#yandere shinichiro

[macsimagines]

Imagine how Kanto Mikey, Kazutora, and Shinichiro would react if their usually nervous S/O came onto them for once? Would they let them lead or would they immediately take over?

The Kanto brain rot is real…

NSFW below the cut MINORS DNI

Yandere!Kanto Mikey

He knows he scares you. It makes him sad so he keeps touching you to a minimum. He tries to at least. He still needs his hugs and kisses...

But now, with you crawling onto his lap? Well hes curious... He lets you lead with your shy kisses, can feel you peeling his jacket off slowly and the timid way you rub your pussy on his clothed dick.

Poor baby. You tried so hard. Let him take over and reward you.

Flips your positions suddenly and has you underneath him, his hands pulling your thighs apart. "Such a sweet thing, let me have a taste, ya?"

Yandere!Kazutora

Kills him to let you try and lead but you're so shy baby! This feels like a huge mile stone! You willingly went down on him. Makes sure to sing your praises.

"Fuck! Y/N~ so good baby, fuck ya, lick it just like-! Fuck!"

Doesn't let you lead for more than a few sucks before he's pulling you off and licking the precum from your lips.

"Make me feel so good, my pretty girl," He whimpers ripping your pants open and moving your panties out of his way, "Lets feel good together, ya?"

Yandere!Shinichiro

Lets you lead all you want, until you ask him to take over. Loves the way you're trying to bounce on his cock, but he's big baby he knows its too much for his poor little girl.

Licks his lips and watches your tiny pussy try to inch him in, doesn't like it when you cry but does love the way your cheeks flush..

"Puh-please," You beg unable to go any further without his help, "C-can't go d-down all the wa-AH-way,"

He doesn't let you get one more whimper in before he's grabbing your hips and forcing you all the way down. Watches the way your eyes roll back and just smiles. "Anything for my baby~."

[youatemylollipop]

I really really liked the way you wrote those yandere headcanons! Could you write some more but with Shinichiro and Wakasa?

A/N: I think this post makes it pretty obvious that I’m simping for Wakasa hardcore!😳

Ft: Imaushi Wakasa & Sano Shinichiro (Tokyo Revengers).

Part One: Hanagaki Takemichi, Ryūguji Ken & Sano Manjirō ➵ Tokyo Revengers

Part Two: Kokonoi Hajime & Kurokawa Izana ➵ Tokyo Revengers

⚠️ WARNING: Yandere, possessiveness, obsession, dependency, violence, kidnapping, delusional behavior, slightly suggestive on Wakasa’s part, stalking, manipulation & overprotectiveness.

Imaushi Wakasa

➵ Wakasa's demeanor is quite indifferent towards his darling and the world around him, which often makes him blend in seamlessly. Despite his obsession with his darling, he doesn't show any strong emotions or become visibly upset when things don't go his way.

➵ He is a keen observer and pays close attention to his darling's every move from afar. He notices even the smallest changes in their behavior and daily routine, which helps him plan his next move accordingly.

➵ Wakasa doesn't befriend just anyone, and it takes a lot to gain his trust and interest. He only reaches out to his darling when his obsession with them starts to grow, and he believes that they are worthy of his time and attention.

➵ Wakasa's tactics to isolate his darling from their friends involve spreading malicious rumors about them, making others believe that his darling is a bad influence or is involved in illegal activities. He sees this as a necessary step to protect his darling from negative influences.

➵ If Wakasa's efforts to isolate his darling fail, he is not afraid to resort to violence to remove any perceived threats. He sees this as a necessary step to protect his darling from harm and ensure their safety.

➵ He has unwavering faith in his darling, believing that they can do no wrong. Even if his darling admits to committing a serious crime, he refuses to believe that they could be capable of such actions.

➵ Wakasa's actions to isolate his darling are done in such a way that his darling remains unaware of his involvement. His darling only sees him as a loyal friend and confidant, unaware of the lengths he goes to protect and control their relationship.

➵ Wakasa is a master of manipulation and can subtly influence his darling's thoughts and actions without them realizing it. He knows how to push their buttons and make them believe that his ideas and opinions are their own.

➵ Wakasa has high standards and expectations for his darling and strives to make them the best they can be. He sees their flaws as opportunities for improvement and will go to great lengths to help them achieve their full potential.

➵ Wakasa's love for his darling is all-consuming, and he will do anything to protect them from harm. He sees himself as their guardian angel, always watching over them and ready to intervene if necessary.

➵ His actions are always part of a long-term plan, and he thinks several steps ahead. He carefully considers every move he makes and the potential consequences, ensuring that his actions always align with his ultimate goal of protecting and controlling his darling.

➵ Despite his intense feelings for his darling, Wakasa remains emotionally detached and rarely shows any vulnerability. He sees his emotions as a weakness that could be used against him and keeps them hidden beneath a calm and collected exterior.

➵ Wakasa sees himself as the only person capable of saving his darling from the world and its dangers. He sees his obsession as a noble and selfless act, believing that he is the only one who truly understands and cares for his darling.

➵ While Wakasa's actions seem to stem from a desire to protect his darling, there may be deeper, hidden motivations at play. He may be seeking validation, control, or even a sense of ownership over his darling.

Wakasa was observing your figure silently as you continued to doodle something in your notebook. You weren’t drawing anything in particular, just some random hearts and smileys here and there.

But the male wasn’t too focused on that. Instead, he was watching the expression adoring your features. Eyebrows furrowed in concentration, pink tongue peeking out from between your lips. You looked so adorable in that moment, Wakasa had to restrain himself from pinching your cheeks.

Then you looked up at him, arching an eyebrow in a silent question. The male sent you a lazy smirk, lilac eyes containing a hint of mischief that caused a small giggle to escape your lips.

“Do you want to ditch?”

A shudder ran down your spine as you felt his hot breath fanning against your skin, a not so subtle blush dusting your cheeks. He had mouthed those words so quietly, you wouldn’t have been able to hear them, had he not gotten so close to you—mouth practically touching your exposed neck.

“Waka,” you whispered to him in a warning tone. Though the male seemed to be the least bit threatened by it, simply arching an eyebrow as if he was challenging you. Then you felt his hand rubbing your thigh sensually and tried swatting it away, only for him to start off where he had been previously interrupted.

You shot him a glare as you felt his hand trailing your thigh, but the male wasn’t looking at you anymore, bored lilac eyes staring ahead. Pursing your lips you ripped off a small piece of paper before scribbling something on it. This earned you a curious look from the otherwise always bored male.

“Promise?”

You blushed, facing the other direction so he couldn’t see your red face, which was futile since there was no way Wakasa wouldn’t be able to notice. Of course he would, there had never even gone a single day without him watching you. Whether he was close beside you, or somewhere in the distance, did not matter.

Too flustered to pronounce a word, you simply nodded, eyes shadowed by your bangs. In response, the male squeezed your thigh gently before removing his hand.

A subtle sensation of ownership slowly began to envelope his senses. You were just too pure and fragile for this dark and toxic world. Too innocent. It had only been a matter of time before those rotten pests would finally realize how much better you were than them.

…They never stood a chance to begin with.

Sano Shinichiro

➵ Shinichiro is the kind of yandere who believes in love at first sight, and that's exactly what happened when he laid eyes on his darling for the first time. He was instantly infatuated and couldn't resist the urge to be with them.

➵ Although he kidnaps his darling, Shinichiro doesn't do it to harm them in any way. He just wants to keep them close and protect them from any potential threats. He knows that his actions are extreme, but he genuinely believes that it's the only way to keep his beloved safe.

➵ Shinichiro is severely delusional, thinking that he and his darling are the perfect match for each other. He sees no one else in the world that could make his darling as happy as he can.

➵ Despite his delusions, Shinichiro is not manipulative. He never tries to force his darling to do anything they don't want to do. He respects their boundaries and always asks for their consent before doing anything.

➵ Shinichiro is extremely protective of his darling, and he will become violent if anyone poses a threat to them. However, he will never physically harm his darling, no matter how angry he gets.

➵ He truly believes that his darling is deeply in love with him, just as he is with them. He sees their every action as a sign of their love, even if it's something as simple as a smile or a nod.

➵ Shinichiro is very clingy and affectionate with his darling. He loves to hold them close and shower them with kisses and compliments. He wants to make them feel loved and appreciated every second of every day.

➵ Despite his clinginess, Shinichiro is still mindful of his darling's boundaries. He knows when they need space and will give it to them without hesitation.

➵ Shinichiro is very attentive to his darling's needs. He always makes sure they have everything they need, whether it's food, water, or a warm blanket. He wants them to feel comfortable and cared for at all times.

➵ He has a habit of talking to himself when he's alone with his darling. He'll often say things like, "We're so perfect together," or "I'll never let anyone hurt you." It's his way of reinforcing his delusions and reminding himself of how much he loves his darling.

➵ Shinichiro is very possessive of his darling, but not in a creepy or controlling way. He just wants to be the only one who can make them happy.

➵ Shinichiro is not afraid to show his emotions around his darling. He's not the type of yandere who tries to hide his feelings or put up a tough exterior. He wants his darling to know how much he loves them and how much they mean to him.

➵ He has a certain innocence about him. He sees the world through the eyes of a romantic, which is why his delusions are so extreme. He truly believes that he and his darling are meant to be together forever.

➵ Shinichiro’s love for his darling is unconditional. He would do anything to make them happy, even if it means sacrificing his own happiness. He just wants to see them smile and know that they're loved.

A sudden gasp escaped your cold, almost numb lips as you covered your mouth on pure instinct before walking over to the beat-up male. Without paying much thought, you cupped his cheek gently as a bruise slowly began to bloom on the pale skin. His bottom lip had been busted, small droplets of blood trailing down.

Mouth opening and closing like a fish as you tried to form a coherent sentence, but no words seemed to come out. Sensing your growing worry the male simply let out a laugh, “There’s no need to worry, I’ve taken beatings far worse than this.”

You eyed him skeptically, guilt gnawing at the back of your throat. Fully aware that it had been your carelessness that had put this boy in danger.

Shaking your head, you spoke timidly, “Thank you for saving me Sano-kun, I don’t know what would have happened to me, had you not interfered.”

Onyx eyes widened at the mention of his name, a subtle blush coating his cheeks. Your voice was like a silent melody, delicate and beautiful as it evaporated in the cold air. It was even prettier up close.

“So, you recognized me?” He said, a laugh following his question as he rubbed his neck sheepishly. You smiled softly at the boy’s awkwardness, finding it exceptionally cute. There was just something very endearing about it.

Then his expression suddenly went serious. “But you won’t have to worry about those bastards anymore,” he said, gaze holding a sort of firmness that made you feel grounded. The male didn’t elaborate further on the subject, shoving his bruised knuckles into his jean’s pockets.

Instead of pressing him on the matter, you simply nodded. Perhaps that was a pretty careless thing for you to do, but at the time, you didn’t think much about it. Neither did you second guess yourself when you accepted his suggestion to give you a ride home.

It was only when you entered your house that a small hint of unease began creeping in. You leaned your back against the hard and sturdy wooden door, pressing your lips into a firm line as you recalled your conversation. You never remembered telling him the address…

…So how did he know where you lived?

[kissesforsatoru]

Hello hello! Big lover of your work and I wanted to make a request but please take your time bc I’m always happy to support <3

To Yandere! Izana, Ran, & Shin, how would they handle a darling that likes to sleep a lot? Like when they get home to their shared apartment from a gang meeting, they’re already curled up on their bed, but sometimes like to just sleep in the most random places like on the floor, at the kitchen table, in the garden, etc?

izana : i’ll have to make sure that my darling is safe wherever they fall asleep, i can’t have them falling over or something like that and getting hurt from it. maybe i can baby proof my house to make it safe for them? get lots of soft, cushiony things for them so that if they fall the injuries and pain are nulled. or i’ll just have someone stay with them at all times to supervise them while i can’t, probably kakucho.

shinichirou : it would be really endearing to come come and find my darling curled into themselves as they sleep, even if they’re in the most random place. i’ll have to get more blankets and pillows to put around the house so that my darling can at least sleep comfortably. i would hate for them to wake up feeling sore and with marks all over their face because they decided to fall asleep at the table.

ran : i’d get home and immediately go to find my darling so that i can sleep with them. could be a fun little hide and seek game with my reward being my precious little darling. i bet that look so fucking cute when they sleep.

have a question for your yandere lover? ask them! ⟶

[seijorhi]

Echoes

i am extremely late with this spooktober fic but... at least it's here ghfjdkfhgjf

i hope y'all like it! <33

Sano family x female reader

w.c 6.7k

tw: yandere themes, mentions of blood/gore, character death, supernatural themes, dub-con (kinda? not in a smut way tho)

There’s a reason why the asking price for the old house at the end of the lane is so cheap. 

Why it’s sat on the market for near-on three years, untouched. A reason why the real estate agent, with her perfect hair and painted red smile, falters ever so slightly when the topic comes up.

“Before you decide whether you want to submit an offer, you should know that this house it– it has… a history.”

In hindsight, perhaps it’s your own fault for not prying deeper. You didn’t want the details, the ghost story. With an inheritance you gained too young, and grief still too raw, you lied, and told her you knew. 

You liked this house, with the trees in the garden and its quaint little kitchen. 

What harm could the past ever bring?

—

“That’s the last one, yeah?” 

You nod, setting the box down in what will be your living room, “That’s it.” Your whole life, everything you own, packed up into boxes now scattered throughout the otherwise empty house.

Yuzuha sighs, rolling her shoulders as she leans against the kitchen countertop, surveying the mess that awaits you. Then, she glances back at you, “You sure you don’t want me to stay? I don’t mind helping build furniture or unpacking stuff.”

If you let her, she’d probably call up her brother and rope him into helping the two of you as well. Not that Hakkai would take much convincing. 

And while you can’t imagine that muddling through indecipherable assembly instructions or diving into the very same boxes she helped pack is anyone's idea of a fun Friday night activity, Yuzuha would do it gladly, without complaint. All night, if that’s what it took. 

If that’s what you wanted. 

You shake your head and offer her a small, tired smile, “Nah, you’ve done plenty, Zu. I appreciate it, really.”

She lifts an eyebrow, “You’re gonna spend the night by yourself in this big, empty house?”

“Considering I bought it, yeah, that was kind of the idea,” you laugh.

Yuzuha doesn’t look sold on the idea. Then again, she hadn’t been sold on the whole moving thing to begin with, and for that matter hadn’t been shy about telling you. But if there’s one thing you’re grateful for, it’s that despite that, she’s the last person who’ll ever tell you that what you’re doing is the wrong way to grieve.

And so she nods, pulls you into a close hug. “… Love you,” she whispers, and you squeeze her back just as tight. For a while, the two of you stay like that, neither saying a word. 

With Yuzuha, you don’t have to. 

Eventually, the two of you part and she makes you promise, hand in hers, that you’ll call if you need her. 

The house feels infinitely emptier once she’s gone. The bedroom you’ve taken up residence in has your bed set up at least, a suitcase stuffed with essentials and clothes for the next few days propped open by its foot. 

You order pizza for dinner because it’s easy, sitting cross legged on the floor of your new home with an open bottle of champagne that the real estate agent left. Tomorrow you’ll begin the task of unpacking and settling in, a slow process that’ll doubtlessly take days – tonight, you don’t have the energy.

So you sit, and eat, and stare. This house of yours feels different in the dark. The emptiness echoes, a yawning, gaping maw that feels as though it wants to swallow you whole given half the chance.

But this house is new. Unfamiliar. It won’t be forever – when the rooms are filled with light and music and the kitchen smells of freshly baked treats, and you remember which of the floorboards creak and where the sun shines through in the late afternoon, it’ll be home. 

And maybe one day you’ll fill these rooms with a family of your own, maybe you won’t. Maybe in a few years time you’ll come to the realisation that you’ve outgrown what you needed this house to be, and you’ll sell it to somebody else. A family, perhaps, with kids who’ll run down through the living room chasing each other, laughing and giggling. 

The thought is an oddly bittersweet one. 

For as bright and happy as this place used to be, you can’t escape the truth that something awful happened here. There’s a sadness that hangs thick and heavy in the air around you. Grief and pain etched into the very foundations. 

But you’re broken, too – hollowed out with emotions still too raw to touch.

There’s something about this house, though. Something that goes beyond the tragedy that haunts it. You’ve spent days trying to put a finger on what exactly it was that drew you here, and why you kept coming back to it no matter how many other properties you saw.

You wanted an apartment, or a small two bedroom place. Something nice, small – cozy. Easy to take care of and keep clean. Rather than any of that, you’ve somehow ended up with a place bigger than you'll ever need, with four bedrooms and a converted garage out back.

You take a slow sip of champagne, straight from the bottle because your glasses are yet to be unpacked. 

This house has good bones, it just needs a little life.

—

You wake with a jerk, gasping.

The dream – nightmare, you suppose – begins to fade, even as you reach desperately to grasp at its threads. The only thing you can remember is the feeling of coldness seeping through your body, and hands grabbing at you from all different angles. Holding you, touching you, petting you.

Your stomach turns as you scramble from your sheets. 

It’s been like this every night this week. You fall asleep tucked away under the warm covers and wake in a pool of sweat from horrid dreams that you can’t remember, panting like you’ve run a marathon. 

Forgoing the bathroom light, you reach for the faucet, cupping your palms beneath the cold water to splash it over your face. 

You wonder absently whether it’s worth the effort of having an actual shower. The sheen of night sweat still clings to your skin, sticky and uncomfortable. Gripping tightly at the edge of the sink, you exhale, staring at the drain as water swirls down, down, down. 

It was only a dream. 

Another shaking breath. 

Nightmares are nothing new for you, yet these ones seem to sink their claws into you. They’re harder to shake than the ones about the accident – dead faces staring back at you with unblinking eyes, a cold morgue, your father’s corpse whispering into your ear; your fault, your fault, your fault.

You shake your head, squeezing your eyes shut as if that will rid you of whatever lingering unpleasantness the nightmare imparted. 

Finally, turning off the faucet, you glance to the mirror on the vanity– and scream.

There’s a figure standing behind you; slight and tan, with wavy blond hair and red hanafuda earrings that dangle to his shoulders. His eyes, though– one violet pupil fixed on your reflection. Where the other should be there’s a gruesome, gaping hole of flesh, brain matter and blood that drips down the left side of his face like tears. 

A door slams somewhere inside the house, a shout piercing through the night and you jolt, screaming louder as you whirl, still clutching at the edge of the sink as if it’s a lifeline.

There’s no one behind you, though, and when you fumble for the light switch, heart pounding, your stomach sitting in your throat, there’s nothing but silence to greet you. 

—

“You know what this house needs?” 

Yuzuha, munching on the pastries she’d brought over for breakfast, eyes the room thoughtfully, “New curtains. A rug for under the coffee table, hmm… oh! And some indoor plants, too. They’d liven the place up a little, I think.”

Hakkai laughs, waving off her suggestion, “Nah– well, maybe, but that’s not where I was going with this. You’ve got that extra room shed thingy out the back, right?” You nod and he continues, “Right, well I think you should convert it into a super fancy guest room, and then when Yuzuha starts smothering me, I can come and stay here!”

“Hey!”

“You wouldn’t stay up here with me in the main house? There’s like a thousand rooms you could pick from.” 

“Well, no, I mean– I wouldn’t, um, I don’t–” he flashes a panicked ‘deer-in-headlights’ look at his sister, the tips of his ears turning pink, and you almost – almost – feel bad for the laugh that bubbles up in response.

“Relax would you? You guys practically offered to let me move in with you both, no questions asked. You can stay here whenever. I’m not sure about the space out the back, though. I’m thinking I might turn it into a studio, or a movie den or something?” You shrug, “I don’t know yet. Still figuring it all out.”

When you glance to Yuzuha, the strawberry blonde is already watching you, a fond little smile warming her features. Hakkai may be the model in the family, but there’s something infinitely lovely about the elder Shiba sibling when she looks at you like that.

“A movie den sounds great,” she says, “but there’s no rush. We can make this place perfect, however you want it.”

You grin back at her, lips parting to continue the conversation when goosebumps begin to dot your skin, a cold shiver rolling down your spine. In the space of less than a second, the temperature in your living room’s plummeted, a chill that seeps right down to your very bones. 

The windows are closed, though, there’s no breeze or draught blowing through to explain it. 

Yet if either Yuzuha or Hakkai notice, neither gives any indication. 

“–Hakkai’s shoot, so we can go on Monday or Tuesday?” Yuzuha’s looking at you expectantly. 

You blink at her. “Sorry, what?”

The faintest of frowns mars your friend’s pretty face, but it’s smoothed over in an instant as she rolls her eyes good naturedly. “Stop zoning out on me. I said Hakkai’s got a shoot over the weekend, so if you want we can go look for house stuff early next week.”

Ice trails down your neck, localised this time – like fingertips dragging along your skin. 

“Oh… yeah, that– that sounds good.”

Your smile is frozen. Tight. And while Hakkai is oblivious to it, flicking through his phone with one hand, chowing down on the ‘low cal’ salmon bagel Yuzuha had begrudgingly bought for him, his sister isn’t so easily fooled.

Critical eyes sweep across your face. The corners of her lips turn downward, and she opens her mouth only to close it, seemingly thinking better of whatever it was.

Yuzuha exhales softly, and reaches for your hand, squeezing it til you look at her properly. “You look tired, hun,” she murmurs quietly. “Are you sleeping alright?”

And for some reason, the innocuous question has your eyes prickling, a thick lump forming in your throat. But you smile (as best you can) all the same, and nod.  

“Y’know what else this place could do with? A dog. Or a cat. Either really – you’ve got the space for it.”

—

A little after midnight, 12:17 to be exact, the TV in the living room switches on.

The sounds of buzzers ringing like pinball machines and peals of laughter float under your door, you recognise the sound of the host’s voice – reruns of a popular game show you used to watch as a kid.

You pull the covers tighter around yourself, squeezing your eyes closed like that’ll stop the noise. Protect you, somehow.

The TV’s old, wires must have loosened or frayed in the move somehow. That can happen, right?

You’re not crazy.

You’re not. 

Ghosts aren’t real.

And when the door to your bedroom slowly creaks open, and muted, impossible footfalls  pad closer, your grip on the sheets tightens. 

Muscles pulled taut and trembling like a leaf, a cold bead of sweat trickles down your spine.

Ghosts aren’t real.

The other edge of your covers lift, and you tense, flinching at the breeze of cold night air that licks at your back. A whimper slips out, halfway to a sob, as the sheets rustle, your bed dipping under a phantom weight.

The cold you’ve since become familiar with settles over you once more. And still, you refuse to look. 

This has to be a dream. Another visceral nightmare that’ll fade the moment you wake.

“Go away,” you whisper, voice cracking. “Go away, go away, go away, go away–”

Down in the living room, the TV changes channels.

—

The sun is shining and your bedroom is blessedly empty when you pry open bloodshot, exhausted eyes. 

Not a pillow out of place, no sign of any late night visitors, corporeal or otherwise. It should be a relief, except the same cannot be said for the kitchen, for when you sleepily shuffle in, you find a blonde girl with honey eyes no older than you sitting on the countertop, idly swinging her legs.

Watching you with a strangely eager smile.

“About time you got up. I’d ask if you usually make a habit of sleeping this late, but I think by now we both know that you do.”

You freeze, eyes widening, heart pounding; a deer in headlights. 

She’s a petite thing, slender if not for her curves, and perched atop the counter and smiling as she is, she doesn’t appear threatening or violent. Appearances can be misleading, though, and the fact remains that there’s a stranger in your house, talking to you as if she knows you. 

Rooted to the floor on the outskirts of the living room, you’re wholly defenceless. There’s nothing within arms reach you can grab to defend yourself, and you can’t even threaten to call the cops – you left your phone back in your room. 

Nervous eyes dart around your living space. Is it just her, or are there others, too? 

You don’t know whether to scream, run, or stand your ground and demand she gets the hell out of your house. You can’t think, petrified of making the wrong choice, your breath coming quicker and quicker.

“I don’t bite, y’know. You don’t have to be scared.”

Screaming, you eventually decide. If you scream, she might get scared and run off, or someone else will hear and come and investigate. Before you can make so much as a squeak, however, the blonde shifts, leaning back ever so slightly – inadvertently placing herself directly in the path of the sunlight streaming into the kitchen. 

And your jaw falls lax.

The sun doesn’t spill over her features, casting them in a warm glow. The shadows don’t shift. 

Rather, that beam of buttery, golden light filters through her, as if she’s no more than smoke and dust. 

“You’re not… real.”

The girl tilts her head to the side, considering you for a moment. Then she laughs, hopping down off the counter. “No?” 

One blink, and all of a sudden she’s standing right in front of you, hand outstretched to touch your face. You jerk back reflexively, and she diverts her course, grabbing your wrist instead. Steadies you with an ice cold touch and laces her fingers with yours.

“I might not be alive anymore, that doesn’t make me any less real.”

It’s too much. Her touch and the closeness, the paranoia of the past two weeks. Hysteria bubbles up inside of you and you try to yank your hand free and scramble back away from her.

For a figment of a fractured imagination, the blonde’s grip is surprisingly unyielding. You wrench yourself against it all the same. 

“No, no, no, let me go–” you gasp, hot tears prickling at your eyes.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” the hallucination says, a pout tugging at her full lips. “None of us will, Izana… Izana’s just–”

You never find out who or what Izana is or isn’t, because between terrified, rattling breaths and half choked pleas, a masculine voice calls out from nearby.

“Emma.”

The blonde – Emma? – heaves a long suffering sigh, rolling her pretty eyes. “Fine.” 

And in the blink of an eye, she’s gone.

—

You refuse to google the word ‘ghosts’.

Lost in the crowd wandering the busy streets of Tokyo with a coffee in hand, you reach a calm sort of clarity.

As far as you can tell, there are two possibilities; Either ghosts are real and your house is haunted, or you’re seeing things. 

Having never been one to put much faith in anything spiritual, logically, the second option makes more sense. You’re grieving still, exhausted from a lack of sleep and the stress of packing up your life and moving houses for the first time. Is it any wonder that you’re struggling to cope? Is it that much of a stretch to imagine that you’re seeing things, feeling things that aren’t actually there?

Except you don’t feel crazy. When you’re outside, away from home – on your bi-weekly trek to your parents grave, or when you’re out shopping with Yuzuha or picking up groceries, you don’t get that same sense of unease. You don’t see things that shouldn’t – couldn’t – possibly exist.

And things were getting better. You were getting better; the nightmares were easing. The guilt still ate away at you, yes, and you mourned for the loss of your parents, but it wasn’t that all consuming grief that crippled you before.

You’d felt that touch. That day in the kitchen with your friends, and again this morning. The girl, Emma, you’d felt her hand around your wrist, cold and impossibly strong, but real. 

Which leaves you with the possibility that you’re not imagining any of it. 

In any case, you can’t just bury your head in the sand and pretend this isn’t happening. You can’t hide away forever.

The house is quiet when you return. Still. Yet there’s an air of anticipation that stirs as you cross the threshold and set down your keys, like an arrow nocked and drawn, ready to be loosed. 

Wetting your lips and squaring your shoulder, you wonder if you’re a fool. You must be, yet you don’t see any other option. 

Breathing in deep, your lips part, “Emma? Are you there?”

You’re speaking to an empty room, and then, suddenly, you aren’t – the petite blonde girl appearing beside you.

Only this time, she’s not alone. Leaning propped up against the open entryway, arms folded across his chest, a tall, dark haired man meets your gaze.

There’s something decidedly familiar in the set of his features, the shape of his nose, but you’re spared from thinking too much on it when Emma squeals in delight, throwing her arms around you – oblivious to the way you stiffen and squeak under the cool embrace. 

“I knew you’d come around!”

“Emma.”

You recognise the deeper voice, having heard it only hours before. Your attention shifts to the other figure in the room. Older than Emma, with more than a passing resemblance; a brother, you decide, or a cousin.

Flat, black eyes peer back at you. Unsettling, despite the pleasant expression he wears. 

Emma huffs, drawing her head from your tensed shoulder to look at him, “What? I’m not doing anything wrong.”

A hint of a smile teases at his mouth. 

It’s a familiar look, you’ve seen a similar one on Yuzuha’s face whenever Hakkai tries to sweet talk his way out of doing things he doesn’t want to – chores, paperwork, what he deems to be ‘unnecessary’ meetings. The list is endless.

“Let her go and give the poor girl some space, would you? You’re overwhelming her.”

For a moment it looks as though she’s going to argue with him, but upon glancing back at you – noticing, probably for the first time the strained expression on your face – she relents, a petulant, “Killjoy,” muttered under her breath. 

Yet she doesn’t stray from your side, hovering close. “This is Shinichiro. He’s the oldest.”

It’s a surreal thing, being introduced to the ghosts of the people who used to live in your house. Stumped by what you’re expected to say in return (‘nice to meet you’ seems a little… inadequate, considering the circumstances), Shinichiro takes the lead, grinning as he pushes off the doorframe. 

“Not every day you meet a ghost, huh?” he asks. 

You decide against telling him that you’re still not positive this isn’t all in your head. 

“Not every day you move into a house that’s haunted,” you counter. You’d meant it as a joke, but the words come out all stilted and stiff, betraying your discomfort. 

Despite that, they seem to have their intended effect, something like amusement glittering in Shinichiro’s eyes as he chuckles lightly, “Lucky us.”

Your stomach twists. Joking or not, none of this feels right. Emma, clinging to your side like glue, seems enamoured already, and Shinichiro appears friendly enough, but none of that changes the past two weeks, your fear and terror, the sheer blinding panic you’d felt, waking up from nightmares you’re beginning to suspect weren’t so inexplicable.

A sudden thought occurs to you, and you turn to Emma, “Wait, you said oldest?”

She nods, “Mhm! Shin’s the oldest, but there’s four of us.”

“You’ve already met Izana.”

Met him? Confusion etches its way onto your countenance, and with a frown of his own Shinichiro hastens to add, “The asshole shouldn’t have scared you like that, he’ll apologise.”

Ah, you realise with an icy stab – the face in the mirror. The one you’ve spent the past week trying your best to forget.

… Emma had mentioned him before, hadn’t she. She’d known then, that her brother had scared you half to death that night. Both of them had. And yet he – Izana – hadn’t looked like they did. Save for the smoke-like translucence of their skin and the preternatural way they moved, appearing and disappearing at will, both Emma and Shinichiro could almost pass for human. Or alive, you guess. 

Izana had been something else entirely. A nightmare, bloody and horrifying… Why was he different?

“And then there’s Mikey, but he’s… well–” Emma hesitates, glancing at her older brother, who’s quick to step in.  

“Manjiro doesn’t do great with change,” Shin admits, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. “But he’s coming around. I wouldn’t worry about it.”

Nope. This is too much.

“I-I think I need… I just need–” but the rest of the sentence won’t come, and so you shake your head and stumble for the couch, sinking down into the cushions moments before your legs give out entirely. 

Elbows braced on your thighs, staring vacantly at the wooden floorboards you shudder for breath. The air’s too thin, and your head’s spinning. 

Maybe you have lost it completely. 

“Hey, hey, breathe for me, yeah? I get it’s a lot to take in, but everything’s gonna be fine.”

There’s a hand on your back, stroking slowly. Emma pops into existence beside you, curling into your side like a cat. Her cheek falls against your shoulder, “It’s okay.”

—

You never do get that apology.

Izana’s different from Emma, from Shin. Different even from Mikey – Manjiro – the youngest brother having taken to silently glaring at you from the outskirts whichever room you occupy. 

(‘He just needs some time’, Shinichiro assured, patting you on the head.)

He appears in the windows, in your mirror. Always in the reflection, bloody and gruesome, hovering like a bad omen.

Then comes the cold that freezes you in place. And you’re forced to watch as he draws closer – touches you. Encircling your wrist at first, icy fingers trailing up your sides.

And then comes the hand that curls around your throat. 

He doesn’t squeeze. Doesn’t tighten his grip.

Izana smiles in the reflection, laying his ruined face in the crook of the very neck he’s toying with and you wonder if ghosts can hurt the living – truly hurt you.

You wonder if he can hear the frantic pounding of your heart. 

“I won’t leave,” you tell him one night, your voice trembling as he thumbs leisurely at your fluttering pulse. “You won’t scare me away.”

Izana snickers, and in the blink of an eye he appears behind you. Real, solid (or as solid as a ghost can be), wholly undamaged. Lips at your ear, violet eyes twinkle as they bore into your reflection.

“And what makes you think I want you gone?”

—

Another night, another restless dream that wrenches you back to consciousness. 

In the darkness of your room, you draw your knees up to your chest, curling into a ball as the tears – hot and bitter – well up and spill silently down your cheeks.

It wasn’t a nightmare, at least, not the kind you’ve become accustomed to. In it, you weren’t haunted by shapeless, faceless figures, but your parents. Dead and empty, cold to the touch. They’d stood on the road beside the wreckage, watching impassively as you cried and screamed, crawling over broken glass to reach them.

Your fault.

Shoulders shaking, your face buried in your knees, you don’t notice the temperature in your bedroom dwindling.

“What happened?”

With a sniffle, you lift your head to find that you’re no longer alone; Mikey sitting cross legged at the end of your bed, chin resting in his propped up palm. 

For once, he isn’t glaring. 

Too drained for anything other than acceptance, you shrug with another weak sniffle, “Just a dream, don’t worry about it.”

At his raised eyebrow, you sigh, slowly wiping at your tears. “There was a car accident a few months back,” you say. “My parents, they–”

“They didn’t survive.”

“No.”

Mikey tilts his head, “Were you there?”

The screech of metal bending and gasoline that burns up your nose. Your head throbs, pain radiating along your leg. Your mother’s body lying twisted on the road in front of you–

Fingernails dig into the soft skin of your palm.

“… Yeah.”

For a little while, Mikey doesn’t say anything. He doesn’t offer any comfort, and you don’t expect him to, but he doesn’t leave. 

You wouldn’t go so far as to say that it’s a nice moment, what with tears still quietly rolling down your cheek and your heart aching, but it’s something. Enough, maybe.

And then Mikey decides to speak. 

“You have no one left, then.”

You stiffen, blindsided for a moment by the callousness of the comment. Mikey’s own expression is decidedly neutral, and whether he meant it to hurt or not, the words are salt in your wounds, rubbing too deep, too painful to be ignored. 

Your eyes narrow into a glare, “I have Yuzuha. And Hakkai.” 

Yuzuha hadn’t spent weeks looking after you in the wake of your parents’ deaths, making sure you ate and slept and showered, keeping you from becoming a miserable, hollowed out shell just to be brushed aside like she’s nothing. The Shiba siblings are family, blood and DNA be damned. 

“They’re not your family,” he scoffs, scowling right back. “They’ll leave eventually.”

Resisting the urge to tell him to shut up, you instead fall back to the pillows, roughly yanking your covers up over your shoulder once more. “You don’t know anything,” you huff under your breath, the words more bitter than you intend.

You expect him to disappear then, or to double down on the cruel remarks. Mikey does neither, choosing to remain at the foot of your bed, his stare boring holes into you.

Whether it’s minutes or hours that pass, you couldn’t say, only that you’re on the verge of sleep once more when his voice breaks through the silence.

“I know what it’s like to watch your family die.”

Curled up on your side, gazing into the darkness, there’s an old ache inside of your chest that pangs, and regret washes over you. 

You’d asked Emma about it only once, tentatively broaching the subject after dinner one night. 

She’d gone silent for a long time, staring at the floor with wide, unseeing eyes. It hadn’t been until you’d gently called her name again that she’d snapped out of it, quietly admitting that there was a break in. Shinichiro had appeared a moment later and the subject was quickly dropped – you haven’t had the nerve to bring it up again since.

“I’m sorry,” you whisper, and Mikey hums in response.

—

Things seem to settle after that.

You return to work, and though you’d never admit as much to either one of them, it’s nice to be around people other than Yuzuha and her brother. 

After the first day or two, your co-workers stop tiptoeing around you like they’re afraid you’ll break at the slightest touch, and start treating you how they used to. 

For the first time in a long time, you feel almost normal again.

You come to realise that you like coming home to Emma and Shinichiro – even Mikey when he’s not in a mood. You enjoy having company while you cook dinner, someone to listen to you talk about your day. 

Izana still takes perverse pleasure in trying to unnerve you of course, and Mikey hangs over you like a shadow (though he doesn’t glare so much anymore, which you count as a win) but the house feels more welcoming now that you know it’s not so empty.

You’re not a burden to them. Not a broken, pitiable thing. 

It’s enough, sometimes, to make you forget that you’re not the only one with hang ups from the past. 

The first time you come home late, it’s because your bus broke down halfway home, and you ended up grabbing a bite to eat while you waited for the next one.

You’re greeted by Shin, pacing in the living room, an unlit cigarette hanging from his lips.

(And maybe if he hadn’t looked so frustrated, you might’ve marvelled at the concept of a ghost smoking.)

“Where the hell were you?”

Both Emma and Mikey linger nearby, watching on as you drop your keys and purse on the counter top, toeing off your shoes. “There was an issue with the bus, it’s not a big deal.”

Well meaning or not, his attitude chafes a little. You’re a grown adult, you don’t need to be babied or coddled. You certainly don’t need to explain yourself to any of them – it was barely an hour. If you wanted to spend all night partying, or go out on a date, or stay back in the office working, you were perfectly entitled to.

Shinichiro isn’t your big brother, and you’re not a kid with a curfew.

Nevertheless, you apologise – if only to rid the awkward, strangely tense atmosphere that hangs in the air between you.

“Shin gets like that sometimes. After… everything that happened,” Emma explains later, seated atop your bedroom vanity. “He cares about you. We all do – we just wanna know that you’re safe, is that really so awful?”

You’re not the one being unreasonable, you know that, it doesn’t stop the slight twinge of guilt.  

The second time it happens, it’s because you’re dragged out for drinks after work to celebrate one of your coworkers birthdays. You stumble home well after dark, the taste of sake fresh on your tongue. 

Lips pursed, Shinichiro doesn’t say a word as you step inside and shut the door behind you, the lock clicking into place. He doesn’t need to – the disapproval rolls off of him in waves. 

“I’m sorry,” you tell him, your previous good mood all but evaporating under his scowl. “I didn’t realise it was so late.”

Which is a lie, technically, but what else is there to say?

This time, even Izana’s here, his countenance impassive save for the narrowing of his eyes – an expression matched across his siblings’ faces. 

The longer the heavy silence stretches, the more uncomfortable you become. You begin to feel a little like you’re on trial. “Next time I’ll call, o-or, I don’t know, I’ll leave a message somehow to let you know that I’ll be coming home late.”

“You don’t fucking get it, do you?” Shin snaps, and for one split second, you swear his appearance changes; blood flecked across pale, dead skin, a bullet wound at his temple, bone and blood and brain matter exploding on the other side–

You blink, though, and whatever you thought you saw is gone. 

Shin looks down at you, eyes uncharacteristically hard, his jaw set. “You don’t fucking get it,” he repeats quietly, shaking his head, and an instant later, all four of them are gone.

Feeling very much like a child chastised by your parents, there’s not much left to do but shower the day’s stresses off of you and head to sleep. 

The hot water helps. Tomorrow, you decide, you’ll apologise to him and talk, maybe set out some ground rules. You still don’t think you’re entirely in the wrong, but clearly this is a point of contention with him – with all of them, apparently – and it’s better to nip it in the bud.

Opening the shower door, you step gingerly out onto the bath mat, reaching through the steam for your towel. One moment, you’re upright, the next you’re careening backwards, arm outstretched–

You hit the ground hard, and scream as bone breaks. 

—

“I leave you alone for one week!”

“Zu, it’s fine! Would you please stop worrying?”

“You broke your arm!”

“There was water on the tiles, I slipped and fell, it happens, and I’m fine,” you stress. “The doc said a few weeks in the cast and I’ll be good as new.”

The unimpressed look Yuzuha gives you says more than words ever could. “You need to be more careful, hun. You could’ve hit your head, you could’ve seriously hurt yourself!” She sighs, nibbling at her bottom lip, “I just… I don’t wanna lose you, too.”

You smile at that, letting her pull you into a tight hug. Her lips press against your forehead and she holds you there for a minute, the familiar scent of honey and daisies tickling your senses. “You know I love you, right?” she mumbles against your hair.

“I know. I love you, too.”

Above you, the light fixture shatters.

—

A hand smoothes over your hair, a cold sensation tickling the soft skin of your cheeks. Blinking slowly, the world comes to, and you realise that once again, you’ve fallen asleep on the couch instead of your bed. 

“What time is it?” you croak, squinting up at the eldest.

“Late.”

You yawn, pulling yourself up into a seated position, “‘m sorry. Work’s been crazy this week.”

“I know,” he says. “You’ve been staying back a lot lately, and going in early.”

It sounds almost like an accusation. 

Rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you frown a little, “I know– I’ve just gotta get back in the swing of things. And the broken arm isn’t exactly helping, but it won’t be like this forever.”

Shin nods, but he’s not even looking at you, staring instead at the game show playing forgotten on the old TV, and your frown deepens, “I-is everything okay?”

His shoulders rise and fall, a heavy sigh falling from his lips. He turns to look at you then, and smiles.

You’ve seen Shin smile plenty of times before, but this one looks all wrong. Your stomach twists uneasily. 

“Yeah,” he says, “It’s gonna be just fine, I promise.”

Your neck snaps to the side with a sickening, final crack.

—

You’d asked Yuzuha once if she believed in ghosts.

At the time she’d brushed it off as idle curiosity and told you the truth; yes, she believed in ghosts and no, she’d never seen one herself.

‘Do you think that there’s such a thing as good ghosts, or –I guess ghosts that aren’t inherently bad?’ you’d pushed. 

Looking back on it now, Yuzuha wonders whether she missed something. She’s always been able to read you like a book, and it was strange, wasn’t it, that you’d pressed the issue? That you’d seemed so out of sorts, nervous, even.

But back then, you were only just starting to come back to yourself. She overlooked so much of it.

She’d told you then that ghosts only came about when people died with unfinished business, and that meant they were tethered here. Trapped. She’d told you that like any animal caught on a chain and left to rot, that made them dangerous.

The approach clicking of heels against wood draws her back to the present, and she turns to see the real estate agent pocketing her phone with a bright smile.

“Apologies, Miss Shiba.”

Yuzuha waves her off, “Don’t worry about it, it’s fine. Now, you were telling me about the history of the property?”

“Ah yes. I believe you’re aware that this home is a jiko buken?” Yuzuha nods, and the agent continues, “Well, about four years ago there was a nasty mess with the family who lived here, a murder-suicide, I believe. An awful, tragic thing.” 

Tragic was one way of putting it. 

After an hour or so of digging online, Yuzuha had found the full, grisly story on a true crime blog – backed up by links to leaked documents from the original police report.

The Sano children were orphans, raised by their grandfather after the untimely death (and abandonment) of their parents early in their childhood. The grandfather, Sano Mansaku, passed himself some years before, leaving the eldest, Shinichiro, to raise his three younger siblings: Izana, who it was later discovered was in fact adopted, Manjiro, also referred to as Mikey, and Emma, the youngest and only girl – Shinichiro and Mikey’s half sister.

Reports vary over what exactly caused the initial argument. The police suspect it might’ve had something to do with money or gang activity, as all three men had at one point or another been tied to various criminal groups. Another theory posits that the fight broke out after Izana’s true parentage was revealed.

In any case, it was deduced that a physical altercation broke out between Izana and Mikey and in the struggle Emma, likely trying to stop them from fighting, was shot on accident.

While the bullet missed her heart, it punctured her lungs. Even if emergency services had been called, there was no saving her at that point – the poor girl died within minutes.

Enraged by the death of his sister, police gathered that Mikey then shot Izana at a near point blank range, right through his eye. 

While both shots were heard by neighbours, neither the police nor ambulances were called to the scene. Nearly two hours later, the eldest Sano returned home from work to find Emma and Izana dead, Mikey still cradling his sister’s body.

With the knowledge that his family was destroyed, and that his only remaining brother would be lucky to escape the death penalty if he were to be arrested, Shinichiro killed him – either in a blind rage or as a brutal act of mercy – before turning the gun on himself.

Yuzuha swallows a bitter laugh. Murder-suicide.

The real estate agent, oblivious, sighs, “The property then sat unoccupied until a few months ago when it was purchased outright by a young local girl.”

“O-oh?”

Her heart pounds so violently against her ribs that she’s sure the agent must be able to hear it. She knows what’s coming, tries to brace herself as best she can. 

Hakkai had offered to come with her, his face ashen – almost green at the thought. He would’ve, though, if she’d said yes. 

Maybe she should’ve. It’d be easier, she thinks, to hear it with her little brother’s hand wrapped around hers. 

“Yes, unfortunately she too died on the property a few weeks back – an accident,” she hastens to clarify, as if that makes any difference. 

Bile creeps up her throat, and Yuzuha forces herself to nod, clasping her hands behind her back so the real estate agent won’t see how badly they’re shaking. “I see… Do you– do you mind if I take a look around by myself?”

“No, no, of course, feel free. I’ll be in the kitchen if you have any questions.”

Her footsteps fade away, and Yuzuha walks the familiar path into your bedroom. All your furniture’s gone, your belongings. The room’s empty now. Cold and lifeless.

This house of yours always had cold spots, a bitter iciness that crept up at the strangest times, freezing her right to her bones – like someone was walking over her grave.

Closing her eyes, Yuzuha breathes in deep, and waits.

It doesn’t take long for goosebumps to prickle, the tiny hairs on the back of her neck standing on end. 

“I know you’re here,” she breathes, eyes fluttering open – just as a cold grip seizes her by the throat. In one fell swoop, the door to your bedroom swings shut, the power surging ‘til it blows all across the house. 

Plunged into darkness, the room’s just as empty as when Yuzuha entered it, frost spreading across the window. Even her breath, choked and frantic, puffs out in clouds of vapour as she claws at the invisible grip. 

Distantly Yuzuha hears the real estate agent calling out to her, the door handle rattling uselessly. Locked. 

Cold breath washes over her neck, lips at her ear. The hand at her throat tightens. 

“She isn’t yours anymore. Get out.”

[spooklies-archive]

can i get yandere! shinichiro sano x reader pls? romantic pls. and um, maybe prompts (if it’s not too much) 29/53/54. thank you so much in advance!

Monster

masterlist

⋆·˚ ༘ * 𝘚𝘜𝘔𝘔𝘈𝘙𝘠 ◝ ✧ ↴

╰ ↠ their boyfriend happens to love them just a little too much.

warning(s): forced containment. forced physical contact.

word count: 1.1k

Prompts: “Stop giving me that look! Stop looking at me as if I’m a monster!” - “It is funny that you think you can actually leave me.” - “I don’t mind being a monster as long as I’m your monster.”

Through the walls, they heard the distant creak of the front door opening which was then followed by the padding of feet soon after it had closed again. It had quieted for a moment until the rustling of plastic began approaching the room they were currently residing in. They can feel their heart drop to their stomach, their mind becoming static as he was now on the other side of the door – his soft breaths heard despite their distance. Their breath hitched when the doorknob jostled, Shinichiro tried a few more times to turn it but his attempts were met with disappointment each time.

They withheld themselves from making any noise when he began knocking, quickly followed by their name being spoken in a gentle tone – shivers traveling up and down their spine as they hugged their knees closer to their chest.

“Hey… can you please open the door? I know you’re in there,”

That was the last thing they wanted to do.

Shinichiro knocked once more, this time with more strength directed with each contact his knuckles made. He sighed, his shadow moving away from under the door and back down the hallway. They knew better than to find solace in his departure, as being in this room would forever keep them on edge.

And just as they predicted, he was back in front of the door. The doorknob started to get messed with once more, but the moment they heard a click they immediately threw themselves beneath the covers.

Shinichiro opened the door, this one not as loud as the entrances, and then just as softly closed it behind him. “Hey,” He called out, voice barely above a whisper. “You shouldn’t lock the door like that, you made me worried.” There was a smile on his face as he said that, they can practically see it with just his voice alone. “I brought you something to eat, your favorite!” The bag was placed on the nightstand beside the bed they covered themselves on. 

When Shinichiro grabbed onto the ends of their blanket, they held on tighter – desperate to not lose what little comfort they had left. His hand in return gripped tighter as well but his strength was a lot greater than theirs, the covers getting lifted until just their head was poking out.

They dared a glance upwards, their eyes meeting with Shinichiro’s coal black ones, a smile warming his face as he looked at them like the most precious thing in the world. “Good to see you again, my love.” They couldn’t say the same. Their bottom lip trembled and their eyes remained slightly wider than normal as they watched Shinichiro’s every move. His smile began to fade, yet the cheerfulness in his tone remained.

“Have you been in this room all day?” He looked around, seeing all of the “fun activities” he gave them so they could keep themself entertained all untouched. His smile was completely gone now. “But… What were you doing? Don’t tell me you were just laying in bed the whole time…” He tried to keep his tone playful, but concern easily overwhelmed everything else he was feeling.

“You need to stop doing this to yourself, it can’t be good for you,” 

They became tense.

\\\

“Stop it!” Shinichiro grabbed onto their arm, a look of desperation in his glossy eyes as he kept his grip firm. “Stop saying things like that!” He begged once more, the words quickly getting repetitive.

They held a grimace when they turned to face their now ex-boyfriend. “Let go of me, now.” He instantly shook his head, tears streaming down his reddened cheeks.

“I… I can’t… I don’t want you to– If I do then you’ll leave!"

“That’s the point! I’m done!”

“No! Stop saying that!” His sobs grew in volume and for a moment his grip loosened. But just as they were about to pull themselves away from him he suddenly gripped onto them with a vice-like grip and pulled them into his arms, his embrace like a cage. They let out a yelp as their face was squished against his chest and then hurried in breaking free.

“Ugh! What the hell are you doing?” They asked in disbelief. His arms held onto them just a little tighter.

“I… I won’t let you,” He then chuckled dryly, the sound making them freeze in place. “I won’t let you leave. And…” He leaned his head toward their ear, his breath fanning against their earlobe. “It’s funny that you think you can actually leave me.”

\\\

Their face became pinched and their eyes widened fully now. With what little blanket still covering them, they brought it around themselves more securely. Shinichiro’s face fell, his eyes losing the light they contained just moments ago and his smile faded into a frown.

“Are… are you scared?” They flinched and then swiftly shook their head. But it was obvious that they were lying as their body continued to tremble minutely. A crooked smile then overtook his features. “Hey, didn’t I tell you to stop looking at me like that already?” He said in faux-lightheartedness. 

\\\

“Stop it!” He shouted, gripping their shoulders as they had no choice but to welcome the contact. Shinichiro was on the verge of tears again, and the hands he had on their shoulders shook. “Stop giving me that look!” He begged. And then in a more desperate and broken tone continued. “Stop… stop looking at me as if I’m a monster!” 

If they could, they'd yell back that he is a monster, and that no sane human would keep their ex-lover confined in a room all because they tried to break up with them. No, a sane human would at the very least try to talk things out.

But this… this was an act only a monster was capable of.

\\\

He understood how they saw him, and that things would never go back to how they used to when everything was seemingly perfect.

Shinichiro put his knee on the bed and moved toward them, his arm wrapping around their shoulder before they could move away. He brought them into his arms, his heart beating loudly against them to the point that they could feel it vibrate.

“You still see me as some monster, right?” They didn’t say anything, and they doubt he expects them to at this point. As long as they were listening, right? “Then… I don’t mind being a monster.” He let out a laugh. The hand he placed on their hair began to play with the strands in a show of comfort. It was anything but. “As long as I’m your monster.”

[mikeysbabygirl]

Everybody portrays this man as a virgin loser bark bark ouaf ouaf who's just so nice and so shy, and I like it ! Don't get me wrong, he's such a sunshine.

But I'm thinking about this version of him, the dark one we saw after Manjiro's death (💔) and I probably shouldn't but man...

This is NSFW short draft so don't say you weren't warned. Word count : around 1000

Well for me, at least, this man is a menace.

He was such a sweetheart to you, before everything that happened. He couldn't even believe someone finally agreed dating him, moreover, you, none of his friends believed him when he told them about you two because "she's way outta your league", but it doesn't matter because at the end of the exhausting day at S&S motors, he would come to your place, hold your body closer, and sleep in your bed.

Now it was all water under burned down bridges, now he barely talks to you when you occasionally visit to make sure he's eating at least a decent amount. You don't blame him, after the traumatic events he's been through, you rather alternate between being there for him and giving him enough space.

Lately he's been taking a lot of space... and well you just wanted to know how he was doing, it precisely is what brought you to his place, what got you standing in front of Shinichiro sitting on his couch.

-" Gotta smoke " Wakasa lies, wanting to leave you both alone. He gets up from where he was sitting on the armchair and as he walks by you, his hand reaches to rub your waist in a comforting move. You both miss the blaze flickering on Shinichiro's deep abyssal hues.

-" Careful, he's not... " Wakasa whispers, almost a soft gaze on you as you give him a knowing smile.

Alone in the living room with him now, you dive deep in his dark ocean of eyes. He has never stared at you with such an empty glare, both arms resting behind the sofa, legs parted, weary expressionless face, and you anxiously playing with your fingers in front of him.

-" I just came to check on you" you announce, you finally dare to raise your head only to be met by yet another empty glance. " And to see if you needed anything from me".

-" Do I look like I need anything from you ?"

You swallow it, you've grown used to this dryness anyway.

-" No but..."

-" So ? Why the fuck you here for ? " He insists, his stern tone kind of intimidates you, he can see it, he wishes he could feel the slightest guilt... But along with the destructive thoughts colonizing his mind lately, the last straw and last thing he needed was seeing Wakasa's hand on you. He wanted to hurt you...

-" Shin I just wanted to kno-"

-" You just wanted Waka's cock. And I wasn't in need to see that. "

Well you tried at least not to take it personal, but your nerves are also easy to get at.

-" I'm sorry about everything that happened, okay ?" You finally dare raising your voice, though he doesn't seem the least impressed. " I'm sorry that I did not yet found a way to help you, Shin. I'm sorry I can't seem to be a good of a girlfriend. "

His foggy eyes drink in your shame whilst you get closer to his sitting form, standing right above him.

-" But... You don't get to talk to me this way. "

Nothing, not even the slow lift of his eyebrow could've prepared you...

-" You deserve better than all of this shit, but so do I. And I'm not just gonna sit here and let you disrespect me. I'm out."

It could have been a beautiful, dramatic moment, the rebellion of a woman in all its glory.

Yet Shinichiro's ticking bomb of nerves exploded right there and then, a strong, deadly firm grip is tightening around your fist, and with a gasp from you pulls you straight up into his lap.

You're frozen, because as much as he was so dry toward you lately, he didn't touched an inch of your skin. Deep inside, Shin wanted you to keep the memory of his old gentle touches instead, but oh well, you played first.

And you gulp down, as his hands come to squeeze your hips tightly, adjusting your body his left thigh.

-" Y'know what ?"

You're not sure if it is his face getting closer to yours, his fragrance mixed with the smell of smoke, or just his magnificently cursed aura, dark hair and eyes swallowing you like a black hole. But something about the way he looks at you tells you...

-" I think there's indeed something you can help me with..."

And the way his voice drops, becomes a growling whisper tells you...

-" Oh ? " You nervously scoff, a coping mechanism, probably, never had he been so... Creepy. " And what is it ?"

Shinichiro's hands sliding under your shirt, rubbing your bare skin up and down tells you...

-" Fuck yourself on my thigh".

To run.

-" You ain't fucking serious, are you ?" You raise an eyebrow, and immediately lower your tone in front of his unimpressed expression. " That's so toxic, Shin. We need to talk your issues th-"

The sudden thrust of his knee against your clothed clit, however, leaves to place to talk. Your eyes widen, he tightens his grip around your waist.

-" so we're not running the cute mouth anymore, huh ?" He scoffs, and you think, it's not your boyfriend in front of you. " you said it. You wanted it. "

And suddenly, his thigh won't stop meeting your clit, again, and again, stealing the breath from you and you're forced to hold on his broad shoulders. It is wrong, so wrong... But it has been so long since you've been showered with his touch, the drought left you as thirsty as to drink the poison he was spilling.

-" You wanted to help me. And I'm asking you, ride my thigh like you mean it. Like the fucking gorgeous slut you are. "

It felt like, his degrading words left by the window, while the need of him came by the front door. He saw your walls of seriousness stumbling down, saw your cheeks heating, your eyes beginning to roll back in your head, and he thinks that's crap because he really missed you.

-" yeah, that's it... " He groans in your ear, feeling the way you begin insidiously grinding against his thigh. " Fuck yourself on me, might just wanna take this pussy next"

And along with the twisted thoughts living in his mind right now, a smirk creeps up on his lips, hearing the ecstatic sounds breaking through the barriers of your mouth.

A rather forceful, abrupt thrust of his thigh, coming with a sudden hand pulling your hair back got you releasing a higher-pitched sound between a moan and a gasp, Shinichiro brushes your lips with his, making you face him.

-" and you're gonna make him hear. " You don't quickly understand he talks about Wakasa. Smoking somewhere in the kitchen or whatever. " Make him hear how loud I can make my bitch scream, before I'm pulling them from you by ruining this puss' , yeah ?"

At some point, you're even way too far gone to think about what he is saying. The only thing on your mind being your near orgasm, as his thigh relentlessly abuses your clit. Shinichiro suddenly pulls your face closer, fingers intertwining in your hair seeing the damp spot you're leaving on his pants.

-" That's it... That's what 'm talking about... See how good of a girlfriend you are for me ?"

I know I'm supposed to be revising BUT I COULD NOT STOP THINKING ABOUT THIS HELP. I'm probably just good for horny jail ( only for these manga boys tho)

Also it's not proof head so if you see a weird word just close your eyes on it lol

[buccini555]

𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

⋆ ｡˚ ❀ ꒰ 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒐 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 ꒱⋆ ｡˚ ❀

↣ He is an extremely kind person, he always treats you in a very sweet way.

↣ Despite being a calm boy, he would not feel sorry for hurting someone to protect you.

↣ Shini brings you flowers or gifts weekly.

↣ You usually spend a lot of time together with him in his auto repair shop, he likes to show you the bikes he repairs and he is happy that you pay attention to his explanations.

↣ He likes to hold you from behind and kiss your neck.

↣ When you're sad, he hugs you and tells you how much he loves you and also says he's very lucky to be your boyfriend.

↣ He doesn't smoke around you, because he's afraid to bother you.

↣ You like to go out together, sometimes you go to restaurants or parks.

↣ He gave you a small necklace with a heart-shaped pendant made of rose quartz.

↣ He's jealous of you, but he doesn't like to show it.

[yandereloversblog]

Idk how many characters are ur limit 😭 so imma just put in Yandere Bonten and Yandere first Gen Black dragons in this context:

It’s basically a dream I had 😭: in my dream I was arguing with Andrew tate when he came up to me at a store yelling racial slurs (I’m Asian) and I said he look like the crust of an unwiped asshole and he turned into a toliet paper and suddenly I was being surrounded by tiny ppl (size of a mice) who demanded that I give them an apple which I didn’t have and I said no- but bc I said no I started a WW3 with the mini mice ppl, carrot ppl and pigeons- so I’m being chased my all three bc I didn’t give them apples which I didn’t have and then got captured by the pigeons. Then I was being dragged to their supreme leader which were 15ft teletabbies that then ask if I had apples- I said no again and then the teletabbies demanded that I Mario kart race them FR. So I was sent to a actual Mario kart race lap where I was now going aginst the teletabbies and I almost got my car shelled 5 times. I won first place but bc I did now the teletabbies are after me personally so I was now in a driving chase with these teletabbies, mjcw , carrot and pigeon ppl . I kept racing to this purple door where I went pass it and I woke up

Basically Yandere Bonten and Yandere first Gen BD being in my dream while experiencing and waking up after hc 😭 I think that’s the best way to write this. Also honestly if my Yandere gonna be with me irl may as well deal with my crack dreams

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄!𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧, 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬 1𝐬𝐭 𝐆𝐞𝐧

What in God's name did I read 😭😭😂😂 bro lemme tell you something- imagine you call them late at night or suddenly wake up, not only scare them but then also tell them your dream? This is how it's boutta go and since the situations would be pretty similar I merged them.

Him: Andrew Tate?

You: Oh yeah, he's actually a real person.

Him: Who the fuck- How do you know him and why is he in your dreams!?

You: Oh no *completely serious* I hate his guts and I hope he dies, he's an asshole

Him:... Continue.

You: *Continues telling their dreams*

Him: *Looks like they're calmly listening but in their mind they're just like* 'Andrew fucking Tate, you dare soil my darling's dream? If I ever see you it's on sight you bitch.'

They just heard you be dreaming about another person regardless and now that random person has a target on their back: Mikey, Wakasa

Him:... Okay *carefully letting the collar around your neck a little loose* I think we should go easier on the drugs from now on.

What in devil's crack did you smoke to get a dream like that? Luckily now you get a little more privileges: Ran, Benkei, Takeomi [Bonten]

Him: You know what lemme tell you something- I had a dream like that but I was getting chased by pirates instead with their ship because I tried to steal one of their treasures but the treasure has your face carved on it so I had to- like they were riding a big ass ship and chasing me on the desert while I ran in that hot sun but get what, I fell in a sandhole and then ended up in Wal-Mart but these big birds were around me- Like I think they were called ostriches and they were wearing staff clothes but because I was human THEY started chasing me-

If he has to hear about your crack dream, so do you: Shinichiro

Him: But like Andrew Tate is such a bitch.

You: I know right? Then this happened- *continues*

Him: You were at a fucking store, you could've just ran to the next aile get an apple!?

You: I forgot! Anyways- *continues*

Him: And now you caused WW3- These bitches just thirsty for apples, like damn go get it yourself 🙄

You: Right!? Like why get me to do that!?

Gets a little too invested in your dreams and will probably bash any dream entity he doesn't like: Rindou, Sanzu [especially if he's on drugs]

Him: Sweetheart go back to bed, we'll figure what that means later.

Probably just came back for a job and now puts you to sleep, gonna get a dream book to see what the fuck you just said and try to decode it cuz it was funny: Kokonoi, Mocchi, Takeomi [Black Dragons]

Him: Don't worry sweetie, whether that Andrew Tate bothers you, those small stuff, teletabbies or WW3 I'll protect you in your dreams too so let's go back to sleep.

Probably half asleep, but trying to listen to you until he just gives up and cuddles you to bed again: Kakucho

[c-e-i-l]

Hey could you please do Planotic Yandere Sano Family and Foster Sister reader?

Yoohoo, I've never done something like this nor do I read it. I tried my best.

Yandere platonic Sano family w/ foster sibling

TW: Yandere platonic

Shinichiro

Protective, like, even more so.

Big bro Shin teaches you all about delinquency and fashion. Won't let you interact with the delinquent life style though. Treats you like family, in his eyes you're blood. Listens and provides advice if you talk to him about what happened to you. When CPS tried removing you from the Sano families care (because you're a foster child) big bro Shin said "No >=(" Dude literally adopted you but would rather you refer to him as your big brother Shin than dad.

Izana

Teases the shit out of you all the time. But if you get upset he feels terrible.

Will literally beat anyone's ass who teases you, only he and Mikey can do that. Will also beat anyone's ass who looks at you in a way he doesn't like.

Manjiro

Also teases the life out of you. Will also tickle you till you pee your pants. Finds your irritation hilarious. A second Izana, but on crack. Constantly pranking you with Izana, but gets peeved when others do it to you??

Ema

Ema is so excited, doesn't care if you're male or female, interested or not, she wants to play tea parties. Girl wants to share literally everything with you and she'll talk your ear off about anything and everything. She's so happy, especially if you're female. Girl only has brothers so she'd be glad to finally have some estrogen in the house, lol. She'd still love you just as much if you're a boy.

[macsimagines]

You’re Back!! Haza!! How’s life been treating you?

Also not to immediately rip off the bandaid straight to filth but… Sano Brothers body switching with their S/O. Who’s taking pics, who’s doing blackmail, and who’s getting a tattoo of their name on their S/O’s body 😩. This has been living rent free in my head for days.

Lifes been harder? This job is super serious and important so its night to sit back and unwind with this! i'm even thinking of doing another imagines blog with my other hyper interest!!

TW: YANDERE BEHAVIOR, MINORS DNI, NON-CON TOUCHING, NONCON TATTOOING, NONCONPICTURE TAKING

Yandere!Shinichiro Sano

Wakes up and immediately goes for the tits. Then the ass, and every spot he can get his your hands on. Oh god you're so soft and wonderful how the hell do you keep your hands off or yourself?

Spends hours learning everything that makes you feel good, loves the feeling of being wet. God he loves being in this body, he'd want to be one with you forever, but he's pretty sure he misses you more than he loves your body.

Will not get a tattoo of his name but is definitely sending his phone number literal thousands of nudes of your body. He's trying on every pair of panties, and any scandalous outfit he can find.

Wants to go out in the cutest outfit you own but then decides no one else should see this but him.

Definitely cringes at himself for trying to say; "I love you, Shinichiro!" in your voice, because even though its your own sounds it just doesn't feel right.

Yandere!Manjiro Sano

Also wakes up and immediately goes for the tits. "So soft. I should be snuggling in these." His eyes are opened to the possibilities, and he definitely feels up just how soft and cuddly you are.

Doesn't put on all your cute clothes even your normal ones. He calls up Draken and makes him bring Mikey's own clothes to put on.

Good thing Mikey can convince the second in command easily with information only he knows about Ken-chin. "Remember when we were 12 and you popped a boner at the beach right in front of everyone-!" "Shutup! I believe you!"

He likes seeing you in his clothes. Thinks its only natural that you're completely owned by him.

Mikey makes Draken take him someplace to go get a tattoo, of his name right where your heart is, because its only natural since you belong to him.

Doesn't like the pain, but he's glad he's experiencing it for you, its almost romantic...

[bajibitch]

More yandere canons, my favorite.

Mitsuya, Emma, Haruchiyo, Shinichiro, and Shuji

Mitsuya

He always loved the way you smelled but never got the courage to tell you, so when you left he snuck into your home. He went to your bathroom to find what body wash you were using, sniffing each scent he came across until he found the right one. Before he takes it, he knocks over the other ones to give you a sign that he was there.

Emma

She made it obvious this time and confessed her feelings but you said you were seeing someone else. Since Manjiro moved out, she kept you locked in the shed. This was her first time doing anything like this and she knew it was bad, but she didn't want to lose you. It was a rocky start adjusting to your arrangement but now you looked forward to her visits.

Haruchiyo

The two of you were neighbors but you never seemed to notice him, you just walked straight by like he was invisible, and whenever he spoke it was like he was put on mute. So he started taking pictures of you and putting them in an envelope that he’d leave on your doorstep. He was always around but you could never catch him; it was nice seeing you go crazy over him.

Shinichiro

He goes to your job at the tea shop and orders the same drink each visit. He would get one for himself and another for you, insisting you have one since you worked so hard today. After a small conversation, the both of you leave. Everyone thinks it's cute since he does it often, but what they didn't know is that each time he offers you a drink, you think it's the first time you're meeting him.

Shuji

Have you ever wondered how you ended up with extra snacks in your pantry or how you came across the lost thing you’ve been searching for? Surely you knew that you didn't pay for the Nintendo switch and the gift card taped to the box. Well, the thing is, your television can be so loud at times and the surround system makes it better for him to slip in and out.

[kissesforsatoru]

yandere! soulmate! shinichiro would use his bond with you to manipulate you and you always fall for it because you put your absolute trust in him—he’s your soulmate, the most perfect one for you, so how can you not? but it feels off when he tells you not to hang out with other guys because they’re “trying to break our bond and steal you away from me,” as he puts it. you can’t quite place your finger on why, it just feels wrong.

you hate thinking about your soulmate like this, it makes you feel horrible and like you’re a terrible soulmate because you know that he isn’t like that. shinichiro is always considerate of you, and everything he does is for you in one way or another—how could you ever doubt him?

it eats you up inside enough for you to confess your thoughts to him, and the look of absolute hurt in your eyes shatters you into a million unsalvageable little pieces. that’s right. how could you ever doubt your soulmate of all people. you are a terrible soulmate for thinking like this. you break down into an ugly sob and you beg him for forgiveness, choking and shaking on the floor in front of him.

“it’s okay, my love,“ he says bending down to your level, taking your chin gently in his hand to make you look at him, “i will forgive you if you just give yourself to me, you have trust me completely. i’m your soulmate, i would never hurt you.”

you nod your head vigorously, throwing yourself into his arm with more sobs, ignoring your gut still screaming at you that something about this is terribly wrong because that can’t be right. shinichiro is your soulmate and he would never do anything to hurt you, you trust him.

shinichiro smirks as he wraps his arms tightly around you because you’re such a naive little thing, but that’s okay, he’ll take care of you so you’ll never have to worry about anything else ever again.

[m4nj1r0s]

Slightly!Yandere Shinichiro general headcannons

Note: I went off-track a little with cute moments 😭

- SIMP. You’ve probably heard it 100 times, so let me be the 101st, he is a SIMP.

- Has your picture as his lock screen and Home Screen, has a polaroid of you two in the back of his CLEAR phone case, another polaroid in his wallet and a framed picture of the two of you in his shop.

- Looks at you with love-hearts in his eyes whenever you’re talking. It could be about the economical state of the world and he’d still listen intently just because you’re the one saying it.

- Everyone says he doesn’t have any skills with girls, which is true, but he is genuine and that’s already better than the majority of men.

- Will hug and kiss you in front of his friends because he literally does not care what they think. They’ll all probably groan and tell him it’s gross.

- Has accidentally blown a puff of smoke in your face from a cigarette and when you started to cough he panicked. Got you a cute teddy bear to say sorry though.

- Has your skincare and makeup routine memorized, and products. This man knows your shade and the brand you use for foundation and concealer. Always stocks it up for you when he sees you’re running low. Loves to watch you apply skincare and makeup and will get flustered if you ask him to put it on for you.

- Is always so gentle with you. He hasn’t hurt you, and won’t ever. Not even accidentally. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him!

- Benkei and Takeomi give him bad girl advice. Wakasa knows better but he’s never around when the other two give Shinichiro advice… When he tries it with you, he gets genuinely shocked when you tell him you don’t like whatever he tried.

- One time, he asked you if you were on your period because you were mad at him, and when you asked him why the hell he would ask that, he replied “Takeomi told me that you’d think I was attentive and knowledgeable about women’s hormones if I asked you!!”

- They’re probably the reason he doesn’t get girls tbh

- But he has you, he doesn’t need anyone else.

- He does get jealous super easily. He doesn’t even know how he pulled you in the first place, but he WON’T lose you.

- Has and will use his connections from the Black Dragons to beat anyone who tries to get with you. He’s not going to get his hands dirty (probably because he doesn’t know how to) if he has people to do it for him.

- Celebrates every little milestone in your relationship. Expects you to remember as well. Like, what do you mean you forgot this is the anniversary of the first time he fed you?!

- Dreams of a nice, domestic life with you in the future whenever he sees you with Emma and Mikey. He wants 4 kids and a nice house by his grandpa’s dojo.

- Mikey and Emma LOVE you. You’re their big sister now! Especially Emma. It’s hard for her in an all male household, so you’re her rock when it comes to things her brothers and grandpa don’t understand.

- Emma loves to do girl things with you, like face-masks, doing nails and gossiping about boys you guys like. Although it’s only really Emma who talks about boys she likes, since she’ll get grossed out if you talk about Shinichiro in a romantic manner. That’s her stupid, goofy older brother after all..

- Mikey is constantly asking you if Shinichiro is paying you to pretend to be his girlfriend because you’re wayyyyy out of his league! Shinichiro is a bland 4 and you’re a 10!!

- Mikey and Emma definitely crash your guys’ dates sometimes. Especially if you guys are going on a picnic or to the mall.

- Grandpa Sano likes you as well, you’re keeping Shinichiro from getting into trouble and being a goof. Although, most of that is just how he is.

- Mikey definitely introduces you to Draken as his big sister. And Draken probably sees you as his big sister too, you guys probably do have cute moments.

- One time, you saw Draken sat on a bench on his own and you took him to the convenience store and got him candy to cheer him up and talk about why he was looking down. Mikey joined you guys half-way through with a bag of dorayaki (no, he did not share).

- All in all, you guys are a cute ass couple and the kids all look up to you two.

[cannellee]

TOKYO REVENGERS OMEGAVERSE (mythological au!) ☆

୨୧ demigod! alpha! tokyo revengers x omega! reader (pairing : kazutora, mitsuya, baji, mikey, takemichi, shinichiro, izana, ran, draken, taiju, kokonoi, kakucho)

— a mix of what cabins they would be in and how they would be like with their omega (cabin = which god/goddess would they be the son of)

my masterlist : ☆

(I just finished watching the serie 'percy jackson' on disney+ and I just thought it would be an interesting idea to explore! of course it's purely my opinion and it might not be really representative. it's also fine if you don't know anything about percy jackson! I didn't add any details about the plot/storyline)

(+ if you've read my other headcanons, some of them might be similar to what I've already posted.. I hope none of you will mind!)

(+ I'm thinking about making it a serie : about a huge harem probably? or separated stories about omega!reader's life inside the half blood camp pls tell me what you think!!)

ALPHA! KAZUTORA (aphrodite)

he's a hard one, like all the others, but I remember seeing a post in which kazutora was described as fairly attractive and that he was quite popular with the girls. seeing just how deceiving he can be with a charming smile on, convinced me to put him under the banner of aphrodite.

with the omega he wants to court, kazutora has no shame making use of his powers to woo her. he'll manipulate her emotions so she can only find comfort in his arms. despite being an alpha, kazutora has a pretty delicate scent which makes you want to trust him. he's aware of his charm and makes a good use of it whenever he considers necessary.

he's hopelessly devoted and indulges in his passionate love a 100%, so he often comes off as intense and overwhelming. he doesn't care though, he loves his omega with a burning passion and you need to know it. people also need to stay put, as he's pretty jealous. he's not the son of love itself for nothing, if an opponent arises, he's quick to get rid of him.

as I said, kazutora is willing to manipulate you in order to get you under his watch. he wants to supervise his lover. as an alpha, he's even more protective and possessive, he's terrified of losing you to someone else. he'll shower you with compliments and affection, inevitably forcing you to let your guard down because he's just so kind. this will make it easy for him to keep you under his influence, whether you know it or not.

as a child of aphrodite, kazutora wants to make you fall in love with him, it doesn't matter if it's with a false image of him or if he had to manipulate you. he just wants his pretty omega by his side, the only one worthy of his love and worship.

kazutora still is a toxic person, he'll exploit your vulnerabilities and the trust you place in him, for his own gain. he could use guilt-tripping, gaslighting or emotional blackmail ; he has no morals. he wants you for himself and he'll use any ways he sees fit to achieve his dream of being the only one you think about. you're the only one on his mind, it should go both ways, otherwise kazutora will feel betrayed.

you often get confused at his behaviour. how can someone be so kind, soft and attentive to you, just to end up messing with your mind like that. you don't know what to think anymore and you're just left with kazutora as your compass, as he successfully got rid of anything susceptible to drive you away from him. you didn't even realise – with how sweetly overbearing his presence is – that he managed to make your cute little brain forget about everything else. your feelings, all over the place because of his sickly gentle smiles and words, made you solely focus on him to the point that you just couldn't find happiness in anyone else but him.

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ALPHA! MITSUYA (hera)

I think he could be a child of hera ; he's a great cook, responsible and reliable, independent and has his priorities straight. it's also confirmed that he's one of the best boyfriends of toman and I know alpha!mitsuya's dream is to build a family. the way he looks after his little sisters, despite his exhaustion, is a sign of how family oriented he is.

mitsuya is just so kind with his omega, reassuring, and a strong power you can count on. you don't fear anything when he's here, he's a protector and a provider. he has a deep sense of duty which compels him to keep you healthy and happy.

his omega is his joy, he's happy if you are. mitsuya is committed and view your relationship as something extremely serious he would never let go of. he expects the same devotion from his omega, as he values loyalty above anything else.

he wishes for you both to marry each other as he thrives in your presence. you can expect a merry domestic life with him, he takes care of you and keeps the relationship going with cute and funny date ideas. he has everything planned along for you, he wants to secure your future and make sure everything goes smoothly.

he also provides a stable environment for you, he approaches conflicts calmly and rationally, so you never stressed out whenever you have one of those rare arguments. your couple is healthy and lovely, mitsuya cuddles you each day, calls you whenever he has time and he's away ; he wants nothing more than to keep you safe, showering you with tender affection.

you'll never feel unloved or unsafe. hera is fierce and protective, she's also a jealous deity who sees her couple as almost sacred. mitsuya will eradicate any threats that might come your way. he'll go feral should his omega ever feel scared and distressed. it would mean that he failed as your alpha and mitsuya would feel more than defeated, crushed and will be desperate to make it up to you, to show you you can still rely on him. please give him a chance.

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ALPHA! BAJI (zeus)

baji is a son of zeus. he might not be the leader of toman, but he does have that central position with a ton lot of leadership qualities in him. he kind of is a mediator in a way, and cares for the people around him a lot, and they also look up to him, which gives him a lot of authority.

he's controlling and will absolutely get mad in the right situations. baji doesn't let just anyone near his omega, but he tries to take your opinions into consideration. he might be an alpha and therefore know better than you about whether something or someone is dangerous, but he'll let you do your own thing as long as he's there to watch and protect.

he wants a bit of control over you as well. as I said, his protective instincts are strong and very sensitive, he isn't delusional the way kazutora could be, but he's weary and suspicious. one wrong move and that man you were talking to is done for.

it might come out as small bursts of aggressiveness and anger, throwing earth shaking thunders whenever his omega's well being and honour are threatened. this behaviour of his truly is a shocking contrast to how soft and enamored he is with you. people are cautious around him, scared even, like they are walking around a volcano ready to burst. but you just have that privileged relationship with him, which allows you to let your guard down and jokingly mess with him. he lets you do about anything you want and accepts everything you do with a straight face and a satisfied scent.

baji wants to claim you. not just for everyone to see but to feel a connection with the one he devoted himself to. you're his whole world, you offer him stability and a place he can finally let go of all his worries and responsibilities. he wants nothing more than to solidify that strong link between the two of you.

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ALPHA! TAKEMICHI (hermes)

without any surprise, takemichi definitely is a son of hermes. be it the way he time travels, his smart personality (yes) ; he can think quickly and make the actual best decisions even if he doesn't realise it. despite being awkward, he communicates well and makes friends everywhere he goes, he's a people magnet and charms them unknowingly.

takemichi was able to court you with his naturally funny personality and playful banter. he's awkward ; and that's a good change you love to see in an alpha. he's not overwhelming and gives you your own space. he's respectful and values your opinions so much to the point that you might as well be his moral compass.

he has great principles and you would never abuse his kindness and dedication to you. but you can't help but notice how tamed he becomes whenever you're talking to him. if you tell or ask him something, he complies without a word.

in his eyes, you're glowing and smell so divinely good. are you sure you're not a goddess yourself ? because takemichi just can't get enough of you, as if he's hypnotized.

despite being surrounded by so many people, takemichi's eyes are solely set on you. he lives to make you laugh and is very sensitive about your emotions ; whenever you're down and feeling stressed, he quickly becomes a huge support. he calms you, reassures you by drowning you in his scent and praises. he knows exactly what to say.

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ALPHA! MIKEY (ares)

I don't think it surprises anyone as well, but I see him as a child of ares. although with his complex personality it's hard to rank him under a god for sure, but he shares the most traits with him, especially with his "dark impulse". he likes to fight, get into trouble and doesn't actively respect hierarchies. and not only does he love throwing hands, but he's particularly good at it, to the point of sparking fear and respect to his comrades and enemies alike.

mikey's personality as the son of ares isn't exactly that far from the reality. he's often violent, and for no particular reasons. but he's even more reckless whenever it involves his omega. along with provoking such violent urges, it also gives him another reason to beat someone up and he would never dodge that chance.

still, he's charismatic and despite everything, you find yourself drawn to him like a moth to a flame. he's so confident, jumping into any battles without an ounce of fear that your instincts can't help but feel at ease with him. you know you have nothing to fear ; mikey will protect you at the cost of his life. and his reputation also works like a charm to keep danger at bay.

mikey is jealous, and will become enraged if you were to show interest or affection for other men. instead of confronting you, he'll just erase them directly. that way, you have no other choice than to turn to him. if mikey keeps eliminating all of his concurrency, you'll soon come to realise that no other alphas can compare to him. you'll look at him with just as much love and desperation as he does. he doesn't care if he has to use his power and influence to keep you by his side, he'll do it with little to no regard for consequences. so what if you're mad or devastated, it was the right thing to do : a good alpha can't let bugs crawl around his omega.

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ALPHA! SHINICHIRO (apollo)

I hesitated between apollo and hephaestus, but I figured the only think he really shares with him is his ability to create, his love for machines and his technical skills. so I settled for apollo! shinichiro is a peaceful mediator, kind and compassionate, he sees the good in everyone and doesn't tolerate people without any sense of morality. he might not play any instrument and doesn't have a particular taste for music, but he has that healing and positive aura that draws people to him, kind of like takemichi.

in shinichiro's eyes, you're a joy to be around and he wants to keep that merry personality of yours by his side for as much as you'll let him.

I like to imagine alpha!shinichiro similar to who he was during the first timeline : a fierce and great fighter, with an abundant love for his family.

shinichiro nurtures an ardent affection for you, unwavering and he borderline worships you. he won't let anyone harm you, he'll fight for you, threatens anyone for you and do so much more. he has a sense of responsibility now that you're his, he can't let you down nor disappoint you. you'll see just how much of an infatuated man he is.

apollo is cruel and vengeful ; shinichiro doesn't tolerate any negative intentions towards his omega. he's observant and doesn't let second chances : if you disrespect his lover, you'll pay, end of story.

just remember apollo's love life, he's passionate and romantic. it goes beyond death and he's loyal to a fault. shinichiro knows you're the one, you make him believe in love at first sight.

just as any other god, apollo is jealous. this trait of his passed down to shinichiro, who actually acts out on this feeling secretly. he won't ever let you see such a bad side of him ; he's supposed to be your unshakable partner, calm and collected. he'll just claim you, scent you, appears more often with you during social outings. and if that still doesn't work, he'll have no choice but to be more violent. but you'll know none of this ; he'll remain confident and positive, with soft smiles and tender kisses.

he provides such a comforting space for his omega, soothing any of your worry with a radiant smile. you know he has everything under control, so you can abandon yourself completely to your alpha.

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ALPHA! IZANA (hades)

izana could be associated with so many deities but I'll settle for hades. his deranged thoughts and past actually make up most of his personality and explain his whole behaviour; he can't let go of any of his burdens and remains absolutely crushed and tortured by them. he feels lonely, betrayed and has so many negative emotions circling around him. he has trouble connecting with other people the way any normal person would, he's rude and direct, and you can even think he doesn't actually care about his comrades because of his aggressive actions.

contrary to hades, izana does let out his emotions a lot. he actually can't quite control them and is often a slave to his own feelings. he's crazily jealous and possessive, his instincts are all over the place, forcing him to keep you locked away somewhere he considers safe enough.

he hates those lusty eyes people have whenever you come by, he wants to just tear their faces apart. still, he does nothing, too preoccupied by the image you might have of him.

he's violent and pitiless, but there are times when he's self conscious and would hate himself if you were to tremble and cry from fear of him. sure it does help to keep you in check ; his omega should listen well, stay put and pretty, ready to obey him. but there's a limit he's not mentally ready to cross. don't hate him the way others do, don't look at him with a consuming fear he's so familiar to see in other's eyes.

you're one of the few people, if not the only, he lets himself be vulnerable around. he expects a devotion and willingness on your side to just do anything he asks. he won't hesitate to force you into submission, coating you with sweet words contrasting of his actions ; he doesn't know how to love and it will feel suffocating at times. but you manage.

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ALPHA! RAN (dionysus)

an easy one. dionysus is the god of wine and parties and likes to be the center of attention, although this could be more accurate for bonten!ran era. ran just loves to indulge in pleasures, participate in what one would consider as immoral and unholy. he actually couldn't care less about other people's opinions and simply enjoys what life has in store (brothels, alcohol, murder... you get it). ran is a red flag and he just enjoys chaos, he doesn't care about stability and just want to have fun. he's intense and often hard to decipher, making him a complex person.

ran is absolutely infatuated with you, he finds you intriguing, ridiculously pretty and your scent is intoxicating. how can he not desire your presence ?

being with you feels like a drug, you just can't leave his mind and that's why he can't let go of you either. he indulges fully into the pleasures of life and you just so happen to be the perfect embodiment of all the joys he seems to crave so openly.

he is sociable and there always seems to be a flock of people around him. he loves the attention, but yours particularly, to your surprise. you don't know what about you charmed him, why you of all people considering how popular he is. but here you are, glued to him and not exactly out of your own will.

ran wants you by his side, so you'll stay. simple as that. he's constantly burying his nose in the crook of your neck. you just smell so nice and every part of you is to die for. he extends predatory hands out to you, exploring your body shamelessly without any concerns for how you feel. he just wants to touch you, feel you and own you.

he's a great talker, he knows exactly what to tell you to make you behave the way he wants. if he doesn't like you around someone, he won't tell you directly, although he could, considering the power he has over you. but he'd rather make it fun : not letting you have any control over the situation and making you act a certain way all because he decided of it. like a puppet, you'll be under the good will of ran, you don't have a word to say.

despite this complex personality, he doesn't like when things get too complicated. yes he might enjoy tricking you and messing with your head, but he's all too open to fun and pleasure. so he's someone who'll spend his time having fun with you, never letting anything get boring.

as I said, he's possessive. he's an alpha and a demigod. you're both his plaything and partner, and he absolutely despises whenever someone tries to turn you away from him. just like how he looks for you first in a crowd, his omega can't have wandering eyes. he gets annoyed quickly when his fun is ruined by a stupid alpha, so he'll also get rid of the problem just as fast as it appeared. no time for gloomy and uncomfortable feelings !

he doesn't know any limits and doesn't seem to understand why you might have any. he'll let you do about anything to him, use him to satisfy any urge you might have, relieve your anger and envy however you like. just use him, just like he does with you. that's his definition of love and he can't help but levitate around you like a magnet. it's stronger than him.

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ALPHA! DRAKEN (poseidon)

I'm not satisfied with this pick, but draken works well as a son of poseidon. he's big and tall, imposing, but never goes too far, he knows how to regulate his strength as to not abuse it. he's protective and loyal, calm at times and especially when it's needed. he's a pillar to his team, toman, and people know they can count on him. he's stoic and you would never guess what's going on inside his head, although it doesn't mean he's aloof ; as I said, he's attentive and caring, he's both a shield and sword to his friends.

draken here is a bit similar to what I already wrote about him on my blog so I'll be quick.

it's painfully obvious you're his omega and you're not to be messed with. he's stable like the sea and you can't help but wish he'll let you stick with him. luckily, draken has heart eyes for you only, so he lets you have your own privileges.

it's sometimes so subtle you might not notice it. but draken does have a soft spot for you ; constantly checking up on you, asking you where you've been, what you did and with whom.

I know poseidon has a bad temper, he is proud and competitive. draken is all of the above but in a reasonable way, he doesn't go overboard. when he's in a stable condition, he knows he has the situation under control and doesn't even feel the need to keep you away. you're an omega sure, but he trusts himself enough that you don't need to be hidden.

as I said, he appears calm, but whenever he does get angry, albeit not that rare, it's always shocking and terrifying. he's so intimidating, he has that dark look which makes you want to lower your gaze, and his scent forces anyone to recognize his power.

he's so protective, gently cradling you in his arms if you're feeling scared. even if he knows you have nothing to be scared of – since he's there – he won't allow any negative emotions to crawl their way up to you. he's your shield to this particularly cruel world.

he will never judge you for how you feel : he's aware that omegas are more sensitive than alphas. he will therefore make sure you're never exposed to too much at once. he'll just assert dominance, both to keep you safe and to inform others that he's what they'll be confronted with if they ever approach you.

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ALPHA! TAIJU (ares)

another son of ares! I can't see him as anything else than that, taiju literally is the embodiment of war and violence. he has a quick temper, he easily gets annoyed and wants things to go his way. his solution to problems is to use his fists carelessly and he's not that reassuring, no matter who you are to him (friend, family, comrade or enemy). and I just know this man has a massive breeding kink, which would totally fit with ares, as he's a symbol of virility and masculine potency. this guy wants a lineage and to exert control over his omega.

same for him, I already described him pretty well in other posts so it will probably be repetitive.

taiju is unsurprisingly aggressive and thrives whenever he's surrounded by violence. he wants nothing more than to taste blood and feel the adrenaline a good fight gives him.

he wants you to look at him, to see just how strong your alpha is. be proud and feel safe. taiju is sending you painfully obvious messages of what will happen if he was to catch you cheating. you can be sure he'll never let it slide, he'll beat the hell out of anyone who looks at you and anyone you look at. by now, you learnt to never cross the eyes of anyone else for their own sake.

he's suffocating, his love is mean and jealous. you're his precious possession, don't leave his sight. he likes to see you look so small, he towers over you like he could crush your frail form if he didn't pay attention to how much pressure he was hugging you with.

this difference makes him feel in charge in the best way possible, he knows you can't resist him anyways. he loves that vulnerability of yours, how naive and dumb you can be. let taiju be the master of your decisions. as an alpha, he's way better suited to guide you than you are. please stay quiet and cute, just like always. he can't have his adorable omega tainted by unholy thoughts and disgusting people. you're so pure, you need to stay that way.

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ALPHA! KOKONOI (athena)

I was tempted to associate him to dionysus, but he doesn't have that extravagant personality and tendency of falling into the excesses. so athena is a pretty good pick I think. he's calm and collected, deeply loyal and ready to sacrifice himself for his loved ones, even going as far as giving up his morals. he's extremely smart and understands how everything works easily, he never strays from his goal once he has his mind set on it and his role as a money maker in his gang proves just how much his members trust him and recognize his reliability. moreover, he's not just brains, but knows how to fight pretty well, making him a great opponent.

he's cool headed most of the times. you're automatically attracted to him by his honesty and steadfast love for you. he wants the best for you and he'll give it to you in a heartbeat.

yes he does care about good and evil, what is right and wrong, but with his doe-eyed omega right in front of him, it's easy for him to just forget what morality is. he tries his best to add you into his virtuous life, but he often strays off from his righteous path if your safety is involved.

he's oftentimes composed and keeps his emotions his check, he doesn't get easily affected by the sorrows of others. but you're his weakness, and he hates your crying face despite everything. it bothers him so much to be this affected by you, but he slowly came to embrace his love for you, and life has never been easier.

he's so faithful. there's something about the both of you being so committed to one another that drives his mind crazy. he recognises you as one of his own, you're his omega and therefore, all of the people he interacts with need to show you the same respect he harbours for you.

just like athena is a defensive force, kokonoi has a strong sense of duty : he protects you without any fear. if he can't do that correctly then he has nothing to be proud of. it's a life rule at this point ; no harm should come across your silk-like skin.

he's possessive and does scent you a lot, but he doesn't want to come off as suffocating and too overpowering. he gives you your own time and space, letting you go away to cool off if you ever get mad at him. it does kill him to have you so far away from him and to know he's the reason of your annoyance, but he also knows what's best for your relationship and he doesn't want to risk anything he carefully built with you for so long.

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ALPHA! KAKUCHO (demeter)

I know this one will make a few brows furrow, but I just think it fits. demeter is kind and compassionate, just like kakucho. he has that protective role in the gang, especially towards izana and he's ready to ignore justice, morals and virtue in favour of his loved ones. he's similar in this way, to how protective demeter is with her daughter persephone. kakucho loves deeply and his fierce nature serves others, not his ideals or own goals.

kakucho is a kind alpha! he has no dirty thoughts and bad intentions towards you. he simply loves you and wish you would reciprocate his feelings.

he won't force anything on you, while being deeply involved in your relationship. he admires you and your generous personality. he thinks you're out of his league but still, he'll try to win your heart by exceeding every of your expectations.

just like demeter who's overly protective of her daughter, kakucho's main concern is his omega. it's getting repetitive but you need to know that an alpha mixed with a god can be nothing else if not possessive and protective.

kakucho reminds you of a warm home and you're always more than happy to jump into his arms, excited for his comforting hugs. he kisses your temple softly, whispers praises words of how pretty you look and caresses your knuckles with his thumb whenever he holds your hand.

it's literally written on his face that he loves you more than he values his life. he gets shy when you mention it but never denies it. contrary to some alphas, he isn't embarrassed to affirm that he indeed listens very well to his omega. he, who is supposed to be all big and intimidating, melts into a puddle whenever you call him over with a baby voice. god, he loves when you treat him so sweetly.

demeter also has a temper of her own and could become very fierce when angry. kakucho has that vibe as well, the feeling of a sleeping storm, awaiting the moment when someone will mess something up to burst.

he usually doesn't let his emotions control him, but when someone threatens him to steal you from him because he supposedly can't take care of you, he just explodes. kakucho will give anything he has and doesn't have for you, what right does a stranger have to quality him as competent enough or not ? although when his wrath has passed, he'll feel a bit self conscious and scared that some truth was hidden in his words. but if you do a great job at reassuring him and telling him how safe and giddy kakucho makes you feel, then he'll be fine as well.

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TR Characters Who Would Betray You, Even If They Don't Seem It Like It

• Emma- Canonically she almost betrayed Draken by trying to make him jealous. But I would let it go, after all she was neglected, and in a desperate attempt she almost betrayed him. Take good care of her and you will have a faithful Emma.

• Ran- He would cheat on you with half the world, in adolescence and in adulthood. In adult life his betrayals would double, he would cheat on you with secretaries, and strippers. He is charismatic, and canonically confirmed by the character book, he likes to appear charismatic. His charisma would obviously win over hundreds of thousands of girls, so yes, he had cheated on you and would still mock you if he was found out.

• Sanzu- If he wasn't madly obsessed with you, he would cheat on you. He's loyal to Mikey, not you. Depending on who you are, you may or may not leave this list (is in second place for worst boyfriend).

• Takemichi- I don't even need to say anything, right?!

• Shinichiro- Segundo testes, pessoas feias (no universo dele ele é feio, então) são mais propensas a trapacear, pois nunca sabem quando terão outra oportunidade. Como ele e Takemichi são parecidos, e Takemichi nunca hesitou em trair Hina, acho que Shinichiro também seria assim. Se você passasse um certo tempo sem revelar seu 🌸 para ele, ele obviamente seria persuadido pelos amigos a ir a um cabaré. Wakasa seria o primeiro a aceitar.

• Wakasa- Carefree, lives in bars and cabarets. After finding a girlfriend, he would try to jump the fence at least once. He certainly wouldn't mind too much if you found out. He would make some jokes and mockery, but I feel like deep down he would care. But I question myself a little, mainly because in the character's book he is the 2nd character who needs a companion.

• Hanma- Ele nunca namoraria, pulava de relacionamento em relacionamento porque os considerava chatos. Se você acha que ele se apegaria a uma pessoa gentil, cuidadosa, calma e blá, blá, blá... Você se engana. Ele ficaria entediado facilmente com pessoas assim e rapidamente as trairia. Ele teria preguiça de terminar e deixar você fazer isso. Agora, ele se apaixonaria 100% perdidamente por uma pessoa louca e enérgica, uma pessoa maquiavélica. Vejo ele se dando bem com personagens como Hutao, Yae Miko de Genshin Impact, Nanno de The Girl Outside, Sparkle de Honkai Star Rail, Dazai Osamu e outros. Mas mesmo perto de pessoas assim, pessoas que curariam seu tédio, ele as trairia.

• Takeomi- He would betray you, blame you or come up with a really bad excuse. He would regret it and be on your case trying to get your forgiveness, but that's only if he really liked you.

• Taiju- I won't say much about him, he may or may not betray you in the final timeline. But in the bad timeline, he would definitely cheat on you. He would be super possessive, he would hit you if anything was wrong... basically you would live the life of Hakkai and Yuzuha, but worse, and if he were obsessed with you it would literally be worse than hell.

• Manjiro- I already talked about him

• Izana- He would betray you for stupid reasons like jealousy or he would just betray you... And if you did the same he would definitely be beating you or even killing you. If he was obsessed with you or had a great implicit emotional dependence (his feelings are very implicit) he would punish you and lock you up. But he would cheat on you easily, and he is also in 1st place in the character book as worst boyfriend. he was a terrible brother, a terrible friend and my god... The jealousy he felt for Shinichiro for something simple, imagine dating like seriously!

• Kazutora- He's on the list of worst boyfriends too, he would neglect you and treat you like his friend more than a boyfriend. Furthermore, he would have meltdowns and anxiety attacks and blame his betrayals on Mikey (kidding) you. yes, he would blame you for everything and yes...it would be a toxic relationship.

• Smiley(Nahoya): in last place on the worst list; He is literally the opposite of what he appears to be, if he appears to be good, he is bad. in last place on the list of worst boyfriends, not to mention the information we received in the manga that he wanted to have straight hair and hid his liking for anime just to be popular. so just like takemichi who is an angel next to this devil didn't hesitate to cheat on his girlfriend obviously to Nahoya, any opportunity wouldn't be thrown away by him. He would probably laugh in your face, but if he really cared his smile would disappear and he would try to apologize, but since he doesn't do that very often he would end up messing up.

• Shion- I don't need to say anything again, never that this being would be loving, romantic, or affectionate. He would betray you straight through. I imagine him picking up a girl in front of you, and if you were to fight him, he would just insult you and belittle you. He's a son of a bitch. (By the way, I'm thinking about drawing him trying to be romantic, what do you think?)

I based it on canonical information from the character book and the manga itself. I would have included anime scenes that matched their reaction or panels from the manga that proved my theses but I got a headache browsing for so long, so I'm sorry. I also put some of my intuition here.

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𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝐴𝑅𝐸 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐸~!♡︎

𝑌𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒!𝑇𝑜𝑘𝑦𝑜 𝑅𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑥 𝐹𝑒𝑚!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒈𝒆:

♡︎|• The new girl who moved to start a new life independently, away from her parents and everyone bad left behind her. It was nice to have a fresh start. Got a new apartment that she can afford, got a nice job with amazing people, and started going to a new school! Everything was going how is should be, good. But, it all changed when she accidentally bumped into a few people which later turned her happy world upside down. Who would’ve guessed that she had bumped into a few gangs who later on seek their attention and desires to her and her only.

𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑪𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺:

♡︎︎|• 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝗼 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝗼 (𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐲)

❝ 𝐊𝐞𝐧-𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧...𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝗺𝐬 𝐬𝗼 𝗺𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝗼𝐮𝐬, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐧𝗼𝐰 𝗺𝗼𝐫𝐞~...❞

♡︎︎|• 𝐊𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐲𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐣𝐢 (𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧)

❝ 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝗼𝐧 𝗺𝐲 𝗺𝐢𝐧𝐝? 𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐄𝗺𝗺𝐚...𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? ❞

♡︎|• 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚

❝ 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝗺𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝗺𝐮𝐬𝐞...𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝗼 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭~...❞

♡︎|• 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐲𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐧𝗼

❝ 𝐁𝐚𝐣𝐢-𝐬𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝗼𝗼𝐤! 𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐤𝐞 𝐣 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝗺𝐚𝐧~!... ❞

♡︎|• 𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐁𝐚𝐣𝐢

❝ 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠...𝐈 𝐝𝗼𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝗼𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞? ❞

♡︎|• 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝗼𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

❝ 𝐇𝗼𝐥𝐲 𝗺𝗼𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝗼𝐟 𝐠𝗼𝐝...𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝗼..𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞~ ❞

♡︎|• 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

❝ 𝐈 𝐰𝗼𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝗼𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝗼𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝗼𝗼𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 ���𝐧 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝗺𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐬~... ❞

𝑀𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑔𝑜𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑛~!

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝗼𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞:

𝐒𝗺𝗼𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝗺𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝗼𝐧, 𝐚𝐛𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝗼𝐧, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬, 𝐠𝗼𝐫𝐞, 𝐠𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝗺𝐚𝐢𝐥, 𝗼𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝗼𝐫, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝗼𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐩.

𝐅𝐘𝐈!!! 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝗼𝗼𝐥 𝐀𝐮, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝗼 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝗼𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝗼, 𝐖𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐚, 𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐞𝐭𝐜. 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝗼𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝗼 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐢𝗼𝐫𝐬. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝗼𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝗼𝐩𝐡𝗺𝗼𝐫𝐞𝐬!

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

More chapters coming soon….