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buccini555 · 3 months

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𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬/𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲

How would they react to the news that their girlfriend ended her own life?

A n g s t H e a d c a n o n s !

𝐹𝑡. Manjiro Sano, Izana Kurokawa, Kakucho Hitto, Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani and Baji Keisuke

Requested by: My bestie ♡

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

At the exact moment he received the notice announcing that his girl was in the hospital after an attempt to take her own life, Manjiro did not hesitate to go to the place at the same time, so when he arrived at the hospital, the first thing he did was try to find out the condition of his beloved, until then, still hoping to find her well again.

As soon as he saw one of the doctors pass him in that freezing hallway, Manjiro immediately questioned how the girl was, "S-she's okay, isn't she? How is she?" Insistently, he questioned, however, the doctor only gave the news that the girl had not survived her to injuries.

At that same time, Manjiro felt as if his world was collapsing, he couldn't even believe it and for a brief moment, he still begged for that fact to be nothing more than a simple mistake, despite that, when part of him accepted what had really happened, the boy felt completely apathetic, as if some kind of emptiness took over him, after that event, Manjiro was never the same or could come back to his normal state, all he felt was guilt.

𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚

"Baby?" He looked for his loved one in every room of that house, until he entered the bedroom and saw water running under the bathroom door, tension spread throughout his body, but he did not lack the courage to open that same door.

When faced with such a scene, Izana hurried to try to save her, even doing anything at that moment, he couldn't believe his own eyes when he saw that it was already too late, even trying to stay in hope.

Although he could still save her life, the boy burst into tears when he realized that there was nothing left that could bring his beloved back.

After that day, Izana was never the same, becoming even more closed in his own world and carrying the guilt he condemned himself for not having arrived sooner to avoid all that tragedy.

𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

Upon receiving the news that his loved one had just been hospitalized, the boy left everything behind, overcome by worry, he could barely think about what he would do if something bad actually happened.

When he arrived at the place, he immediately went to find out about the girl's condition, but, as soon as he learned the worst news he could receive, Kakucho just refused to accept that she hadn't resisted.

Alone, sitting in an empty corridor of a hospital, still in denial, he remained at the door of the room where his loved one was, when he cruelly realized that he would never see her alive again, he could not control his incessant crying, sitting on that floor, blaming himself for not having saved her from herself, he would definitely never be able to feel joy again, no longer caring about being alive or not, after all, after that day, the boy no longer felt anything.

𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

Finding his beloved's absence strange when he arrived home, something like an intuition made the heart of the tallest one feel distressed, for this reason, it didn't take him long to go up the stairs and look for her, the moment he opened the bedroom door, he saw her, but not as he wanted and then, the blood spread on the floor announced the tragedy that had occurred. "Shit... Shit!" The boy held the girl on his lap and took her to the hospital, believing that he could still save her.

Pacing insistently from side to side, Ran waited in anguish of worry, however, once he could finally be notified of the condition of his gentle girl, he could not believe that she simply had not resisted.

"She's gone... I couldn't save her, I failed." He repeated to himself sitting in one of the hospital chairs, Ran couldn't shed a tear or simply have any reaction other than blaming himself for not having made her stay, even if he had already accepted that he would never see her again, he still He refused to accept that she had left in such a cruel way, so this fact directly affected him, making him completely empty and with a coldness he had never seen before.

𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢

"C'mon, don't do this to me, wake up, please, wake up..." Holding the girl in his arms, he did his best to try to save her and have time to take her to the hospital, but his hopes were destroyed when it happened realizing that she was leaving before his own eyes, even though he didn't want to and couldn't accept that he would lose her that night, Rindou hugged her, still trying to make her get rid of those medications, despite all his efforts, he instinctively He knew she was gone when he felt his skin turning cold.

"Baby? Baby, please, wake up!" He began to cry compulsively when he saw her leave before his eyes and in her arms she rested, Rindou just begged for her forgiveness for not having saved her and even if the girl could return to forgive him, the sameHe would carry that pain and guilt for the rest of his life and he did so, Rindou was never able to forgive himself.

𝐁𝐚𝐣𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞

"S-she... tell me, tells me how she is, now!" Arriving at the hospital after receiving such shocking news, Baji immediately went to find out about the girl's condition, no matter how much he tried to control himself or just remain calm, he could not deny himself that he expected the worst, and when unfortunately his intuition did not made a mistake, Baji could not accept that he had lost his beloved so unexpectedly.

Sitting on the hospital floor, he just begged for it to be a mistake or a lie. "...She's fine, this...this can't be real, it's a fucking nightmare." He repeated, despite this, when he realized that it had really happened, his heart broke instantly, the pain caused by the loss of the girl being one of the worst things he could feel.

After that fact, Baji started to get into even more trouble to try to dispel all that feeling and the longing that that girl left behind, becoming a danger even to himself, Keisuke never went back to being who he was.

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benkeibear · 1 year

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⋆꙳✧༄ Their hand slips - apology

❖ Character: Mikey, Nahoya, Draken

꒰ ͜͡➸The fight | ꒰ ͜͡➸Taiju/Hanma/Kazutora | ꒰ ͜͡➸Ran/Rindou/Sanzu

❖ Reader: genderneutral

❖ Wordcount: 2.4k

❖ Summary: What happens after their hand slipped? Can they fix your relationship?

❖ WARNINGS: Mentions of violence and reader getting hit once

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☰ Mikey:

When Sanzu finally reached you, your cheeks were stained by tears, your beautiful face was all puffy from crying over a man who didn't deserve you or your kindness. His hand reached for your wrist so you would stop walking away. „Please… Let me drive you home“ he mumbled softly, knowing all too well how you feel, given that he was in your shoes once when he was a child. You agreed to his offer and let the pink haired man drive you to your- now only Mikey's place. „I- i can't stay here Haru“ you mumbled when you stepped inside the place you once called home, now merely resembling four walls with a roof.

He understood exactly what you meant and helped you pack without another word shared between the two of you. Getting all your stuff out will also clear Mikey’s head, it will make him realize that his actions do in fact have consequences, leader of bonten or not. He has lost you and he needs to feel it to properly understand what this means.

Mikey was miserable, not only did he hit his head against the concrete floor numerous times, he even needed medical help because of it and his memory was lacking due to the repetitive impact of his skull against the floor. „You can’t see them Mikey… In fact, i don’t think you will ever see them again“ Kakucho said serious, wishing he could strangle Mikey for what he’s done to you when all you ever did was to care for him, when he was too busy to do so himself.

That night Mikey returned to a dark house, the smell of your lovely dinner didn't fill his senses when he entered and the bed was cold and empty. He hated every second of this, not believing that he actually hit you. It took him hours to fall asleep but his dreams weren’t soothing him either, waking up completely drenched in his own sweat and reaching for you, needing your loving embrace… Right, he hit you, you’re gone. The realization sat in and it felt like someone ripped his heart right out of his chest. When he touched his cheek he found it to be wet, tears slipping across them, it’s like yours did earlier at exactly the same spot. This was when Mikey knew he had to change, that he needs to get better in order to get you back into his life somehow.

Weeks went by and you got used to living with Sanzu, the thought of living completely alone felt like dying to you. Yet you never once heard of Mikey and neither did anyone else. Just when everyone assumed the worst, a bouquet of flowers with a small note attached arrived - addressed to you, by Mikey.

„My dearest love, please forgive me for what I’ve done. There are no words in any language to apologize and beg for your forgiveness, let alone to justify my behavior. If you find it in you to face me one last time, I would be eternally grateful. This sunday at the place we met, i will be there until it's dark - Forever yours, Manjiro“

You sighed heavily as you read the small card, unsure if you even want to see him again but it was Sanzu that convinced you into showing up with him together. Once the dreaded day rolled around you got ready and couldn't stop shaking the whole way there. When you arrived at the small bridge close to a shrine you were almost hiding behind the pink haired man who eventually pulled you in front of him so you could face Mikey. He would be there to protect you if Mikey acted out but the man standing in front of both of you was almost like a stranger to you. He was well put together, looking like he slept better and ate more… He almost looked happy but the heartbroken expression upon setting his eyes on your frame told you otherwise.

As if he suddenly forgot how to speak, his mouth was opening and closing like a fish on dry land, he just stood in front of you, his hands slowly reaching towards yours only to fall limp to his side. You gave him a chance to explain himself and apologize, listening to the man you still loved with all your heart. Mikey was a miserable pile at the end of it, eyes red and puffy as he sank down to the floor, mentally preparing himself to watch you leave a second time - What he didn't expect was your soft hand stroking his cheek and holding your hand out to help him up. „I can't just move on but i will forgive you. You’ve changed, i see that and i'm willing to give you a second chance to let you prove that you've changed“ You mumbled softly and Mikey nodded, understanding that you need time but he would give you all the time you need, wanting to prove that he's a better man now and that he truly loves you.

☰ Nahoya:

The moment you closed the door you immediately called Souya so he could come and pick you up, which he of course did - You were like a sister to him after all. Hearing you cry into his brother's shoulder just outside of his place broke his heart further, making him feel like he gets choked with barbed wire, only for this burning rage to boil up deep inside of him. During this rage he felt helpless, not able to understand how he could have done that, what made his brain think that this is a smart choice and this feeling of helplessness and utter sadness drove him to the brink of insanity, trashing his place.

When you arrived at Souyas place, which wasn't far away from your now ex-boyfriends, he made you some comfort food before sitting with you on the couch and just letting you cry and scream. He hated to see you this upset, unsure how he could even help you, so all he did was to be there for you and listen to everything you had to say or be the shoulder to cry on - he even let you choose all the plushies you want to cuddle with from his room in a desperate attempt to make you comfortable. While he despised Nahoya for what he's done, Souya would never say a bad thing about him to you, agreeing that what he did was disgusting but his brother isn't a monster and this was -hopefully- just a one time incident.

The peach haired man spent days inside his apartment before he even dared to show up at his restaurant again, looking like a shell of his former self and his signature smile had completely vanished, looking like a much sadder version of Souya. His skin wasn't as thick as it used to be, every little thing annoying him and getting him to explode but he tried not to let anyone see this part, punching bags of flour or rice in the back just to get this rage out of him. His past actions are always running through his mind, how he couldn't see what he had in front of him and always flirting around as if he would find anyone better, but you were there all along. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't understand how you even put up with him a single day of your life, how you saw the good in him when there wasn't anything to be seen.

From that day on other people became the least interesting thing to him, not even looking at the women anymore even if they so obviously flirted with him or tried to get his attention. On some days he just ignored them but when his nerves were starting to wear out he would snap at them to leave him alone, that he had a partner already. That's usually when the realization hit - he didn't, not anymore. Every night he returned to a cold bed and he swore that it got colder every night without you at his side.

Souya eventually had enough of the way he was beating himself up and the way you so religiously avoided the restaurant so you won't end up seeing him, but he had a plan, inviting you over as Nahoya was looking through the storage room. Of course the door accidentally locked itself when you went to get a bag of rice for the blue haired man, almost jumping out of your skin when Nahoya was in there as well. Great. The last person you wanted to see was locked in with you, making a mental note to drown Souya in his own Ramen once you get out of there.

The moment Nahoya took a step towards you, looking like a beaten puppy you took a can from your left and threw it right in his face. He didn't even try to stop the impact from happening, nor did he say anything to the cruel words spilling from your lips, knowing you were right. He did treat you terribly and he couldn't do anything but take everything you're giving him right now, deserving everything coming from you. “I never want to feel your disgusting hands on me again” you spat and as much as he acted like it didn't hurt, it felt like a knife to his heart but he understood and respected it, not moving at all as you threw everything at him - words, objects, it didn't matter to him.

Only when you ran out of ammunition, you felt helpless and trapped, tears staining your beautiful face as you started to cry which gave him the last blow. He sank down to his knees, approaching you like a broken man “I don't want anyone but you” he whispered as he wiped away the tears despite the fight you were putting up with and swatting his hands away. The sound of your sobs filled the room but you weren't alone, the once so happy man hasn't been the same since the incident, crying with you now as promises spill from his lips, promising to be better and that he can be the man you need if you just give him one more chance and as much as you wanted to hate him - you just couldn't. Next to that, Souya probably won't let you two out until everything is okay again.

So all you can do is sniffle and nod, a frown appearing on your face again upon seeing the black eye slowly forming due to your attack on him moments ago. “I guess we're even now” you whisper as you press the softest kiss on his closed eyelid.

☰ Draken:

Draken didn't want you to leave, that was the last thing he ever wanted and he could feel his heart clench in time with the door falling shut as he sank to his knees. The wave of emotions that came over him was too much to handle, fear, heartache, anger, sadness… His hands brought pain to others from time to time but never to you. The way he lost control over his own actions was what made him so angry with himself but once these initial emotions ebbed off, it was as if a veil of fog was lifted and he clearly saw just how poorly he has been treating you these past few weeks. Emma's death day creeping closer left him feeling on edge but it was no reason to behave like a monster. The way he kept comparing you to her or the way he thought of Emma bouncing on his lap when it was in fact you left him feeling embarrassed, humiliated of his own mind. It was enough to disgust himself, a fist connecting with the sturdy wall at each mistake he made over the past week.

He spent the night tossing and turning in bed until he gave up on sleeping to tend to his beloved punching bag to punish himself for hurting you. How could he have compared the person he loved with his whole heart to his ex - no matter the circumstances she left and he knew that he had to fix this, to let go of the woman haunting his mind.

In the morning Draken peeled himself from the floor where he eventually fell asleep and made his way to Emma's grave, wanting to let go for real this time but he didn't expect to see you sitting in front of the tombstone with tear stained eyes, having a conversation with his former girlfriend. You were begging Emma to let him move on, to let go of him and that you would never try to replace her but that he deserves to be happy, even if that's without her - but as long as her claws are so deeply anchored in his heart, he won't ever be able to move on with you or anyone else.

It was breaking his heart further to see you there like this, begging at a grave for his happiness. “He is my happiness, Emma. You and your memory will always be honored but I can't watch him suffer like this much longer.” you sniffled as you got up and wiped your tears with the sleeves of your sweater.

Draken was a tall man and you felt his presence and without turning around you spoke up “I know you're here. Was hurting me not enough? You follow me now too?” you asked offended and in this moment he knew more than before that he needed to step up his game, deciding to come out of his hiding spot. “I know I'm the last person you want to see right now but I didn't expect to see you… here” he explained himself which made you laugh bitter. Eventually your eyes landed on his bruised and bloodied hands, knowing exactly what he's done the whole night and you hated to see the way guilt was written all over his face, knowing that this was just a stupid accident. “I don't expect you to forgive me but you deserve an apology” he said loud and clear, keeping the polite distance between the two of you.

“You're right, but I'm not sure if I can forgive you… but i'll try to” You said with a sad smile, willing to give him a second chance but Draken knew that if he mistreated you ever again you would be gone without a further word.

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kawataslvr · 29 days

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im craving some soft Mikey x male reader where reader is Draken’s distant relative coming to visit and really wanted to meet the supposed “Invincible Mikey” and when they do meet, they both like fall for each other immediately but dont say anything and Draken’s just so dumb and needs Emma to spell it out to him and hes just like “ohhh…wait what” and then freaks out not knowing what to do to help or something and Emma just ends up calling Hina and Takemichi to help plan some little date thing for Mikey n reader and Takemichi just ends up like patting Draken’s back saying “its ok to not understand how to be a 3rd wheel” lmfao

anywho, Mikey n reader end up together and have regular doriyaki dates or something <3

Summary : Fluff ,, He/Him ,, no actual warnings ,, Draken is distant cousins with reader,, a lil ooc ig?

SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG IVE JUST BEEN BUSY 😭🙏

A/N : SHDHFJ, please i love soft mikey and you gave me the perfect excuse to write him again.

Draken and you hung out every once in a while, even with that, you still hadn’t met Mikey in any one of those instances.

Much to your luck, Draken always told you.. but you were still super curious to meet the so called “invincible Mikey” never really getting to see him even if you lived around those parts.

After convincing him to let you meet him, you finally met the so called “Invincible Mikey” much to your surprise he was much more friendly.

Handsome.

Amazing..

Wonderful..

Why was your heart beating so fast now that he wad next to you? You hoped neither Mikey Draken noticed how flustered you were.

Even if Mikey was just as flustered, the conversation went normally. You and Mikey clicked immediately, it was plain to see right away.

Even if you two lived differently.

Draken somehow hadn’t caught on to you twos obvious liking for each other, even if you two were red as tomatoes very time you two accidentally touched.

Of course, when Emma saw you two.. she immediately saw it.

The marria— The way you two looked so cute together. And how both of you were hopelessly inlove.

Emma quickly asked Draken who the guy was , aka you. He told her and she freaked out, starting talking about how you two were perfect together while you and Mikey talked in the distance in the living room.

“Emma the hell do you mean?”

“You don’t see it!? The way Mikey is looking at that dude!?” Draken still didn’t catch whatever Emma was talking about, until they heard Mikey say something.

“You want some Y/N?” Did mikey just offer you his food? Not any, but his Doriyaki? Draken and Emma went silent.

The tall giraffe Draken finally catching on.

“You see what I mean!” Draken nodded and Emma quickly got to scheeming a date for you two.

Calling Takemichi and Hina over to arrange something for the two of you.

Draken and Takemichi went to go talk to you, Emma and Hina dragging Mikey away while he reluctantly screeched. Not that he couldn’t pull away, but Emma was scary.

You and Takemichi also got along well, but there was an obvious difference between how you and Mikey talked and you and Michi talked. Draken could now tell.

After Emma explained it to him and the hole sharing food situation.

“Mikey, do you like that guy!?”

“eh!?” Mikey was filled with confusion, not because he didnt. But did he make it that obvious? Did Y/N notice?

“It’s obvious! you like him right!?”

“I- Yeah I guess!?”

Mikey didnt really know how to react.

one second he was on the couch with you, and the next Hina and Emma were planning a date for him.

It took a bit of courage to ask you out on said date though.

alot.

alot of courage.

“Y/N, would you like to.. go out on a date with me?”

your heart didnt have to be pounding so fast. It really didn’t nevertheless you accepted his invite and got ready.

Freaking out internally about it.

After a bit of help from Hina (emma helped mikey.. the two planned this out step by step)

you got ready for the date and so did Mikey.

Draken and Takemichi felt like third wheels, Takemichi was used to this while he patted Draken on the back and said “Its okay, you’re gonna get used to this..”

You and Mikey were so nervous during the date, even if you two were talking normally yesterday.

You both assumed this silly little first sight crush would pass eventually.

Not end up like this.

Why were you so nervous? It was going great, if anything the sate was amazing.

You two ended up being closer, maybe Draken letting you meet Mikey wasn’t a bad idea.

At all.

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mytaiyakeylover · 1 year

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𝚆𝙷𝙴𝙽 𝙷𝙴 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚂...

When MANJIRO SANO loves, he does it fiercely. His love is like a flame, burning through any passages, yet still somehow providing enough warmth to keep the string alive and well. It makes you exposed, stripped naked for his eyes to see, but his eyes only. The black, starless night within his onyxes, becomes the silent hidden barrier between you and the outside world.

But when MANJIRO SANO loves, he also becomes vulnerable, not to the outside world, but to you and you alone. Love breaks down all barriers, integrating your bodies into one. There is no him without you anymore, and both of you are consumed by each other, with no other choice but to surrender.

Because when MANJIRO SANO loves, all sense of self can be damned. You are him and he is you — two souls merged together. There is no inbetween and it’s all encompassing. Life is you and life is him, and without life, there is no you and him. So painful, yet blissful, you cannot help but take it all in. Accept it, and simply continue to love.

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theghooligan · 1 year

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if manila mikey straddled me like that while pointing a gun at me i would simply let him. takemichi and i are not the same.

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stxrmylxve · 1 year

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Hi! Can I ask for nsfw: breeding + jealousy with Mikey?

Okay so I kinda added my own twist and made this bonten!mikey since I think it fits the best 😙

"You think you can just say those things with sanzu? Even if you were high." he spits as his hands wrapped around your neck, guiding you down ruthlessly on his cock even harder.

"I-T-too much!" is all you could call out as you squeezed your eyes shut to not look into his icy glare.

"Eyes open." he says, forcing you to immediately open your eyes again to face the white-haired man.

"S-sorry." you mutter as you avoid his gaze, glancing out the window before his calloused hands came back to turn your head towards him.

"Stop avoiding my gaze, y/n." he says before his eyes light up, only in the slightest, as he felt you clamp down slightly.

"What, you like that talk?" he teases, his old nature coming back for a second as he releases your face with a grin.

"We not talkin' now? Need me to breed your fucking words out?" he coos as his harsh grip comes down on your hips, bruising the plush as he meets your slow thrusts with powerful ones.

"Gonna' fuckin' breed this pussy to show you who you are; mine."

Special mentions: @shelly-ya

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shiftingparadise · 1 year

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Tell me I'm yours (Roommate Mikey x Fem. Reader)

Aaaa, so I don't know, I just absolutely love Mikey and I had this idea for a while. Hope you guys like it 🤍✨

Warnings: a little angsty with a fluffly ending

Word Count: 2265

‘What?’. ‘Don’t’, you angrily threw the dirty clothes on his bed, ‘Don’t ‘what’ me’. ‘Calm down, I was going to clean up’. ‘That’s what you always say’. ‘Come now, bunny, you were the one who wanted to live here’. ‘Don’t call me that’.

God, you were so cute when you were angry with him. The only reason he left his dirty clothes in the bathroom was that he wanted to see you like this.

‘What?’, he smirked, his head slightly tilted, ‘Bunny?’. ‘Shut up Mikey. I agreed to be your roommate because Draken asked me to’, you picked one of his dirty shirts from the ground before throwing it at him. ‘Fine’, he closed his eyes before getting out of bed, ‘I’ll clean up’.

He knew what he did. He knew how flustered you always got when he wasn’t wearing anything but his boxers, but he loved seeing your strawberry-red cheeks.

‘Huh? What’s wrong, bunny? You’re blushing’.

‘Fuck you’.

Mikey couldn’t hide his smile when you slammed his door shut. You were so adorable, too adorable to be his roommate.

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‘What’s for dinner?’, he leaned against the kitchen counter as he watched you read on the couch. ‘I don’t know, I’m going out’.

‘Out?’, he frowned, ‘To where? With whom?’.

‘Jezus Mikey, it’s none of your business’, a tired sigh left your lungs.

‘None of my business?’.

You froze when you felt him leaning over the couch from behind you, his nose brushing against your ear.

‘It’s none of my business whom my roommate goes out with? What if you go out with girls from that Moebius scum?’, he coldly grabbed your book from your hands, closing it in front of your face. ‘Who are you going out with?’.

His voice sounded cold, causing a shiver down your spine, but you weren’t going to back down. Who the hell did he think he was? He may be the leader of some foolish gang, but he had no control over you.

‘Who said I was going out with a girl?’, you stood up from the couch, ready to go to your room.

‘What did you say?’. ‘H-hey let go of me-‘, you tried to pull away but his grip around your wrist only tightened. ‘Who are you going out with?’, his normally playful and childish expression was completely gone. His cold eyes pierced right through yours.

‘Let go of me, Mikey! I’m serious’.

Maybe if you raised your voice…

‘Tch’, a smirk slowly appeared on his face, ‘Fine, I’ll find out anyway’.

He raised both of his hands in the air, a smug look on his face.

‘If I even get the feeling I’m being watched by one of your fucking minions-‘, ‘That would be your fault, you could’ve just told me, but you wanted to act like a brat’.

Impossible. It was impossible to go on about this with him.

‘I’m going to get changed. There are still some leftovers in the fridge from yesterday. You can put it in the microwave for a couple of minutes’.

‘Thanks, bunny’.

Shut up.

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‘I’m leaving’, you grabbed your coat from the hanger, ‘I’ll be back late, so I’ll see you in the morning’.

‘You’re not leaving in that’. ‘Excuse me?’.

‘This. What’s this? It barely covers your ass’.

‘I said I was going out-‘, ‘With who? Your girls? To some stupid club?’.

‘I’m going on a fucking date, and I don’t need your approval. I can wear whatever I wa-‘. ‘A date?’, he chuckled, ‘A date or a quick fuck in a car? Have you looked at yourself? You think a guy is going to take you seriously when you’re dressed like this?’.

‘Go to hell’.

He went too far, he knew he did, but that didn’t mean his heart didn’t break when he heard your quiet, fragile voice; when he saw a tear in the corner of your eyes…

‘Y/N wait-‘. ‘What?’, you turned around, a lump in your throat as your hand rested on the doorknob.

He wanted to tell you that you looked beautiful. He wanted to say how you looked like a goddess in that black dress… How pretty your eyes looked with the color of eyeshadow you chose to wear… But he couldn’t. It felt as if his voice was stuck inside his chest.

‘Right’, you chuckled, ‘Goodnight Mikey’.

If he followed you, if he said you were the prettiest girl he’d ever seen, would you stay? Would you cancel your date with some stupid low-life and stay with him? There was still time, right? If he just left now, he’d still catch up with you…

‘Fuck’, he let both of his hands run through his hair as he walked towards his room.

He didn’t like this, the way he felt; the thoughts that came to mind… Nor did he like the fact that a boy was going to see you like this, that some nobody was going to touch you, to pay for your dinner… He wanted to be the one to take you out to dinner, to treat you right, but he couldn’t. What if someone from another gang noticed the way he cared about you? What if they wanted to take their revenge on you? He still hasn’t forgotten the girl that got raped by that Moebius scum. What if that was you? No, he could never be with you.

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‘3 AM?’, Mikey sighed as he looked at the time. He never slept when you were out, but you were never out this late. Only when you went to a club, but never when you were just on a date. He was worried, to say the least.

‘H-hey, don’t touch me!’.

Mikey immediately went to the door when he heard your distressed voice coming from the hallway.

‘If you lay your hands on her one more ti-‘.

All of his worries disappeared like snow in the sun when he saw who you were with.

‘Draken?’. ‘Found her pushing some creep away from her in a parking lot. She’s drunk’.

‘I-I’m not drunk! What’s it with the two of you always judging me-‘. ‘I’m not judging you’, Draken’s eyes rolled to the ceiling.

‘Who was she with?’.

Mikey didn’t care that you were drunk or that you were making a big scene in the middle of the night. His mind was clouded in anger. What if Draken wasn’t there? What if that guy took advantage of you? He was going to pay, no matter what.

‘I don’t know, some random guy’. ‘Find out and –‘. ‘Don’t worry’, Draken smirked, ‘I took care of it’.

‘You beat the living shit out of him! You d-didn’t take care of it! You ruined my ch-chance with him!’, a few drunken hiccups as you stumbled through the door.

‘Thanks’, Mikey smiled at his friend, ‘I’ll put her to bed before she passes out on the floor’. ‘Hm, see you, Mikey’. ‘See you’.

He wasn’t too happy about the fact that he wasn’t going to get the chance to make that guy pay, but he could find comfort in the fact he was now still probably laying in that parking lot with a dislocated jaw.

‘Y/N?’, his brows drew together when you weren’t in your room, or the kitchen, or on the couch.

‘Y/N?’, Mikey’s heart started to race when you weren’t in the bathroom either. Did you somehow leave the apartment? No, that was impossible, but the only place left was his room, and you rarely entered his room…

‘Bunny?’, a dazed expression on his face when he saw you curled up underneath his sheets.

No answer, like he expected. You were probably already fast asleep. What was he supposed to do? Could he sleep in one bed together? Or would you think that was weird? He should probably sleep in yours or on the couch, right? But he didn’t want to, he really didn’t want to. He wanted to feel your body against his, to pull you close to him and never let you go.

‘Sorry bunny, can’t help myself’, he whispered as he laid down next to you. He wasn’t going to touch you or to hug you, not when you were drunk anyway… But the feeling of your body next to his was more than enough for him.

He carefully laid down on his side, his eyes studying every part of your face. You were so beautiful to him. He adored the way a strand of hair was stuck to your plump limps, or the way your hand was resting underneath your cheek…

‘Night bunny’, he carefully moved the strand of hair behind your ear, turning his back towards you. He didn’t want you to think he was some kind of creep when you woke up.

‘H-huh?’, for the first time in his life, he froze when he felt your hands tugging at the back of his shirt.

‘Mikey?’.

A soft, fragile whisper that made his heart jump.

‘What’s wrong? Are you okay?’, he softly turned back around to look at you.

‘I was scared’, you couldn’t look at him, not when you felt this vulnerable.

He tried his hardest to suppress every feeling of anger that flowed through his body. He knew you needed him to comfort you, but he hated seeing you like this.

‘What happened?’.

‘W-we went out to dinner, and he kept buying me drinks and I didn’t want to be rude, so I drank them and then the next thing I know he was touching me in places I didn’t want to in the parking lot’.

At that point, he decided to beat him up himself, but that was something for later. He couldn’t show you how angry he was. He didn’t want you to put up your wall again.

‘But Draken was there, so he didn’t hurt you, right?’.

‘I-I don’t know, my arm is hurting’. ‘Can I take a look? I probably hurt you back when you were sitting on the couch’.

You shyly nodded your head in response.

‘Let’s see’, he softly smiled while pulling the blankets from your body.

His heart dropped to his stomach when he saw the bruises on your arm. He hurt you, he really did.

‘A-and?’, you softly asked when it was quiet for a minute. ‘Don’t worry, bunny. It’s nothing to worry about. You’re going to feel better in the morning’.

‘Mikey?’.

‘Yeah?’.

‘C-can you help me get out of these clothes, please?’. ‘Of course. Do you need anything from your room to sleep in?’. ‘Can I sleep in your shirt?’. ‘S-sure, I’ll get you one’.

He tried not to think about how cute you would look wearing one of his shirts. This wasn’t the time to be thinking about things like that.

‘The one you’re wearing is fine’, you carefully seated yourself on the edge of the bed. ‘Okay bunny’, Mikey softly replied before sitting on his knees behind you.

His heart was racing. He didn’t want to think about you like this when you were sad and scared, but he couldn’t help it.

‘Wait’, he gently placed your hair on one side of your shoulders, his fingertips brushing over your bare skin.

Your heart was racing too. You just hoped he didn’t notice it. The room was filled with a tense silence, not an awkward one, but a silence where both your heartbeats align and where things happen that would never happen during the daytime.

‘Here’, his voice sounded rough when he unzipped your dress, ‘You looked beautiful in that dress’.

He gently pushed the straps of your dress from your shoulders, his hand lingering a little too long on your skin.

‘T-thanks’, you slowly stood up, dropping your dress to the ground.

Did you do this on purpose? You didn’t give him any time to look away, and now you were standing in your underwear in front of him and…

‘Do you think I’m pretty, Mikey?’, you shyly turned around, your arms wrapped around your stomach.

Pretty? No, no, no. You weren’t pretty, you were divine.

‘Prettiest girl I’ve ever seen’.

‘Why have you never asked me out on a date?’.

‘Because I can’t get close to you’. ‘Why not?’, you slowly crawled onto the bed, placing your arms around his neck, ‘I’m pretty close now’.

He needed to tell you to stop, to push you away, but his hands were already holding onto your waist, eager to pull you closer.

‘Can’t let you get hurt’. ‘I won’t get hurt’. ‘They’ll hurt you to get to me’. ‘You’ll protect me, Draken will protect me, even Takemichi will protect me’, you chuckled at the thought, ‘Or he’ll try at least’.

But what if they can’t? What if no one’s around to protect you?

‘We can never get close’, he let his forehead rest against yours, ‘We just can’t’. ‘We’re already close, Mikey. I know you feel the same. It’s pointless to fight this, we’ll give in to this feeling eventually’.

You were right, he knew that… But maybe if he could wait a little longer, maybe if things cleared up a little bit…

‘Fuck it’, he smirked as he placed his hand on the back of your neck, ‘I’ll make sure no one ever dares to even look at you’.

He didn’t give you time to respond. His lips were aching too long for yours.

‘Tell me I’m yours’, you pulled off the kiss, ‘Need to hear it’.

Was it insecurity that he saw in your eyes? Or was it fear?

‘Your mine bunny. No one’s ever going to hurt you again’.

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youatemylollipop · 1 year

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Yandere headcanons for tokrev boys? Mikey, Draken and Takemichi please? Thanks!

A/N: I apologize if this isn't exactly what you were requesting. I haven't written yandere head-canons before, so this is new to me.

Ft: Hanagaki Takemichi, Ryūguji Ken & Sano Manjirō (Tokyo Revengers).

Part Two: Kokonoi Hajime & Kurokawa Izana ➵ Tokyo Revengers

Part Three: Imaushi Wakasa & Sano Shinichiro ➵ Tokyo Revengers

⚠️ WARNING: Yandere, obsession, stalking, possessiveness, kidnapping, delusional behavior, jealousy, overprotectiveness, territoriality, violence & paranoia.

Hanagaki Takemichi

➵ Takemichi would become extremely infatuated with his darling to the point of obsession. He would constantly think about them, and his thoughts would often turn to how he can keep them safe from harm.

➵ The blond is not very subtle about his feelings towards his darling. He becomes rather awkward around them and tends to stutter a lot. He would find it difficult to express his feelings properly and may resort to stalking them from afar.

➵ Takemichi has stalker tendencies and can become overly obsessive over his darling. He would constantly check their social media profiles, their messages, and their call history. He would become possessive of them and would not want anyone else to be near them.

➵ Although Takemichi would never hurt his darling, he might kidnap them and isolate them from the outside world. He does this because he’s afraid something might harm them due to his time leaping ability, and he becomes paranoid over his darling’s safety.

➵ Takemichi is respectful of his darling’s boundaries, but he might grow a bit delusional at times. He might think that he knows what’s best for them, and he might try to force his opinions onto them.

➵ He genuinely views himself as his darling’s knight in shining armor and wants to protect them from harm. He’s willing to do whatever it takes to keep them safe and would put himself in harm's way to protect them, even if it means sacrificing himself.

➵ Takemichi gets easily jealous and is highly insecure. He would become suspicious of anyone who is close to his darling, even if it's just a friend. He would want his darling to only have eyes for him, and he would become jealous of anyone who comes between them.

➵ Takemichi often daydreams about the perfect future where he and his darling are together, happy and everyone is alive. However, this only applies to those who do not pose a threat to their relationship. He would spend hours lost in thought, dreaming of a perfect life with his darling, and he would do anything to make that dream a reality.

➵ His daydreams are focused on his darling's safety and security. He imagines a future where he can protect them from any harm, and they can live together in peace. He might often picture his darling in a wedding dress, going down the aisle, and how happy they would be together.

➵ The blond is willing to go to great lengths to keep his darling safe and happy. He might obsessively research their interests and hobbies to better understand them and make them happy. He would do anything to see his darling smile and be happy.

➵ Takemichi's obsession with his darling might lead him to become delusional at times. He might imagine scenarios where his darling is in danger and how he can save them. He might also imagine scenarios where his darling is in love with someone else, and he would go to great lengths to prevent that from happening.

➵ Takemichi is deeply insecure and constantly worries about losing his darling. He might become jealous of anyone who spends time with his darling or appears to be a potential threat to their relationship. He needs constant reassurance from his darling that they love him and that they won't leave him.

You are seated in class, trying to pay attention to what the teacher is saying. However, during the lesson, you can’t erase the feeling that someone is watching you. You try your best to ignore it and focus on the teacher's lecture. But the feeling of uneasiness doesn’t seem to go away.

Meanwhile, Takemichi sits in class daydreaming about you. He imagines you walking down the aisle in a beautiful wedding dress, with him waiting for you at the altar. "I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you," he whispers to himself, as he pictures you saying your vows.

In his daydream, he sees you both living in a beautiful house, with a white picket fence and a garden full of roses. He imagines cooking dinner for you and having movie nights together. He sees himself holding your hand and taking long walks with you in the park.

But as he looks at you sitting in front of him, he can't help but feel nervous and tongue-tied. "What if she doesn't feel the same way about me?" he wonders. "What if I'm not good enough for her?"

He tries to focus on the lecture, but his mind keeps drifting back to you. "Maybe I should talk to her," he thinks to himself. "But what if I mess up and say something stupid?"

After class, Takemichi watches you from afar as you pack up your things and leave the classroom. "Someday, we'll be together," he whispers to himself, as he continues to daydream about a perfect future with you. But for now, he keeps his feelings to himself and stays hidden in the shadows, afraid of scaring you away.

As the days go by, Takemichi's infatuation with you only grows stronger. He becomes more and more obsessed with you, watching your every move from a distance. He knows it's not healthy, but he can't help himself.

One day, as you walk home from school, Takemichi follows you from a distance. He wants to say something to you, to tell you how he feels, but he can't work up the courage. So he just watches you from afar, hoping that someday you'll notice him and return his feelings.

Ryūguji Ken

➵ Draken is a very subtle yandere, and his obsession with his darling is not immediately noticeable. He will take his time to get to know his crush and win their heart before he reveals his true self to them.

➵ Once Draken has won his darling's affection, he becomes extremely overprotective of them. He will go to great lengths to ensure their safety and happiness, even if it means interfering in their life or making sacrifices for them.

➵ Draken is not possessive in a traditional sense, but he does not like the idea of sharing his darling with anyone else. He will not tolerate anyone trying to come between him and his crush, and he will become very jealous and territorial if he feels threatened.

➵ Despite his intense feelings for his darling, Draken is respectful of their boundaries. He will never force them to do anything they don't want to do and will always ask for their consent before doing anything intimate or physical.

➵ However, Draken's overprotectiveness can sometimes become overwhelming and suffocating for his darling. He may become overly controlling and try to dictate every aspect of their life, from what they wear to who they hang out with.

➵ If anyone tries to harm his darling or make them unhappy, Draken can become very violent and aggressive. He has a short fuse when it comes to people who hurt those he cares about, and he will not hesitate to take matters into his own hands if necessary.

➵ Despite his yandere tendencies, Draken is levelheaded and rational. He is aware that his behavior can be seen as extreme, and he will do his best to keep his actions in check to avoid scaring his darling away.

➵ Draken's love for his darling is genuine, and he truly believes that they are meant to be together. He sees himself as their protector and will do everything in his power to make sure that they are happy and safe.

➵ Draken is very attentive to his darling's needs and desires. He will go out of his way to make them happy, whether it's by planning a surprise date or cooking their favorite meal.

➵ However, Draken's need to protect his darling can sometimes cause him to be overly cautious. He may become paranoid about their safety and insist that they avoid certain places or people to minimize the risk of danger.

➵ Draken is not the type to make grand gestures or proclamations of love. He prefers to show his love through his actions and his unwavering devotion to his darling.

➵ On the other hand, Draken's yandere tendencies can become dangerous if left unchecked. He may become more and more possessive and controlling over time, potentially leading to a toxic and abusive relationship dynamic.

➵ Ultimately, Draken's yandere tendencies are a double-edged sword. While his love for his darling is genuine, his desire to control and protect them can be both comforting and suffocating at the same time.

You stand outside the bookstore, waiting for your boyfriend to message you. You glance at your phone, checking the time. You had initially wanted to meet up with your friends for lunch, but you knew that Draken wouldn't approve of your choice of company. As if on cue, your phone buzzes with a message from him.

"Hey, where are you?"

You type out a quick reply, telling him that you've finished with your errands and at what location you are waiting for him to pick you up. You know that he's just trying to keep tabs on you, but it still feels suffocating.

"Okay, I’ll be there soon."

You tuck your phone back into your pocket and sigh, feeling trapped. You love Draken, you really do, but sometimes it feels like he's more of a warden than a boyfriend.

As you wait, you hear someone call out your name. You turn to see your friends approaching, waving excitedly.

"Hey, we were just about to head to the ramen place down the street. Wanna join us?" One of them asks.

You hesitate, knowing that Draken wouldn't approve. But the thought of spending some time with your friends, away from his watchful eye, is too tempting to resist.

"Sure, why not?" you say, smiling.

You're about to follow your friends when you feel a hand on your shoulder. You turn to see Draken standing behind you, his expression unreadable.

"Hey, where do you think you're going?" he asks, his voice calm.

You feel a knot form in your stomach as you realize that he's caught you in the act. You try to think of an excuse, but your mind goes blank.

"I...I was just gonna grab a quick bite with some friends," you stammer. Draken's face hardens, and you can feel his grip on your shoulder tighten.

"You know I don't like you hanging out with them," he says, his tone low. You try to pull away, but his grip only tightens further.

"Please, Draken, it's just lunch," you plead. But he's not having it. He pulls you closer, his eyes flashing with anger.

"I said no," he growls.

You feel trapped, both physically and emotionally. You know that you can't leave, nor can you tell him how you feel. You're stuck in this toxic relationship, with no way out.

Sano Manjirō

➵ Mikey is extremely possessive of his darling and will go to great lengths to make sure they stay by his side. He believes that his darling belongs to him and him alone, and will never understand why they would want to leave him.

➵ His delusional nature makes him think that his darling loves him as much as he loves them, even if they haven't explicitly said so. He truly believes that they are meant to be together and that no one else could ever make them as happy as he can.

➵ When Mikey gets jealous, he becomes very intense and overprotective. He will not hesitate to hurt anyone who he perceives as a threat to his relationship with his darling, even if it's just a minor flirtation.

➵ Although Mikey will not manipulate or physically harm his darling, he may struggle to control his dark impulses when he feels threatened or betrayed. He will likely feel immense guilt afterwards, but that won't stop him from lashing out in the moment.

➵ His yandere tendencies are deeply rooted in his desire to be loved and accepted. He sees his darling as the only person who truly understands him and will stop at nothing to keep them close.

➵ Mikey is a very secretive and guarded person, but he shows his vulnerable side to his darling. He trusts them completely and believes that they are the only person in the world who truly understands him.

➵ He’s an extremely obsessive and clingy yandere. Mikey wants to spend every moment of every day with his darling and gets very upset when they have to be apart, even for a short time—which is something that he will never allow to happen.

➵ He is also very affectionate with his darling and constantly showers them with love and attention. He genuinely cares for them and wants them to be happy, as long as that happiness includes staying by his side.

➵ Mikey's yandere tendencies are rooted in his fear of abandonment. He has been hurt in the past and believes that his darling is the only person who will never leave him.

➵ He also has a tendency to be possessive over objects that belong to his darling. He sees them as an extension of his darling and will get angry if anyone else tries to touch or use them.

➵ Mikey is prone to outbursts of anger when he feels that his darling is being threatened or mistreated. He will not hesitate to use violence to protect them, even if it means putting himself in danger.

➵ He has a very distorted view of love and relationships. He believes that his darling belongs to him and that he has the right to control every aspect of their life.

➵ Overall, Mikey is a deeply troubled and dangerous yandere who is willing to do whatever it takes to keep his darling by his side. While he may be affectionate and caring towards them, his obsessive and possessive behavior can quickly turn violent and dangerous.

You stand on the rooftop of the abandoned building, staring out at the Tokyo skyline as the cool breeze whips through your hair. You feel a presence behind you and turn to see Mikey, your boyfriend, walking towards you with a mischievous grin on his face.

"[Name]-chin, what are you doing up here all alone?" he asks, his voice playful and teasing.

"Just needed some fresh air," you reply, trying to keep your tone neutral.

Mikey steps closer to you, his hand reaching out to touch your cheek. "You look so pretty tonight, [Name]-chin. Are you thinking about me?"

You look away, not wanting to meet his intense gaze. You feel trapped in this relationship, unable to speak your true feelings or tell him that you don't love him anymore.

Mikey's playful demeanor quickly changes as he senses your discomfort. "Is something bothering you, [Name]-chin? Talk to me," he says, his voice more serious now.

You take a deep breath, steeling yourself. "Mikey... I don't know if this is working out. I don't feel the same way about you as you do about me," you say softly.

Mikey's expression immediately turns dark and angry. "What are you saying, [Name]-chin? You don't love me anymore?" He growls, his grip on your arm tightening.

"I...I don't know," you stammer, fear creeping into your voice.

Mikey's grip loosens and he steps back, his expression softening. "I'm sorry, [Name]-chin. I didn't mean to scare you. But you have to understand, I can't let you go. You're mine, and no one else can make you as happy as I can," he says, his voice full of conviction.

You feel a chill run down your spine as you realize the depth of Mikey's delusion. He truly believes that you belong to him and that he has the right to control every aspect of your life.

"I need some time to think," you say, trying to edge towards the door.

Mikey steps in front of you, blocking your path. "You can't leave me, [Name]-chin. You're my everything. Without you, I have nothing," he says, his voice pleading.

You feel a twinge of guilt as you see the desperation in his eyes. But you know that you can't stay in this relationship any longer. You take a deep breath and push past him, running down the stairs and out into the night. You don't look back, but you can hear Mikey's anguished cry echoing through the empty building.

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buccini555 · 10 months

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≡ “I want to go back to being the Mikey I used to be”

⌕ x r e a d e r !

☆ 𝑭𝒕. Manjiro Sano (Bonten!)

⚠︎! references to post traumatic stress/trauma

★ As you never failed to do, you went to visit Manjiro at one of Bonten's many hideouts, despite the boy being isolated and most of the time not wanting to have contact with anyone at all, you really never failed to see your sweet boy.

As soon as you arrived, you looked for Sano, thus arriving in one of the rooms of the huge building, you came across Manjiro sitting on a small old and broken piece of furniture, as soon as you laid eyes on the boy and he noticed your presence, Manjiro invited you to sit next to him and you, of course, cannot tell that he was crying, or at least he seemed to have been crying a few minutes before you arrived.

— Manjiro? Something happened? Are you hurt?

You questioned, worry always took over your mind when seeing him in that state, even if you were already used to your loved one's depressed appearance.

— I-I'm scared, I'm so fucking scared right now.

He was different, you can see the difference in his blank look before, he seemed to be totally out of his "impulse", just being less aggressive and totally fragile at that moment.

— Scared? Why?

You questioned again, you were more and more worried, since you knew that the boy had not been well in the last few days, you watched him, curious to know what he had to say.

— You know, the memories won't leave me alone, you know, don't you? I live my nightmares even awake.

𓈒 ﹒ ☆ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ ࣭

Dealing with trauma? It was really never an easy task for Manjiro, he never managed to recover from all the tragedies that occurred throughout his life, only an emotional blockage took care of him, after all, he believed that if he didn't feel "nothing" anymore, the pain would pass.

𓈒 ﹒ ☆ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ ࣭

— I can't imagine how you feel, but I honestly didn't want you to go through that.

You wanted to hug him at that moment, but you just held back as you knew Manjiro couldn't handle contact well.

— My brothers... My friends... My family? I? Where did all this go? How was I able to destroy everything I loved most? And I still think my post traumatic stress shit fucked me up even more.

He started to cry almost desperately, you could feel his lover's pain, he really couldn't handle it all alone anymore.

— Y-you need to calm down, please baby!

Despite wanting to comfort him, you still feared for the mood swings he had, of course, he was never aggressive with you, but you knew that he just didn't show aggression because he gave everything to control himself.

Since those memories and flashbacks took over Manjiro, he never again had the ability to show the slightest bit of affection, but, he hugged you, as tight as he could, you can feel Manjiro's trembling body, which at that moment, looked more like the "Mikey" you knew years ago.

— I hate being emotionally fucked up, I hate being so traumatized! I hate myself for all the times I treated you like crap, I love you... I love you but I can't even show my fucking feelings.

Still holding you in his arms, he continued to break down in tears, you had never seen Mikey so sensitive, you just remained silent, not holding back the tears at hearing those words.

— It's okay, Manjiro, it's okay, I'm here.

You gently caressed Sano's face, trying to do your best to at least keep him comfortable.

— I want to go back, I want to go back to the start.

— Go back? What do you mean by that my love?

— Back to the beginning of it all...

You just remained silent, clearly Manjiro was thinking about all his past, friends, family, and most of all, who he used to be.

— Help me to be Mikey again, only you can do that for me.

— I'll do anything to help you, I promise! But, I think you better rest now, don't you?

— I'm sorry for making you worried...

— Come here, try to sleep, okay? This will help with your crisis.

You knew that Manjiro had been without sleep for days, the tired look on the younger's face wouldn't let him lie and say he was having a good night's sleep.

— I really love you, you make me feel alive again.

He looked at you with joy in his eyes for the first time in years.

— Rest, I want you to get better soon.

He subtly rested his face on your chest, as he used to do and while he slept, you just caressed the boy's bleached hair.

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litepowee · 1 year

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𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡...

ft. Manjiro Sano

cw. hurt/no comfort, gender-neutral pronouns, angst, childhood friends to lovers au

wc. 1.3k

a/n. this is a re-write of something from my old blog. was in a angsty mood, but i just want my boy to have a chance to break down in someone's arms (╥﹏╥)

You looked as gorgeous as ever, though that wasn’t anything new in Manjiro’s mind. Since the first day he met you, ‘gorgeous’ had always been on his mind. But today, it just felt different. Something in the back of Manjiro’s mind told him that today was different, that somehow without him noticing, you were different.

The white dress adorned your body so perfectly, hugging your curves and flowing out in a trail behind you so elegantly. Even with all the eyes of family members, friends, and anyone in-between on you, you still stood as confident as ever. As the piano started playing, Manjiro could feel himself subconsciously stiffening up seeing you in the doorway. You looked simply breathtaking, he almost succumbed to the urge to pinch himself; just to make sure it wasn’t a dream.

God, how many years had he known you? It has to be at least 10? Maybe 11 or 12 years, if you’re really trying to get specific. The first time Manjiro saw you was when Emma had brought you back to the dojo, introducing you to all of her big brothers. Eyes glistening with pure amazement as you watched him and Keisuke practice. Emma basically had to drag you away from the dojo to get your attention off them.

Those years were long gone, but that didn’t mean that you had ever disappeared from the Sano's life. You became closest with Emma but never turned down an offer to train with Mikey and his friends. Throwing punches and kicks far more impressive than some of the members of Toman themselves.

As years upon years sped by, what had started off as friendship had developed into more as you developed into adulthood. Manjiro’s eyes, once filled with a childlike admiration, had turned into something more deep, more mature.

Manjiro only managed to snap out of his reminiscing daydreams when the officiant asked everyone to be seated, allowing them to start the ceremony. You glanced up at him through full lashes, emotional tears slowly forming. The sight made his heart clench, and he resisted the urge to wipe those tears away; less he ruined your perfectly done makeup that must have taken hours.

After the officiant had said their speech, it was Manjiro’s turn for vows. Breathing in a deep breath, he stared into your eyes holding a certain vulnerability in them.

“Y/n, my love. To think that we stand here together at the altar, it’s something younger Mikey could only dream about. I’m pretty sure anyone who would spend two seconds together with us knew of my little crush on you. Though I didn’t do much to hide it at that time.” He chuckled, looking down with a soft smile, remembering how he used to act like a love struck puppy around you in his early teenage years.

“Everyday I wake up, and I choose you; I choose us. You are the one person in the world that can handle all of me, so unapologetically. I never thought I would find my perfect match, someone who is so loving and gentle but can still kick my ass in any fight!” Some friends in the crowd started laughing as you looked away, smiling with a mix of embarrassment and pride.

“I know when I look into your eyes, and see them shining so brightly at me…I know that I made the right choice to hand my entire being over to you. So, Y/n, my love. All I ask is that you take care of me, as I promise to do for you.”

The words seemed to spill over, as his lips started to wobble. Manjiro had never been one for showing emotion, all his life all he had known was strength. But you were the one person that came crashing through the walls he had spent his whole life building up.

A breathless chuckle left his lips as Manjiro attempted to blink away the tears. Everything just felt perfect, like something of a fairytale that Shinichiro would read to him and Emma when they were young.

The ceremony continued on as the crowd quieted down, and you spoke your vows. Manjiro couldn’t help but let a few tears slip down his cheeks, as he gingerly wiped them away. Your words seemed to hit so deep within his heart, as all he could do was swell with love for you. This was the right decision, he had felt it in his entire being.

“You may now kiss the bride.”

Manjiro’s eyes fell closed as you leaned in, kissing your newly-wed husband. Cheers erupted in the church as you pulled away from each other, sporting the biggest grins.

Church bells rung as you grab his hand, pulling him down the aisle. Stopping underneath the door frame, he takes one last long look into your eyes before snaking his arm around your waist. Leaning in close as you’re dipped down into a kiss.

One hand holding onto your husband, as the other clutches your bouquet. You run down the church stairs as your guests follow suit, emptying the ceremony until only he is left.

“Mikey?”

Emma leans against the old wooden door frame, a sleek red dress covered in sequence and matching red heels making her blonde hair pop. She’s only met with silence as Manjiro refuses to meet her eyes, still standing at the altar, head tilted back with his eyes closed.

“Manjiro?” She calls out again, after a second the only thing that could be heard were Emma’s heels clicking against the floor. She reaches out for Manjiro, hand smoothing over his tuxedo. Biting her lip, she utters a quiet “Are you okay?”. Her whole body feels heavy, overcome with anxiety for her brother, regretting even speaking the words as she already knows the answer.

“Of course. Just admiring the altar one last time before I headed over to the reception.” Manjiro’s words held a quiet calmness that made Emma feel even more on-edge. “Mikey, it's ok-” “Hey Emma, don’t you think this is just a breathtaking place to hold a wedding? I think so. And did you see Y/n? They looked so beautiful, though it's almost rude to them if I were to compare their beauty to an old building.”

Though not many people could, Emma could see the hurt swimming in his eyes. The hurt Manjiro tries so hard to hide from everyone, including you. “Keisuke is a lucky man. I’d give anything to be marrying them today. I should go threaten him one more time, just to make sure he knows to be good to them or else I’ll-""Manjiro!”

Her voice rang through the church seemingly echoing in his mind, promptly silencing him. For the first time since the beginning of the ceremony, Manjiro looked deeply into Emma's worried eyes. He saw her fighting back tears with a tight lip. But all he could give in return was a soft smile.

“I guess I wasn’t enough for them.” Whispering out as his gaze drifted to the stained glass art hung. “I can never be enough for them.” Manjiro let out a strained chuckle, as Emma stepped forward pulling him into a hug. Her hand ran up and down the lengths of his back in an attempt to calm his breathing.

The air at the altar felt thick and heavy, as his chest heaved. Dropping his head down on Emma’s shoulder as he gently wrapped his arms around her midsection. “It’s okay Mikey. I’m here, let it out. Please, let it out.” Her soft words seemed to be the final straw as he wept into her shoulder. Choked sobs escaped as just outside the church you pressed a gentle kiss onto Keisuke’s lips, eyes gleaming, smiling up at him in pure adoration and love.

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kawataslvr · 1 month

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Can I request a Mikey (tokyo revenger) x male reader.

Where they both know they love each other, but the reader is scared to date him 'cause they're both men. And Mikey is just trying to convince him (at the end the reader agreed), please ?

Summary : Angst -> Fluff ,, Internalized homophobia ,, hinted at homophobia from readers parents ,, He/Him Pronouns .

A/N : guys i rlly like mikey 😍🙏 this one hit very close to home 🪂

You really liked Mikey, yes he really did, well, as a friend.. right??

So why did his heart pound faster and faster whenever he was around him, its not like he was afraid of rejection.

He’s been told multiple times Mikey had a thing for him, everyone knew it. Wasn’t ever a secret since you two met.

You tried to ignore the feelings, everyone was just playing around. Because you couldn’t like a boy that was GROSS.

Right? thats what your brain told you, so why was your heart betraying you so badly? why was it craving Mikey so often?

It was probably just the teasing from everyone that was getting to your head.

Maybe thats why your heart dropped and then rapidly sped up way too quick when Mikey gave you a confession letter, you could tell Emma had helped him on it with how cutely it was decorated.

How cute of him..

You smiled to yourself before stopping yourself when your brain processed what the note really said.

Mikey just confessed his feelings , and he was in front of you.

He was waiting for your answer, what the hell were you supposed to say.

At least no one was watching, he had the curtsey to do this in private.

You still didn’t want to hurt his feelings “I..Im sorry.. I just..”

“It’s okay for you to say no L/N.” oh, your lastname? You’re heart dropped again.

You liked Mikey, loved even. But.. he was a guy, these had to be just friendly feelings.

“I.. I just don’t know how you feel about dating a dude..” your tone sounded a bit shaky, as if nervous to admit this. It’s not like you were completely against the idea of gay people, you didn’t care if one of your friends or someone around you were gay. You just thought the idea of you being gay was gross, because that wasn’t you.

“Well do you like me?” Mikey said bluntly

“Yeah, I mean.. I guess I do, but that doesn’t mean we can date we’re both guys..”

“Give me one chance, please Y/N.” Mikey did look a bit disappointed, not mad. Not sad.

You didn’t know what to say, “I can’t, even if I did my parents wouldn’t allow me.” Mikey put his hands on your shoulders

Was your heart beating this fast because he was so close? or because the leader of Toman was grabbing onto him.

“Please Y/N, we both like each other.”

After one final Denial Mikey left you alone, at least for the time being.

That whole situation didn’t stop him from sending you flowers and gifts after school and leaving you sweet notes during school.

No not at all.

He made sure to write his name in big bold letters on every gift or card, he needed you to know it was from him.

The feeling inside of you couldn’t deny how much you loved the gifts, how much you wanted to be with Mikey.

You had been avoiding him and his friends.

Mikey had sent you multiple messages practically begging.

If you weren’t so in love, you’d call this pathetic.

Finally coming to terms that you like him you were the one to message him this time, even if you never really gave a reply to his countless messages.

You asked him to meet you, quickly getting last second regrets whenever you thought about it.

It was too late now.

“Y/N!” Mikey said in a cheery tone, this being the only real interaction he’s had with you for almost a month now.

“Mikey.. I wanted to tell you something.” You became a mess again, why the hell were you all flustered? Just spit it out.

“If you want me to leave you alone I’ll stop.” he said in that same blunt tone, again.. but this time it was neutral and more understanding.

Mikey was ready to accept the rejection.

“No! No! I—“ why were the words so chocked up on your throat? ugh.. you were more annoyed with yourself than anyone else.

“I like you too.”

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mayumml · 1 year

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Warmth

Everyone knew not to get involved with him.

She knew, better than anyone, a little too well in fact. His deadly unexpected swings of impulses, his notorious reputation as a violent and dangerous gang leader, or his outrageous delinquent behaviors that evidently differs from her own perfect records. She knew of it all.

Yet, not once did that stopped her from seeking for him, yearning for him and loving him. Her adoration for him started from when, she had no recollection of it. But her feelings needed no reason. All that she needed was for him to be happy, to not lead a regretful life, to shine as bright as he always did.

Though, everyone knew fate can often times be cruel.

“Sano Manjiro.” His name rolled so smoothly off her tongue, almost like butter, oh how she adored speaking it. It was still him, the same Manjiro, the same Mikey, the same boy she loved. Yet, whoever was standing in front of her seemed so foreign that she thought her mind was playing tricks on her.

The unfamiliar did not come from his bleached white short hair contrasting his once flowing head of gold, nor did it come from the pale skin hugging his now small bony frame. His eyes. His eyes spoke different from they did before. Ebony black eyes were full of life and ambitions, yet replaced them now were voids that screamed silence.

If only she could burst into tears and jump into his arms mindlessly, she would. But how foolish would she be to ignore the fact that the boy she loved was merely just a ghost of the past? No longer would it be strong warm arms that welcomes her in an embrace, but the cold dead air instead. Maybe even a gun to her head.

Stood on the old cracked concrete were the two, eyes bored into each other’s, time seemed to drag out way longer than ever before. No sense of familiarity was present between them, almost as if the bond they created was just that of another life. The thought that, perhaps, her insignificant friendship with him was merely but a delusion she harbored since all those years ago, ate away at her mind.

“…You.” His voice was cold and lifeless, as if it belonged to a corpse. The years he spent away must have stolen every ounce of emotion left in him, leaving him nothing but a shell with an echo. Salty tears threatened to surge and burst from her eyes, reasons hard to tell.

Was it the fact that the voice of the blazing Sun, which blared through the empty nights all those years before, was long gone? Or was it because of the longing for his voice, which she so desperately tries to deny, tricked her to daze at merely the sound of it? Oh, how desperate she was.

“How long has it been?”

“How did you find me?”

He was still straightforward and to the point, which she had found to be an endearing and charming quality of his that he kept. However, the endearment is limited when paired with the chilling glare directed straight at her, like he could pierce through her skull with just his eyes alone. And he would.

“I always find you, Manjiro.”

“…”

“You hid so well for the past 10 years, but I still found you.”

“I told you not to look for me.”

“You know how I am.” He did. He knew much very well how she was like, he knew each of his friends like the back of his hand. Whether or not he still does, she could not recognize. And for the very fact that he knew her so well, she had no doubts that she had to find him. From the shining gates of heaven to the darkest depths of hell, he needed to be found.

“Leave.”

“No, Manjiro, I refuse.”

“Keep your stubborn act and you die.”

Despite his warning, she took a step closer with gentle movements. It was not that she wanted to spite him, nor did she doubted his threats of spilling her blood, she was simply not afraid. She knew death was close to her doors when she decided to seek for the Sun.

Oh, the vicious he, a man of overbearing power and pervasive fear across the lands. His name bought fright, at times even hatred. Yet, he was just Manjiro. Her Manjiro. The boy that was so very warm. If ever his warmth fades and leaves him cold, then naught can stop her from embracing him in her own blaze.

Her lips pressed, eyes alarmingly calm, sauntering with unsourced confidence, unseen was the sorrow she felt within. He knew of her obstinacy, he knew the simple request to not search for him would go on deaf ears, yet he did not undertake any further actions to prevent himself from getting discovered. Maybe, just maybe, she would like to be the small flicker of hope for him this time.

The vacant basement voiced no sound but the clicking of a gun. Held against her forehead, threatening to paint the floor with her brains if she dared to get any closer. His eyes still empty and unfeeling, almost as if one hand is not pointing cruel death towards his light.

“Don’t shoot.”

Black eyes imperceptibly widened for an instant, the gun sat still. She lifted a hand to lightly graze his, slender fingers wrapped around the gun’s handle were so frigid and scarred, so dried and bony. He stared at her, not a word left him yet she was adamant to decipher what he was trying to convey. Their skins felt like burning against each other when her warm palm met his scraped knuckles.

The slight flinch when they touched, she did not miss. His eyes narrowed, daggers dug into her head, yet he did not move. She held his rough hand holding the gun delicately, as if handling cold hard porcelain that would shatter to pieces if touched a little too harsh. Her fingers slowly guided the gun down to his side as she stepped closer, hands never leaving each other’s. He basked in the long forgotten comfort given from her touch.

Eyes to eyes again, her lips lifted to a soft smile at the familiar shade of caliginous black, one which she had always adored. Her form was reflected on his dead eyes. She could only wish to be the only one ever centered in the dark pond of unlit sky ever again, it was her one selfish desire. Selfish she very much is when it comes to him. The proximity almost brought nostalgia upon her, whispering back to times where everything was not collapsing. He was not collapsing.

His gelid breath fanned her cheek, she wondered if she was the only one feeling anything at all. Her hand left his and instead, hastened arms wrapped around his stiff torso, holding him tight. He stood unmoving, almost as if his feet were stuck glued to the dull concrete. She rested her face on his shoulder, the sore shoulder that endured abundant weight and torment alone for one too many years.

“It’s okay, Manjiro. You don’t have to take on everything on your own.”

Faint scent of cigarette and familiar warm butter infiltrated her sense, she could not help but nuzzle into his bare neck. His chest heaved slow against hers, perhaps if she focus enough, she might be able to feel his heartbeat. His breath was unsteady and ragged, contrasting the still composure he presented. He was so, so very cold.

“I’m sorry I didn’t notice your suffering earlier.”

How long has it been since she was able to embrace him in her warmth? The two fit together similar to a puzzle, her arms felt so right when clasped around his body, if only god heard her prayers for their moment to last forever. Latching onto her dearest even when she knew it could potentially demand a hefty price, she is undeniably such a fool.

“I don’t know the pain you have been through, so I cannot say that I understand it.”

“…”

“But from now I’ll go with you through hell, I’ll share a shoulder with you, I won’t let you bottle it up alone.”

“…”

“Even if you push me away, I’ll crawl back.”

Tense shoulders gradually shifted and drooped, his statue-like demeanor fading by the second. Hesitant inhales and exhales beside her ear only made her hug him tighter, their body heat meshing together. Her eyes shut when he lifted his arms and clung onto the back fabric of her shirt, almost unsurely. He must have tucked the gun away for the time being.

She smiled against his shoulder, joyous that he broke through his thorn sheathed adamantine facade, even if it was for a while bit. His snow shade strands tickled her cheek as he leaned his head against hers, arms squeezing around her torso firm, as if he was afraid to lose her warmth again. They stood basking in one another’s comfort, small flare shared by two to battle against the cold harsh world’s treatments.

“Sorry.” Manjiro mumbled. Even though the apology was monotone, his dejection was echoed.

She tenderly patted his back as her shoulders became dampened, how her heart ached for the boy she loves. Salty tears seeped through her shirt, he was unmoving yet wrecked emotions flooded down her skin. Her throat was dry, droplets were difficult to keep contained, but they cannot be shed. She was the one taking in his agony, she will house all of it for him.

“You’re a bastard, Manjiro.”

“…I know.”

“Live well for me, okay?”

She savored the warm embrace. If she did not know any better, she might mistaken the arms around her to be reminiscent of his former protective loving ones. She loved him, adored him, cherished him, he was her blazing Sun. Nothing changed, ten years ago or this very moment, she still loved him and she could only see him. In front of her was still her shining light, just battered and bruised from fate’s heinous games.

“I love you, Manjiro.”

“I know.”

Even if his blossoming smile was replaced with an unfeeling scowl. Even if his eyes no longer held endearment when reflected her. Even if his welcoming warmth was long gone. Even if he was to walk on the path of blood. Even if he places a gun to her skull. Even if he was crying his anguish out on her shoulders. Even if she was no more. She knew him, and she loved him.

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize, Manjiro.”

She softly smiled, feeling his skin against hers for the last time. The cold metal held next to her head signaled it was time to let go. Since when did that get there, she wondered.

“I’m sorry, (y/n).”

“Goodbye, Manjiro.”

Bang.

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littleoanh · 2 years

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Hi sweetie! I was wondering If I could ask for an angst to fluff with Fem reader who is dating bonten trio + Kakucho, Koko and Mikey? Reader gets upset because a girl who works for them told her that they are using her while they find someone better and reader believes them becasuse she has low self esteem so she leaves them and when they notice they look for her everywhere?

A/N: Hello my darling anon!! Ahhhh, another low self esteem writing… I won’t go into depth on it but I will make it work and have the angst to fluff theme! Hope you enjoy it!

Irreplaceable

Characters: Bonten x fem!Reader

Warnings: Established poly relationship with everyone except Takeomi and Mochi, reader has low self esteem (MIGHT BE TRIGGERING, WON’T GO INTO DETAILS ABOUT LSE), cursing, implied murder (not the reader), and fluff ending.

Like, reblogging, and kind comments are appreciated.

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You stir in your sleep, gradually waking up in the king size bed alone. Mmmm? Where did Koko and Kaku go? Kakucho and you spent the night at Koko’s penthouse, sharing the same bed. Sitting up to rub your sleepy eyes, you look around to see if they were maybe in the bathroom. No one is there, you swing your legs over the bed, wearing the house slippers Koko bought you and head out of the bedroom.

“Oh,” Your eyes light up when you find Koko’s living room is decorated with balloons, flowers, and little presents on the table. You saunter over to the table to find a closed laptop with a note handwritten by Koko.

‘Watch Video’

You open the laptop to find a video file ‘To Our Beloved Waffles’ and you click on it.

“HAPPY THREE MONTHS ANNIVERSARY WAFFLES!” All your boyfriends shout in excitement over the recorded video, Haru being the loudest. You let out the biggest smile on your face, finding this is the most adorable and romantic gesture you ever had from any relationship.

“Sorry, we’re not there with you right now.” Kakucho sincerely apologizes, “We have some things we need to take care of this morning.”

“But we made special plans for dinner tonight.” Ran happily grins.

“For dinner, we book your favorite all you can eat Yakiniku restaurant and for dessert…” Koko waits for the next person to finish the surprise.

“We’re taking you to eat mo-” Haru interrupts Rin’s sentence.

“MOCHI WAFFLES!” Rin glares daggers at Haru.

“You fucker, that’s my line!”

“It was my idea to take Waffles to a dessert place.”

“And I came up with the mochi waffles.” Rin argues back with frustrations.

“Which is a dessert place, so it is my idea.” Haru talks in his own logic, then the video gets chaotic with your boyfriends fighting amongst each other. Ran and Kaku are trying to calm down the two. In the midst of the fighting, Mikey approaches the camera to talk to you.

“I’ll come pick you up, Waffles. Don’t be late.”

“There should be a bag from XX, wear that tonight.” Koko ends the video with screaming in the background. You couldn’t help but to laugh, you always feel lucky to have such loving boyfriends.

“I should do something nice for them.” You come up with the idea to make some bento lunch boxes for all of them. Having fun decorating each bento box with cute rice decorations. Checking the time on the wall, it’s almost lunch time. You safely pack all the bento boxes in a giant tote bag and make your way to the Bonten building. The security guards politely greet you and allow you access. Taking the elevator up to the executive floor and coming to find Misa, the Executive assistant at her desk. “Hello Misa.” You greet her with a friendly smile, she slightly rolls her eyes seeing you approach her.

“They’re not here.” She rudely ignores your greeting and gets straight to the point. Your heart aches a little by how she is treating you. She never seems to like you ever since you started dating the executives.

“That’s okay, I wasn’t planning on staying.” You still remain nice, trying to not let her attitude hurt your feelings. “Can you please give this to all of them? I made them some lunch and it has all their names.” You show her the giant tote bag, she gives you a judgemental stare.

“Why would they eat that garbage?” Your heart is slowly breaking, “They all have refined taste and wouldn’t eat something below their expensive palate.” She smirks wickedly when she sees your expression slowly dissolve into sadness. “You know, I’m just doing you a favor. I heard them talking about you.” You remain quiet, letting her talk, “They’re just using you to pass some time before they find someone else that’s better than you.” There are tears glistening on your lash lines, fueling her to keep talking, “Do you honestly think they like you? You’re not even on the same level as them.” Tears are dripping down your face. “They laugh at you behind your back. You’re basically a charity case and just an easy person to toy with.”

“You-you’re lying.” Your voice is above a whisper and said with no confidence.

She tilts her head to the side, “Am I? I work very closely with them. I know everything about them. Why else do you think they’re not here?” Her wick grin grows wider. “They’re looking to replace you.” You drop the tote bag on the floor, bento boxes spilling everywhere, before running out of there.

“Hello boss.” The security guards bow as Mikey and the other executives are coming back from their morning missions. “[L/n] san was here earlier but…” Mikey’s eyes flicker towards the security at the mention of your name.

“But what?” Mikey questions, normally he is not the one asking questions but anything that deals with his Waffles… he will.

“We think something happened, she ran out of here in tears.” Their bodies tense in shock, hearing their Waffles leaving the building, crying. Who made you cry? Mikey clenches his fists looking at the rest of the executives, they are ready to listen to his orders.

“You four,” Looking at Sanzu, Koko, Ran, and Rin, “go investigate what happened here. Kakucho and I will look for her at her place.”

“Yes, Mikey.” Sanzu, Koko, Ran, and Rin run upstairs to see what possibly could have occurred here. Whoever made you cry will pay. They make it to the executive floor to find Misa cleaning up a mess in front of her desk.

“Misa, what happened here?” Ran scrunches his eyebrows. Misa looks startled, thinking she had more time to clean up the mess before they came back.

“Oh, well there’s just a little accident.” Misa laughs stiffly, Sanzu’s eagle eyes notice your familiar tote bag.

“That’s Waffles’ bag.” Sanzu narrows his droopy eyes and crouches down to level with Misa. Her eyes avoid his blue eyes. Beads of sweat cover her forehead and he senses she’s hiding something. “Misaaaaa.” His scary childlike tone calls out to her, “You wouldn’t happen to know why our Waffles running out of here crying… do you?”

“I-I-”

“Speak the truth, Misa.” Rin also crouches down to level with her. “You know what happens when you lie.” His lilac eyes are burning holes through her.

“Why did our Waffles cry?” Ran tilts his head with a callous smile on his face, she feels a chill run down her spine.

“Found the video.” Koko was on his laptop while the Bonten Trio cornered Misa. He starts playing the video where you came in with your tote bag.

“Hello Misa.” Your saccharine voice plays through Koko’s laptop, Misa’s expression pales.

“They’re not here.”

“That’s okay, I wasn’t planning on staying. Can you please give this to all of them? I made them lunch and it has all their names.” They all practically melt. You went through the trouble of making them lunch? Rin glances at the spilled content, there was a rice head shaped like a jellyfish. Was that for him?

“Why would they eat that garbage?” The Bonten Trio immediately stare down at Misa, who is visibly shaking. “They all have refined taste and wouldn’t eat something below their expensive palate. You know, I’m just doing you a favor. I heard them talking about you.” Ran arches one of his eyebrows. “They’re just using you to pass time before they find someone else that’s better than you.” Sanzu feels his blood boiling with the poisonous words Misa spews. “Do you honestly think they like you? You’re not even on the same level as them.” Koko’s heart aches when he sees tears dripping down your precious face. “They laugh at you behind your back. You’re basically a charity case and just an easy person to toy with.” Rin is getting close to losing it.

“You-you’re lying.” Their hearts are breaking when they hear you sniffling and trembling.

“Am I? I work very closely with them-”

“I’m done listening.” Sanzu’s voice is dangerously low, his eyes are crazed staring at Misa. “Soooo you know us very well, right?” His smile turns sadistic.

“You know what’s going to happen next, don't you?” Ran matches Sanzu’s smile, Misa freezes, knowing there was no point of running. Fear is last seen in her eyes.

Kakucho’s phone starts ringing to find Koko’s name and picks up. “Yes?” Listening to Koko’s explanation of what happened at the Bonten’s Headquarters and how they need a new executive assistant. “Got it.”

“Did you find Waffles?” Koko asks, hopefully. Kakucho frowns while looking at a distraught Mikey.

“No, she’s not here.” Kakucho and Mikey come up empty at your place. You weren’t here and Mikey tries calling you but it goes straight to voicemail. You leave no clues of where you could possibly be.

“Start the van,” Mikey quietly orders, then looks at Kakucho with the most emotional look in his eyes, “we’re scavenging the city and bringing Waffles home.”

Rin brings the van to pick up Mikey and Kakucho, in the car everyone brainstorms of all the possibilities of where you would potentially be hiding. Koko mentions looking for you at your favorite bookstore, you aren’t there. Ran suggests your favorite bakery that sells your favorite waffle bread, you aren’t there. Sanzu proposes your favorite plushie store as you since you love collecting them, you aren’t there either. Mikey is getting close to having a mental breakdown. Every other suggestion someone comes up with, ends in disappointment. Did they not know you at all? Are they all terrible boyfriends that don’t know you?

“Wait,” Something struck Kakucho of where you could possibly be at, “I might know where she is. Rin, drive to Hotel XX.” Instantly, when Kakucho mentions that, in their hearts, they know you would be there.

In 15 minutes, they arrive at the oldest and one of the most luxurious hotels in Tokyo. Mikey rushes out of the van, Ran follows, then Kakucho and everyone else. He leads them to the entrance of the hotel’s public and famous garden. He finds the red rose garden with the gazebo, running through the center of the garden. His shoulders relax and heart pounds against his aching chest. There you are, sitting alone in the center of the garden, crying silently, wiping your tears away with your sleeve.

“[Y/N]!” They all scream your name, startling the nearby visitors and you. They bring you into their loving and warm embrace. Not caring if anyone sees them.

“We were so worried about you.” Rin wipes your tears from your swollen red eyes.

“Why did you run away?” Haru clings onto you with his big puppy droopy eyes.

“How… did you know I would be here?” You sniffle.

“I remembered,” Kakucho tucks your hair behind your ear, “you said this place brings you happy memories of your grandparents.” Your eyes widened, you didn’t expect him to remember that.

“I… I said that a long time ago.”

“We remembered a lot of things about you, Waffles.” Ran caress your plush cheek.

“But… aren’t I just… something to be replaced? Why would you want to remember something… like that?” Remembering the cruel words from Misa. Mikey cups your cheek and pulls you closer to his, for you to see how much he cares for you.

“You are irreplaceable. No one can ever take your place. We only want you. We need you.”

“Really?” You see the sincerity in Mikey’s raw emotions in his eyes.

“We love you, [Y/n].” Koko confesses all their true feelings for you. This is the first time you’re hearing them. “We love you so much.”

“We love you.” They hug you in hopes you feel their genuineness.

“I love you guys too.” You reply, making their hearts feel warm.

“Let’s go back home, Waffles.” Mikey smiles softly, taking your gentle hand. You nod your head once and they escort you back to the van.

“Happy Anniversary, Waffles.” Haru kisses your cheek and hands you a small basket of mochi waffles, startling everyone else in the van. Your eyes light up in excitement, thanking him and kissing him happily.

“When the hell did you pick up some mochi waffles?” Rin’s eyes are practically bulging out.

“Like I said, it was my idea.” Bringing back to the conversation on the video.

“Oh, you want to go, Pinky Pill Popper?!” Rin is close to beating Haru’s ass. The van gets chaotic and once again Kakucho and Ran are trying to keep the peace in the car. While you, Mikey, and Koko share the mochi waffles. The pain you felt earlier is now gone. You only feel the love of your boyfriends warming your heart.

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eggtartz · 1 year

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Mikey x yn?!? Yn falls out of love with Mikey and Mikey was REAL heartbroken and he doesn't know why

a/n : listen anon i love that you see angst is a need and i agree totally with 100% thankyou for requesting tehee 🫶🏻

: angst no comfort, manga spoilers, mikey doesn't show that he's suffering nyehe

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you've changed. the younger sano just realized that. he just realized that when you've already broken up with him, saying that this is the best for you two. no one predicted that you two, the most inseparable duo in toman would break up. the other always see you two giggling with each other, going on daily dates. everyone thought you two were doing fine.

mikey thought your two were doing fine.

mikey was more than happy to spend his days with you, after fights spent with you instead with his members. mornings spent at your home instead of his home dojo. hanging out with you instead of with his family. was he not enough? was he the problem? he must be problem since he didn't noticed how you have stopped caring for him, way long ago right?

it was only then he realized that he has became a fool, blinded by love, deaf by desire. he only wished to become happy with you, not seeing that you weren't happy anymore.

"y/n! there's a new dorayaki store opened let's go and eat there"

"didn't you just ate manjiro?"

"there's always space for dessert!"

how he never noticed that you're face have become paler, the shine in your eyes now gone.

"y/n, let's go to this gang fight i think they're gonna be so fun!"

"well, okay mikey if you really want to"

how he never noticed you were never eating enough anymore, not enthusiast anymore. the fights didn't excited you, no matter how many people you have injured the guilt not fading away.

"mikey can we tal-?"

"wait here y/n we need to think about this black dragon stuff first. they're bugging me"

"oh yeah sure"

he never realized that you never talked to him the way you used to, your eyes full with love and clarity but now there's only hesitation and doubts. not until then he realized that you have fell out of love with him. and he never realized it.

"im sorry mikey, but i think this is for the best for both of us"

"but y/n at least let me know what's the reason?"

"i tried telling you manjiro but you never listened. you never noticed, why would i even bother telling you why?"

"i dont understand?"

"it's okay mikey, i'll be out from you life from now on. you won't be needing me anymore, not like you ever need me. goodbye manjiro. im sorry"

he was stupid wasn't he? how he is so blind?

"oi mikey, you told me you need the motorcycle fixed?" shinichiro asked the boy who was deep in thought, not noticing the tears streaming down his cheek. upon hearing his big brother's voice, he quickly snapped from his daydream and wiped his tears.

"are you crying mikey? what's wrong?" the older brother rushed to his side while kneeling beside him. "me crying? fix your eyes shin you might need glasses soon old man. oh yeah the motorcycle need fixing, it's might be the engine i don't know"

yeah, mikey was a fool. and he only realized that.

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bluerskiees · 1 year

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Hiii!! Can I request a Mikey x reader where Mikey just met the reader and got to know her and the reader is like Shinobu?

Where the reader always smiles and to the enemy she's like "So we can be friends!! Oh, So I can see, you receive the proper penalty and be reborn, I could gouge out your eyeballs or slash your stomach to rip our your organs☺️"

but she's actually such a nice person when she's not fighting enemies, and so what does he think of her? :)

OH MY GOSH ANON. YOU'RE SO BIG BRAIN FOR THIS.

BONTEN MIKEY WITH A CALM BUT FEROCIOUS BONTEN DOCTOR!READER

𓇼 You were a very friendly person who was always aloof and calm, no matter what the situation was.

And this trait of yours got the other bonten members question your ability in the gruesome world they were involved it.

It wasn't as if they didn't trust their boss's choice but they did try not to be their "usual self around you much. Like for instance, Sanzu stopped doing drugs around you, Ran and rindo the sadistic Brothers made sure to never go anywhere near you with blood stains on them and koko kept his mouth shut even though it was mostly only to not say something to you that he would regret later. And kakucho along with Mochi tries their best to keep these dorks in line whenever something that seem to go out of place. More than often being the infamous bonten trio, Haitani brother's vs Sanzu.

Sure they were dangerous criminals who kill people for a living but oh man— they weren't inconsiderate pricks who would traumatize their sweet, innocent teammate for the rest of their lives.

As a doctor, you always cared for them. Everytime they got involved in a fight, you were there, wide awake in the middle of the night treating their wounds, asking them if it's okay and if they're fine or if they need any mental or physical assistance even if it was tiniest of papercut. This made the members adore you and honestly, you were just a cute little fluffball for who they would do absolutely anything— until they realized maybe you weren't all how you seemed to be?

Mikey sent you out on a mission one day along with the bonten higher-ups. And sure enough, the members were arguing with their boss for doing this? They treated you as if you're a fragile glass, spoiling you with gifts, sweets, designer outfits, rare collections, you name it. Oh‐ would you believe me if I told you even Sanzu, yes the one and only sanzu "akashi" haruchiyo went out of his way to talk against mikey this time?

Sure you said you'd be able to handle this by yourself but did they trust you? Nope. Why, you ask? Because nothing about you was scary- well, nothing except the way you often greet others by saying "yoo-hoo" after suddenly showing up next to them, often startling others.

They were still not sure about u coming along with them, afterall they never wanted to take off the precious smile you wore in your face. Eyes glistening In the sunlight. Damn— they felt too guilty for this.

The members made sure to often look for you in the middle of the fights, making sure you were always safe and not out of reach for even a second. When the fight was just about to get over, they realized something— something that they dreaded, something they hoped that never happened. You were missing. They went into full on panic mode until they spotted you standing behind some partly abolished part of the building.

"Just because you haven't been beheaded don't think that you're safe from harm. There are people like me who use poison with their swordsmanship. I may be the only one among Bonten who is unable to torture people but creating a poison that's lethal to them: that's quite impressive don't you think? Oh! Pardon me I guess you can't hear me if you're dead. Silly me!"

They couldn't believe their eyes, sure theyre heard the saying that goes.."never trust what you hear until u see it happening right in front of you" but was it really the truth? The sweet, naive little girl killing people ? Sure they couldn't believe it, but oh man, they were so damn proud after seeing you unfold right before their eyes. Sure you were charming and alluring with that sweet smile on ur face, but even with that you looked so mysterious and they finally found the reason.

Needless to say, this only strengthened the bond with the guys as they started teaching you to fight, to use guns and many more gang stuffs.

Afterall they were dangerous criminals who kill people for a living and u were an angel— but the angel isn't always one too.

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