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haruchuiyo · 1 year

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All yours

He can’t stop watching you at the party, the way you smile and laugh. You, your smiles and laughs belong to Izana Kurokawa only.

content: suggestive, jealousy, possessive!izana, bite mark (f receiving).

fem!reader

my first lil work with izana hehe, hope you enjoy :3

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You are so pretty. The way your lips curls into your stunning smile, the way your eyes seems to dance in amusement and the way you slightly cover your mouth as you laugh at what the person in front you says. Izana can’t stop looking at you. And he can’t stop this feeling of jealousy build inside of him, which he detests so much. You’re just being nice and polite, these people are your friends after all. But he can’t help but just think your pretty smiles and laughs are supposed to be directed at him, just him only.

Finally finding the strength he looks away as he grips onto his drink before harshly gulping it down. The drinks leaves a burning taste down his throat and Izana doesn’t hear the footsteps closing in behind him until he feels familiar hands on his bicep.

“Might slow down on that.” You teasingly tell him with a smile on your pretty lips, Izana’s eyes quickly flickers down to them before looking at you properly. “Yeah I should.” He replies back before he puts his drink down and wraps his arm around your waist, and pulls you in closer to him. You put your hand on his chest and the other behind the nape of his head.

He sees your eyes flickers down over his face, you’re observing him and he feels ashamed when you understand he’s in a bad mood.

“What’s wrong?” You ask feeling concerned. Izana sighs, he can’t just reveal he feels jealous cause you smiled at your friends, most of them were guys after all. He trusts you and you trust him, there’s no need to be jealous in your relationship. But just at the thought of it, his grip around your waist tightens slightly. He was gonna brush aside his jealousy and say he’s fine but he can’t do that.

He didn’t answer you but instead placed his lips on top of yours. His lips warm but his kiss something else. Clutching on the material of his suit, you try to pull away. He’s acting weird and you wanna find out why.

“Izana, what’s wrong?” Your questions are muffled by his intense kiss. He slightly pulls away to tug on your lower lip, lightly sucking on it making you softly moan into the kiss. “Talk to me.” You try again and he only gives you a hum in response before he actually pulls away.

“Come with me.” He says as if he just got a brilliant idea while he holds onto your hand. You feel frustrated cause he isn’t answering your question, until you see his pretty violet eyes, which looked furious, behind you before he drags you away. So you look behind and see your friends and that’s when it clicked in your mind.

“Are you jealous?” You gently ask, you feel his grip on your hand tighten but he still refuses to answer. “They’re my friends, Izana.” You speak softly.

“And your smiles are for me.” He retorts back, as he pulls you out into the balcony of the venue and closes the door behind him. Your heart felt like it skipped at his words.

He steps closer to you, pressing you softly against the stone balustrade. You hold onto his suit on his chest.

“Your smiles and laughs are for me only.” He inches closer, placing one hand on your waist pulling you into him. And the other behind your neck. His hand is so large you feel his thumb stroke up and down your pulse point. His lips are parted as he looks at you. The way he does has your heart pounding faster against your chest. Then he moves closer, his lips brushing against yours.

“Am I sick to believe you’re mine only?” He chuckles wryly against your lips, feeling embarrassed of himself but also so frustratingly mad at the guys who got to see your smile and hear you laugh. Heck, even be with you.

“No, you aren’t.” You whisper out, your hands trailing up his chest to wrap them around his neck. “That’s good.” He murmurs before he presses his lips on yours. You gasp into the kiss, it’s different from how he kissed you before.

As your mouth moves against his, you feel his grip on your waist tighten ever so slowly as he slightly moves it up and down. Before he settles to place it the small of your back, close to your ass. You could still feel his fingertips on your ass and when he squeezes, a soft gasp leaves your lips into the kiss, making Izana groan into the kiss losing himself in your taste. Then his hold on your neck go up to caress your face and pull you more closer if possible. Your hands go up to grasp onto his hair, tugging on it making him let out a quiet grunt into the kiss.

He wants to engrave himself onto you and it’s working. You want him engraved on you, you want him closer. And by the way he is kissing you, showing you, you are his, he is already engraved on you. His teeth brushes against your bottom lip, lightly sucking on it making you let out a soft moan which Izana just loves the sound of.

He pulls away from your mouth making you whimper out softly. “Wanna kiss you everywhere, angel.” He mumbles against your jaw, his voice so deep, full of longing and want for you.

You whisper out his name as he brushes your hair aside before he softly nips on your pulse point before trailing kisses down the column of your throat. You feel his breath on your throat, mind full of the man making you feel like you’re in epiphany. Your grasp on his hair does not relax as he continues to kiss down your throat to your collarbone.

You arch into him, giving more space for him to kiss you. It feels like an ecstasy how he kisses you, his soft lips on your skin, the way he sucks and nips. You tug on his hair again while gasping when you feel his teeth graze against your collarbone.

“Shhh, angel. It be fine.” Izana coos at you, then he lightly bites down which has you let out a shuddering gasp. Then a tiny pleased moan leaves your lips as you feel him softly licking and nipping on the spot he bit you. Brain clouded with sensations of his tongue on your skin, of his lips on your skin. Your heart can’t stop pounding faster against your chest.

Your hands move over his hair as he trails kisses to your shoulder, pressing his lips down there, nipping softly before he inhales your scent, brushing his nose against your shoulder to the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent there. He kisses you there softly before he burrows himself on the same spot, while he wraps both of his arms around your waist.

“Izana?” He hears your voice, he loves it so much, he will never get tired of it. If he could, he’d listen to you everyday without stopping. “Yes, angel?” He breathes against your neck as he trails one hand up your body to softly brush his fingertip against the bite mark on your skin. You let out a strained whine at the contact and Izana places a chaste soothing kiss on it before he pulls his head up to look at you.

His heart and minds is full of you. His heart pounds faster when he sees your swollen lips, your chest heaving up and down catching breath. He makes you feel like this. Then his eyes flickers down to the mark on your collarbone and his heart swells up at the sight of it. It’s perfect.

“Tell me you’re mine.” His questions almost has you surprised and whatever you were gonna say to him is totally forgotten. “I’m yours, Izana.” You earnestly say then let out a soft content sigh when he brushes his nose against yours.

“All yours.”

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sobbing, I want this man so bad

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buccini555 · 5 months

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𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 - 𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬

≡ 𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚... You were invited by your boyfriend Izana Kurokawa to a night party at the Haitani house, but you ended up making a discovery that destroyed your relationship...

⌕ I m a g i n e s!

𖥻 𝐹𝑡. Izana Kurokawa, Kakucho Hitto, Ran & Rindou Haitani, Kokonoi Hajime and Inui Seishu

tw! abusive relationship, izana being an asshole boyfriend, mention of harassment(?), strong words, betrayal, physical and psychological aggression, threats, psychological abuse (in short, don't read if you're sensitive about toxic relationship) I think that's it... (euphoria reference, thank u for this request, anon ♡)

That night, Izana invited you to a Tenjiku celebration at the famous well-attended house of the Haitani brothers, that would be the first time that you and Izana would openly go out as a couple, because of that, you were more excited than ever, even more because your best friend was also invited to accompany Kakucho, your boyfriend's best friend, without rushing too much, you started to get ready in the late afternoon, especially wearing the carmine red dress, a gift given by Izana along with some of the beautiful jewels of crystal from your collection, as night fell, your friend arrived at your house, she looked as stunning as you, so you remained sitting in front of your house waiting for the boys who were already on their way, so Izana and Kakucho didn't They were slow to arrive, coming to pick them up in a luxury car lent by Kokonoi Hajime.

"You look beautiful as always, my pretty queen." Izana said as soon as he got out of the car, going to hug you and give you a warm kiss, after that, he gave your friend a brief hug while Kakucho just smiled at both of them, holding your hand and opening the door for you, everyone entered the car and headed towards Ran and Rindou's house, you realized that you were close to the place when from afar you started to hear loud music, when you finally arrived, you immediately entered the house, everyone stopped what they were doing just to honor the presence of Izana Kurokawa.

"The stars of the party have finally arrived." Ran came to welcome you with a bottle of whiskey in his hand, which was soon passed into Kurokawa's hands, you ended up sitting near the bar and started drinking, Izana pulled you onto his lap and started kissing you while Kakucho remained drinking only watermelon juice, completely distant from your friend who seemed bored.

"Kakucho? I'll teach you how to please a girl." Izana said with a mischievous smile before starting to kiss you, he held your waist firmly and held you in his lap, not caring about running his hand over your body even over the thin fabric of your dress, initially, he was soft in his insistent touch, but, Izana was no longer hesitant about wanting to fuck you right there. "You're a fucking good girl" He whispered.

"P-please, Izana, stop." You said as he kissed your neck and caresse your breasts. "I'm just teaching Kakucho, be quiet, hmm?" He responded, forcing your waist even more on his member that was showing through his pants. "Please, Izana, s-stop."

"Stop, Izana, she's not enjoying it." Kakucho said right away, even though seeing you letting out a few moans made him really excited, the brunette was still careful not to leave you exposed. "Everyone is looking at this shit, control yourself, Izana."

"What the fuck?! I can't do anything at this fucking party." Izana said, leaving you aside and getting up, leaving you, your friend and Kakucho alone. "You know what? I'm going for a walk, stay there."

"I'll go after him." You said, but just as you were about to get up, Kakucho pulled you back.

"He's angry and drunk, it's better to let him calm down." Kakucho spoke in a serious tone, seeming increasingly uncomfortable being in that place.

After a while, your friend ended up leaving to get some drinks on the other side of the party, you found that line strange precisely because you were sitting next to a bar, even so, you ended up not giving it much importance since you were worried about Izana, but, both of your delays started to bother you, so, ignoring Kakucho's speech, you went looking for your boyfriend, walking around the room, you looked for him, when you realized that you wouldn't find him on the main floor, you went up the staircase, finding Kokonoi along with a blonde boy who had a scar on his face.

"Are you looking for Izana? He just entered the room with a weird girl." Kokonoi said, you felt bad for breaking the mood between the two boys when you noticed that the blonde had recent hickeys all over his neck, but knowing that Izana entered a room with a girl automatically made you look at the facts and connect the points in your mind.

"Open the fucking door Izana, I know you're there!" You knocked on the same door until you realized it was open, entering without thinking twice. "What the fuck, do you think I'm so stupid?"

"You're a bastard, Izana, a fucking bastard." As soon as you saw your boyfriend and your best friend together in that damn room, you said. "What kind of friend are you, you fucking bitch?" At that moment, you just went at the two of them, but Izana held you and put you against the wall. "Shut the fuck up, you didn't want to give it to me, but your friend did, glad to know?"

"No scandal, bitch, I don't have the patience for your stupid drama." He said in a full threatening tone, holding your neck hard enough to leave marks, in thatand the moment he let you go, you ran out of the room while Izana just locked the door.

"What's wrong, girl? Are you crying?" Kokonoi said when he saw you crying coming back down the hall, so you just hugged him. "Wha-"

"What the fuck? What happened?" He spoke, trying to understand what was happening.

"Stop being insensitive, Koko! Can't you see she's hurt?" The blonde boy gently pulled you and made you sit on the floor.

"W-Was Izana the one who did that to your neck?" Kokonoi questioned, looking at the wound on his neck with a look of emptiness and concern at the same time. "Fuck."

"C-calm down, are you alone?" The blonde questioned, even though he had never seen you before, he seemed completely worried about your condition, comforting you with a hug, he looked at Kokonoi with the same concern.

"She came with Izana, Kakucho must be responsible for her." Hajime said, still observing all the confusion.

"Then go get him, Koko!" The boy spoke in a serious tone, then Kokonoi went downstairs and went to look for Kakucho.

After walking through the entire hall, Kokonoi saw Kakucho sitting alone next to the bar.

"Kakucho? Come with me now and don't you dare question me why." He said the same thing, approaching Kakucho, who just followed him, thinking that Izana was feeling sick because he had drunk so much.

As soon as Kakucho realized that you were there on the floor crying uncontrollably while Inui hugged you, he felt terrible for letting you go after Izana. "What the fuck is going on? What happened to her? Holy shi-" He became even more worried when he saw your neck.

"You better get her out of here." Inui spoke, moving your hair away from the wound and making it even more visible.

Kakucho bent down and tried to get closer to you, but at that moment, you felt like you couldn't trust him.

"Get away from me!" Tightening your hug to Inui even tighter, you screamed amidst the insistent crying.

"What did they do to her? Izana? ...Shit" Kakucho walked away, looking at Kokonoi and questioning.

"It was Izana's son of a bitch! I don't doubt he hit her." Hajime replied with his head down.

"...He's... A traitor... He's a fucking psychopath." In a low tone, you repeated yourself several times, making the three boys feel even more worried.

"Look at me, I want to help you." Kakucho whispered. "No one is going to hurt you, but you need to calm down." Inui said right after, helping you get up.

"He's your fucking best friend! He is, you knew... I know you knew!" You said again to Kakucho.

"I don't agree with all the shit Izana does, come on, I'll take you somewhere more private." He responded immediately, holding your hand and helping you stay upright.

"Take good care of her, Kakucho, that's the only thing I'll ask of you." Kokonoi gave his last line while Kakucho walked you down the stairs without attracting much attention.

Kakucho definitely didn't want anyone to see you in that state, so he took you to the garden of the house where there was no one, the boy made you sit on the bench and genuinely hugged you even though he knew you were mad at him because of Izana.

"...You're shaking." Kakucho said in a shaky and worried voice.

"I'm sorry so sorry for being rude to you, Kakucho..." Lowering your head and giving in to the hug, you realized that Kakucho was also naive in the whole damn story.

"I-it's okay... I don't want to see you cry, do you want me to take you home?" He walked away for a moment, being careful not to hurt you further.

"K-kakucho..."

"What happened? Does it hurt a lot? I can take you to the doctor, I-I... I don't know." He looked at you worriedly.

"...Izana never liked me, did he?"

"It doesn't matter now! I... I don't know if Izana likes you, but...I do."

"What do you mean, "but I do?"

"Forget about this shit, let's go home, I'll try to take care of you."

"D-did you always like me? What?"

"[Name]... Stop it... I don't want to get in trouble."

"...K-kakucho? Tell me now."

"He's my best friend, I can't, you understand?"

"I'm nothing to him... You know that."

"Fuck this shit..." He said a little before he ended up kissing you, Kakucho honestly wasn't like Izana, you never felt so loved in such a short time with just one kiss.

"Fuck! I'm sorry..."

"Oh? It's okay Kaku..."

"...I'll take you home."

"P-please stay with me for at least tonight."

"I wouldn't leave you alone even if I wanted to..."

It's over

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soubi122 · 2 years

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Bite My Tongue

For the life of me I could not get this scenario out of my head. MDNI! MINORS DO NOT READ!

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, smut, trapped in a closet with Izana, fingering, dry humping, biting, unintended peeping by reader, cheating (not by reader), Ran's kind of dick to the side chick, side chick gets called a slut, getting off at hearing someone else getting off, bah this was just a fucking thrill to write. Enjoy!

Parties were never your thing but when a friend asked you to go with them, you couldn’t really say no. Knowing whose party she was attending, you just couldn’t let her go by herself. The infamous Haitani brother’s were throwing a party at their lavish home, it was in celebration of some achievement that their gang made. At the party, you were both walking around with drinks in hand, finding acquaintances and making conversation with them. Though you were feeling a little on edge, you tried your best to enjoy the night. Someone’s gaze was fixed on you and your figure. There were too many people at the party to even try and figure out where the gaze was coming from. Once there were enough people, someone cut the lights and everyone cheered - they knew what was coming next. Colored lights began to shine and make patterns around the room, soon music started blaring through the speakers and a male figure emerged from behind the DJ booth. It was the youngest Haitani, Rindou.

Soon people started dancing, you lost your friend in the crowd and decided to step away to get some air. In the kitchen you saw a group of men that were taking shots and smoking. The center of attention was the eldest Haitani, Ran. When his eyes landed on you, you knew you were in trouble, he was notorious for womanizing and getting what he wants. “I found my target for the night…” He said to the man next to him. Oh no…they are all here! You think to yourself as you notice that all of Tenjiku was here. Mochizuki, Shion, Mucho, Kakucho and the worst one of them all, Izana - their leader. The coy smirk on Ran’s face made you quickly turn around and walk the other direction. You could hear them chuckle behind you as you tried to squeeze through the crowd to try and find your friend. You heard the rumors about Tenjiku and how fucked up their leader was, you weren’t expecting them to be here at tonight’s party. A male friend of yours got into a scuffle with them before and ended up having to skip town because of the constant threats. Though you weren’t involved in this issue, you still held a grudge against them for all the bullshit they put your friend through.

You stepped out to the balcony to try and get an actual breather but the peace didn’t last long. “Aren’t you (Friend’s name) friend?” You turned around to face Izana. He was standing by the doorway with a drink in hand. The cocky smirk he had on his face made you panic a bit. “I am…so?” You retorted and took a sip of your drink. “Oh? Is that so?” Izana said as he came closer and caged you to between the railing. You could feel his breath fan your lips as he looked down at you. He was giving you this look, a look that you haven’t seen before - almost as if saying ‘you shouldn’t be here’. You didn’t flinch, you knew the moment you did - he would have you right where he wants you. “If you’re trying to scare me - it’s not working, pretty boy.” You say as you lift his arm and walk away, you just ignited a fire in him. Once you gained some distance, you exhaled a sign of relief - you had no idea what you were doing. You didn’t know that your name and face had crossed their paths before, now you were wishing you hadn’t attended this party.

Trying to find your friend, you found yourself weaving through the crowds - trying to avoid Tenjiku’s men. However, Rindou had the high ground and was watching your every move. He could see the panic on your face as you were failing to locate your friend. He made a quick signal to someone in the distance, almost as if he was giving your position away. With no luck finding your friend, you opted to check the rooms - there was a good chance she was riding someone’s dick. She loves to lay and that’s ok, just now wasn’t the time for this as there was the threat of Tenjiku’s men retaliating. Most of the rooms were locked, either they were in use or the Haitani’s didn’t want anyone prying into their personal space. When you managed to open one of the doors - you noticed it was a simple guest room, though you didn’t find what you were looking for, you stepped in and took a seat on the bed and exhaled. Maybe you could climb out the window and sneak out of the party without them noticing. You tried calling your friend’s phone but it went straight to voicemail, there was no way Izana would let you go after you pulled that little stunt earlier. Running into him now would be suicide, the man was known not to have mercy, they didn’t go easy on women either.

The sound of a familiar voice made your ears perk up, from outside of the room - it sounded like Izana and a few others were talking. “Find her…she needs to be put in her place…” Your blood went cold, the panic started to set in when they all agreed. Shit! Shit! Shit! Your voice screams in your head, now you’ve done it. You pissed off their leader and it sounded like he was out for blood. You had the flight or fly mode activated, your feet immediately dashed to hide in the closet. The sound of the door being opened made a knot form in your throat. Quietly backing away from the billfold doors, you covered your mouth to silence yourself - it felt like you were about to pass out. It was a classic horror movie scenario, the victim hides in the closet and then gets found by the monster and gets ripped to shreds. As the person checked the room, you could feel your heart in your throat. The billfold doors slowly opened and you screwed your eyes shut. “Oh? If it isn’t little miss thing…this is perfect timing actually.” The manicale tone made you squeak. Whoever was in front of you leaned in and whispered in your ear - “The show is about to begin…” Wait what?

You opened your eyes and saw a pair of deep purple eyes staring back at you. Izana Kurakowa had a wicked grin on his face. Before you could even say anything, the sound of the bedroom door handle jiggled and Izana stepped in the closet with you and closed the doors. He placed a finger over his lips to signal the ‘shh’ motion. The confusion on your face made him smile sweetly at you. The sound of two people stumbling into the room made your eyes shift and look towards the billfold doors. You recognized one of the figures, it was Ran Haitani - he was with someone else, a girl. “So, tell me again - you want me to fuck you into the mattress?” Ran’s tone was coy and playful, it made a shiver run down your spine and your face heat up. You turned to look at Izana, the look of shock and embarrassment made him almost give up his position, he was holding in his chuckle. You took out your phone and typed a message. ‘I NEED TO GET OUT OF THE CLOSET! I AM NOT STAYING HERE TO WATCH SOMEONE GET FUCKED!’ Izana took the phone out of your hands and began to type a reply. ‘You weren’t part of the plan but I guess you will do as a witness.’ What did he mean by that? Before you could respond, the girl giggled and the sound of someone's zipper echoed in your ears. Izana's face reflected concentration as the light from the doors touched his face, the fact that he wasn't trying to kill you for the earlier disrespect made you uneasy. He was prideful, what the hell was he doing here watching someone get off?

Light moans filled the room as Ran began to finger the girl, he knew someone was watching when his eyes flickered towards the closet doors. You backed away a little, they planned this - but why? What made you even more uncomfortable was that they were positioned perfectly across the billfold doors, you could see everything and seeing his hand up someone's skirt was making heat creep up your face. The muffled sound of you swallowing thickly made him look in your direction. Your eyes shifted away from the door and Izana smirked, perhaps having you here was a better idea in the first place. He pulled up his phone and began typing. 'What's wrong? Aren't you enjoying the show?' The shit eating grin on his face made knots in your stomach. Before you were able to respond, a loud moan ripped through the silence, it made your eyes widen and jaw drop. Izana was savoring every second of this. You covered your ears and screwed your eyes shut, you didn’t want to hear anymore of this - especially while hiding in the closet.

Izana reached over to move your hands down and away from ears, you refused to make any noise - what would be more embarrassing? Being found in the closet with Izana or being found in the closet while someone is getting finger fucked? You shook your head in a ‘no’ manner, making him smirk even more. You tried to cover your ears but his strength was just too much. “Tell me, pretty girl…you like being such a good little slut?” Ran’s coy voice cut through the sounds of slick and breathy moans. Your ears perked up when she began to moan louder. “Oh Ran…YES! YES!” The sounds made your body shudder, something that did not get past Izana as he was still holding your wrists. “Filthy little thing aren’t you? Your boyfriend has no idea does he?” Something wasn’t right, were they setting up this girl or something? Her over exaggerating squeal pierced your ears, it was painfully obvious she was trying too hard to sound sexy. You could feel Izana’s hands grip you harder, his eyes narrowed and you see a glimpse of anger bubbling out from his calm demeanor. Wait is she…? You think to yourself when you relax your arms a bit. Izana sensed you gaze upon him and let go of your wrists, his eyes never left Ran finger fucking the girl.

It finally clicked in your head, the girl that Ran Haitani was messing with was Izana’s girlfriend. Ouch, you were not expecting this. “Why hurt yourself on purpose?” You whisper in his ear, he was a little caught off guard with how close you were to him. I mean you guys were hiding - you can’t just speak at normal volume. He smiled and whispered back, “If you let another man touch you knowing that you belong to someone else…then you aren't worth my time, my affection and besides this is a much more fun way to break things off. Don't ya think so?” The venom on his tongue gave you chills, it made you back away from him - the smirk on his face made some heat pool between your thighs. Though he had a point, it was still cruel. “Did you love her?” You surprised yourself by asking that so bluntly. He chuckled a little too loud, it made Ran snap his head towards the closet doors, the girl was too immersed in her own pleasure to notice that someone else was in the room. The moment he did, your arms flew up and covered Izana's mouth, pinning him on the wall. “Shh!” You said as quietly as possible There was panic written all over your face, you were still hiding and well how the hell were you going to explain yourself? You were not part of the original plan. The motion made a loud thud and the girl finally snapped out of daze to sit up. “What was that?” She was trying to shove Ran off of herself to get up and look around. You took the opportunity to pull Izana down to the floor and straddled his lap, pushing his back flat to the floor, motioning for him to tuck his feet in behind the hamper. There was a laundry hamper tall and wide enough to provide some sort of cover. Ran tried to get her back to bed but she was not having it. You began to layer clothes on top of your bodies and pulled the hamper in front of you both to try and blend in with the contents of the closet. You buried your face into his neck, “don’t move.” You say in a whisper. Izana could feel your thighs tremble as the silence became almost deafening. Izana could feel your lashes flutter against his jawline, hitting a ticklish spot and he twitched. Only it wasn't his upper body that twitched, something else between your thighs did. When you realized what it was, you felt heat in your belly and a throbbing sensation in your core. Your soft and shaky breaths against his neck made his member twitch again, it made your thighs clench around his hips. Your hands were resting on his chest, between both your bodies you could feel the uneven pace of both hearts pounding.

The sound of the closet doors being opened made you flinch. “I swear I thought I heard something…” You both hear her say. Ran was expecting for the girl to scream or gasp as she was sure to find Izana and he would be ready to break the girl's heart. To his surprise, the closet looked empty - where the hell did Izana go? She was about to pull the hamper out of the way but the sound of a loud knock on the bedroom door made Ran pull her away and he immediately closed the closet doors. A few muffled voices later, you could hear someone say that they were leaving.

Once the bedroom door closed and there was no other sound in the room, you slowly began to sit up - almost afraid to make any noise. What if they were still in the room? When you peeled the laundry off, you looked down and the sight was to die for. Izana's hair was disheveled, his neck was exposed, his lips were parted and that half lidded stare - you couldn't deny that he made you feel something. It didn't help that your skirt was hiked up a bit due to the compromising position you got yourself into. It didn't take long for his hands to brush your thighs and grip them, making you almost gasp loudly. The coy smirk that grew wider reflected nothing but mischief. More sounds outside of the closet continued, they were still in the room and took their place back in bed. When you turned to peek through the billfold doors, you could make out Ran’s figure and the girl.

At this point Izana no longer cared about his girlfriend, the moment you straddled his lap and pressed yourself against him - it felt like he was being set on fire. Your lashes fluttering against his skin and your shaky breaths on his neck had him on another planet. He was prepared to teach you a lesson when you insulted him earlier, but this? Perhaps there was a better way… The lewd thoughts were running rampant in his head. Even more so when you reacted to his cock twitching and throbbing between your legs. Seeing you on top of him made his member throb again, snatching your attention away from the doors.

When you turned to face him, he sat up and was now centimeters away from your lips. Your eyes grew wide when he whispered in your ear, “Better stay quiet…you don’t want them to catch us do you?” Wait…what? “I was planning on doing something else for your little stunt earlier on the balcony…” Oh no, you should have been nicer to him but nooo, you weren’t thinking. The sound of Ran’s light and breathy moans made your thighs clench again. The girl was between his thighs and had a mouth full, she was gagging and moaning as Ran’s cock was hitting the back of her throat. Izana’s lips brushed against your neck and you almost moaned. Your hand immediately covered your mouth to try and keep quiet. His hands traveled north to grip your hips and he began to move your hips slowly to grind against his hardened member. You wanted to stop him but the friction was creating multiple sparks in your core. His tongue licked a long stripe from your collar bone to your jawline, making your eyes screw shut at the sensation. “If you wanted me, you could have just said so…” He snickered in your ear as you didn’t stop him from continuing his motions. You shook your head no, but he forced your hips down harder and you could feel your panties sticking to your folds. Izana began to trail light kisses from your jaw to your neck, you tasted like honey and he wanted more.

His right hand moved up and under your shirt, making you back away but the hazy look in his eyes had you under a trance. When he realized that you weren’t wearing a bra, he just about groaned, luckily Ran’s moans were loud enough to drown out Izana’s voice. The way he rolled and pinched your pebbled nub made you involuntarily grind your hips against him, making him smirk and move his left hand up to pinch and roll your left breast. You had to swallow your moans in order to stay as quiet as possible, finding you both like this would be mortifying. Your arms wrapped around his neck and you leaned in to place a light kiss on his lips. Oh god, what is he doing to me…I feel like I’m on fire. You think to yourself as Izana parts his lips for you, allowing you to dart your tongue into his mouth, you could feel how he smirked against your lips. He broke the kiss to lift his hips and move back, taking you with him to lean back against the wall. He bent his knees making you lean back against them so that he could lift your blouse. Though you were in the dark, the light that bled through the billfold doors allowed him to see enough. Your perfectly round and perky tits made him curse under his breath. Izana dove face first and began to kiss the valley of your chest, making his way south to latch his mouth onto your nipple. You gasped softly and began to pant as he began to suck and nibble. His right hand moved up to cover your mouth, he didn’t want to compromise his position…yet.

You began to ride him faster, the coil was slowly winding and getting tighter. Izana bit your nipple hard, purposely to make you react and you let out a silent scream. He could feel the vibration of your moans against the palm of his hand. Tears began to cloud your vision as he bit down harder making sure to leave you sore. Your dainty hands moved to grip his hair and pull it back - he pulled your nipple with his teeth and you thought you were going to scream. When he let go, your chest was heaving up and down and your eyebrows were furrowed. It was painful and you couldn’t help but like it. He slowly stretched his legs out, making you sit up and he leaned in to whisper in your ear, “Turn around…” Like a good girl, you did as you were told. He made you lean back against his chest and spread your legs open. He titled your head in his direction to capture your lips as his hand slid up your skirt, he could feel the wet and sticky spot on your panties and he chuckled. “Aw, you're wet just for me?” The condescending tone made you close your legs but he was quick to spread them open and wrap his legs around your ankles to keep them open. You hummed and shook your head no. “No? Then what’s this, hmm?” He says as his fingers run underneath your panty line and play with the slick that coated your folds.

Izana’s fingers began to glide up and down, toying with your slick and making you clench around nothing. Your hands gripped his thighs as he plunged two fingers without warning into your tight cavern. He was making a mess out of you, your breaths were shaky and you were trying so hard not to be loud. God you felt like cumming, you were so close - his fingers were reaching deep, deeper than your small hands ever could. When he began to slide them in and out, your thighs trembled and he took notice. “Feels good, yeah?” He whispers as he puts more force and curls his fingers to hit that spot that made you see stars. “Izana-oh fuck…” You moan softly and bite your lip. “Shh…” He responds and proceeds to pick up the pace. The sound of your slick was getting a little louder as he kept getting you closer to heaven. Soon the room went quiet and Izana slowed down, allowing you to catch your breath. The silence did not last, Ran could be heard saying “We need to stretch you out first, now open wide…” The sound of a vibrator going off had you looking up at Izana, you wanted him to stretch you out too. “Not yet pretty girl…” He says as he withdraws his fingers from your dripping cunt.

The room was filled with loud moans from Ran using a vibrating dildo on the girl, a mix of his name and god were repeated over and over again. The sounds were so loud that you could have gotten away with a few moans, but you couldn’t. You were almost certain you’d scream if given the chance to make any sounds. Izana began to trace light circles on your clit, making you arch your back and try to close your legs but he kept you spread open, almost painfully locking your legs in place. The coil was getting tighter and that spine tingling sensation was getting impossible to ignore. You tried to grip his hand but his left arm bound your wrists together, pinning them against your chest. “You can’t scream (Y/N)...” God, he was bringing you so close to the edge, you were in complete tears by him saying your name, your whimper made him want to break you. He was panting in your ear and making the heat ravage your core. When he put more pressure on your bundle of nerves and picked up the pace, your whole body began to squirm as your orgasm was clawing its way out. “I want to fuck you so bad…” Izana’s low and hungry tone in your ear makes your coil snap. Soft whimpers escape your throat as your toes begin to curl and your juices gush, coating his fingers. You bit back the urge to scream by biting your lip and trying to bury your face under his chin. “Fuck…look at the mess you made.” He says as he slows his pace and releases your wrists to tilt your chin up to plan a heated kiss on your lips.

You both remained lip locked until the sound of the girl huffing made you both break the kiss. Ran spoke loud enough for you both to hear. “Sorry, but a little slut like you doesn’t deserve my cock if you belong to someone else…you can see yourself out.” Ouch, he straight up played with this girl. She began to curse and yell at Ran as she stomped out of the room. Both you and Izana chuckled. The closet door swung open and Ran pulled the hamper out exposing you and Izana on the floor. You immediately covered yourself and squeaked, Izana wrapped his arms around you to help cover you up. “So this is why you didn’t come out, you could have fucking told me or signaled something…I would have kicked her out sooner…” His coy and playful tone made you blush. He was hinting at giving the room to Izana so that he could have fucked you in a more spacious and comfortable setting. “By the way sweetheart, you two weren’t as quiet as you think. That bitch was just too stupid to notice.” With that he winked at you and left the room, giving you and Izana some much needed privacy. Izana nuzzled his face in your neck and began to plant light kisses on your neck. “Wanna finish this at my place? You can be as loud as you want…I wanna hear you scream my name.”

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yeosatinyngz · 1 year

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lily hiii <33

just saw your new post and cause im a royal pain in the ass i wanna steal a slot 🤭

could i please have an izana x reader smau texts? i dont really mind what its about but maybe angst to fluff in some way?

ilysm and take your time ❤️

Hi my love!! I’ve missed you so much and hope you’ve been well!! <33 you’re not a royal pain in the ass, anything for you🤭 I’m so sorry for how painfully long this took me, ngl i was hardcore struggling with this request, it’s not really angsty per say but I hope you still like it❤️

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tojisbbg · 1 year

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𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙪𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙

❝and i am the idiot with the painted face, in the corner, taking up space.❞

♡ izana kurokawa ♡

pt. 1, pt. 2

a/n: please read the previous chapter for better context! reblogs, comments and likes are always appreciated <3 talk to me! lmk in the comments or in my dms your thoughts :)

content: royal! au, prince izana x princess y/n (reader), arranged marriage, shitty/toxic parenting, angst, cheating, izana’s a jerk, swearing/cursing, maybe smut (?), strangers to enemies to lovers, not checked for grammatical errors.

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the long dreaded weekend finally arrived, a rainy saturday evening embraced the kingdom. you were sitting at your vanity in a robe, staring at yourself in the mirror as you tried to familiarize yourself with this new sight.

you cut your hair.

well, you didn’t do it, but the decision was impulsive. your once long hair that reached below your ass would always be in a bun or braid. now, it was shoulder-length with subtle wispy bangs to complete it. you smiled at yourself, feeling like the prettiest woman, as you finally had the freedom to do what you wanted.

your mother never let you cut your hair, nagging at you about how men loved women with long and luscious hair. you hated it, absolutely despised it truly. your hair would always get in the way of tasks, tangled and was a nuisance to wash.

not to mention your head felt like there was a boulder on it. but now, you felt lighter and a little dainty, too.

you picked out a lavender colored dress to wear for the dinner, slipping it on as your hands reached for your back to zip it up. you struggled for a few seconds, huffing in frustration as you clicked your tongue.

you opened your door a little, poking your mouth out as you yelled for one of the maid’s to come upstairs. your eyes suddenly fell upon the figure exiting in the far distanced corner, walking towards your room. as izana came closer, you got a good look of his fit.

it was simple, a casual white silk button-up and black slacks. yet, he looked so handsome.

“you ready?” izana calmly asked, approaching your door as you inched back, slightly closing your door more.

“almost, i just need help with something. give me a few minutes and i’ll be out.” you replied, the tension between you both still a little off from the previous events from earlier this week.

“move, i’ll help you.” he suddenly blurted out, catching you by surprise as you didn’t have the time to react when he opened your door, inviting himself in.

“what do you need help with?” izana asked, eyes locking with yours as his hands were shoved in his pockets. for some reason, your words were stuck in your throat, not knowing he suddenly made you feel so nervous.

“my zipper.” you meekly responded, making him hum in response. he placed his hand on the small of your back, pushing you towards the huge mirror on your vanity as you both now stood in front of it, with him behind you.

izana’s finger’s momentarily grazed the soft skin of your back, sending off goosebumps all over your body. your heart began to beat faster, the proximity to him allowing you to get a whiff of his scent, playing games with your mind.

“you cut your hair?” izana asked, but his words came out like a whisper, his warm breath fanning over your ears.

“yeah. why?” you asked, afraid that he’d make some snarky comments about how you look ugly as traditionally, women weren’t allowed to have short hair.

“no reason, it suits you.” he complimented, making your heart jump from the sudden kindness coming from him.

he slowly began to pull the zipper up, a hand on the side of your hips as you tried your best not to think much. you looked forward in the mirror, only to find his lilac eyes staring at you. you both locked eyes, unable to pull away. you could feel his hard chest against your back and it made you shudder.

why did you feel so hot all of a sudden? was he always this attractive? of course, izana’s a king after all, yet; just something about him made your knees weak.

“lord kurokawa! the car is ready for you and your highness.” the butler called out, breaking you both from the weird trance.

izana pulled the zipper all the way to the top, clearing his throat as you quickly mumbled an awkward ‘thank you’ to him before he left. you sat down on the small stool, trying to distract yourself from what just happened a few seconds ago by doing your makeup.

with a few final touches, you headed outside where the car was waiting for you as izana sat in the back next to the empty spot reserved for you. as per usual, the ride was silent as you played with the ribbon tied around the fruit basket in your lap, as you both were taking to your parent's house as a gift.

as the driver parked the car, you saw your parents standing outside with a wide smile, making you roll your eyes. izana got out of the car, going over to your side as you were startled when your door got pulled open. you stared at izana in shock, watching him offer his hand.

then you remembered that you guys have to put this little act together to show your parents that you both aren’t miserable with each other and are actually in love.

without fighting back, you put your hands in his, which was shockingly warm and very soft. after exiting the car, you felt an arm snake around your waist, as izana pulled you close to his body.

your breath hitched, never being this close to a person before, let alone a man. your knees felt like jelly, yet you tried to keep your facade, so that you and izana don’t get busted.

“my little princess! how- what in god’s name did you do to your hair?!” you mother screeched, eyes widening in horror as she rushed up to you. izana watched with astonishment, seeing your mother pull you away from his hold. she touched your hair, in denial that you could ever do such a thing.

“you stupid, stupid, stupid girl! have you not learned a single thing from me? how could you cut off the part of you that gave you your femininity? you look so hideous!” your mother cried out, making you scoff.

“geez, missed you too, mom.” you walked past her, not sparing izana a glance as you didn’t want to know whether he’d give you a taunting look or a pitiful one.

you didn’t want either.

you walked to the dining space, placing the fruit basket in the middle as you took a seat in front of the usual bland and depressing food at your parent’s house. after eating so well for the past few weeks, you didn’t know if your body could go back to stomaching such awful food.

“mother, all of this looks delicious.” izana smiled, making you snort as you gave him a questioning look. you could see right through him, there was no way he thought that this nasty ass food was good. nonetheless, he took a seat next to you as one of the maid’s began to serve everyone.

“thank you, dear. i know my useless daughter isn’t much of a help, so please, help yourself. it’s my secret recipe too!” your mother boasted, making izana nervously chuckle as he dug in. you looked at him, waiting for his reaction and you could see how he quickly chewed and swallowed it before cringing.

you smirked in amusement, watching him suffer, just like how you had to eat this disgusting food for your entire life.

“so, how are things going between you both?” your father asked, making izana clear his throat before taking a hold of your free hand with his.

“sir, i would cross the seven seas just to spend a second of my life with my beautiful wife. you have truly blessed me with your daughter and for that i thank you.” izana spoke, making your heart clutch in pain as you knew that those were a bunch of white lies that he told your parents.

yet, for some reason, a part of you secretly wished that he meant it.

“what joy! y/n, do you have nothing to say? it’s been ages since we’ve seen you.” your father’s eyes shifted to yours, as you silently picked at the chicken and surrounding vegetables.

“i am simply following your rules, which is having my husband talk for me since i am of course to be treated like a porcelain bimbo doll.” you snarked, making both of your parents sigh out in frustration.

“for goodness’s sake, y/n, can we all please have a nice family dinner?” your mother begged, making you glare at her.

“i literally did nothing, why am i always the one to blame?” you said through gritted teeth, constantly feeling attacked by your parent’s bipolar decisions.

“you’re no longer a child, y/n. you know how this world works and the responsibilities that come with it. ever since you’ve arrived here today, you’ve been nothing but a brat. you have nothing good to say or any future plans such as having kids-”

“woah, woah, are you hearing yourselves? having kids? we’re newly-weds, i barely even know his favorite color and you think we’re ready to bring in a child into this world?” your eyebrows furrowed, now getting visibly mad at your parents as your tone became laced with irritation.

“we’re taking things slowly, nothing wrong with that.” izana tried to calm things down, but his attempt was futile.

“your father and i had you a year after our marriage. you are a woman, y/n, your role in this world is to birth and nurture a child while taking care of your wife duties such as taking care of your husband. why must you always be stubborn and overcomplicate everything?” you mother shook her head in disbelief, giving you a disappointed looked.

“your mother’s right. izana will go to war soon and he won’t be with you for some time. having a child would at least keep you distracted and make time pass faster while he’s gone.” you father added on, their ridiculous words making your eyes twitch as you couldn’t believe your ears.

“so you think i’m some kind of sex machine? that i need a man’s touch and seed to keep me sane while he’s away? do you think i’m that needy and low? god, this is exactly why i don’t want to have a child now. i don’t want to make the same mistake as you both and raise my baby like how you both raised me. actually, i don’t even want you guys anywhere near my future child. you’ll only defile his or her brain with your shitty expectations.” your eyes watered, feeling absolutely humiliated as you dropped your fork on your plate, getting up from your seat as you rushed out of the dining area.

you heard your parents and izana call out your name a few times, but you didn’t care. you needed to be away from them and get some peace, so you went to the garden.

you went to the cherry blossom tree at the very back, now drenched in the rain as your clothes and hair were now sticking to your body.

but you no longer cared, sitting on the grass as you cried with your palms covering your face. you were so uhappy with your life, you hated your parents with a passion and you hated how you were stuck in an unhappy marriage.

you had no one by your side.

it made you wonder, was it even worth it to keep on going? this feeling of loneliness swallowing you was far too painful.

there was no use of running away as your parents would find you no matter what, your father would sent out an army of soldiers all over the world to look for you.

the only real option would just be to end your life, but you didn’t want to give up eveything because of a bunch of assholes.

“i don’t know, please just shut up.” you whispered to yourself, wanting your inner thoughts to just go away and let you cry in peace.

“but i haven’t even said anything.” you heard a familiar voice answer, looking up to see izana standing before you, an umbrella in his hands as he shielded your body with it.

“go away, you’re the last person i’d wanna see.” you scoffed, hugging your knees as your eyes averted to your feet.

“you know, if you didn’t want to come for dinner at your parents you could’ve just told me. i could’ve made up some excuse or something.” izana sighed, bending down to get eye-level with you.

“both you and i know that we can’t avoid my shitty parents forever.” you said in a monotone, making him chuckle as he hummed.

“you’re right, but atleast we could’ve gone when you were ready to face them. this whole marriage things is still very new to process, even for me.” he spoke with honesty, harboring a small comforting smile.

for some reason, it made you furious. how dare he behave so well with you when he’s been nothing but an absolute shitbag back at home?!

you didn’t want to be pitied, especially by someone like him.

“can you leave me alone? i want to feel the rain on me and be sad.” you groaned out in annoyance.

“okay.” izana blurted out, throwing the umbrella to the side which caught you completely off guard. he took a seat next to you, making you roll your eyes.

“you’re seriously annoying, you know that? why are you suddenly being nice, i don’t need your pity or sympathy. i’ve been living like this for like my entire life, i’m not some glass doll who needs protection.” you nagged at him, wanting to hit a nerve of his so that he could get mad and leave.

“i know, and i’m not trying to offer you any of those. your parents are assholes and that’s no lie. i guess what i’m trying to say is that i’ve been living in delusion.” izana’s eyes softened, making your breath hitch as you looked at him through your glossy eyes.

“what?” you croaked out, still in shock.

“i thought that you were the blame as to why i’m stuck in this marriage, because you were like those other princesses that begged their daddy to get them married to a rich prince. i didn’t know how badly your parents treated you, i was just so focused on my anger that i forgot about basic human compassion. i thought that because my parents were so loving and caring before they died, every family would be the same.” guilt was plastered all over his face and it was refreshing to finally have someone understand your misery.

“i mean, in one way this marriage kind of saved me. i’m free from everything. it’s like my escape route, but one where my father won’t have the entire nation’s army search for me. so, i guess it’s not that bad.” you admitted, making him smile.

god, why did he look so good even with his hair wet and face drenched in the pouring rain?

your heart was skipping multiple beats at the same time, worrying you on if you were on the verge of having a stroke.

“izana! y/n! there you both are, we were worried sick.” your parents came rushing to you both, startling you.

“we’re so sorry, izana. y/n, you have spoiled your evening dress along with izana’s suit. dear god, you have so much to learn. you know, i had this meeting with other neighbhoring queens and they’ve put their daughters in these special classes. honey, we could fix this together. please, let me help you.” your mother gave you sickening puppy eyes, making your stomach churn in horror. you were silent, no longer having any words left to say to them.

you looked over at izana, seeing his face darken as his jaw locked. you sensed some kind of dark aura embracing him, getting a little nervous yourself.

“what the fuck? can you please stop treating her like she’s diseased? god, you both are so obsessed with her! she’s perfectly fine the way she is.” izana angrily spoke, the vein on his neck popping out as evidence of his fury. you were shocked at his sudden outburst, not expecting him to fight back against your parents’ words.

“oh dear, izana you’re too blinded by your love. this is not princess behavior, this is freakish, son.” your father tried to fakely empathize with izana. he placed a hand on izana’s shoulder, but izana roughly shook it off, making your parents gasp.

“what’s freakish is how obsessed you both are in making my perfectly fine wife your little doll. she’s no longer your princess, she’s my princess and the future queen of my kingdom when i get crowned in a few months.” he bitterly spat, making your mother scoff.

“you oblivious little child, one day you both will regret not listening to your elders.” your mother shook her head in disbelief.

“yeah, well, i’ll be waiting for that day. till then, please do not ever contact me or my wife.” izana snickered, grabbing your hand before standing up as he pulled you along with him.

before walking off, izana stopped in his tracks, making you stop as well.

now what?

today was full of surprises and you couldn’t help but grow more curious as to what would happen.

“by the way, mother. i would say thank you for the meal, but the dinner was absolutely horrendous. i wouldn’t even feed that to the stray dogs near my castle.” he smirked, as you turned to see the mix of anger and sadness paint your mother’s face.

you couldn’t help but feel joyous inside, your heart feeling at peace knowing that your parents received the medicine that they’ve been deserving for years now.

“wait, but how will we get home?” you asked, looking at izana and he looked at you with a mischievous grin.

“a prince always has a plan.” he answered slyly, as when you both reached the front yard, you saw his car and the butler waiting with an umbrella as he welcomed you both inside the car.

“lord kurokawa and your highness! i will inform the maids to prepare warm baths for you both as soon as possible.” the butler said in a panicked voice, making you smile.

“take it easy, man. i just witnessed the best show of my life.” you let out a chuckle, hearing a soft chortle coming from your side.

“yeah, it was pretty amusing.” izana admitted, making you hum in response.

the rest of the ride was silent, neither of you knowing how to start a conversation with each other. you decided to sleep, knowing it would be a long drive home.

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you groaned, body aching as you sat up. you realized that you were in your bed and changed into your pajamas. you tried to recall memories of earlier and you remembered that you fell asleep in the car.

then..

how did you end up here?

“the fuck?” you whispered to yourself. did izana carry you to your room? but what about your clothes, he couldn’t possibly change you out of your wet ones while you were asleep.

“your highness?” you heard a knock at your door, giving them your command to enter. two maids entered the room, a tray with porridge and what seemed like medicine on the side.

“what’s that?” you asked, pointing to the tray.

“ginseng porridge and medicine. lord kurokawa has ordered the cook to make some for you and the royal doctor to give medicine to prevent a cold.” she informed you, making you unknowingly smile.

“i see. oh, can you please tell me who brought me to my room?” you asked, trying to hide your embarrassment.

“lord kurokawa carried you to your room and requested us to change you out of your soiled dress.” she said with dreamy eyes, making you blush for even thinking about izana changing you.

“anyways, you may give me the medicine and take the porridge down. i don’t like eating porridge.” you cleared your throat, opening your palm as you waited for the pill.

it wasn’t a lie, you hated porridge. you always flushed down the bowl of porridge your mother would bring up to your room, lying to her when she came back to your room to check up on you.

“but, your majesty, this medicine has to be taken with food.” the maid meekly responded, making you groan in annoyance.

“fine, i’ll just go downstairs and have yesterday’s left over.” you threw off the covers, the cold air hitting your exposed arms and legs due to the silk gown you were wearing.

nonetheless, you were starving and headed down stairs.

the hallway was quiet, the lights downstairs were turned off, indicating that everyone has went to sleep.

you reached the bottom of the stairs, walking towards the kitchen as you tried to tiptoe.

“what do we have here?” a groggy voice behind you startled you as you screamed, immediately lunging at the person behind you in defense. the person wasn’t expecting the sudden attack, falling on their back with a thud as you fell on top of them.

you raised your fist to land a punch but the person beneath you tightly entangled their arms around you to prevent you from doing any harm.

red alarms went off in your mind, tears welling in your eyes as you were now genuinely scared for your life. being caged in your parents’ castle had the only benefit of preventing you from any crazy harm, now you were fearful if they made any weird ties with shady people to make your life hellish.

what if this time they wanted to get rid of you, for good?

“let me go! iza-”

you stopped midway when the familiar smell of light vanilla came to your senses. your heartbeat began to relax, making you let out a sigh of relief as you allowed yourself to melt into his embrace.

“it’s you. thank god, it’s you.” you mumbled into the fabric of his shirt, hugging onto him tighter. you don’t know why, but you can’t decide whether you hate or like izana. all you know is that you didn’t want to let him go right now.

“who else would it be other than you and me, princess?” izana’s voice was raspy and slightly cracked, as he comfortingly rubbed your back to help you calm down.

you soon realized what was going on and quickly pulled away, standing up to your feet as you rushed over to turn on the lights. you cleared your throat, wishing you left the lights off as you knew your cheeks were bright red right now since you could physically feel them burning.

“um, sorry about that. i was just a little paranoid and your voice didn’t sound like how it normally does.” you cleared your throat, avoiding eye contact with him.

“it’s fine, i just came down for a glass of water and saw you lurking. oh, and for my voice, i have a sore throat. i sent your medicine to prevent it from affecting you, although maybe now i may have given it to you i think.” he giggled, making you smile.

“yeah, i saw. i didn’t take it yet, i’m trying to look for some food.” you answered him, making him furrow his eyebrows.

“did the maids not deliver you the porridge?” he asked.

“no, they did. i just don’t like porridge, it makes me gag.” you reasoned, scrunching your nose as he rolled his eyes.

“that’s because you’ve been eating your mother’s shitty food for all your life so you’ve never had good porridge. this is my family’s recipe, i guarantee that you’ll like it.” izana swears, grabbing your hand before dragging you to the dining space. he walked into the kitchen and plated you another bowl of porridge and heated it up.

“just take a bite, if you don’t like it i won’t force you to eat it.” he assured, making you sigh as you obliged with his request.

you scooped up some of the porridge, making sure to get a little bit of everything in it. the porridge wasn’t bland like your mother’s, it had a lot of veggies along with chicken and what seemed like pickled vegetables as well?

you placed the bite in your mouth, tasting the food. the warm food going down your throat brought you some comfort, the taste of the different seasonings including the pickled vegetables brought your tastebuds back to life.

you quietly inhaled the food, sensing the prideful aura radiating off of izana.

“it’s good, isn’t it?” izana taunted, making you clear your throat.

“it’s alright.” you said with a mouthful of the porridge, struggling to speak as he chuckled from your stubbornness.

silence fell upon you both once again, running out of things to talk about as you ate. izana was trying to distract himself from constantly looking at you by reading his official papers.

“finally some good fucking food.” you breathed out as you dropped your spoon in the bowl, accidentally letting out a burp as you quickly excused yourself.

“for a princess that’s be imprisoned with obsessive royal parents, you’re so brash.” he snickered, making you scoff.

“huh?! the hell’s that supposed to mean, jerk.” you mumbled under your breath, annoyed by his words.

“i don’t know, you’re just.. weird.” izana laughed, making you roll your eyes.

“and what about you? i don’t think you can even take a shit by yourself without the help of your butlers.” you retorted an insulted back at him, making his eyes widen.

“you little shit.” izana narrowed his eyes, making you grin.

“grow up, bitch.” you remarked, knowing that you won this conversation. you got up with your bowl, heading to the kitchen to wash it. it started to rain once again, the soft pitter-pattering noice radiating throughout the hollow castle, bring a sense of peace to you.

you walked back to your chair, the shuffling sounds of your slipper against the tiled floor caught izana’s attention. he helped you with taking out the pills, handing it to you along with the glass of water as you drank it.

“do you like living in royalty?” izana suddenly blurted out, catching you by surprise.

“of course not, every noble that exists on this planet are nothing but slaves to the cycle of money and power. i am most certainly not one of those dogs.” you scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest.

“you have a point, but you must admit, we royals live in much better conditions than commoners. we have people to serve us, protection, great housing and food. i mean, it’s a commoners dream to live like us, isn’t it?” izana tried to defend, placing his face on the palm of his hand, now interested to listen to your rebuttal.

“the devil never makes a deal with a desperate soul if it doesn’t sound appealing. these commoners are completely oblivious about our lives, the abuse and creulty that it comes with. i’d rather live in a old, worn-out cottage with bread and soup as my meal than live this shitty life.” you angrily spat out, wishing that things could’ve been different.

you weren’t upset with izana’s words, but rather with the fact that every other noble thought the same way as him. which wasn’t a surprise or anything, royal children were brainwashed to believe in this crap.

“convince me.” he egged further, making you scoff.

“tell me, did you ever get to feel the rush of the town’s river beneath your feet? the sun kissing your skin as you sit a feild of flower, having a small picnic consisting of bread, butter and fresh jam? or how about watching the stars in the great night sky on a hill?” you questioned him, making izana go silent as he never had an answer to give you. his silence answered your questions, as you gave him a sad smile.

“me neither, and it’s all because while living in such fame and wealth, we forget to enjoy and cherish the creation of god. we forget to appreciate mother nature’s beauty and the gift of life.” you sighed, putting your head down as you counted the number of drops you heard.

“wow i... i’ve never thought about it like that.” izana breathed out, eyes widened from shock as you just opened a whole new perspective of life to him.

“yeah, well, being imprisoned for your whole life makes you think a lot. i’d kill to be a commoner, dance in the streets during festivals with the small children, eat street food, and just live in peace. i want to have flowers in my hair, dance with the stars and sing with the moon.” you dreamily said, similing to yourself at the romanticization of life.

“is it that fun?” izana hesitantly asked, intrigued by your passionate argument.

“like a dream that i never want to wake up from.” you giggled like a child, delirious with sleep as you knew these medications would make you drowsy.

“hmm, i suppose you’ll have to take me to one to make me convinced.” he playfully said, making you hum in agreement.

“i will, but what’ll i get if i win?” you mumbled into your arms, trying to keep yourself awake to hear his response.

“whatever that is that you desire, i will service you. but if i win, you must submit to me like we were taught as royals.” izana challenged, making you smirk against your skin as you gave him a thumbs up.

“you’re on, prince jackass.”

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y-umiko · 2 years

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TOKYOREV BOYS WHEN YOU WORE SOMEONE ELSE JACKET

CHARACTER(S): Izana . Rin . Baji . Smiley . Hanma

WARNING/S: >3

Izana Kurokawa

A small smile appeared on his lips as he saw you running towards him with arms open, first thing as you arrive at their hideout. Izana naturally welcomed your hug, he wraps his arms around you, burying his face into the crook of your neck.

sighing in contentment as he feels your warmth and inhales your scent. but he stops short, instead of your sweet lavender scent, you smell different, somewhat masculine, a male cologne that's definitely not his.

he pulls away from you, eyebrows furrowed as he grabs both your shoulders to face him, scanning you up and down.

"What's wrong?" You asked, startled by the sudden change of attitude. It was then then that he noticed you were wearing a jacket that you didn't have before, and definitely not his.

"Whose jacket is this?"

Looking down, you nonchalantly responded "Oh it's Kakucho"

His frown deepens, he doesn't like it one bit, seeing you all bundled up in another man's clothing other than his.

"It was cold and it was just laying around, he said I can borrow it as long as I wash it properly, it's actually really wa-"

"Take it off" he ordered, sliding it off your body, bundling it, then throwing it to the side. the cold immediately sends shivers down your spine as you unconsciously hug yourself.

"but it's cold" you whined, pouting at the white-haired man in front of you, "Am I supposed to freeze to death to appease your jealousy?"

you meant it as a joke but Izana takes your well being seriously, if you were cold he would probably immediately make it summer if he can.

"don't worry, I'll keep you warm" he mumbled as he pulled you back into his arms, tugging on his jacket to cover you too, and it was warm, to say the least. a hum of approval and comfort escaping your lips as you made yourself comfortable.

"And I was not jealous"

Rindou Haitani

The moment you appeared within his sight he knew there was something different, something wrong. and his feelings were proven right as his eyes landed on your jacket. looking out of place with your small body.

"where did you get that jacket?" he immediately asks, because there's no way he can focus on you wearing that jacket that's clearly owned by a man.

pausing from your tracks, you look down at your oversized jacket and shrugged "I'm not sure where he got it, why don't you ask your brother?"

his stare hardens, almost burning "did you seriously not understood the question, or did you just want to get on my nerves?"

you looked up and stared at him, gauging the expression on his face, trying to read between the lines before a small smile grow on your face as the realization hits you "are you jealous?"

"Yes" was his immediate response, words fall short of your mouth expecting him to deny his jealousy. "now take it off and just wear mine"

without a word he just takes off his jacket and pushes it at you, as you slip Ran's jacket and put it on instead, his scent immediately filling your nose as you unconsciously snuggled into the soft fabric. the sight immediately calming him down.

"And they said Ran was the jealous one" you mumbled under your breath followed by a giggle.

"I heard that, don't push it"

Baji Keisuke

"oh"

was the words that escaped both you and Baji's lips as you two met in the Toman's meeting spot. your 'oh' more on the confusion part as you didn't expect to see Baji wearing his Toman jacket when you were currently wearing it.

while Baji was surprised to see you wearing another man's jacket, especially a member of Toman, who would even be brave enough to step out their way and give you their jacket, knowing you were with him.

"what are you wearing?" he asks, eyeing the jacket wrap on your body, a hint of anger on his face.

you look down in confusion, taking a turn to look at the jacket Baji was wearing and the jacket you were wearing "I thought this is yours, I found it in your closet"

he blinked, anger slowly dissipating. "that's not mine…it's probably Chifuyu's'"

"Why do you even have his jacket in your closet?"

"he sleepovers at my place all the time, practically leaves on my place" he simply says but his hands were moving separately as he unbuttons the jacket you were wearing before sliding it off your body.

"what are you doing?" you curiously asked, watching him take the jacket to the side while he took off his jacket and draped it around you.

"you reek of another man, I don't like it"

Nahoya Kawata

"Please tell me that's not Mitsuya's jacket?" Smiley asked the moment you stopped in front of him. the question prompting you to look down on the said jacket.

"oh? isn't this yours?" you mumbled in surprise as you inspect the jacket more closely, and surely it does look different from what Smiley wears. then suddenly remembering that there were two jackets drapped side by side earlier and you grabbed this one by mistake in your haste as you were meeting with him.

"no wonder it smells different" you took a big whiff of the fabric and he twitched and all of a sudden you felt cold. Smiley was smiling but the stare he was giving you gave you all the details you needed.

"Now that we established it's not mine, let's not waste another second and take it off, okay?" he simply says, his smile frozen as he helped you slide it off your body.

"hai hai, no need to get jealous" you giggled as you bundled the jacket into your hands, noting to give it back to Mitsuya later.

“not jealous" he clarified

“mhm sure you’re not — but it's cold! I left your jacket at the hideout” you whined unconsciously clinging to his arm to keep warm, but Smiley began to walk away, with your hands intertwined together though.

"bear it, think of it as your punishment"

"wha! that's so mean!"

he didn't even last 5 minutes and he gave up and gave you his jacket. you did make it up to him though.

Hanma Shuji

No words were needed as Hanman stalked towards you, taking only a few strides to reach you before gently turning you around and cupping your cheeks with one hand to make you look up and meet his eyes.

Hanma could recognize you from miles away, even when your back was facing him, he knew it was you, and just as he knew almost everything about you, he knows every piece of clothing you both owned, and the large jacket you were wearing that of a man was definitely not his.

"you really like driving me insane don't you?" were his words as he gently squishes your cheeks while you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion.

"What are you talking about?" you mumbled after swatting his hand away from your cheeks. "whose jacket are you wearing? I just need a name" he murmurs, his words rough as he takes a look at the jacket once again, trying to see if he can recognize the owner. there was a sense of familiarity after all. you sigh before giggling as you reach up for his face and this time cupped his cheeks, slightly pulling his face down to match yours, Hanma quietly obliging "Shuji, you're the one who gave me this jacket a few days ago when I left your house and it was raining"

"Feeling better?" you giggled, a teasing tone to your voice. it took a moment for Hanma to process what you said before his lips twitch upward and nuzzled his cheeks into your hands.

"you got me worried there for a second" he sighed, straightening his posture before he met your own eyes. "I do remember giving it to you but it's not mine"

your eyes pop from the confession, "what?! then whose is it?"

he shrug, "probably Kisaki"

"and that makes it all better?!"

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mchlgayser · 1 year

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𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐍 ft izana kurokawa

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: The gang leader of your boyfriend's rivalry team to a liking to you, his queen.

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: angst to fluff / ( ☆ )

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: yandere theme, jealousy, possessive and obsession, violence, languages, and death threat

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: HELLO! OMG, first of all, I am freaking out (not really) because I don't know how well this is gonna turn out. After all, it's been so long since I last made a one-shot with yandere themes! The last one was Shidou Ryusei's from Blue lock. But it wasn't gonna be half as gore (I think?) as this one! Hopefully, it was okay BUT let me know what you think in the comment! Happy reading xx (E/T known as eye types)

You were in the kitchen eating breakfast when your boyfriend came in 'Hey,' You bid eyeing up from the bowl of milk and cereal towards him. He got out a glass and poured cold water, chugging it down. 'I gotta go, Kakucho called and there'll be a meeting!' He kisses the crown of your head before he left the estate.

You blink a few times looking back at the spot he was at and the front door not far from the kitchen hall. You shrug continue eating, your acrylic nail made a tapping sound against the phone as you scroll using your other hand.

It was late, nearly a quarter of one but still no sign of your boyfriend. Izana was supposed to be exactly thirty minutes ago, max but here you are waiting for him yet the half-Filipino guy never made it back home until a phone call erupted the spacious hall.

'Where are you?'

'Hey, lovey, I don't think I'll be back tonight. There's been a mistake at work and I need to get it done. Kakucho will drop by to get you some food-' The passcode on the door is punched open and the sight of the scarred male arrived.

'He's here, see you!' You hung up the call and get the plastic bag from Kakucho 'Woah, this is a lot!'

'Izana asked me to get an extra, as an apology...' You huff, eyes on the heavy plastic bag 'Would you mind accompanying me?' He was reluctant but nodded nonetheless. 'You get this ready, I'm gonna bring us some fine wine!' You singsong as you skip to the wine restoring cabinet and get the finest wine, the one you got on your birthday.

Kakucho sat on the medium-sized couch whilst you sat on the main couch, getting comfortable 'But don't Izana have works for you?' You asked away, pouring down the wine into his wine cup. He shake his head 'I was done for the night, Izana is occupied because a new gang was requested to do private business with us.' You wiggle your brow at him 'Really, I guess that's why he was so busy the rest of the week.' He hums and bottoms up the drink while you did the same 'Ahh, this is so good! Here!' You gave him the whole bottle and smile lazily 'You should hide or throw it while you can, Izana will be pissed if he knows I drink more than a cup!' You hiccuped

'Already?' Kakucho chuckles and puts aside the wine, away from you. 'But the gang you was talking about, who are they?' He looks up from you, one brow furrowing 'Why do you want to know? Do you even know other gangs other than Tenjiku?' You pout at him 'Izana told me all of his business partners, I wanna know if I know this one!' You hiccup once more. Kakucho walks out to the kitchen to grab a water bottle and handed it to you.

'They're Doncan. Do you know them?' You gulp the drink and wipe off the access from the corner of your mouth 'Oh them - but aren't they like you guys, rivalry?' He handed you a proper napkin once he speaks up 'A new gang formed, and surprisingly gained lots of members in a few months. They wanted to take out the two top Japanese drug organizations. We had no choice but to join hands. It's a win-win situation anyway.' He shrugs gulping down another cup of wine. You look at the half-full glass with lust.

'I want more drink!' You snapped out of your thoughts and slap your face 'Easy Y/n if you hurt yourself I will be responsible for it. You know how Izana is...' You sigh in contempt, laying down on the couch with a faint thud 'My boyfriend is so dreamy! Always putting me first.' Your eyes hooded and sleepy 'You should sleep. I will take care of you until Izana's home.' You hum patting his arm through his suit and yawning 'Thank you Kakucho!'

The sun barely set when you woke up in bed, neatly tucked and hair tied just how you liked it. Your head was a bit sore from liquoring up so you got up but a light nudge held you back. You spun your head around seeing Izana in his sleeping attire with his glasses on and a laptop on his lap. His one hand was around your neck and collarbone while his other hand was used to scroll the sensor. 'You scared me!' You revealed as you turn your body around and went to hug him 'What time is it?'

'Barely seven.' He answered eyes never leaving the screen. He turns to you for a moment plastering a chaste kiss on your side temple 'I'm going to work at eight, not gonna be as busy as the other day so I was wondering if you want to follow me?' Your eyes lighted up, it's been so long - one week since you visited or even set foot inside the building.

'Sure, wake me up when it's time to go!' He hums petting your shoulder and caressing it.

You and Izana arrived at his workplace. The guards lined up already waiting for his arrival. You two got arms lined together as you two strode together inside the entrance.

'Ryo Yamada is inside your office room.' Informed Kakucho, stealing a glance and a quick smile your way. You two went inside the elevator accompanied by three of his men into the room. Two of them waited outside the door and you three get inside.

A man probably around your age neatly sit on the leather couch. His Rolex watch flexing inside the dimmed light room. 'There you are! And I see you bought one of your bitch.'

'Be careful how you speak, this is my fiancé.' Despite feeling stunned by the man's remark, you have a shake with him 'Y/n L/n.' He gladly took your hand placing a gentle kiss on your knuckle 'The pleasure is mine, Ryo Yamada.' Izana tears his face away from you and scoff 'Stand far from my missus, Ryo.' The man laughed, both of his hands beside his head.

'Chill Kurokawa, I won't devour the lady... Yet.' Izana was ready to pounce and forget about all this shitty assists from his gang but you held him back.

'It's okay,' He cooled down, adjusting his tie, and have a seat with the man in front of him, you at the side, half-listening.

Izana was not blind. He could see the look Ryo was giving you. That infamous dirty stare he laid upon his victims. Izana being Izana, he would've killed that man with a snap of his finger but every time you held his hand and assure him, he'll just sigh and try to cool his head down. Key Word: Try.

'Aw, come on don't try so hard and be so lovey-dovey! I might die because of jealousy!' He scowls lowly, eyes hooded over your figure. The tanned hand of Izana had reached for his back pocket where he kept his gun. One wrong move again and he'll shoot without hesitation.

'Now business aside,' He man-spread on the chair, hands over his knees with his eyes bore from you to Izana then back to you 'How long have you two known each other?'

'That was none of your' - He was cut by you 'We met in 2005. Izana just got released from juvenile and he was with my brother. Izana calls it 'Love at the first glance.' You chuckle tearing your eyes from Ryo to Izana to see he had already looked at you. That sharp purple eyes of his relaxed in you.

'That's cringe.' His pupils diverted. Hell no, Izana won't let anyone, he means anyone and not even Kakucho to insult how he fell in love with you. It wasn't cringe or drama-like. It was Izana Kurokawa falling in love with you. No matter what, he won't take comments about how he fell in love with you. His haven and his majesty.

His gaze turns from you to Ryo. A fast motions whistle and a scream erupted inside the soundproof room. Ryo was shot right in the knee. His knee busted open out from his expensive slack. A painful agony scream erupts once more. His eyes were bloodshot.

'F'ckin hell! That hurts!' Izana eyes weren't quiver even one bit. His eyes were steady and plain. 'One wrong move again. And I'll make not to miss that thick skull head of yours.' He planted the gun to his forehead mimicking the 'Bang' sound 'You should've thought about the worst consequences before you came barking at my queen, you pathetic loser.'

'Fuck this useless negotiation. With your gang or without, Tenjiku will remain at the top. You and all that shitty gangs below us can fucking rot in hell.' He finished opening up the door as Ryo's guards rush inside. A blood war was incoming but by that time, Kakucho had made sure to put you and Izana back inside the car and to your mansion.

'That scumbag.' You sighed bringing Izana into a hug. Your hand fished inside your purse to grab a pack of tissue wiping off the warm blood stained off his cheeks and lips.

'He won't get his way with you.' He scoops you in his arms earning a small yelp from you, but once you relaxed you laugh 'He won't. Never will.' Noses touching. His eyes find their way to your E/T ones.

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souyasbabyy · 2 years

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your instagram while dating izana

i love him so much and i love him even more in that, i think its one of my favorite until now (tagging the people that requested him minus the 4 anons: @alienswth @loisuke )

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y/n: get yourself someone that plays your favorite songs on his guitar

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ran_haitani: okay, let me steal your boyfriend then

└ y/n: you stay away from him!!

sano_em: anw is izana soft for youuu?

└ izan_a: shut up

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y/n: partner in crime

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shiinsn0: be careful on the road you two

└ y/n: don't worry <3

mad_shiOn: are you guys out without us?

└ y/n: we cant always be with you!!!

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y/n: im the one third wheeling them

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rin_doou: are you jealous of kaku?

└ y/n: NO BAHRJAISHAIBF

└ ran_haitani: yes she is

└ y/n: i’ll kill you haitani don’t try me

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y/n: 🥺

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ran_haitani: izana being in love is my favorite thing now

mad_shi0n: gonna make me vommit with your cute shits

└ y/n: -_-

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y/n: LOOK AT ME

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shiinsn0: LOOK AT YOUR GIRLFRIEND

MIKEYYYYY: I FOUND HER ACC

└ izan_a: LEAVE

#mel 🌻#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers imagine #tokyo revengers headcanon #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyorev x reader #izana x reader #tokyo revengers izana #izana headcanons #izana smau #izana scenarios #izana kurokawa #tenjiku #ran and rindou #izana imagine #tokyo revengers kakucho #mikey sano #shinichiro sano

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ezsznn · 10 months

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everytime izana would so much as look up at you, you’d turn the vibrator up. you were a monster with a vibrator in your possession. he’d manage to keep in his little whines since he didn’t want to embarrass himself infront of his siblings. izana supposedly had a ‘psycho mentality’ about him, but it was the exact opposite when you were with him.

he’d look up at you with those precious eyes, begging you to turn it off. but you’d just turn it even higher because you knew he could do nothing about it. it was pounding against his prostate, and he eventually rode out his orgasm as manjiro and emma left. he shook in embarrassment, a small tear falling down his face. your little prince.

. . Rei

#tokyo rev #tokyo revengers #izana #izana kurokawa #izana smut #izana scenarios #dom!reader #sub!character #sub tokyo revengers #sub izana #enerrei

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cheesus-doodles · 2 months

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Yakuza Boss Izana + Pudding

Valentine’s Day Shorts

Masterlist | Valentine's Shorts List

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took the previous week off to rest, am back at it again! happy belated valentine's day! the izzy in this is in my head is the shaggy hair future izzy <3

"Hey!" But you could only pout as you watched Izana dig into your half-eaten pudding. "That's mine!"

"Serves you right," the white-haired man huffed, spooning a generous heap of pudding straight into his mouth as he swiftly dodged your attempts to grab the cup back. You really were adorable, he mused as he watched you from the corner of his eye, to think that you could match his speed and reflexes. "You ate my share."

It was a rather cold winter afternoon down by the banks of the river, the overcast sky blocking out any sign of the usual sunlight, and the breeze that swept down the waterway only lowering the temperature even more. Well bundled up in your thick coat, you still shivered slightly, snuggling into your finance's side - and for all his pointed words, Izana was more than happy to let you, pulling you closer to him.

You shot a few more longing glances at your rapidly diminishing sweet treat, lightly brushing a strand of hair aside from his cheek before it could touch the pudding. "But what makes you think its yours Izzy?"

"You know what day it is!" His rebuttal came immediately. Though, the yakuza boss did note that you seemed more amused than distraught at his antics as he grumpily polished off the last of the dessert, before haphazardly tossing the now empty container back into your paper bag without a second glance and plopping down to lay his head on your lap. That was delicious, and you should be ashamed.

Twelve years the two of you have been together, and you have never failed even once to make - hand make - a treat for him on Valentine’s Day, be it chocolates, biscuits or any number of other sweets. Yet today, of all days, he was the one that had to hunt you down, only to find you by the bank of your favorite river, enjoying a treat in the form of a pudding by yourself. His pudding.

"I can't believe you," he grumbled. It was an unusual look for the well feared mafia boss who laid sprawled across your lap, sulking like a rebuffed child, violet gaze refusing to meet yours. "Eating all by yourself. Today!"

You didn't answer him, but the slightest ruffle of the paper bag caught Izana's attention even as you continued to run one hand through his mob of hair. And blank eyes turned just in time to catch you pulling out a second cup of pudding from your paper bag.

"Guess this one is mine then," you chirped playfully, popping open the top to reveal a pristine soft surface off which light bounced, the pudding glinting even in the dim sunlight. "Don't mind if I -"

The pudding cup was gone from your hand before you could finish your sentence. And your jaw-dropped expression were reflected in that familiar empty gaze as you followed the sound of slurping to find said stolen cup in the tanned hands of your finance. "HEY!"

Izana only started chewing faster.

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stxrmylxve · 1 year

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Soooo I just recently saw your 'jealous Hanma' and I was wondering what would Izana, Shinichiro and Kazutora be like if they were jealous if a friend or one of their gang members are hitting on you in front of them.

Izana:

jealous!izana would be fuckin pissed. not only because someone was hitting on you, but because he was the fucking gang leader, the highest there was, and had also publicly announced to the gang he was dating you, yet this absolute lowlife was hitting on you.

jealous!izana would get rindou/ran to hunt them down and beat the shit out of the person before doing so himself, sending the person on their way, along with a few broken bones perhaps.

jealous!izana would once again announce he was dating you, making sure to snake his arm around your waist with a bruising grip and a tight smile as he laced his words with venom

jealous!izana was a possessive one, but he was just a broken sweetheart looking for the love he had been scammed out of in his previous years…

Shinichiro:

jealous!shinichiro wouldn’t act on it at first. he would keep a watch on it for sure, but wouldn’t burst out yet. now, if it was turned up a notch, he would certainly introduce himself.

jealous!shinishiro would go through over a pack a day pondering ideas of what would happen. wondering if you would leave him, wondering if you were too good for him for that matter.

jealous!shinichiro would get so fucking mad at the person in his head to where he would punch the brick walls in his bike shop until blood painted over the white walls. his eyes would have veins popping out of them, knuckles bashed in; why the hell did they think they were good for you? no way in hell they were better than this fuckin sano.

jealous!shinichiro broke down and told you, sounding more like a small child, as you laughed at his one-sided feelings. you comforted him, saying you hadn’t even thought about that person and simply agreed to avoid an argument. they were a feisty gang member, after all.

and it was jealous!shinichiro that held a private meeting, just a one on one with that person, to lay all of the boundaries and rules with seeing you if they wanted to stay in the gang and keep their teeth still in their gums. safe to say they backed off a bit.

Kazutora:

jealous!kazutora could see the look in chifuyu’s eyes as he talked with you, the absolute love that honeyed over his eyes. it made him confused, and sad nonetheless, that one of his own best friends wanted to get with his s/o.

jealous!kazutora had to go to his therapist more often and left you alone at home for hours upon hours while he overthought and collected his thoughts, just to come home and crash on the couch. not daring to utter a word to you.

and it was jealous!kazutora that created meaningless arguments with you, throwing nasty words coated with pure hatred, not necessarily towards you but towards chifuyu. but you didn’t know that. he never spoke to you enough to tell you. so… you left the room, tears streaming down your face, as you slammed the door in his face.

jealous!kazutora sat there in absolute dispare, thinking about his parents and exactly how he was becoming like his father with his mother. he clentched his fists and unintentionally punched right through the glass table, breaking down right there as you rushed to his side.

jealous!kazutora was one that would break so easily that it was scary, but his awful memories from his childhood and juvie always brought him back to reality. eventually, at least.

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xxelfmamaxx · 2 years

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Izana x y/n 💞😩

(Credit:asutaroyuu[Twitter])

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers scenarios #izana scenarios #izana x reader #tokyo revengers izana #izana headcanons #izana kurokawa #tokyorev izana #izana x y/n #izana fluff

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sinfulseashell · 1 year

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For Y!Izana

(I don't know if I can put izana with bonten so I just made a separate one for him)

How would you react if reader escaped successfully, and after a year or two later, when you found her again, she has a child. And the reason she ran away was because she got pregnant and wanted to give the child a better life.

Y!Izana: A smirk plays across his lips as he swirls the wine in his cup, “I think it’s absolutely adorable how my darling assumes that I wouldn’t know what they were up to…” he chuckles finally bringing his gaze to meet the interviewer. “So naive and innocent…wanting to give our child a better life? Is that not something I can provide them…how plainly idiotic of them to assume that I wouldn’t be an amazing father.” The smirk he once held fades into a frown as he crushes the glass in his hands, lavender eyes darkening watching the blood drip. “They would never find anyone better then me…and I’ll make sure that they would never forget it.”

#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #tokyo revengers brahman #tokyo revengers toman #tokyo revengers valhalla #tokyorev x reader #yandere tokyo revengers #tokyo rev x you #tokyo revengers bonten #tokyo revengers black dragons #yandere izana #kurokawa izana #izana kurokawa #izana imagines #izana headcanons #izana scenarios

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buccini555 · 1 year

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𝐓 𝐞 𝐚 𝐫 𝐃 𝐫 𝐨 𝐩 - 𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚

Izana usually pays a lot of attention to you and your behavior, it was morning, usually you would wake him up with a good morning smile, but strangely this time it was different.

He noticed that for some reason, you looked sad, for a few minutes, in silence, the same reflection if he had done something wrong, trying to remember having said something he shouldn't or something, however, indirectly he went to question you why you seemed so distant that morning.

— Hmm...? Something happened?

He suddenly appeared behind you while you were trying to eat the snack he had made for breakfast.

— No, I'm fine, honey!

You forced a smile, knowing that you had woken up to a bad day, but you didn't want to show that you were sad so he wouldn't end up getting worried.

— Hey, you know I know you pretty well, right?

He kept looking at you, his face said he had discovered his lie.

You just stayed silent, looked down looking away from Izana and couldn't hold back your tears.

— No, don't cry! I am here.

He immediately hugged you when he realized the tears spilled on the table.

— Calm down, you'll be fine, I promise you will... I'll stay here with you, okay?

He said as he strokes your hair until you calmed.

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tojisbbg · 1 year

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𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙪𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙

❝and i am the idiot with the painted face, in the corner, taking up space.❞

♡ izana kurokawa ♡

pt. 1

a/n: i love putting mikey and izana stans through pain lolz.

⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅

nothing ever lasts forever.

you looked at the roses that were becoming shriveled up, slowly withering. the cold, unforgiving winter was soon to come. the grassy fields filled with flowers and little creatures of mother nature would be embraced by cold arms, blanketed with snow.

you bitterly grimaced at how this pathetic flower was used as a symbol of love. ironically, it fits.

love?

no such thing truly exists, and even if it does, it’s either fake or bound to die in the future.

you leaned down, picking up one of the sorrowful roses from the royal garden, looking at it with pity. while plucking off the petals, you accidentally pricked your finger from one of the thorns on the stem.

you were startled from the short-lived pain, looking at your index finger as you saw the small droplet of the crimson red liquid.

“you truly are evil.” you whispered, throwing the stupid flower on the ground just like any other worthless piece of trash.

“princess! what are you doing out here in such weather?! you’ll catch a cold!” one of the maids rushed in, concern and fear written all over her face.

“could i never get a second of peace and quiet? what is it that you need?” you harshly spat out, knowing that these stupid women didn’t care for your actual well-being.

they were ordered to for the sake of their pockets being filled.

of course, the world had to revolve around money and green of us filthy human beings.

“the king and queen has requested for you.” she spoke with a low voice, eyes not meeting your glaring ones.

“tell them to fuck off.” you bluntly replied, getting up to walk towards the orchid tree that was located way far back towards the end of the garden. suddenly, you felt the maid drop on her knees, holding one of your legs.

“what the fuck, get off of me!” you tried to wiggle her off, but she shook her head in refusal.

“please, princess! your father has already threatened all of us to have our heads chopped off because of not having you follow your daily routine. you must come or else our lives are at stake!” she sobbed, making you look down at them with a disgusted expression.

“you sick morons.” you grumbled under your breath, agreeing to head inside which made her thank you as if you were god himself granting her a blessing.

the maid escorted you to your parent’s room, afraid that you might not stay true to your words. regardless, you decided to have it her way to save her sanity. after reaching the door of your parent’s room, the maid knocked on the door before entering.

“the princess is here, your highness.” she informed before taking her leave which was your cue to enter. you closed the door behind you, seeing the both of them sitting on the edge of their bed, looking at you with a small smile.

“why did you call me?” you asked, cutting straight to the chase. you knew that your parents were filled with bullshit, all they cared about is being the most powerful kingdom to ever exist.

power, money, fame.

they wanted it all and it made you sick to your stomach. your morals and view on topics that were flaming hot to them largely differed. you just wanted to live a simple life, and it’s not that you’re an ungrateful brat.

you just have the world’s shittiest parents.

“is that how you were taught to speak to people, y/n?” you father snapped back at you, clearly displeased by your response.

“i don’t even speak to anyone in general, so who cares?” you commented with a shrug, making your mother sigh in disappointment.

“well, you will eventually one day in the future. you’ll inherit the throne, have a husband and lead your joined kingdoms until you pass it down to your kids.” she explained to you with a soft tone, nearly making you gag.

“me? marriage? as if.” you laughed, but your parents only looked at you with a serious expression. your voiced died down, now looking at them with nothing but shock and disbelief.

“why are you both quiet? tell me it’s a joke, what’s wrong with you?” you angrily scoweled, but they remained quiet.

“y/n, you’re no longer our little girl anymore. you’re a young woman now, who’s ready to fulfill her duties as the future queen and as someone’s wife.” your father tried to caress your cheek in a loving manner, but you swatted his hand away, on the brink of tears.

“how dare you! does my voice or opinion not have any worth to you guys? how can you decide such a big thing for me without even thinking about if i want it or not!” you raged, wanting to dig yourself a small grave right on the spot you were standing in.

“you don’t have a say, y/n! what don’t you understand?! you must get married, it’s an order by our law and nature. you’re a princess for god’s sake!” your mother scolded you, getting fed up from such childish behavior from you.

“then fuck being a princess, i’ll run away.” you threatened, your tears streaming down your face as your heart ached.

“you know that’ll never work, so stop being immature and try to accept things as how it is.” your father snickered, making you wanna rip your hair out.

“then i’ll end my life.” it was a rather rash thing to say, but it caught the attention of your parents, especially your father. he clutched onto his chest, breathing heavily, which alarmed your mother. she quickly rushed to his side, laying him down on the mattress while you watched with a blank expression.

“how dramatic. he should’ve signed up to become a theater entertainer than be a king.” you scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest.

“y/n! that’s enough.” your mother said through gritted teeth, fanning your father who coughed like a man that’s been smoking thirty cigars a day.

“if you both are done wasting my time, may i leave?” you yawned, getting bored of the same kind of shit that you had to go through nearly every day.

she didn’t bother looking up at you, ignoring your words as a way to indicate that she didn’t care.

“could’ve just said yes, y’know.” with that being said, you turned your heels and walked out, making sure to slam the door extra hard to piss them off even more.

you giggled after hearing the noise echoing through the empty halls, knowing for sure that your parents are probably talking shit about you right now. you hummed a small tune as you walked to your room.

“they’re crazy to think that i would actually agree to this shit.” you talked to yourself as you began to strip out of your gown, throwing it on your bed before walking inside your bathroom.

you shoved a finger inside the tub, checking if the temperature was right. you grinned in content, feeling the warmth of the water as you eagerly stepped in, lowering yourself slowly.

you couldn’t help but feel sorry for yourself. there are thousands of people out there who wished to be in your spot right now, living the life as a princess.

but, they only see your life from a small glass window, not being able to peak further deep inside.

they think that just because you bathe in luxury every day, your life is perfect. what they don’t see is how trapped you feel, how your parents are so controlling over your life, almost as if you were their very own puppet.

why?

you were hidden away from your whole life, envying the lives of commoners. you were homeschooled while everyone else went to public schools. you had no friends nor were you allowed to explore the village because it makes you appear improper. you have to wear bigass, itchy and uncomfortable gowns every day.

you hated it, absolutely hated it with every fiber in your body. if only all of your problems could be drowned like this, then maybe life wouldn’t have been so bad.

“i don’t care what it takes, i won’t be getting married.” you promised yourself, sinking deeper into the tub until you were completely submerged in the water.

...

“no, no! you can’t do this to me! i’m your fucking daughter, not a puppet. please, don’t do this. i’ll do anything, just don’t give me away.” you pleaded to your mother as you sat on your bed, dressed into the wedding dress that the maids successfully had shoved you inside.

“y/n, my baby, please just listen to me. your father and i love you so mu-”

“bullshit! absolute bullshit, stop lying to me! god, all you both ever do is lie! fuck, i hate you guys so much.” you wept, not caring that you had streaks of mascara running down your face.

“you need to understand that your father isn’t in the best condition to rule the kingdom. his heart problems are getting worse, and i won’t be able to take care of everything all by myself. joining our kingdom with the kurokawa’s would lessen the burden on us.” she tried to reason, taking a napkin to wipe away your ruined makeup as you looked up at her with glossy eyes, seeing not a single hint of care or adoration.

her eyes looked empty and you knew that these people would not hesitate to sell you off like some kind of livestock if they needed some money.

“you guys disgust me. all you care about is your benefits and never about me. you want me to get married? fine, i’ll get fucking married. since you guys along with that fucker that agreed to this shit basically ruined my life, i’ll make sure to return the favor.” you smirked, getting up as you grabbed the smashed bouquet of flowers.

“y/n-”

“don’t wanna hear it.” you cut her off, walking off to head downstairs where the chapel was. you saw your father waiting down by the stairs for you, looking at you with a horrified face.

“y/n? your makeup is-”

“does it look like i care? are you gonna walk me down the aisle or should i go by myself?” you impatiently said, making your father’s jaw drop from the sudden change of attitude. you avoided eye contact with him, not being able to bear the sight of how your father looked pleased with the change of heart you had, completely overlooking the fact of how your eyes screamed in despair.

“of course not, dear. come on.” he heartily chuckled, linking your arms together before leading you inside the chapel. your body burned with hatred, every step that you took felt like your legs were chained with weights.

“you could hate me all you want, y/n, but one day you’ll realize that everything that i have done for you is for the best.” your father said, his words completely flying over your head as you knew that it would be no use of saying anything to him.

it’s too late anyways.

the doors opened, a blinding ray of light hitting you as you could picture the chapel looking as beautiful as ever, knowing that your mother hired the best in town to decorate everything. however, you kept your eyes on the ground, being led up the few step as your father finally let go of your arm.

the priest began to read the wedding vows and midway there was a pause to allow the exchange of rings to occur.

your soon-to-be husband extended his hand, waiting for you to place yours on his palm. his skin was tan, long slender fingers with a few veins being painted on the surface of his hand as well. with a heavy heart, you lightly placed your hand on his, making sure to have minimal skin-to-skin contact with him.

“izana?” the priest called out, and for the first time, you’ve heard what your husband’s name was.

“yes?” he answered, his voice deep and smooth like honey.

“do you take y/n as your wife, promising to stay by her side through better or worse, sickness and in health, till death pulls you both apart?” the familiar lines were recited, making your vision become a blur with tears.

those vows, these same sacred words to prove one’s faith and love to each other, it wasn��t meant for you or this izana guy. you had the right to wait for your knight and shining armor, your romeo and your prince charming.

“i do.” izana said firmly, his voice not shaking at all as he was ready to seal the deal.

“y/n?” the sudden intrusion of the voice startled you as you were deeply indulged in your train of thoughts.

“what?” you blurted out without any thought, hearing gasps around the room as you swore at yourself before muttering a quick apology to the priest.

“that’s quite alright, dear. do you take izana as your husband, promising to stay by his side through better or worse, sickness and in health, till death pulls you both apart?” the same lines almost seemed taunting you know, as if it was mocking your situation. you were thankful that the veil was covering your face, as your face was now covered with streaks of your dried tears.

it was never supposed to be this way.

you shouldn’t be up here getting married to some stranger whom you’ve never met before. as the crowd began to silently gossip among themselves, you felt like your knees would give up any minute from how anxious you felt.

you had two choices.

you still had the chance to run away, maybe even go abroad to another village far away from here and keep your identity hidden until you could get on a ship to go overseas.

you don’t take izana kurokawa as your loving husband whom you swear to spend the rest of your life with through sickness and in health.

you’re no princess, and you’re most certainly not qualified to be a queen who should rule such a vast kingdom. to all those stuck up people that are like loyal dogs under royal laws, you’re their puppet that’s being trained to become a loyal dog just like them.

but you weren’t one of them nor did you wish to become like them. you’re not a dog who’ll abide by the rules, trained to serve their husband and a piece of land.

no, absolutely not.

you were a caged bird who wished to be free. you read many books that were stored in the castle’s library. there are about 18,000 species of birds out there, roaming freely to their heart’s desire.

beautiful and colorful wings that allow them to explore different place in the earth. you wished to be like them, you too want to spread your wings and take a leap of faith in life. you want to go to the amazon forest, see the creation of mother nature.

and you knew well enough that in order to do that, you must take a risk. it was a 50/50, but at this point, who cares about the odds?

“i do.”

...

the wedding was over and you were now headed towards the kurokawa kingdom, which wasn’t too far off from your own. it was a two hour car ride, you thought you would be able to rest in the comforts of your own room for the night.

to your dismay, your parents had other plans.

they had the maids pack up your things and have it waiting for you already at your new “home”. to you it seemed like your parents were only counting how much time was left till you would finally depart from them.

assholes.

it was an awful wedding.

all the dishes that were served were shit that you were forced to eat as a child. it’s true that you were a picky eater but you weren’t always like this. the castle’s diet consisted of eating only clean foods to prevent health concerns like obesity or heart problems since they both ran in the family.

to which you weren’t against at first.

but you could vividly remember how when you went down to the village and stopped by a small udon shop to try their delicious meat udon special, your mother soon arrived and ripped you away from the shop before threatening to have you skip dinner.

she would give the same lecture about how men like women who have a nice figure, long lucious hair along with a shy and soft demeanor.

to which you would simply just walk off while she kept on going off, pretty much talking to herself since you didn’t even bother to listen to her bullshit.

the guests were snobby, from both sides of the family. while izana was busying himself on entertaining those fools with a charming smile and soft eyes, you gave everyone who tried to approach you a death stare.

izana kurokawa.

after you both exchanged your vows, it was time to show the god awful crowd the love and devotion you both have towards each other.

a kiss.

you were going to kiss izana kurokawa, who was now your husband. you were going to kiss a man whom you’ve never seen or heard of before until an hour ago.

gentle hands lifted your veil as you slowly looked up, eyes meeting for the first time. it felt like time had stopped, you couldn’t stop staring at him.

he was gorgeous.

the title of a prince was meant for izana kurokawa. he was responsible, kind and caring. snowy white hair that was parted, mesmerizing amethyst eyes with soft white lashes, honey glazed skin and a small smile on his lips.

izana bent down, his face hovering above yours as you could feel his warm breath fanning over your flesh. you closed your eyes, waiting his lips to meet yours.

however, no such thing ever happened.

his lips weren’t touching yours, barely brushing against them to say the least. yet, the guests roared with cheers and you soon came to realization. you opened your eyes, only to see those same lips curl into a smirk as he lazily eyed down at you.

izana kurokawa was not your husband because he too didn’t want to fulfill that role in your life.

you were not his wife nor would you ever be.

“we’re here, sir.” the drive came to a stop as the driver announced the arrival to the destination, pulling up to the castle doors. izana hummed in acknowledgment, as one of the guards opened the door for him. without a word, he left with the slam of the door, leaving you alone in the car.

“what a fucking jerk.” you grumbled to yourself, hearing the driver faintly chuckle as you shot him a glare from the backseat, knowing that he’d see it on the car’s rear mirror.

“the hell are you laughing at, huh?” you boldly spoke up, making him look back with a small smile.

“princess, do not be so naive. our prince is not like those whom you’ve read about in tales like cinderella or sleeping beauty. it’s not my place to talk ill about our soon to be king, but you’ll find out soon enough, so don’t be deceived.” he warned, making you harshly gulp.

the driver was nice enough to pull the door open for you, offering a rough hand to help your get out of the car since your dress seemed like it weighed over a thousand pounds.

the kurokawa kingdom was north from your own kingdom, but you never thought that it would make this much of a difference in weather. your wedding dress was sleeveless, making the cold breeze hit your skin as you shivered.

you noticed how the castle was built on a hill, the grass was barely alive, most likely due to the cold weather. it was a mountainous area after all.

“shall we?” one of the butler interrupted your thoughts, waiting with the door opened as you nodded.

you entered the castle doors, seeing how the interiors were nothing like your boring castle design. it was purple and gold, art works of famous artists hung up on the wall of angelic beings, and the halls smelled faintly of lavender.

“shall i take you to your room, prince-”

“that won’t be necessary, we have to talk about a few things. don’t worry, i’ll take it from here.” izana cut him off, walking down the grand stairs.

“of course, sir.” the butler bowed his head before leaving.

“we have nothing to talk about. it’s nearly midnight and i’m tired, i want to go to bed.” you groaned, trailing behind him as you were now in the living room.

“there’s some rules that you must follow now that you live with me.” he informed, sitting down as he crossed one leg over the other.

“how lovely, i came from one prison to another. life truly loves me, huh?” you bitterly chuckled, crossing your arms over your chest as you glared at him.

“how pitiful.” faux sympathy was painted all over his features, making your blood boil.

“hey bitchface, who do take me as? you think that just because we’re married now, you could do whatever you want with me as you wish? please, don’t make me laugh.” you giggled, getting up as you walked over to him. izana’s face remained unfazed with his previous smug look.

you bent down to come at eye level with his sitting stature.

“i never listened to my own parents rules, so, the fuck made you think that i’d listen to yours?” you taunted, cocking an eyebrow as he maintained eye contact with you.

“unlike your parents, i could have you out of this castle with the snap of a finger. i’m not as sympathetic nor do i give a single shit about you like your parents. you are their child whom they tolerated, but to me, you’re nothing but a nobody. so, mind your tone when speaking to me.” izana strictly said, giving you a sarcastic smile as he was able to see that he made his point across.

you sighed as you walked back to the sofa, plopping down while you waited for him to open his shitty mouth once again to tell you about his so-called rules.

“your room is located on the east wing of the castle and my room is in the west wing, so there shouldn’t be a reason why i should ever see yo-”

“first of all, how fucking self-centered are you to even think that i’d go to your room? you think i’m some kind of bimbo who’ll be all dolled up on your bed or clean up after your ass? i’d rather die than go to you.” you angrily spat out, in complete disbelief that this jackass had the audacity to even think of you like that.

“well that’s a relief, it’s good that you aren’t stupid. the problem is, your manners are so shit.” he scoffed, looking at you like you’re some kind of alien.

“weren’t you taught to never cut people off mid sentence? especially, to your husband.” izana mocked, tilting his head to the side as he knew he was slowly pushing all of your buttons.

“you want me to ruin the price worthy face of your so bad, huh?” you kissed your teeth in annoyance.

“anyways, you should almost never come to my room unless absolutely necessary. we have many maids and butlers, so feel free to ask them about any concerns. second, i really don’t give a shit.” he blurted out, making you choke on your spit.

“what?” you gasped.

“you don’t understand basic english? i said, i don’t give a shit. you’re free to do whatever you please with yourself, you could go wherever you want with whomever you want. your life doesn’t concern me nor should mine concern you. we didn’t marry each other out of love, nor do we consider each other as husband and wife. just don’t make things too obvious. deal?” he stuck out a hand, looking at you with anticipation.

“you got yourself a deal, prince jackass.” you stood up and began to make your way to your room.

all you wanted to do was just sleep everything away. you wanted to drift inside a good dream where there was no mom or dad, no izana, no royal duties and no sadness.

just you and only you.

...

you rolled around in bed, not wanting to open your eyes and have the bright sunlight hit your sight and blind you. but, soon enough, someone barged into your room and it nearly sent you into a coma.

you eyes went wide as you sat up, startled when you saw a few of the maids coming in. you grumbled under your breath, looking at them with a pissed facial expression.

“god, don’t you people know how to knock?” you scolded, making them apologize as you let out a sigh.

“it’s past lunchtime, your highness.” one of them informed you, making you look at them like they had three heads.

“what?!” you screamed, sitting up as your hair was a tangled mess. you were still in your wedding dress, too tired the night before to even have the energy to take it off.

“your bath is ready and breakfast has been served as well. lord kurokawa has gone out for royal duties if you were wondering.” the butler from yesterday butted in, making you scoff.

lord kurokawa? what an arrogant asshole.

“yeah to hell with him, i don’t care where he is.” you yawned, getting up as you shooed everyone out of your room. you hated noise, especially during mornings.

mornings were meant to be peaceful and silent, relaxing and slow. they were only meant for you and only you. you stripped out of the poofy gown before detangling your hair and removing the remaining makeup smudged on your face.

when you stepped inside the bathroom, a gasp of nothing but pure amazement and shock left your lips. it was a gorgeous bathroom, everything covered in marbel and polished. the bathtub looked like a swimming pool, making you quickly rush over to fill it up with hot water.

as you sunk your naked body in the water, a blissful sigh left your lips as your eyes rolled back.

this really hits the spot.

you leaned back, closing your eyes as you began to fall into deep thought. you wondered, how would you spend the rest of your days in this castle? a part of you wished that izana was a little more friendlier, then perhaps you could’ve had a platonic relationship of enjoying life.

well, that wasn’t that case, and maybe you liked it that way.

you finished your royal bath and the rest of the consisted of you lounging in the castle. you had to admit that izana’s criteria and choice of the cooks had to be one of the finest, as both breakfast and lunch almost made you ascend to heaven.

living away from your parents did rise some perks, and to make things even better, izana wasn’t around majority of the times. you were free to dress however you wished, no need for fancy dresses that squished your ribcages and made it hard to breathe.

for once in your life, you were sitting in the living room with a huge bucket of ice cream in your lap while wearing a pair of shorts and tank-top.

and no one could tell you shit about it.

you heard the front door open, indicating that someone has arrived home. one of the maid’s rushed to your side as you shoved a huge mouthful of the sweet dairy treat in your mouth.

“your highness, lord kurokawa has arrived.” she notified, making you lazily hum at her as you were more concerned about the plot of the drama you’re watching.

“cool.” you shrugged before shooing her away, not caring that your fake husband came back from his royal duties.

“is dinner ready?” the deep familiar voice questioned the butler who was removing his very expensive winter coat.

“yes, sir. allow me to help you freshen up.” the butler offered, making izana hum in agreement.

“god, do you wipe his ass after he takes a shit too?” you snickered, making the butler gasp as he looked at you with wide eyes. however, izana remained unfazed before turning to you with a small smirk.

“oh, that’s not his job but my wife’s. however, it seems like she’s too busy being a pig.” he fired back, making you shoot him a hateful glare.

“annoying piece of shit.” you mumbled under your breath before averting your focus back onto the huge tv screen. izana left to freshen up before sitting in the dining space, eating by himself.

you couldn’t help but feel a little bad for him, knowing that he lived inside this castle by himself all his life and did pretty much everything alone. you didn’t know much about the kurokawa family, but you knew that izana was the last person in the bloodline to exist because his family was brutally murdered years ago in a war that nearly killed your father.

your thoughts would soon be gone as you saw the man right in front of you, arms crossed over his chest.

“go to bed, every electrical device that makes noise in this castle must be turned off. i have very sharp ears, so even the slightest sound will awaken me.” izana ordered, making you scoff.

“well, i’m so sorry sleeping beauty, but that seems like a you problem. shove some cotton balls in your ears and go to sleep.” you replied, seeing his jaw lock in annoyance, making you internally high-five yourself.

“you’re infuriating.” he grumbled, turning his heels before heading upstairs to his room. you laughed to yourself in satisfaction, throwing a few more popcorns in your mouth as you continued to watch your show.

---

you groaned in pain, rolling over until you fell to the ground with a yelp. you winced in pain as you rubbed your ass.

“fucking hell.” you cursed, not realizing when you fell asleep on the sofa. you heard a chuckle coming from behind you, opening your sleepy eyes to see the white haired fool sipping his tea while laughing.

“i knew that was gonna happen, you stupid little girl.” izana shook his head in disbelief, continuing to fill out some paperwork. you stood up and marched your way towards him, glaring down at him.

“you absolute jackass. this is why no woman would ever fall in love with you, stupid piece of shit.” you threw insult after insult at him, yet he seemed unfazed by your comments.

“what a rough way to start your morning. you should go brush your teeth to get that bad breath and language out of your mouth.” he smirked, making you gasp in embarrassment as you covered your mouth, forgetting that morning breath exists.

“i hope you choke on your tea and die.” you said in a muffled voice, rushing up to your room to freshen up so that you could give him a proper piece of your mind. but, to your dismay, by the time you came downstairs he was already gone.

“coward.” you mumbled to yourself, settling down at your seat as the maids served you breakfast. you decided that you’ll have an outing to yourself today at the village, wanting to experience an adventure you never got the chance to fulfill.

“excuse me, would you please drop me off by the village today after breakfast?” you asked izana’s butler, to which he gave you a polite smile.

“it would be my pleasure.” he replied, making you contented with the answer as you finished your meal.

you decided to dress in common clothing, a simple white dress that fell below your knees; decorated with strawberries.

“you look lovely, my lady.” the butler complimented, and you thanked him, excited to try new things out.

after reaching the village, you bid the butler goodbye as he promised to pick you up before sunset.

your first stop was the flower shop, eyes glimmering at the colorful plants. there was roses, dhalias, petunias, marigolds and so much more!

“hello miss, how may i help you today?” the lady spoke, startling you a little.

“your flowers are gorgeous! may i take a smell?” you asked, the lady giving you a warm smile before nodding.

you went ahead and took a sniff of every one of them, sighing in bliss at the sweet scent of each of them. nature’s creation was truly heavenly and it made you wish if you could just run away to the woods and live in a cottage; away from the evil that resided in society.

your eyes fell on the lilacs, sitting ever so prettily in the bouquet. you couldn’t help but think of how the color struck you and made you think of your evil husband.

“would you like to buy any of them?” the lady asked and you nodded you head.

“i’ll take those lilacs, please.” you said with a small smile, convincing yourself that it was because these pretty purple flowers would look great in the vase on top of the dining table.

your next stop was to try all the food stalls, looking at your pocket watch and noticing how it was nearly lunch time. you decided to indulge yourself, ordering a bowl of seafood udon for yourself and a side of braised duck meat.

your parents would’ve killed you if they saw you eating like this.

but right now, food is life.

you ate to your heart’s happiness, closing your eyes as you could feel tears of joy forming at the corner of your eyes. you’ve never tasted food this delicious before and it made you appreciate yourself for keeping your will to live still strong.

you slurped the noodles like no tomorrow, gulping down the broth right after. you lipstick was gone, the corners of your mouth messy with the broth as you sniffled from the heat of the food. you quickly cleaned yourself up, not wanting to look like a pig in front of other although you did eat like one just now.

you properly disposed the items and continued your little journey.

suddenly, a weeping little toddler clung onto your legs. you bent down, trying to level your eyes with her glossy ones.

“mama?” she cried, making your heart shatter.

“did you lose her, honey?” you spoke with a soft voice, seeing the little girl nod her head. you embraced the tiny human, carrying her as you tried to calm her down.

“let’s go find your mama then.” you smiled, patting her back as you began to walk around with the little girl in your arms.

“ice cream!” you heard her squeal, amking you hum as your eyes followed the direction she pointed in.

“oh, you want one?” you asked, to which she eagerly nodded, making you chuckle as you walked towards the small shop. you got the little girl a strawberry cone while you got mango.

“so yummy.” she giggled, making your heart swell from her cuteness. you were walking towards the small flower garden, wanting to take a little break and finish your ice cream.

until you noticed a familiar figure sitting on the bench with another person. you got a closer look and indeed it was izana.

with another woman.

you saw him holding her hand while laughing, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as she giggled. they both were sharing a slice of cake and you saw the way his eyes sparkled every time she breathed.

was he always this sweet? how he tenderly caressed her skin like she was porcelain.

a foreign emotion of jealousy brewed inside you, a sudden wave of rage filled your insides. it was then that izana’s eyes fell on you, his smile dropping as he saw you with the child in your arms.

“y/n?” he called out your name, and it sent chills down your spine as it felt so new to hear him call you without any insult.

“izana.” you said his name back, making him swallow harshly.

“do you both know each other?” the woman next to him asked, she looked and smelled like a princess, when you looked like a commoner. izana’s eyes begged you to make up some lie, to which you gave him a sly grin.

“why of course we do, right izana?” you taunted, making the silver haired male grow nervous.

“honey, i can explain.” izana turned to the woman, but she looked suspicious.

“there’s nothing to explain. we’re cousins, that’s all. stop making everything so weird all the time.” you giggled, making your very much husband sigh in relief, not wanting his mistress to find about his little secret marriage.

“ohh, nice to meet you. is that your daughter?” his mistress asked, and you contemplated on being truthful, but you wanted to spite izana more.

“yup, this is my little princess. isn’t she the cutest?” you kissed the little girl’s head, making the woman squeal. izana’s eyes widened, not expecting you to lie like this.

“she sure is! wow, you’re so young to be a mom though.” she commented, making fake sad eyes.

“yeah, well, my husband loves me enough to give me such a precious gift. anyways, i should head back now. it was, uh, great meeting you.” you gave her a fake smile before throwing a side glare at izana. the expression on his face is one you couldn’t decipher, but you decided to not pick on it.

you walked a good distance away from the horrid couple, until you felt the little girl squirm in your hold.

“mama! mama!” she urged and you placed her on the ground, watching her run to the figure in the distance.

“oh, my baby!” you heard the lady cry, picking up her daughter a kissing her lovingly.

“thank you so much for keeping her safe, miss.” she noticed your presence, giving you a grateful smile.

“no worries.” you nodded your head, ruffling the little girl’s hair before bidding them goodbye.

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you reached home, your mood not as uplifting as you had planned. you kicked your sandals off, walking towards the dining table as you placed the lilacs down. one of the maids rushed in, excited to see the bright and beautiful purple flower.

“are these for lord kurokawa?” she asked, making you scoff. the thought of izana made your blood boil, especially after the shitshow that took place earlier.

“no, you may dispose those in the garbage. i don’t want to see a single petal on my sight.” you strictly ordered, grabbing your purse to make your way up to your room. there you bumped into izana, who seemed like he’s been standing there the entire time.

“move, fuckface.” you grumbled, shoving him to the side as you stormed upstairs. you felt him grab your wrist, turning your head to meet his lilac ones.

“the hell is wrong with you? why are you acting like i’m diseased?” his eyebrows furrowed, making you roll your eyes.

“say what you have to say because i want to rest.” you ignored his question, making him let out an irritated sigh.

“since you already know about mai, i don’t think i need to explain myself further-”

“oh, don’t worry. i think i have enough brain cells to piece together that the almighty lord kurokawa has a side bitch.” you snickered, making him glare at you.

“watch your mouth.” he scoweled, making you grin.

“make me.” you challenged, watching him ball his fists as your words made his skin crawl.

“you know what, i don’t even know why i thought i could have a simple conversation with you without wanting to murder you. your parents invited us for dinner this weekend, so act accordingly.” izana informed you before leaving, heading back downstairs.

“got it! i’ll make sure that they don’t find out about your secret fuck buddy lover that you’re two-timing with, lord kurokawa.” you said in a mocking voice, knowing how much he probably wanted to kill himself right now because you wouldn’t let him hear the end of it.

you didn’t know why the situation with izana and his mistress got you so riled up.

you knew that he’s not in love with you nor are you in love with him.

yet, the idea of him with another woman made you furious.

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