#yandere rindo haitani

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Quiet Afternoon

Yandere BFF Bonten Rindo & Bimbo!Reader

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a little nsfw spinoff from my BFF Rindo series, starting here, masterlist here! not necessary to read but it'll provide some context imo

tw: yandere, smut, dubcon, sexual assault, double pen, afab reader, dead dove do not eat

The muffled clap of skin meeting skin echoed through the opulently decorated bedroom, though calling the enormous space a bedroom was generously stretching the term to its limit. Tastefully decked out in dark-toned hardwoods and the occasional flourish of gold and silver, the priceless masterpieces that decorated the walls and corner of the room as if spoils of wars were barely visible in the dim light, polished frames and shined metal unable to shimmer in the dull ambient glow of the intricate chandelier that hung above the bed. Yet despite all the glitters and glamor that shared the space, it was only the four-poster bed that received any ounce of the spotlight - or more so you, ever so elegantly posed naked on your fours above less sparsely-dressed yet obviously fuming Rindo.

“What the fuck-” The words were hissed through gritted teeth as he harshly thursted himself upwards. “Did I say about talking to the others? Huh?!” You only huffed, unable to even catch your breath as strong arms simultaneously forced you backwards and onto him, his hips meeting the flesh of your buttocks with a wet slap as the Bonten executive plunged his entire length into you.

You, however, barely seemed to notice your self-proclaimed best friend’s foul mood as he pounded himself into you, the pleasure overwhelming any coherent thought that might have been left in that empty head of yours. Angelic voice that once could transfix and mesmerize crowds now reduced to mere huffing and wheezing, your doe-like eyes rolled backwards as he grinded his cock harshly against that one soft, spongy spot of your inner wall. Rindo was sure that the only thing keeping you up was his strength; the same strength that had kept you safe from the big bad world since you wore him down into friendship in childhood. But it was precisely this fact that had the well-feared mobster pissed off enough to tip his hand and break the sole unspoken rule he had held himself to for all these years to punish you.

Even after so long and what could be considered a forcibly short but successful stint as an idol, you still had barely a brain cell to share between both halves of your head, still couldn’t even follow a single simple instruction that he was sure he had drilled into you countless times. 

It was just a routine job, no more than a few hours to be spent apart from you. His orders were easy and direct as they always were when it came to you: forbidding you from leaving the room until he was back, to keep the door locked at all times, and to not breathe a word to any of the other Bonten members except in an absolute emergency. Straightforward enough, yet where did he find you upon his return from his exhausting mission? Not in your shared room, no; he found you instead mesmerized by Koko, that slick, stingy motherfucker trying to brainwash you into selling nudes. Convincing you that he, Rindo, your best friend in the entire world, wouldn’t mind in the slightest since there was money to be made, and that Koko had buyers - dedicated, obsessed and very, very wealthy fans still reeling from your sudden retirement from the industry - lined up that would shell out a bomb for just a mere teasing shot in your panties. 

Lies. You should know better than to think those honeyed words were nothing but lies. Because you were his and only his, and as your friend and sole protector, he would happily kill every last person who dared to lay such vulgar eyes on you.

“Why were you with Koko? What else did he say?” The younger of the Haitanis demanded, gloved grip tightening ever so slightly around your hips.

Despite the strong air-conditioning going at full blast and having done so for the past couple of hours, the prominent beads of sweat that clung to your forehead gleamed softly as if crystals clung to your skin as you panted, gasping to catch your next breath. A complete opposite from his own state. Rindo didn’t feel the slightest bit winded from this post-work workout despite being mostly clad in his combat outfit: the bulletproof vest paired with a simple black shirt and tie only missing a similarly colored pair of pants, with said clothing having long been stripped off and hurriedly discarded. Though more irritating was having to watch the dirt and grime and filthy blood of the outside world being rubbed off onto your bare skin - he’ll have to make sure that you got an extra thorough bath later. God only knows what kind of sickness you could catch.

You, however, remained unresponsive to Rindo’s demands except the occasional whuff and sharp exhale, lost in the pleasure rippling through your body from the valley between your legs. 

Finally pulling himself out from his spiraling thoughts, the Bonten executive paused in his movements, sharp violet eyes narrowing at your failure to respond as he left himself half submerged in your folds. “Are you even listening?” He snarled, accompanied with another strong thrust that earned him a throaty gasp from you before stopping once more.

Rindo’s only answer was your struggle against his hold in a vain attempt to regain the sudden loss of friction. “Ah-ahh Rin-rin,” you whined, pleaded, as you desperately tried to regain the momentum that sparked pleasure in your abdomen, though your attempt to grind against him was in vain. "I really tr-ied!"

He already did so much for you - the tattoo on the front of his neck that branded him as Bonten was all for you. Who better to protect you from rabid world who would tear you apart without hesitation than the largest criminal organization in Japan? All those tortured souls, those eyes that he stared straight into before ending their life, all the blood that stained his hands. Rindo did it to keep you safe, to keep you by his side. And this was how you repaid your best friend? “You didn’t try hard enough.”

Countless men he had killed who had tried to take you away, who had tried to steal away your heart, who had tried to get you to notice them. And countless more he will kill - strangers, Bonten employees, former fans. He would kill them all for you. But even now, Rindo couldn’t quite muster himself to get genuinely angry at you. Even after you betrayed his trust, it was pretty much what Rindo had expected - you had always been quite the airhead, which was why you depended on him, why he, your best friend, had to care for you and look after you.

He’ll punish you for this transgression all right, but not too much; the thought of you fearing him, leaving him, sent shivers down his spine. Just a little bit wouldn’t hurt to keep you in line.

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Sure, Ran might have been strolling down Executive Row with the precise intention of poking his nose into his younger brother’s business, especially after the juicy rumors swirling as to what went down a couple of hours earlier with Koko. Now clean and dressed in a fresh set of shirt and shorts, this part of Bonten HQ was predictably void of souls - no servant would dare be caught loitering where the bosses lived. But being able to hear your harmonious voice whining from the corridor for all to hear? Even he didn’t expect something so bold from Rindo, not when the latter had a custom-made soundproof bedroom door installed the day he moved in. And sure enough, the thick, heavy padded steel door was slightly ajar, an oddity in the otherwise lifeless hallway neatly lined with an alternating pattern of invaluable treasures and rightly shut doors - Rindo must have been in a mighty hurry if he failed to do something so routine.

The rare and untimely creak of the usually well-oiled door fortunately failed to draw any attention, Ran noted, and the full view of your naked backside mooning him from the entrance quickly made it clear what his dear brother was occupied with. He remembered you well not only from your shared childhood in the Haitani household, but more recently from your time on the stage, those captivating melodies that you belted out without a second thought roaring up to the front of his mind once more. No doubt he still hears them from time to time on the air, but having had the opportunity to listen to you in person once, it was clear why you had rocketed to stardom. But ah Rindo - he kept you close to his side all this time. Negotiating with Mikey just to let him have you, he was always so obsessed with you, baring his teeth at any of the other executives that dared to even glance your way, let alone allowing you anywhere close to rabid fans eager for a piece of you. He even hides his fucking gun from you. No wonder he forced you to retire from stardom.

For a moment, Ran stood watching the two of you from the doorway. Rindo was frustrated at whatever sin it was that you had committed, and this was his idea of a “punishment”, yet that baby boy nestled amidst the luxurious fabrics was still so obviously, painfully gentle. The way he was edging you so carefully, glancing up at your face every other second just to make sure you weren’t actually hurting, still giving you the occasional pump so that you weren’t left completely high and dry; what else was there to say? Ran was nowhere this kind even to his favorite private whores. The smell of sex filled every breath he took as the cool air leaked out from the bedroom and into the otherwise empty passage, before the man finally turned to gently close the door behind him, locking it shut. A smell he was no stranger to, and while he was sure Rindo would maybe be okay if it was just him, but he would definitely be pissed if any of the others ever saw you in your current state. Pissed enough to end them with a clean gunshot to the head probably, and Ran shuddered at the possibility of having to bail Rindo out from Mikey’s wrath.

A soft chime ringing out from an unseen clock was like the starting bell of a fight, and it was a smirk that pulled at Ran’s lips as he padded over to the centerpiece of the room. Time to make this little session a proper punishment - he did have a heart after all, and if it did help Rindo keep you more in line, then fantastic

Your self-proclaimed best friend only took note of the unwelcome intruder when the nightstand drawer was pulled open, and in an instance, that look of mock anger (Ran was certain it was all just a bluff) fell away into horror as their eyes met. “What the fuck-“ Rindo stammered, the gears in his head seemingly coming to a grinding halt. You at least had enough awareness left in you to let out an eep at the sudden introduction of another voice, though you quickly settled back down as Rindo’s arms tightened protectively around you; maybe you assumed that all this was Rindo’s idea? Ran wouldn’t be surprised - your airhead already relied so heavily on the other to guide you through life.

“You left the door open. So I invited myself in.” The older of the two helpfully supplemented, signature lazy grin plastered all over his face as he rummaged for a little before pulling out a small tube.

“Get out!”

“Aww Rin-Rin, why’re you being so mean?” Ran teased as he slid onto the plush bed, comfy blankets that usually swaddled you and your delicate skin puffing up under his bony self as the man made his way across the enormous mattress. “I’m just here to help.”

“Don’t you dare touch her,” swore Rindo, the previous anger that had melted away from his face just minutes ago flaring up once more, cheeks reddening as he glared down Ran. “I’ll fucking kill you, I swear.”

But the fighting words barely bothered the older Haitani, more than used to his brother’s all bark and no bite when it came to actually making a move in front of you. “You want to punish her, don’t ya?” Drawled Ran, as he finally reached you. You jumped when cold hands touched your cheeks, spreading them apart with a critical eye as if appreciating a feast. “Doesn’t seem like it with what you’re doing.” 

Ignoring the continuously growing threats that Rindo was growling at him from the bed, Ran instead busied himself making a show of squeezing out what was revealed to be lube from the small tube and generously coating his fingers. The shiny liquid seemingly glimmered under the light of the chandelier against the backdrop of your equally glittery skin, his anticipation of what was to come shortly quickly leading to a tent in his shorts. After all, desire for something was directly proportional to how off-limits it was, and you had been off-limits to him since Rindo first brought you home. He couldn’t wait. Casually pushed two slicked digits into your tight pucker, giving it a few lazy pumps in what seemed like an attempt to loosen and oil your bottom up for him, his impatience got the better of him, and the Bonten executive gave up all pretense. Hurriedly pushing down the band of his shirts and pulling out his already hard dick, you weren’t given a warning other than the light touch of his length as Ran lined himself up. 

Your eyes popped open the same time that his head was forced past your ring of muscles, and your nose scrunched, an unmistakable sign of the flaring pain from between your legs. And the struggles started right after as you made a valiant attempt to free yourself from Rindo’s arms, the beads of sweat that clung to your hair holding on for dear life as you tried to wriggle away. “Ri-Rin, it hurts…”

But Ran was already lost to the warm heaven he, like an explorer stumbling upon the entrance to nirvana, had discovered within your wriggling body.  “Oh- oh f-fuck,” was all the man could moan as his length sank in slowly and surely, the feeling of your newly opened bottom clutching and squeezing around his dick pure ecstasy, his mind almost liquid mush. Was this heaven what Rindo had been hiding from him all these years? Probably not, the executive floatingly mused to himself, as he pushed himself further inwards, given how deep in denial his younger brother was when it came to his relationship with you. 

Your backdoor was miles better than any whore he had taken, in a league of your own, and that was putting it lightly - the warmth of your insides around him, combined with your muffled pained whines almost enough for the older Haitani to cum instantly if he had an ounce lesser of self-control. Sex might not have been Rindo’s top priority for keeping you out of the public’s eye and away from the rest of the Bonten executives, but god it should be - Ran would have been happy to pay an unimaginable number of zeros just for access to you..

Even Rindo let out a deep throated groan at the additional friction, before he caught himself and bit it back. Yet it was clear that you were stretched beyond your limit, the double penetration visibly causing strain between your legs, your thighs spasming with effort as you bit down hard on your lips, tears welling in those doe eyes of yours.

Slender fingers reaching down to gingerly touch at where you and Rindo were joined, the light exploratory brushes of his fingertips only serve to intensify your discomfort, as judged from the whimper that escaped your lips. Ran whistled - if that was enough to hurt…. That too failed to stop the smugly grinning executive, the older Haitani never ceasing as he continued to force his way past muscles that failed to keep him out, until he finally bottomed out in you, his balls slapping with enough force to let out an audible squelch. A pause, a temporary mercy to let you adjust to his size alongside Rindo’s, but more for Ran to admire the new expression that tore at your face.

An agonized grimace, a bleed of blood that adorned your plush lips, the idol that captured hearts was lost in the sea of pain he was putting you through. There was something beautiful about it, Ran admitted, as he ran one hand through your sweat-drenched hair, teasingly tracing light patterns into your back - he doubt there were many people who had ever seen this side of you, and it was a privilege he would treasure. The lust came flooding back as your tears fell, and Ran couldn’t resist leaning over to press a kiss to the back of your head before straightening.

“Move Rindo,” Ran grunted, as he started to grind his cock against your walls, pulling out slightly before slamming himself back in. “Move, dammit.”

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“Fucking hell Ran, you’re hurting her!” In a bid to dislodge the other from you, the younger of the two had attempted to roll you over and under him, but the slightest nudge had you crying out at the extra stretch, and Rindo stopped. He wasn’t going to lie that he wasn’t enjoying the extra friction - he had never experienced anything close before - but you were and always will be his first priority. You crying was the last thing he wanted, and the guilt was welling at the base of his gut. What fresh new hell was he putting you through? 

Yet for all the nasty names his brain was yelling at him for not calling off this entire session, for not reaching under his pillow for his gun, Rindo couldn’t bring himself to pull out just yet. Against him knowing better than to continue, his hips began to thrust once more, and said gangster could only shove down the protesting best friend inside him.

He couldn’t tell when him and Ran had synced up, their thrusts falling into a pattern of one in, one out. The sheer friction generated was godly - the divine feeling of his cock rubbing up against another felt through the thin wall that separated your pussy from your ass as they were forced past each other. And as the seconds  - minutes, hours? Rindo had long lost track of time - your own cries of pain died down, you letting out tired whines and grunts as you laid spent on Rindo’s chest, the two brothers too busy hammering their hips against yours in a chase of pleasure to notice. All three of you toppled over that edge at the same time, Rindo letting out a strangled ‘fuck’ before like a tension coil finally allowed to release, his hot cum spurted deep into you as he shuddered against you. And nestled as far as he could push in your ass, Ran’s cock pulsed and shuddered as he too released his load into you. 

Around them, the sudden warmth seemed to trigger a response from you, your walls tightening around them as you came, though you barely twitched, your eyes already half-closed as you laid cuddled against Rindo, exhausted. Letting out a satisfied grunt, Ran finally pulled out of you, falling backwards to sit on the plush bed in a daze, the last dribble of cum drooling from the head of his softening dick. “That was- '' Said mafioso swallowed hard, unable to describe the feeling, though jumbled mind quickly latched on to the white cum starting to seep from both your holes. “Trying to get her pregnant?” 

Post-nut clarity hit Rindo like a truck, and the bliss plastered across his face evaporated, giving way to a dark, angry look. Reaching under his pillow, it was that telltale click as a familiar pistol was pulled from underneath the white covers. “That was you overstaying your welcome,” snarled Rindo, as he leveled the barrel straight at Ran. “Fuck. Off.”

Ran beat a hasty retreat, barely able to push his dick back into his shorts before he disappeared behind the heavy steel bedroom door, said door groaning as it was locked shut with a soft thud. 

Alone once more, the background whirl of the air-conditioning suddenly seemed so loud, the air blowing through unseen grates whistling as it drifted down from the high ceiling. The made-man turned his attention to you, violet eyes softening as he took in your fatigued form and your flushed cheeks. Stripping off his gloves, your best friend carefully rubbing his thumb over where hot tears had torn their way down your delicate skin, before chancing a glance between your legs. Ravaged would have been light - Rindo grimacing at the sight of your still panting pucker, red and inflamed from where it had been forced open. 

Sighing, the man bundled your naked form ever so gently into his arms, shifting his way off the bed and standing with a crack of his knees. You stirred, looking up at him with swollen eyes. “Rin rin?”

He hummed as he crossed the room towards your built-in bathroom. “What is it?” His voice was uncharacteristically gentle as it always was when it came to you, a 180 from the feared Bonten gunman who took lives with nay a blink.

“...” You yawned, snuggling into his chest, your eyes fluttering close once more. “Nothing.”

“Hey, no sleeping yet.” He nudged you. “Pee, shower, then doctor.”

“Doctor?”

Just to make sure you were alright down there, Rindo admitted to himself, the guilt that he had suppressed previously now back to eat away at his heart, but he said nothing more to you. He’ll make it up to you, he swore to himself. Somehow, someway. With a click, the yellow lights flicked on, illuminating the marble-floored spotless bathroom.

You piped up again as you caught your reflection in the mirror. “Koko said - Koko said if I made enough money,” you paused, interrupted by another yawn. “You could stop working.”

“I don’t need your fucking money, stupid.” Placing you down on the toilet, the purple-haired man flicked your forehead, rolling his eyes. And that was the truth. It didn’t matter - it had never mattered - what he had to do. All this was for you. All he needed was you.

[cheesus-doodles]

Birthday at the Haitani's

Yandere Platonic Haitanis

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happy birthday to Haitani Ran!

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"I can carry it, Rindo-nii!" You were never as quiet as you thought you were, Ran mused, a lazy smirk quirking his lips at the slight fuss being kicked up out of his sight.

Even without lifting himself from where he was lazily sprawled across the couch, head propped up on a pillow, and with the television on and droning on about something he couldn't care more about, Ran could still see everything going on clearly in his mind. That familiar, adorable scrunching of your nose as you concentrated hard on trying to balance (a strong word really) a small cake on a too-large plate, watched over by Rindo's scrutinising eyes.

The lights never went off unlike when your two older brothers surprise you every year on your own birthday without fail - you were far too clumsy for that. Yet you still were nonetheless excited - more than him, Ran suspected, at being involved in the process.

"Surprise!" You chortled.

He will never be surprised when it came to you; you were way too predictable for him to be, though the sight of you tottering into view was as adorable as ever, Ran swinging himself to sit upright in one smooth motion. The elder of the Haitani brothers was always happy to play along for you. "Aww, is this for me?"

You struggling with placing the plate down on the shorter coffee table wasn't new either, Rindo already waiting patiently by your side when you inevitably turned to look at him for help, doe eyes shining with frustration at your inability to set the small pink cake down without risking a drop. Stepping in, the blond-and-blue haired boy swiped the platter from you with barely a breath lost, freeing you to throw yourself at Ran, who caught you as easily.

Lazy smirk twitching up into a smile as you pressed a small package into his hands, it was rather Rindo's twitching face that the other fought to keep flat that tickled his belly (ah so he had to do with the color of the cake) as opposed to your charming self, though no one would find Ran complaining. "Happy Birthday, Ran-nii!"

He pecked a kiss to your forehead, to which you giggled. "Thank you, little one."

You really did fit nicely in the crook of his arms, the boy thought, one hand rested atop your head as you rambled incessantly about anything that came into that little head of yours while sat comfortably on his lap, your own arms thrown around his neck. But with every passing birthday, be it his, Rindo's or yours, only came the reminder that you wouldn't be their cute naive baby sister forever, no matter how much they fought tooth and nail to keep it that way. Rindo offered a slice of cake to you, and you accepted, quickly tucking in, a cheerful hum on your lips at the taste of a rare treat.

[teamumoretakibo]

Self harm

Please know yourself, this post contains dark content, minors do not interact. I insist, minors do not read this. Little angel be careful. I am not responsible if you read this, it is *your* choice. DARK CONTENT

Summary : they caught you doing self harm.

Warning : self harm, yandere bonten, wound, sick reader, suggestive, kidnapping.

A.N: Hello, this is my first time writing and english is not my first language so please have mercy. If you find any mistake please let me know.

Ran

It has been about a month since he brought you to his penthouse. He bought you during a special auction in the black market. In fact, when he saw you he knew you could become his perfect little wife. You were candid, harmless and docile. This guy looked at your form with a wide grin plastered over his face. When he finally got you he made sure to be clear on one thing:

“You are mine and if you don't do exactly what you are told make sure to compose some great apologies or else you will have to make it up to me”.

He didn't have that much rules. This bonten executive just wanted you to behave enough in order to brag that he has the best girl. He wanted his co-worker to crave having a perfect girl like you.

You have almost always behave, just as a pup would. You didn't earn much rewards but at least he didn't have a plausible reason to punish you. Because believe me or not, when it comes to punishments he let himself go and doesn't hold back. He sometimes would be harsh and rough during intimate moments tho... You were forced to like him, love him, adore him. Every single day you must greet him in the morning (after his alarm wakes you up at 4 am) with a kiss on his forehead and a “good morning my love, did you sleep well ?”. Then you had to help him get dressed, he was kind of rude so you had to do it with perfection. You even had to replace his slippers by his shoes because it was your role to help him get an easier life. Then when he came home you would just get up and walk to the door to hug him tigh and ask how his day went. After that you had to prepare a bath for him and sometime he would demand you to put yourself on a show.

He was obsessed with you. Praising you all the time when he talked about you to the other executives, but when he was with you he was stoic always saying you ought to do better. You are not allowed to go outside or talk to anyone but him. He has even placed cameras everywhere without you knowing or noticing it to be aware of what you did during his absence.

Today felt different... YOU felt different. You were demoralized, crying while Ran was in a meeting. During this precise time he was rightly praising you to his colleagues and watching you on his phone by activating the cameras. It was at this time that he saw you, a broken and crying mess on the couch with a blade in your cute little hand. You were often wearing a hoodie this week even when it was hot and you always refused to withdraw it, he didn't understand why but decided to postpone your punishment for next week. Now he understands. When he saw your little cuts, disappointment and anger filled him to the brim. He came home earlier surprising you while you continued your bad habit. He slammed the door open.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING STUPID BRAT ?!”

You cried and flinched then he pulled you in his arms into a comforting hug.

“Only I can make you this kind of wounds. And if I don't see interest into doing so, it's because you don't deserve it” he said grabbing the blade and throwing it away. He momentarily forgot about the punishment he wanted to inflict to your form.

“I've never hurt you like that so why are you doing that ? Even if I don't say it much... I love you and I care about you.”

“S-Sorry...” you were afraid.

He carried you to the bathroom and then he treated your wounds with respect. Then he kissed your cheek.

“Yeah, you should be sorry. But for now just relax.” he demands after bringing you to the bed and taking you into his embrace. He loves you, that's it. And watching you fall like shattered glass was unbearable. He was sadistic, but not that cruel. He lets you sleep in his arms while staring at your form.

“I wish you sweet dreams my precious Angel” you sure would have love hearing him calling you like this ... If only you were awake.

Rindou

Rindou was the type to stay calm and tried to be kind to you. His only desire was to surpass his brother in every way possible. He wished that you understood how much he currently was better than his brother, Ran. He always said that:

“C'mon you know what ? If I was my brother I would have wiped an slap your pretty bunny ass.”

“But you're not your brother and you are NOBODY TO ME” you said angrily the day he had forced you to live with him in his penthouse. To you it clearly was a kidnapping whereas to him it was just an act of love and care. He wasn't as strict as his brother but my dear... He surely was a pain when it came to his ego. You were the love of his life ? Fine. But don't cross the line or he'll crush your bones. At first he genuinely tried to be soft with you. But what could he do when you're being such a brat ? He had to tame you now and then. You reassured yourself when he told you how Ran treated his girl. He knew you feared his brother a lot and used that even if sometimes it meant to him that you "respected" more his brother than him. He would often by you knew lingeries and clothes, god he even got you a phone. What else would you need ? He provided everything for you. All he asked in return was PURE love. Pure love and LOYALTY.

He often tried to trick you by talking about other man and searched for any of your reaction. But unlike Ran's girlfriend you were no fool. You always showed how Rindou was important to you and how madly loyal you were toward him. Why ? To survive. Last time you talked about a guy, Rindou's face froze with rage and he spent thz night making you write his name while being on your knees. You wrote his name 5781 times. How do you know ? Well, after all of that he made you count.

At least you could chill out in his embrace. When you ignore the fact that he kidnapped you you could see the tenderness in his acts. When he came home late and had a bad day he didn't go crazy. Contrary to received opinion, he currently was one of the best yandere. He waited for you to pull his shoes off, then you would kiss the joints of his finger without asking him how was his day since it was visible that it was a bad one. He would just come in bed after a lonely bath (he used it as a stress-relieving activity).

“Y/N do you love me more than Ran ?” yeah he's really obsessed with it.

“Why would I even love Ran ?” you thought it was a great answer before Rindou gave you a glare. You panicked a lot, feeling your hurt pressed against your chest. “I mean, yes Rin, I love you way more, you're awesome in every possible way.” great, it was a better answer to be fair. He felt relieved after hearing you calling him "Rin".

He went to the bed, hair wet. He hugged you and started touching you. Tonight you felt sincerely oppressed but you didn't understand why. You tried to escape (it felt like an instinct) but he tugged on your wrist really hard.

This last days you felt particularly depressed because even if Rindou really cared about you, at the end of the day you didn't do much and Rindou was the only human kind you saw of the day.

“Y/N, don't. Do not. Not. Today.” he warned you. He paused when crocodiles' tears started to overflow on your cheeks.

Your instinct was then to open the drawer next to you and take off what was inside, a small knife. Rindou's eyes widened at the sight. You weren't going to kill him ? No. Again, you were no fool. You tugged your wrist very hard and he let it go as suprise run up his spine. You didn't understand what you did after that, it seemed like a mirage. You started cütting yourself.

Rindou was shocked, blood flowing everywhere while you cried your heart out. Rindou glared at you as he would glare at his opponent. His gaze was apathetic. He took the knife of your hand and threw it away, not caring what kind of damage it could do.

He processed to make you stand and walked right to the bathroom tugging at your arm, digging his nails in the fresh cut. You screamed your lungs out. For the first time he made you scream in pain. He glare at you, a glare that meant "you brought it to yourself". He trew you on the bathroom floor, your head bumping against the door frame. He grabbed the first zid kit and straddled you. You were a shivering mess.

“Come on angel, give me your arm” he pointed at your injured arm and you obliged.

“What a good girl you are for me, see this mess ? You stained the sheets with your blood honey.” he stated with a bit of concern. The nickname didn't do much with this suffocating atmosphere.

“Sorry... I'm sorry Rindou, I'll change the sheets. I sincerely apologize.” you voiced with a neutral voice.

“When you're at it, take of your shirt and wear red lingerie since you somehow and weirdly like this color today” he said.

You knew what this meant. Tonight you were going to be his little plaything. When he was done with treating your wound he got up and went to your shared bed.

“I'm not going to wait like a coward Y/N. Put yourself on a show or I put you down, understand ? And I must see your ass working hard for me with pretty red laces on.” he uttered.

“Yes...” you sobbed.

”Yes who ?” he asked.

“Yes sweet daddy...”

[tyshuu]

ᴅᴏɴᴛ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ!

Sypnosis:You can never leave Rindou Haitani. 

You always wondered what job your boyfriend did,so you took it upon yourself to ask him.

“Hey Rin,I’ve been meaning to ask this but..what job do you do?”You said,eyes meeting his lilac ones.Silence,A long awkward Silence.

“I-it’s complicated.”Rindou mutters.He was scared,scared that you would leave him once you found out about his connections to bonten,He needed you,more than oxegyn,if you left him he would go mental.God how fucking scared he was.

“I’ve got to go.”He said,remembering the meeting he had with the bonten executives.Breifly kissing you goodbye on the forehead before turning away from you.Leaving you confused on just what he did for a living.So you followed him,all the way too a tall building you instantly recognised as the bonten headquarters,it was everywhere on the news.Obviously you couldn’t go in,you knew what the criminal organization did,prostituiton,killing and illegal drug use.

A few hours later,the door creaked open to your shared apartment.Rindou looked around,He found you staring at him,Lips quivering,You said,

“We’re breaking up Rindou.”

He’d been dreading this,he knew it would come one day,but he wasn’t ready for it to happen so soon.

“No,You can’t leave me.”He said sternly,though the panic in his voice was still somewhat evident.”I can,And I will.”You turned away from him,walking towards the door.”You’ll never leave me,whether you like it or not.”Rindou’s eyes darkened,He found his hands wrapping around your neck,almost instinctivly.  

You squirmed when his grip got tighter,With the decreasing air flowing through your lungs,you became lightheaded,eyelids slowly closing.

When you awoke,you weren’t where you were the previous night,you were in a dark room,you couln’t see,but you could feel your body aching,specifcally your legs.Upon trying to stand up you were met with agonising pain and your body collapsed into a pile on the floor.

“Shhhh,Don’t move,It’ll hurt even more.”Rindou grinned sadistically.

“Sweetheart,I said don’t move.God I said stop struggling,so fucking stubborn!”

Rindou walked over to you,burying his head into the crook of your neck,planting kisses that trailed down from your jawline to your chest.

“Now theres no way you can ever leave me.”

[qssy]

New job

haitani brothers x female reader, ran haitani x female!reader, rindouhaitani x female!readers, mentioned of sex, slight yandere, possessive, uses of petnames

(sorry if there's many typo;; this have been in my drafts for so long, maybe I will edit it if I want to)

summary: you moved back to your home town, Roppongi. while you're struggling to find a permanent job, you meet again with your childhood friends, the haitani brothers.

you have been friends with them since diapers. you're the same age as rindou. you guys always play at the playground or at their house.

sadly, your father got a promotion at work and need to moved away from roponggi. the brothers really sad to hear the news.

several years later, you remembered your memories with the brothers and wondering what they're doing right now. are they okay? married to their beloved? having kids?

you sighed as you drink your coffee in the cafe. you're in your late 20s but still can't find a proper job. you work multiple job like works at the convenience store, a waitress and dvd store. yes, it's less paid but you need it to pay your rent and foods.

you don't want to depends on this jobs so you tried to find another job that can at least pay your needs right now. as you your drink and ready to leave, you felt your wrist being held.

you turned your head and met with two pair of violet colored eyes. you stunned as you saw a two gentlemen, one with a long mullet and the other have a nice slicked hair.

"urm.. can I help you both?" you voiced out after a long awkward pause. not to mention you three still in the cafe. everyone's staring.

"you're y/n l/n, right?" the taller asks you. you nodded as a yes. "so it's you! remember us?" you squinted your eyes. as it can give your memories a boost.

violet eyes.. "wait... ran and rin?!" you exclaimed. both of the smiled. "so you still remember us" rindou patted your back. this is a miracle.. you just remember abt them a few minutes ago now they are front of you.

the three of you settled down and chat untill night came. catching with your own lives and them. "so what are you two doing for a living?" you asked them. they glanced at each other before ran answering. "nothing much, working at a big company" , "it's must be a big one since you two wear a designer suits" you complimented.

"how abt you? are you finding a job?" rindou eyes traced off to you resumes envelope on the table. you quickly hide it. embarrassed that they knew you're not technically jobless.

"i.. you got me.. I'm not jobless, I works random jobs to pay the rent and foods but I still want to work that payed off, besides I'm graduated as a business students so at least i want to use the knowledge I get from there" you explained to them. they silently listen to your complaints.

you noticed ran and rindou glanced at each other before asking you. "actually... our company are hiring people. the pay is well off, how about you come and take the interview?" ran placed his hands on yours. you can't help but feel happy when you hear his words. without hesitation.

"r-really?? when is the interview?!" your eyes was sparkled. finally you don't have to works the retail job.

"calm down, sweetheart. it's this Thursday. don't be late, the boss didn't like late people" rindou smirked. "Thursday.. I need to prepare now. thanks for this, ran and rindou. you two really saved my life!" you bid goobyee to the brothers. "your welcome" ran replied. both of the brother smirked at you who exit from the cafe.

Thursday morning came, and you are now in front of the building company that the brothers recommended. you looked at the watch and thank god you're kinda early.

as you stepped into the building, walk straight to the front desk. "may I help you, miss?" the staff asked. "hi! My name is l/n y/n I'm here for the job interview-" without finishing your words, the lady immediately stand up.

"a-ah you must be miss l/n, right? please, follow me to your job interview!" you kinda wondered why the staff acted so strange but you pay no mind with it.

"this is where you will be interviewed. please knocked the door first before enter" you finally arrived at the floor where the ceo's office at. you're nervous so much.

"come in" the male voice can be heard after you knocked the door three times. you opened it then you entered.

"have been waiting for you, sweetheart" you surprised at owner of the voice. your vision shot through to the desk. "ran? rindou? why are you two here? at the ceo office??" you questions.

ran still sat on the leathered office chair. while rindou leaned over his body to the desk. "cant you guess? we are the boss" ran smiled.

"right.. hahaha its funny guys" you laughed but they don't. now you know they're serious. "so if you're serious.. what is my job then?"

"just because we once played together that's means you can get the job easy?" rindou get off from his previous spot and now he's standing in front of you. his hand grabbing your chin carefully didn't too harsh but still caught you off guard.

"why don't you sit down first, y/n. let us interview you first" ran . your head then to him after you broke your gaze towards rindou. "I.. I mean o-okay"

"so princess let's us get make it short and straight to the point" ran flipped out a paper from a file on his desk. he slidded it to you. you saw the title of the paper.

'job contract'. then you read further down.

'... job as haitani ran and haitani rindou's girlfriend..'

"wait. there's a typo here.. " you nervously said. "y/n, theres no wrong with this contract. I had checked it thoroughly" ran replied. "but here said... my job is becoming your girlfriend.. both of you" you added. "so?" rindou voiced out behind you.

"you don't know how much we missed you y/n.. how much we had waited for this moment.." rindou came and leaned his slender figures behind you. kissing your nape. you quickly looked back at him. blushing mess.

"what? are you feeling ticklish?" rindou smirked at you. "n-no! I.." ran grab your chin and turned your face to face with him. "so what's the answer, princess? it's easy. yes or no?" the older asked.

your mind went hazy as rindou continue to kiss your neck. this feelings it's new to you. you can't help but to whine as the younger sucked your neck, leaving a hickey. "no true answer. your mind, body and freedom are ours" ran lifted your hand and kissed it then continue to sucked your fingers.

then all you can hear in the office is the mixed of breath of yours and the brothers, with skin slapping can be heard. guess, your new life wasn't gonna be a bad things after all. you caught the interest of the famous haitani brothers, what are you gonna complain about that?

[atarathegreat]

Tokyo Revengers Masterlist

Protecting Each Other-- Hanma Shuji Rooftop Dangers-- Kazutora Hanemiya Ken Ryuguji x reader Something's Wrong--Bonten!Mikey Shuji's Habit Sanzu's hands Rise and Shine--Ran Haitani I'll See You Again--Racer!Mikey Angry-Chiro--Shinichiro Sano The Student Worker--Keisuke Baji Drunken Dancing--Atsushi Sendo DrakenSibling! Reader x Mikey and Part 2 Really?!--Makoto Suzuki How Sweet it is to be Loved Like This.-- Kakucho Hitto The Boy in the Gang-- Keisuke Baji Yandere Mikey Unconventional--Ken Ryuguji (Omegaverse) Prank Gone Wrong--Rindou Haitani Showing You Off--Rindou Haitani Pappa!--Kokonoi Hajime

Time Skip Accident--Kokonoi Hajime 💮 Ken Ryuguji 💮 Nahoya Kawata,

Crackhead Headcanons ft: Kazutora, Mitsuya, Nahoya, Souya, Baji, Kokonoi, Mikey, Draken, Taiju, Hanma, Chifuyu, Kisaki, Hakkai, Takamichi. 💮 Ran, Rindou, Sanzu, Yamagishi, Shinichiro, Wakasa.

Sibling Headcanons ft: Ran and Rindou, Nahoya and Souya, Mitsuya, Chifuyu. 💮 Draken, Taiju, Yuzuha, and Hakkai, Hanma, Makoto, Takuya. 💮 Baji, Kazutora, Mikey and Emma, Sanzu. 💮 Inui, Kokonoi, Akkun, Yamagishi, Takamichi.

Gang Leader Sibling ft: Ran and Rindou, Nahoya and Souya, Mitsuya, Chifuyu, Draken. 💮 Taiju, Yuzuha, and Hakkai, Hanma, Makoto, Takuya. 💮 Baji, Kazutora, Mikey and Emma, Sanzu. 💮 Inui, Kokonoi, Akkun, Yamagishi, Takamichi.

Zoning Out With Them ft: Chifuyu, Kokonoi, Taiju, Souya

Inciting Incidents ft: Baji, Nahoya, Hanma, Sanzu

ZombieLand ft: Sanzu, Baji. 💮 Takamichi, Draken, Izana, Mikey. 💮 Rindo, Shinichiro, Kakucho, Inui.

Old Money Love (sibling) ft: Sanzu, Nahoya and Souya, Makoto. 💮 Baji, Kazutora, Draken.

Scary Wife Privilages ft: Kokonoi, Draken, Rindou, Akkun. 💮 Chifuyu, Mitsuya, Hakkai.

They Come Home Late ft: Shinichiro, Yamagishi, Takuya.

Pretty 24/7(SiblingReader)-- Draken, Mikey, Mitsuya, Sanzu, Kazutora.

Souya Kawata On My Knees-- Sanzu Haruchiyo Yamagishi NSFW (headcanon) Gaming With Souya It'll Hold--Kazushi Yamagishi Sunrise- Tetta Kisaki Vacation--Kawata Twins Taunting--Benkei I'm Naked Here--Ken Ryuguji

Wearing Their Glasses ft: Rindou, Yamagishi, Baji, Hanma. 💮 Kisaki

No Nut November-- Mikey, Draken, Baji, Mitsuya, Kazutora, Pah. 💮 Takemichi, Takuya, Akkun, Makoto, Yamagishi 💮 Nahoya, Souya, Chifuyu, Peh, Hakkia 💮 Kokonoi Hajime, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Izana Kurokawa, Hanma Shuji.

Soft/Spicy Bonten/Racer Mikey I'm Tired, Love--Takashi Mitsuya

[eetherealgoddess]

ꨄFavorite Professorꨄ

Oneshot - Yandere College Au

❦Never give a low score to a delinquent❦

Sanzu Haruchiyo & Haitani Brothers x Reader

Not fully proofread!

MY TR FANDOM WORKS ARE ONLY ON TUMBLR, AO3, AND WATTPAD UNDER EETHEREALGODDESS! REPORT IF YOU SEE IT POSTED UNDER ANYONE ELSE BUT ME!!!

Japanese language is red

I apologize if I get any Japanese etiquette or culture wrong, I literally have to research the culture for some of my fandom stories so if anything is wrong, please excuse my ignorance.

Notice:

✩Y/n is 18+. I picture her as a black female but you can see her however.

✩Some parts of the story may not be realistic or factual. After all, this is a work of fiction.

✩Although it's a dark 'romance,' I do not condone any of the behavior displayed.

✩Dark content such as: gore, violence, triggering topics, graphic scenes, vulgar language, explicit sexual content, etc.

✩There will be scenes that involve non con and/ or dubcon so don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable

✩That being said, this story is for 18+ only.

Enjoy!

Favorite Professor

Y/n meets the stoic gaze that doesn’t match the hostile aura of the male standing at her desk.

“What is this?” Her student known as Haitani Rindo asks, shoving his phone in her face as she eyes the screen. She leans over her desk as she crosses her legs, interlocking her hands.

“Ah yes, your midterm exam? I’ve actually wanted to talk to you about your dropping score, Mr. Haitani. I’m concerned as you used to be one of the highest graded students along with your friend Mr. Akashi. What happened?”

“What do you mean what happened? Obviously, your grading skills are lacking.” He states calmly. Her eyes widen slightly at the deflection before returning to her normal gaze out of professionalism.

“I assure you that my years of schooling and even being accepted in this profession was not in vain. It’s not my place to say, but usually when situations like this occur, there’s a distraction going on outside of the classroom.” She responds, only for him to glare at her before crossing his arms. She sighs.

“Mr. Haitani, the only thing you can do is try to achieve a higher grade with the assignments and final. I also have extra credit discussion boards posted online for your submission.”

He only narrows his eyes at her before walking away from the desk, the chill in her spine leaving along with the energy that follows him. She breathes out a sigh before returning to her laptop, completing her work.

Rin walks side by side with his brother and Sanzu as they head to the cafeteria.

“Didn’t go well?.” Ran chuckles as he observes his brother’s body language. He ignores him as they walk through the doors, irritation engulfing him as he thinks about the professor’s words.

“Wanna do something about it?” Sanzu smirks. The younger Haitani side glances at his friend, giving a thought to what those words could mean.

The next day, Y/n sits at her desk that morning, eyeing her screen as she types on the keyboard. She halts her movements as she sees the younger Haitani walking in with a coffee cup in hand.

“Hello, Professor. I wanted to apologize for my outburst yesterday. I was disappointed with the grade and took it out on you. Please accept this coffee as my gratitude for your leniency on my actions.” He says with a sincere look as he hands her the coffee. Her eyes widen at the gesture as she takes the coffee.

“Thank you for that, Mr. Haitani. That’s very mature of you.” She responds smiling as she sips from the cup. He nods, a smirk forming as he sits in his seat, to her confusion though she ignores it and minds her business.

Thirty minutes later, she finishes the coffee, eyeing the clock and seeing that she has an hour and a half before she lectures her first class. She’s usually at the university about two to three hours before to create her lectures and make sure everything is set in place for her classes, which is why the coffee was a nice surprise. His presence wasn’t so bad besides the chilling feeling of eyes observing her, but thats probably just her imagination.

A few minutes passed and sweat began to form as she started breathing heavily. A heated feeling builds in her core as her body begins to tingle. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as her body tenses. Wetness forms as she squeezes her legs together, her clit gaining a heartbeat as her nipples harden. Her hands start trembling as anxious thoughts take over.

What’s going on? What’s happening to me?

“How was your coffee, Professor?” Rin smirks as he walks from his seat, two of her students walking in to the room before they stand in front of her desk, one holding a baton.

“What is this? What did you do to me?” She questions with shaky words.

Before anything else is said, Sanzu sits at one of the seats in the auditorium closest to her desk as he props the phone up, yet doesn’t hit record until it’s the correct time.

Ran walks behind her desk, swinging her over his shoulder as Rin shoves everything off of her desk. She hits Ran’s back as she kicks her feet, growling curses as she’s suddenly dropped on the desk resulting in pain for her bottom and backside.

Both men force her on her stomach as her feet hit the ground.

“We should’ve drugged her with more than the aphrodisiac.” Sanzu states as he crosses a leg, his face in his palms as his elbows meet the table.

“We need her awake for this to work.” Ran responds, lazily smiling as he pulls her skirt up, showing her panties. She gasps as she attempts to break free from Rin’s hold on her back and wrists.

“If you keep struggling, we’ll have to knock you out for a bit. Do you want that?” Rin asks, smirking at her distressed state. She shakes her head as she attempts to relax her shaking body.

“Th-this! Whatever this is, it’s not okay! The dean…!”

She screams as a painful sensation forms after a smacking sound. She turns her head back to see what landed on her ass to cause so much agony. Her eyes widen when she sees Ran pulling back the baton before slamming it against her bottom once more, resulting in another shriek. Rin removes her sweater as he balls it up and shoves it into her mouth. Tears fell from her eyes as she could feel the throbbing skin bruising. He crouches to meet her face to face, smiling as he licks his lips.

“Now, Y/n. You should be thanking Sanzu because that stimulant is going to help us make this a lot easier for you.” Her eyes shut as another yelp leaves her lips, muffled by the cloth as the baton meets her aching ass again.

“Look at him and say thank you.” He grabs her head, turning it to face the smirking pink haired man who waves back. She doesn’t respond, too humiliated to comply. Another smack from the object causes her to grunt as more tears fall from the pain.

“Thank you!” She muffled before her head was turned back to the Haitani.

“This is how it’s gonna go. We’re going to take this video of you, then so you don’t get caught seducing us, you’re going to fix my grade. If not, then kiss this job and your reputation goodbye.”

She stares at him wide eyed, disbelief from the cruel behavior he’s revealing. He stands from his position, unbuckling his pants as he reveals his erection. He pulls the sweater out of her mouth and motions for her to begin. Ran pulls her panties to the side, having already pulled his girth out, readying it to her entrance. Her legs clench, conflicting emotions occurring as arousal prowls yet the situation at hand being unfortunate for her job title.

“Time is ticking, Professor.” Sanzu taunts as he presses the record button. Reluctantly she opens her mouth as Rin eases in until her lips reach his base, gagging slightly as he adjusts. Ran pushes in, shoving his erection all the way to the base. He grabs her hips as Rin holds her head, beginning to throat fuck her as saliva drips from her mouth, mixing in with the precum.

“I always knew, since the first time you walked in, you’d be good at nothing but taking dick. You suck at grading.” Deciding that they can edit whatever they want out later, he taunts her, grunting as he accelerates his hips, thrusting hard as his tip hits the back of her throat each time, her eyes squeezed shut. His blonde hair flipping against his neck as he moves.

She releases a moan she was holding back as Ran moves faster against her backside, skin smacking skin as his cock hits her cervix. The shame in enabling the behavior hitting her as she cries out once more, the aphrodisiac causing her to feel weighed down by the pleasure, her legs clenching as the front of her body aches from her position over the desk.

“Wow Professor, you're really sucking me in. Is this what you wanted? To take advantage of your students?” Ran chuckles as he continues his assault, breathing heavily as well as a few moans slipping.

Sanzu, with the phone still recording in his hand, walks closer to get a better angle of the view, biting his lip as he ignores the tightness in his pants. Observing the distressed yet aroused woman as her body rocks from the contact with the younger men. He’s already gotten enough footage to show the dean if needed, but he decided to continue recording for their own personal endeavors.

“You look like you were made for this.” He states, as he watches her mouth engulfed with cock and saliva mixed with semen, her pussy full and thighs shaking as Ran squeezes her hips.

“I’m gonna cum.” Rin hissed as he thrusts harder, releasing after the last two. Ran follows not long after as he pressed against her g-spot, the pressure causing her to come undone all over his cock. Finally, Sanzu ends the video as they all get up, leaving her on the desk.

“You better get ready for your class, Y/n.” Sanzu says before they readjust their pants and walk out. Ran stops before he leaves, turning to face her.

“Change my grade while you’re at it, yeah?” He then walks out. She lays there breathing hard as she slowly pushes herself off the desk, tears falling as she begins to sob.

“Fuck.” She whispers as she throws her sweater on and pulls down her skirt, walking to the bathroom to fix herself up and leave the building.

When she’s done washing her face and wiping down her legs, she walks to the teacher’s lounge, claiming to be sick and having thrown up so she can be excused for the day. Succeeding she reaches her car, immediately going on the grading system’s site through her phone and changing both of the Haitani’s grades without having to touch Sanzu’s considering his already high score. Her forehead leans against the wheel as she stares numbly into space, pulling back as she moves her gear shift stick to reverse out of the parking lot and head to her apartment.

After a few days of staying home, she decides to resign, too sick from the memories of the dreadful event that took place. She hides herself from the world as she scrubs her body till it's raw routinely, disgusted with herself as she stays in her room. Suddenly, she’s torn from her thoughts as she hears a knock at her door.

She walks from her bed and opens the door. She gasps before attempting to slam it back closed, a hand preventing it from shutting.

“You thought you could just leave?” The younger Haitani hissed as he stepped into her home, his older brother and friend walking in as well.

“Get the fuck out of my house!” She exclaims, angry at the audacity. Sanzu shuts and locks the door behind them as Ran shoves his hands into his pockets, staring amused at the reaction she’s giving.

“What do you want?” She growls as she moves, backing away from them while they glare at her like a predator stares at its prey.

“You’re not quitting.” He states.

“How is any of that your business? Get out! Matter of fact, how the hell did you find my apartment?”

“Not until you agree to get your job back. Tell them you made a mistake.”

“This literally makes no fucking sense! What is wrong with you? I changed your score, what is the problem now?”

“The problem is that you’re trying to run. When you were bent over that desk, you were claimed as our slut. You can’t go anywhere.” Sanzu responds with a stoic expression, her disbelieving how serious they’re being at the moment.

“What the fuck are you talking about? What, so you got a crush or something? News flash, I’m nobody’s. You got that video and you got what you wanted so get out of my house.” She responds angrily, crossing her arms as she grits her teeth.

“That’s alright, you look like you were made to be a star anyway.” Ran states as he smirks. She glares in response.

“What do you mean by that?”

“Don’t play dumb Professor, I know you’re smarter than that.” Sanzu says, rolling his eyes as he takes a seat on her couch.

“Hey, get off of that you’re not welcomed here!” She turns to glare at all of them. “None of you are!”

“As I said, it’s alright.” Ran says as he holds up the phone, screen facing her as he posts it to a porn website. She cries out as she runs to grab it, failing as he steps out of the way.

“I think social media would respond great if we post it there.” Sanzu says as he leans back, crossing his leg.

“No! Stop! F-fucking…! Please, don’t do that and just delete it off of there.” She almost sobs as horrific scenarios of her family, friends, or anyone else she knows reacting to the video, including the dreadful thought of future jobs or even her old job completely shut off from her being able to apply.

“Go back to work, Y/n.” Rin says as he leans on the counter connected to the same wall as the door.

“F-fine, just please… Please delete that and don’t post anything else.” They glance at each other, Sanzu hopping from the couch as he walks over to her, hand placed on her head as he gives a peck to her forehead. She eyes them in fear and disgust as they stroll to the front door.

“We’ll be seeing you more often, professor. So, be prepared.” Rin says as he faces the doorway, exiting the building as the door slams shut.

[bluerskiees]

A TWISTED FAIRYTALE 🖤⛓

PART -01

˗ˏˋ Staring ˎˊ˗

Haitani Ran x Shimizu Y/n x Haitani Rindo

@rinrinmylove @sleeplessreader @trashmemebitch @ranmahaitaji @slutaholic69

˗ˏˋ 🖤 Synopsis ✦ ˎˊ˗

Y/n was an ordinary girl with a not-so-ordinary job. What's her secret? What's her past? What made her stand here, in this position? It's all a secret known to none. Everybody knows she's hiding something behind the sweet smile of hers. Is she actually innocent or someone worse? Mystery surrounds her just like the fog that surrounds bonten's company. What do u think happens when her 2 boses become quite intrigued by her, growing an unhealthy obsession over this innocent or not-so-innocent girl?

Tw : Bonten!Y/n, Female!Y/n, Yandere!Haitani brothers, Toxic parents, Abuse, Mentions of Eating disorders, Family trauma, Obsessions, Bonten shenanigans, Mentions of murders, Dark content.

Being a bonten executive sure wasn't easy. Especially when you're the new member who's quickly ranking up. Who were you? What were you doing before you joined bonten? Where were you from? It was a thing known to none. No one knew anything about you. Well, none except the higher officials at bonten.

Oh how the girls despised you— You were what they would call "Perfect" . A Perfect beauty, a Perfect lady, A Perfect wife material, A Perfect assassin, a Perfect spy, a Perfect hacker and the list goes on. Oh how lucky the said criminal organisation was to come across a young, beautiful yet smart and valuable Object.

Thats right, an object. You were used as an object for as long as you can remember. In your home, by your parents. In your school, by your friends. Everywhere.

Mikey found you when you were at the verge of dying. He rescued you from those monsters who you'd call "Family". It was then you decided to devote your life and soul to the man standing in front of you. You wanted to prove yourself useful to him. There must be an opportunity somehow right?. It was then Mikey was attacked. It was a sudden one so there weren't many people around to help. That day you proved yourself to be useful by taking several bullets for him. Mikey smirked As he knew he did an amazing job taking you in. Just like Sanzu was one of his most loyal dogs, you were one too.

You were considered incredibly strong and cold. But were you actually? Or was it your trauma? You don't know yourself. Truth be told, you were never a strong girl. You were the weak girl who cries for the slightest of scratch. But it all changed when your father died. Or— your mom killed him. That was when your mother started abusing you. Even though she killed your dad, she was the only family you had so you still loved her very much. But the cops had to find out and arrested your mom right in front of your eyes. You remember it as if just happened yesterday. The memory was fresh. You couldn't forget it no matter how hard you try. Afterall the ghosts of the past haunts you mercilessly and escaping them was impossible.

Walking to your office, the sound of your heels clicking the floor was heard by everyone causing them to drop the conversations they were having to bow down to you. You liked the scene. People bowing down to you. You were important right? That's why they're bowing. To show the respects they have for you. You're not worthless, you said to yourself. You're not worthless. You're not worthless. You're worthless. You're not worthless. You're worthless. You're worthless. You're worthless. There it goes— the screaming inside your head started once again. You wanted it to stop. "AHHHHHH STOP IT... 'M NOT..... WORTHLESS.....HELP.... PLEASE...." that was all you were able to scream before you broke down in tears hugging yourself for comfort.

“Hello, little flower.” you heard a new voice say, 'h-huh?' You say to yourself ad you didn't see the man coming. Turning back with teary eyes, puffy cheeks, pouty lips, mascara running down your face. God you looked like a mess. A pretty one, if I may add. "Shushhh now pretty girl, wouldn't wanna get you all worked up over nothing would we?" He saw the way you looked at him cluelessly. You looked very innocent. So fucking innocent that he'd let down his guard if only you weren't a bonten executive. There's no way you'd ve innocent right?......Right?

"Ah how impolite of me to not introduce myself, I'm Haitani Ran and this is my younger brother Rindo. Pleased to meet you princess". That's when you found another pair of Lilac eyes staring right at you soul. Quickly getting back on your feet, bowing to your seniors you managed to mutter a "Y/n ...... Shimizu Y/n". "Shimizu you say?.... ah what a nice name for a pretty nice lady. Shimizu.... innocent.... a name innocent just like it's owner.... " You heard him mumble something to his brother before you fainted in the arms of the elder Haitani.

"She's weak sir, looks like she didn't have a proper meal for atleast a weak." This confused the haitani's. You were rich enough to buy a whole 5 star restaurant, then why did u starve yourself? But they said nothing and only nodded to the doctor indicating him to leave. You sure are gonna get an earful from your seniors when you wake up. The older haitani went out to blow some smoke so the younger one was playing games in his phone untilhe heard you speak. "S-stop please....'m sorry... wont do it again...." Poor Rindo was confused, were you having a nightmare? He decided to wake you up because you were basically squirming around uncomfortably.

"Where am I?" You said, rubbing your eyes not looking at one of your seniors who was waiting for you. "Shushhh its alright Shimizu, you're safe, in a hospital " in the softest voice possible. That was when you looked at his face and man oh man it was Rindo. Rindo Haitani, the cruel executive who gets mad at— well everything.

You immediately said "You didn't see anything, bye" and ran out of the hospital, getting into a random uber and to your home. How were you gonna show your face to them the next day? You were supposed to look as a cold girl not pathetic like this.

The next day, you woke up, did your regular morning routine and checked your schedule to find out that you had no work other than kill some traitors with sanzu at noon and attend a meeting with the boss and other higher ups in the evening. Sighing heavily you drove off to to the headquarters only to find the haitani's at the reception signalling for you to come over. You sighed and let out a ❝ I don’t even want to look at you right now Haitani! ❞ and went to your cabin right away. The day has just started and you already feel like dying. Since you had nothing to do for a few hours, you decided to go to mikey's room and ask for extra work. Like hell you'd do, you just passed your time by watching a series you found on Netflix.

Soon the clock stuck 11.30 and you knew it was time to finish some people off. Walking to the basement sighing heavily, you found the scarred man leaning against a table visibly looking annoyed. "Took you long enough Shimizu". He was confused when you walked in, with a face looking so- innocent? Even though he believes in mikey, he wasn't sure if you'd be able to do this, in his way atleast. Pretending to not hear him, you continued to look for the perfect material to finish those traitors. How could they betray mikey? They sure didn't deserve an easy death. Grabbing a gun and Sanzu's katana, you started making your way to the damn traitors.

Stabbing the man in his right thighs with the katana, totally ignoring sanzu at this point you chuckled to yourself. "Thought you could get off after betraying mikey huh?" An amused smirk making its way to your lips. You took off the hairpin from you hair and stuck it directly on the man's heart. One hand gently ruffling the man's hair, the other one pushing the katana deep inside him slowly. You decided to ignore the man's screams just as you ignored Bonten's number 2. Just as you pulled out the katana and the hairpin, you punched the man hard, with a force that pushed him and the chair he was tied to on the ground. He broke some of his teeth, which you tossed over to sanzu for his valuable collection. You moved him slowly, softly, as if you were a flower. But then, the way you kicked him right in his injured stomach said otherwise. The gut-wrenching screams this man made, made you feel alive. You proceeded to stab him in the stomach continuously like a psycho, muttering something along the lines of him betraying mikey. You didn't even bother to check if the man was still alive by now.Handling the rest of the matter to Sanzu, you left to take a shower. Ain't got no time to waste on low-lifes like him.

Visualization for Y/n.

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everything has to be x fem!reader, they should be answered within a week of submitting, and i’ll do pretty much anything (incest, non-con/rape, piss, age gaps, yandere, etc etc) except for scat!!! as for fandoms & characters—

masterlist

jujutsu kaisen

𖤐 — satoru gojo, suguru geto, toji fushiguro, sukuna ryoumen, nanami kento, choso kamo, megumi fushiguro, itadori yuji, mei mei, shoko ieiri, yuki tsukumo, toge inumaki, & okkotsu yuta.

hunter x hunter

𖤐 — chrollo lucifer, hisoka marow, illumi zoldyck, feitan portor, kurapika kurta, shalnark ryuseih, ging freecs, & pariston hill.

my hero academia

𖤐 — shota aizawa, shinsou hitoshi, dabi, hawks, shigaraki tomura, shoto todoroki, izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugo, endeavor, mirko, himiko toga, & amajiki tamaki.

haikyuu!!

𖤐 — rintaro suna, atsumu miya, osamu miya, eita semi, sakusa kiyoomi, oikawa tooru, iwaizumi hajime, ushijima wakatoshi, tendou satori, kita shinsuke, akaashi keiji, kageyama tobio, kozume kenma, kuroo tetsuro, bokuto koutarou, sawamura daichi, hinata shoyo, asahi azumane, tsutomu goshiki, & koshi sugawara.

tokyo revengers

𖤐 — mikey sano, draken ryuguji, haitani ran, haitani rindo, hakkai shiba, takashi mitsuya, chifuyu matsuno, kazutora hanemiya, taiju shiba, keisuke baji, shuji hanma, shinichiro sano, kurokawa izana, hajime kokonoi, seishu inui, & sanzu haruchiyo.

demon slayer

𖤐 — kyojuro rengoku, giyu tomioka, sanemi shinazugawa, tengen uzui (+ wives), muzan kibutsuji, akaza, doma, muichiro tokito, gyomei himejima, obanai iguro, mitsuri kanroji, & shinobu kocho.

attack on titan

𖤐 — levi ackerman, eren yeager, mikasa ackerman, armin arlert, zeke yeager, reiner braun, hange zoe, erwin smith, jean kirstein, connie springer, & yelena.

bungo stray dogs

𖤐 — osamu dazai, atsushi nakajima, yukichi fukuzawa, ranpo edogawa, doppo kunikida, chuuya nakahara, ougai mori, ryuunosuke akutagawa, akiko yosano, fyodor dostoyevsky, nikolai gogol, tetcho suehiro, & edgar allen poe.

black butler

𖤐 — sebastian michaelis, ciel phantomhive, alois trancy, claude faustus, & undertaker.

kakegurui

𖤐 — moomobami ririka, momobami kirari, ikishima midari, jabami yumeko, saotome mary, & yuriko nishinotouin.

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I read Quiet Afternoon and I got to thinking, it says “tip his hand and break the sole unspoken rule he had held himself to for all these years to punish you.” Does this mean this is the first time Rindo has slept with bestie? If not, what was the first time/incident that caused Rindo to sleep with airhead best friend?

Masterlist | Quiet Afternoon

ahhh this became a lot longer then I anticipated - wrote a short fic at the bottom cause I thought it would explain what happened much better than just word vomit!

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To answer the question first: no. Its not Rindo's first time, not by a long shot.

That line is more so that Rindo is a delusional and unreliable narrator when it comes to his bestie: that is delusional and unreliable on a good day, and straight up in denial on having even held hands with you, let alone touched you, on a bad one. And this is also when this boy is at his most dangerous, willing to do anything to anyone, Ran included, to prove to himself that he was your best friend and nothing more, that you were still his sweet, naive, innocent airhead who he found especially annoying.

If you squint really hard at the implications of Rindo installing a soundproof door on his first day of moving into Bonten HQ, together with how well this boy already knows your body and your patterns by the time of the events of Quiet Afternoon, you may be able to infer that its definitely not your first tango, even if Rindo insists it is (no sweat if you didn't though, it was really very, very subtle on purpose).

And no one knows this fact better than Ran, given the older Haitani was the precise reason your purple-haired Bonten friend first broke rank against his better sense.

Rindo’s breaking point came sometime during your stardom period. All started going downhill when he reluctantly allowed you to continue to perform as an idol against his judgement on the basis of just how happy it made you - it had always been hard for this baby boy to deny you anything you wanted, and fresh out of another stint in jail, the delinquent-turn-yakuza was eager to make up for his time away from you. And this was on top of the weak spot he always had for your pouting, so no surprise that he caves as soon as you started to look the slightest bit down about having to leave your little gig so quickly after starting.

One of the caveats he does put in place in exchange for indulging you is that he is now personally in charge of your security, and that the rest of your bodyguards were from Bonten. No exceptions. Absolutely does not trust your ‘agency’ or whatever other maggots that you choose to surround yourself with, and so will take it upon himself to accompany you everywhere, to stand guard outside your changing room when he absolutely couldn’t be inside with you, fly with you everywhere you go. But of course this also means that he has to take time off work to do so, and that meant convincing Mikey to let him do so. Ran finds it amusing to what length his younger brother will go to keep you by his side (cough begging and grovelling in front of Mikey), promising that you could help to launder their money and what not. Mikey honestly couldn’t care even a lick, as long as Rindo takes the work in whatever country he ends up in.

Yet for all that he has done for you, the honeymoon period lasts only a good 6 months before everything fell apart. Rindo thought he had a good handle on things, but never has he been so under-prepared when it finally strikes your best friend just how massively popular you had become in such a short period. Everywhere you went, no matter where you toured, your concerts were all full, stuffed to the brim with fans. And oh how he detested that word.

Fans. Rabid, like mad dogs. Decked out in merchandise bearing your face and name, screaming at the stage hoping for even a smudge of your attention. even coming to the concert venue early hoping to get a glimpse of you.

Scum of the earth, how dare they ask for more than getting to breathe the same air as you?

How dare they demand more?!

The resentment of your adoring masses only built up more and more in Rindo, having to watch from the sidelines as you enthusiastically shook hands and thanked your fans for your support, dancing for them and winking at them. Like you were some sort of whore putting yourself on show for the world. Rindo would never stand for this, not for his best friend, yet he still gritted his teeth; for reasons beyond him, you were enjoying this, enjoying shaking your ass and chest at the unwashed insects.

And then all hell finally broke loose upon one of your returns to Japan after another of your tours.

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All Downhill from Here

"Let. Me. Go," Rindo hissed as he was manhandled away from the still buzzing arrival hall by a rather amused Ran, his twisting and struggling to break free from the other’s grasp to no avail. "I'll kill him. I'll fucking kill him, and then I'll kill you."

The older Haitani sighed as he continued to force his younger brother along the otherwise empty corridor. "And that is precisely why we are in this situation."

And as usual, to none of their surprise, you were at the center of it all, though your airheaded presence that Rindo’s world revolved around was nowhere in sight, having already been sent ahead to the meeting point without your best friend’s knowledge. The hallway echoed with the clicks of their shoes, joined occasionally by the buzz of machinery as they passed and the hum of air-conditioning overhead. If he had known what the day was going to bring, Ran mused, he would have proposed doing this from the start; after all, airport staff were easier to disperse and keep away compared to the hordes of fans that you attract everywhere you go, and these staff corridors were rather convenient, snaking throughout the airport and away from the public eye. 

Rindo’s cursing and swearing went in one ear and out the other as Ran continued to daydream, though the man couldn’t quite blame his unusually hot-tempered younger brother either. After all, it had been the continuous build up of months of stress, having to deal with you and your little idol gig that you insisted you wanted to keep, and this latest incident was just the straw that broke the camel’s back.

A huff as Rindo finally gave up on his failed escape, his shoulders relaxing in the armlock he had been held in for the past fifteen minutes.

Ran raised an eyebrow. “You done?”

”Yeah. Let me go.”

“You sure?”

”Fuck you, I’ll get that shitstain later.”

Which was exactly what the older of the brothers wanted to hear, Ran nodding as he released Rindo without another word. Shitstain was putting it lightly in his opinion, considering how much trouble he had caused in the span of a single minute - but it wasn’t his problem to solve. As long as Rindo wasn’t attempting to pull a gun in front of the police and the public to settle his little lover’s quarrel, Ran couldn’t quite care what happened to another nobody.

Ran jerked his chin down the corridor. “She’s two doors down to the right. Security escorted her there earlier.” The room was already demarcated as yours, what with two Bonten grunts flanking each side, but he thought it would be better to make it clear, given Rindo’s state of mind. 

His younger brother was already gone before he could finish his sentence, and all Ran received as a thank you for his hard work was the slam of the door.

Ah, siblings.

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Rindo didn’t quite see it as lightly as Ran did. 

This past day had already been particularly hellish for him by any standard measurement. It all started with the last concert of your first tour two nights ago - he had been watching from backstage, as he always did, when your skirt had ripped during your second song. The sound of cloth tearing reached his ears even over the sound of the throbbing music. He had confirmed as much when you finally returned to him waiting for you in the dressing room during the intermission, which only sealed the suspicions that churned in his sinking gut: at just the right angle, you would have flashed the fans in the first few rows, his wretched older brother seated in the VIP box included. Even if he had made you put on a new, longer skirt, it was already too late. 

And then when he had tried to drill into you about the importance of keeping your distance from those lowlives least you catch something nasty, you hadn’t taken his concerns quite as seriously as he had hoped, laughing and beaming back at him, patting his hand reassuringly and trying to convince him that they were harmless. Strike 1.

He didn’t know what he expected, Rindo had to admit to himself; you had always been such an airhead, even since childhood when he first met you. You probably wouldn’t even have survived for so long if the younger Haitani hadn’t take you under his wing as his best friend, and the least you could do to pay him back was to listen to him. All he asked was for you to stay close to him and far away from everyone else, especially Ran.

Sure, there were times like this where Rindo would be forced to allow Ran to inhabit the same space as you - seeing as his older brother had attended your concert and similarly happened to be heading back to Bonten HQ, the three of you had to share the jet - but of all the people to turn up cheekly waving merchandise with your face and name plastered all over? Well, he did say that you were one of the best he’s seen in a while, but still. The man with the short purple hair did it on purpose, Rindo was certain, and definitely to trigger an outburst from him; if you hadn’t been present, he would have strangled Ran himself for bringing up how good you looked on stage (now he was certain Ran saw your panty flashing). Strike 2.

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It was without a doubt that your best friend was already rather on edge as the jet finally landed back in Tokyo. It was supposed to be a secret when you would arrive, which meant that there were fans behind barricades eagerly awaiting your appearance outside the airport. Sure, fine. You were famous, whatever, Rindo could hardly bother. But what broke his dam was a single unruly fan. One man, decked out from head to toe in merchandise spouting your name and face, who had decided for very clear, unacceptable reasons to jump the fence in an attempt to ambush you. And the vein that had been throbbing on Rindo’s forehead all day finally burst. Strike 3.

If Ran hadn’t been a second faster to grip and restrain his hand, Rindo would have shot him dead before security could grab the assailant. 

And the missed opportunity continued to haunt him despite thirty minutes having already passed and nothing having happened to you, the sheer anger he had felt in that moment surging through his veins once more as Rindo stalked down the corridor, leaving Ran to talk at his back. Sure, he was going to arrange to have that scum erased, yet the upcoming torture wasn’t enough to soothe his nerves. Because how dare he? How dare that unworthy insect you called a fan even think of laying a finger on you? 

And then the heartstopping fear that chilled him to his bones that followed - what about you?

Throwing open the door and seeing your back turned to him only reinforced his sudden onset of fear, the closing of the door behind him reverberating in his ears. You were too naive, too stupid to think beyond your next meal, but what if there was someone else in the picture? Could it be that you had laughed away his concerns earlier because someone else told you so? Could it be that you continued to indulge others because you were being influenced? Could it be?

It had to be, Rindo gulped, as you finally acknowledged him, standing from your small seat and waving eagerly. Someone must have gotten to you while he was locked away in prison, brainwashing you into abandoning him and running off with them. Or worse, with Ran.

He couldn’t hear any of the words you were speaking at him, trapped in the whirlwind of thoughts in his mind, his body numb as you tugged him over to the small comfy corner that the airport staff had set up for you. 

Nothing went in, Rindo staring blankly at you, though you seemed to have failed to notice your friend’s inaction until you tried to get his attention. 

”-n! Rin-rin!! Hello?”

The Bonten executive blinked, awakening to your curious face taking up his entire view. 

“Rin-rinnnnn.”

Rindo simply stood suddenly, forcing you to back away, though a beam quickly replaced your surprised expression. A quick glance around the room told him that it was empty of cameras, and he was certain enough that the grunts outside had ensured as much - they were, after all, the ones who would pay with their lives should the police ever become involved. “Bend over the table and pull down your skirt,” he ordered, though he didn’t wait for you to register his instruction, instead already moving to gently guide you.

He had to make sure that you knew who you belonged to, and no matter how much your best friend dreaded what he was going to do to you next, it was necessary. You couldn’t be trusted to know up from down, let alone keep yourself safe and away from those who wanted to do your harm. From those who wanted to see you separated from him.

“Okay!” You cheerfully agreed. “What are we doing?”

Needless to say, this fateful day was the start of the end of your career as an idol. You had a good run while it lasted.

[cheesus-doodles]

Hi hi! Can we have a continuation of Yandere BF Rindo? You are a amazing author! Have a wonderful day!

Link to BFF Rindo HC | Juvie Rindo HC | Masterlist

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heya anon! thank you for your kind words TuT. Most definitely there will be more bestfriend Rindo! He's been on my mind for a while as well...

Most likely gonna be sometime next month though (very dead, very busy and very tired atm :'D ), but more Rindo is on the list I promise!

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Miscellaneous

⇝ Bleach, KNY, KNB, Hq + various characters from JJK and Tok. Rev.

❄️the way she sings for me

🔹thirst trap pt 1 🔹

❄️my sweet neighbor

Jujutsu Kaisen

❄️why don't you like me | s. gojo

❄️the night | kento n.

❄️for the first time | toji f.

❄️the maid | sukuna r., toji f., s.geto

❄️have you ever | s.gojo

❄️smooth operator | s.r.

❄️megumi fushiguro

❄️go to town | s.r.

❄️show me | s.r.

❄️kaisen dreams | crack

❄️when you ask them | crack

❄️ soft jazz | s. geto

❄️emulous | s. gojo, s. geto

❄️surprise | n. kento (full drabble coming soon)

❄️who knew he was a yandere | s. geto

❄️sex drabble | s. geto, s. gojo

Tokyo Revengers

🔹but did you like it | rindo h.🔹

🔹 sorry || i ain't sorry| haitani brothers🔹

🔹 big bet|rindo h. (probably will re-write) 🔹

🔹 what is it | ran h. 🔹

🔹 textversation | ran h. (chaptered fic soon) 🔹

🔹 tough deal | chiyo s. 🔹

🔹 have a nice trip | chiyo s. 🔹

🔹 revenger dreams | crack🔹

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Not sure if u are still doing yandere alphabet so plz just ignore me if ur not doing them but Rindo Haitani yandere alphabet or hc i don't mind really just want to know your thoughts. :)

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Haha! You are quite lucky! When I put the alphabet for Rindou into the queue, this ask wasn´t in my inbox yet. I hope you will like him! Btw there is a section for him in the collection of Yandere Tokyo Revengers I made as well.

You can find the alphabet for him here

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Which yanderes from Tokyo revengers would be the easiest to escape from to you don’t have a chance escaping? Ty in advance!! <3

No problem! I just did a couple for each ranging from easy, medium, to why even bother?

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Easy:

+ Angry: He was always putty in your hands from the moment he saw you. Kidnapping was a bit harsh, he will admit, but he just couldn't stand you being away from him. Whenever he tied you up, you said the ropes hurt, and it broke his heart to hurt you, so of course, he tossed the restraints out the window and just asked you nicely to "stay put" while he runs to the store. He locked the door, but how was he supposed to know you would break a window and make a run for it?

+ Mitsuya: He's easy to escape because he's more of the smothering, manipulative, you don't even realize he's a yandere, yandere type. As stated a bit here. So technically you were never held hostage, and have every opportunity to leave whenever you want, but that being said, do you want to leave? He cares for you so deeply and gently to the point that you forgot how to care for yourself or what life is like without him, and become so dependent on him that you don't want to leave. He's also not above using his sisters (who also love you) as a guilt trip.

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Medium:

+ Sanzu: It won't be easy, but there is an opening of when you can escape, and that's when he's high. It's going to take some time though. You need to gain his trust so he lowers his defenses enough for you to make your move. The higher he gets, the harder he can crash, so your goal is to keep him taking pills. Do yourself a favor though, and if you manage to escape... don't get caught. Because he will look for you, and you'll be in for one hell of a night when he takes you back 'home'.

+ Kazutora: He is a very broken boy. All he wants is love. The type of unconditional love that was absent in his life growing up. It's sad, but he's so mentally unstable, that if you fake falling in love with him too, he will give you more freedom, which can eventually be pushed into using those privileges to escape. You'll have to do it when he's sleeping, because the only time he doesn't have guards around you, is when he's with you instead. It'll crush him when he wakes up and you're gone. He will send every member at his disposal to hunt you down and bring you back to him.

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Hard:

+ Mikey: It can be pretty difficult to escape from someone who keeps you glued to them 24/7. He has loved, and lost so many people in his life that he cared about. If he lost you too, it would really push him over the edge, so the best way to make sure he never loses you is by keeping you by his side at all times. Eating. Sleeping. Meetings. Even showering. You'll be there while his eyes are glued on your every move.

+ Rindo: This sadistic son of a bitch leaves no room for error. What makes it so hard to escape from him is his pure lack of sympathy. He would lock you in a windowless garage, to keep you from escaping if he had to. If you behave nicely, he might move you into the penthouse, but it's going to be pretty tight with security on all the exits. I can definitely see him as the type just to mentally screw with you as well. He might let you think you can escape, only to rip it away so he can watch you fall apart in his grasp.