hinatas father asked Takemichi to break up with her to keep her safe ) tyyy!!!!

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄!𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲, 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮, 𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚, 𝐑𝐚𝐧

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦: 𝚃𝚘𝚔𝚢𝚘 𝚁𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚛𝚘 "𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢" 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚘, 𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚢𝚞 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚘, 𝙸𝚣𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝙺𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚠𝚊, 𝚁𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛, 𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛, 𝚄𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚎𝚝, 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛, 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Oh yeah I remember that scene, Hina gave Takemichi a good beating too, thank God they got back together cuz I was STRESSING

-> 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 "𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲" 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

When Mikey got called by your dad he expected it to be something about marriage.

He thought he'd have to make the first move but you already told your parents and all that? How cute of his darling~

Though he'd rather get married a little bit later when everything is in order rather than right now but engagement is always a good option!

Mikey was fully confident about everything only for his happiness to crash down when your father told him to break up with you.

Mikey will stay quiet for a few seconds before speaking again since he'd like to think that was just his ears hearing stupid stuff.

"Hah... I don't think I heard that right... Could you repeat yourself?"

Mikey would softly laugh, hoping it was some sick twisted joke, until realizing what he heard was correct. And that your father was being very serious.

All emotion will drain from Mikey's face as he looks at your dad when he says it's for your own good -gonna creep old pops out too for sure-

Honestly he has half the mind to beat your dad to death right then and there but held himself back. That annoying man is still your dad after all... But would you miss him?

Mikey doesn't listen to reason when it comes to you so he just got up and left without another word.

Immediately calling you over to meet with him and when you arrive he's going to look at you with such an empty yet hurt look.

"Do you... Hate me that much [Y/N]? Was I that scary to the point you can't even tell me you want to break up with me on your own?"

Yes he's kinda feeling a little insecure and needs an answer from you to save the little sanity he has.

You best either love this man or be an Oscar worthy actress and say yes otherwise you WILL be kidnapped and it's not going to be pretty for you or your family.

But if those two things apply to you and you reassured Mikey with a hug and kiss then Mikey might calm down and not go in a homicidal rage towards your dad and whatever poor soul blocks his way.

Yeah he'll continue to date you and he doesn't give a fuck about what anyone says. You better not miss one date or meet up because he will blame your father about it.

Have your father ground you once to not see Mikey and Mikey will break into your house through the front door like he owns the place and take you back. Gonna drag you out right in front of your dad's eyes too and DARE him to do something about it.

Let's just hope your father is dealing with Toman Mikey before all that shit happened because otherwise if he tries to stop this menace your dad boutta be put in the news as an unfortunately dead victim of a mysterious murderer.

God forbid if it was any other Mikey, your dad would've been dead the moment he told Mikey to break up with you.

"Telling me to break up with my angel... If you try to keep them away from me again I don't care if you're their family, I WILL kill you."

-> 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨

Chifuyu was super nervous when he got a call from your mother to meet up with him.

Of course he tries his best to seem as a good boyfriend when you introduced him to your mom, but the anxiety will start to eat up at him from the inside and Chifuyu will begin to think your mom is going to tell him to break up with you even if she started off the conversation with a smile and a pleasant greeting.

But when your mom did in fact tell him that Chifuyu might as well had shut down for a few minutes.

He looked so upset, broken, close to tears even.

Promising to your mom that he'll so better in hopes if saving this situation.

"I... I'm sorry if I offended you or [Y/N] in any way! I can be better for them, I promise! Just because I'm a delinquent doesn't mean I don't love them..."

But your mom just wouldn't budge.

And Chifuyu found it annoying... Really annoying and irritating. He'd rather die before going out like that.

Who does your mom think she is!? Sure she may be your parent but if she was a good one she would see that you and Chifuyu are meant to be.

Chifuyu agreed at first because it was "for your own good." so he could drop your mom's guard and just leave before causing a scene.

Then he called you over alone and boy you were met with Chifuyu crying, begging and looking so broken you can't help but feel bad for him.

Twisting her words into a more hurtful context and even lying about a few things when he explained the situation.

"I don't want to break up [Y/N], I love you too much! B-but your mom said it's for your own good... C-can't I please do anything to stop it? Please tell me what to do [Y/N]... I don't want to break up with you..."

Now you get upset and angry at your mom, sparking a full on argument between the two of you it was just what Chifuyu would want.

Better yet if the argument was so heated to the point you don't want to be home anymore, you can always stay over at Chifuyu's place, his mom wouldn't mind either!

... That man will start instigating shit, now his own mom gonna call your mom and talk about that bullshit, does it really matter if he's a delinquent when he and you love each other so much?

All your neighbors will be against your mom because Chifuyu is petty enough to make her life harder, by spreading rumors especially and making your mom act out towards them for the smallest things.

Maybe even drive her to the point of depression and suicide if she's so persistent on keeping you away from him. But if she agrees to just let Chifuyu and you be he might forgive her.

Of course he makes sure you never learn of what truly happened. Won't let you move out either.

Might use this incident to his advantage and guilt trip you if you act out.

No one and nothing will separate you from him, not even your parents.

"Your mom hasn't called again?... Do... Do you think she even cares about you? She's so mean... But it's alright [Y/N], you can stay with me all you want."

-> 𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚

I know it's gonna take both of your parents strength and bravery combined to call/visit this man, tell him who they were and ask to meet up because of his reputation.

But of course when Izana learned who they were he welcomed them with open arms, barely giving them any trouble -Izana already knew who they were just by a single look, obviously he'd spy on you and have information on your parents-

He should be kind to his future in-laws after all. They got sat down and were served food and drinks of high quality too.

Another thing that makes him and Mikey brothers, adopted or no: they both think it's a meeting about taking your relationship further into an engagement then marriage.

But why weren't you with them? Were you too shy to be here? Izana thought it was adorable.

Only for Izana to then stop and stare when him breaking up with you was demanded of him instead, all emotion draining from his face before he composed himself instead of throwing a punch.

Looks like your parents had the gall to come and command him of that... Why didn't they tell you you to do it? Izana knew it was because you didn't want to break up with him so why were your parents deciding for you?

Izana smiles and drinks whatever he ordered, staying quiet and blocking whatever reason your parents were trying to get through him before standing up and speaking with a firm tone despite his small smile.

"You are my darling's family and I know how important family is, so because of that I am allowing you a few minutes to think and retract that statement if you know what's best for you. I'll just go for a short walk and I'll be back, hopefully until then you'll be in your right minds."

Izana gave them a chance because they're your family.

But he already fucking hates them so much.

As soon as he went on that "short walk" with Kakucho following worriedly, the closest thing to him, no matter human or object, will be met with a malicious and life threatened beating.

The sheer anger and disdain Izana feels at the thought of someone telling him to break up with you was unmatched. Your parents no less! People who should know what's best for you- and what's best for you is him, it's Izana and no one else.

So why were your parents so stupid and frustrating.

Kakucho had to actually give you a call and then give the phone to Izana for him to stop having a malicious meltdown.

Izana, of course, was calmed down just by hearing your sweet voice telling him happily about what you were doing... Though he does have a few of his men following you around and he'll get the report at the end of the day anyways. Not to mention the tracker he has placed on you.

So within just a few minutes he was smiling genuinely again.

"Thank you for letting me hear your voice [Y/N]... Meet up with me later? How could I deny that?~ I'll be sure to come pick you up."

Now Izana was in a good mood after hearing your voice. And it will just be better when he goes back to check on your parents and hear them say they were wrong about what they said.

Except they DIDN'T do that...

God- were your parents always this cruel? Not letting you be with Izana who loves you so much? Have you suffered under their wrong and harsh rules without telling Izana because you didn't want to bother him?

So the simple report of you having a normal family life was wrong, Izana will be sure to punish whoever made such a grave mistake.

Oh his poor sweet darling, you should learn to rely on him more... And he knows just the way to do that but first he needs to get rid of some obstacles.

Your parents might think the sad, hopeless and dejected expression on Izana's face is because he's making peace with the decision of needing to let you go for your own good.

Then realization dawns on them when Izana simply opens his hand and Kakucho gives him a gun.

Not hesitating to kill your parents at all.

Now that the obstacles were gone you could just rely on Izana instead.

"I gave you a chance to correct your mistake but it seems like disobedient dogs don't know how to follow orders... You must've made my darling suffer so much, I won't allow that to happen any further. But don't worry! This is for [Y/N]'s own good so you understand right?~"

-> 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

Ran, of course, saw it coming.

With his reputation and power he'd guess your parents would either force the two of you to stop dating or play nice and pretend he doesn't have a criminal record because they're scared.

And unfortunately for him it seems that your parents are good people who don't want you in any danger.

So when he was called to meet with them Ran was casual and smiling, like he didn't know what was about to happen.

Of course he barely acted surprised when your parents told him to break up with you, just focused on finishing whatever dessert or drink he order.

Ran looked all thoughtful before sighing helplessly and smiling at them.

"No ♡"

He then got up and left, leaving them flabbergasted.

Of course Ran knows that's not enough to make them back off when he saw how uncomfortable you started to look during dates.

Have your parents switched their target to you instead and now forcing you to break up with him?

Ran had to laugh at how unwilling you were to follow your parents orders. Did you like him that much? Adorable~

Still Ran can't let that slide, he doesn't give a fuck about what they think of him but to actually put you through stress too? Unacceptable.

Being the considering -and manipulative- boyfriend he is, Ran will start comforting you, possibly treating you even better than before and willing to lose sleep because of it, all and all just making you see clearly what an amazing boyfriend he is.

How could your parents want you to break up with Ran when he's so caring.

"I'll never back down sweetheart, nothing can keep me away from you... I'll find a way to fix this, so trust me. Now quit stressing and let's enjoy this date okay?~"

On the other hand, the life of your parents might've gotten worse.

Roppongi is a nightmare for them and there's even people following them everywhere, not just the Haitani's controlled area.

In some days your parents are always somehow bumping into rude, annoying and dangrous looking people.

While some other days they're helped and saved by people who very explicitly say it's because they're the parents of Ran's lover. Even Rindou helps them sometimes clearly stating it's because they'll be in-laws in the future.

But if your parents still don't get the hint and back off that ridiculous proposal they'll find themselves in the hospital because they got viciously attacked.

Of course as your boyfriend, Ran will go there to check on them so you won't be bothered with whatever you were doing.

And he'll give them a deal, either stop trying to break up the two of you or suffer the consequences for messing with Ran and if they still have the audacity to do what they want the next thing they'll be laying in will be a coffin not a hospital bed.

"I can make your life very easy or very hard so choose wisely, I'm never this patient with anyone else but I'll give you a pass since you're my darling's parents... Then again why would they need you when they have me~"

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere headcanons #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere tokyo revengers x reader #yandere tokyo rev #yandere tokrev #yandere mikey #yandere manjiro sano #yandere chifuyu #yandere chifuyu matsuno #yandere izana #yandere izana kurokawa #yandere ran haitani

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mothwingwritings · 8 months

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E and Y for Chifuyu please!

Anon I want to kiss you directly on the open mouth for this one, I LOVE Chifuyu so let's get it. ▼ω▼

(Also yes, I am the worlds slowest human that takes 5000 years to respond so sorry about that I am still here and still answering I am just a little turtle typer ^^;)

WARNINGS: Yandere, mentions of stalking and hints at future kidnapping, Chifuyu being just a liiitle too invested in you, mentions of suicide if you squint.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

From the get go, they bare their entire heart to you. It’s one of the things that drew you to Chifuyu in the beginning, how open and honest he was with you. You were a little scared of him at first, his status as First Division Vice-Captain in one of the biggest delinquent gangs in Tokyo was off-putting, to say the least. Despite that, Chifuyu was never anything but kind to you. With all the things he would so willingly and eagerly do for you, some people even joked that he was maybe too kind. Chifuyu would go out of his way to take you to and from work/school (he always seemed to know your exact schedule, despite the fact that you don’t remember ever sharing it with him), and he was always conveniently nearby whenever something went awry, ready to step in and save the day. Chifuyu was also inclined to bring you daily little gifts and treats just to see you smile, regardless of the fact that you never asked nor expected anything of the sort from him. It was all a bit much, but it was so endearing when he would offer these things to you that you always found yourself unable to deny him.

He wasted no time in getting to know you, and was quick to share the secrets of himself most people would try and keep hidden away. Not long after meeting him, every tragic, harrowing, fucked up occurrence that had ever happened in Chifuyu’s life had been relayed to you in excruciating detail, his guts spilled through late night conversations and wordy text messages. Hearing all he has suffered through at such a young age is heartbreaking, and it kills you inside when you see the tears wavering in his eyes as he weaves his harrowing tales. It makes you want to embrace him, hold him close and protect him from any harm which may befall him, shield him from any pain the future may hold. He melts into your touch, clinging to you shakily when you wrap him in your arms, desperate for your warmth and affection. His vulnerability only makes you feel that much closer to him, privileged that he trusts you enough to share his weakness with you.

But after some time the initial attachment you felt with him begins to waver. His stories go from heartrending to downright threatening, the focus of them shifting from all the sorrow he has endured to all the harm he has physically inflicted on others (and still can, should the need arise). These dark conversations most often happen after you hang out in a group setting or when you give someone besides him a little too much attention. When it’s the two of you alone he’s always been a very calming presence, but the moment there are others among you he instantly becomes on edge-even if it’s his closest friend surrounding you. It unnerves you, the stark contrast in how he presents himself when it’s the two of you alone enjoying each other’s company, versus when others are around.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

Chifuyu is a slow burn kind of guy, so he has the capacity to wait for a very long time before he makes any kind of move. He wants to observe you first, take his time getting to know you and how you operate before he makes his move to claim you.

Though he was quick to become enraptured with you, he doesn’t want to rush anything. He prefers taking his time learning everything he can about you, savoring the time it takes to pick up on all your eccentricities and quirks. Each new caveat he discovers about your personality is like a goldmine, and he takes careful note of each and every thing he learns about you, committing them to memory. Should you find yourself staying the night at his home, he’s already picked up on your favorite body washes/shampoos/perfumes through your scent alone, and has stocked up accordingly. Whatever food or drink you prefer he memorizes so he can surprise you with them later. Your favorite color, animal, book, artist-he knows them all and then some.

Chifuyu is more invested in you than he is with anyone, himself included, and he takes pride in being the one person who knows you better than anyone else does or ever could. He may even know more about you than you do yourself, it certainly feels that way sometimes.

He bides his time as he considers the ideal way to confess his deep, all-encompassing love for you. He wants it all to be perfect. The place, how he presents himself, the timing, it all has to be something that will take your breath away, make you feel for him just as strongly as he feels for you. However achieving perfection takes A LOT of planning and he unfortunately has other obligations he can’t ignore that take his time away from you. As much as it upsets him, he doesn’t have the means to just pluck you off the street and make everything work out for the two of you, so he has to do a lot of juggling of his responsibilities that ends up impeding his progress.

Unlike other yanderes, he actually wants you to stay as ‘you’ as possible for as long as possible, not wanting to upset your way of life more than is necessary. He wants you to be happy and thriving without compromising your normalcy, but even more than that he wants himself and your relationship with him to be your primary focus, the one thing that makes you happier than anything else in the world. He will do everything he can to please you, his ultimate goal being to bring you to the same lovesick state he has been resorted to in your presence. He couldn’t bear the thought of you feeling any other way, nor could he live with someone besides himself making your heart race.

That being said, if someone were to insert themselves between the two of you and monopolize your time, attention, or (god forbid) love, he would need to rethink his whole course of action. Whatever trash has you fooled enough to feel such a way doesn’t deserve to be in your presence, nor do they have the right to have even an ounce of your affection. Chifuyu can’t understand why you are even bothering with them, can’t you see how they’re stringing you along, using you for their own selfish gain? Each time they touch you he wants to scream, every time you laugh at his stupid jokes it makes him want to hurl himself into the sun.

He doesn’t understand why you are doing this to him… Wasn’t his companionship enough? Are you trying to upset him? Chifuyu would never hurt you, never betray you, but if you keep spending time with some other jerk… He won’t be able to live with it. If you don’t love him, if you prefer someone else… he can’t really see much purpose in hanging around. Maybe he should just get it over with and remove himself permanently from the picture, that way you can be with whomever you want and he’ll stop being such a burden to you. That is the power you have over him, to decide his fate on a whim, no matter how misguided that whim may be. He prays that you open your eyes and see how wrong what you are doing is, before he is forced to do something drastic you both regret.

The choice is up to you.

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yanderederee · 11 months

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TripleDate

April30th, 2004

Beware: bottom text leads to darker themes, as the story progresses! ♡

Before! › here! › After!

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“What, the hell, are you doing, Ryusei?” Baji aggressively whispered.

“C’mon it’s fiine! All I did was invite her out with us!” The taller boy laughed. “It’s not like you have anything to hide anymore.” He grinned pointedly at his blonde friend, who bashfully looked away. “I already apologized, damnass..” Chifuyu muttered.

Baji clicked his tongue in annoyance, fussing with the back of his head in agitation. “Whatever. Arcade is canceled.” Baji waved off, leaving no room for discussion. “What!” Replied a displeased grunt.

“I was looking forward to going, though.” You announced with crossed arms. “And stop trying to disinclude me, it’s very rude!”

“You act like you got any say in the matter, shorty.” Baji waved your attitude off with a huff. He really was stubborn, acting this way. “Last time I checked I can make my own decisions, Keisuke.” You rolled your eyes at him, linking arms with Chifuyu.

“Cancel yourself if you’re gonna be a prude,” you gave Baji a teasing smile. “But Arcade and Karaoke sounds like a great way to spend my Saturday night.”

Baji became stunned at your blatant shots against him, mouth agape at your new demeanor. “That’s right!~ Pizza’s on me!” Ryusei laughed in reply, draping his arm around your shoulders; lazily observing his captain’s next actions.

Baji tensed up at this notion. “That’s not what I meant..!” He spat, giving an exasperated sigh. “Whatever, what the hell.” Baji finally returned the teasing grin, dropping his glasses into the pocket of his shirt. “Looks like I get to school you in something for a change.”

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Once Baji finally came around, the day out went fantastic.

Chifuyu and Ryusei would get into an altercation every so often, but your blank stare paired with Baji’s threatening one seemed to keep the two in check.

“How are you so good at pin ball?” Chifuyu marveled at Ryusei’s high score. “I’m good at everything Chifuyu~” Ryusei bragged before settling you forward. “Your turn, pretty girl. Let’s see what you got.”

Blushing over the use of this overly affectionate nickname, you shrugged. “I don’t think I’ve played this before,” you admitted, checking the machine for all its buttons. “The concept is easy enough, I guess.”

Baji subtly pushed Ryusei, glaring. “Watch it,” he whispered to the other. “Make her uncomfortable and you die.” He spoke like a promise.

Ryusei readjusted how close he stood next to you, embarrassed at how clueless he felt. Ryusei’s own crush on you was slipping, and as oblivious as Baji was to signals, the overall closeness between you two was making his blood boil. “Sorry boss,” Ryusei whispered.

You’d been distracted by the game and Chifuyu’s little tips and tricks, he hovered his finger above the glass. “This tunnel gets you a bunch of points, so try aiming there!”

Smiling sweetly at Chifuyu’s innocent grin, you elbowed him affectionately. “Thanks chi! Here I go!” You hyped yourself up, putting in the token.

It took a little bit of trial and error, but before long, you were scoring higher and higher numbers, seemingly never losing the pin ball. “No way!” Chifuyu laughed with a huge grin.

“You’re freaking awesome, Y/n!”

The blonde’s praise boosted your ego, a wider grin setting in. “Check this,” you grinned back, flicking the nozzle just right to trap the pin ball, earning an overarching highscore.

“No shit!” Baji howled, ruffling your hair in praise. “Look’t that, new high score. The hell can’t you do?!” You embraced his words, leaning into his hand. “I wanna try that next,” you pointed, crossing the boys’ gaze across the arcade.

MORTAL KOMBAT2

All three of them smirked. A fighting game. How ironic.

The four of you blazed past all the games, winning more than most and poking fun against eachother failures. Ryusei’s car racing skills was no joke. Chifuyu had a sharp eye for point and shoot games, and of course Baji’s favorite, were fighting games. (despite being his favorites, he didn’t seem to not be very good at them)

“THIS IS BULLSHIT!” He shoved the machine backwards, earning some nervous glances. “I totally—-!” Baji yelled, turning to complain further, but halted at your quirked brow, apparently amused.

Chifuyu noticed Baji’s wordless response, face turning red with frustration from losing his seventh round of MK2. “I’m hungry! Ryusei, treat us to pizza!” Chifuyu distracted the group, for his captain’s sake.

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The night’s escapades came to an end after long, the four of you laughing in unison.

“Thanks for inviting me out guys, it was really fun!”

Ryusei chuckled and wrapped his arm playfully around your shoulders, pulling you into him. “You’re the one who made the outing fun, princess~ Really surprised me with that death metal voice though.”

You laughed, clearing your strained voice. “I admire many music genres! Metal happens to be particularly entertaining!”

Chifuyu failed in attempt to hide a laugh.

“Your genre tastes sure are interesting, y/n!”

Baji seemed to recall something suddenly. “Speaking of, I just finished Volume 12 for Berserk, mind if I trade off for Volume13?” He asked you, earning a gasping reply. “You were supposed to finish NaNa! No more trade offs until you’ve gotten through what you already have!”

“Everyone, heads up!~” Ryusei flipped out a cell phone, amused.

“Come on boys, let’s take a photo to commemorate our Triple Date~” he declared jokingly, earning a harsh ‘ehh?!’ from Baji— and a wide grin from Chifuyu’s huddled closer form.

The photo encapsulated was a little dark and a little blurry, but clear enough to make out your confused face being pushed cheek-to-neck with Ryusei, Chifuyu’s bashful grin to the right of you, holding up a peace sign. And, slightly in the background, captured Baji mid-yell, canines full on display.

The photo Ryusei took, and kept as his cell phone background.

The photo that got you wrapped up in this whole mess.

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯��⎯✦

June21st, 2004

“Who’s the girl, Ryusei?” Kojiro spoke menacingly quiet.

“Is she your friend? Really?” He scoffed, eyes flaring when he swung his fist against Ryusei’s cheekbone again.

“Thought that little tramp was Baji’s girl. You’re telling me you’ve been friends with her this whole fucking time?!”

He yelled, pulling white hair tightly.

“No…” he narrowed into Ryusei’s crying face, alone and vulnerable with no one but Kojiro for witness.

“No… that’s right.” Kojiro smiled.

“You were never friends. You’ve been planning this for a while; right?” Kojiro cradled the injured boy in his hands lovingly.

“You were never friends. You were getting her to trust you. Nothing more.” He cooed.

“You always were the more charming of us two in that regard, I suppose.”

“So tell me, Ryusei. Who is Y/n L/n to Baji Keisuke?”

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it's still the weekend somewhere, right??

Matsuno Chifuyu, Baji Keisuke & Hanemiya Kazutora x female reader

w.c 6.3k

tw: noncon, yandere themes, character death, manga spoilers, minor blood and gore, violence, nsfw, smut, murder

Chifuyu remembers things he shouldn’t.

Events that never happened, fights, brawls, the death of his friends… his own demise, drugged and tied to a chair, the muzzle of Kisaki’s pistol, burning from the prior shot, pressed to his forehead in the split seconds before he pulled the trigger.

He remembers other things too. Futures that clash and diverge, timelines that can’t have existed, they play out in his head, over and over again.

“Who’s that chick talking with Emma?”

Chifuyu doesn’t have to follow Baji’s line of sight to know who he’s talking about. Inevitably though, he does, catching you giggle at something the blonde says, sipping absentmindedly at the glass of champagne clasped in your fingers.

His gaze slips to the dress you’re wearing, a satiny, floor-length floral and blush number, lingering on the slit at your mid thigh – the flash of skin he gets when you shift your weight.

His throat dries, and Chifuyu covers it with a cough, tearing his attention back to the table, his own drink in front of him, a bead of condensation slowly rolling down the glass. “A friend of Hina’s.” He shoots Baji a brief, pointed look, “And she’s got a boyfriend.”

Fuyu remembers him, too.

Baji’s canines glint in a toothy smirk. “Yeah? He here tonight?”

As if on cue, a familiar, handsome brunet appears at your side, leaning down to drop a kiss to your cheek, his arm winding loosely around your side. There’s nothing all that possessive about the gesture – it’s unthinking. Instinctual. It has you smiling, mid-way through whatever it is you’re saying to the youngest Sano.

His chest tightens.

That same man, not nearly so good looking with his face all smashed in, leaking brains and blood onto the concrete–

“Shame,” Kazutora, sitting on his other side, murmurs, his dark, honey eyes still drinking you in as he downs another mouthful of whiskey. The corner of his lip quirks up, “She’s cute.”

‘There. Problem solved.’

Chifuyu returns the grin, leaning back in the chair with an exaggerated sigh, “Do not get into a fight on Takemitchy’s wedding day.” He side-eyes Baji, “Either of you.”

“You scared of him?”

“No, I don’t want to be kicked out of the reception because you two idiots started an all out brawl,” he laughs, and prays that neither one of them notice that his hands are all clammy, gripping too tightly at his drink.

“What kinda wedding doesn’t have at least one good fight?” Baji scoffs, only half serious – enough of a concession that something loosens inside of him and his next breath comes easier.

Baji won’t start a fight, Kazutora won’t start a fight. It’ll be fine.

You’re close with Hina and Emma and friends with Takemichi by extension. But gone are the days of Toman, where they’d spend the better part of their time screwing around together. Their lives aren’t all tangled up like they used to be. Another few hours, and this’ll be over. You’ll be gone, taking your stupid, handsome boyfriend with you and Chifuyu won’t have to worry about seeing you again. He can go back to pretending that you don’t exist.

Anything else is…dangerous.

Moments later, they’re joined by Mitsuya and Hakkai, Yuzuha drifting to join the girls, and the conversation shifts to other, safer topics. Plates of canapes come by, and they eat and drink and talk stupid shit, most of it laughing and reminiscing over the dumb things they’d done with Takemichi as kids.

For a while, it feels like he can breathe. Relax, and enjoy this, because it didn’t come easy.

And you, you look happy enough with whatever his fucking name is. Chifuyu tells himself that that’s a good thing, too.

The night wears on, slow, romantic tunes drifting from the speakers. In small groups and pairs, their friends have begun to leave, either heading home to crash or to find somewhere more lively to keep the party going.

Amongst the few couples remaining, Hina and Takemichi cling to each other, swaying drunkenly on the dance floor, oblivious to anyone or anything but the other. It’s cute, in a disgustingly mushy sort of way. For his part, Chifuyu hangs by the open bar, nursing a glass of whiskey and doing his utmost to focus on anything but the space you occupy, dancing with your boyfriend.

“You’re staring again.”

“Fuck off,” the words come out more tired than anything else.

Kazutora drops into the empty seat beside him. “From the moment she walked in tonight, you’ve been all… weird about her. Why?”

‘Please, you’ve gotta help me get out of here, he– he’ll be back any minute.’

Chifuyu shrugs, “‘s nothing, really she just… reminds me of someone, that’s all.”

Kazutora hums, looking entirely unconvinced. For whatever reason, and much to his relief, he decides not to push it.

Bruised, split knuckles grip your chin tight, ‘You’re gonna be good for us tonight,’ Baji smirks. ‘‘Cause I’m really, really not in the fuckin’ mood, princess.’

“C’mon,” Chifuyu says, knocking back the last of his whiskey and slamming the glass down. “We should head out. Some of us have to open the store tomorrow.”

Kazutora snorts, but follows suit without complaint. The sooner they’re gone – the sooner you’re out of sight, out of mind – the better.

—

When Chifuyu shoots awake with a gasp, pulse racing, heavy beads of sweat rolling from the nape of his neck down his spine, it’s to the sound of his phone vibrating insistently.

Kazutora, he realises when bleary eyes adjust to the bright screen, and with a sinking sensation in the pit of his stomach, he answers the call.

Wide, panicked eyes meeting his, hands grasping tightly at his arms. Two bodies lie on the floor; only one draws breath.

‘It was an accident, I swear to fucking god– you have to believe me. You believe me, right, Fuyu?’

The sheer relief that hits when the first words out of Kazutora’s mouth aren’t some combination of ‘I fucked up’, but ‘It’s Baji’ nearly knocks the breath right out of him.

Least ‘til they’re followed up with ‘accident’ and ‘ER’.

He’s never thrown clothes on quicker.

The stuff he remembers from before – the timelines that don’t exist – they’re not always clear. Sometimes it’s difficult for him to place certain events in the right order, in the right timeline. He doesn’t always remember the knock on effect.

Baji’s death isn’t like that.

You don’t forget that kind of pain. And yeah, maybe he got Kazutora out of it in the end, but fuck it almost destroyed him.

They saved him, though. They went back and they fixed it. He survived and Emma survived and Mikey and Draken and everyone – this is the future they’d fought tooth and nail for. This is their happily ever fucking after, and he can’t–

He won’t consider the possibility of another future without either one of his best friends in it.

Bursting through the doors of the ER, he feels all jumbled, heart beating out a frantic rhythm, breath coming ragged as though he’d physically run the five miles to get here. He scours the room… and spots Baji half propped up in a bed on the other side of the ward.

Awake, looking like he’d been dragged halfway to hell but–

Okay. He’s okay.

The tension – part of it at least – lifts itself from his shoulders with a shaky exhale.

Kazutora, sprawled across a chair beside him, notices him before Baji does. “You look like shit,” he comments, a wry grin tugging at his lips.

It earns him a smack to the back of his head as Chifuyu slides on past, grabbing another nearby seat and plonking himself down.

“What the fuck happened to you?” He tries to laugh it off, really he does. There’s a few bandages, what looks like a broken arm, some cuts and grazes on his face. They’ve all landed themselves in the ER in worse states than this and come out the other side perfectly fine, but he can’t–

He can’t stop seeing it play out in his head, over and over.

Baji dying. The sense of utter helplessness that swallowed him whole, clutching his dead body in his arms. The sound of his best friend’s last breath, that fucking smile–

‘I’d kill for some peyoung yakisoba right now.’

Baji scoffs, “Some asshole clipped me is what fucking happened.” Side-eyeing him, he adds, “Relax, dude, it’s nothing. I’m fine.”

He really needs to lighten the fuck up.

“We’re waiting on–”

“–go already?! You got me here, I don’t need your help anymore, go home.”

Chifuyu’s eyes – Baji’s and Kazutora’s too– shift instinctively to the source of the outburst. Wheeled in by a nurse, your boyfriend trailing behind you like a kicked puppy, Chifuyu’s heart leaps into his throat at the sight of you, tear stricken, pain etched over every inch of the scowl you wear, clutching an ice pack to your ankle.

‘Pick.’

Fearful eyes flicker between them, silently pleading for a reprieve. ‘But I-I haven’t done anything.’

He hums contentedly, and takes your hand in his, fingers entwining to bring it to his cheek, nuzzling against the soft skin. “Maybe not… but you were thinking about it. So pick one, or I’ll break them both.”

Something dark and unpleasant roils in his stomach.

“Babe, can we–” your boyfriend glances around the room, visibly cringing at unwanted attention the two of you have drawn. He lowers his voice to a hushed whisper, “Can we talk about this later? I get that you’re upset–”

Beside him, Kazutora’s head tilts, “Isn’t that…?”

“…Yeah.”

“Considering it’s your fault that I’m here in the first place, yeah, you could say I’m pretty pissed!” you snap.

The nurse, doing her absolute best to ignore the squabbling and maintain some air of professionalism, gives you a sympathetic look as she parks the wheelchair next to a bed opposite the three of them and helps you up. “The doctor won’t be long,” she says, patting your shoulder before she turns to depart.

… Not without a sharp, pointed glare towards your harried looking boyfriend.

That’s all background noise. Chifuyu’s too busy turning those words over and over in his head, waiting for them to click.

Your fault.

Your. Fault.

And his eyes shift back to the ice pack you’re holding to a swollen ankle, the sheen of tears on your face, and a sudden, violent urge claws its way to the surface. It takes every ounce of self control he possesses not to launch himself across the room and start beating the shit out of him right there and then.

If he touched you, if that asshole fucking hurt you–

“That’s not fair. I said I was sorry–”

“Oh, you’re sorry?! Go to hell, Ginji! Actually, no. On second thought why don’t you go back to Rin’s instead, sounded like her bed was real cold without you there to fucking warm it!”

While your voice quavers, the words are no less acidic. No less furious. You might be on the verge of shattering, but if looks could kill, your piece of shit boyfriend would be dead twice over.

Ginji stands there, mouth opening and closing soundlessly, floundering for words.

He goes to touch your shoulder only to second guess himself, his hand hovering awkwardly in the air for a moment, then dropping back down to his side – a good decision on his part, considering Chifuyu’s half tempted to march his way over there and break it.

Cheating? That piece of shit was cheating on you?

Huh. Maybe the universe does have a sense of humour after all, twisted as it is.

Your boyfriend at least has the decency to look ashamed of himself, cheeks flushing pink. Rather than meeting your accusatory stare, his eyes are downcast, the speckled linoleum suddenly infinitely more interesting to the man.

“It was a mistake,” he admits, choking the words out like they’re physically stuck in his throat. “I shouldn’t– I never meant to hurt you. I love you.”

Bitterly, you scoff, and Ginji flinches like you’ve struck him.

Good, Chifuyu thinks. Someone should hit the asshole.

He, Baji and Kazutora aren’t the only ones drawn in by your argument. The doctors and nurses that breeze past, slowing their pace ever so slightly to catch a few seconds more, the patients in the beds around you, subtly leaning in, hushing their friends and families to better hear the drama unfold.

If you were less worked up, all the attention you two have drawn would probably bother you a hell of a lot more than it currently is.

You weren’t the kind of girl who got off on causing a scene. The nosiness, complete strangers watching something deeply personal between you two unravel like it’s free entertainment, he almost feels bad for you.

Then again, he’s seen you in far more compromising, vulnerable positions than this, and enjoyed it, too.

Any guilt he might’ve felt – should have felt – was buried a long, long time ago. He’s not all that interested in digging it back up, and even if he wanted to, Chifuyu’s not so sure he could tear himself away.

“Just… go away,” you mutter. “Haven’t you done enough tonight?”

From your vantage point, staring misty eyed at your lap, you miss the way your boyfriend’s expression hardens. Chifuyu doesn’t.

He sighs, long suffering, “You’re being stubborn for the sake of it, you can’t get home on your own. You can barely walk, babe.”

“I’ll manage.” A curt dismissal.

“We can drive her home.”

Chifuyu’s soul ascends from his body, eyes incredulous – horrified – as he turns his head to find Kazutora staring straight at Ginji, eyes dark and glittering, a smile on his lips.

It isn’t a pleasant expression.

Your boyfriend rounds on the three of them, straightening his shoulders, shifting to hide you from view as though they’re some sort of a threat and he could in any way actually shield you from it.

(The first part is true, his subconscious reminds him. The second undoubtedly isn’t.)

“I’m sorry, who are you?” he sneers, shooting them a disdainful glower. “Mind your own damn business, we’re having a private conversation here.”

… A super private conversation with half the ER listening in. If he weren’t so on edge, Chifuyu might be tempted to laugh at that. As it is, his expression only tightens.

Baji, bruised, bloodied and bandaged, matches Kazutora’s grin from his position propped up on the bed. The idiot barely escaped becoming roadkill, yet still manages to look like he wants nothing more than to start beating the shit out of your boyfriend right in the middle of the ER.

This is dangerous territory. His fingers twitch and flex, glancing uneasily between you, your boyfriend and his friends, trying to think of the right words to say to diffuse this situation, to get their attention off of you, you away from that asshole, and–

‘I hate you.’

Chifuyu presses a kiss to your naked shoulder, drawing himself closer to steal your warmth. ‘I know.’

“Oh my god, would you stop, Gin!” you snap, taking all four of them by surprise. Quieter, you add, “They’re Michi’s friends, don’t be rude.”

That, it seems, is the breaking point for your boyfriend.

He spares you an incredulous look, and shakes his head with a scoff, “Yeah, whatever. Call me when you wanna act like an adult about this and we can talk.”

“Run along now,” Kazutora taunts, not quite quick enough to dodge the sharp elbow Chifuyu jabs into his ribs.

With one final huff, Ginji does exactly that.

The moment his figure disappears through the sliding double doors, you let out a shuddering gasp, crumbling in on yourself as a fresh wave of tears bursts forth. On sheer instinct alone, Chifuyu’s halfway out of his seat before his brain’s registered he’s moved at all – only to stop dead in his tracks when one of the ER docs materialises at your bedside, chart in hand, and introduces herself.

He swallows, forcing himself back into the uncomfortable plastic chair.

“Dude, you good?” Again, if he were in a better mood perhaps he’d appreciate the humour in Baji, laid up in a hospital bed, being the one to ask if he’s okay.

“Yeah.”

Nobody says much after that.

He’s distinctly aware of the curious, borderline concerned glances from his friends – not to mention the ones they share with each other – he’s hard pressed to care when his attention keeps getting pulled over to where you’re getting your exam, every wince and muffled cry of pain like knives under his skin, all too familiar.

You clutch at him with hands like claws, desperate, wailing, crying, a gross mix of snot and tears dribbling down your face as fingers poke and prod at your injured leg.

‘Stop being a dick, we need to set it or it won’t heal properly.’

Another twist of his wrist and you choke out another scream, burying your face in his chest to sob.

His hand now rubbing soothingly at your calf, Kazutora’s expression turns thoughtful, ‘…Wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world, would it?’ His eyes meet Chifuyu’s, ‘If it didn’t heal right, I mean.’

When they bring you back from getting an x-ray, rather than the bed you were in before, the one opposite them, the nurse wheels you over to the recently vacated bay next to Baji’s.

“So you can wait with your friends,” she says kindly, helping you up onto the bed.

He waits for you to tell her that they’re not really your friends, that this has all been blown way out of proportion and you barely know them – which is the truth.

You don’t, simply thanking her with a polite nod, and once she’s out of earshot you collapse back against the pillows with a sigh, “At least the pain meds are kicking in.” You turn your head to look at them, “Thanks, by the way. You don’t actually have to drive me home. You guys did enough getting him out of here.”

Baji opens his mouth–

“Did he do that to you?” Chifuyu cuts in before either of the others have a chance to reply, jerking his chin towards your swollen, most likely broken ankle. “You said…”

Your fault.

There’s zero moral high ground for him to stand on, he’s perfectly aware of that, but it’s been bugging him ever since those words slipped out. If Chifuyu finds out that asshole actually laid a fucking hand on you, he’s gonna lose it.

If anyone – anyone – hurts you this time around, promises or not, he’s going to return the favour without hesitation; eye for an eye, tooth for fucking tooth.

Nobody touches you.

For a second you frown at him, confused, and then something must click because you laugh, sad and more than a little sheepish, and shake your head. “No, no, not like that. We were fighting about the whole… sleeping with his ex thing.” His fingers curl into a fist. “I went to storm out of the apartment, he grabbed my wrist to stop me and I tripped. Pretty dumb, right?”

He doesn’t laugh with you. None of them do.

—

Chifuyu gets a text from Takemitchy the next day. Between all the emojis and the exclamation marks, it’s a thank you note. You’re practically a sister to Hina, and now that they’re married, a sister to him, too.

All he did was drive you home, and Takemichi’s acting like he stepped in front of a bullet.

Yeah, Chifuyu’s a real knight in shining armour.

… A masochist, maybe.

Ignoring the fresh wave of self disgust that settles inside of him, he sends a thumbs up in response.

What else is he supposed to say; yeah, no worries, it’s the least I could do after making her life a misery the past few goes ‘round?

They’ve all done bad things, he won’t deny that. Killed people. Hurt people. Kazutora stabbed Baji, Draken ended up on death row for murdering Kisaki, in multiple timelines Mikey was either directly or indirectly responsible for all of their deaths. Even Takemitchy lost his way once or twice before he caught up with himself.

And it’s not that he holds that against any of them. Takemitchy certainly doesn’t. Things were fucked up for a long time, and each of them became fucked up people trying to deal with that.

But in the same way he can’t be around Kisaki without wanting to throttle him, Chifuyu can’t look at you without seeing every awful, horrible act they put you through play out in his head like a movie that won’t turn off. Rewriting the timeline doesn’t erase that. It doesn’t absolve him of the guilt.

So he stays away. Keeps Baji and Kazutora away.

Or tries to, at least.

A few hours after Takemichi’s text, his phone lights up again, vibrating to announce a new message, this time from a number he doesn’t recognise.

Hey, I got your number from Michi! Hope you don’t mind–

There’s more, he doesn’t read the rest. Deletes the message, switches his phone to do not disturb and shoves it back into the pocket of his jeans, forcing himself to focus on the inventory lists in front of him and not the pounding in his chest.

Chifuyu’s trying, he’s trying so fucking hard. You’re not making this any easier.

—

A week and a half later, the weather outside is miserable and the store is quiet when, a little before closing, the bell above the door rings, announcing a customer.

Baji with his busted arm sits at the counter, Kazutora busy with restocking the shelves, so Chifuyu, out the back working through the month's expenses and wondering (not for the first time) why he hasn’t yet hired an accountant to do this for him, ignores it.

At least until he hears an all too familiar sound trickling through the door, one that sends a pang straight to his heart.

Your laugh.

Unmistakable, unforgettable, Chifuyu’s mind goes blank and like a dog with a scent he’s out, weaving his way to the front of the store, chasing after it. He finds you, moon boot and all, leaning up against the front counter, laughing at something Baji’s said.

The image of you, relaxed, perfectly at ease, happier than he’s seen you for a while – the wedding included – does a funny thing to his insides. And then you turn to face him, your countenance brightens and for a good few seconds he forgets how to breathe.

You’ve always been beautiful to him – smiling, though, it’s a gut punch. Palms sweaty, heart racing, he’s struck dumb.

“Chifuyu!”

‘Fuyu–Fuyu, please–N-ugh!’

‘Don’t know what you’re begging him for, princess. Chifuyu’s not gonna help you.’

Baji’s hand curls through your hair, dragging your torso up to meet his bare, sweat slicked chest. Dark eyes glint, his tongue drags along your neck, teeth nipping at your earlobe, causing you to whimper.

He laughs meanly, ‘He’s enjoying this too much.’

“You’re here,” he replies lamely, glancing to his left to find Kazutora watching him with thinly veiled amusement.

You take it in stride, “Well yeah, you never replied to my message, so I had to ask Hina for the address. You’re a difficult guy to get a hold of.”

The teasing lilt in your voice tells him you’re only joking, his cheeks flush anyway.

“How’s the ankle?” he asks instead.

“Better! Still a pain, but you know, it could’ve been worse. I can walk… kinda. More of a hobble, I guess.”

“Least you can take yours off when you’re showering,” Baji grumbles from behind the counter.

You laugh, “True.” To Chifuyu, you add, “I wanted some stuff for Bean, and since you never replied to my message, I thought I’d kill two birds with one stone and swing by.”

“Bean?” Kazutora asks, completely abandoning all pretence of working to draw closer and join in on the conversation.

“My kitten. She’s a little terror.”

… You used to play with the strays Kazutora brought home, he remembers that. Talked to them in that soft baby voice, coaxing them closer for pats and treats. Let them curl up and fall asleep on your lap when you were reading or watching tv.

It was almost definitely an act of petty defiance, showering the felines in love and affection all the while ignoring them as much as they’d allow. Hard to take it to heart, though, when watching you fawn over them was pretty much the cutest thing he’d ever seen.

“Anyway, there’s this new noodle bar that’s opened up down the road. You guys are almost finished up, right? Let me have a look around for a few things for Bean, you can close up and we’ll go. My treat.”

He arches an eyebrow, “Because we drove you home?”

“Because you didn’t have to drive me home, or stand up to Ginji, or keep me company in the first place,” you counter, still with that same open earnestness, that soft expression that has his insides all tied up in knots. “And because I want to. Are you really going to turn down a free meal?”

The universe is fucking with him. Punishing him, maybe.

And it’d be so, so easy to blame you for it – you’re like one of those sad, beaten down dogs that keeps returning to its master no matter how many times they’re kicked – except there’s no version of this where he’s the good guy, and you don’t remember anything different.

Chifuyu’s expression shifts into a paper thin smile. “Take your time looking around,” he tells you. “But dinner… It was just a lift, no need to make a big deal out of it. We’re good.”

“Oh, yeah– no, of course! I um, I won’t keep you guys long.”

It’s Kazutora, watching the exchange with that same considering look he’d worn back at the wedding, who cuts in, saving Chifuyu from responding. “No rush, take as long as you want.”

Your eyes flicker back to Chifuyu, hesitant now, unsure. Still, you paper over that disappointment, your expression not quite as bright as the one before, but genuine all the same. “Thanks, I mean it. And… if you change your mind about dinner,” you shrug easily, “the offer’s open.”

He only nods, turning sharply on his heel to leave before you can get another word in.

Before you can convince him that dinner is in any way a good idea.

You shouldn’t make him feel like this – not guilty. No, he’d take the guilt in heaping droves, he certainly deserves it. You make him feel all off kilter, like his heart’s beating out of sync, and his whole body’s wired wrong.

You stick in his head, refusing to budge. To give him a minute’s fucking peace.

And as he makes it back into the sanctuary of his office, firmly shutting the door behind him and falling back against it with an unsteady breath out, Chifuyu wonders if this isn’t your own brand personal of torture.

If it is, it’s sure as hell working.

—

Fingers wind into your hair, Chifuyu shudders, groaning appreciatively at the sight before him.

Your eyes are big, swimming with desperate, pretty tears as you choke and gag around the cock stuffing your face. For him it’s heaven – the plush, wet heat of your mouth, the tiny spasms of your throat closing around him when he pushes in deeper.

He curses, moaning louder, dragging your face to his pelvis and holding it there, rutting his hips faster, fucking your face as you beat and claw at his thighs, unable to breathe. That blistering thread of pleasure deep in his core pulls taut–

Chifuyu’s eyes snap open, heart pounding, and he gasps for air. In his boxers, his cock twitches insistently, half hard and aching, the phantom sensation of your lips wrapped around it too fresh to ignore.

If he had a shred of decency left in him, he’d go and take a cold shower. If he were more awake, if it weren’t the dead of the night, if his bed wasn’t so comfortable, and the memory of you swallowing him down any easier to banish.

His hand snakes down into his boxers, and as he bites down on his bottom lip to muffle any noise and takes himself in hand, rubbing the now throbbing length, he tries not to think about how disgusted you’d be if you could see him now.

—

You’re at Takemichi’s birthday, chatting animatedly with Pah’s girlfriend when he arrives. You brighten when you see him though, and wave. Half heartedly, he returns it, then spends the rest of the night doing his utmost to avoid you.

Which in no way deters the birthday boy himself from plopping down beside him, beer in hand, and awkwardly attempting to set you two up.

“She’s great! And y’know, she’s pretty and super nice. And um, she broke up with that Ginji guy so she’s single right now as well.”

He bites back an bitter laugh, and risks another glance your way.

A few days later, Chifuyu runs into said ex on his way home from a late night beer and snack run. The brunet doesn’t notice him, minding his own business up ahead on the sidewalk.

There’s nothing in particular that sets him off. He’s not even sure it was a conscious decision. One minute they’re walking, the next they’re down an alleyway out of sight and he’s on top of Ginji, beating the absolute shit out of him.

And he can’t stop.

His fists are slick with blood, knuckles split, and the wet thwacking of flesh hitting flesh drowns out the sound of his own haggard breath, the yelps that turn into grunts and groans, and then garbled nothings.

In his head, the images shift, coming one after the other, relentless–

You, flinching away from his touch, trying in vain to hide your tears.

Baji, panting, balls deep inside of you, forcing your lips together in a violent kiss.

The sick, soft delight playing in Kazutora’s eyes, his fingers tracing idle patterns into your shoulder as you sleep. ‘She’s perfect, isn’t she?’

He can’t stop.

—

“Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you?”

Chifuyu blinks, jerking back to the present in time to realise that the shelf he’s been re-stocking is already full, and he’s been standing there mindlessly trying to shove extra products into a space they physically won’t fit for god only knows how long.

He shakes his head, clearing his throat and glances at Baji. “Nothing, it’s– I’m fine.”

From the disbelieving look on his face, the single raised eyebrow, he can tell Baji doesn’t buy it. Chifuyu can’t blame him, really – it’s been days of this, operating on some weird, malfunctioning autopilot, pretending that everything’s a-okay when he hasn’t slept and barely eats. He can’t close his eyes without seeing you.

He’d honestly be more surprised if his friends hadn’t noticed anything amiss.

“I’m good,” he repeats, forcing a tight smile.

Is this what it feels like to lose his mind?

—

When Takemichi calls him late one night a few days later, he’s expecting some sort of well intentioned – albeit clumsy and heavy-handed – attempt at an intervention.

‘We’re worried, you’ve been acting kinda… strange lately. You know you can always talk to us, right?’

He’d have to be blind to miss the shared looks between Baji and Kazutora at work. More than once he’d walked in on the two of them whispering between themselves, only for them to separate and act completely oblivious the second they noticed him.

Chifuyu wouldn’t put past either one of them to confide in Michi about it, either.

As it turns out, he’s wrong.

The day of your funeral, it rains all day. Not a light drizzle either; black skies and rumbling thunder, a deluge that won’t let up. It feels fitting.

Chifuyu puts on a suit, drives with Baji and Kazutora to join Takemichi and their friends at the shrine. Neither one of them ask why he’s adamant on going to the funeral of a girl he barely knew.

They don’t say much of anything at all.

An older couple is standing by the doors when they arrive, greeting the mourners as they enter. It takes him a second to realise that they must be your parents. Your mother cries quietly, your father shaking hands and thanking them in a stiff, thick voice for coming.

Once inside, he spots Hinata in her kimono first, crying her eyes out on a misty eyed Michi’s shoulder, Emma standing to her left, not faring much better. But the others are there too, dotted throughout the room; Draken, Mikey, Pah and Pe-yan. Mitsuya with his sisters, Hakkai with his.

Whether they’re here for you or in support of Hinata and Takemichi, he doesn’t know, nor can he muster the energy to care.

Chifuyu says little the entire time, jaw set, bloodshot eyes rimmed in red, and the only thing he can focus on throughout the service – the only thing keeping him together – is the deathly tight grip Baji keeps on his shoulder and Kazutora’s hand locked around his.

A mugging gone wrong. What kind of sick fucking joke is that?

They put you through hell, you suffered and suffered and suffered, and he fixed it. He did everything right this time; kept his distance and nearly drove himself insane, and for what?

You were supposed to have some kind of a future.

If you weren’t with them, then you were supposed to be happy.

Instead you’re gone, and Chifuyu can’t feel anything.

There’s just… nothing. A gaping, jagged hole in his chest, and he realises that he was wrong earlier. Losing his mind wasn’t forcing himself to give you up and stay away, losing his mind is staring at the coffin holding your dead body.

—

Takemitchy, tipsy and loose-lipped, told him once about how he’d gained the time leaping ability. How Shin had, before him.

—

A fist pounds at the door, “Oi, hurry up. We’re gonna be late!”

Chifuyu lets out a breathless laugh.

His shirt’s rumpled, tie askew, the waistcoat and jacket laid out on the bed in preparation for today carelessly shoved aside, and as for his pants – they’re unbuckled and hanging from his thighs.

His hips snap forward, drawing a sharp squeal from you, which he’s quick to soothe with another feverish kiss. “Shh, almost–” he pants, licking his lips, “almost there.”

And true to his word, he picks up the pace, moaning at the way your tight little pussy clenches reflexively around him, spasming under the relentless barrage of his cock stuffing you full, molding your insides to the shape of him.

You’re probably still sore and oversensitive from earlier. They hadn’t been gentle, Tora spreading your legs and shoving his face between your thighs before you’d even woken up, Baji quick to join in on the fun. You’d whined and sniffled and pleaded, tearfully begging for them to stop, but you always look so cute like that, shuddering and wrecked, cumming for them in a fucked out stupor over and over.

He knows they should treat you better, take a little more care with you – at least with stuff like this. Right now, though, it’s impossible to think of anything but chasing his own pleasure, fucking you deeper, faster, the sheer bliss of you milking every last drop of cum from his cock while he groans out your name.

He’ll make it up to you later.

Your nails rake down his back, harsh enough to draw blood if not for his shirt, and he hisses in pleasure. Your tears, the breathless pleas, even the weak struggles beneath him, none of it breaks through that haze, he’s wholly lost to the pleasure of your cunt. His grip on you tightens, drawing you closer, your naked, heaving tits pressed against his chest. He can feel your racing heart pounding.

His head tips back, mouth falling open. The rhythm of the onslaught gives way to urgency, hips faltering, punching himself deeper in short, rabbitting paps.

You hide your face in his shoulder, clinging to him, choking back a sob–

“Fuyu! For fuck’s sake, if you don’t hurry the hell up and finish, we’re going to miss the damn wedding!” Baji snarls through the door.

You tense, toes curling, and squeeze so tightly around his cock that Chifuyu loses control entirely, pleasure exploding like stars behind his eyes, ripping through him violently as spurts of hot, thick cum splatter your insides. His hips rock into you, and he murmurs your name in a contented sigh, riding out his orgasm with a few last, lazy thrusts.

When the wave eventually recedes and he catches his breath, he carefully eases his cock free, lowers you down to the bed – paying no mind to the cum that dribbles from your abused cunt onto the bedsheets below – and presses an affectionate kiss to your forehead.

“You’re so good to us,” he mumbles, collapsing down beside you.

You stiffen at the words. Fat, glistening tears well in your eyes and spill silently down your lashes. Gently, he thumbs them away, but you don’t say anything.

You rarely do these days, if you can help it.

If he weren’t in such a rush, he’d take the time to clean you up, get you some water. Instead, he has to make do with a quick kiss, forcing himself to get up and fix his appearance, tucking his spent cock back into his pants.

Takemitchy’ll almost definitely have a meltdown if they’re not at the venue soon.

Racing around the room, gathering up his clothes and throwing them on, he keeps a half an eye on you. You don’t move beyond a soft, shaking tremble, your quiet sobs tugging at his heartstrings.

This is better than the alternative, though.

You might not see that yet, but that doesn’t make it any less true. And they love you. He loves you. If it keeps you alive and safe and with them, he won’t apologise for it.

The simple truth of it is he, Baji and Kazutora – they can’t survive without you, and you can’t survive without them.

#yandere tokyo revengers #yandere tokrev #yandere chifuyu x reader #yandere kazutora x reader #yandere baji x reader #yandere matsuno chifuyu #yandere baji keisuke #yandere hanemiya kazutora #tw: noncon #i no longer care if this is good or not #it is done #and that is all that matters #:))#help

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Yandere Alphabet: Matsuno Chifuyu

What a cute guy. Strictly loyal and incredible attentive towards his friends. We get introduced to him and know in the same moment, that he would die for his friends. What a guy!

Chifuyu Matsuno

A gentle soul, that can´t see, that was is he doing might be seen as wrong. He wants to be close to you and he will do whatever he can do achieve that. Relentless. Pushy. I honestly believe, that with him around you will never have a quiet moment to yourself again. Good Luck with him, my dear. And patience. You will need it.

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

He is a big fan of physical contact and he knows it. He always tends to saddle up to you, to get in any contact with you. Brushing through your hair, fixing your clothes, wiping something of your face. He will gladly take any excuse to get more comfortable with you. Accidentally brushing against your hand only to grasp it tightly a moment later. It doesn´t matter. His hugs are a bit too tight and his contact a bit too insistent, but he laughs any worries away and instead smiles brightly at you.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

While he avoids doing something in front of you, you can still tell by his split open knuckles whenever he went out to beat someone half to death for insulting you in any manner. It´s in the way, the blood is still drying and the red speckles don´t quite wash out of his collar. It´s the way his hair is even more dishevelled and bruises are forming on his face. It´s in the way, he leans against you, pride clear, demanding praise anyway.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

He isn´t one for mocking you. After all, he genuinely loves you and is delusional enough to believe that you love him just as much as well. While he can get a bit mean sometimes, it´s more in a playful manner, rather than him trying to purposefully trying to hurt you. In general he doesn´t really change from the way he treated you beforehand.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

He wants that physical contact and he doesn´t care if you want your space or not. He wants to be close to you, to ouch you, to hug you whenever he is nearby. Chifuyu always wants to have a hand on you or lean against you. But he also wants 100% of your attention always. He will do everything that he can to ensure, that he will get what he wants. No matter what you think.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

He is always talking about his days. Most of the time though, he will stick to everyday conversations which might seem meaningless but truly mean the world to him. He enjoys talking to you deeply. Sometimes he will drift off into heavier topics, but will always make sure, that you´re still comfortable with the turn talks with him sometimes take.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Chifuyu gets annoyed. Quickly. He can´t stand it to see you fighting back, when all he wants is to have your affection. He is also can´t understand, why you would do this to him. After all, he would lay his life down for you. He is incredibly loyal to you, and he thought he made this clear for you as well. He just doesn´t understand what is going on, when you fight back

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

While he once told you, that he enjoys playing games with you, he rather meant cards or boardgames, hell even tabletop games. Not whatever this is. He doesn´t like that he has to go and look with you. He can´t stand not knowing where you are. Chifuyu wants to be close to you and spend his time with you. Not waste is searching for you. He´s always open to play games, but please let it be something different.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

At one point you will realize, that you can´t go anywhere any more without him following you. You will realize, that he is everywhere that you are. It will feel like you can´t breathe any more. And no matter what you do, or where you try to go, you will never be able to escape from him either. It´s a realization, that comes slowly, but it comes with the utmost believe that it can´t be anything else.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Something peaceful. Something serene. Something, that could come straight out of a fairytale. He wants to have his own little happily ever after with you. It´s incredibly important to him. He wants to stick with you forever if you let him.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

He gets jealous in the same moment, where he realizes that you pay attention to someone other than him. He can´t stand it. In those moments he will become louder and more insistent when touching you. He tries every thing that he can to keep your attention on him. In the end, he will only stop if he is assured that you´re only paying attention to him, though he might leave you alone for a moment to teach the other a bloodier lesson about who is the number one in your heart.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

He hangs onto you all the time. Somehow he always manages to keep his hands on you. Clinging to you whenever he has the opportunity. He will also tend to draw your attention towards him, when he suddenly asks about topics that he knows you favour talking about. In total, he makes it clear that he is the centre of your attention, and that he won´t move from that space either.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Chifuyu is slick. He stumbles into you and will start an easy conversation. It will be easy and beautiful to talk with him. After all, he already knows how to entertain you. Here and there, he will make sure, that you know that he pays attention to you and listens to what you say. He is a fan of sending you some funny cat pictures or just talking about your life whenever he can. He becomes first a good friend that you can confide into, then he will become something more.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

He is a lot colder and manipulative, than he truly lets on. Around you and others he will play up being a ditz. Just another stupid blond that can´t do anything right. He is an idiot, right? He isn´t. But there is no need for other people to be aware of that. It makes his life also a lot easier. No one expects him to have the insight needed, to have the emotional intelligence to play around with people. No one ever suspects the stupid blond, who can´t stop crying, when it comes to your disappearance.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Crying. Screaming. Outright telling you, that he will hurt himself if you do that again. He never attacks you, but nothing else is safe from him, himself included. Chifuyu looses his patience in that moment and will, in a move that seems thoughtless, threaten everything that you ever hold dear. But never once he touches you. Which is quite jarring considering how he usually hangs onto you.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

He is someone who smothers you in his affection. You will never know another moment of peace after he comes into your life. Somehow, he is always hanging around you, touching you, or trying to talk to you. With that, he also takes control, slowly everything that he wants becomes part of his. His will somehow eclipsing yours.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

Back when he was still pining for his darling, he proved how patient he can truly be. Waiting days, months and weeks to actually get what he wants. Even when he approaches you again, well it would be the first time for you, he proves again how patient he can be. He is careful with his words and actions, willing to be satisfied with the smallest scrapes of affection.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

In the case you dying, he will mourn you forever. Maybe he will fall for someone else again, years down the line, but it´s unlikely, that he will actually move on from loving you. He adored you with every fibre of his easy-loving heart. You leaving him, would cause him to chase after you forever. He will never let you go. It doesn´t matter where you try to go. He will carry your picture with him, in a locket.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

He doesn´t really feel any kind of guilt about kidnapping you. For him it was something, that was absolutely necessary. He needed you to be away from all these strange people. He needed you to be safe and far away from others as possible. No matter what you do, he will not regret giving himself the opportunity to become number one in your life.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Chifuyu always was a bit clingy as a child. But over time, it seemed like he slowly grew out of it. Only that he never truly did. He still tended to first idolize people and then follow them with an almost blind loyalty. It´s how he got into his gang, it´s simply part of how he lives his life. This is an aspect, that also shows itself in his love life.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

He doesn´t necessarily minds it, if you start to isolate yourself. It only makes his own job so much easier. But seeing you cry and scream, slowly breaks his heart. He hates to see you like this. Chifuyu will try to console you, lowly hushing you, as he rocks the both of you back and forth. You shouldn´t waste your tears like this, don´t worry, he will always stay by your side.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

Chifuyu is actually rather harmless for a yandere. He doesn´t really attack or hurt anyone around him. Him lashing out is also rare. He avoids scaring you and because he is so focused on you, he usually doesn´t even takes any note of other people. He is also absolutely besotted with you. In general he is rather laid back, if overly clingy.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

He is absolutely besotted with you. Chifuyu would almost do anything for you. Focus on the almost. His kindness and his love has a limit. At one point, even through his rose-tinted glasses he will understand what you are trying to do. You need to be careful with what you ask, otherwise he will realise that something is going on.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

It´s unlikely that he will ever hurt you. There is no clear purpose behind such an action, that he can perceive. It would bring him no further than he wants. He wants your touch, your closeness. He doesn´t want you to flinch away from him. So, hurting you, making you afraid of him, would be extremely counterproductive.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

He isn´t at a point where he worships the ground you walk upon, but it gets close to is. Chifuyu simply adores you. He loves everything about you and simply can´t stop thinking about you some days. Here and there something of yours will go missing, and it usually winds up in his possession. He collects little trinkets of yours whenever he can and adores each and every snapshot he can make of you.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

Oh, that boy can pine. Following after you for months, before he makes his first move. He watches you for what almost seems forever, before he even dares to approach you. It´s even a bit strange for himself, because usually he is just so much more confident, but with you, he really wanted to be sure, that he is well prepared. And he is. Playing the long game for as long as he can, pretending to be a completely normal boy, who is simply enamoured with you.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

It will be an accident with him. In his quest to have all your attention to himself, he forgot about a few key things. He isolated you and in the high he felt because of the success, he couldn´t see how your eyes dimmed more and more. In the end, he won´t get any reaction out of you any more, but he will still be estatic because he knows, that he will have you all for himself.

#yandere #yandere chifuyu #yandere alphabet #xreader #tokyo revengers #tokrev #chifuyu matsuno #yandere headcanons #chifuyu headcanons #chifuyu x reader #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere tokrev

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𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝐴𝑅𝐸 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐸~!♡︎

𝑌𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒!𝑇𝑜𝑘𝑦𝑜 𝑅𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑥 𝐹𝑒𝑚!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

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𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠/𝑇𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠: 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑎𝑛𝑥𝑖𝑒𝑡𝑦, 𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑐 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑘, 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑢𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑒, 𝐹𝑢𝑗𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑘𝑜 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑓𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑖𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑎𝑤𝑘𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠.

𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒈𝒐 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒈𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒅! 𝑩𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌!!

The bright sunlight beamed through the white curtains and gazed over Y/n’s sleeping figure. The light hit her in the face making her groan and stuff her face in her pillow.

Her alarm on her phone went off, the loud noise blaring in her ears making her grumble and slam her hand on her phone to turn it off.

‘Why does it have to be so early?..’

She thought before sitting up and rubbing the sleep away from her eyes. Her vision was blurry for a few moments until the room in front of her now became clear.

Her legs shifting out of the warm soft blankets and her feet placing down on the fluffy white carpet. She stretched her body, her arms slightly shaking from the well done stretch and standing up. Her body moved along to the bathroom, stripping off her clothes and getting inside the shower.

The perfect room temperature water gliding down her skin making her sigh in relaxation. She reaches over for her shampoo, squirting some of the white liquid in the palm of her hand and rubbing it in her scalp while bringing some of the product down to the rest of her hair.

Her hands massaging the shampoo into her scalp and hair follicles, making sure it is hydrated and clean. She then takes her luffa, applying some body wash on it as she watched it foam up under the water. Her hands gripped the soft luffa and scrubbed it all around her body, making sure to not miss a single spot on her skin.

The body wash dripping down her body as she started to rinse off the shampoo from her hair. After a relaxation time in the shower, she gently stepped out the shower and dried her body off with the towel that was hung up.

A towel wrapped around her hair to get it dry and the towel wrapped around her body getting every little droplet of water. She takes the towel off of her head after her hair dried up for a bit and starts to do her hair care, making sure that her hair is fully healthy and hydrated.

It took a while but it was a good thing she woke up early since she knew how long it usually took to do her hair. Once her hair was done and finished to her likings, she brushed her teeth, put on some deodorant then walked out the bathroom and went into her bedroom. Making her way to her closet and taking out her school uniform.

‘Today is the first day….I really hope I don’t end up having a panic attack…’

She thought before putting on her undergarments and then her uniform on top.

“The top is a little tight…”

The mumble leaving her lips as she noticed her uniform top was a bit tight but not too tight. She shrugged and put on her socks then grabbing her phone, chapstick, bag, and the key for her apartment door.

She left her bedroom and went to the front door, putting on her shoes and leaving, of course locking the door behind her. She then made her way to the elevator, pressing the button to the main floor.

The ding echoed through the walls of the elevator as the doors opened and she stepped out.

Fujisiko looked up and smiled softly at Y/n’s walking figure to the front door.

“Good morning Y/n!” His voice beamed making Y/n slightly smile.

“Good morning to you too, Fujisiko.” She replied.

Her handed her a bento box that had a black cloth tied on it and white cartoon cat doodles all over it making her slightly smile at it.

“I had a lot left over so I thought I’d give you some!” He said.

“Thank you, you didn’t have to.” She replied.

He waved it off. “Don’t worry, it was the least I could do.”

She paused for a moment before looking up at him again.

“If you don’t mind, can you accompany me to school? I know it sounds childish but-“

He immediately cuts her off. “No no! It’s fine I’ll be glad to accompany you! Plus, it’ll feel like taking my daughter to her first day of school.”

He said with a soft slightly sad tone before standing up and going by her. she raised a brow at his words.

“You have a daughter?” She asked as they started to walk towards the entrance.

He looked down a bit before opening the door, letting her go out first and him behind her.

“I do but…I can’t see her anymore.” His tone was shifted to a different direction, almost a sad tone.

Y/n hummed and curiosity got the best of her.

“If you don’t mind me asking, what happened?”

She felt the atmosphere of the air between them go tense when she asked him.

A small bead of sweat dripped down the side of his cheek as they began walking.

“Well…it was years ago when I was in my early twenties. Me and my girlfriend at the time, we had intercourse. I used protection just in case but, I suspected something. She didn’t take her birth control and she ended up pregnant because she apparently poked holes in the condom.”

Y/n could tell by his body language that he wasn’t comfortable with speaking of the subject from his past. She placed her hand on his bicep which caused him to slightly flinch and look down at her.

“Hey, you don’t have to continue. I won’t force you to. I can tell by your body language that you aren’t comfortable with the topic.” She softly spoke reassuring him.

He felt his eyes slightly water but her quickly wiped away the tears before they could spill.

“Do you think that I’m a good father? Or could be?” The crack in his voice from the overwhelming emotions build up in his throat.

“Of course. You seem like to be an amazing father. A father anyone could ask for, hell…a father even I could ask for.” She said.

He looked at her with slight widen eyes before shifting to a soft expression.

“You’re just like her…” He mumbled making her look at him confused before soon realizing what he meant.

In his eyes, she reminded him of his daughter.

“Well then…is it alright if I call you dad?” The word rolling off her tongue was something he never thought he would hear ever again.

Fujisiko’s bottom lip quivered as he nodded eagerly.

“Yes! Yes you can. I’ll make sure to the best father for you.” He spoke and crossed his heart.

They had made it to the school and he looked at Y/n one more time before patting her head, slightly ruffling up her hair.

“Hey! I spent all morning taking care of my hair dipshit!” She huffed and shook his hand off of her head making him chuckle.

“Sorry sorry! Have a good day at school, sweetie.” He said with a bright smile and turned his back but glanced at her one more time.

“I’ll pick you up, let me know when you’re done.” His last words rang in her ears before he started to walk away.

She nods and looked at the building in front of her. She glanced over and noticed many motorcycles in the school parking lot and saw the flags that were flying in the wind underneath the motors.

Her breath hitched and her grip on the strap of her bag tightened.

‘Baham?…Black Dragons?…Toman?…Tejiku?…Vahallah?…those gangs go here?!’

A panic thought went through her mind, making her breathing her slightly heavy. Suddenly, a female with short pinkish hair and another with medium length blonde hair walked up to her.

“Hi there! Are you new?” The short haired pinkette asked. She was pretty, a sweet smile and a beauty mark by her bottom lip. The blonde had a small pout on her lips and her hands on her hips as she had a pink and white checkered cardigan tied around her waist.

“I’ve never seen you here before, this your first day?” The blonde asked tilting her head.

Y/n felt her social anxiety rising and she started to panic. Her throat went dry and she immediately ran past them without giving them an answer.

“Hey, wait!” The pink haired girl said wanting to stop Y/n but she had already ran.

“Man…that was kinda rude.” The blonde said.

“Maybe she just got nervous? She was shaking a bit.” She replied.

Y/n kept running until she found the girls restroom and went inside. She got into a stall and pressed her back against the cold tile wall, sliding down to the floor as her hands trembled in her hair.

“Stay calm…stay calm…” She mumbled to herself as her heart raced.

‘They were just being nice, why did I have to fucking ruin it?…stupid social anxiety..’

She thought to herself before reaching in her bag, grabbing her water bottle and drinking some while taking her anxiety medication.

After a few minutes, she managed to get her breathing back to normal. She stood up and got out the stall, heading towards a sink and washing her face.

“You got this..it’s fine,” she mumbled to herself before drying her face and grabbing her bag, making her way out of the restroom. She felt everyone staring at her, making her grip tighten on the strap of her bag.

She looked down at her schedule and saw that her first period was algebra II. She looked up and down until she found the room.

‘Deep breath…’

She thought before inhaling deeply and opening the door of the classroom. Many eyes were sent on her making her scream internally.

“Oh! You must be the new student!” The teacher spoke making her nod.

“Go ahead and sit there on the right side in the back behind Shinichiro.” The teacher pointed to a short black haired boy who had an empty seat behind him.

Y/n nods and made her way to the seat, she could practically feel their eyes burning holes into her. Once seated, she kept her head down to avoid eye contact with anyone.

He looked behind him and smiled.

“Hey! My name is Sano Shinichiro, what’s yours?” He introduced.

She looked at him and then remembered that Fujisiko said to pretend to be his daughter. It shouldn’t be that hard, right?

“Kowada Y/n.” She replied quietly but loud enough for him to hear.

“Kowada?! As in the daughter of Kowada Fujisiko?!” He exclaimed with sparkles in his eyes.

“Shinichiro, lower your tone.” The teacher called out sternly making his face red up from embarrassment and his friends laughing at him.

“Chill out Shin..you’re gonna scare the poor girl.” A tall muscular man that had white buzz up like hairstyle spoke. Another man with purple and yellow mixed hair was sucking on a lollipop and just lazily grinned. Another with slicked back hair and a scar going down his left eye chuckled.

Y/n felt her anxiety rising again as she recognized them as the gang, Black Dragons.

‘Just my luck…I have to sit behind the Black Dragons, let alone the damn founders…’

She sighed mentally before hearing the teacher start the lesson and she took out her notebook to take notes.

As her day went on, the first five classes passed by like a fly. They went by so quickly that it was already lunch time. She started to walk in the crowd of students who were heading to the cafeteria.

The cafeteria was enormous, it had many tables mostly full. Her anxiety slightly coming up but she managed to keep her composure. She walked over to a vending machine and bought a drink. Her legs then brought her to an empty table that sat in a far corner, away from everyone else.

It felt like an introverts dream, being alone in a table with no one else. Her fingers untied the cloth on her bento box and opened it up. A small sparkle in her eyes as she looked down at the beautifully variations of protein and grains.

She clasped her hands together, uttering ‘Itadakimasu’ before digging into her bento.

‘This is really good…feels like I’m eating heaven..’

She thought as she savored the flavors and textures of the food. The peace she had alone was cut short when the two girls from the morning walked up to her but they had three more girls with them.

“Hey!” The blonde said with an angry pout and furrowed brows.

Her shoulders tensed up and she looked up at the girls with her leg bouncing which was normal for her anxiety.

“Why did you run away from me and Hina when we talked to you in the morning?” She asked squinting her eyes down at Y/n

“Emma-Chan please…” Hina said with her hands up In defense.

“Uhm…sorry, my social anxiety got to me. I’m not used to talking to people.” Y/n said with her head down but it was loud enough for them to hear.

Emma blinked blankly at her.

“Oh.” She said.

“Hey, how come you’re the only female wearing the boys uniform pants? You’re supposed to be wearing a skirt.” A white haired girl pointed out.

“Yeah, that’s true.” A girl with orange-ish hair spoke and crossing her arms.

“The principal said it was okay for me to wear it. I don’t feel comfortable in skirts after an incident in my past.” Y/n explained.

The girls looked at her with softened eyes and nodded their heads.

“My name is Akashi Senju by the way!” Senju introduced.

“I’m Sano Emma.” Emma spoke up.

“Shiba Yuzuha, pleasure to meet you.” A small smile on Yuzuha’s lips.

“Seishu Akane.” Her yellow lashes batted with her sparkling eyes.

“Tachibana Hinata, but you call me Hina!” She laughed.

Y/n looked at the girls and introduced herself as well.

“Hey, why don’t you come sit with us?” Hina offered since she noticed Y/n was sitting alone.

“O-oh, are you sure?” Y/n asked with her face slightly red since she wasn’t used to people being this nice to her.

“Yeah! Come on!” Senju exclaimed and started to pull on her arm.

“Quit pulling on the poor girl’s arm, Senju!” Yuzuha scolded before pulling her away from Y/n.

Y/n stood up, grabbing her things and walking with the girls to another table.

“Emma! Where’s the dorayaki you promised me?!” A blonde haired boy whines to Emma making the girl roll her eyes at his attitude and toss him a brown bag which he immediately dug into it.

“Hey, who’s that?” A lilac haired boy pointed out as he looked at Y/n.

“This is Y/n! She’s new!” Hina spoke making the whole table look at her.

‘Ughh..I hate stares…’

Y/n thought as she thickly gulped when she noticed their black jackets with gold writing.

‘First, I have to sit behind the first founders of the Black Dragons in class and now I’m here about to sit by Tokyo Manji gang known as Toman?..what the fuck!’

She groaned mentally before the girls pulled her to sit between them causing Y/n to yelp.

“So Y/n, what made you come to this school?” The lilac haired boy from before asked. He had a sweet welcoming smile on his lips making her feel relaxed just for a little.

“Well, it’s really the only one that’s close by to where I live at.” She spoke after finally managing to get the words out of her dry throat.

“That’s cool. My names Mitsuya Takashi.” He introduced.

“Kowada Y/n.” She replied.

“Kowada?!” A short blonde haired boy exclaimed making Y/n flinch at his sudden outburst.

“Takemichi hush! You scared her!” Hina scolded.

“It’s fine, it just caught me off guard.” Y/n defended.

Eventually, everyone introduced themselves which Y/n made mental notes on their appearance so that she doesn’t forget their names or what they look like.

The boys went back to doing what they were doing before. Some of them just chilling and calmly talking to each other while others were fighting over food.

“So Y/n, what do you like to do? Any hobbies?” Akane asked curiously.

“I like to draw and write. I might not be the best at drawing but I’m trying. I mostly write short stories and poems.” Y/n said, for some odd reason she didn’t know why but she felt comfortable already with the girls.

Almost as if she knew them her entire life!

“Poems? I heard that it’s also a way to vent when you don’t have someone to talk to.” Yuzuha mentions.

“Yeah, I actually turn my problems into poems and short stories.” Y/n said.

The girls turned their head towards her.

“Really?” Emma tilted her head.

“That sounds fun! Wait no- not as in fun of your trauma but-!” Hina stumbled on her words making the rest laugh.

“Don’t sweat it, I know what you mean.” Y/n waved off.

“Ken-chin…” Mikey whispered to the taller blonde making him hum.

“I don’t know why, but I feel my stomach tingling.” He said in a hushed tone.

Draken raised a brow at him and glanced over at the girls.

“Why is that?” His deep voice spoke.

“It’s only when I look at Y/n. My stomach gets this weird feeling.” Looking over at Y/n as he talked.

“So you feel it too?” Mitsuya said joining in on their conversation.

“I only get those type of feelings when I look at Emma and Emma only.” Draken said making Mikey playfully push him.

“Cmon’ Ken-chin! It doesn’t hurt to crush on two people.” He teased making Draken shove him.

“I haven’t even known that girl no longer than twenty minutes, I don’t get attached that quick unlike someone.” He huffed and aimed his last sentence to Mikey, making it obvious that it’s aimed.

“Let’s maybe not argue and try to be civilized for once?” Mitsuya said pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Taka-Chan…” Hakkai gulped nervously.

“Yes?” He replied.

“I think you spoke too soon.” The buzz cut boy said pointing to a scene where Baji jumped over the lunch table attacking Chifuyu after he took the last bit of chocolate mushroom shaped biscuits.

Watching the scene unfold made Mitsuya face palm and stand up to go separate the chaos.

“Is that normal?…” Y/n asked seeing Baji on top of Chifuyu as he was holding a box with chocolate mushroom shaped biscuits.

“They’re like cats I swear. If their past life was them as cats I wouldn’t be surprised.” Emma shrugged making the girls giggle.

“Hey! Y/n-Chan!” A voice yelled out making Y/n and some other attention from other tables look over.

It was Shinichiro who had his friends behind him.

They had caught up to the table as the black haired male flashed a smile.

“I have a favor to ask if you don’t mind.” He panted a little out of breath.

Y/n raised a brow at what his favor was.

“So I didn’t quite get the lesson for first period and I saw how good you are at solving the equations! You made it seem easy and I was wondering if you could help me out a bit?”

He asked rubbing the back of his neck nervously with red cheeks and a shaky smile.

‘Me? Seriously? My introverted ass? Dear anyone above please help me…’

She mentally sighed before nodding.

“Sure…” She mumbled.

“Great!” He said and sitting in front in front of her with his friends sitting with them.

“Hey! Hey! You guys know that this is the Tomans table, go to your original table Black Dragons!” Nahoya spoke with a vein slightly popping out of his cheek but he still had a smile on his face.

“Shut it Ice Spice.” The purple and yellow mixed hair boy said making some of the boys laugh.

“Me personally…” Yuzuha mumbled with her jaw slightly dropped.

“The disrespect..” Senju gasped.

“I wouldn’t take that to be honest, but that’s just me.” Emma replied.

“The hell you say?!” Souya said defending his older twin brother.

“Great, here comes Cold flavored water.” The male said while swirling the lollipop in his mouth.

“What?!” Baji said before holding his stomach from laughing.

“It’s not funny, it’s not funny.” Mitsuya said bitting the inside of his cheek to restrain himself from bursting into a laughing fit.

“Alright, that’s way beyond disrespectful.” Y/n said with a flabbergasted expression.

“Sorry about them.” Shinichiro apologized and elbowed the droopy eyed male.

“By the way, I’m Imaushi Wakasa.” He introduced.

“Akashi Takeomi.” The slicked back haired male spoke up with a grin.

“You can just call me Benkei.” The short almost buzzed white haired male said.

“Nice to meet you three, I’m sure you already know my name by now.” Y/n said.

They all nod.

“Okay so, am I still gonna help you with the lesson or?” She asked making Shinichiro to frantically gather his things and stand up.

“R-right! Let’s go?” He spoke as she nodded and gathered her things.

She then stood up, bidding a goodbye to everyone at the Toman table and walked away with Shinichiro to another table that wasn’t too far and was empty.

“Hey, who’s that over there?” A male with two braids spoke and pointing his baton towards the two.

“I’m assuming that’s a new student?” A male with a buzz cut and heterochromia spoke up.

“But Shinichiro isn’t a new student.” A blonde with a half shaved head while licking his brass knuckle.

A male with tan skin, short white hair and violet eyes spoke.

“Of course he isn’t a new student, we’re talking about the girl that’s sitting with him you dumb fuck.” His voice spoke with his long red earrings dangling along his ears.

Now the attention was shifted over to Shinichiro and Y/n who sat alone together. Y/n was helping Shinichiro with the lesson, getting just a little bit frustrated.

“How did you mess that up? It’s one of the simplest formulas in this lesson.” She huffed in frustration.

“It’s not my fault! I can’t remember all of these formulas. It’s too much.” He complained making Y/n pinch the bride of her nose.

“You asked me to help you because once you’re done with high school, you said that you wanna open up a motor shop. In order to get into that type of business, you need to know these!” She groaned making him frantically find a reason.

“Damn, looks like he’s giving her a real hard ass time.” Wakasa chuckled.

“Watch her probably switch schools. I bet $30.” Takeomi betted.

“You guys are seriously betting?” Draken spoke up.

“Hey, it’s only them. I’m not part of this.” Benkei blankly defended.

“I hope he’s not making her uncomfortable by how close he’s sitting with her.” Emma said as she realized how close Shinichiro was sitting next to her.

“Awwe~ Emma-Chan being protective.” Hina coos with a sweet smile.

“Can you blame me? You girls would feel the same too, especially since she’s new!” She exclaimed.

“True.” Yuzuha nodded in agreement along with the others.

Y/n could feel the tension coming from everyone around her. After Shinichiro finally got the concept, she stretched her arms out and turned her head and made eye contact with a tan blonde haired male that had glasses.

She didn’t want to seem rude so she sent him a quick smile before standing up and going back to the table she at with the girls.

“Kisaki is blushing~!” A black haired man with a blonde on front teased, pointing his finger at him.

“Shut up Hanma…” Kisaki grumbled and adjusted his glasses to try and hide his blush.

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m4nj1r0s · 4 months

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last updated: 27th April 2024

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izana kurokawa: yandere general headcannons

hanma shuji: relationship headcannons

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chifuyu matsuno: relationship headcannons

manjiro sano: relationship headcannons

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wimckle · 1 year

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Making a Mess

↬ You make Kazutora feel better after a long day of work — by riding him on the couch…

↬ AFAB reader, no pronouns used, but reader is referred to as a girl

↬ WC: 2K

↬ Cross-posted on AO3. Time-skip Kazutora. 18+

Hearing the door swing open, you couldn't help but feel ecstatic knowing that your boyfriend just got home from work. Peeping around the corner out of the kitchen to see him, you were somewhat shocked at his disheveled and tired appearance. Must have been a rough day…

"Hey, baby," you said calmly, giving him a wide grin.

"Hi, my love." He gave you a small smile, but then quickly plopped down on the couch, grabbing the remote and flicking through the channels. You frowned, as he was usually more enthusiastic to greet you, so you decided to see what the matter was. Walking over to him, you eyed him gently, deciding to sit right on his lap, facing him. He let out a small chuckle, lowering the volume of the television to focus on you — despite his obvious tiredness. You gazed into his eyes for a moment, then took a strand of his hair and tucked it behind his ear.

"Anything happen today?"

"Hmm," he thought, but you knew he was thinking whether or not he should tell you and worry you, "just some stupid shit, long day — I'm fine." He wrapped up his thought quickly, shutting you out.

Kazutora was known for keeping a lot of his "work-related" issues to himself. You didn't mind much, as long as he wasn't in danger. There was no need to pry, but the tired and saddened look on his face panged your heart and you felt the urge to cheer him up.

"How about…" you said in a teasing tone, pretending to think about your already planned move, "I make you feel a bit better… hmm?" You leaned closer, supporting your weight on the couch in front of you, straddling his hips.

"Could help…"

You gave a satisfied hum, then kissed him softly. He tasted like coffee and sweet candy, an almost piquant taste that you always seemed to crave. Kazutora leaned more into you, moving one of his hands to the back of your neck and the other on your hip, almost pushing you down into him. He seemed to want you almost as much as you wanted him. Soft vibrations started to be sent through your mouth, moving your tongue into the kiss and nibbling at his lip for entrance. He obliged, letting out a soft moan as your tongue entered his mouth.

Soon enough, you felt a heat piling between your legs, your own self becoming antsy and wanting more. You knew the long-haired boy wanted you too, as his hands started to feel you up more and more. One of his delicate hands started to pull on your shirt and he seemed out of breath between the sloppy kisses you were delivering each other. You were the one to pull away.

"What a way to be greeted when I come home," he joked, letting out a small chuckle as he admired your glossed over eyes, reddened lips, and already messy hair. He didn't look so much better himself — his lips dark and his eyes filled with lust. Admiring him for just one moment longer, you took the next opportunity to take off your shirt and pants, throwing them to the side. You gave your boyfriend a small smile as he admired your figure and then tugged at his shirt, getting it off of him promptly. You didn't have as much time to admire him as he did you, in a flash he was on you again, kissing at your lips, then your jawline, then your neck. His hands gripping you softly, yet keeping you in place. One of his lean arms wrapped around your back, pressing you into him. "Such a pretty girl," he mumbled between sloppy kisses down your body, "my pretty girl, my pretty girl."

"Mmm, fuck — Kazu…"

"My gorgeous girl, all mine," he mumbled more, definitely leaving a hickey on your soft neck. His head was buried in you at this point, his long hair hanging messily over his shoulders. He kissed you in all of the right spots, causing small moans to leave your breathless mouth, egging him on even more. It felt so good, you couldn't help but move your hips on top of him, feeling his hardness through his jeans. By now you had to be soaked — probably wet through your underwear — and you wanted him to feel you. It was almost like he read your mind at that moment, as you felt two of his strong fingers make his way to your clothed pussy. Two fingers, right on top of your already swollen clit. The fabric was a bit of a hindrance, but it felt so good that you swear you could have came on the spot. "Mmm, feel good?"

"Fuck yes-" was all you could get out. Kazu wasn't even asking in a teasing tone, you could tell he genuinely just wanted to make sure you felt good, which warmed your heart, but also made you want to make him feel absolutely amazing. The two fingers planted right on your clit were working slowly, but picking up the pace, as they circled around you. Small moans left your mouth, already feeling the heat building up in your stomach. You felt like you were already going to cum. "K — ah, fuck — Kazu, stop,"

"What's wrong, my love?" he asked in a serious and curious tone, not completely stopping his movements, but enough so that you wouldn't cum in the next couple of seconds. He pulled away from your body so he could look you in the eyes, immediately scanning your face to see what the potential issue could be. You wanted to smile at his cuteness, but you already felt super fucked-out, but you could admire him for just a moment. Although his hair was quite messy, his face was red and his eyes were full of worry for you — adorable.

"Nothing," you started, "just wanna cum when you're inside of me, was 'bout to cum — felt so good, Kazu."

Your response left him with a massive, almost smug, grin on his face. He was grinning at being relieved you were fine and he didn't do anything wrong, but also because of the very hot thing you just casually said to him. With a satisfied groan at your response, he removed both of his hands from your body and started to work on his belt and getting his dick out of his jeans and boxers. Since your hands were still shaky from your almost-orgasm, you let him handle it.

"Fuck, 'm so fuckin' hard — hurts." His tone came off as almost needy, quickly adjusting himself and getting out his cock. He was a good size and he was definitely painfully hard at this point, precum glistening on the tip. His chest was heaving a bit, his lean body both relaxed but restless, gripping himself as he eyed you carefully. Even though you still had your bra and panties on, he still couldn't help but look over every inch of your body as you sat on his lap. After eyeing you for a moment, his eyes flicked to yours, "you gonna sit on it, or what?"

A small scoff emerged from your mouth as you chuckled internally at his brash comment — but of course — you couldn't deny him. You moved your panties to the side and bent yourself up, hovering over his sensitive dick. He held himself and waited for you to come down on him, and when your pussy engulfed just the very tip of his cock, he couldn't help but practically throw his head back. You weren't in better shape, already small moans coming from you as you continued to lower yourself lower and lower until his entire member was swallowed by your tightness.

"Oh — oh fuck — don't move," he whined, placing a strong hand on your hip to keep you in place, "Jesus fuck — if you move, I'm going to cum. Just stay- … f-fuck."

The way he was speaking made you want to move even more and you could feel yourself clench around him, causing his dick to twitch inside of you. Even though you wanted to move, he kept you in place, despite your slight squirming of the hips. He kissed you gently and when he became more collected, he guided you up and down on himself, holding your side carefully.

"Kazu- shit, hah — shit," you managed to get out, but your boyfriend started picking up the pace, causing a warm and tight feeling to twist inside your stomach. That feeling only started to rise when he took his thumb and started rubbing your clit in small circles.

"Mmm, 'atta girl," he groaned. He was watching you attentively, moans and tiny pleads leaving you as you could barely keep yourself up, Kazutora rutting his hips into you and bouncing you up and down on his hardness. You were so soaked and he felt so good inside of you, the sound of skin slapping together echoing in your ears. "That's my girl, taking my dick so good — fuck."

Kazutora encouraged you, knowing every time he said something so provocative with a swirl of your clit, he could feel you squeeze him — and he absolutely fucking loved it. Not wanting to cum yet, he slowed his pace just a little, inciting whines from you.

"No- more, please. W-want more. Kazu — please," you muttered, so fucked-out you could barely speak or think. He didn't listen, pulling you closer and nipping at your neck, which was already reddened from his kissing before. You continued to whine as he fucked you slowly, practically begging for him to continue at a fastening pace.

"Don't wanna cum yet, baby. Wanna be inside you just a little longer…"

You groaned at his words, clenching around him and earning yourself a groan from Kazu, which sent vibrations through your body. Your hands were on his chest, then grabbing onto his firm arms. "Fuck me, 'lease, faster," you begged. He groaned and quickly kissed up your neck and jawline, passionately kissing you on the lips, then finally — finally quickening his pace, fucking into you so good that you moaned into his mouth.

"Cum for me — cum around me. Let me feel it," he said, pulling away from the kiss and looking at you in your fluttering eyes. You couldn't respond, but you gave him a nod, whining loudly as the fire inside your stomach came to a peak, reaching your orgasm as your pussy clenched around his cock.

"Ah- fuck! Feels — hah — s'good…"

"Mm, I feel you — goddamnit — keep tightening around me and I might just cum right in you." His words buzzed in your ears as you breathed heavily, coming down from your high. Your boyfriend still fucked you slowly, causing you to whimper at how sensitive you were. "Sensitive, baby…? 'M gonna cum… soon — gonna pull out last second… try to, at least… but, fuck — you feel so good 'round me," he muttered into your neck, moving you up and down as you whined softly, your mind still a mess from your orgasm.

Fucking into you a few more times, he quickly pulled away, lifting you up and getting himself out of you. "Gonna cum, fuck — hah — oh, f-fuck, " he panted, pumping himself once before throwing his head back, warm, sticky cum aiming right at your bare stomach. His other hand grabbed onto your thigh as he came, his groaning continued as he milked the rest of his cum out. You could feel the warmness on your torso — looking down at the mess he made of you.

"On my stomach, again, Kazu, — really?" You teased, as he moved his head forward to look at you and your stomach with his cum sloppily planted on top. A smile crept upon his face and he gently put a hand on your waist.

"Guess I like to make a mess." His hand went to your face, cupping it softly, before kissing you, smiling into the kiss, "and, for the record — you made me feel a lot better."

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sevenpoyo · 11 months

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Chifuyu is a thief. He takes things from you

But he helps and protects you, he deserves something for his efforts!

But, Stealing from you is undoubtably a sin, one of the most principle ones in fact, but it isn’t the worst of his crimes, and certainly not the last. No, it’s fine if he takes something, he’s your best friend, isn’t he? He has to be, He’s gotten Baji to help him scare off those girls in your class who can’t seem to mind their business, always trying to talk to you. Asking about your hair, or where you shop for your the great snacks you always seen to have, and always enough to share, or about the math homework that you’re going to be doing with him and not them. it’s just so annoying. he’s sure your annoyed by them too, so obviously he’s helping you! that makes him even more deserving. Doesn’t it?

So now here he is, very kindly holding your school bag while you look through your locker for your beloved sony cyber shot camera. as he’s watching you loudly rummage through you locker he’s quietly rummaging through your school bag, searching for something small. Something you won’t miss. In a perfect world, he thinks, your camera would have been the target, he would have taken it yesterday, or maybe just taken the cameras full memory stick that you had complained about. the one that’s full of pictures of you. Picture of you having fun and of you doing things you love. even the ones of other people were precious, those photos are your art, every picture you’ve ever taken, it’s all art to him, everything you do is.

But he can’t have you camera, not now at least. So as he notices you locate the device and he smoothly slides your second favorite pen into his pocket, because he’s kind enough to not take your first favorite

you’ll notice the missing pen of course, and he’ll be there to help you look through your locker, and clean it and maybe have another chance to grab something, and he’ll get away with that and more.

That’s because Chifuyu is your hero, right?

#tr chifuyu #chifuyu matsuno #tokyo revengers chifuyu #yandere chifuyu #yandere tokyo revengers #chifuyu x you #chifuyu x reader #i got silly again

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macsimagines · 5 months

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Can you do some bimbo reader with Izana, Draken and Chifuyu?

Ive done bimbo for Draken before so Ill just do Izana and Chifuyu

TW: YANDERE BEHAVIOR, OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOR, DADDY KINK, BIMBO, SPANKINGS

Yandere!Izana Kurokawa

Love-love-loves you~! You're too fucking stupid for your own good, and do everything he says no questions asked. Well... Maybe sometimes.

"Y/N be a good girl and come sit on Daddy's lap." "Wha- My daddy's not here silly!"

You're just his dumb puppy that needs to be trained, but don't worry princess you're in very good hands. No really, he's always got his hands on you. On your nice fat tits, cupping as much of that ass as he can.

Picks out your clothes for you everyday. Will let you have some in put if you pout enough. "B-but Izana! That skirt won't cover up my panties!" "That's fine baby, I knew that when I got it for you~" "Ya but then I can't wear my brand new thong and its Prada!" "So whiny."

Sometimes he just makes up reasons to punish you, sometimes he even lies. You're too dumb to know any better though, bless your heart, you just pout those pretty pink lips at him and lay across his lap for spankings.

You take every thwack like a champ though, sweet hiccups and I'm sorry every time his hand comes down. You're such a good girl, you even get nice and wet for him like this too.

Yandere! Chifuyu Matsuno

He does not know what to do with you baby, he never really has. Lord knows he's been blessed with the most gorgeous angel on the planet, it's just that you're not the smartest angel on the planet.

God really does give the hardest challenges to his strongest warriors because with the way your tits go up and down, up and down you have got him sooo hard.

"Ba-baby, where's your bra?" "Hmmm? Oh! I can't wear it with this dress cause it pokes out, but don't worry! I have bandaids over my nipples so they don't peek out!" "😩"

Is constantly worried someone is going to try and hurt you or take you from him so now you have a bunch of rules.

You can't go anywhere before you tell Daddy, You can't hang out with anyone unless Daddy says it's ok, Daddy has to check your phone every day and every night, You must pick up when Daddy calls, Daddy wants you to check in every hour try to do it at least twice and the most important rule Show Daddy how much you love him.

Yes, it's very hard to be your sugar daddy but you make it all worth it for him when your on your knees giving Daddy's cock all the kisses and love he deserves. Such a good girl for him.

#yandere tokyo revengers #yandere chifuyu matsuno #yandere izana kurokawa

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yandereloversblog · 2 years

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Hi :) if you're writing for tokyo revengers can i have a headcanon for Mikey, Ran, Chifuyu and Inupi when their s/o is a pom pom girl/ chearleader ? Like she dance like a girl kpop idol to cute song ? If it's possible <3

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄!𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲, 𝐑𝐚𝐧, 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐢

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚖 𝚙𝚘𝚖 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦: 𝚃𝚘𝚔𝚢𝚘 𝚁𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚛𝚘 "𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚢" 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚘, 𝚁𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒, 𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚢𝚞 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚘, 𝚂𝚎𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚞 𝙸𝚗𝚞𝚒

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛, 𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛 , 𝚄𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚎𝚝, 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛, 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝙸𝚗𝚟𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚌𝚢

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜

╰┈➤ . . . 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: For this request I'd like to think they're sort of dating their darling. Also you didn't specify the timeline so I did this before the Tenjiku arc.

-> 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 "𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲" 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

Mikey has two reasons for going to school, one is to eat lunch with Draken and two is to see you preform your cute little cheers during practice.

Mikey just sits there and stares with a happy grin as you wave the pom poms around so cutely.

You were so sweet, accepting his confession and always willing to show Mikey new moves you learned.

"So adorable~ I'm gonna make you cheer me on whenever I fight you know~"

... Needless to say there are a lot of those fights, just because you dress so cutely others always approach you with the intention of wanting more than just to talk.

Which is why Mikey is always glued to your hips whenever it's humanly possible.

Constant compliments and hugs from him.

Though you'll have to witness a lot of Mikey's violence tendencies because anyone who looks at you is a target.

Mikey isn't above killing someone even know, you think he'll let the pests who keep bothering you go? No.

"My [Y/N]-chin is super cute right?~ Still what gives you the right to lay your disgusting eyeballs on her, huh? Drop dead."

-> 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

Loves to get you accessories and outfits so he can see you perform in different styles.

Always playing dress up and takes you out shopping so you can choose whatever you want.

He just drops everything and even drags Rindou with him to see your performance when you say you found a new song you liked.

"You looked so cute darling~ how about you give me a private show after?"

And he's not kidding, Ran may seem laid back but he always monitors your moves, makes sure none of them are too... Showy just incase perverts would be watching you.

Not that it's any trouble, he can fight fuckers and beat them up until death.

But he's a little possessive over you still, so you might have a hickey or two showing each time you preform.

Subtly manipulating you to wear jewelry or clothes with his initials on it.

Just know he's not scared to beat people to death, but fortunately for him everyone just hears Ran's name and stays away from you.

"That's not my blood [Y/N], don't worry~ I just had to take care of someone who was following you a little too closely... I only accept thanks in kisses sweetheart~"

-> 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐨

This man is putty in your hands-

You give him one text that you're practicing and he immediately rushes over to observe you.

Secretly takes pictures and records on top of the pictures he asks for.

Chifuyu will always cheer you on as well, number one hypeman.

Always provides you with water at the end of practice, a towel too.

"You did amazing as always [Y/N]!"

His personality does a 180 with others tho.

With you: hearts are literally coming off him.

With others: literally glaring 24/7 if they approach you, or even more so interupt your talk with him.

WILL blackmail whoever tries to get close to you. He's not above beating people either.

Killing though?... It's more precise and planned, a lot of research is done and only if someone harassed you, annoyed you and made you uncomfortable.

"This is all for [Y/N] so I don't feel guilty. You pigs should've seen it coming when you decided to annoy my angel."

-> 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐮 𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐢

Inui never really had interest in anything other than the Black Dragons.

But for you he was willing to do anything.

And that includes taking an interest in your interests, though he could listen to you talk for hours.

Trying to act surprised when you showed him your cute little hobby of dancing even thought he knew.

"You looked so good, [Y/N]~ can you do that again? If it's alright with you, may I record it?"

Gently cheering you on as you show him the routine you worked so hard on.

Definitely has a hidden room full of your pictures, videos saved in a file for him to enjoy when you aren't with him.

Might've snuck inside your house once or twice and taken a few things-

Anyone who discourages you or causes any negative feelings is immediately a target of Inui's wrath.

Seishu has little care for things that he doesn't have an interest on, so to see annoying bugs hang around you while you're just trying to have fun pisses him off.

"You couldn't just stay in your lane and have minded your own business, why did you have to bother my angel? But if it's for [Y/N] I'm willing to get my hands dirty."

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere headcanons #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere tokyo rev #yandere tokrev #yandere mikey #yandere manjiro sano #yandere ran haitani #yandere chifuyu #yandere seishu inui #yandere inui #yandere chifuyu matsuno

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bajibitch · 2 years

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Request: another set of polyamory headcanons. Yandere!

Sanzu & Rindou, Baji & Chifuyu, Mitsuya & Draken

Haruchiyo & Rindou

Love: No one suspects any kind of relationship between them since they don't act any different. They both love you and respect one another but don't see a reason to force chemistry that isn't there. It's only apparent that they’re polygamous when you come around because they both flock to you and don't attack one another for sweet-talking and kissing you casually.

Crisis: Rindou hates that Haruchiyo wants to be fluid bonded with you since he doesn't want to use protection every time and every once in a while he asks if they can have a different arrangement but it gets shot down without hesitation.

Punishment: They don't care to hit you, in fact, most of the time they're relying on their strength to keep you in line. The most terrifying part is when they argue over who gets to put you in your place because they both voice what they want to do and decide which punishment is worse. If they can't agree on who does it then they just take turns. That's not to say that they jump for joy when you give them a reason to hurt you, they just expect you to be too fearful to act against them when they’re done.

Baji & Chifuyu

Love: They were dating each other first and the both of them hid their feelings for you from one another because they felt wrong, but after talking they decided their love was strong and they could give more without taking away from each other. It was easy joining the relationship since they weren't overbearing or impatient, giving you time to think about it.

Crisis: The problem comes when you want out of the relationship and learn you can't leave. Chifuyu’s able to handle your harsh words when you blow up on him but Baji can only take so much depending on what you say, so he matches your energy until you back down. Rather than talking with Baji after the arguments, Chifuyu would try to get you to be more understanding of the position you put them in and how you made them feel when you gave up on them.

Punishment: They don't want to do anything harsh like cutting or stabbing because they don't want to end up killing you from attacking the wrong area. Instead, they rely on isolation with just a bit of conversation when they’re cleaning you up or giving you a meal.

Ken & Mitsuya

Love: Being so close made them know each other almost as well as they knew themselves, so it wasn't hard to realize they felt the same way about you. At first, they agreed that they would leave you alone since they didn't want the other to be heartbroken, but the thought of having you stayed in their minds. It wasn't long before they caught each other stalking you and came to an agreement that involved you residing in their new home. They aren't together but they have a casual relationship.

Crisis: They’re both very understanding of your situation so they aren't surprised when you’re pushing them away and cursing them out since they know it's a lot to process. They’re not going to be rushing you to come to your senses and love them because they know it’ll only make it harder for you to adjust, so they are there for you in the best way that they can.

Punishment: Ken learns that Mitsuya can be pretty sadistic but since he doesn't go too far he doesn't complain and lets him take care of disciplining you. The punishments only happen when you try to harm them, it's never for things like needing space. However, if you were to run away they’d just install better security and take turns monitoring you until things were better.

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yanderederee · 11 months

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DoubleDate,

May14th, 2004

a/n: lol, I wrote this Before MeetMyGang, so details regarding readers first time on a bike aren’t accurate anymore, buuut I don’t think anyone cares~:)

Before! › here! › after!

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You’d admired Baji for a long time now.

He was scary, and strong enough to do anything he put his mind to. He prioritized the people important to him, and took everything involving his loved ones very seriously. He was gentle to creatures weaker than him, and took them under his protection. Baji was sincere and dedicated in everything he did.

Baji Keisuke wasn’t a bad guy. And you loved him so much.

Baji, on the other hand, was having a hard time coming to terms with how he felt about you.

But he couldn’t push down the wonderment you always left him feeling after an encounter. You were his friend, no question. But you were so fragile. Meeker than the punks he usually rode with.

Keisuke still couldn’t admit it, but you’d successfully stolen his heart.

“Dude, invite her out or something. It’s summer break, you won’t see her for another month.”

“I didn’t even say anything?” Baji glared questionably at his blond friend.

“Didn’t have do. You’ve been mopping around all week. Probably because—“

“Chose your next words carefully Matsuno,” Baji cut in monotone. Chifuyu puffed his cheeks. “Fine fine,” he backed off, stretching from his previous spot as Peke J’s bed. “See ya then.” He waved off, throwing his bag over his shoulder and headed to the door.

“Oi! What for?” Baji complained.

Sure he had a lot of better shit he could be doing with his time. He could go to Akihabara for the weekend while his mom was gone. He could ride out anywhere he really wanted to and enjoy the summer time he earned. That you helped him earn.

“Why, i thought you were too busy moping around to notice.” Chifuyu joked without malice. After, he quipped his brand new phone out with a wide grin. “And if you’re ever so curious, Y/nnchan just invited me out to meet at the cat cafe.~”

The first division captain stared at his vice underling with a deep mix of emotion. He could identify one of those complicated feelings as jealousy.

You asked to hang out with Chifuyu? Baji looked over at the vibrant screen of Chifuyu’s phone, barely making out your name. Pink and blue bubbles littered the screen. “When did you get her number in the first place?”

“Not too many of the guys have phones, so Mom, Ryoko and Y/n are my only contacts right now.”

Baji suddenly really wanted a cellphone.

“So, you coming or what?” Chifuyu asked, throwing Baji a balled up pair of black socks. “Why would I come?” He grumbled out.

“Cause she asked me to invite you~” Chifuyu grinned wickedly. His heart stopped for a moment.

“Hurry up or I’m gonna tell her you bailed!” Chifuyu yelled before darting out of the apartment. “Damnit! Hold on you son of a bitch!”

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When the two managed to get to the cat cafe, they were already ten minutes early for the agreed meeting time. “Oh, party of three? Booth 9, enjoy!” The waitress purred once they entered. Confused, they looked over and saw you looking over the menu.

“You’re early!” Chifuyu laughed when he was first to enter the booth. “Chi! Yeah, haha, I was here when I texted you actually.” Your eyes darted over to Baji, happiness spread across your features. “Kei! So happy you came!”

Baji avoided making eye contact, sure to out himself shy if he did. “The hell? Cute~,” Chifuyu laughed again, his comment clearly coming off as more than friendly. Baji felt heat prickle his ears at this point. Was he trying to provoke him?

You laughed at Chifuyu’s comment, and held the menu out to the both of them. “I ordered a few appetizers already, the frushi is actually the specialty of the day!” You chirped along the menu with excitement.

Well, if nothing else, Chifuyu wasn’t a liar. You really were so cute. A little weird and outgoing, but so, undeniably cute.

“I’ll probably get an order of gyoza.” Baji thought out loud, lazily holding the menu in front of him.

Chifuyu ordered a blue ramune poured over a lemonlime soda.

Baji ordered a black cherry soda with a subtle vanilla cream mix rested at the bottom.

And after much deliberation, you decided on a rich brown-sugar milk tea.

“It’s a little surprising how much cats love you, Kei.” You admitted. “No kidding, strays far and wide can’t get enough of him. Baji actually always leaves his bedroom window open for—” Chifuyu went along praising his captain, ultimately leading to his embarrassed captain to cut him off abruptly.

“Oh yeah!! Didn’t you say you had a cat, Chi?” You asked.

“Oh yeah, Peke J! He’s adventurous, and visits with Baji more than he’s actually home. I bet he’d really like you.”

Baji just couldn’t put his finger on it. Chifuyu was just being friendly, yet somehow he was getting under his skin like never before. “Yaknow, Baji and I actually talked about opening a pet shop in the future!”

You beamed in response to the topic, gaze fluttering between the two delinquents. “A pet store?” You asked, nibbling on a gyoza.

Chifuyu glanced over at Baji, hoping he’d jump into the conversation.

This was his role after all, the perfect natural wingman.

Unfortunately, Baji only saw the situation for its surface level; Chifuyu was blatantly flirting with you for the both of them, Right in front of him.

Baji glared a little bit, and shrugged. “Nah, Mikey‘s talkin about seriously applying himself to motor racing. Sounds sweet,” he grinned his canines.

Chifuyu gaped at his answer. Was he trying to look cool? Was he seriously that oblivious to romantic ques?

Yet, ever the same look of amazement, you smiled back. “Motor racing?! I totally forgot that’s like, your guys’ thing, motor bikes!” You visibly prickle with excitement. “I’ve never been close to one actually. They’re really loud and kinda scary from what I see, but you guys use them all the time right?”

The both of them gaped at your reaction. “They seem pretty cool.” You laughed almost awkwardly, Almost as if to let out a hint, but ready to retract at any sign of uncomfortability.

Chifuyu looked at his captain, the stars glaring over his vision obvious. “Baji’s bike is sick! A Suzuki GSX250E! With an attached second seater. He won’t admit it but he saved up a bunch so I could ride alongside him to Toman meetings.” He praised his captains generosity openly again.

“Yer full of shit,” Baji laughed, “I had that thing way before you.”

“How thoughtful! Chifuyu’s pretty new to the gang, so you haven’t saved up enough for a bike yet, right?” You asked Chifuyu, the eye contact you shared making Baji feel a little … possessive? “I’m doing very good saving up for one!” Chifuyu perked up, eager. The only other person he could brag these hobbies with was Kazutora, after all.

“You have a bike model in mind?” You asked, tilting your head, as you allowed an all-white rag doll cat affectionately demand your attention. Baji rose a brow, your choice of words making him curious. “How much you know about bikes?”

You giggled sheepishly, hiding your face in the cats fur. “J-just a little. I just, got a little curious, s-so I learned a few neat facts,” you waved this off quickly, and drew the attention back to one of them. “I really don’t know much besides what a book would tell you. Are you trying to shop for speed or style?”

To you, it seemed like a genuinely honest and curious question. To them, they had finally found something to hold over your smart little head. Something they knew all about, and for you to be clueless!

“Baji goes for speed. I’m thinking as long as I can keep up, I might as well aim for something flashy!” Chifuyu admitted with pride.

“Oi, don’t talk down about my Goki like that! It looks cool as hell,” Baji kicked the blonde affectionately.

“Actually, that makes me wonder, how do you guys even get your bikes? They’re like, triple digit thousand yen. Do you all just have jobs or something?” You asked while more felines covered what was visible of you.

Chifuyu plucks one of the cats what began to claw biscuits into your exposed skin, and cradled it in his arms lovingly.

Baji struggled, stuffing his face with a third gyoza. “My bike didn’t really ride when I first found it. A real piece of junk. But I brought the pieces to Shin and asked if he could make it drivable.”

“Guess it wasn’t in that bad o’f shape. Polished up the framework and helped put the parts together, baby was driving the next two months.”

“So Mikey’s brother spotted you the cost to restore your shitty bike?” Chifuyu teased. “Asshole! I paid with physical labor for that bike!” Baji pushed.

Putting the context clues together, you asked without filter, “Shin sounds like a nice guy, helping you restore a bike so willingly. Maybe he could give you tips, Chifuyu.”

The atmosphere got deathly quiet.

No one wanted to say anything, evident on Baji’s hardened expression and Chifuyu being visibly nervous. “He’s dead,” Baji said finally, no indication to continue.

“Oh… I’m sorry to hear that,” you say quietly, briefly lowering your head to show your condolences. “Based on how you speak of him, Mikey seems to take after him. What does he drive?” You asked, making an attempt to sweep the rough atmosphere away.

To you, it seemed as though the subject of Shinichiro’s passing was an unpleasant one. You felt it impolite to pry.

Baji looks you over, noticing your calm demeanor as you handled the tense answer he just gave. He was used to people acting nervous around him if he wasn’t careful. But he liked feeling as though he didn’t need to filter his words to appear kinder, when he simply didn’t want to talk about it. Baji really liked the way you always treated him so kindly, accepting his sharp attitude without taking it personally.

“A Honda. CB250t.” Baji answered without reluctance. He didn’t mean to come off prickly, but the pause insinuated otherwise.

You began thinking something over in your head, before a cat pounced to get your attention, making you shriek with laughter.

“Sorry sorry,” you apologize to the jealous cat, divvying out a generous handful of treats. This distraction seemed to serve as a middle point of the lunch. Drinks were about finished, food demolished, and the sun was still high in the sky.

Chifuyu yawned, and stretched his limbs. “Way too nice to just go back home though,” he admitted, tossing his head in Baji’s direction. “What’s everybody else doing?”

Baji reciprocated the yawn, and rested his head on the back of the chair. His eyes were focused on you as you played so joyously with the cats. He couldn’t get over just how cute he thought you were. He’d be damned if he said that out loud though.

Not realizing he had went silent, Baji lost himself in through, gaze softened your way. He was so used to his obnoxious glasses blocking this lovestruck look, he found himself doing it again without them.

Chifuyu took note of this, getting mild second hand embarrassment from how oblivious Baji was.

Chifuyu wanted to feel grateful that, at least, you were too distracted by the cats to notice his captain’s affectionate stare. Except, when he glanced over at you, Chifuyu saw a twinkle of something in your eye.

You knew Baji was staring at you. And by acting as though you didn’t notice, you soak in the unintentional affection, with a blush and a smile.

Chifuyu felt his heart rate Racing at this point. This was The Most silent, yet intense, atmosphere of backhanded flirting, without so much as eye contact to fuel the flames.

The waitress had made her rounds by this point, clearing the table of everything, and asking you three if you would like anything to go. “I’d like to order two shortcakes, and three lemon iced teas please! One yuzu, rose, and lavender.” You agreed, while Chifuyu added a specialty lemonade on the to go order.

“I don’t have anything else to do,” you admitted while the three of you gathered your bearings. “Any plans?” You asked, giving no credit to Chifuyu’s exact same question that’d went ignored earlier.

Baji shruggled. “Nah. All that talk about bikes for me itching to ride, though.” He smirked.

Baji liked you, he really did. This whole time, he had made an effort to push you to not get too close. But this moment, covered in cat hair, disheveled and smiling so affectionately. Baji couldn’t help but ask,

“How bout it? You think modified bikes are cool, how bout taking a ride on one?”

The way your face lit up at his question blinded the two delinquents. “Really?!” You asked, clearly excited. “Well don’t get all misty eyed!” Baji blared back, embarrassed.

Once the three of you had gotten your to go orders, you all made way back to their apartment complex to pick up Baji’s bike and keys.

Being the sweet little thing you were, you bashful admitted the to-go order you placed was actually meant for their mothers. “Moms like it when you get them a little treat, to show your gratitude!” You reasoned with their confused response.

The first stop came to Chifuyu’s apartment, since it was two floors below Baji’s.

Chifuyu sighed, a little embarrassed at the way you chatted so openly and casually with his mom.

“She probably thinks y/n’s my girlfriend, she always jumps to conclusions like that.”

It was quiet when Baji didn’t give a reaction. He’d planned on simply waiting patiently for you to finish. He could help but notice the way you chatted this same way with his own mom.

“Guess that wouldn’t be so bad.” Chifuyu whispered by accident. Your conversation with Chifuyu’s mom died out from Keisuke’s ears, the only thing he could register was Chifuyu’s whispered words.

He knew he was overthinking it, so like everything else, he pushed the thought down, even if it did bother him.

“Well, I wanted to drop off the lavender tea and cake! I’m glad to know you’re well!” You went to wave your goodbye. “Finally we can go!” Baji grinned, hyping up his spirit to ride. “Not so fast,” you shook your head at him. “Still gatta drop off the cake and tea I got for your mom!”

Baji was stunned once again. He really did try having patience with you, but damn were you making it difficult. Without argument though, the two boys followed you to the sixth floor.

“Y/n!! I’m so happy to see you,” Ryoko sighed with contentment when she’d successfully tucked under her arm in a big hug. “Jeez, glad she doesn’t greet me that way,” Baji mumbled to Chifuyu, who laughed in response. “Cake and tea? I knew you were my favorite kid,” she took a sip of the yuzu lemon iced tea.

“Hate to remind you that I’m an only child, hag,” Baji bit back. “Gonna change; the cat hair’s starting to itch.” He rolled his eyes, leaving Chifuyu alone with the girls. “So, how’s my second favorite kid?” Ryoko asks with comical volume, aimed in Chifuyu’s direction. Chifuyu chuckled at the muffled “shut up!” that came out of Baji’s room, holding up the keys to Baji’s Suzuki.

“She’s never been on a bike before, so Baji’s gonna take Y/n riding before the meet up tonight.”

“Oi, Kei! You be careful!” She yelled seriously, sashaying over to the spare coat closet. “Do you have an extra helmet?” She asked, earning an annoyed grunt from her teenage son.

“Yes, I have an extra helmet-“ he tried agreeing with her, “is it clean?” She asked, making Baji pause his response. “…Who was the last to wear it again?”

Ryoko sighed, and pulled down a dark purple cycle helmet. “Please wear this,” she asked you, holding the sturdy plastic into your hand. “I used to wear it when I’d go out riding. ‘Long as you and Kei stay friends, use it for me, alright?”

Needlessly sentimental, you hugged her as you’d accepted the helmet before your exit.

“Where do you usually keep your bike?” you asked, aware that parking one’s bike at home can be dangerous. “Theres a cheap parking garage down the street.” Baji nodded in the direction of the garage when the turn came up.

Once making it in, the three of you circled the bike in admiration. “It’s nice,” you hummed, modestly squatting to checkout the details of the bike. “It’s okay if I touch right?” You asked.

Nervously, Baji squats beside you and made a gesture to show it was fine to do so. Ever so gently, you traced your fingers along the exhaust pipe, as though you would peel away the metal to look further inside. Quietly, you hummed, and examined the parts most visible. “It’s big though, I don’t think my feet can reach the peddle..”

Both Baji and Chifuyu laughed. “You thought i was gonna just let you ride my bike like that?” He asked as though it wasn’t even a consideration. “Huh? Is that not what you meant earlier?” You asked, embarrassed. Baji laughed again, barely making it to his feet.

“You dork! I was just gonna drive you around some backroads.” He ruffled your hair roughly. You gave a sheepish “oh” before looking away in embarrassment. “W-well, that’s fine.” You said, a little shyer this time.

Chifuyu’s eye glinted from your wit.

Chifuyu could read you like the back of his hand, a feat Baji was clearly oblivious to. By acting shy, you automatic lit a flame of nervousness under Keisuke’s idea of a platonic activity. You were hinting at the exposure—tiptoeing that line of flirtation neither of you quite crossed.

And Baji fell for your tricks like a lovesick fool, suddenly bashful and confused for as to why.

“What ‘bout you Chi?” You asked, lining the scene with a comfortable middle ground between both boys. Body language gave away you still tried including Chifuyu, as to not kick him out as an unnecessary third wheel.

“Kinda itchy with cat hair, honestly. Think I’m gonna take a shower and check out what Ryusei’s doing. Catch ya later?” He asked.

It was Chifuyu’s turn to finally let go of the reins; he’d secretly initiated the date, lead the conversation, and got you two to this point. His job was complete. Satisfied, he turned to walk away. “Wait,” you pulled on Chifuyu’s sleeve, subconsciously making the boy lean into your cupped hand. “Thanks for today, it meant a lot to me.” And with an innocent kiss to the corner of his lip and cheek, you doddled back to Baji, who’d bucking his heel against the kick Stand.

Chifuyu wouldn’t stop thinking about that chast kiss you gave him. How soft it was. How precise your movemeets were— you had Meant to kiss him where you had. Not enough to consider romantic, but definitely a forewarning that it could have been. He was swimming in those thoughts, even when he watched you and Baji plow down the street happily.

Was he seriously falling in love with his Boss’s crush?

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