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airbendertendou · 9 months

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EVERYDAY THING! ♥︎ sano manjiro

synopsis : bonten!mikey comes home to you, always.

gender neutral reader ; [name] / you in place of y/n ; reader sweats a lil in their sleep ; normal talk of bonten activities ; mikey undresses reader non-sexually

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You fell asleep listening to Sanzu ramble on and on again. Ran would add his input occasionally, Rindou saying a word or two. But, Mikey was usually quiet during these calls. He was fine with just hearing your breathing, reassuring him that you were safe. And, you were the same. Hearing his small hums of agreement brought a comfort to you that you couldn’t explain.

Mikey was away “for work” — really, he was, but the type of work he didn’t like to disclose with you. Phone calls and video messages became a staple in your relationship since he left two weeks ago.

Entering his room, Mikey was hit with a wave of heat. His eyebrows furrowed, mouth pulling into a frown at the unusual temperature. His room was usually the coldest, the frigid air keeping him awake and focused. When he caught sight of a figure curled up in his bed, though, his expression melted and softened immediately.

Sweat was forming on your forehead, the thick blanket crumpled and imprinted on your face. You let out a sigh, turning so a leg was thrown out of Mikey’s comforter — you were wearing pants, too, it seemed. No wonder you were sweating so much.

Mikey quickly adjusted the temperature, listening as the heat kicked off and the ceiling fan continued to whir. He changed out of his work clothes, mindlessly reminding himself to give the shirt to Kakucho. It was hopelessly bloodstained, but he hoped it could dry-cleaned anyways.

Walking closer to you, Mikey let a small, fragile smile hit his lips. He took the comforter off of you slowly, hoping he wouldn’t wake you. Ever so tenderly, Mikey grabbed your sleeping pants and began to tug. You let out another grumble, face scrunching in distaste. He smiled wider, still shuffling and shimmying your pants down so he could get them off.

You let out a small, sleepy huff. Prying tired eyes open, you could see a smiling, white haired boy peering over you. “‘Jiro?”

“Hi, baby.” He paused his actions, just staring down at you now. You let out a hum, rubbing your eyes lightly until he pulled your hand away.

You noticed the lack of heat, and your still-halfway-on pajama pants. “S’cold without you,” you explained quietly.

“I know,” he stooped down to place a kiss to the middle of your forehead. Standing back up, his hands trailed up your legs smoothly before stopping at the band of your pants. Mikey tapped the sides of your hips with his pointer fingers. “I’m here now, though. Gotta get these off, okay?”

“Mhm.” You nodded and lifted your hips briefly. Finally, Mikey managed to shuffle your pajama pants off, throwing them to the floor mindlessly. You instantly felt cooler, less sweaty. You looked at him longingly, “and now we can cuddle?”

“All you want.” He grinned before plopping on top of you. Letting out a sleepy laugh, you wrapped your arms around his torso as one crawled to the back of his head. Mikey shuffled his face into your neck, pressing kisses there every now and then. “We can cuddle today, tomorrow — forever, if you want. ‘M all yours for a while, sweet love.”

You let out a satisfied hum, eyes falling shut in comfort. Placing a kiss to Mikey’s cheek — and then every part of his face you could reach — you cuddled him closer. “That’s what I like to hear. ‘Night Manjiro, I love you.”

“I love you, [name]. More than you know.”

——♥︎——

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#bonten x reader #bonten imagine #bonten mikey #bonten x you #sano manjiro x reader #sano manjiro imagine #sano mikey x reader #sano mikey imagine #bonten!mikey #tokyo revengers imagines #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo rev x y/n #tokyo revengers scenarios #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev x you

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bunnyywritings · 7 days

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BAKUGOU KATSUKI X GN!READER

[a/n: i lowkey love the hc that bakugou is partially deaf/hard of hearing cause of his quirk like...it just makes so much sense to me ?? anyways i just wanted to get this one out of my system! it's not the best so...sorry but yeah...enjoy!! - bunny]

wc: 1.6k words

warnings: none that i can think of...kinda angsty tbh, there's also more of a focus on bakugou than reader

This couldn’t be real.

He’s not weak so…why?

Why did this happen?

Bakugou’s hands shook as these merciless thoughts ran through his head as Doctor’s poked and prodded at his ears. Their touch was bothersome but he supposed he was grateful he couldn’t really hear what they were discussing, any tangible noise was muddy and replaced by a ceaseless ringing.

He had gone through all the motions. Denial being the most violent. He had screamed and cried in a clearing a ways away from the dorms where he had thought that no one would hear him but when he returned and immediately clocked your glossy eyes and trembling bottom lip, he realized how mistaken he was.

Oh, you. Sweet, caring, you.

He almost felt guilty for how much he had pushed you away. All you wanted to do was make sure he knew he wasn’t alone, make sure he felt loved and cared for but he mistook your empathy for pity and blew up at you. This time around it was much, much louder and much more terrifying because he couldn’t hear how loud and rude he was really being.

He had scoffed when you clutched your fists to your side as big fat tears rolled down your cheeks. He couldn’t read lips very well but he didn’t need to when the word ‘mean’ had been formed so clearly by your lips before you ran off to your room.

Now, he was just numb. Having accepted that this was his reality, Doctor’s poking and prodding and the uneasy sight of his mother so broken and…sad. Having to practically be held up by his father.

This wasn’t right. She wasn’t weak. She was never weak but once again, he had mistaken her love and empathy for pity…for weakness.

School had been on break for the spring and he was desperate to get back, he was being run through the wringer and as much as he hated to admit it, he wanted the mundane rhythm of his life back. He wanted to attend his classes again. Quirk training. English. Hero Law.

He actually missed those idiots he calls friends. To sit with them in the cafeteria and hear about the stupid shojo that Denki was reading. Hear how Kiri can’t beat some boss level on the stupid game he was playing. Hear Mina complain about how her cuticles were as healthy as ever. Hear Jiro ramble on about a new band she found and how she thinks he’d actually like them.

Hear…

Would he still be able to do any of that?

He couldn’t quite remember what his condition was. The ringing was gone but all that's left is a muffled sea of jumbled up noises. He was getting better at reading lips and he was put through the master class of sign language in a week. His instructor was surprised but he knew that if you had been there, you would’ve given him a bashful smile and said, “I expected nothing less from our future top hero.”

Ah, that’s right.

Most of all, he missed you.

Your smile. Your wit. Your eyes…the very same ones he made shine with tears. Your laugh…the sound he’d miss the most out of anything.

Despite having left the way he did, you still texted him. He hadn’t responded but you still thought about him.

“You’re doing an awful lot for a guy who told you to piss off…” Shoji eyed you carefully as you set up the classroom, helping you place workbooks on the desks and open the windows.

“Yeah but you know as well as I do that Bakugou uses anger like a shield. He’s probably confused and in pain about all of this, it’s only fair that we help out as much as we can.”

Your caring nature was worrying sometimes. Shoji had seen your heart shattered multiple times by people who brush you off or take advantage of your willingness to do hard work, he was worried that Bakugou didn’t deserve this kindness.

He remembered holding you as you sobbed into his chest, it took everything in him to not run out to the common room and knock some sense into the blonde but ultimately, he decided that staying and comforting you was more important.

And despite all that pain he caused you had gone straight to Principle Nezu and pleaded for the school’s help. Going as far as offering to do all the work in finding an instructor and getting all your classmates on board. Now, here you were setting up the classroom for the first day of sign language classes.

The Friday before school started up again, Mitski got a call from the specialist they had been working with and with the influence of UA, Bakugou’s hearing aids were ready for him. She was ecstatic, enthusiastically waking her son and shouting at him to get ready.

He was…startled to say the least. If he had been able to hear the yelp he had let out when he was shaken awake, he surely would’ve been a bright red.

And so, with the promise of heading to a nice restaurant for breakfast before heading back home, Bakugou shoved himself into the backseat of the car and off they went.

The school had covered two pairs and he almost scoffed at the design of the devices. The first pair’s earpiece was clear, swirled with red and orange and the part that hooks around the ear, an almost gaudy, bright red-orange. The second was just his hero costume earpieces with hearing aids attached. Both pairs were specially made to muffle his explosions while still being able to hear others clearly. They also had a bluetooth feature so he’d be able to listen to music comfortably.

The doctor and his parents looked on expectantly as Bakugou slipped them on for the first time, surprised by how comfortable they were. He switched them on with shaky hands and everyone waited in silence before he looked into his mother’s teary eyes.

“Katsuki…honey? Can you hear me?”

His eyes widened. Had her voice always been so tender?

It brought tears to his eyes, he got up from the uncomfortable exam table, fists clenched at his sides. She looked up at him from her seat and her face crumbled. His eyebrows were pinched, a pitiful frown on his wobbling lips and tears slowly leaking from his eyes.

“Oh, honey…” He threw himself into her embrace and cried into her neck like he had done many times when he was little. Masaru watched on in tearful wonder, remembering that this was still his son. His baby boy and he was hurting more than he let on. Shouldering an exhaustingly heavy burden on his shoulders all by himself.

The image of his little boy, only 4 feet tall tearfully struggling to hold a boulder up above his head, arms and legs trembling with exhaustion and desperately calling out for his mommy and daddy shook him to his core.

He wrapped his arms around both of them, his hand cradling the back of Bakugou’s head. “It’s okay, son. We’ve got you.” At the sound of his father’s steady and calming voice, the boy cried harder. “We’ve got you.”

Standing in front of the dorms was more daunting than he thought it would be. Hiking up the steps was like attempting to trek Mt. Fuji. The only comfort being that he was expecting the common room to be empty. He expected everyone to be in their room attempting to settle back in after a week long break.

He hated how wrong he’s been recently.

When he opened the door, he was met with everyone cheering. It was all so loud and disorienting that, despite his hearing aids, he had no idea what the hell anyone had said. Then, you stepped through the crowd and suddenly everyone faded into the background.

“Guys! I thought I said no shouting! It’s probably still too much for him!”

“But you’re shouting right now…” Denki snickered, earning an unamused glare from you.

His eyes filled with tears, heart constricting in his chest. Twisting and throbbing almost painfully.

God, he missed you.

“So scary when you look at me like that!” Denki shuddered playfully.

You had opened your mouth to refute but were cut off by Bakugou suddenly roaring with laughter, squeaking the slightest bit as he hunched over, arms wrapped around his middle as he laughed.

Shock ran through everybody’s spines, jaws on the floor.

He wasn’t quite sure what came over him but it was an involuntary reaction. Maybe to camouflage the fact that he had a river of tears sliding down his chin.

Once he had finished, he stood upright. Out of breath and wiping his eyes. Meeting your eyes once again made the butterflies in his stomach go berserk. They went downright psycho when your hands were held up in front of you, trembling as you carefully signed, ‘welcome home.’

He was silent once again. Absolutely dumbstruck.

Midoriya watched on fondly, as did everyone, emotions overwhelming and tears filling their eyes.

Bakugou was in complete disbelief.

“When…” He breathed, hands coming up to sign the rest. ‘When did you learn that?’

It took you a second to register what he said before responding. ‘We learn over break…’ your signing was a little sloppy, he had missed a few things but caught on immediately at the end, ‘...love you. Want you feel normal as possible.’

He didn’t let you finish, grabbing you into his embrace and holding you tight. “Thank you.” He mumbled into your hair, you held on equally as tight.

“You’re welcome.” Your voice so up close and intimate was a blessing.

#bakugo katsuki x reader #bakugou katsuki #mha #mha x reader #bnha #bnha x reader #bakugou katsuki angst

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stupidcherryedits · 10 months

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MASTERLIST ★⠀:

★ Hypnosis Microphone ★

#hypmic #hypnosis mic #buster bros #mad trigger crew #fling posse #matenro #dotsuitare hompo #bad ass temple #the dirty dawg #ichiro yamada #jiro yamada #saburo yamada #samatoki aohitsugi #jyuto iruma #rio mason busujima #ramuda amemura #gentaro yumeno #dice arisugawa #jakurai jinguji #hifumi izanami #doppo kannonzaka #sasara nurude #rosho tsutsujimori #rei amayado #kuko harai #jyushi aimono #hitoya amaguni #samatoki nemu #ichijiku kadenokoji #otome tohoten #yotsutsuji kannabi

★ Twisted Wonderland ★

#twisted wonderland #twst #heartslabyul #savanaclaw #octavinelle #scarabia #pomefiore #ignihyde #diasomnia #riddle rosehearts #ace trappola #deuce spade #trey clover #cater diamond #leona kingscholar #ruggie bucchi #jack howl #azul ashengrotto #jade leech #floyd leech #kalim al asim #jamil viper #vil schoenheit #rook hunt #epel felmier #malleus draconia #lillia vanrouge #silver #sebek zigvolt

★ Obey me! Shall we date? ★

#obey me! shall we date? #obey me! #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #obey me luke #obey me solomon #obey me mephistopheles #obey me thirteen #obey me raphael

★ Random animanga/game/cartoon ★

Nu: Carnival icons

KAITO icons

Kagamine matching lockscreen

Kagamine Rin icons

Angel Dust and Cherri Bomb icons

Angel Dust and Cherri Bomb packs

Kuroshitsuji icons

Kuroshitsuji Halloween icons

Funamusea Eticalb match icons

Funamusea Eticalb lockscreens

Mayoi Ayase icons

Nazuna Nito icons

Leo Tsukinaga icons

Rei Sakuma Packs

Yukoku no Moriarty pack

Lucifer Helltaker icons

Mokke (jshk) lockscreens

Kakashi Hatake pc wallpaper

Fugou Keiji lockscreen

Horimiya pc wallpaper

Kieran Valentine icons

Death Parade headers

OHSHC match pack

Ryusui Nanami icons

Luxiem match icons

19 Days match icons

Strawberry Crepe Cookie icons

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justanotherniky · 2 years

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Rating: General Audiences Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: Gen Fandom: Hypnosis Mic Characters: Yamada Ichiro, Yamada Jiro, Yamada Saburo, Aohitsugi Samatoki, Amemura Ramuda, Jinguji Jakurai, Harai Kuko, Nurude Sasara Additional Tags: Fluff, Happy Birthday Yamada Ichiro, Domestic Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Humor, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Minor Aohitsugi Samatoki/Yamada Ichiro, ramuda is very chaotic Language: English Words: 3653

Summary: Jiro and Saburo are ready to start the preparations for Ichiro's birthday- IS THAT FLOUR ON THE FLOOR OH NO OH MY GOD JIRO YOU'VE GOT CAKE BATTER IN YOUR HAIR- Ahem. It's going to be the most perfect birthday dinner ever, just you wait!

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40558947

Buster Bros so cute aksgfdgjsj Ahem. Happy birthday Ichiro! This is a silly goofy thing because I love you very much. Once again thanks to Anna @fullmetalgirl98 for betaing and making the header because I have zero Photoshop skills, alongside the zero baking skills. EGGS.

#hypnosis mic #buster bros #yamada ichiro #yamada jiro #yamada saburo #happy birthday ichiro #happy birthday yamada ichiro #yamada ichiro birthday #hypmic #samaichi #kinda i mean it's visibly there because i love them too much buuuut #anime #manga

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keptkindness · 2 years

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KEPTKINDNESS MASTERPOST--

independent ( likely headcanon-based ) fuyumi todoroki of my hero academia, established 05.26.2022. this is NOT my main blog and will have less activity compared to my other ones. salem, 29, they/them. life kicks me in the ass a lot, so please bear with me. ( header & pin )

THIS IS A SIDEBLOG, FOLLOWS COME FROM EXTENSUSMUSAE.

LOCATIONS:

maya becker ( compatiissante - main )

multimuse ( extensusmusae )

fuyumi ( keptkindness - sideblog )

eri ( quirkrewound - sideblog )

jiro ( soundjacked - sideblog )

kasmina ( waryhearted - sideblog )

liliana ( innocencesilenced - sideblog )

IMPORTANT LINKS:

MEME TAG.

general info.

rules & about.

COMMISSIONS INFO !

#( pinned. )#yes i'm slapping this down first to get it out of the way

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5-pp-man · 2 months

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at this point i feel like i cant change my draluc icon or my kagetora and jiro header. the draluc is too iconic. and the boys match so well.

#i still feel the loss of my rajdhani header though 07 my blog title will always be a callback to him though #but i feel like i cant change it back to him unless i actually finish that damned show.#tedpost #tedtalks

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yogoguy · 2 years

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chill zone

about (other blog) / tags (media tags under the cut)

notes:

follow or unfollow whenever you want

like/reblog sprees are fine

i sometimes use a queue, but i do not have a queue tag, and most of the time i just reblog a bunch of stuff at once instead

my avatar is from the jiro kuwata batmanga, my header is from action comics #1, my blog title is from this post, and my web theme background is from gravity falls (hey, it can't all be superhero stuff)

note: i don't keep up with (and in some cases haven't necessarily completed) every piece of media that i tag, but i'm at least decently familiar with them

also, #media is my catchall for media that i am familiar with but 1) haven't got around to tagging for yet, 2) probably won’t blog about enough to warrant a tag, or 3) just didn’t feel like having a tag for

The Adventure Zone

The Amazing Digital Circus

Animal Crossing

Aurora

Avatar (TLA/LOK, not the blue guys. never the blue guys)

Ben 10

Bigtop Burger

Bittersweet Candy Bowl

Breath of the Wild

Buzzfeed Unsolved

Danganronpa

Danny Phantom

DC (has its own tag page)

Death Note

Deltarune

Dimension 20

DND Movie (Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves)

Dracula (Daily)

Drawfee

Drawtectives

Dropout

Dr. STONE

Dungeon Meshi

Everything Everywhere All at Once

Flight Rising

Fullmetal Alchemist

Gravity Falls

Ghibli

Good Omens

The Good Place

Hades

Haikyuu!!

Homestuck (has its own tag page)

Hunter x Hunter

Infinity Train

Kaiju No. 8

Lackadaisy

Marvel

Minecraft

Mob Psycho 100

Monthly Girls' Nozaki-kun

My Brother My Brother and Me

My Hero Academia

Neon Genesis Evangelion

Never Satisfied

Nimona

Nope

Over the Garden Wall

Paranatural

Phineas and Ferb

Pokemon

Portal

Riordanverse

Saiki K

Scooby-Doo

Scott Pilgrim

She-Ra

The Sims

Spy x Family

Star Wars

Steven Universe

Supernatural

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Undertale

Watcher

Welcome to Night Vale

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bokunoedit · 4 years

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like if u save

#bnha headers #boku no hero headers #todoroki headers #sero headers #kirishima headers #midoriya headers #tamaki headers #jiro headers #yaoyorozu headers #denki headers #tokoyami headers #ashido headers #iida headers #aoyama headers #tsuyu headers #deku headers #boku no hero

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animeditsstuff · 4 years

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kyoka jiro - twitter layout

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shineskye · 3 years

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⌕ ˓ boku no hero layouts ⌗

• Like or reblog if you save <3

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kaheinheart · 3 years

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⋆ ࣪. ƸӜƷ . . . Purple dream !!

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airbendertendou · 2 years

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SWEET LIES! ♡ poly!tokyo revengers

@clovers-garden-co requested : what about like, mikey, baji, and Kazutora x reader though.. especially for the drama part too.. because kazu would come later on, and it would just be jiro n kei.. and then boom, valhalla. maybe reader joins valhalla with kei to yk make sure he stays okay?

synopsis : baji keisuke has a staring problem. sano mikey manjiro eats all of your food and just giggles when you mention it. hanemiya kazutora allows bad thoughts into his head and bad people into his life. and you - well, you adore them all too much to let them go.

includes : mikey, baji & kazutora. the boys all have crushes on each other n i wont apologize for it. reader gets called a bitch by unnamed valhalla member ; kazutora ends up hitting him. au where kazu got the help he needed earlier on <3

song inspo ; sweet lies by exo

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Knowing Baji Keisuke was strange, to say the least. You knew he was your classmate — a firecracker of a boy hidden behind thick glasses. And that was it. Baji Keisuke was a mystery — but he had a staring problem, you found out.

Tilting your head so that you could see him from your periphrial vision, you could tell he was turned towards you — again. He never spoke to you, he just stared in your direction numbly. Today, it seemed, was your last straw. "Baji, do you have a problem with me?"

The brunette boy tensed, cheeks flushing as you faced him head on. He let out a mumbled, "tryin' to see somethin'", before stiffly turning to hunch over his desk once more. You left it at that, continuing the silent studying your teacher had assigned.

"Y/N." Baji called out to you once the lunch bell rang. Curiously, you stayed put as he shuffled to stand in front of you. Fidgeting with his glasses, the boy set his gaze on you, seemingly more confident than before. "My friend, Mikey... you'd be good for him, I think."

Oh, so that's what his deal was, your shoulders slumped in relief. He just wants to set me up with his friend. Nodding slowly to let the information sink in, your ripped a piece of paper out of your notebook. Scribbling down your phone number, you handed it to Baji almost shyly. "Tell me when and where, and I'll meet him. 'Kay?"

—— ♥︎ ——

Meeting Sano Manjiro — who insisted you call him Mikey — was a rollercoaster, to say the least. The blond had crumbs on his cheek and his mouth was stuffed with what was supposed to be a present for you. He swallowed dryly, eyes widening ever so slightly at the sight of you walking beside Baji. Clearing his throat, Mikey spoke up. "The cookie was really good, if you were wondering."

"I can tell," you spoke through a laugh. You couldn't help but grin at the funny and bizzare situation. Shuffling into the empty booth across from Mikey, you made room as Baji slid in beside you. The sight of the two of you together brought something warm to the blond's chest — he suddenly found it hard to focus on anything other than the knock of Baji's knee against his and the slight brush of your shoe. "Did you order yet?"

His mind was blank, completely empty other than the slight touches you and Baji accidentally gave him. You frowned at Mikey's silence, meeting Baji's gaze across the menu you were looking at. The brunette shrugged, nudging Mikey's foot under the table — the blond only sighed. Baji decided to speak up, "Mikey? Hello?"

"Don't like lemons," the boy murmured out. You snorted at that — facing the menu again when Mikey's face flamed up a little. "I mean— what did you ask again?"

Baji rolled his eyes at his friend — he knew Mikey would be starstruck at your presence, but this was a bit much. Little did Baji know that he was crowding Mikey's mind as well. "I'll just order for everyone. Be right back."

Silence hit the table as Baji left, Mikey refusing to meet your eyes when you tried to look his way. Picking at your cuticles, you could only hope this was going well — that Mikey would like you enough and that would stop Baji's stares. They were unnerving and flattering simultaniously and you weren't sure how that worked.

"How do you know Baji anyways?" Mikey is the one to break the tense atmosphere. You bit your lip, not noticing how his gaze dropped to your lips and stayed there. "He said you went to school with him."

"Yeah, we're classmates." You find yourself looking for Baji, smiling as you watched him squint at the menu as he ordered. He turned abruptly, sending a thumbs up your way. You awkwardly waved back before turning your attention to Mikey again. "He's different in school. The way he acts and looks."

Mikey laughed at that, looking down at the table as he grinned. "He's rowdy is what he is."

"I'm sure he says the same thing about you," you can't help but grin back.

The blond looks at Baji before his grin turns mischievous, curling up further on one side. Leaning in closer so that he was almost laying across the table, Mikey whispers loudly. "Has he told you his nickname yet? It's Edward."

"Like from that vampire movie?" Mikey let out another bark-like laugh, throwing his head back just as Baji joined them at the table again. The brunette raised an eyebrow as he distributed the treats, but you only smiled innocently. "Welcome back, Eddie."

Letting out a groan, Baji plops down into his seat beside you. He has a frown on his face as he narrows his eyes at Mikey. Sliding his drink closer, the brunette grumbles, "shouldn't have left you two alone."

You let out a small giggle, nudging your shoulder against his playfully. Mikey's eyes sparkle again at the interaction and the way Baji smiles down at the table after. Yeah, he lets out a dreamy sigh, could get used to this.

——

Nothing official happened that day. You and Mikey went out a few more times and more often than not, Baji was joining you. It wasn't awkward — he wasn't a third wheel at all — but more like an add on. Dates felt empty without both of the boys and you stopped thinking about why that was.

"Try this one." A spoon full of pink ice cream was in front of your face. Baji was watching you intensely as you ate the ice cream, eyes lighting up and humming in delight at the sweet taste. The brunette grins, "mixed berry paradise or somethin' like that. Good?"

"Really good!" You cheer. A head of blond hair swoops past you as Baji reloads his spoon. You let out a snort as Mikey takes the bite Baji got for himself. You spoon up some of your own frozen treat, "anyone want to try mine?"

Mikey is the first one to steal a bite, eyes closing in satisfaction at the sweetness. After seeing Baji's defeated frown, you gather up more ice cream for him to try, too. They both hum at the flavor and you cant hide your smile as you grab another bite for yourself.

"Indirect kiss..." is muttered from beside you. Mikey is staring at his spoon blankly before he looks at yours, then Baji's. "We just had... an indirect kiss..."

You and Baji exchange glances, wondering why that mattered so much. Friends share drinks and food all the time, right? Before you could think any further, lips are pressed against yours quickly and gone just as quick. With widened eyes, you don't even acknowledge Mikey turning your head so you were facing Baji now. Taking the hint, Baji presses a small kiss to your lips, too.

And it seems that they like that — kissing you one after the other — because they do it again. And again — every time you meet up, kisses are pressed to your cheeks and head and lips. Other forms of pda become a regular thing between the three of you, too.

—— ♥︎ ——

You're sat in the classroom with Baji, intertwined hands dangling between your desks. You're finishing up homework as he struggles to write a letter, asking how to spell something every now and then.

"This sound right?" The hand that's being held is tugged on, diverting your attention to the brunette beside you. Reading over what he wrote, you take your sparkly gel pen and cross out the incorrect words, writing the correct one above it. It's what you'd been doing for weeks now — you thought Baji just re-wrote the letter when he got home. "Oh. Yeah, that does make more sense."

Little did you know, Baji sent those letters as they were. Weekly, his friend had recieved a letter with your handwriting and his. It made him feel warm — made a spark of joy climb up his chest. You were told about this from a nervous Baji — his teeth made home in his bottom lip as he chewed them constantly.

"Keisuke," you nudge him with your shoulder, "everything alright?"

The brunette lets out a groan from beside you, his head falling against the foot of your bed. He was at your house to study and you were both sitting on the floor when you noticed his uncomfortable expression. "I want you to go somewhere with me. But, Mikey— I don't think it'd be okay to tell him. He'd get upset."

You lay a hand on his shoulder reassuringly, "then we don't have to tell him just yet."

—— ♥︎ ——

Seeing Hanemiya Kazutora for the first time was nerve-wracking, to say the least. The dual-haired boy tilts his head as he stares at you from behind the glass shield. Your hands are hidden, but one is wrapped around Baji's while the other is rubbing the bottom of your shirt.

"You don't have to stare," Baji grumbles, eyes narrowed Kazutora's way. "Y/N's pretty n'all, but cut it out."

You feel your face flush at the compliment, a smile automatically falling on your lips. Kazutora's eyes narrow in on your smile, copying the notion stiffly. He glances at Baji before looking to you again, "this is the sparkly pen? Yours and Mikey's—?"

"We're not really anything." You realize how it sounds when both boys frown. "I mean, officially. We go on dates or just hang out or—"

"I kiss Y/N then Y/N kisses Mikey... or the opposite."

Your mouth falls open in shock as your free hand lightly smacks Baji on the shoulder. The boy lets out a loud laugh, head thrown back as he cackles. You glance at Kazutora nervously, gulping at his stare. "You just made it sound so much worse!"

Weekly visits to see Kazutora became part of your schedule after that. Most times, Baji joined with letters or trinkets from his other friends. Mikey had finally been told the big secret and everything that was happening. The blond smiled and told you only one thing — "I hope he gets better."

[Kazutora cried when you told him that, but he'd deny the tears.]

During one of your solo visits, an unfamiliar blond and brunette duo took your place in front of the glass shield. Kazutora looked distressed, his eyes foggy and disconnected from reality. You couldn't hear what they were saying, but you knew it was bad — really bad. You left soon after, telling Baji what you'd seen.

That was how Hanma Shuji and Kisaki Tetta were introduced into your world.

Keisuke told you they were lingering by — stirring up Kazutora's dark thoughts and tearing down everything he learned in therapy. The both of you kept a close eye since then, your intuation telling you something big was going to happen and you'd be trapped in the middle.

—— ♥︎ ——

The birth of Valhalla didn't shock you the way it did everyone else. What you didn't expect, however, was Kisaki Tetta. He was sitting proudly, back turned to Mikey as he was announced to be a new part of Toman. You frowned, looking at Draken for confirmation — he only shrugged. It wasn't like the others could tell their commander no, after all. Baji was supposed to miss this meeting, so why did you see him stomping your way?

"I'll be joining Valhalla!"

This was news to you. Looking at Mikey with wide eyes, you could see the miniscule change in his face. The blond was confused, and heartbroken, but he'd keep it hidden until it was just the two of you. Watching Baji walk away hurt, but seeing Mikey silently break hurt even more. You knew where you were needed — knew Kei would tell you what's going on later.

Draken dismissed the meeting, leaving Mikey frozen in his spot as the rest of Toman left. Kisaki eyed you as he left and you shot a seething glare his way. The blond sat on the steps of the shrine, eyes staring blankly ahead. You stood in front of him, "everything alright, 'Jiro?"

Mikey hums, leaning closer to you. Silently, you comply letting his knees separate your legs so he could rest his head on your stomach. Running your fingers through his blond locks lightly, you think of what to say to reassure him. Mikey beats you to it, though, speaking up before you can. "Is this the end of it, then? The end of this — us?"

"No," you plant a kiss on his head. Grabbing his chin gently, you tilt Mikey's head up so you can kiss his pouting lips. "Trust Keisuke — trust me, okay? Everything will be fine."

——

A week later, you've just finished running errands when you see him. A grin breaks across your face as you speed up, your body colliding into Kazutora's as you both stumble. Clumsily, your arms wrap around his torso — you speak up when he makes a noise of protest. "Knew you were getting out soon, but not today!"

"Y/N," he breathes. You're grinning at him, still holding him tightly — Kazutora can't remember the last time someone was this happy to see him. Trembling hands found your shoulders, pulling you closer to him stiffly. "I— yeah. Got out yesterday. Kei didn't tell you that?"

You pull away so you can see his face with an exaggerated frown. "I've been grounded from his house. His mom said 'I do love seeing you around, sweetheart, but he's gotta get his grades up. Sending you all my love!' when I called the other day."

Kazutora lets out a breathy laugh, shaking his head. "Yeah, sounds like him." He peers at you curiously, his hands sliding from your shoulders to your hips. "And what're you doin' out and about, hm? Scary around here when someone pretty's all by themselves."

"Not alone — I'm with you," you reply without thinking. Kazutora sinks into you, pressing his forehead to the top of your head so that you can't see his blushing face. "Just got something to snack on, though."

"So, you're free now?" He pulls away to ask. You nod with a small mhm, wondering why he was asking. "Wanna go somewhere with me?"

That's how you end up in an abandoned arcade, people in white jackets eyeing you curiously. Whistles and jeers echo around you, burning into your skin with the eyes that follow your form. Kazutora has his hand wrapped in yours as he guides you deeper into Valhalla's hideout. Leaning to your ear, he whispers, "stay put, I'll be right back."

You clear your throat as you shuffle uncomfortably. You were in the enemy's territory now — completely vulnerable in the wolves den. A smirking, cheap looking guy waltzes his way up to you. He makes a show of checking you out before he speaks. "Oh? What's Toman's bitch doing here?"

"I'm—" you take a breath harshly as he comes closer. Backing away and squaring your shoulders, you meet his sultry gaze head on. "I'm not a member of Toman."

His grin widens at that as he inches closer. Need Manjiro, you think. Need Baji or Kazutora — need my boys before I bash this guys head in. Tilting his head, he looks you up and down once more. "So you're ours for the taking? You gonna be Valhalla's new play thing?"

His head is snapped to the left as a fist crunches into his nose. Golden eyes look crazed — murderous — as Kazutora places himself between you and the guy. Kazutora grins, and it's nothing like how he smiles at you — it's harsh ; sharp as he glares at his gang member. "Wanna repeat that?"

"Don't have too much fun without me," you hear Keisuke's voice. Warmth is pressed against your back as he slumps into you, his chest vibrating against you as he laughs. An arm is slung around your waist, a reassuring squeeze meeting your right hip. "Guy's got some nerve callin' our special friend a bitch."

You calm down quickly at the sight of them. Though, one word catches your attention and you swat Baji's arm lightly with a scowl. "Not your 'special friend', Kei. Sounds weird when you say stuff like that."

"Sorry," he says before placing a kiss on your head. He's not, though, if the grin you can feel against your temple says anything. Kazutora swings a few more times, the guy on the ground now choking on the blood that's escaped his busted lip. "Alright, 'tora. Let's show Y/N around, hm? Not spend time on worthless fleas."

Kazutora straightens up, breathing heavily as he stares at the ground. Silently, Baji takes one of Kazutora's hands in his and begins to lead you both away from the quivering, half-conscious body. The three of you find a place of solitude in the arcade, circling around each other for a blanket of safety. You eye the way Baji keeps his hand locked in Kazutora's until the developing bruises catch your gaze.

You reach out before thinking, you grasp the dual-haired boy's free hand in both of yours. A frown settles on your face — one that Baji admires and Kazutora gets the urge to kiss away. Delicately, you run your thumb over his knuckles, letting out a sigh. "Sorry 'bout your hand, 'tora. Didn't mean for you to get hurt."

"S'okay," he whispers. Kazutora is melting, his brain zapping and filling with thoughts of you he can't control. A glance at Baji tells him this might be okay — that he wasn't a terrible, awful friend for his wandering gaze. "Don't mind a bruise or two if it means you're safe."

—— ♥︎ ——

Mikey doesn't know what this means, but he hopes it's something good. You gave him a kiss before the big Toman versus Valhalla fight, squeezing his hand in comfort. Before you took a seat amongst the other viewers, you reminded Mikey — "trust them."

The blond could only hope that meant Baji would come back home soon — that you'd both come back to him safely.

You're sitting in front of the Haitani brothers, chewing on your bottom lip nervously. You don't allow your eyes to drift from the fight for even a second — you have to stare ; have to be certain one of your boys aren't hurt. There's a yell from Mikey as you see Kisaki hop his way to the fallen leader heroically. You roll your eyes at the sight, letting out quiet insults and curses that have the brothers behind you laughing.

The world goes still. Then, suddenly, two Valhalla members are swinging at Kisaki. With matching feral grins, Kazutora and Baji stare down at the injured blond. You let out a sigh of relief — they're safe ; everyone's safe. You straighten up at the sight of Mikey standing on shaky legs, his body bloody and already forming bruises. Baji's yelling is incomprehensive, but you assume he's telling Mikey his plan.

Confusion filters over the blond's face before he glances at Kazutora. That's all you remember before seeing Mikey pounce on Kisaki. The rest of the day is a blur, and nothing feels real until you're in the middle of the junkyard. Baji has an arm around your waist as he stands on your left, Mikey to your right. A dual-haired boy is standing in front of you nervously.

"I owe you an apology, and an explanation." Kazutora gulps down the fear of rejection as Mikey's dark eyes survey him. He takes in a deep breath, confidence building up in him as you and Baji encourage him silently. "About that night — your brother. I—"

"Later," the blond interupts him with a smile. It's a tired, battered smile, but it reassures him still. Wrapping an arm around your shoulders, Mikey leans against you in a sleepy haze. "Wanna go home right now. Sleepy."

A kiss is placed on your left cheek, trailing to the corner of your mouth as Baji loses interest in the conversation before him. Mikey lets out a whine, pecking your neck before he's grasping your chin and turning you to face him. Kazutora shuffles nervously at the sight, wanting nothing more than to copy their actions.

And then you're facing him, Mikey's hand still on your chin as he and Baji wait for the tiger to make a move. A brisk, barely-there peck is left on your mouth. It makes the brunette snort and Mikey grin before he's turning to leave.

Mikey looks back and tilts his head at Kazutora. "You comin' with us or what?"

—— ♥︎ —— this got longer than i intended for it to lmao oops but, thank you for your request, i hope it was everything you wanted <3 this is still going on! until november first ♥︎

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