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delulu-sushi · 4 months

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First Valentines Mikey x Y/N

Canon to the series!

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Feburary 13, 2006. The Sano Residence

"MIKEY!" Emma throws open the door, awaking the slumbering boy, shaking her head as she walks in his room and tugs the blanket away from him. "You need to get up right now" She shouts at him with a stern voice. "RAAAA" Mikey starts throwing a fit causing Emma to roll her eyes at his childish behavior. "If Y/N-chan saw you like this-" "SHE WOULD LET ME SLEEP" Mikey doesn't let her finish her sentence as he continues to pout, trying to get his blanket from his sister while refusing to get off the bed. "You know what tomorrow is?" Emma asks Mikey, hoping he'll remember but not giving in too much. "Well it's not Y/N's birthday so not important (A/N: sry if your bday is on Valentines Day)" He says before falling back on his bed.

"Yeah… but it is Valentines Day!" Emma says casually hoping Mikey will get the hint and take her on a double date with Draken.

Never.

Never has Emma seen her brother get out of bed so fast.

"WELL WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR EMMA?" He screams while running to the bathroom.

"Heh. Y/N is one lucky girl" Emma smiles to herself seeing her brother gawk in love over her bestfriend

February 13, 2006. The L/N Residence

"HARUUU" You run down the stairs to your brother cooking Mackarel in the kitchen (A/N: Who got the reference??? ur my new bestie) pausing at the smell, "Seriously?"

Your brother looks at you with a face that reads "Don't even." making you roll your eyes and break in a smile.

"Anywaysss, which color do you think Mikey will like?!" You hold up a small, flowery, spring purple dress in your right arm and a pink one in your left.

Your brother looks at the two options and immediately chooses the hazy lilac that makes your skin shine. "He'll love it" your brother comments, secretly smiling to himself happy to know that his little angel has the most loving boyfriend in the world

You smile at the suggestion and fall back on the couch, thinking of what your boyfriend could have gotten you. Almost telepathically, your brother answers, "HMM, knowing Mikey, probably a sweet and a plushie."

"Awwww so sweet" you murmur to yourself, deep into your daydreaming thoughts. It's going to be your first Valentines Day, and you had the perfect gift for him.

February 14, 2006

You hear Mikey's engine revv outside your house, and you hurry downstairs with a bag in your hand for Mikey. You open the door. He's leaning against the bike, the wind flowing through his golden hair and the sun shining on his skin. He's wearing a white top that bears his biceps and black pants. He looks at you. Breathtaking You come out of the door wearing the purple dress he had always wanted to see you in. You looked beautiful. A necklace surrounding the neck he adorned and loved, and a bracelet embracing your wrist that he wanted to hold all day. Beautiful "Happy Valentine's Day Kanji-Manji!" Mikey's Y/N says with a sweet smile on her face

Mikey swoops her in his arms, nuzzling his face in the crook of her neck, "Happy Valentine's Day my love" he says in a whisper. The words barely come out of his mouth, feeling his hot breath against your neck and his arms tighten around your body.

He wants to stay there, forever

He hesitates, then loosens your grip, and places you on his motorcycle, driving you off into the day.

"Sooo, what d'ya wanna do today?" Mikey asks. You smile, leaning deeper into his back on the motorcycle. Casual Mikey, he'll always have a plan but makes time for your choices too.

You feed into his desires, "Mmm, a cafe!", Mikey changes his direction, knowing just the place to take you.

He covers your eyes as you reach the destination. "Ok, we're here" he whispers in your ear before placing a soft kiss on your cheek, taking his hands off to reveal the scenary. It was a bright place, filled with cherry blossom trees, the petals flying in the air covering the streets.

"Lover's Road" - they called it

Couples sitting together everywhere, in love. Two young boys, one with blond hair like your Mikey and his lover with an interesting side partition on his black hair, sitting together on a bench looking at each other deeply.

Mikey takes your hand and pulls you to a cake shop, his adorable face exploding with cuteness as he gawks at the many choices. "AHHHH, which cake should we get??? So many flavors!!"

He never let go of your hand

Eventually, he picked out a mini mousse cake (two obviously, man has a big appetite) and a milkshake.

"AHHHH~" You prompt Mikey to open his mouth as you take give him the courtesy of taking the first bite. "You're so cute", you whisper under your breath, Mikey slightly hearing it

A smug smile forms on his face as he moves closer to you, "Hmm N/N, I didn't catch that" he looks at you with false innocent eyes, "Say it again?" he prompts, wanting to hear you say it louder, hearing the sweet songbirds of your voice. You cover your face when it feels red like a tomato.

A small kiss lands on the top of your head, making you remove you hands from your face, seeing Mikey happily watch you while he chomps down his cake, "I'm going to feed you yours' don't worry dorayaki!" He says with his cute, chirpy voice.

You can't help but break in a smile and give him a tight hug. Mikey moves his strong hands across your back, pulling you in closer and taking in the scent of your hair, perfume, your scent. You.

A sharp snort comes from behind as Mikey takes away his arms and looks away embarrassed, a flush of red coming over his face as he tries to act cool

"I told you he was a lovebird" Draken's husky voice taunts Mikey as he appears with Emma, and you start glaring at Mikey before he says anything awkward (about Draken being with Emma obv).

Buuut it's too late

"And what about you Ken-chin?" Mikey forms a smug, proud smile on his face, and you look at Emma with a small smile knowingly, as the two of you look at Draken who's flustered and about to pick a fight.

"SHUT UP MIKEY. Come on Emma, we're done with these two" Draken stomps away, holding Emma's hand, as you and Mikey make love fingers around them, taunting them until they can't hear you

It's moments like this when you look at Mikey and see him as a lover and a best friend. You're his everything. He made you a Sano before he knew your name.

"I wanna kiss you right now" The sight of you giggling with joy on your face pushes the words out of Mikey's mouth, unconsciously. But he doesn't regret it. He stares at you, a stare that every person dreams of being looked at. A stare that only a lover can do.

Your face blushes with red, pink, and every shade you can think of. Eight months he has been waiting, no, years to kiss you.

He pulls your face in close and plants a kiss on your cheek, knowing that the afternoon in front of a whole crowd is not where you want your first kiss to be.

He wants it intimate. Just you. Just him. No other person watching but the heaven and Earth to witness the moment of teenage marriage.

As the day passes on, Mikey makes most of everything. Valentine's Day is a milestone to him. You've stayed with him, like this, for so long, and he wants you to look forward to every year. He will never stop loving you.

You knew that since the first look, but today he proved it.

You look at your watch. It's ticking, and for a moment you thought the numbers were hearts, like hearts on a card. It was close to sunset.

Mikey was taking you up a hill, and had reached to the destination.

A breathtaking view of Shibuya.

You could see your whole tiny world in your hand. Looking down at the people who were now tiny, irrelevant beings in this moment. Your eyes shift up at the sun, who starts to descend. It shines bright in the morning and takes rest in the night, but in between that, there's a moment where it's stuck in a beautiful capture, illuminating all the wonderful things, making darkness show its hidden love.

Mikey takes your hand. He holds your waist. Places his forehead on yours, as you embrace him in a hug.

Tight

Loving

Every word you could think of failed to describe the feeling when you were with Mikey.

He looks in your eyes. The sun pauses in time, the sunset. Mikey didn't come here for the sunset. He came for you.

The sun paused on your lips, shining brighter than ever. A sign.

Mikey moves his face closer to yours, eyes shifting to your lips. He's shaky, but doesn't hesitate. Not for a second.

And there it is

His lips fit on yours like a puzzle piece. It's soft and sweet. It rushes dopamine from your feet to your head and back down, making you fall deeper in Mikey's embrace, you give in.

You never want this feeling to stop, and he will stand by that promise.

As the moon rises up, your kiss ends. But the feeling? It never ends. You look in his eyes and he smiles, you smiling back. A giggle from your mouth erupts as the two of you start laughing in happiness from your first kiss, a big sigh of relief from Mikey.

"Ahhh I've always wanted to do that" He whispers

"All I tasted was dorayaki" you joke

He walks you back to the motorcycle where you pull out each other's gifts, and Mikey's childish eagerness prompts you to look at them.

You remove the wrapping paper as Mikey eagerly watches your reaction. You take out a cute, purple bunny and hug it with happiness, "It's so cute Jiroo!!!" you scream with enthusiasm. Mikey smiles, then with his patience (that's sarcasm), shifts his eyes towards the bag, hinting at the other gift. You pull out a velvet red box and open it up, revealing a beautiful snow globe, with a couple inside. Not just anyone, you, and him. You shook the globe and watched in awe as the mini couple embraced in a hug, shocked at the gift (partly because you never knew it would exist - someone make this!). To my dorayaki. On our first Valentine. From Manjiro. You read from the bottom.

Mikey's brows furrow as he hesitantly waits for your reaction, but this gift was too thoughtful and beautiful for you to tease him "It's just, more than beautiful Jiro!" you whisper, still in awe at the gift. He smiles back, "Heh, I knew you'd like it" ruffling his hands in your hair then eagerly opening your gift. You had knit him a black hat with cat ears, and made a matching pair for yourself. But just as Mikey did, you also got a thoughtful gift.

Wrapped in a box was a letter and a miniature golden statue of his motorcycle, the stand embellished with flowers. You were poetic, and only Mikey knew. Your letter was something you wanted him to read in private, whenever he missed you.

You could see from the light in Mikey's eyes that he loved the gift. The motorcycle would not have been gifted by Shinichiro if you hadn't told Shini what Mikey's favorite model was. The motorcycle was his favorite possession. It was you when he didn't have you. It was a reminder of his loved ones.

And it was a reminder of his loyalty. Your favorite part of him.

"I love you" he whispered

"I know" you said back

The moonlight entwined the two of you together that night. His arm around yours as the two of you drifted off to sleep in his bed.

He kissed you on the lips

"Just a goodnight's kiss ya'know" he defended himself, blushing. "I know Jiro" you said before snuggling into his warm chest, filling you with a feeling of love you only felt from his presence

#manjiro sano #manjiro sano x reader #mikey x reader #sano manjiro #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev x you #tokyo revengers fluff #sano mikey manjiro #mikey kun #mikey sano

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southside-otaku · 10 days

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Just Too Sweet

Synopsis- You were such an angel, always the good girl, however you had a tendency to hangout with the “bad kids” in school. Your close friends, Emma and Mikey, have always been there for you as is the rest of the gang so it’s only natural you hangout at their house often. No one said you would be falling in love with your friend’s older brother.

Inspired by “Too Sweet” by Hozier, because it plagues my mind daily but I love it!

TW: Age gap, best friend’s brother trope, kinda angst I guess, ambiguous ending, reader wants Shin but he doesn’t wanna corrupt her life, I think that’s it sorry if this is kinda rusty lol x3 proof read but also not lmfao

It was a normal morning after sleeping over your friend Emma’s house, you’ve been around her and her brothers since childhood. You tend to wake up after Emma but she stays to herself in bed before she has to make breakfast so you venture out in hopes to help your friend set up the kitchen.

Shin’s awake and already chilling in the living room when y/n gets there. “You’re quite the early bird today” she says not knowing that in truth he hadn’t slept hardly at all last night.

He replies with a soft smile and small chuckle “yeah, well the guys and I were out late at Wakasas’ apartment.”

Y/n looks at the older boy knowing now that him being out late meant he probably didn’t sleep a wink. She scolds him, explaining how he needs to take better care of himself and try to get some sleep every once in a while.

Shin always appreciates your worry for his health, you take good care of yourself from your hair to your clothes and especially that oh so sweet innocence in your eyes. He prays no one takes that away from you

After breakfast you head to Emma’s room to get your clothes on for the day. Mikey, Emma, and friends call you from outside to see if you’re ready. “Stop flirting with Shin and get your butt out here already!” Senju yells. Y/n blushes, not like they both didn’t realize that there was SOMETHING between them that was a little different from just being the older brother and you being his siblings’ friend.

Y/n rushes out the door waving and shouting a “see ya ‘round! Please make sure to eat and drink water!!” before closing the door behind her. Now Shin is left to his thoughts again, the ones he loves and loathes at the same time.

A couple days later you’re all at Mikey’s again planning to go out to some arcade. Everyone is laughing and chatting. Shinichiro is lounging on the sofa again, staring unabashedly at y/n. Thoughts race through his mind about how stunning she is when she throws her head back in laughter, that sweet smile gracing her tender features. Now Shinichiro has had his eyes on a plethora of women before, which he has had no such luck with at all, but y/n…she was so perfect. So perfect in fact that he even knew her parents thought highly of her, so much so that he knows for a fact that they would certainly not approve of an older man whom also used to run a large biker gang as her lover.

His thoughts are pulled away by loud knocking resonating through the living room. As he strides to the front door he can feel y/n’s eyes on him-even for just a moment-and he’s frozen, hand on the doorknob, as if in a spell.

Shinichiro finally opens the door to allow his friends inside. Benkei and Wakasa giving each other knowing glances once they see Mikey and ALL of his friends, especially the sweet, curly headed girl sat by the glass doors to the backyard; it’s as if the sun’s rays highlighter her innocence.

It’s late by the time y/n comes back with Mikey, Emma, Draken, and Senju. Everyone decides to spend the night again at the Sanos’ and they soon head to their respective rooms.

Shin and his friends are all in the garage talking while smoking or having a drink.

Takeomi blows out a puff of smoke,”I know something’s on your mind man, you only drink that stuff when your mind is in a fog.” All eyes are on the two brunette boys now, waiting to see how they respond to each other. Takeomi is the first to speak again, “so where’s that little bunny you’ve been eyeing?”

Shin closes his eyes before twirling around his glass of whisky, “I let her go.” He looks up at ceiling, “there’s no way I deserve something as sweet as her, no matter how badly I want her.”

Wakasa blows smoke off to the side then looks up at his friend from his seat on the floor, “then why’s she heading this way with your little brother?”

Shinichiro looks out the window to see y/n, bewilderment in his eyes, as she races toward him like a bride to her groom. Are the two willing to take the risk? Surprising himself, he stands, placing his empty whiskey cup down and heads toward the door, swinging it open to let the younger girl into his embrace with open arms. It was just so natural to him. Like it was everything he ever wanted.

~wanted to thank @i-literally-cant-with-this for letting me ask for a proof read of the outline for this :) thanks babes!~

#anime #tokyo revengers #shinichiro sano #shinichiro sano x reader #shinichiro x y/n #tokyo rev #tokyo rev x reader #tr fanfic #manjiro sano #emma sano

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em1e · 1 year

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⠀ ⠀新一郎 // training wheels ⠀ ༝ ༝ shinichiro sano ⠀ ༝ ༝ 964 words ⠀ ༝ ༝ no warnings :3 cute fluff ⠀ — mikey wants his own motorbike, shinichiro thinks he needs to learn to ride a regular bike first.

it really shouldn’t be as funny as you were making it out to be.

mikey’s cheeks puffed out, arms crossed over his chest while shinichiro works absentmindedly beside him, purposefully ignoring his younger sibling who was trying his best to not be ignored.

“holding your breath isn’t gonna change his mind,” emma pipes up from her place in your lap, practically vibrating at the fact that you’re going to braid her hair for her, “onii-san said you have to get rid of your training wheels first.”

mikey’s eyes narrow at her, unwilling to bow out just yet, but you can tell his 8-year-old lungs won’t last without air for much longer. despite his efforts, your boyfriend doesn’t budge, and it only takes about 15 seconds after this realization for mikey to give in. he lays beside shinichiro (who reaches over him to grab a tool he needs to finish working on his bike), gasping for air and whining.

“i want my own bike!”

“you have your own bike.” shinichiro says dismissively, nodding towards mikey’s blue bicycle sitting pretty in the garage. the training wheels seem to mock him, and mikey huffs at the suggestion.

“a cool bike.” he says instead, throwing an arm dramatically over his eyes, “one i can impress people with, like shinichiro.”

“and who might shinichiro be trying to impress?” you question, game no longer funny while you twist emma’s hair into neat twin braids down her back.

shinichiro visibly stiffens, and mikey snickers at the idea of his brother getting into trouble.

“no one!” he assures, turning slightly so you can see he’s serious, “and let’s not forget the topic at hand- mikey, you need to learn how to ride a regular bike before one of these bad boys.” he pats the piece of metal beside him and gives a proud smile.

it almost makes you forget about mikey’s comment. almost. but that’s an issue for another day, you decide as emma pulls you to your feet and shinichiro helps mikey up. “let’s go practice,” you stretch, “see who can get it down first: you or emma.”

emma giggles at your suggestion, racing to the garage to drag out her purple bike before mikey has a chance to argue.

and that’s how you ended up at the park, shinichiro on one knee while he unscrews the bolts keeping the training wheels in place on both emma and mikey’s bikes. emma tugs on your arm the second he’s finished with hers, wanting to beat mikey in the challenge even though it would be her first time without the additional help.

mikey, however, looks apprehensively at his own bike when shinichiro rolls it over to him, eyeing it then his brother.

“i don’t wanna.” he says eventually, and it leaves shinichiro sighing before kneeling down beside him, whispering something in his ear that has his eyes lighting up and practically hopping onto the bike quicker than shinichiro can steady it.

you raise an eyebrow at what he’s potentially promised, and shinichiro waves it off and helps mikey re-learn how to ride without the training wheels.emma’s pleading soon fills your ears, desperate to not lose to her ‘smelly older brother’.

they practice until the sun starts to set, you and shinichiro worn down from the hours of pushing and coaching and encouraging. mikey, finally, after much trial and error, manages to bike a few feet on his own, stopping just before the top of where the hill dips down, and shinichiro and you can’t help but cheer at him when he shoots a smile your way, triumphant after many losses.

that is, triumphant until emma sneaks up behind him, unknowing and unready. she shoves him without a second thought, and mikey yelps at the contact, riding down the hill while screams (of fear? joy? it’s hard to tell) slip past his lips until he reaches the bottom.

from the top of the hill, you see it clearly. mikey rolling to a stop until the bike can no longer keep itself upright on its own, leaving mikey to slowly, so slowly, fall over. he doesn’t even try to catch himself.

shinichiro races down to check on him, while you’re left holding back laughter to scold emma. she pleads innocence, assuring you it was for the greater good (‘mikey needs to learn how to control something going so fast if he wants a big bike!’). you can see shinichiro lift the bike off him easily, checking for any injuries and sending a thumbs up when he sees it’s just dirt and grass stains decorating mikey’s clothes.

with the adventure now complete, you’re left figuring out what mikey was promised- ice cream.

emma is only allowed one scoop, and has to apologize to mikey before she can receive it. you stay at the park for a little longer after, bikes long forgotten as mikey and emma wear themselves down on the equipment, and you and shinichiro bump shoulders on a bench to the side as a sign of a job well done.

"you gonna get him a bike?" you ask eventually, last bits of ice cream now gone, the only remains being the paper the cone was wrapped in.

he hums thoughtfully, "prob'ly, if he still wants one in a few years."

"s'gotta learn to go down fast hills, emma says," you giggle, "who taught you?"

"myself," he laughs, "but i'm glad i'm here to teach him. i'm gonna make sure he has the coolest bike ever."

when he looks over at you, he has the softest smile imaginable. you really can't help it, leaning over to give him a peck on the lips, humming at the fact that he tastes like strawberries- the remnants of ice cream emma couldn’t finish on his tongue.

#sano shinichiro x reader #shinichiro sano x reader #shinichiro x reader #sano x reader #shinichiro sano #sano shinichiro #x reader #salmon rowe

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acronampy · 9 months

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You're about to die

Mikey(manjiro sano × reader)

TW death angst idk what else

(This was rushed ill prob make a part 2)

It was 6:30, way past the time you guys were supposed to meet up, and mikey came all bruised up and bloody in his gang uniform dirty and messy.

"Sorry (reader)..... the gang needed me." He chuckled, but you were mad, this wasnt the first time. He tried to joke his way out of this, but you were just done with his excuses.

"You promised this wouldn't happen again, mikey. I waited 2 hours. 2 HOURS. I'm going home" you said while gathering your things getting ready to leave the cafe.

"I told you I'm sorry! You should've just left in the first place instead of just waiting. A gang just suddenly approached us while we were having a meeting..!" Mikey says, getting a little mad."I was worried, you know! You weren't answering my calls, and I didn't know if you were okay and stuff. Of course, I would still be waiting. I'm gonna go now since I now know you were just in another gang fight when you had plans with me. " You completely pissed off, walking away from mikey to go home. He didn't even stop you. All he did was look at you and pout.

You couldn't believe how childish he can be sometimes. He's the leader of his gang toman, the gang that beat the black dragon?

You sighed and called emma to hang out and rant about how childish her brother is, and get her advice on this situation. She was already hanging out with hina, so you decided to tag along on their little slumber party at hinas. Packing your belongings, you get a call from mikey, but you didn't feel like answering, so you just left it ranging and went to hinas' place.

"Guys, can you believe how childish mikey is? I was worried and he wasn't picking up his phone! After 2 HOURS!! He comes all dirty with blood all over him!!" You ranting to them. "I get you! At least he showed up, Takemitchi never came to our anniversary date once. ANNIVERSARY!!" Hina says, getting pissed just remembering it.

You guys chatted, ranted, and did your usual things, then went to sleep. Talking to them calmed you down a lot, and you forgot why you were even mad at mikey for, so you decided that when you get home, you were gonna call mikey and apologize and go on another date. It was the afternoon, and the sun was setting. you decided it was time to go home. "Bye (reader). make up with my brother, He texted me talking about how depressed he is, lol!" Emma talks to you before you go home. "Thanks, Emma!"

While you were walking home, you felt someone come up to you and

You felt something sharp hit your back

It hurt. It hurts so much. The person who stabbed you ran away, and you couldn't see who it was. You sat down against the nearest wall to help ease the pain, but it didn't work. You tried pressing pressure against the wound it helped but it still hurt a lot. You started to have flashbacks and.. Mikey. Mikey came up in your mind.

Mikey was hanging out with takemitchi and draken, but suddenly he heard his phone ring. It was from you. his girlfriend, he picked up the phone in hurry not minding draken and takemitchi "hey mikey.." You say sounding really weak. "(reader)? Are you okay? What's wrong?" Mikey says worriedly. "Nothings wrong.. I just wanted to say sorry for getting angry at you yesterday...I'm sure you couldn't have helped it, haha. " you said while sounding even more weak

"I'm sorry too.. but what is this suddenly? Are you really okay?" Mikey sounding even more worried than before.

"Yeah, I'm okay.. really.... hey, uhm, mikey?"

"Yeah..?"

"I Love You"

You hang up.

#mikey x reader #mikey sano #manjiro sano x reader #manjiro x reader #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokrev x reader #mikey sano x reader #tokyorev x reader angst #angst #mikey angst

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meosq · 10 months

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PROTECTION

“Ra-ta-ta-ta, 울린 심장 .. but i don’t want to”

summary ; your sweet boyfriend , manjiro sano finds out the love of his life is stronger than him?!?!

genre ; fluff

Warnings : fem!reader, may be violate , cursing. Viewer discretion is advised

As the sun sets down indicating the day as reached its end, a certain [h/c] girl makes her way down the streets of Shibuya ; headphones in her ears as she blasts her music.

“I cannot believe manji-chan asked me to come over at this time..” she said to herself slightly irritated as she really wanted to enjoy her time in her home and her sweet sweet bed.

As she continued to walk towards her boyfriend’s home , she hears a familiar voice in the park towards her left.

“I told you big bro!! that foreigner is the reason mikey-kun wont date me!! And wants to hurt you..” a girl said clinging onto a man [y/n] assumed to be the “big bro” .

“wow i cant believe the invisible Mikey had such a whore of a sister” the man and his group cracked out as he pushed to what be ..

“EMMA-CHAN??” [Y/N] shouted from across the street taking her headphones of her ears. “Emma-chan whats going on” [y/n] stated as she jogged towards Emma who is sitting on the floor crying. “Did they do this to you sweetheart?” [y/n] said as she crouched down to Emma gently holding her red cheeks.

“who are you” the feminine voice stated , “Are you another whore friends with-“ before the girl could even finish her statement a punch was slammed into her face breaking her nose in the process. The girl could even react before another punch landed square on the girl’s jaw instantly knocking her out.

“Now.. who the fuck are you?”[y/n] stated darkly as she wiped the blood of her knuckles as she turned her head towards the group of boys.

“Emma. Sweetheart, could you call Manjiro for me please? “ [y/n] stated calmly as she dropped her bag her headphones besides her.

“O-okay” Emma responded trying not to cry while calling manjiro.

“Ahhhh… I haven’t been able to fight in months. Im so glad you guys have volunteered. Such nice people you are !! Just do you know , i wont take what you did to my best friend lightly!! “ [y/n] said gleefully as she cracked her neck and walked towards the group of boys..

“EMMA??? [Y/N]???” Manjiro said as he ran towards his gf and sister.

“Oh hi Manji , sorry im a bit late ahah” [y/n] giggled as she stopped bandaging Emma, as she looked up towards her bf.

“Where are the guys that hurt you and emm-“

“They didn’t hurt me??” [y/n] said confused.

“But Emma said you fought them??” Mikey answered also confused.

“Yeah? And i won ahaha” [y/n] laughed as she pointed towards the group of pilled up boys all knocked out and bloody.

“I haven’t fought like that in ages omg , you should’ve seen their faces when i jumped kicked their leader !!! It was so funny omg “ [y/n] smiled as she remembered the faces of each of the guys when she landed that deadly kick on the main guy’s head.

“what???” Mikey replied with still confused as hell. “ you can fight? Since when??????” Mikey stated becoming more confused by the second .

“ manjiro. Im a black belt in Taekwondo and a red belt in judo.. “ [y/n] stated like it was nothing.

“WHAT?” Mikey and the rest of his gang stated shocked by the sudden news that Mikey’s beloved innocent gf has the highest ranking in both Taekwondo and Judo.

“[Y/N]-CHINNN WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME ???” Mikey cried as he hugged [y/n] clinging onto her with dear life.

“Manji i thought you knew.. when i met your gramps he recognised me from the show ive seen on and my competition. “ [y/n] stated as she pouted.

And from then on Mikey made sure everyone knew HIS girlfriend was SUPPER DUPPER STRONG.

“Hey ken-chin. Did you know [y/n] has a black belt in Taekwondo and judo. I bet she’s stronger than you. I should make her vice commander instead.” Mikey said as he munched on his food.

“Mikey. Shut the fuck up “ Draken replied with already irritated by Emma’s situation…

#tokrev #manjiro sano #mikey #tr #Tokyo revengers #mikey x reader #reader #op reader #draken #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo manji gang #ken ryuguji #manjiro sano x reader #fighting #strong reader #first post

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paroslineage · 2 days

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Mistake Aftermath

Shinichiro Sano x

F!Reader

TW : Blood, Reader Death, Canon Divergence.

This is my own original idea and the characters of TR do not belong to me but Ken Wakui. Do not steal :/

Genre : Bittersweet.

It seemed like the skies and the rain mourned and sympathized with Shinichiro.

It had three days since your passing took place at S.S Motors.

The little ones were absolutely devastated

Emma wailed heart breakingly, mourning for her beloved sister-in-law.

...

"Ne ne Y/N Nee-Chan?"

"Hm? Yes Emma-Chan what's wrong?" you asked as you caressed Emma's soft and fluffy blonde hair while coddling her gently to your bosom.

"Why are the birds rushing here and there?"

"See Emma-Chan when the sun dims low the birds return to their nest that is back to their families."

"Ohh.. Am I your family Nee-Chan?"

"Yes baby I'm your family and always will be." You nuzzled her cheek affectionately with your nose causing a heart warming giggle to break out from her mouth.

...

Izana was eerily silent than usual. His head down, bangs covering his darkened expression and a lone tear trailing down his cheek.

...

"Ne... Y/N Nee..?"

"Yes 'Zana?"

"Will you go to the park with me" Izana asked you in a shy tone.

"Why yes of course we can lil guy" you said in a gentle tone.

Izana's amethyst eyes lit up like a Christmas tree and cheered

"Yay! Thank you so much Y/N-Nee!"

"No worries at all 'Zana."

...

Mikey also stood unchracterstically quiet his onyx eyes dark as he stared at your visage peeking from inside of the casket.

...

"Hey Mikey don't you get stomach ache eating those all day long?"

"Hm. No not at all Y/N Nee-Chan."

"Tell me why do you eat so much Tayaki and Dorayaki?"

"To get taller Nee-Chan." Mikey's eyes twinkled as he claimed seriously.

Not able to take Mikey serious at all you burst out laughing sweetly.

"Hey that's not nice Nee-Chan!"

"I know dearie but that does not work like that but if you continue you will get tall enough."

"Really Nee-Chan?!"

"Yes from the side."

"Nee-Chan!!"

...

Shinichiro was mumbling insanely for you.

his Y/N..

Wakasa and Takeomi held him from the sides incase his knees decided on giving out.

...

Ryoko had slapped Keisuke hard that his face snapped to the side his own bangs covering his dark expression.

Ryoko grasped the white shirt collar of Keisuke and shook him hard.

"What were you thinking Keisuke?! why..why did this happen?!" She yelled at him angrily but her loses her composure in between not being able to keep her emotions at bay and finally breaking down.

She lets go of him and turns to the direction your casket was kept and stumbled her way and eventually fell to her knees distraught bronze eyes looking brokenly inside the casket, at you.

You still looked beautiful, like a dream and possibly a to be bride...

Oh yeah and...

Your marriage with Shinichiro was supposed to be tommorow.

But that's all shattered glass now...

"My..-my...baby...you were supposed to get married tomorrow.. and yet you are here lying in this cold casket-" Not being able to keep it in anymore she broke down wailing only to be consoled by an equally distraught Emma.

Keisuke just stood where he was left, his once mischief sparkled bronze eyes now reduced to a dull hue like the color itself lost its lustre bore into your pale expressionless face.

"Nee-chan ... Gomen.. gomen...." Keisuke mumbled with pain as his eyes grew misty as he stared at your expressionless face.

He walked shakingly towards the casket looking in it and grabbing your hand.. Holding it tightly. Never wanting to let go of his beloved nee chan.

Keisuke started to sob alone...until a hand slapped him on both side of his shoulder looking up he saw draken and mitsuya looking at him solemnly offering their condolences to the broken boy but it made him cry more harder.

From the sidelines Mikey ominously stared at you same with the owner of amethyst eyes.

Wanting to kill Kazutora for Taking away their beloved Onee-Chan.

Meanwhile in the juvie

"I didn't mean to hit her... I really didn't... I'm sorry... Y/N nee chan.... Forgive me.."

Kazutora rocked back and forth apologized for killing you.

you were so sweet, a fiancée of someone.. But he shattered that dream and for that

he was terribly sorry...

#bittersweet #angst no comfort #angst #fem reader #reader death #aftermath #tr shinichiro #tokyo revengers

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firstdivisiongirl · 2 months

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Emma x Draken: Love Story Part 4

Confession

It’s been two years since Emma and Draken met. That means it’s been 2 years of him trying to not show his feelings and her trying too hard to get him to notice her. At this point, Hina was trying to get them to admit it without Emma having to seduce her boyfriend again to make Draken jealous. Hell, everyone tried to get them to admit it! At this point everyone started calling her Draken’s wifey behind their backs. But only one person didn’t try yet. And that person was Mikey!

Did Mikey want to see his little sister and one of his best friends together? Yes. Did he hope that they could figure this out on their own? Yes. Did they? No. So now it was time for him to get involved. Operation Emna (not a typo just a combination of Emma and Ken) was going to go down tonight!

It was a beautiful warm summer night. The sun was setting as Emma was washing dishes and Shinichiro was in his room. Leaving Mikey and Draken sitting outside to discuss Toman things. The blonde leader noticed his little sister coming out onto the engawa with refreshments for the two. Now it has begun.

Mikey stretched his arms above his head. “Kenny, I didn’t know you liked my sister so much. That’s just crazy,”. He said, giving that famous Sano smirk.

When Emma was so shocked, she nearly dropped the tray she was carrying. Thankfully, she didn’t. But now her face was the same crimson color as the tray.

“You asshole,” Draken yelled in a flustered tone, “I told you that in confidence! Don’t just announce it to the world!”

“Oh hi Emma! Thanks for the drinks. But I have to go! Bye, you two have fun!”

At this point, Draken was beet red, which was a mix of his anger at Mikey and the embarrassment from Emma hearing.

“I’m going to kill him,” Draken said, trying to cool down.

“It’s okay. It makes me feel good knowing that you like me too. I guess we really don’t get that romance manga confession. So let me try to salvage this. I like you too, Draken. A lot. I’d even say love if that didn’t freak you out,” she said as she looked down at the ground, too afraid that it was a big joke.

He breathed a sigh of relief, “you know it feels better to say it out loud. I knew you did. It was too obvious but I thought if I said it people would go after you or something.”

“So you did notice?”

“I almost killed Takemitchy after that one incident.”

She giggled before looking up at the tall blonde, “so what do we do now?”

“Do you want to go on a date? Maybe this Friday?”

“I’d love that,” she said smiling. Both were still a bright shade of pink. Mikey finally turned the corner from his hiding spot.

“Took you two long enough,” he exclaimed before getting soaked by the drink Emma made for him.

“Shut up,” Draken said laughing at the blonde Captain he just threw a drink at. Emma just giggled. She was happy with Mikey’s plan (whatever it was), secretly Draken was too. But Mikey was the happiest because Baji owes him 50 yen for being the one to finally get those two to confess.

Please do not copy, modify, translate or repost my writing on other platforms. Comments, reblogs and likes are highly appreciated!

#first division girl #tokyo rev #tokyo revengers #tokyo manji revengers #emma x draken #emma sano #draken x emma #emma x ken #ken ryuguji #ryuguji ken #character x character #tokyo revengers fluff #draken

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slickfordain · 2 years

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can i request tokyoRev (Mikey,emma, draken, shinichiro, smiley ) with a lazy Friend reader that is obsessed with hello kitty? (platonic) or wtv <333

[ From; Tokyo Revengers💬 ]: 😻

⚜️🎀𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝘂𝗺𝗯💗

For the person who requested fighter reader, I’m so sorry! I failed miserably and scratched the whole idea because I knew 0 shit about boxing 😭 as I say, I’m used to lazy reader / Y/N, have mercy on me;;

━━━━━━━ Manjiro Sano

▋Best to say, Mikey would absolutely adore you if you had obsession with Hello Kitty! Why? Because he would be obsessed with it, knowing you two have a child-like personality all together.

▋Draken would usually need to babysit you two, but that’s only when you two go broke after buying millions of Hello Kitty outfits and other things. He grows gray hair from you two, HAHAHAHAH—

▋If anyone made fun of you for liking Hello Kitty, bet that Mikey will obliterate them to the next planet. (He secretly hopes they land into the sun fufufufu) Because he likes Hello Kitty, so it’s an offense someone makes fun of his friend for liking Hello Kitty!

▋Snacks, blankets, fairy lights, you name it. Knowing Mikey being your friend, he obviously knows how lazy you are, and kind of gains that trait of yours on himself LMAO. But all means well, you two just have a nice Hello Kitty session on TV.

▋There are times you two fight each other over Hello Kitty merch and Hello Kitty lunchboxes that you’re too broke to pay for. You both steal each other’s money, without even realizing it. It’s so funny, and ironic.

▋If you were to have birthday party,,, Mikey would definitely send you a Hello Kitty song in a modern timeline where you will see him spamming you with Hello Kitty stickers, and music.

▋Speaking of stickers, since you’re so sleepy and lazy— Mikey puts stickers on you (Hello Kitty themed) whenever he gets the chance. You always say you look fabulous with it on, ehe~

━━━━━━━ Emma Sano

▋An unstoppable duo. You both are besties t’ill death, because you both share your love for Hello Kitty! Even though, Emma usually goes “mature” in public since she always wanted to act older. So, usually, she’s like a mother figure to you.

▋But lord, when it’s just the two of you, she will beg of you to Hello Kitty outfits with her! You’re red, and she’s pink! Or it could be vise verse too, where you’re pink and she’s red. Doesn’t matter. She just wants to match with you. (Sleepwear style obviously)

▋Ah, Hello Kitty themed cosplays. You two will buy white haired wigs, and then put on different outfits, using all of your energy to just make it look pretty. But sadly, always fails because stupid Draken / Ken-chin always ruins it by visiting you two.

▋Emma would tell others that Hello Kitty is just a child thing, but honestly she does that to stay in her character, knowing that she told especially Mikey she wanted to be more mature styled.

▋“Ne, ne! (Name)! There’s a Hello Kitty candy themed store!” You know damn well after Emma said that, that you both buy the entire store. I smell richness from you two, I really can. (Emma’s the sugar mommy /j)

▋Hello Kitty glasses in movie night !! Can get exhausting for Emma who feels dizzy from it, but how can she ever resist? As long as you wear it she will wear it too. Oh, and you two sneak in some snacks to feast inside the cinema.

▋You two kidnap Mikey and Izana, and do their hairstyles with Hello Kitty stickers stuck onto their faces. It’s hilarious, and you both run away when they escape from the tightened ropes that kept them still for a good while.

━━━━━━━ Draken (Ken Ryuguji)

▋Draken is personally not a fan of Hello Kitty, but he doesn’t mind your obsession towards about it— As long as he isn’t involved with the mess. Unfortunately, that backfired because you always want him to buy you Hello Kitty shit, making him go halfway broke. (Poor him lol)

▋Draken would spend any penny on your favorite Hello Kitty merch, only because he has a gun held behind his back by you. Aren’t you two such friendship goals? Gah I want this! (I’m joking, don’t force your friends into shit.)

▋Slowly by process though, your personality and love for Hello Kitty is slowly rubbing off on him honestly… Like, he’ll usually smile whenever you bring up the topic about Hello Kitty and her friends, even goes far with agreeing to buy things for you- without needing the gun behind him.

▋Draken would definitely have made fun of you for liking childish things, but now it’s his turn to get made fun off for liking it sooner enough. Ah, nothing could’ve made you happier for knowing by now Draken has become just like you, sort of.

▋Lollipop Hello Kitty themed !! You both pay for lollipops, and then go for a sleepover to play video games + cuddle each other so you can take a nap. You’re not a morning + afternoon person… You have stamina, you know.

▋“Kennnn… Pleaseeee???” You always beg. You’re too lazy to even walk or move, that you beg for Draken to give you your Hello Kitty themed cereal. Does he get annoyed by it? Yes, but does he adore your lazy shit? Yeah. He can’t deny it. But don’t think too far ahead, sometimes he’ll leave you to do it yourself lmao.

▋… You put makeup on him at 04:00 AM because you woke up and got bored. Let’s just say, there was a report for loud noises, from an angry feral tall man who got pissed off.

━━━━━━━ Shinichiro Sano

▋Honestly, stares at you weirdly at first for having an obsession with Hello Kitty. (Since you’re the same age) But soon, gave in to watch the shit show with you, because you bribed him with the; “Girls love it” sentence. Of course mf would agree on it with you, because he is a “ladies man”!

▋Lord pray for Shinichiro, because you were the biggest troll + liar. Mans tried giving girls Hello Kitty gifts, but they lash out they’re all childish and shit like that— And that made Shinichiro so madly embarrassed, to the point he almost killed you, HAHAHAH 🤡

▋You had to make it up for him, but as lazy as you are, you begged Mikey and Emma to make a cake for Shinichiro. Mikey was going to deny it, but Emma agreed because she loves Hello Kitty, as much as you did.

▋Did the attempt work? Yes. Shinichiro felt better, but he still didn’t feel like trusting you with love advices— Knowing how truly shitty you are with girls and boys… But hey, you invited him for a late night movie.

▋Both of you used up the Hello Kitty themed tissue box, crying over the most random shit that happened in the movie… For example, a girl dying and y’all crying because she was the most useful one in the movie.

▋Shinichiro would ruin you in modern AU. You cannot deny that he would send you creepy Hello Kitty pictures, just to make you feel despair and misery, making him laugh whenever he hears you cursing on the voicemails. (Usually comforts you at the end tho, he is your friend anyway <3)

▋Actually ends up telling the entire Black Dragons team about the Hello Kitty show. You did it. You influenced him to become you, which is… Oddly wholesome, since his gang seemed rather supportive about it… Huh. Guys being more supportive than the females… Weird opposite Day.

━━━━━━━ Smiley (Nahoya Kawata)

▋Many laughs and happiness with this guy. He super supports you !! Loves you to death for liking Hello Kitty, because his twin Souya / Angry also loves Hello Kitty. So, you’re in luck with this bitch this time. Prepare for a sugar daddy lol /hj.

▋Smiley would definitely buy you Hello Kitty biscuits and then put them inside your Hello Kitty lunchbox. So whenever you’re hungry for lunch, you’ll just see an aesthetically pleasing Hello Kitty styled lunch. You love it.

▋Smiley becomes concerned for you though, there’s some point he wouldn’t do too much for you— As crazy as he is to make a friend like you happy. You do get upset by it yeah, but you ignore it and sleep the problems away… Yeah, that’s gonna make him more worried over you.

▋You don’t wanna walk, so he piggybacks you to a shop to pay some Hello Kitty ears you two can match with, and try recording each other for lol’s and funsies— You two just have fun with each other, there’s no point in separating you two.

▋In ramen shop, people / customers will see Smiley with a Hello Kitty tank top, and he will casually just smile because you bought that shit for him on his birthday. He couldn’t just throw it away, you gave it to him! And Angry got a similar pair, wearing it in the shop anyway.

▋Hello Kitty by Avril Lavigne —> Your song. Modern Smiley can edit you, and edits you with that song because he knows you all too well, that you get excited every edit he makes just for you.

▋People make fun of you for liking Hello Kitty? Yikes! Bye with them! Smiley will make sure you’re comfortable with yourself… Not only are you lazy, you struggle with social-phobia / anxiety. He will literally kick them across the room, with a drop-kick.

#various x reader #tokyo rev x y/n #tokyo revengers #tokyo manji kai #tokyo rev x you #nahoya kawata #manjiro sano #emma sano #ken ryuguji #shinichiro sano

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thekillingmoonmoon · 2 years

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two | lily love

(purity, innocence, loss, grief)

part one / part two

Pairing: Akashi Takeomi x Sano! Reader

Warnings: NSFW, the older brother’s best friend trope but make it soft, discussion of virginity loss, corruption kink, size kink, smoking, soft sex, cunninglingus, one smol slap

DISCLAIMER: virginity is a stupid social construct created by men to control women. Don’t listen to anyone who says losing your virginity to a stranger/casual hook-up is a sin. They’re the sinner here, for thinking that they have any say over your body and worth as a human being. The discussion of virginity here is for the sake of fiction (fanfiction about a 2d man, for fuck’s sake) so don’t take it seriously, please.

Length: 3,9 k (guess who's back on their bullshit)

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Akashi Takeomi was not a good man. He wasn’t Sano Shinichiro. He wasn’t a leader, a charmer, a saviour. Takeomi was a schemer, a shadow, a side character. He had vice thumping through his veins, fuelled by the cry of his name by a crowd. He was the moon to Shinichiro’s sun, the darkness that gave Shinichiro light. He was War where Shinichiro was Peace, the roar of battle and crack of bones that followed soft words and failed treaties. Akashi Takeomi was not a good man, and when he opened the door of his apartment to you that following Saturday afternoon, he was once again reminded of his ruinous sin. He cast heavy shadows across your sweet character, the light from his apartment spilling over his shoulders and shimmering on your skin as you stood before him. But his darkness was deeper, undivine, drowning you from head to toe.

“Hey, doll,” sin split his smile, simmering as you shyly grinned back at him. God, you were gorgeous. So sweet and lovely in a little sundress that Omi wanted to do nothing but tear off your trembling form. Or fuck you in it, hiked over your hips, the hem in your mouth, muffling the moans and murmurs of your sin. Omi clenched his jaw, the unlit cigarette in his lips twitching with his self-restraint. “Hi, Omi,” you mumbled, adjusting the small overnight bag on your shoulder. The older man noticed, tilting his head. “You gotta good alibi, little one?” he teased, but a tremor of sincerity ran beneath the sentence. He could not bear the thought of his best friend, your brother, barging in, and breaking the unholy sacrament that lay between you and Takeomi. You nodded, “I’m at a sleepover, and Emma is covering for me,” you gave a close-mouthed smile. Takeomi’s brows rose. “Emma-chan knows?” he gulped. You shook your head. “She knows I’m out seeing a boy, she doesn’t know who,” you sighed and rubbed the bridge of your nose, “she even tried to pack my bag – so if you find anything weird in there, it’s Emma, not me,” you dropped the offending bag to the floor, toeing off your sandals as Omi closed the door behind you. “Little girls aren’t meant to know this shit, right?” Omi frowned and you nodded. “Blame Gramps, he wants her to be aware, so he gave the little ones “the talk” very young.” “Did he give that little monster the talk too?” “Mikey? Yeah, although, although the little shit already knew everything. You know how Waka brags about the girls he gets,” you shrugged. Takeomi groaned, herding you to his ‘good couch’, already imagining the horrors Mikey and Baji had heard from his smooth-talking friend. “Jesus Christ, the kids are only, what, eleven? They should be playing with action figures, not learning how to fuck,” Takeomi grumbled, flopping opposite you into his other couch, the one with the suspicious stains and cigarette scorch marks. You gave Takeomi a scrutinous glance, “And what were you doing when you were eleven, Omi? Were you already a lady-killer?”

The man across from you snorted, his nose scrunching sweetly, causing your ribcage to contract. “Not a fuckin’ chance, sweetheart. Was too busy fixing up motorcycles and getting Shin out of fights for girls. Plus, you know how shit Shin is with girls. That applied to me too,” he grinned wryly, reminiscing on those high-blooded glory days. He squirmed into the pocket of his sweats, pulling out a lighter and igniting his cigarette with a soft puff.

“So,” he started. “So,” you winced, suddenly awkward despite the silent comfort that still sat between you. You gulped, “How are we going to do this?” Takeomi let a solid stream of smoke free from his mouth, hungry eyes watching his prey through the white whisps. “That’s up to you, sweetheart. Do you still want to do this? You don’t have to,” he swallowed down the acid bubbling in his throat. “We don’t have to do anything, just sit and watch a movie…” he sighed, “and then I send you home, and we can pretend that nothing ever happened.” Not likely. Not when he knew how sweet you tasted, not when he knew sacred your little pants and moans were to his desecrated ears, not when you were so close, curled up on the couch just in front of him. “Is that what you want, Omi?” you nearly stammered, biting down the black bile that rose in your throat. But you steeled yourself, ready to leave, to take your dignity and virginity with you. You glanced to the man across from you, who was pensively smoking. He doesn’t want this. You decided then and there to leave. You stood. “That’s okay, Omi,” you clawed the words from your chattering teeth, “I’m sure Waka wouldn’t mind, he doesn’t seem to care much about who he sleeps with.” You turned to leave, reaching for your night bag, arms outstretched to grasp at your last hope.

A calloused hand gripped your wrist, long lithe fingers chaining your arm to your side. Takeomi was behind you. “Wait, doll,” he hoarsely spoke, silently shadowing you with his frame, silky hair tickling the back of your neck. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he confessed, hands curling over yours, lacing his fingers to where you stretched out your hand. You wanted to turn, to look at him, but he wouldn’t let you. So, you looked down instead. “You won’t hurt me, Takeomi,” you could feel his breath hitch across your back, his cigarette long left behind in an ashtray. “I can, sweetheart. I’m,” he sighed, “I’m not a good person. And you’re, well,” he gulped, “you’re precious.” You felt the air leave your lungs in a rush. You tried to turn again, to see the truth in his wild-coloured eyes. But he wouldn’t let you. Instead, he rested his forehead on the back of your head, his breath fanning across your back. You shivered. “I want this, Omi. I want you,” you spilt your confession softly, barely audible above the sound of your breathing.

And then you were facing him. He kissed you, hard, sliding his hands up your arms to grip your shoulders. He hated this. He loved this. He hated the way you just let him have you, your mouth parting in a gentle gasp, letting him push his tongue into your mouth with ease. He loved this, the whimper you let out as he dug his fingers into your shoulders, the little hum you gave him as he spun you to sit on his couch. You plopped back into the cushions, and suddenly Takeomi was grateful for the plush cushions Senju had insisted on laying all over the place. You looked lovely, loveable, splayed out on the softness of his couch, in his house, in his arms.

He leaned over you, placing his hand just below your jaw to kiss you, his thigh coming up to part your legs. He glanced down and groaned at the sight of you, the skirt of your sundress riding up, exposing the soft expanse of your thighs, the fabric barely skimming the tops of your legs. He kissed you more, stealing the air from your lungs with each nicotine-laced kiss, the sweet scent of the cloves lingering around you in a warm hazy glow. You sighed, looping your arms around his shoulders, clutching at the loose material of his black shirt, losing yourself in the slow, sensual movement of his lips against yours, pushing at nipping at your lips until you were swollen sweet. He laid feather-soft kisses across your face. “You’re beautiful, little one,” he rasped, slipping down your body to begin kissing at your neck. His hands began to wander, slowly skimming down, squeezing and rubbing at all the silken skin he could reach. He sucked at the hollow of your collarbone. Not enough to leave a mark, but enough to make you squirm and shudder beneath him.

His hands came up to cup your breasts, pulling a startled gasp from your pretty mouth. “This okay?” he asked, careful of every noise you made. “Yes,” you breathed, “yes, Omi.” He slipped the straps of your dress from your shoulders, lifting your breasts from the dress to knead and grab at your plush tits. “Gorgeous, fuckin’ gorgeous,” he hummed, sucking at your nipple, listening to the sweet keen you made as he tugged his teeth slightly at the flesh. He began to hike up the hem of your dress, one hand wandering as the other rolled your nipple between lithe fingers.

You whimpered, closing your plush thighs around Takeomi’s hand, causing a low rumble to catch in his throat. God, you were soft. Soft, and silken, and sweet, oh so, fucking sweet. “Open up for me, babygirl. Be a good girl f’me,” Takeomi shifted back, both hands moving to spread your thighs, his fingers dipping deep into your flesh. You tried to cover your face then, bringing your hands over your eyes. Anything to avoid that glimmering glittering stare, that hunter’s gaze that fixed you from between your thighs.

A sharp sting had you flinching and pulling your hands away. Takeomi had slapped your thigh. A huge hand was quick to grip your hands and tug them over your head, pinning them to the pillowy cushions. “You will not hide from me, doll. Especially not now,” he grumbled, “Hands stay here,” he instructed, and you nodded blinkingly in response. “Atta girl,” he gave your cheek a peck before settling himself between your silky thighs. “Watch me when I make you cum, yeah?” he hummed, and you nodded. He pinched where he’d slapped you earlier, “Words, sweetheart. Use ‘em.” “Yes, Omi,” you mumbled, and he gave you a crooked smile. He shifted his eyes down to where your legs came together, and he hissed at what he saw.

White lace. White lace lay over your cunt, all neat and modest swathes of snowy softness over your hips, all tied together with a little bow just below your belly. “Fuck,” he glanced up at you, now noticing the matching bralette that he’d shucked down with your dress. “This for me, little one?” his long lithe fingers slid below the elastic of your panties, barely brushing your tummy as he ran the pads of his fingers along the hem. “Yes, Omi,” you said meekly, careful not to break free of his piercing stare, “do you like it?” you ventured. A string of curses fell from between his teeth, “Fuck, sweetheart,” he groaned, “ I love it,” I love you. He peppered kisses across your stomach, hooking his fingers below the hem of your underwear to pull them off. You helped him by raising your hips, missing the way Takeomi secreted away your underwear into his back pocket. Guilt tinged at the back of his mind, but he brushed it off, more focussed on what lay before him.

“Such a pretty pussy,” he cooed, leaning down to kiss your clit, his eyes never leaving yours. He couldn’t stop looking at you, gazing at each little gasp to puff past your lips, watching every twitch and flinch fall across your face. He sucked gently on your clit, carefully separating your folds to fully see your tight entrance. You tensed at the cold air hitting your cunt. “Ssh,” Takeomi hushed you, lapping over your entrance in a thick stripe of his tongue. You shivered. Forested green gazed at you as he began to eat you out, suckling and licking at your clit and occasionally dipping his tongue past the tight walls of muscles below.

“Relax, sweetheart,” he kissed your inner thigh, pausing to suck a dark mark in the inner sanctity of your thighs. He pushed a single finger into your velvet tightness, sighing as you clamped around him. You whimpered, unsure of the feeling as he scissored in a second finger. He sucked on your clit, running his tongue in gentle circles around the nerves. You shuddered, strawberry sweetness filling your body as Takeomi pressed up against your walls, each slow pump of his fingers brushing over the place that had your curling around his crooked fingers. You hummed, loosening around his digits, allowing your cunt to be stretched out by his prying fingers. You took deep breaths, filling your lungs from their furthest end to the tops of your tits, the entire time keeping contact with Takeomi’s wild green eyes. Their iridescence bewitched you, coaxing you further and further into a haze of dark green lust. You moaned, each pass of his tongue sending electric shivers down your spine, each suck of his lips twitching your legs on either side of his head. You were growing closer, a fact exacerbated by Takeomi’s thumb beginning its slow stroke over your clit after his done.

“Omi,” his name spilt out in a chartreuse sigh, your eyes barely daring to roll back before returning to his steady gaze. Takeomi worked you towards a climax, his movements languid and lazy as he tried to soothe your soaked cunt with kisses. He smiled at the desperate way you blinked back salt-shimmered tears, the sides of his mouth as crooked as his conscience, as depraved as the dark thoughts that swirled around inside his head. “You close, doll?” he asked, speeding his thumb up until your chest heaved. You nodded shakily, the words barely bumping out of your babbling lips. “Yes, c-close, close, close,” Takeomi increased pressure on your pulsing clit and you scrunched your eyes shut, “Cumming!” you keened, a myriad of strawberry suns bursting in your lower tummy, bubbling up in bright colours that set every nerve alight. You twitched and shuddered, your skin burning with every slow stroke and lap of Takeomi’s tongue over your pulsing pussy.

“Good girl,” Omi cooed, crawling up your body to kiss you, spilling your slick into your mouth with a silken gasp. He groaned, gripping your hips and flesh, his hair splashed in inky waves around your head. Eventually, he pulled back, his skin shimmering with a mixture of spit and your slick. You reached for him, even as he pulled away, tugging him back by the collar of his tee to bring your lips to his once more. Shudderingly, shakingly, Takeomi giggled you upright, holding you beneath your arms and struggling to keep you on your feet. You laughed then, letting him guide you to his bedroom and flop down on his bed beside you, your eyes meeting in a glimmering chuckle as you both looked at each other.

Silence fell over the pair of you, soft and sweet, barely brushing at the edges of your consciousness as you rolled over to face each other. You kissed, holding his jaw and humming, just enjoying the feel of his lips against yours. This was different. This was right. This was nothing like the few girls Takeomi had fumbled around with before. The way you looked at him as if he was all that mattered, as if you loved him, that was enough to throw Takeomi further into his damnation. You weren't here for the God of War, for the Black Dragons Vice, for the raw power pumping through his veins. You were there for him, for the terrible jokes he made to cheer you up, for the tag team habit of teasing your older brother, for the linked pinkies below tables and beneath sleeves.

Fuck, he loved you, and he’d be damned if you left his apartment unaware of exactly how he felt. But the same slick words that normally fell from his silver tongue, came out in clumps of sticky honey, falling clumsily over his tongue until all he could do was kiss you as if it was the last thing he’d do. Briefly, he rocked back onto the heels, pulling his tee shirt over his head. You gasped, seeing the big black dragon that swirled over his pale skin, clawing across his clavicles in thick black ink. “It’s beautiful,” you breathed, reaching out to run your fingertips along his scarred skin. “You like it, doll?’ Takeomi tilted his head, smiling inwardly as you nodded girlishly. You felt your cheeks grow warm and decided to rid yourself of your remaining clothes. You tugged your bralette and dress, Takeomi catching your hands as they tangled in the cloth above your head. He leaned in, hand holding your jaw as he dropped a deep kiss upon your parted lips. He helped you out of the crumpled clothes, giving you only a moment to answer a breathless “yes” before he had you bouncing on your back, soft against his starched sheets. You were bare before him, fully exposed for the first time. You tried to cover up yourself with your hands, but Takeomi lifted your wrists up and over your head. Then he settled himself between your legs, and you could finally see him. “Um, Omi,” you started, mouth suddenly dry. “Yes, sweetheart?” he layered his love down on you, peppering your face with soft kisses, nipping at your lip as you mumbled, “You’re, um, you’re big,” you gulped. Takeomi paused, holding himself over you with a hand beside your head. He hadn’t thought of that. “We can stop whenever you want,” he offered, but you shook your head. He nodded then, taking in the steeled expression in your eyes as his final warning. He reached across to his bedside table and pulled out a condom and lube. “No condom,” you huffed, “’m clean and on the pill,” you reassured. Takeomi frowned at you but threw the condom to one side before dolloping a generous amount of lube on his twitching cock. He breathed in. “You’re so beautiful, my love.”

And there it was, the lily-white petals of your lust, your love, and Takeomi was the one to colour you red, spilling your virginity in scarlet sighs. He entered you slowly, inch by inch, breath by breath, cradling your head into the crook of his neck as he claimed you. Your entire being burned, a red string pulled taut and then snapped as Takeomi completed you. You could feel his tip just inside your walls, throbbing hot and heavy, his hips rocking deeper with each exhale until your bodies met. Salt lined your lashes, trickling down your cheeks whilst you gasped. Takeomi let out a muffled groan into your hairline, then ran his nose along your cheekbone, pressing his forehead to yours. The hand at the back of your neck moved to gently wipe away your tears. "Hush, little one, it's okay, you're okay," he soothed, "you're doing so well for me, you're such a good girl f'me" Your heart shuddered and Takeomi felt the warm velvet of your cunt constrict at his praise. Your delicate hands murmured up his back until your palms came to rest on his shoulder blades. your chest breathed against his, and he listened to your heart thunder through his ribs. "You can move, Omi," it's barely a whisper, more of a sob, and Takeomi immediately stole your words away with a slow kiss. "Not until you're ready, sweetheart," he pulled back a bit and fighting his own need, he continued, "We can stop if you want - if you're hurting -" "No!" it poured out louder than you intended, and your scorching skin smouldered. Takeomi gave you that wide-eyed look of astonishment that you so dearly cherished, that boyish look of sheer surprise that had you stumbling for words and spitting in stutters. "No, Omi," you repeated, "feels good, um, just be slow, okay?" Those lightning eyes softened to a summer shower, and his mouth curved into a slow smile. he rained kisses onto your forehead, your cheeks, your nose, and then your lips. "Of course, my doll," he gruffed, "anything for you."

And he meant it. Takeomi did not live for much. at least he did not live for himself. He lived for Shinichiro, and the dreams in those dark eyes. He lived for Waka and Benkei, for their future, their fight. He lived for his little sister, still so wide-eyed and unknowing. But mostly, in this moment, and for as long as he had held you so close to his heart, he lived for you. Your love, your smile, the way your eyes crinkled when you laughed, the way tears rolled down your cheeks as you clutched desperately onto him. He wished he could hold you forever, tuck you into the echoing hollows between his thudding heart and smoke-stained lungs, and feel you with every heave of his breath and pulse of his veins. for you to become a part of him, just as he was a part of you, tangled in your loving limbs, deep within your soft heat.

He pumped deep into you, moving as slowly as he possibly could, his green eyes never leaving your face. He watched as your brows constricted and then relaxed, your gorgeous mouth opening and closing as you panted on his cock. He spared a brief glance downwards, and groaned, entranced by where your two bodies became connected. Your tight cunt barely took him, your folds thick and puffy against the swell of his cock. And you were warm, so unbelievably warm, despite the thin sheen of sweat that graced the two of you.

He reached down and began to trace circles around your clit, feeling as your pretty pussy clenched and clamped down on him, praises spilt from his lips in poured wine. You were golden, coloured in glittering, burning light, each nerve in your body ablaze with want and wanton lust. With each thrust, each carefully spun circle around your clit, you were growing closer and closer to the edge, near enough for your spine to arch beautifully into Takeomi’s chest. “You gonna be a good girl and cum f’me, yea?” Takeomi increased the pressure on your clit. You felt fit to burst, your body filled with saccharine sweetness and tangy brightness. You came with a cry of Takeomi’s name, a sound that would haunt Takeomi for the rest of his days. Your warm walls clamped down on him, almost forcing his orgasm from him in a rush. You came in a shower of white stars, your body static and burning, filled to the brim with Takeomi’s hot seed. You were sated, lost in a soft warm haze that only had you barely registering that the sun had long sunk below the sleepy horizon. Takeomi pulled out from you with an ill-concealed groan and flopped beside you.

Carefully, quietly, Takeomi cleaned you down and tucked you beneath the covers, lighting a cigarette and sliding beside you into bed. You curled up to him, soft and content. And Takeomi knew then, as you sighed into his chest, lashes kissing soft cheeks, you’re breathing deep and gentle against him. He knew he didn't want to be just your first. He wanted to be your first, and your last, and your always But as much as he knew he wanted your always, your eternity, he couldn't, shouldn't.

Because Akashi Takeomi wasn't a good man. and you were a star he could never reach. You were leaving, living, growing into a future brighter than his dark. Who was he to keep you in his shadows, when you could outshine the sun? But he gripped you tighter, folding you closer into him, wrapping his arms around you until he could feel your heartbeat into his chest. Because Akashi Takeomi wasn't a good man, and he was selfish, and for now, he would have your brief forever

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ofluminance-a · 1 year

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" i go take one little nap, and come back to all this weird talk? ... you guys are so dumb. love rivals? please. i'd like to see you try and figure out your feelings. " with a stretch and a yawn, emma's off to find some caffeine and a snack.

#the sano gene is simple: sleep / snacks / soda #🤣 like brother like sister #she just watches more silly romantic comedies and plays too many silly games on her phone #⋆ ― ✧ she is the sun. / emma sano.#⋆ ― ✧ m: emma sano #⋆ ― ✧ feelin' so good right now! / dash comm.#the only one with her love life sort of figured out

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ofgravitation-moved · 2 years

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❛the storm’s getting worse.❜ (Shinichiro to Emma) (Lowkey forgot I had him too)

unlike most girls her age, emma loved storms. there was something so pretty about the rain when it fell into puddles outside their home, and when lightning struck the dark night sky lighting it all up-- there was nothing more beautiful, at least not in emma's golden eyes.

when her big brother's voice reached her ears, a young emma turns from her seat at the window with a sad smile. " i knoww. " she whispers with a whining sigh. her eyes travel back out the window, before turning back to shinichiro. " .. 5 more minutes? please? i'll promise i'll go to bed after! " / @protectivemuses

#shinichiro tag tba #the gang's all here! / answered ask.#m: emma sano #she is the sun that let's her bloom. / emma sano.#protectivemuses

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delulu-sushi · 3 months

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Could I request a general Toman x fem reader? Maybe a comfort? Reader isn't apart of Toman but she's really good friends with Emma so she's naturally friends with all of them. (like reader doesn't fight). She's really sweet and friendly, a little bit socially awkward and shy though. But if reader is being yelled at or if she hears people yelling she'll get really quiet and stiff and compliant to try to avoid the conflict escalating because she lives in a house where her parents are constantly yelling at each other?

(Also maybe include Readers hands are constantly shaky?)

A/N: Ofc!! Mitsuya x reader except they’re not in a relationship… yet

~~~~~~~~~Enjoy!~~~~~~~~~~

The rain was pouring down, throwing daggers on your cold hair. Yet, at the moment, that was the least of your worries. For years your family had been breaking apart, bit by bit, and you wondered why your parents just couldn't make up.

Were they trying to torture you?

Countless nights trying to sleep in bed, covering your ears with your pillow in an attempt to sink out the screams of their fights, but to no avail. Your pillow becoming damp by your soft sobs, and your eyes turning puffy, all you ever wanted was to escape.

The only time you could escape was with your friends.

~~~~~

Emma Sano, your confident and drop-dead gorgeous bestie was always walking by your side. She would catch you walking to school and link her arms right in yours, her non-stop chatter breaking your smile with occasional giggles. "You know, you look really cute when you laugh", you remember how your cheeks flushed red at her words, but her innocent (ironically) stare told you she meant it. She was taking you to a new club, telling me that I would enjoy it, and when you inquired the name, she kept it a surprise.

"Ah!~ We're here" Emma exchanged a smile with you as she pushed you into a close-to-empty classroom. The sun filled the room with spots of light, and you noticed one ray landing on him

"Emma!" You whispered under your breath, realizing her plan, "heh! Have fun!!"

You stood paralyzed in your position, staring awkwardly at Takashi Mitsuya, holding your fingers to prevent them from shaking. Your eyes held their position. His back was slightly turned away from you, giving you a view of his side profile, his sharp eyes, tipped nose, perfect lips

"Eh?" A harsh voice brings you back to reality as a big figure approaches you, making you take a few steps back.

"Peh-yan, Pah-Chin, why don't you be welcoming with our guest!" Mitsuya walks forward in a soothing yet commanding tone, instantly making you loose your tense shoulders, feeling as if a huge weight was lifted off. "Ah~" Mitsuya takes a look at you, as your face turns tomato-red, "Your Y/N-chan right? Mikey and Emma's friend?" His smile offers a sanctuary of heaven, yet you start fumbling.

Fidgeting with your hands, you manage to let out a "Ah, Yes." to which Mitsuya only brightens a smile and beckons you to follow him to the other two boys, who you recognize as friends of Mikey's.

"Mikey talks about you a lot" Mitsuya starts in an attempt to break the silence, "Ah Well, not romantically" he blushes slightly, right around his nose, "I just uh see you around Emma a lot"

"Oh um yea, I know Mikey" you say in a soft and shy voice, and attempting to talk more, "I know Mikey, Draken, and Baji" you say again. Gosh you wish you could slap yourself in the face and be as confident and talkative as you are with your friends.

Mitsuya smiles at your blushing, as your friendship begins.

As the months went by, your life started entering Tomans. Though you weren't part of the gang, constant exposure to Emma, Mikey, and Hina made you feel a part of it, spiritually. The boys would always tell you what happened, showcasing their fight moves and often getting into quarrels with each other.

What really made you feel a part was the way they cared for you.

You remember how Draken carried to the doctor when you sprained your leg, or when Mikey cheered you up after you burned your favorite food. When the Kawaka twins' quarrels lifted your mood, and how Peh and Pah were so stupid yet confident. You liked Baji's rashfulness and Chifuyu's adoration. You related to Kazutora's home life and his awkwardness. But the person who cared most was Mitsuya. His lavender hair paradoxing the cherry blossoms yet still making him look so grand, his charming smile and caring personality making you fall head over heels.

~~~~~

You stood there in the rain, the bustling sound of Shibuya making your head run. You're going crazy

Drip, Drip, Drip

The raindrops piercing your head voic

The voices of people forcing you to cover your ears, tears strolling down your cheeks as you try to erase the loud voices of your parents shouting. Wishing the rain would drain it out

but

doesn't.

Your legs stop.

You don't know where you are.

You dont know what to do.

“Y/N?” A hand on ur shoulder makes the rain stop, u turn around to face the owner of the calming voice, who’s holding up an umbrella to shade u away from the tears

But it doesn’t. U try to turn ur face to him, but a glimpse of mitsuya’s lavender hair leaves u bawling, as he pulls u close. His hand right on your shoulder and his cheek bending down to your hair.

He walks you to a shade, and takes your shaking hands in his. “Y/N, what happened?” His voice is overtaken by concern. All he wants to do is hold you close in his arms, and comfort you forever. He wants to be by your side forever, and make sure you never have to feel scared. He wishes he could make your parents understand just how much they affect you.

He wants to take you far away with him where you’re safe.

He firms his grip on your hands and pulls them up to his face. His plump, soft lips embrace your knuckles when he plants a small kiss on them, moving his forehead on yours and placing his jacket on you.

“Y/N” he whispers close, his voice shaking and soft, “Y/N I love you.”

You want to tell him you love him too.

You want to hug him tight and find solace and comfort in his arms, his voice

But your paralyzed

“You’re safe with me. Your safe here”

Mitsuya continues, never letting go of u

“We all care about you, you parents may be fighting but don’t be scared” mitsuya lifts up your face and looks deep in your eyes, and tender small smile forming on his face

“We’ll always come for you”

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

A/N: I hope y’all enjoy!!! If u want a specific character don’t hesitate lol, I chose mitsuya cus he’s a caring bby and there’s always ppl out there like him who care a lot!

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Seasons kept on changing and soon, you would face one of the biggest changes of your whole life forever — the entrance exam.

Emma had graduated and entered a good university and as you watched how happy she was, it made you think about entering the same campus with her or somewhere else in Tokyo.

Roppongi had been treating you nice and it was a shame that you had to move out soon.

When you first came here, it felt like a fresh spring breeze; filling your head with things you have never done before and urging your hand to write them down as a bucket list, hoping you would also gain a new friend or two in exchange for the succumbing loneliness you felt the first time you slept here — missing Emma, Grampa, Mikey and Shin.

Shin...

Unconsciously, your fingertips made a beeline for your face; running it over your plump lips as the scene of Shin kissing you in the winter crossed your mind unannounced, still feeling like a guilty pleasure you wouldn't mind to indulge in if you were given a second chance to experience it.

Then again, you were left wondering why he never showed up to your place; wondering if he felt guilty and regretting the choice he made that night, ending his relationship with you in harsh winter and letting them stay forever at the back of his head.

Mikey was the same, too.

You weren't able to wait until he and Emma came back and fell asleep inside the kotatsu instead. The time you woke up, you were tucked in your bed and Mikey was already leaving to see his gang; leaving you with Emma and Shin to move the boxes.

Emma was really sad when she heard about you moving out of the Sano Household, but she was also as excited when you said this is the choice you made carefully with Grampa, hoping you'd be able to gain more friends there than before since everyone in Shibuya avoided you and Emma — also known as Mikey's sisters.

Shin, on the other hand, was quiet like a mouse. You would think that he was already dead if it wasn't for him moving everything into the truck in a hurry; saying that he'd leave early because he needed to open the shop before some kids made a ruckus that might try to ruin his business for being late.

Despite the promise you all had made, only Grampa and Emma visited you every week and vice versa; not seeing Shin and Mikey whenever you'd drop by the Sano Household — giving you a slight ick that slowly grew into anger before you finally outgrew it, thinking that it'd be the best for you not to engage with them anymore.

Looking at the small charm in your hand, a faint smile found itself to rest on your lips. It was pink with a tie in a similar colour and a pattern of your favourite flower covering it; a charm that represented you in the best way possible.

As your fingertips traced it, you felt a tight hug around your waist and turned your head around to see who it was; didn't expect him to be here as his brother made another grand entrance, earning a look from few other kids that recognised them.

"Yo, sugar!"

"Rin, don't be like that."

Ran looked at you with his usual smile, crossing his arms as a few people began to distance themselves from the two brothers and you while minding their own business.

Rin, who was still hugging you, looked over your shoulder and snatched the lucky charm away; trying to take a good look at it under the sun while keeping your arms close to you with his other hand, feeling in the mood of teasing you around before Ran took it from him and gave it back to you.

While Ran could understand that Rin would pull a stunt on you once in a while, his heart would never forgive me if he ever made you cry; and today was the time where he'd make sure to do that.

"Heh, child. Make sure to pass, 'aight? Make your family proud."

He dropped it onto your palm and held Rin close to him as the entrance gate was opened, watching you running inside as he mouthed 'good luck' in your direction; in which didn't get unnoticed by you before you mouthed back a 'thank you' and ran as fast as you could inside, keeping your charm close as a flash of everyone popped up inside your head.

I will make y'all proud and happy, just wait for it!

A soft sob escaped from your lips when you realised you made a few big mistakes during the test, letting the confidence take over you and forgetting to add important details — especially during the Math test.

"Sugar, what's wrong!"

Rin's voice called up to you, whisking you into a tight hug with his arms as he kissed your tears away; genuinely feeling worried about how this test might put a bigger toll on you than you coulda expect before.

"Nah, just realising mistakes I made during the test. I'm scared that it'll mess up my performance and answer. What if my first choice eliminated me because of that."

You huffed out, a trace of dried tears was visible on your face as your nose and cheeks turned red due to the cold air; while you may take it as one of the worst looks you could possibly have, Rin thought it was your cutest look.

He walked a few feet before you and squatted down, telling you to jump on his back; where you gave him a complaint and walked away instead, having your ankle caught by him in the middle of it.

"Sugar, stop crying..."

"I did twenty minutes ago."

"Why are you shaking then?"

"Cos, 'm starving, Rin."

You tightened your hold around his neck, feeling icked by the older man as he brought you to the nearest Lawson; dropping you off to the same table Ran was sitting on, hoping he could babysit you this time after you tried to strangle the younger Haitani with ease.

Ran placed two mentaiko noriben onigiri, two pork cutlet sandwiches and a bottle of cold green tea; looking at his brother you looked pale then to your grinning face as you opened the warm onigiri, looking at Ran with that look.

The look you always made whenever he gave you something, especially food.

The way your eyes would light up and get slightly bigger, trying to look him in the eyes as your cheeks got filled with the food he got; the look that made his heart swell a bit and his love for you grew bigger than yesterday's.

"Good work, pipsqueak. I'm sure you'll enter your first choice."

He placed his hand on top of your head, giving a small ruffle before you pushed his hand away to fix your hair; earning a collective chuckle when you shot them a warning glare, feeling angry at the both of those two for ruining your hair.

Leaning his head against his fist, Rindou watched your hair swaying around in the wind; comparing it with the one when you first met them back then.

The first time he saw you, he was too flabbergasted to hold himself from asking you,

How the fuck you fit in a giant eagle on your head!

Even though he tried to ask it in the least harsh way (since you're a girl and Rin hates listening to one crying), he ended up getting a chokehold from Ran; who was able to take a hold on you and subside the situation, apologising profusely on Rin's behalf.

But, then again, he wouldn't lie when he said he would bet thirty thousand yen to Rindou, saying your pouf must be at least nine centimeters and a wig.

Unfortunately, when both of them showed up in front of your apartment with a box of his favourite Mont Blanc as an apology (and to see how Rindou's allowances for the next three months will be in his hand), he knew right away that he lost the bet and Rindou got a hold on his allowance for this month.

As you opened the door and gave them permission to get inside, Ran almost let out a scream because you looked way so different from this morning.

You were wearing a pink sundress with a strawberry pattern and frills around the skirt; brewing a tea for two of them in a heart-shaped apron while cutting some fruits and small caked out of your fridge.

But, what made them even surprised was your face and hair.

You weren't wearing any excessive fake lashes, exaggerated shimmering eyeshadow in bold colour nor an overlined, nude lipstick on — hell, Ran would even say that you're a natural beauty and would kiss your feet if you promised him not to wear those anymore from now on.

Meanwhile, Rindou was contemplating asking you the whereabouts of your wig because right now, you were wearing your pastel pink hair down with loose curls hanging barely over the floor; something that he would never consider existed until today.

N-no giant eagle!

As if he could see your thoughts behind that small head, Rindou looked outside as you placed the drink and snacks on the coffee table; an unfazed look wouldn't leave his face while he was literally panicking inside and Ran was trying his best to handle the secondhand embarrassment his brother made this morning.

Sipping on the warm tea you made, Ran gave you the Mont Blanc he bought on the way to here; hoping that the three of you could live in harmony since he lived right beside you with Rindou.

"Thank you so much for the considerate gift, I'll keep it inside the fridge now."

He watched you walk back to the kitchen, second guessing himself about how you were exactly his type if it wasn't for that god awful look you were in for.

I won, but at what cost...

"Do you think she has anything that's fat-free and high in protein here?"

"Rindou, that's a fucking cream roll cake!"

Spending years with each other brought the three of you closer than ever and started not to leave out anyone; including buying new clothes, making an appointment at the salon and matching OOTD whenever you were available for a hang-out.

"Pips, don't you ever think about changing your hair?"

Ran took a streak of your hair, watching the colour start to get washed off and expose a white silver hair underneath it; feeling curious if it was the base or your real hair colour.

Taking your time to think about it, you had never actually changed your hair into another colour except for pink since it was one of the most recommended colours the time you dyed your hair for the first time at a salon (except when you dyed it black for the university entrance exam).

"I'll probably say, no. I want to remove it off my hair and probably cut my hair shorter — like, around my knees and cut my side bangs 'til here?"

You held your side bang and slid your fingers over it until it reached right below your shoulders, earning a glance from both brothers who agreed with it as the three of you entered your regular hairstylist — only to have two of them hiding their choices from you.

Stating that it was for an exclusive secret that could be talked about between Haitani only.

Rolling your eyes at the older one's statement, you could only let out a huff before going to the back to wash your hair as the two brothers sat down at the corner of the salon, reading down magazines that were placed on the table.

"Haitani..."

Rindou raised his head when he heard someone call his name out, finding Mikey looking at him sharp through the thick front glass before he stepped into the lounge; expecting an answer from this pair of brothers for ignoring his calls and texts for days.

Ran was the first one who told him to sit down, asking Mikey in advance not to create a fight since this place was his favourite and he had been a regular for years — not wanting to risk getting blacklisted again.

As if Mikey had been looking for them, he placed a document on the coffee table; asking Ran to review the proposal that Kisaki and Hanma brought from Yokohama.

Minutes turned into an hour and half yet the three of them still couldn't find any loophole they could possibly exploit; no chance for them but Mikey still wanting to be able to seize Yokohama through this.

"Ran, it's your turn now!"

Your head popped up from behind the wall, looking at Ran with a small pout as his hairstylist was still preparing the water, asking for you to call for him since he hadn't walked in for a while; finding a man with silver undercut sitting down with them instead.

Mikey grasped the armrest tightly when he heard your voice, hoping he was wrong only to find it was really you.

As his anger was already at its peak, his nails were dug into the expensive leather while Ran tried to pull his hand away, not wanting to see himself kicked out for Mikey's misbehaviour.

"Ah, fuck."

#series : the lost treasure

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