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chuuyrr · 2 years

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HI CHUU!! can i request a oneshot with baby scarlet witch disappearing from toman's sight so they call tenjiku just to find out she's gone?? like everyone despairs and looks for her quickly only to find her along with brahman/black dragons (please no dead characters and no family problems here 🥺) thank you!!!

scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader with brahman

jujutsu kaisen x reader x tokyo revengers

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): nobody dies au & no family problems, possible spoilers for tokyo revengers, izana swearing and speaking in tagalog because i just know he does when he's panicking, everyone losing their sh!t because you went missing, major themes of fluff and crack, definitely ooc characters lmao

╰➤ PAIRING(s): platonic! tokyo revengers x reader (mainly toman, tenjiku and brahman)

hello!! :) thank you so much for requesting and for being patient, and no worries, i got'chu haha get it? 'cause my screen name is *gets hit by a slipper* anyway, enjoy ♡

takemichi was well aware that he was holding your hand tightly while mikey and the rest of toman dealt with a gang. he only looked away for a fraction of a second, and when he looked back, the weight on his hand was gone, and so were you. it was as if you'd disappeared into thin air.

oh no, this cannot be. takemichi's mind went completely blank. he took a look around, panic rising in his throat, fearful that you had slipped into the conflict between the two gangs fighting in this abandoned lot.

the frantic faux-hawk blonde haired boy cried out, scanning the area. "[name]-chan?!"

"takemitchy! what are you yelling for?" mikey yelled, but only after landing a sharp high-roundhouse kick on a delinquent he was facing. his dark eyes widened as he realized takemichi was empty-handed. "where's [name]-chan?"

"[name]-chan's missing!!" takemichi yelled back, his voice resonating across the parking lot.

when toman heard you were gone, they came to a halt for a split second, as if a switch on their backs had been flipped. each of them was now emitting an ominous aura.

toman immediately began speeding up things. the opposing gang was bewildered and eventually beaten to the bone as toman went crazy with fists and kicks while asking them if they had seen a [color]-haired child with [color] eyes and even threatened them, thinking they had kidnapped you from takemichi.

"oi! you better give us back [name]! we will fucking kill you, ya' here us?!" baji violently shook the delinquent he was gripping by the collar. "give us back our kid. now."

before being pummeled to the ground, the poor young man sputtered out, "w-we didn't take the kid from you! we swear!"

however, by the time they were done, you still weren't found.

"well, crap. they really didn't take [name]." draken scoffed, scratching the back of his neck as he looked down at the unconscious bodies of the entire gang they had just fought.

"weren't you holding her hand at all?" pah-chin's eyes narrowed into a glare that was directed to takemichi.

takemichi gulped as he waved his hands in the air defensively, "i was holding her hand! i promise, i was!"

"let's not point fingers." mitsuya said, letting out a long sigh and placing a hand on takemichi's and pah-chin's shoulders. "this was bound to happen eventually. [name] isn't from our world, remember? she's a baby with telekinetic powers who comes from a world of curses."

"do you think she returned back to hers?" chifuyu inquired, blinking.

kazutora folded his arms across his chest, "if she did, she would have told us. [name]-chan always says her goodbyes."

"maybe her powers acted up for some reason? [name]-chan doesn't exactly have full control of her powers. she can only do so much at her own will," takemichi speculated.

"either way, it's not safe for [name]-chan to be here on her own. she's still a kid. even if she has the powers of a god, she can still get hurt," mikey exclaimed before turning to the rest of his gang members besides takemichi and the founding members, "everyone, look for [name]! go!"

gang members flooded the streets of shibuya, each one calling out your name, but you were never found. toman even checked your favorite places, from the pier to your favorite restaurants and parks. as everyone returned empty-handed to mikey, he was forced to call his adoptive older brother, who he knows rules yokohama with his own, much larger gang. tenjiku was, after all, close to you.

"mikey? what do you want?"

a gruff, almost agitated voice came from the phone mikey had brought to his ear. it was izana. he didn't particularly like mikey, or at least that's what mikey thinks considering how cold and blunt izana was with him almost all the time.

"[name]-chan's missing." mikey swallowed thickly as he scratched the nape of his neck, "we don't know where she went. we looked everywhere. is [name]-chan there?"

"putangina ano? [name]'s not here with me!" when izana learned of your disappearance, he found himself raising his voice, "how could you lose her? since when?!"

"just earlier, izana-nii." mikey said sadly, "i thought [name]-chan might go there to see you and tenjiku."

"tch, you should have paid her more extra careful attention. the last time [name] was here in yokohama we found her standing on top of a construction beam!" izana deeply sighed, "i'll have my men look for her, but don't stop looking for her there, alright?"

"we won't izana-nii, promise. not until [name]-chan is found." mikey answered firmly.

with that, you had not only toman looking for you, but also tenjiku, yokohama's largest and most dangerous gang. at this point, everyone is in full blown panic. after several hours, you were still missing. you were not to be found in shibuya or yokohama, and that is certain, because you were in shinjuku.

you were on your own when you collided with a figure, causing you to fall on your bum from the impact.

"oh, no! are you okay?" the person rushed to your aid, gently pulling you up and inspecting you for injuries. "you're not hurt, are you?"

as you lifted your head and faced the young woman with big, curious [color] eyes, her green eyes widened as she realized who you were. you were fushiguro [name], the same kid who's close with toman, the same one that her older brother talks about, and you too, recognized who you just bumped into. she was akashi senju, or better known as kawaragi senju. you've seen her around mikey and emma's house before apart from baji and haruchiyo, hanging out there and being good friends with the sano's.

"senju-nee?"

as you recognized her, a smile spread across your face. "senju-nee!" you exclaimed joyfully, wrapping your tiny arms around her waist and burying your face in her abdomen like an affectionate cat.

"hey, isn't that [name]?" takeomi, senju's other older brother, peered over her shoulder.

"it really is you! what are you doing here in shinjuku, [name]-chan?" senju smiled softly at you, gently patting your head and allowing you to embrace her. "but where is mikey? is he with you or are you with takemichi?" she asked, looking left and right.

"it's just me!" you explained before making grabby-hands to her. "up-up."

"eh? how did you get here, then?" senju's face lit up with surprise as she picked you up and carried you in her arms.

"i used my wiggly-woos!" you chirped, showing her your red glowing hands.

"you mean to tell me this kid came here all by herself?" the purple-blonde haired man, who was with senju and takeomi, blinked as the dango stick he had been chewing fell from his mouth.

"right, i forgot you had powers; mikey, takemichi, and haru-nii mentioned them to me before," senju sighed, shaking her head before smiling at you. "but you shouldn't show your wiggly-woos magic out here in the open, okay? it's not safe, so put those away."

you nodded in understanding and immediately dissipated your red psionics. "okay!"

your stomach had let out a small growl, causing a blush to spread across your cheekbones, just as senju and the rest of the men accompanying her should have been interrogating you further.

"heh, looks like someone’s hungry." the tall, muscular, platinum blonde-haired man pointed out, softly chuckling.

"you haven't eaten yet, have you?" senju inquired, giggling as she booped your nose before you shook your head in shame. "you poor thing! don't worry, my big bro will buy you food. right, take-nii?" she looked past her shoulder to face takeomi.

"okay, let's get the kid something to eat first," takeomi sighed at his little sister before reaching out his hands to you, "i'll carry her for you, senju."

"no! i want senju-nee!" you immediately wrapped your tiny arms around senju's neck and pressed your cheek against senju's, mustering up the best glare you could muster, even if it just made you look even cuter. "i don't know you!"

"oh, right. you haven't met take-nii before, have you [name]-chan?" senju pointed out, smiling as she gently patted your back, to which you responded by shaking your head. "this is takeomi, he's my older brother," she said, motioning to the tall and slender man with a slicked-back black and blond mullet and a scar across his right eye.

"i thought haru-nii was your brother." you furrowed your brows, still feeling intimidated.

"ah, he is. both of them are my older brothers." senju explained to you briefly. "take-nii is just as nice as haru-nii, i promise."

a frown deepened on your face, "he doesn't look like you and haru-nii at all. he looks scary."

as the two other men with senju and takeomi burst out laughing at your statement, takeomi held a rather surprised and slightly offended but amusing expression.

"am i really that intimidating?" takeomi sweat-dropped as he pointed at himself, and you nodded repeatedly in response.

"what about us, do you recognize us?" as the four of them walked with senju carrying you in her arms, the man with purple-blonde hair gently tapped your arm, lazily smiling at himself and the other.

you took a brief look at the two of them, blinking as you took in their appearance. you noticed how the man with purple and blonde hair reminded you of ran and rindou, the haitani brothers you adored from tenjiku, particularly with his droopy lilac eyes. the muscular man with platinum blonde hair was as intimidating as takeomi, but he seemed softer for some reason. nonetheless, you shook your head. you've never seen them before.

"this is wakasa, and that's benkei." senju introduced you promptly, "i thought for sure you'd recognize them. "especially takeomi. they're friends with mikey's older brother."

"zana-nii?" you tipped your head in confusion.

"ah, no. the other older brother who lives with mikey and emma, shinichiro." senju corrected, instantly knowing you were referring to izana.

your eyes lit up in recognition, "oh, shin-nii!"

they eventually brought you to a restaurant in shinjuku and couldn't stop staring at how you ate with your cheeks all puffed up adorably as you shoveled spoonfuls of food into your mouth.

instead of asking you questions, senju, takeomi, wakasa, and benkei ended up telling you about them while you ate. you learned that senju has a gang called brahman in shinjuku, and that takeomi, wakasa, and benkei used to be in a gang called black dragons, with shinichiro as the leader, but that was before shinichiro retired and went run a bike shop owned by himself. they, as first generation members, offered their assistance when senju expressed her desire to create brahman, which you thought was cool.

senju and them were on their way to return you to mikey in shibuya after eating with them when you ended up dragging them to an amusement park along the way. takeomi, wakasa, and benkei ended up taking you to the said amusement park, letting you and senju play games and ride attractions because they didn't have any other options, especially since senju is equally childish and playful as you.

the two gangs have decided to join forces in order to better search for you, and the amusement park has become frantic as a massive horde of people dressed in red and black gang uniforms, riding motorcycles speeding through, calling out your name in desperation. toman and tenjiku were conducting a search, and mikey and izana were on the front lines.

"[name]-chan?! [name]-chan!!"

toman and tenjiku would almost certainly be reported for flooding the amusement parks with their yelling and bikes, but that was the least of their worries right now.

"hey, isn't that [name]-chan?!" takemichi pointed at you from a distance.

toman and tenjiku were completely speechless when they saw you on wakasa's shoulders. takeomi and benkei were wearing amusement park headbands like wakasa and holding a bunch of animal balloons while senju was eating and handing you the other half of her twin ice pop. it was a sight to see the former and first generation black dragons to be so domestic with you and senju. to be fair, it's not something you see every day.

"[name]-chan!!"

everyone yelled for you as they dismounted their motorcycles, causing senju and the first generation black dragons to turn and gasp at the sheer number of toman and tenjiku charging at them at once.

brahman screamed in unison before being flooded by the onslaught of gang members from both gangs, "toman?! tenjiku?!"

"are you guys, okay?" senju sweat-dropped as she looked at each of them, noting how they all had tears in their eyes, especially takemichi.

"w-we were looking for [name]-chan everywhere!" takemichi sobbed, sniffling as he brought an arm to cover his eyes. "i was holding her hand earlier when s-she just disappeared without a trace."

izana exclaimed, pointing to his adoptive younger brother who stood beside him. "tangina, akala ko talaga may nangyari kay [name]. muntikan na siya malintikan sa akin."

"why did you run off like that, [name]-chan? you gave us the scare of a lifetime." mikey buried his face in his hands, not wanting to cry in front of hundreds of people at the sight of you being okay.

you tilted your head to look at mikey, izana, takemichi, and the other gangs who sought out to find you, before happily smiling and giggling innocently, clearly unaware of the chaos you had just caused.

"i got hungry!"

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kzuhae · 24 days

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𝓑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝓕𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃’𝐒 𝓑𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑(𝓢)!

── SANO BROTHERS┊TOKYO REVENGERS

premise. emma sano’s brothers are off limits, no matter how much you want them— or how much they want you.

content. sano brothers / f!reader. smut. dark content. best friend’s older brother(s) trope. mini series : three parts. age gap (1, 4 and 11 years). reader has known the brothers since childhood. dubcon. manipulation / coercion. virginity loss. car sex. drug use (cigarettes). petnames. drummer!izana. pervert / creep!sano brothers. penetrative sex. no protection. alcohol. band!tenjiku. corruption. possessive behaviour.

more specific tags found in each fic’s description.

interactions & reblogs are appreciated .ᐟ ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

¹new message from jia ෆ sano brothers have my heart btw

comment if you want to be on the taglist! (must be 18+)

── AM I YOUR TYPE, PRETTY? c. 2009

⌗ emma’s brother, manjiro sano : one year older.

content. smut. dubcon. alcohol. drunk / tipsy sex. car sex. unprotected sex. manipulation ++. coercion. virginity loss. fingering (f). pervert!mikey. marking. slight childhood friends. edging. reader is shorter than mikey. praise &&. a little degradation.

you told emma your feelings for her older brother weren’t anything serious— but what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her, right?

── LET ME HEAR YOU SCREAM! c. 2011

⌗ emma’s brother, izana kurokawa : four years older.

content. smut. dubcon. unprotected sex. manipulation ++. coercion. hair pulling. fingering (f). pervert!izana. slight vouyerism &&. exhibitionism. marking. mild choking. nipple play. degradation ++. praise. riding. improper use of instruments. izana has a tongue piercing.

after mikey, you swore you would never fuck another one of emma’s brothers— but maybe one time with izana is okay. . . ?

── WE’RE NOT SLEEPING TONIGHT. c. 2015

⌗ emma’s brother, shinichiro sano : eleven years older.

content. smut. dubcon. drug use. unprotected sex. manipulation ++. coercion. fingering (f). pervert!shinichiro. creampie. oral (f). doggy / prone bone. marking. praise. squirting. edging. overstimulation. service dom!shinichiro. tummy bulge. creampie / breeding kink. missionary.

shinichiro’s tactics won’t work on you now that you’ve been through his brothers, but who do you think they learned it from?

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girlrindou · 4 months

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warmup

#i really wish i knew how to write because i wanted to write smth ab this but i drew it instead #tokyo revengers #東卍fa #rindou haitani #東京リベンジャーズ #tokyo revengers fanart #fanart #haitani brothers #haitani rindou #sketch #rindou haitani x reader

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ranhaitanisgf · 4 months

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hi hana! congrats on 2k followers once again and if it’s not too much of a bother, i’d like to have a mikey fluff/crack “oblivious best friends” & “stuck together” scenario/hc (whichever works for you) where it was after school hours and everyone in toman is looking for mikey ☺️ i really hope this combination is something new skjdjsjss thank you in advance!! 💕

—manjiro [mikey] sano // oblivious best friends // stuck together

☆ ˎˊ˗ KATIEEE hiiii im sryyy i took sooooo long for this my disappearance from tumblr messed things up 😔 idk how i did on this tbh !! i hope youve been doing well !! and also ur idea was so cutee wahh i hope i did it justice !! xoxo

☆ ˎˊ˗ gn!reader

☆ ˎˊ˗ wc ; 1.5k+

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“...mikey.”

“yeah?”

“how long are we gonna stay here?” the boy in front of you hummed, thinking for a moment as he swirled the lollipop in his mouth.

“until they find us.” you sighed at him, leaning your head back against the wall. you could hear rapid footsteps in the hallway, people running around yelling mikey’s name, unaware of the fact that he was sitting in the classroom they just passed by.

he hadn’t given you much explanation when he grabbed you and pulled you into the classroom, though you think you have a basic idea of what was going on; all you could say was, it was very mikey.

“so, what exactly is the point in hiding from everyone?”

“it’s funny!” he grinned, crunching down on his lollipop. “but also ‘cause the doors in this classroom are broken; they only open from the outside, so i’ve been waiting for someone to come by and open them from the outside.”

“huh?! why’d you drag me in here then? wait, how did you even do that?”

“i dunno, but i just saw you and it was boring here by myself.” he shrugged, not seeming to think it was a big deal. “aaand you’ve skipped out on the last couple of meetings, so i missed you.” he pouted, a childish look on his face. “where were you?!”

“mikey, i told you weeks ago that i would be busy studying for exams…don’t you remember?” you sighed. “i even texted you before all the meetings that i wouldn’t be coming!”

“whatever.” mikey said flippantly, the same pout still on his face. “you owe me snacks for not showing up.”

“okay, okay, just stop making that face.” you said, pulling at mikey’s cheeks. “you’re making me look like a bad person.”

“oi, stahppp, it hurtsss!” he grumbled. you eventually relented, sighing as you looked around the classroom.

“even being here with someone else is boring. can’t we just leave and go get food?”

“but i’m testing them! they have to know how to find their leader!” mikey insisted, crossing his arms.

“but you’re literally hiding from them on purpose. how are they supposed to find you?”

“they can figure that out themselves!”

“right…” you answered, giving up on trying to make him see reason. you really were hungry; you hadn’t eaten since you had that milk bread from lunch, which wasn’t a whole lot of food. “if you’re insisting on keeping us here, then you’re gonna pay for my meal after this.”

“ken-chin will pay for it, but okay!”

“no, you’re going to pay for it. i don’t care if you’re broke; you deserve to have no money for keeping me here.”

“hey, that’s so mean!”

“yeah, and you’re being mean right now by not letting us go so i can eat. i ought to just-” you stood up from where the two of you were sitting to avoid being seen, “-let them see me and then tell them where you are!” mikey’s eyes widened, motioning for you to sit back down, but you stood firm, not moving from your spot.

“oi, sit down! they have to find me on their own!”

“no! this is ridiculous! i’m hungry and i shouldn’t have to be kept at school any longer-agh!” while you were talking, mikey grabbed your hand, pulling you down with a surprising amount of strength, making you lose your balance and topple over.

“urgh, what the hell-...” you suddenly cut off your words when you realized the position you were in.

because mikey had been sitting right next to your standing form, you had fallen right on top of him, the space between your faces being very small as the two of you stared at each other. the space between your bodies was even less, and you swore that he could feel your quickening heartbeat from how close the two of you were, (you didn’t even want to think about how you could feel the warmth from his body right now).

you knew that you should probably be clambering off of him right now and bonking him on the head for pulling you down so hard, but for some reason, your body was frozen, not knowing what to do. on the one hand, you knew you probably shouldn’t be staying here for so long, but on the other hand, you wanted him to do or say something, anything, to make you think that he wasn’t just an oblivious teenage boy, (how could he have not noticed your feelings this whole time?!)

“(y/n)...” he whispered, his breath fanning against your cheeks due to your close proximity.

“y-yeah?”

“can you get off? you’re kinda heavy.” at his words, you immediately scrambled off of him, your heart beating a million beats per minute, this time due to embarrassment. as soon as he got up, you slapped the back of his head, making him yell a loud ‘ow!’.

“that’s what you get for pulling me so hard, asshole! i don’t get why you’re so adamant about staying here!” you yelled, feeling more shame and embarrassment than anger. you leaned your head back against the wall, wondering why you thought that anything would be different this time.

it’s not normal for best friends to have feelings for each other, so why were you mad at him?

this time, you felt the silence between the two of you to be unbearable, almost enough to make you scream with frustration. you didn’t though, instead choosing to just have your own internal monologue until you could make it out of the classroom.

“(y/n)-chan? what’s wrong?”

“nothing, i’m just tired as fuck. wake me up when we get found or whatever.” you murmured, laying down on the floor, not caring about the dust and first getting on your uniform. maybe if you laid down like this, the earth would swallow you up and save you from this embarrassment.

you weren’t sure how much time passed like that, though you were sure that the silence filled the room for quite a while, only being interrupted by draken and takemichi’s yells in the hallway. suddenly, you heard some shuffling, wondering if maybe mikey was going to give up and let the two of you finally be found.

you’d already gone too long pretending to be asleep, so even though you wanted to see what mikey was doing, you didn’t make a peep even when you could feel him getting closer to you.

what is he doing?

your question was answered just a moment later when you felt his hand on your cheek, brushing some of your hair out of your face, (you were hoping that your cheeks weren’t getting flushed right about now).

“hm, i was able to hold back this time, but you really test me sometimes, (y/n).” after that, you felt his hand pull away, leaving you in much more confusion than before. what in the world was he talking about?

a few minutes later, you heard him opening the window to the classroom, yelling for draken. when he arrived, he started chewing mikey out for disappearing for so long, which was when you decided to ‘wake up’.

“hmm, you finally decided to give up that little stunt, mikey?” you asked, standing up and rubbing your eyes to make it seem like you were actually sleeping. “took you long enough.”

“it got more boring sitting there since you fell asleep.” mikey answered, shrugging his shoulders. he kept the same lighthearted expression on his face as he started to get another earful from draken.

“you did this on purpose?! we’ve got stuff to do!!” he yelled, his face twisted in frustration. “it’s been a whole goddamn hour!!”

“sorry, sorry.”

you walked away from the two over to the door, trying to open it just to see. much to your surprise, it opened up, not showing any sign of the locked issue that mikey had claimed it’d had earlier.

when you looked over at him, all he did was shrug, a smug smirk on his face.

“you little shit! it was open this whole time?! i’m gonna actually kill you this time!!” you yelled, running at mikey. he swiftly dodged you and went out the door behind you, running into the hallway to get away from you.

“catch me if you can!!” you heard him tease in the distance, fueling your anger even more.

“when i catch you, it’s so over for you!!” you shouted, sprinting out of the classroom after him.

as you chased him, he looked back at you, laughing and saying something that you couldn’t catch. despite the fact that you were acting so mad at him right now, you couldn’t help but admire how the light from the sunset reflected off of his skin, highlighting his playful smile and blonde locks bouncing in the air.

you supposed that this was fine, for now.

(mikey ended up paying for your entire meal out of his own pocket, leaving him with 200 yen to his name).

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kallikrein · 2 years

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CAUGHT DOING THE NASTY (Part 3)

— with hanemiya kazutora, inui (inupi) seishu and kokonoi (koko) hajime.

genre. smut and my another attempt at crack. MDNI.

contains. fem!reader, explicit content, definitely ooc and bad as fuck writing.

word count. 1.9k.

note. gahhhh, i’m back with part three. oh sheesh. this was supposed to be for inupi only, but i added koko and tora bcos of @sugokawata. hehe. also koko’s was a bit rushed and meh…

requested.

HANEMIYA KAZUTORA

One thing was painfully certain for Kazutora.

And that was he couldn’t hold his needy moans any much longer.

“Babe,” you heard him gasp. His arms were placed behind the back of the chair, untied but unable to move freely since you commanded him not to do so — how you bargained you would make him cum multiple times if he stayed still.

He thought he could actually do it.

But oh, how wrong he was.

It’s been torture — an hour of sweet yet consistently denied gratification, with you sinking down and grinding your hips against him. Your warm wetness wholly swallowing his proud cock, only to pull back and leave him hanging whenever you feel him near explosion.

“Babe,” he panted against your bruised lips. Heavy puffs of breaths that were low against the opening of your mouth. You couldn’t help but to bite his lip as you naturally tighten yourself around his shaft, and his light-colored eyes visibly rolled back by the sudden action. “Please,” Kazutora begged once more.

“Please what, Tora?” Cooing at him as you gyrated your hips to a gentle rotation, you plant soft kisses all over his face — the corner of his lips, his jaw, his soft cheeks, the mole beneath his eye, all the while snaking your arms around his neck, willing to give him anything that he asks.

“Make me cum… Babe… I wanna cum… so bad...”

Dizzy from his breathy voice, you conceded, “Hmm, your wish is my command, love.”

You lifted yourself up as tender as you could, and caught a glimpse of the sheen born of your arousal veiling his length. Your swollen cunt clenched once more while Kazutora’s hips rose out of instinct, meeting your thrusts head on even though his hands were still in place.

“Oh, Tora,” you breathed against the sweat trickling down his neck, biting the tattoo, as well, that decorated his skin. “You make me feel so good.”

He moaned in an instant, not wasting any chances, given that you knew how much you like hearing them — more so, how he absolutely loves being complimented by you.

You swallowed it all with your eager lips and invasive tongue, sending both of your desires to the peak of pleasure only you two know about, not realizing the blushing form of a black-haired boy who’s watching the scene of you reaching highs unfold right before his very eyes.

“R-right there… Ah, I’m so close…”

“A-ah, Tora… I’m gonna…”

“Oi?!” Chifuyu finally broke his silence. Panicked gaze turned to the side, but to be sure, he also lifted the unbothered cat to his eye level. “Don’t you two live in the same apartment?! Why do you have to do that here?!”

However, Chifuyu’s tantrum wasn’t enough to stop Kazutora from teetering over the edge. He couldn’t give a damn if this wasn’t the place, or how extremely inappropriate it was, or if it would be the sole reason for him losing this job — he was tormented for a fucking good hour, pleasurably so, and that’s why he didn’t give a damn as long as he was reaping his sweet reward.

“Ah, fuck,” he huffed after filling your twitching walls with his heavy load of cum. “Did you…?”

“I did,” shyly hiding your face on the crook of his neck. “Send Chifuyu away, Tora… Good heavens…”

“You heard the lady,” Kazutora pointed out the newcomer. “Go away, you pervert,” he couldn’t help but add the last bit.

INUI “INUPI” SEISHU

For some time, Seishu didn’t like the idea of doing it anywhere outside your house. He was content within the safe space that was your bedroom, and he couldn’t be any more happier than having the convenience to cradle your spent form afterwards.

But seeing how this impromptu date took a sharp turn, your gentle pecks turning into passionate caresses, he couldn’t exactly turn you down when you, yourself, instigated to be fucked inside and out in a cramped photobooth.

“This is what you want?” He murmured against the shell of your ear, hands unzipping his pants. He regarded the way you push back your bottoms against his lap as he kissed the back of your head tenderly, it was borderline adorable. “Naughty girl. You do know there’s a camera in front of us, right?”

Instead of answering his question, you grabbed his large hands to place them on your clothed tits, palming them through his touch. Not a moment later, he willingly dove them under your dress, under your bra to grope them endlessly as if he’s a man stressed out.

“Hurry, Seishu. I want you inside me…”

He made a noise from the back of his throat, burrowing his face in your hair as he raised you up, aligning his hardness to your wet, quivering hole before sitting you back down, completely impaled with his throbbing cock. “So fucking eager.”

Snap.

Together with the photobooth’s shots consistently taking, Seishu guided you up and down, embedding to his mind how every inch of your cunt was deliciously stretching against his tip, how you anchor yourself with his arms only to bounce back down then back up, how you suckle on his fingers as if it’s his cock you were slurping in.

That was until you’ve had enough of his gentle stalling, taking over and riding him backwards vigorously whilst he desperately silenced your rapid movements with a messy kiss when, all of a sudden, a call blared through the constrained silence of the cramped room.

“Don’t answer it,” you warned, slamming yourself still with his heavy cock despite the disturbance.

“It’s Koko.” Grunting, he halted your movements and gave you another kiss as some sort of lame excuse. “Sorry.”

He fumbled for his phone, fingers immediately clicking the answer button after making sure he didn’t sound too much out of breath. “What’s u—”

“Bastard, I can clearly see the two of you fucking. Fucking horndogs. Hurry up before the security arrives!” Without giving him any chance to speak, Koko ended the call.

Seishu turned to his now-black phone screen, flabbergasted, before pointing his incredulity at you, “How in the world?”

“I told you,” he heard you sigh. Although, he knew you were far from being annoyed seeing there’s still a heady glint in your loving gaze. “Rain check?”

KOKONOI “KOKO” HAJIME

The weekend passed by far quicker than usual and before Kokonoi was aware of it, he was already spending a hefty amount of cash on the fanciest room that the hotel was able to offer.

And yet, it was mediocre at best.

“It looks fine to me.”

Of course, this would be acceptable to you. You’ve always not cared much for grandioseness, for extravagance; but that didn’t mean he was looking down on your preferences. He was the one who chose this luxurious lifestyle after all.

That was why he merely shrugged, took off his outer clothing and leaned against the wall, “You deserve better than this.”

His timid response made you grin. You jumped over the bed just to test how soft it was, and beckoned him to come beside you in hopes of comforting him.

Koko begrudgingly did, and if not for the fact you wore quite the sexy outfit, he wouldn’t simply take this atrocity just like that at all.

“Lay down,” you commanded. Again, he followed.

To say he was excited was an understatement. It wasn’t as if you two didn’t go at it all the time, but since he’s an extremely busy person, he couldn’t do much but give you pleasure with the expertise of his tongue until his remaining energy was depleted.

“Arms up.”

This time, he tilted his head to the side, “What are you up to?”

Only a giggle and a wink were sent his way, so throwing all cautions to the wind, he raised his arms and you were swift enough to spread them apart. “Don’t move,” you beamed. “Trust me?”

“Might as well since I’m getting hard with all your shenanigans.”

“Good.”

He watched you move away, going through your small luggage and scouring through it like a madwoman fully determined. Only to pull out a silk scarf — one that he had gifted you for your job well done in giving him head whilst driving — and your furry cuffs.

“Is that—?”

“Tut tut tut. No questions allowed.” Koko closed his mouth shut after that, but the thrill and delight of not knowing what’s going to happen bled its way through his expression.

He was obedient. Letting you chain him up with your own constraints, tugging it even just to see if he could try to get out of it. For him, it seemed like you’re giving him a mini show, considering you were too sultry with your gestures, too arousing; before his vision was totally engulfed with darkness.

Now his other senses were heightened.

He could sense you moving around the room, a flick of metal for a few times which had his skin prickling in excitement, and then the scent of something like bergamot and musk eventually filling his nostrils.

“Do you know how much I’ve always wanted to do this?” You asked, voice laced with so much desire which swelled a heavy ache deep within his gut that he now realized was the same yearning as much as you have.

“I’ve always, always wanted to see you like this,” you purred as you crawled back to the bed. Smooth skin against the pads of your fingers when you gingerly stroked his thighs, a labored breath when you slowly undid his trousers. “You look so pretty like this, Koko…”

He then remembered how he shouldn’t move — to let you have all the fun and pleasure you’ve always been wanting; that, as of that moment, he was nothing but a man who’s going to serve his woman the way she told him to do.

And he did just as you initially asked.

Koko didn’t move when you licked the underside of his cock, gently at first then roughly before enveloping his length within your salivating mouth. Your head bobbing up and down so wantonly that he could feel your eagerness in every slobber you did.

He didn’t move either when you fondled his balls, all the while flicking your warm tongue on his tip until the involuntarily twitching of erected muscle was done before he could even help it — no, he merely settled for pants, gasps and mewls; letting his wanton voice be heard out in the open, mindful of you instinctively delighting in his reactions.

“So good,” he groaned while you hummed in agreement.

That was until a resounding blast went off.

“Wha—?”

“Oh shit, shit, shit, shit.” Upon hearing your curses, he tried to move but his cuffed arms held him still. There were furious blows from your end, and Koko was near point yelling as he repeatedly asked you the same, goddamned question.

“What’s happening?!?”

And then, there were hurried knocks on the door.

He heard the rustling of clothes before the unlocking of the door, followed by a sheepish greeting. “Uh, hi…”

“Ma’am, is there any open fire?”

Wait. What?

“No, no! It isn’t like that!”

“Are you sure—oh!”

“I’m—”

“Uh, I’ll forget I saw anything. Just don’t flame up the candles again.”

“Thank you…” You closed the door after that, only to look back on the bed and see your very naked boyfriend, who was now tense, securely tied up to the headboard.

“Ah, Koko! Please forgive me!”

< Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4 (?) >

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marycarabell · 2 years

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Happy Birthday to my beloved Sano Manjiro

(Mikey (8/20))💕

Comment down below any tokyo revengers character/s should I draw? 👇👇

Different timelines of him👀👀 I still believe that he can have a happy ending!

I just want to give him all the love, hugs and kisses he deserve. This bby is one my favorite characters on tokyo revengers, when I first saw him and be a mikey apologist!

Anyways I hope you enjoy this wonderful gift and let's celebrate mikey's birthday!

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(hearts and reblogs are very much appreciated 💕)

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white-poppie · 2 years

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New addiction

A/N: Things I like about Mikey: His two best friends (Draken and Mitsuya) and His older brother. Why simp for the shrimp when you can simp for the much hotter, smarter and more mentally stable big brother?

Character: S.Shinichiro x G! n reader Genre: Angst to Fluffiest fluff ever Warnings: smoking, manga spoilers

Song recommendation: Strawberries and Cigarettes by Troye Sivan

Tokyo 卍 Revengers (東京卍リベンジャーズ)

Shinichiro Sano never thought that he would grow up to be a chain-smoker. His hazy eyes flickered between the lights of his shop and the unlit cigarrete.

He grew up while nursing Manjirou and Emma, selflessly, thinking that he never had a childhood of his own. Acting as an only family to Izana Kurokawa and running a bike shop and a gang.

Shinichiro Sano never had time for himself, yet wondered if he had done something wrong in raising Manjirou. What in the actual world was that boy thinking when he attacked Haruchiyo? To think he would simply...rip open the sides of his mouth, all for a toy.

He could have asked him to get a new one. The maniacal look on his face when he ordered Haru to smile with his mouth ripped open. To think a mere child of both more than 7 years...

Shinichiro took a shaky breath a ran a hand on his face, distressed.

You rolled open the shutter of the garage, "Shin?"

Almost tripping on one of the petrol bottles, you make your way to the boy and sat beside him.

"Wakasa told me you were here," you replied. He hummed

Your eyebrows scrunched and you took the unlit death sick from his hand.

"Stop smoking when you are stressed, think of some healthy coping mechanisms."

He sighed and leaned his head back on the wall, "did Waka tell you?"

You nodded and leaned your head back too.

"Y'know you should take help from a professional for Mikey, its not child's play anymore."

He chuckled ironically and closed his eyes, "must've done something wrong in raising that brat."

"Shin," you kept a hand on his shoulder and looked at him with sincerity," you have done the best for your siblings, be it Mikey, Emma or Izana."

"Doubt so," he whimpered, draping an arm on his eyes, "have a lighter?"

"Yeah, but I told you already, no smoking."

"Just one, come on," he bargained.

You sighed and leaned your head on his shoulder which caused him to tense, "no Shinichiro, you gotta take care of yourself, if you die of lung cancer who will look after those three?"

"Just because I need to look after those three?" he asked staring at you questioningly.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean..." he gulped not looking away, "does me being safe only matter because I have to take care of them?"

You felt yourself flush at the question, finally understanding what he implied.

"No...it m..matters to Wakasa, Benekei, Takeomi and well me too," you tried to say it as nonchalantly as possible.

"Mhmm..." he chuckled.

"Shin, I have an idea!" you declared happily while looking at him, "what if whenever you feel the need to smoke, you don't smoke, but rather just put an unlit cigar in your mouth?"

"How is that going to help?"

"It works kind of like a metaphor, you are putting the killing thing in your mouth, but not giving it the power to kill you."

Shinichiro just blinked at you for a second," that...was poetic."

"I know right! And then later maybe we can substitute the cigar with candy and until it stops completely... how does that sound?"

"Tried leaving once...suffered from extreme withdrawal."

You hummed and thought for a second," what if, you make a promise to yourself. For example, if you don't smoke for a month, we will treat you to a barbeque?"

"Sounds nice, but once a month is too long."

"True...then you tell me, what do you want?"

"How about...we have a little game?" he smirked mischievously.

"And that would be?"

"For every day, on the first week I don't smoke, I get forehead kisses. The second week, I get kisses on my hand. Third week and fourth-week cheek kisses and at the end of the month, I get proper, fell fledged kiss?"

You made a noise that had to be a mix between 'What the hell' and 'Why are you so smooth?' which sounded to be just a choking sound.

"Deal?" he asked.

"Will it get you to stop smoking?" you sighed.

"One hundred percent."

"Fine..." you whispered and he tapped on his forehead.

"It's not the end of the day," you said weakly.

"Look outside," he pointed at the night etched window.

You gasped in surprise, it had been so long already?

Shinichiro snapped his fingers and drew your attention to him, "gimme my kissey" he fake pouted.

You smiled and gave him a kiss on his forehead.

"You are such a brat," you whispered.

"Learnt that from Mikey."

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Tokyo 卍 Revengers (東京卍リベンジャーズ)

I literally had nothing in my mind when I wrote this. I was like: Hmm gotta write from Shinichiro. Das it.

This is so badly written, bye.

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zeltqz · 6 months

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I remember you recommended a ran fic on ao3 i think and it was where ran is basically ride or die for her and she comes back or something like that. I’m really trying to remember but you posted a list a super long time ago and im sorry this isn’t as descriptive. I remember he made her so comfortable even as time past but he never forced her to be with him!!

Was it House of memories ?? That’s the only fic i think fits that description

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hyocherie · 2 years

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「君は、僕の　”home”。」

ヤホ！私は SEIJI です！— writing/art/incorrect quotes account ! [s/they]

other accounts ! — hyocherie on wattpad, ao3, and tiktok | hyocheriee on twitter (art account) | Dl0RJiHY0 on twitter (main account) | @inc0rrect1stgenblackdragons

requests ? — open !

more to know about this blog ? — my posts are mostly 東京卍リベンジャーズ , ghibli (mostly 耳をすませば) and shinwaka/1st gen black dragons. i also manage incorrect 1st gen black dragons quotes (all original)

more about me ! — s/they, aroace, genderfluid (as my friends say), filipino, speaks in filipino/english/and a bit of japanese <3 quick reminder! i don't write x reader anymore, i only write ships because that's what i enjoy :)

ao3 — hyocherie

[looking for people to tag everytime i post anything shinwaka !]

[IF YOU HAVE ANY MORE QUESTIONS, FEEL FREE TO REACH ME <3]

#credits to tumblr and pinterest for the pictures used in this post #hyocherie #inc0rrect1stgenblackdragons #the characters above:#sano shinichiro #and #imaushi wakasa #tokyo revengers

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ao3feed-danganronpa · 2 years

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Various x-reader Drabbles >:D

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/dqA0WJu

by so_not_cool

I'm gonna post some of my x-reader drabbles here. If you wanna request a character, my twitter is @/Chillllitsleooo! For now I have one character done, so I'd love to do requests for anyone :) I'll write the rules in the first chapter minors, dni (meaning if your a minor, don't let me know you were here lol) underage characters are aged up, or in most cases in post-time skip comments are appreciated :)

Words: 177, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Suna Rintarou

Relationships: Suna Rintarou/Reader

Additional Tags: Drabble Collection, Smut, Fluff, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Suna Rintarou is a Little Shit, but hes also hot so its ok, Car Sex, Blow Jobs in a Car, High Sex, Smoking, Aged-Up Character(s)

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/dqA0WJu

#IFTTT #ao3feed #fanfic #dangan ronpa #danganronpa #dr

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chuuyrr · 2 years

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I have a adorable request! Kid Mikey having a crush on teen reader. Like how kid Mikey "courts" teen reader, and waits for her after school maybe just to see her, walk with her or give her gifts, maybe a flower or chocolates. Not in a weird way ofcourse.

I remember a kid from 1st grade used to call me "ate ganda" when I was in 6th grade. He had a crushed on me for the rest of the school year until I graduated elementary. He used to visit me at my classroom just to see me and compliment me. It was so adorable 😭

kid! sano manjiro "courts" scarlet witch! fushiguro! reader

jujutsu kaisen x reader x tokyo revengers

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): possible spoilers for tokyo revengers and jujutsu kaisen, major themes of fluff, no one died au because i've had enough of angst lately please-

╰➤ PAIRING(s): mikey x reader

hello, thank you so much for requesting and for being patient! also ancute naman nyarn nakakatuwa kwento niyo. ako naman napapagkamalan na nanay sa mall ng bata bhe 😭 bigla na lang may lalapit sa akin, yayakapin legs ko sabay sabi ng mama tas sasabihin ng guardian nila sa kanila, "hindi yan si mama mo! sorry po ate!" HAHAHA wala ayorn lang, enjoy reading ♡

before you read: for your reference, reader is in highschool, while mikey is in elementary. reader is not in love with kid! mikey. it's just a kid! mikey having a simple crush on reader!

kid! mikey having a crush is literally the cutest thing ever.

he was picking a fight against a small group of high schoolers together with kid! draken, when you saw them. ypu've always had a soft spot for children, almost motherly in some ways, so despite the fact that he could have handle it; just as the bigger kid your age was about to hurt the little blonde boy, you made a direct lunge, hurling your schoolbag right in their face, before shoving another so hard that he was nearly thrown flying. if only they knew you had imbued chaos magic in your hands, but that was your secret.

"oi, what gives?" the bully, together with his little gang, snapped his head towards you, only to see you stand in front of kid! mikey and kid! draken in a protective stance. "stay out of our fight, bitch!"

"you kiss your mother with that mouth?" you raised a brow. "watch your manners, kids. you don't want to see me angry." right on cue, a flicker of red had surrounded your [color] irises, glowing menacingly, and that alone was enough to scare the bullies away.

"goodness! children these days don't have any respect." you sighed, the red glow in your eyes fading as you turned to face mikey and draken, your friendly and smiling demeanor instantly returning as you picked up the schoolbag you'd thrown. "are you two okay? you two aren't hurt, are you?"

mikey was practically in awe, and so was draken, but mostly him. not only were you a badass, you were so pretty up this close too.

"w-we're o-okay.." draken's eyes widened in disbelief as he turned to his friend.

did he really just stammer? the mikey, who's always confident and revels in fighting, was reduced to a suddenly shy kid with a blush across his cheekbones; mikey's shinichiro was suddenly showing.

"thank goodness!"

no, you weren't just badass and beautiful, you were incredibly kind too. god, how can someone like you be this sweet? it was making mikey feel all shy. shouldn't it be the other way around? wasn't he supposed to be the one to protect you? mikey might be a kid, and you're way way older, but he knows martial arts!

but eventually, that became the kickstart of mikey's infatuation with the high school girl that had saved him and his ken-chin. it was definitely a crush at first for him, and it was so obvious, yet he ironically seemed to be oblivious to it at the same time. shinichiro and emma couldn't help but notice how mikey started acting differently ever since that happened.

"hey emma, do girls like flowers and chocolates?" mikey started asking emma questions as such. "or maybe dorayaki can do?"

mikey's friends, such as draken and baji, have noticed him constantly fixing his hair and staring at you in admiration whenever he sees you.

it didn't take long for big brother shinichiro and little sister emma to catch up on mikey. the same goes with the founding members of toman. in fact, they were all intrigued and amused to see mikey act in such a way. he clearly liked you. they'd tease him about it, but he'd shrug it off relatively quick. like, what's so embarrassing about that?

if he likes you, then he likes you. it was simple.

mikey's heart was incredibly happy when he found out that you go to the same school as him, because it means he can see you often :)

"oh, hello! i didn't know you go to this school too." you smiled at him. "what'cha doing here? are you waiting for your guardian?"

"not really, it's just that i haven't really introduced myself, nor got to thank you properly." mikey made a slight bow with his head before scratching the nape of his neck and shyly handing you a single stalk of a rose, wrapped in a thin patterned plastic. "my name's mikey, and uh, i got you this."

"aww, thank you, mikey! i'm [name]." you happily accepted his gift. mikey couldn't help but smile in awe when you smiled. seeing you this happy has since become his motivation.

what started as a simple thank you gift and greeting became a routine for you and mikey. he started waiting for you after school. it wasn't anything weird; he just liked seeing you and being with your company, and you didn't mind it. it made your after-school hours less lonely. often come home alone from school more frequently these days because gojo and megumi have become too busy with jujutsu stuff to pick you up.

most of the time, mikey would wait for you at the school gate and expect him to have a small gift on him to give you almost every single time. you felt a little guilty because he was always giving you something. apart from flowers, you received chocolates, dorayakis, and canned juices, but even if you declined, mikey would insist, so you're left without any choice but to accept.

you and mikey frequently talk about school, such as how your days were or if anything was bothering you two. the more you got to hang out with the kid, you eventually learned how he had a tiny gang named toman, so you were pretty much shocked and embarrassed when you found out he could actually fight. mikey assured you it was no biggie and that he wouldn't mind being saved by you though.

there are times when you don't come to school because jujutsu tech summons you to handle special grade jujutsu-related missions, and mikey gets a little pouty and sad because he doesn't get to see you. mikey has a keen eye, so he instantly notices when you arrive at school drained the next day after missing a day or so.

"are you okay, [name]-chan?" mikey would rush to your aid and ask you as soon as he saw you after school, seeing how you weren't your usual friendly and smiling self.

"do i need to beat someone up?"

"w-what?! i'm okay! just exhausted."

you found it hard to tell mikey why you had been exactly drained out every time you went absent from school. you just couldn't explain it to him, because it was bizarre. mikey would most likely think you were joking or exaggerating, but you eventually decided to tell him because you were out of excuses.

"scarlet witch? cursed spirits?" mikey furrowed his brows in confusion.

see, this is exactly what you feared when you told him about jujutsu sorcerers, cursed spirits, and your identity and powers as a witch.

"you don't have to believe me! it's crazy, i know!" you laughed it off, waving a hand dismissively.

"i believe you."

"what? really?"

mikey admired you even more after learning about you, and hearing you tell stories or rant was always genuinely interesting to him. he'd listen to you all day and never get tired of it, like ever at all.

don't even get me started on the moment you're going to show him your chaos magic. mikey is going to start asking you to do magic all the time. it could be pulling a dorayaki out of nowhere or making tree leaves sway and dance in the air, and it will always be a magical sight for him! he practically showers with compliments. "you're so cool!" "that was awesome!"

not only did you get an after-school company, but you also found someone who understands you and isn't afraid of your power. you were honestly afraid of scaring the poor blonde kid away, so you didn't expect him to like your chaos magic.

kid! mikey "courting" you genuinely made your heart incredibly happy.

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girlrindou · 5 months

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rindou bday art i couldn’t post while i was shadowbanned T_T

#my sweet baby… 😭😭😭😭😭😭#tokyo revengers #rindou haitani #digital illustration #sketch #painting #drawing #digital painting #digital art #tr rindou #tenjiku #東卍FA #灰谷竜胆誕生祭2023 #灰谷竜胆 #東京卍リベンジャーズ #haitani rindou #rindou #rindou haitani x reader

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Hi 👋. Can I have “enemies to lover” and “stuck together” head canons with Ran. They get handcuffed together by their friends. And are forced to spend the day together. And they both realize they aren’t as bad as they thought. Since they were only ‘enemies’ due to some misunderstandings. Maybe reader has to go through her schedule and Ran just in a forced to tag along. So they go grocery shopping, he sees her taking care of siblings, etc. Ran teases her a lot as well. Thanks!

— ran haitani // enemies to lovers // stuck together

[𖤐] haii i once again just cranked this out w/o thinkin abt it sawr. idk !! i am so tired rn i cant even tell if this is good but wtv lmk if its good or not lol. i hope you all enjoy xoxo !

wc ; 1.8k+

masterlist || 2k masterlist

❥ when you felt something cold and metal click on your wrist as you were getting ready to leave school, you were certainly not expecting to come face to face with ran haitani, and you were especially not expecting for the thing around your wrist to be a pair of handcuffs, the other end being attached to his own wrist. when you glanced at the people next to him, you could only sigh, seeing his brother and your best friend grinning devilishly, (you swore you’d only seen that look on rindou’s face when he was beating someone up, which seemed unlucky for you somehow).

“can you guys stop fucking around and take these off? i have things to do.” “heyyy, that’s so mean to me, (y/n)! i’ll come by your place and take them off at the end of the day, but for now they’re staying on! you’ll thank me later!” “what?! get back here-! ugh, already gone…”

❥ you stood there for a few moments, wondering if you should just drag ran along with you and chase after the pair until they let the two of you go. you’re not really concerned about whatever is on ran’s schedule for the day, but you’re more worried about how you have to get all of my responsibilities done. you have to go to the grocery store, pick up tonight’s dinner, cook dinner, help with your sibling’s homework, do your own homework, and one of them ask for you to bake something for their school? that was also going to take time, but maybe-

“hellooo, earth to (y/n)? you there?” “yeah, i was just thinking. you heard of it?” “guys would probably like you more if you were cute instead of so aggressive, y’know~” “do you ever shut up about stupid shit for more than two seconds? you know what, don’t even answer that. i have stuff to do that’s more important than your stuff, so let’s go.”

❥ on the walk to the grocery store, you heard quite a number of complaints from ran about how ‘he’s a busy guy’ and ‘i’ve got stuff to take care of too!’, but frankly, you just dragged him along anyways. you knew that if there was anything seriously important on his schedule that he would probably be more serious, but given the teasing tone of his voice, you completely ignored him.

❥ walking through the aisles of the grocery store was a bit of a challenge given the special circumstances, especially with the fact that ran was like some kind of child, popping random snacks into the cart when you weren’t looking. it didn’t help that the two of you received some very strange looks, people whispering about god knows what as you walked by, (you could never come back here).

“what’s with all this stuff you’re getting anyways?” “for my siblings.” “you have siblings? how many?” “three younger; two brothers and a sister.”

❥ there wasn’t a whole lot of serious talking during the shopping trip aside from that, but you noticed that ran seemed very pensive when he learned that information. you probably would have thought about his sudden seriousness a bit more if you weren’t very eager to get out of this store, (though you had to admit, he was somewhat cute when he was serious).

❥ the walk to your home proved to be just a tad bit awkward; there wasn’t a whole lot of words exchanged between the two of you. you weren’t sure what you were even supposed to say given the situation, so you just decided to stay quiet, which is what ran had seemingly also decided. at least, until he suddenly spoke up.

“do you do this everyday?” “hm? yeah, on days when i’m not working.” “working? isn’t there some school rule that you can’t have a job?” “yeah, that’s why i work in yokohama.” “yokohama?!” “yep.”

❥ for the next few minutes there was no other words spoken, but he grabbed some of the grocery bags out of your hands, carrying a couple more bags than you were.

❥ this was one of the only times you had ever seen him this serious, and it was throwing you a bit off. he was usually the stark opposite of serious, so to see this new side to him made you wonder what he could be hiding. just a moment after you turned the idea over in your head, the teasing tone was back in ran’s voice.

“so, you’re finally able to be seen with me in public, hm~ how does it feel?” “what’re you talking about?” “just so you know, it isn’t cute to play dumb, sweetcheeks.” “um, seriously, what are you talking about?”

❥ you’re still unsure of how to feel about the words exchanged between the two of you during the rest of the walk; honestly, you had always disliked him because of the way that he disregarded the fact that he was quite privileged to be able to attend school and therefore almost never attended, but you’d never hated him for something small like that. and sure, maybe you thought it was stupid that he was always beating people up, but to be honest, it wasn’t exactly any of your business in the first place, so why would you care?

❥ he revealed to you in short time that he had been informed that you were embarrassed to be seen with him at all, which was why he disliked you, (you never recalled even thinking such a thing, so you were really questioning the source of his information).

❥ he’d even acknowledged the points you’d told him about school, ran even mentioning that he was trying to catch up on his studies so that he could maybe still graduate with the rest of the grade, (the amount of work he had missed was incomparable to any other student aside from rindou).

❥ you felt a little bit relieved when the two of you arrived at your house, entirely because you didn’t want to think too much about ran haitani right now. you have other priorities, and thinking about ran haitani can wait until later.

❥ when you opened the door and slid your shoes off, you could hear the pitter-patter of little footsteps running to the front door. your siblings all ran for you, wrapping themselves around your legs and hugging your side as they all talked at once.

“i missed you so much!” “school today was so boring, and at lunch-” “what’s for dinnerrrrr, i’m sooooo hungry!”

❥ despite all of the overlapping of the sentences, you still responded to each one of your siblings with patience and kindness, making ran’s heart skip a few beats, (he’s ignoring why).

❥ when your siblings asked about the boy next to you, you just said that he was ‘some guy from school’, but the teasing wink you sent his way did something to him. he had only ever seen the side of you that was always slightly annoyed with him, so this was truly the first time he had ever seen you even somewhat outside of this norm.

❥ he thought it was pretty nice :)

❥ he helped you set all the groceries on the counter, even taking them out of the bags and handing the cold items to you as you put them in refrigerator. the sudden change in the relationship between the two of you did feel a little bit weird, but it was somehow in the best way possible. as you cooked dinner, the playful banter between the two of you as he watched you cook and helped with prepping ingredients was honestly refreshing, which was something you never thought you would think about ran haitani.

“hmm, i bet i can shop a carrot faster than you~” “oh really? you realize i’ve been chopping carrots for a long time?” “you’re not the only one who cooks dinner around here, doll.” “okay then, you’re on!”

❥ maybe it was the fact that you were both older sibling’s, but you somehow felt like he was so understanding of the situation. despite the fact that the both of you were forced to be together after school, here he was, helping you cook dinner for your family and not trying to pull apart the handcuffs, (you had to admit though, it was a challenge to cook with only one hand).

❥ you also had to admit that seeing ran interact with your younger siblings during dinner completely warmed your heart; his charm was turned up all the way, but with the best intentions possible. he was indulging in all the random talk about their current interests and hobbies, and he even offered to teach one of your younger brothers how to skateboard!

❥ after dinner, you helped out with any homework you could while you did your own homework, telling ran off at the fact that he didn’t collect the homework assignments that he had missed in the past couple of weeks, (he took a couple looks at your paper and what you were working on, then immediately shook his head and said, ‘next time, maybe…’).

❥ after your siblings were asleep, the two of you even had a blast baking the brownies for your younger sister’s school event! at one point, he threw a handful of flour at you, leaving you covered in the white powder. you both stood there shocked, ran looking at you with a shocked look on his face as if he wasn’t expecting that outcome at all.

❥ and so went to get your revenge.

❥ your hand dipped into the container of flour throwing it right back at him, even going so far as to rub it all over his scalp so that his dark roots were now white. you were a bit unnerved by how good he looked when he was laughing, and how melodious his voice was, especially when he was calling your name- stop! what are you even thinking right now?!

❥ the fight eventually died down when the amount of space between the two of you was suddenly very small, both of you slowing down your actions and stopping, looking at each other, (was there some kind of drug in his gaze? why can’t you look away?)

“y’see somethin’ you like?” “w-what?! no! i mean, i was just, i wasn’t even-” “relax, relax, i’m just teasing. you should’ve seen your face though; it was pretty cute~”

❥ and with that, he just continued on with baking the brownies, acting as if what he just said was completely normal. somehow, this technique worked on you, since you also just pretended like nothing happened, though you didn’t step away when you realized the two of you were standing arm to arm at the counter.

❥ even though you were pretending that nothing had happened, you couldn’t deny the butterflies you felt in your stomach, courtesy of ran haitani of all people, (if somebody had told you this morning what would happen, you would have called them a bumbling liar).

❥ maybe being temporarily attached to him wasn’t so bad…

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haruchyio · 3 years

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06:30 PM 🖇️ sanzu haruchiyo x reader

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"theoretically, if i were to ask you out right now, would you say yes?" sanzu puts a hand underneath his chin, as if he was in an intellectual discourse with you, the pink of his tongue poking at the corner where his scar and lips meet.

you hummed, not even thinking twice before you replied with a hard, no. sanzu gasps drammatically, his limbs falling down his sides as he approached you with big strides. it only took two steps for him to appear right in front of you, lips pursed into a pout, blue eyes staring at you behind the curtains of his pink eyelashes.

"but why not?" you turned away, licking your bottom lip before continuing in with your work that kokonoi had given you, counting away at the money you almost wanted to steal if not for the fear of a bullet that they won't hesitantly plant on your head.

"why woud i?" "what if i'd be a good boyfriend?"

sanzu exclaims, one hand placed on his chest, giving you the best puppy eyed he could muster even though you weren't even looking his way. of course, if you ever did, your resolve would waver and your answer may change—the bonten executive has such pretty eyes you could never say no to.

"why are you even asking me this?" you sighed, putting the stack of money down with a soft thud. you couldn't concentrate with all this nonsense chatters of his, and you're ready to just give him a piece of your mind so he'll finally leave you alone to your own devices.

sanzu sucks in a breath. "what if—this is just a theory, okay? don't think too much about it, okay?—what if i like you. theoretically. hypothetically speaking. situational question—"

"i get it!"

warmth crept up your cheeks as you took a moment to think on a plausible answer, before sighing and turning to face him with your cheeks flared and broght red hue dusting the tips of your ears. you cleared your throat to save yourself from the embarassment of ever stuttering, "hypothetically, i would say i'd like you too."

sanzu looks away, the corners of his lips turning up. his gaze is suddenly more interested on the money on the table, feeling uneasy when he felt his cheeks going warmer each second. "hypothetically, would you say yes if i were to ask you out on a date?"

you clicked your tongue, "hypothetically i would."

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Manjirou come down

Character pairing: S.Manijro x Gn! reader Genre: ANGST Rating: 11+ Warnings: death, crying, gangs, canon divergence, toxic relations, Heights, Suicide, Manga Spoilers!

NOTE: I am not romanticizing anything that is happening in this fic. If you are feeling urges to cause harm to yourself, please don’t. You are worth so much more. You deserve everything good in the world. If you ever want to talk to someone, my DMs are always open.

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Tokyo 卍 Revengers (東京卍リベンジャーズ)

Cursed, that's what he was. Sano Majirou was cursed. He is condemned to take people's lives like the plague. People die at his hands, they instead of him and even for him.

"Manjirou, why did you call me to the rooftop of a building?" you asked softly.

His white hair danced with the wind. Boney legs and petite figure, oh so exhausted and tired. His dull black eyes shimmered in the reflection of the lights in buildings. The sound of cars and people was minimal at the height; peaceful.

"Sanzu is dead," he whispered.

"Oh sweetheart I am so sorry," you cooed pulling him in a hug, running your hands on his spine and littering kisses on his tired eyelids.

Mikey thinks he is a sinner, which is true. He has attended too many funerals in one life. Shinichiro, Izana, Emma, Draken, Baji... everyone died because of him.

He was sure you too would die, the only person in this world that he had left. He won’t be able to bear that...not anymore please.

“Y/N,” he said leaning his forehead on yours, “I am going to kill myself tonight.”

You moved back in shock,” what are you talking about Manjirou?”

“I don’t think I can live from the guilt anymore,” he wrapped his arms around his stomach, “I just...don’t want to live anymore.”

“Mikey!” you shouted, “what the hell? What about me then?”

“Live your life, find someone better,” he chuckled moving away and standing on the ledge, his loose black clothing danced weightlessly. His arms were spread wide open, as if enjoying the last breath of fresh air.

“Manjirou! come down!” you screamed holding onto the fabric of his pants.

A melancholic smile painted upon his face. You felt your ribs squeezing your lungs, unable to breathe, unable to comprehend. Panic was written upon your face. Your fingers trembled on the cloth.

“Let me go,” he sighed.

“Do you think I am stupid? Do you care so little of me that you are going kill yourself right in front of my eyes, or rather kill yourself while I am still alive, knowing that I could have prevented it all!”

“You sound like someone I used to know...”

“Manjirou stop this foolishness, get down!”

“I am not coming down Y/N, accept it.”

“Mikey if you go, I am going; so jump and I am jumping!” You let go of his clothes and stood on the ledge with him.

“Y/n, don’t do this to yourself,” he pleaded.

“What gives you the right to kill yourself then?” you smiled looking at him, “there is no ‘me’ without ‘you’.”

Tears streamed down his face at your words. He knows that an angel like you would end up in heaven, but he would rot in the filthiest depths of hell, once again away from you. He won't be attending funerals anymore, he would be paying for all the atrocities he has committed, including snatching the light in your eyes and replacing them with the same dullness of his.

“Can you hear me Mikey? I am talking to you!” you shouted.

“Come on Mikey, get up off the roof,” you smiled.

“I don’t deserve to live,” he said.

“You do Mikey, you do; what has happened has happened, you deserve good things as well.”

“If you don’t want to listen, then...” you held his hand, “let's jump together.”

Mikey smiled and looked at you lovingly, “Maybe in another life?”

“Maybe in another life.”

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tsumusfattytuna · 3 years

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Lavender

pairing : mitsuya takashi x fem!reader

genre : fluff, cute mitsuya. tw : needles (Read at your own risk)

a/n : I graduated from college!! & i got carried away w this one, sorry if he's a bit ooc.

"Thank you, please come again!" The bell chimed when the customer exited the door. The seamstress stretched her hands in the air, glancing at the clock that read 8.15 pm until your voice sounded, "Okaa-san! Want to try the soup? I can take it from here."

"Oya, it's heated already? then I'll go claim the first taste~"

You chuckled as your mother giddily skipped past the aisles of fabric and mannequin . Suddenly, the bell chimed again. "Welcome—oh Mitsuya!"

"Evening, y/n-san! How have you been?" The silver-haired male clad in school cardigan and trousers flashed his handsome grin.

"Good, good! It's rare for you to come at this hour, what's up?" You approached him eagerly as he handed a list. "Our committee member fell sick and I had to get these for tomorrow's club activity. Are these stuff available?"

You hummed, scanning the materials listed. "Yeah, we've got them restocked recently. I can get them for you. Go sit down for a while."

Mitsuya became a regular weeks ago. It wasn't every day that someone your age, especially a boy would walk into the store for fabric and sewing materials. You were immediately attracted. From his visits, you'd learned that he's a president of home economics club at school, had two sisters and a breadwinner mother. Even though he's in a gang, he's exceptionally warm and such a gentleman around you.

He opened a conversation about his school life and what's happening lately and you listened, hands busy cutting some fabrics and moving to gather the materials he needed.

"Right, that's almost everything. Oh, wait—."

Reaching for some packets from the shelves, you gave them to Mitsuya, who sat across you. As he examined the packets' contents, your eyes caught on the fresh needle marks that lined his hands. "Mitsuya, have you been taking care of yourself?"

"Hm?"

"Look at those marks. Can you give me your hands?"

Blinking in confusion, he placed the packets in his bag and aligned his palms. You brought a bottle over and squeezed a few drops of white-purplish cream. "Lotion," You explained, capping the bottle. "It's lavender scented, my favorite."

"Oh, thank you."

He paused, seconds before rubbing his palms to smear the substance on his skin. Your eyes narrowed at this, seeing there were spots left untouched.

"Mitsuya, you have to do it like this."

Without thinking any further, you grabbed his hands and started massaging the remnants of the lotion all over his palms and fingers. "See? Make sure it's even out." Running your fingers smoothly on his thick veins and digits, fingertips caressing the marks and roughened spots repetitively.

His hands were larger, you noticed, they were masculine and strong. Despite the marks, his skin looked healthy and fingernails were neatly trimmed, so pretty for a boy. A small smile tugged on your lips, thinking whether he's the kind of person who eats and drinks well everyday. Then again, Mitsuya is the kind of person who'd scold his peers for not taking care of themselves. You then caressed his knuckles seeing how there were fresh scars, probably from gang fights. Overall, they were a gentle abrasion to the touch. Unintentionally, your fists cupped his large thumbs in jovial manner, mimicking a baby's grip.

"Your hands are lovely Mitsuya, I'm so jealous. Great that it fits for punches and sewing, right?" Grinning up at him, you were met with a pair of enlarged, violet irises that gawked at you and a face dusted with blush.

Reality slapped like meat on a chopping board.

"Oh my," your hands shot up in the air. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to—"

"No no no no, it's okay! Really, I appreciate it."

"Actually," He placed a hand on his nape, smiling sheepishly. "I don't really use skin products so I'm not good with things like lotion and . . .stuff, so. ." The words trailed off like how his eyes averted in embarrassment. The red coating on his cheeks intensified.

Seeing him flustered made warmth crept to your neck as well. Gangster? You stifled a laughter. He looked adorably innocent, you almost pouted. If only you had a camera right now. "That's okay, you can ask me anytime about it," your hands clasped happily. "The lotion is lavender scented. Try smelling your hands."

Mitsuya lifted his hand close enough to take a whiff.

"Oh, wow-" he sniffed again. "It does smell like lavender!"

A jittery feeling exploded in your stomach as you bit a smile. Mitsuya's eyes twinkled cutely under the orange light. Never had you seen someone so excited by a mere lotion. He looked just like a child who was given a toy.

"You're so cute," you giggled, "Next time you come here, use my lotion okay? You need to take care of your hands so they don't hurt, then you can sew more clothes."

Mitsuya gave a chuckle, fiddling with the hems of his cardigan. "as you wish, y/n-san."

"It's going to rain soon." Standing outside with him, your hand opened, feeling for any hint of water from the sky. "Thunder's close, are you going to be okay? Do you need an umbrella?"

"It's fine. Thank you for your concern, but my house is near. I'll get there in no time."

"'kay then." You shrugged. "Get home safe, and take care of your lovely hands—"

"ara, y/n-chan is that your boyfriend?"

"Tsk, okaa-san! uhh. . .good night Mitsuya!"

Mitsuya's lips curled at your mother's teasing, waving a small 'good night!' before heading down the street.

He heaved a sigh of relief.

Now that there's new fabric and notions, club activity would run smoothly tomorrow. Yasuda-san was right to tell him about your mother's store. There's literally no fabric store that's opened until this hour anywhere nearby and you were such a sweetheart to him. Never hesitating to show him the latest fabrics, familiar with sewing notions and knowledgeable with latest fashion.

Mitsuya's lips flattened. His feet stopped abruptly. Palms held open under the soft illumination of a lamp post, the simmering emotion he'd felt earlier suddenly bubbled up in his chest.

Gazing at the marks, veins and spaces between his pointers, he could still feel the softness of your touch that contradicted his. It's a brief moment, but he noticed how slender your womanly fingers were, caressing his hands lovingly like a lover would. The strands of your hair that tickled his hands felt like silk. They were incomparable to the fabric in his bag. Not only that, he couldn't forget how your galaxies admired his skin endearingly, an innocent smile playing on your lips as your cute, tiny hands wrapped around his thumbs.

"your hands are lovely, Mitsuya."

No no, you were lovely. So lovely that he couldn't help it, shutting his eyes and bringing his hands to his chest, reminiscing how delightful it was to feel your warm touches while applying lotion. And maybe, maybe in the future, if he's lucky enough, he could hold your hand properly as he took you some place, any place where you'd show him that irradiant smile again.

ah, your smile. He sighed at the thought of it.

"I should get more needle marks," he muttered, scratching his head and continuing his paces. "..should I bring a lotion? no, just use hers. right, her favorite scent, what was it again? lo—ah, right.

"lavender."

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