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badsweetangel · 1 month

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Jealousy (Tokyo revengers)

His reaction to your attacks of jealousy

Mikey x reader, Ran x reader, Rindou x reader, Sanzu x reader

Warnings: pure fluff, except in sanzu (are you surprised?)

Mikey

In general, he had great charisma, so it wouldn't be unusual for there to be girls in love with him. However, it's not like many people approached him because of his reputation. That gave you some peace of mind and security. But suddenly, you couldn't deal with those girls who approached him at times when he was bringing out his typical charisma.

You looked from afar, being too transparent. He would just smile and look at you suddenly. Once the conversation was over he approached you.

“You don't have to be jealous!” he scoffed and smirked.

“I wasn't jealous,” you denied, looking away.

He thought for a moment, making a playful face. And he looked completely different from the Mikey you saw when he fought. He put his hand on your cheek and you both felt each other's breath. You felt your heart beating quickly and suddenly, you were already lost in his eyes.

“There's no reason to worry,” he moved closer.

Once he kissed you, you forgot about everything else and only felt his hands touching your body. Yes, there was no reason to worry.

Ran

Completely seductive, yet he was still too distant for the others. He usually looked here and there, but nothing too serious. You just stared at him for too long when you saw his gaze drift away. He usually just laughed and it was much worse how his ego rose every time.

“I don’t want you to keep seeing those girls,” you demanded.

“As if they could outdo you,” he simply replied, smiling.

You looked at him, without any bit of sympathy. The sigh.

“My eyes are only for you, darling,” he said, placing a kiss on your forehead.

Something told you that he wasn't joking this time.

Rindou

Definitely the least accessible of all. Even for you. He was a good boyfriend, however, it was more about actions than words. You hadn't had any reason to be jealous, not even for a moment, but you had bad days too. The parties were too close together and there were always too many girls around, until one day you faced it.

“Are you serious?” he just looked strange.

You shrugged your shoulders, your anger only increasing as you saw his disbelief. He clearly couldn't tolerate you having that kind of distrust. He sighed and tried not to argue. It wasn't much of a word, he simply took you by the hand and went to where everyone was. That day he was too close in front of the others, who completely understood the message.

Sanzu

No, he was someone loyal. However, he liked to see you lose control. He would get too close to the girls in front of you and flirt. You ignored him the first few times, but he was already starting to get on your nerves. One day you just grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him into a wall. He had laughed, proudly. With one hand you grabbed his face, specifically his chin, your long manicured nails digging into his skin. He was clearly pleased with your little outburst. He just stopped it in an instant, when he pulled the gun out of him and put it to your neck. You didn't tremble for a moment, because he was clearly in that state of mind. You stopped touching him, waiting for him to decide what to do. He lowered the gun and smiled. Clearly he wouldn't change you, he could do whatever he wanted with you.

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kakujis · 1 year

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do you love me?;

synopsis: waking them up at 3am just to ask if they love u. pt 2 here. 3 4

warnings: clingy reader, pet names, slightly suggestive in yuzuha's, but besides that none really! no set timeline. gn!reader. not proofread!

feat: mikey, baji, yuzuha.

a/n: this is so cute in theory, but i would probably fight if this happened to me irl!! anyways, i was sad and wanted to write somethin' cute. also, my first time writing for my yuzuha n i lost my mind.. expect more of her in the future!

mikey:

“manjiro..” you whisper, poking softly at his sleeping face. you knew this was a dumb idea, but sometimes you really just needed to hear it, something that would set your heart at ease. something only mikey could say.

“mm.” is all you get, as you try to rustle him from sleep. he sleeps on his stomach, hair falling around his face like a curtain as his cheek presses against the pillow.

“maaanjiroo.” you try again, voice a little louder this time as you poke his cheek even harder, dragging out the call of his name, giggling as you note the give of his plush skin indenting where your finger marks. so cute and so soft.

“what?” mikey groans, shifting in his dream-like state so that he’s facing away from you, clearly annoyed. he pulls the blanket further over him as he does this, wanting to tune you out. he can’t help it, he’s sleepy.

but you persist, moving closer and wrapping your arms around his covered form, eliciting another noise from him, but this time not so irritated.

“i love you.” you murmur, resting your cheek on his shoulder and peering down at the tufts of blond hair peeking from beneath the fabric. “i love you sooo much, like i wanna explode when i look at you type of love.”

you wait a moment before you pull the blanket down slightly. is he really not gonna say it back? you pull him down, forcing him onto his back. you pout, when you make eye contact with him. drowsy, black eyes peer up into yours with a dust of red on the tops of his cheeks.

“do you love me, mikey?” you whisper, a little hurt he still hasn’t said it yet.

he nods, before he brings his hands up to cup your cheek. “yeah, i love you a lot.” he gives a languid smile and you beam.

“more than anything?” you ask, excitement tinting your voice, mood already brightened.

“yeah.” he yawns, head nodding as he answers your question.

“more than sleep?” you inquire with a tilt of your head that sets mikey’s heart racing.

“mhm.” he hums.

“even taiyaki?” you press, readying the list of his favorite things, other than you of course.

“mm, that one’s kind of a stretch.“ he quips, eyes filled with mirth, lips curling up into a bigger smile.

“hey..” you frown, but mikey continues, pulling you in and hugging you a little harder in his embrace.

“c’mon, let’s sleep. i’m sleepy.” he sighs, slinging his leg over you as he turns to spoon you, making sure you’ll sleep this time.

“okay,” you resign, settling into his warm embrace. it’s not often mikey’s the big spoon, so you try your best to not pester him more. whenever you are like this, it’s snug and comfortable, cozy and reassuring. you close your eyes to try and let sleep take you.

“…but by the way, my babu is really important-“

“mikey!”

baji:

baji had fallen asleep before you, mumbling something about how he’d tell you all about his day with toman tomorrow once he rested up.

but there was something itching in you, something annoying that wracked your brain and crept up on you during the early morning hours like this. you peered over at his sleeping form, one arm flung above his head while the other laid on his midriff. he was snoring pretty loudly and you could see his pearly fangs under the moonlight.

you couldn’t sleep, your insecurity gnawing at you from inside, so you turned to fully face him tapping on his side.

“kei.. wake up,” you mumbled, inching closer to his sleeping face.

unconsciously, the hand that was on his belly flings up to swat you away. there’s no power behind it and it is just an unconscious reaction, but it turns that insecurity into annoyance.

“…oi.” you hiss, but the sound of your voice has his hand flying up again. you scoff, before taking his pointer finger and biting down.

“what the fuck!” he yelps, amber eyes shot open at the pressure. at first he’s confused, but when he glances down he barks a laugh at you, your face contorted in anger as you nibble on him. “let go, dummy, i’m awake.”

he uses his free hand to flick at your forehead and you release. laying your head on his chest, you look up at him, feeling the rise and fall of his body and hearing the beat of his heart.

“so, whatcha want?” he asks, fully awake from your little love bite. baji’s eyes are always soft when he looks at you, like he’s staring at the whole world.

“do you love me?” you ask, pouting and blinking up at him with puppy dog eyes.

baji ponders for a second, before poking your cheek. “do birds fly?”

“seriously, kei!” you whine, shifting up and wrapping your arms around his neck. “do you love me?” you ask with such earnesty that something in baji’s chest blooms, and it blooms with such intensity he can’t help but cup the back of your head and bring you in for a kiss.

his lips on yours are soft and when he pulls away, the grip on your hair lessened, you realize the silliness of your insecurity. but baji wants to make sure you hear it too.

“i love you,” he grins, a finger touching the tip of your nose, “a little too much.”

you smile, little pin pricks of tears lining your eyes and baji groans.

“one minute you’re biting my hand off, the next you’re crying… you make no sense.” he grumbles, playing with your hair in one hand. you hum when he tugs, melting a bit into his embrace. “you good?”

you nod, laying your head back onto his chest, “‘m good.” you sigh as you settle back into place, eyes closing at the feeling of baji’s hand running through your hair. he always knows what relaxes you best, he always knows that each fleeting thought in your head is best subdued with his own affirmations. what a dumb thought to have, of course he loved you. “love you so much, kei.”

“i know.” he continues to play with your hair, fingers intertwining with your locks. he watches you with such warmth, you could say that he was the sun.

“by the way, they don’t all fly,” you smirk, trying to stifle a laugh, “so that question was a little lame.”

his hand pauses and even with your eyes shut, you can see his face contort in confusion. “huh?”

“penguins. kiwis. ostriches. emus. none of those fly.” you snicker, “google it.”

you feel him reach over for his phone on the nightstand. it only takes a few more moments for him to unlock his phone and look it up, but you can’t control your laugh when you hear him groan and say, “are you fuckin’ kidding me?!”

yuzuha:

you were always begging your girlfriend to watch a movie with you. every night without fail, she’d agree, rolling her eyes when you’d suggest a romcom for the nth night in a row. but you always thought yuzuha was so pretty when she laughed, the way her eyes crinkled and she’d look back at you as if to say “did that really just happen?” but there was also the way she'd seek your hand out in the more serious parts of the movie, squeezing wordless affirmations into your veins.

and your heart always skipped a thousand beats when she did. really, watching a movie with her was just an excuse to steal as many glances at her as you wanted as she was too distracted to notice. tonight was no different, the two of you giggling and cuddling away under the blanket.

near the end of the movie, yuzuha had fallen asleep on the other side of the couch, her long strawberry locks cascading over the side of her face as she slept. you sat there, in the dark, watching the end credits when a sudden wave of sadness hit.

it wasn’t the first time she’d fallen asleep on you, and you had fallen asleep on her a couple times as well, but you were still a little somber. you crawl over, wrapping your arms around her and she shifts in her sleep.

“mm?” she blinks with sleep laden eyes, a little upturned smile when she notices it’s you.

“yuzu..” you whisper, burying your face into her neck as her arms come around to hold you.

“what’s up, angel?” she mumbles into your hair, rubbing her cheek against it.

“do you love me?” you ask, still pressed against her neck. your breath fans across her skin and she giggles, telling you “that tickles!” but you huff again, not only from annoyance but because her giggle is like a birdsong.

“yuzuha..” you whine, as she continues to giggle, body trembling. you glance up at her both your faces tinted red, noses so close they’re almost touching, “do you love me?”

“more than you could ever know.” she proclaims and you swear her golden eyes are twinkling. “what about you? do you love me?” she asks, tilting her head a little.

“more than hakkai loves mitsuya… probably.” you tease and she scoffs, before closing the distance and pressing her lips against yours. the two of you continue to press kiss after kiss, even as the movie credits roll to an end and all the light that’s left is the slight illumination from the tv.

you don’t even hear the shuffling of feet across the floor, too immersed in the plushness of yuzuha’s lips against yours. it’s not until you hear a particularly disgusted groan that you pull away, looking up right up at hakkai, holding an empty glass and is slightly turned to face the hallway wall.

“if you’re gonna suck face, can’t you do it in your room sis?” hakkai asks, trying his best to not look at you.

“oops.” she says, blinking up at her brother, “sorry about that.”

you pull off of yuzuha, face heating up in embarrassment. “sorry hakkai,” you say sheepishly, before you feel the tug of your girlfriend’s hand on yours, pulling you up off the couch. she winks at you as you interlock hands, starting the trek back to her room.

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sleepysnk · 1 year

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a/n: i was feeling under the weather the past few days and i actually was able to get some inspo for some headcanons! i hope you all enjoy! 🫶🏻 also don’t ever get sick </3 it’s annoying as hell.

characters: manjiro (mikey) sano, ken (draken) ryuguji, baji keisuke, hanma shuji

warnings: fluff, reader is sick, sickness (nothing too bad just a cold), mentions of vomit, mentions of food, use of pet names (baby, my girl, princess, babydoll, doll, babe), very very fluffy content.

TAKING CARE OF YOU WHEN YOU’RE SICK.

manjiro (mikey) sano:

- oh boy, expect something a little odd from mikey of all people. he doesn’t really know how to take care of someone when they’re sick.

- you had woken up in the middle of the night shivering your ass off. it took you forever to fall back asleep, but when you woke up the next morning, you felt awful. you kept breaking out in cold sweats and your body just get terribly achy the whole time. you assumed you had caught something from someone at work, because many of your coworkers called out a few days prior because of illness.

- mikey decided to swing by when you didn’t show up at your usual meeting spot earlier in the day. he grew curious on your whereabouts, so he made his way to your place and found you swaddled in blankets and the most comfiest clothes you could find.

- completely dumbfounded. he honestly thought you were planning some kind of sleepover or something.

- “babe, why are you doing that? did you plan something without me?! your own boyfriend!”

- then when he noticed how uncomfortable you looked, he picked up on the fact that you were clearly unwell. there were tissues scattered along your bedside table and your skin looked a bit lighter than it usually would. you also seemed fairly exhausted and it made your boyfriend worried.

- you tried telling him to leave because you didn’t want him to catch whatever you had, but he refused. he told you time and time again that you were his girlfriend and it was his job to take care of you.

- mikey decided to go out and find you whatever you needed (with the help of draken of course). he found whatever he could to possibly make a person feel better. soup, medicine, gatorade for the electrolytes, etc! he also had to buy himself a dorayaki on the way, but otherwise he managed to find some pretty nice things for you to feel at ease.

- he actually makes a nice bowl of soup for you to enjoy. mikey also makes sure to lend you one of his sweaters so you don’t get cold at night. it’s super adorable and he honestly gets so worried 😭. he makes you call him every night before bed so he can make sure you haven’t somehow passed away or something.

- you guys can’t kiss, but he makes sure to give you a nice forehead smooch every time he swings by your place.

- he is so salty he can’t makeout with you :/.

- when you start to feel somewhat better, he comes over and watches movies with you. you find that his presence helps you sleep a little better. he probably rubs your head and let’s you lay on him so you can get a nice rest. it’s so cute and he sometimes whispers nice things in your ear so you can feel more relaxed. he’s such a sweet boy <3.

- he’s a sweetheart, don’t ever lose this man.

draken (ken) ryuguji:

- he’s such a good boyfriend. i can’t help but say this every time i talk about this goddamn man. i think you can expect the best from draken of all people.

- you had gotten home from work and you were honestly exhausted. you thought you needed a nap or something, but that wasn’t the case. you woke up the next morning with the worst headache ever, and your throat felt like it was sandpaper every time you swallowed. draken noticed your change in behavior immediately, and was very concerned by it.

- draken instantly went into protective boyfriend mode. he made sure that you were keeping yourself hydrated and getting lots of rest, because he didn’t want something bad happening to you. you were his baby. he worried for you more than anything else.

- i hc this man knows how to cook a good meal for you. he definitely went to the grocery store and picked up some stuff for you. he’d make a really nice soup that’d make you feel all warm and fuzzy. it’s all you really feel like eating during the time you’re unwell, so expect lots of soups and other things of the sort. other foods taste horrendous and you can hardly stand them.

- he’s like a total caregiver. he checks on you every chance he gets and always makes sure you’re doing okay. draken constantly reminds you to take your medicine and eat and drink properly. even if you hate it, he’s always making sure you’re okay. he could never lose you.

- “hey baby, how’s my girl doing today? you take your medicine? make sure you finish up your soup. i’ll bring you extra water too.”

- he LOVES to take showers with you. he knows you two shouldn’t be that close, but he also wants you soothe your worries. i feel like he’d be the type to give you massages and help clean your body. he wishes he could kiss you, but he knows that he’ll fall ill. he doesn’t want to burden you with that, so he makes sure to hug you from behind or kiss the top of your head.

- hoodies. hoodies. hoodies. he will give you all of them so you feel warm at night. don’t worry, he’ll also make sure to cuddle you if you have a chill from a fever. he knows how hard it can be to deal with one, so he’ll be by your side for all of it!!

- he so puts the blankets in the dryer so they’re nice and warm for you!

- HE SO WANTS A KISS.

- “no, no kisses.” “aw! come on :(“

- when you start feeling better, he is so relieved to see you back on your feet. you can finally eat regular foods and he’s honestly so glad that you’re back to your usual self. he’d honestly probably cook you something, like a favorite dish. you’d thank this man for everything because he was truly a savior while you were sick in bed.

- however.. he does feel a scratch in his throat later on.

baji keisuke:

- say what you want, but this man is kind of dense. i’m not saying he’s dumb or anything like that all the time, but he can be clueless.

- you woke up the previous night feeling horribly nauseated. your stomach was in knots and you actually ended up catching some kind of stomach bug. you also threw up in the bathroom and it was horrible. you weren’t sure how you had gotten sick, or where you could have gotten the bug, but it was hell. you could hardly fall asleep that night from the stomach pains you felt.

- baji knew something was off the next day when you didn’t come swing by his house like you usually did. he grew really worried so he took a trip and found you in your bed, curled up in a ball looking not so great.

- he honestly thought you were pranking him or something. you had done it before.

- “hey, get up. i know you’re messing around with me right now.”

- after sort of yelling at him, he quickly realized you weren’t joking. he could see how sick you looked and he felt guilty for not believing you. you explained that you hadn’t felt great and you were throwing up your guts the entire night. he wondered if it was because you had eaten at a new restaurant just a few days prior. however, that shouldn’t have been the main focus. he wanted to be a good guy and take care of you because he felt horrible seeing you that way.

- he went to the store and bought you things that could soothe your stomach. his mom had informed him that it’s best to eat soft foods when suffering with a stomach virus, so he bought you some soup and make sure to give you extra water.

- he’s the type to rub your tummy if it feels upset or tight. he knows how bad those stomach aches can be, so he’d make sure to massage you nice and well. also, if you do end up throwing up again, he will hold your hair back and clean up any messes you might make. he’s gonna deal with it all, and he doesn’t care about anything but your well being.

- “baby, drink your water. don’t forget to! i don’t want you feeling worse!”

- total worrywart. he hates to admit it but seeing you in such a state makes him feel so bad 😭. he knows he shouldn’t feel bad, but he just can’t help it. you’re his girlfriend and you mean the world to him. he wouldn’t want something bad to happen to you because he wasn’t there to properly take care of you. that’s why he’s sticking by your side as much as possible.

- he probably would lay with you in bed while you tried to take a nap. he’d be running his fingers along your skin and trying his best to soothe any pain you might have. it’s super cute and he sweet talks you the entire time to make sure you feel relaxed.

- eventually, the bug passes and you feel a lot better within the coming days. poor guy was so fucking worried but you managed to pull through it without any issues. baji probably reminds himself to never let you eat at that restaurant again 😭 and he also makes a note to never go there either.

- better thank him, because you’ll get lots of cuddles and kisses in return ;).

hanma shuji:

- hanma is a very busy man. he has shit to do and things to take care of, like you, but he was completely blindsided when you started to feel sick.

- you were a shivering mess the previous night when you were trying to fall asleep. you just couldn’t get warm and hanma woke up to you shaking like a leaf next to him. he assumed that maybe the heater had turned off or something, but when he awoke the next morning and heard you coughing up a lung, he knew something wasn’t okay with you. it was really worrying for the man.

- “hey, i’m taking you to the doctor, doll. put on something warm.”

- the doctor eventually revealed that you had the flu. your temperature was fairly high and he prescribed some medications for you. hanma was relieved to know that it wasn’t anything too bad, but he wanted to be a good boyfriend and care for you. he hated seeing his princess all sick and exhausted in bed, so he figured he’d help you with it all.

- such. a. fucking. king. he’d take a few days off of work and tell anyone who protests to go fuck themselves.

- hanma would definitely make sure you’re comfortable at home. he buys you plenty of tissues, ibuprofen, etc! he also lets you wear his clothes because he knows you’ll be more comfortable that way. he cooks you some nice food as well, and he even serves you tea for your sore throat. it’s all really sweet, so expect the real princess treatment if you’re not feeling good.

- he also doesn’t care if you get him sick. he’ll cuddle with you, kiss your head, hold you, everything. he’s like a damn furnace and his body heat honestly helps with the chill that comes with a fever.

- “just come here, babydoll. it’s just a little cold or whatever.. could care less about myself.”

- he makes sure you nap often. sleep is honestly some of the best medicine a human being could have, so he lets you fall asleep in his arms a lot. it usually happens after you’ve eaten some soup or watched a movie with him after a really long day. hanma will always make sure you’re well rested and taking care of yourself. it doesn’t matter how far he may be or what the risks might be.

- has probably teased you a few times for being sick 😭. he’d poke fun at you by cleaning up your tissues and making a gross face whenever he sees the snots all over them. you know he’s joking but you can’t help but throw a damn pillow at his head.

- when he does go back to work, he makes sure to call you and check in as many times as he can. he reminds you to take your medicine and that he’ll be home as soon as possible to take care of you. it doesn’t matter how much you reassure him, he will blow up your damn phone to make sure you’re not dead or anything. it’s super cute though. he always knows what to say to make you feel much better.

- once you do get better, he’s very relieved. your fever broke and you were feeling much happier within the coming days. hanma gave you all the kisses and lovings he could possibly give out. it’s super cute.

- he’s such a sweetheart ugh 🥲.

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firstdivisiongirl · 8 days

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Hey

could I please have Mikeys reaction to an S/O who breaks from his line of sight in a fight, thank you again if you can do so and your writing is the best!!

Hi bestie! I sort of based this off of your one OC, but made it the reader. So the reader if female. I hope that is okay. Please enjoy!

Mikey x Fem Reader: That's My Girl! Why Did I Even Worry?

Mikey liked being able to see you. Not because he didn’t trust you. The reason was because he was afraid of you getting hurt. His biggest fear was the ones he loved getting hurt because of him. And you were the one he was scared of getting hurt the most, even though you could handle yourself. You weren’t weak, you were an amazing fighter. One of the best in Tokyo. He was just really protective.

Toman had gotten into a fight with a rival gang that had been bad mouthing them for weeks. Of course, you were at the front lines with him. As the fight went on, it was chaos. People were everywhere. Screams and grunts were the only noises anyone could hear. Mikey looked over to see how you were doing, but he couldn’t find you. He felt a little panicked.

What if something bad happened?

What if you were hurt or worse?

He was able to defeat the guy he was fighting easily. Then he ran through the battlefield to find you. He couldn’t find you. It was like you disappeared. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice. It was you! He turned around and saw you punching a guy unconscious, even knocking a few teeth out in the process. He breathed a sigh of relief. That’s my girl, he thought, why did I even worry?

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

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foern · 8 months

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Obsessive

What kind of obsessive the TR boys are

Ft. Hanma, Mikey, Mitsuya, & Ran

Word Count: 600

A/N: Just had an idea from a real life situation that just happened to me. Not proof read (I will go back later and edit some).

[ Hanma ]

He’s the type of obsessive where he always needs to be touching you and with you/know where you are

He always needs to be touching you, but not in a sexual way

More like a possessive way

And mixed with his possessiveness, this mf is clingy af

His arm is either around your shoulders, on your thigh, or resting on your lower back

If you are laying down, this man is fully lying on top of you

Need to pee? Good luck cause he isn’t moving

Also, he needs to know where you are 24/7

Even if you are just running to the gas station for a snack, you better let him know

Part of the reason is because he knows you could be put in danger because of his life style

But in reality, he’s just obsessive

If you don’t tell him, expect your phone to blow up

Most of the time though, if you are going somewhere he’ll just tag along as well, just in case

[ Mikey ]

He’s the same type of obsessive as Hanma, just toned back a bit

This mf is clingy af, more so than Hanma but equally as annoying

It could be hand holding, locking pinkies, or simply laying on top of you, it just brings him comfort to have you close

He is with you 24/7 (other than Toman stuff or hanging out with Draken)

He can and will drop anything for you

He was about to go hang out with his friends? Oh sorry, my girlfriend just called, I got to go

Will 100% expect you to do the same for him though

When you two are hanging out, it is most likely in the comfort of one of your homes

On the rare occasion you aren’t, he is extremely jealous over everything

If a guy approaches you, or even looks at you, he is giving him death stares

He wouldn’t actually confront someone unless they are making you uncomfortable, but he sometimes wishes he would

After the person goes away, expect him to be 1000 times clingier than before if that is even possible

[ Mitsuya ]

Obsessive over your looks

If you dress yourself he will make you do an outfit check

But most of the time he is the one dressing you he just thinks you have bad style tbh

Not clingy like the rest on the list

But he will constantly be staring at you

You could be doing the most mundane thing, and then look over and see this boy staring at you with heart eyes

Not in a creepy way though, just admiring what's his

He would also be the type to keep his hand on the small of your back or your thigh

[ Ran ]

Obsessive over everything you do or say, and jealous

Another one where if a guy even so much as looked at you, he would get jealous

Needs you around him 24/7

He brings you everywhere with him, even if you don’t want to kidnapping

Also obsesses over your looks

Will stare at you

But unlike Mitsuya you can’t really tell if it’s a good stare or a bad stare

Would like to keep his hand on the small of your back like Mitsuya as well (just enough to show you your his)

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yanderederee · 2 months

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I’mHere

cw: yan!themes/mentions of murder/attempted murder/angst/little comfort at end (lowkey yan!reader? oops)

a/n: I’ve had an idea to write this for a long long time now, and only now felt the motivation to do so. Sorry I can’t help having a savior complex~

—-*depicts PreManila!Mikey

Part1 … Part2 … Part3 … Part4 … Now~

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How long had it been since Mikey went missing, now? How many years had it been since he broke your heart, with that dark and empty look? Your Manjiro… what happened to make him look at you with those dead eyes?

All these years later, you still hadn’t found the answers to any of these questions. Even when you tried to escape the mystery of his leaving, the guilt of not knowing ate away at you. Sure, Mikey had his own issues he had to work out. He was severely messed up over the continuous misfortunes that littered his life. But you always hoped he would keep you by his side to help him find the peace he deserved.

After his disappearance, Toman did their best to look after you. Having been one of Mikey’s support systems, they respected all the effort you put into coddling him. Draken especially. Over the years, they would maintain contact with you, but never had any information to comfort your plagued conscience.

Recently, however…. Obituaries of your once friends were popping up left and right.

Murdered.

Your head spun when Draken’s funeral invitation sat in your shaking hands. Draken? Of all people, he was the strongest person you knew. Dead? Just like Mitsuya, Hakkai, Sanzu—everyone. Was there anyone left to cry to? Takemichi briefly occupied your thoughts, he was still alive, right? But he’d been out of contact for so long, would he even recognize you?

All the death and disappointment of the rotting world had taken its own toll on your mental state. All these years, it was still hard to find stable work. All your money was spend to surviving, your head just barely above water. No matter how hard you tried doing better, nothing ever got better. Not since Mikey left.

The night of Draken’s closed casket funeral came to pass, and all that remained was your sobbing self, having just made it back to your quiet home. Everything became more real all over again. Every single time you attended your old friend’s funerals, something inside you felt like it died all over again.

It wasn’t worth dragging yourself to bed. Wasn’t worth changing out of the same black dress you’ve worn so many times now. You may as well be buried in it. You were surely to be next; right? No one knew who the murderer was, but given the grudge on Toman, you had to be somewhere on the list; right?

You didn’t even care, at this point. Let them come. There wasn’t anything left to keep you connected to this damned existence anyway. Not since that day. Not without your Manjiro.

In the middle of the night, your sleep was once again interrupted with another nightmare. This was normal.

What wasn’t normal was this weird ominous feeling. Like something was watching you. Maybe it was because your window blinds were wide open. Maybe it was because of your bad habit to leaving your front door unlocked. Regardless, that fear quickly dissipated.

You had no tears left to cry, and felt numb to the events that plagued your thoughts at every waking hour. If something bad were to happen, perhaps you would welcome it.

“How pitiful…” you croaked out a humorless laugh. That was right. You didn’t care if something happened to you. Not anymore.

“You’re awake…” spoke a familiar voice. Despite your previous claim of fearing nothing, you broke out into a cold sweat at the sudden sound. There was someone in your apartment. Staring at you. It was instinctual to look around for who.

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

Having heard him the second time much closer now, your head snapped to the side, about ten feet away was a man. He was shorter, with long black hair and dark dress attire. The room was dark, so even while he was hard to make out, your eyes zoned in directly to the intruder’s eyes.

Your own eyes welled with tears. You knew that empty gaze anywhere. It was him, finally.

“Manjiro…” you whispered affectionately. There was no mistaking him. Weak in the knees, you still attempted to meet him in standing. What do you even say? Should you be mad, he broke in, right? You should be angry about the way he left you—everyone, without reason. Yet the only thing you felt was gratitude.

“I missed you.” You admitted. There was nothing left for you to lose, not even pride.

Mikey’s expression flinched, but only for a moment. He was always weak to your crying. His lips gaped for a second, but slipped back into a thin line. He held back words you so desperately wanted to hear.

“Never kicked that bad habit of yours, I see.”

He was talking about your unlocked door.

“You were never good at picking locks, how else would you get in?”

“Were you expecting me?”

“Hoping more than expecting.”

“You should value your life more, you know.”

“So I am next, aren’t I?”

He was once again at a loss of words. You were right, but he expected you to at least scream at him for leaving the way he did, wail about why he would commit the atrocity of murdering everyone he cared about, beg him to spare you. Anything.

Mikey stepped closer, til you were within reach. He drew out to touch your cheek, expecting you to recoil and dodge. Yet when his cold skin met with your tear stained cheeks, you all but nuzzled into his hand.

“Were you lonely?” You asked, even though you knew the answer. He had lost himself to that same loneliness a long time ago.

“I’m sorry,” you gently laid a hand over the back of his own, warming him with what little heat you had. “I should have ran after you that day. I shouldn’t have let you go so easily. I’m sorry.” You apologized again, a mournful expression taking over as your tears fell in doubles.

“I didn’t give you a choice.” He answered, slowly bringing up his other hand to lightly caress the soft skin on your neck. With one hand, he tightened his grip around your neck. “You never had a choice.”

While it became more difficult to breathe, it wasn’t impossible. He definitely had the strength to do so physically. Yet you two stood in longing eye contact.

“I’ve been as good as dead for a long time now,” you offered him a weak smile, once again leaning into his hand. “My life has been yours, ever since we first met. Do with it as you will.”

“I’m just so happy I finally get to see you again…” you desperately wished to throw your arms around him, breathe in his scent and give him all the warmth you had to offer. But the grasp on your neck kept you in place.

“Why…” Manjiro couldn’t understand. “Why don’t you feel any resentment towards me? I was the one who ruined everything back then. Even to this day, I’ve killed so many friends. Even if you hold no value for your own life, you cared about them, right? Or did they mean nothing to you?” His grip tightened, causing you to choke.

Dare you explain yourself? He was about to give you the closure you craved, either way.

“Revenge was always your thing, not mine. I’ve no use for it. Not when the only thing that now matters to me is already right in front of me…”

Mikey narrowed his gaze. “You really should value your life more.” He graveled with another squeeze, cutting off your air flow.

You didn’t struggle. “My life… is yours…” you repeated, smiling past the tears running down your face.

It made his stomach twist. Was it disgust? No, guilt. After everything, you were just equally as broken. Lonely, with no one to turn to. Just like him.

He imagined you, back in middle school. With all your passion and laughter. He remembered your embrace, the tears you shed were always on his behalf. Your selfless acts of service.

His hand around your throat squeezed even tighter, bruising the soft skin underneath, before ultimately letting you go completely.

“Mine… you say…” Manjiro sighed, hanging his head. He couldn’t do it. He thought he’d killed all the emotions he had. Thought he could leave it all behind and wipe the slate clean. But he couldn’t. Not when his heart still yearned for something. You— always you. Only you, now…

“Yours,” you affirmed hoarsely, cradling his head against your shoulder tenderly. Your beating heart sped up, so eager to have him close.

Despite all his sins, you were elated to still have him. Your Manjiro.

Again at a loss of words, Mikey sighed, allowing himself to be held. He fell slack against your arms, and loosely wrapped his arms around your waist. “I still have you…” he affirmed himself, like hope still existed.

You nodded, and eased him in further. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders tightly, combing your fingers up the nape of his neck and gently scratching his scalp. Your other hand smoothed over his back up and down.

He was real. In your arms at last.

“I’m here.”

And he believed it. He didn’t care if you were lying or manipulating him. Having been ready to end it all himself, with nothing else to live for, and neither did you.

Just two lonely souls seeking each other. This was enough. Even if he couldn’t end it tonight, he could in the future. Even if he had nothing else left to keep him attached to this rotting world, he still craved your embrace. If only for that one thing, he wanted to be alive.

To hold you; and to be held by you.

Even if nothing else mattered, you were there. And that was enough, if only for tonight.

And so, Mikey closed his eyes, and finally found the peace he’d long been searching for. If only for tonight, he slept in comfort and content. And when he woke, you would still be there, your life forfeit, and his to claim.

Life had meaning again.

Even if that meaning was just each other.

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milkyboiiiii · 9 months

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Mikey and his daughter not only look the same (blond hair/black eyes) but they also share the same braincell

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(Fluff!!, Mikey x reader, You and mikey have a baby and are married)

This was so cute 🥺💖

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Your daughter was an exact clone of Mikey! Her hair was golden blonde, and her eyes were as dark as obsidian, all traits from her father. It wasn't just about looks, your daughter has the same bratty personality as your husband.

As you opened the door to your shared home, you felt a pillow hit your face. "Oops, sorry sweetheart! I was trying to get the little one next to you!" Mikey giggled. Looking down you see your daughter -Mina- trying to hide behind you holding onto the pillow previously thrown at you. Picking her up in your arms you ask her "What's going on littles? Is daddy being a meanie again"

"Am not"

"Yes, you are daddy! You ate the last dorayaki!!" your daughter says with a slight pout.

"So? Your Mama got them for me! Besides, you threw a pillow at me and knocked it out of my mouth!"

You try and hold in your laughter as you watch your husband and daughter banter back and forth. "So you two had a pillow fight? Over a dorayaki?"

Both Mikey and Mina in perfect unison replied "Yes!".

You couldn't hold in your laugh anymore. "What's so funny?" Mikey looked at you with a puzzled, and slightly upset expression.

"She's so much like you Manjiro" Smiling softly as the words leave your lips, leaning in and gently kissing Mikey's cheek. "How about I buy you both some new dorayaki?"

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izanazqueen · 9 months

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bonten manjiro x fem reader

warnings: smut. cursing. physical stuff. finishing inside. fluff. angst. timeskip - bonten mikey.

an: after finally forever i am finished w the bonten mikey fic that was request from way back and now it is here in existence - hope you enjoy / are pleased with it love! 💙

bonten mikey never took it easy on your body. especially after not seeing you. tonight was possibly the worst of all. after accidentally and absent-minded you forgot to turn on your ringtone when he tried calling you suddenly after one of his bonten discussions to check in on you. bad mistake. he had busted through your front entrance with beyond intense rage when you flew out the shower -quickly covering yourself with a white linen fast when you darted through the door to see him standing in front of you in what almost resembled madman. ' manjiro- w ..wha - ' he cut you off instantly with his sweaty rough palm against your trembling face in fear unknowing of what would happen. 'what.. the fck !.. - is wrong with you?! ' he screamed as he slammed his free hand balled furiously against the wall adjacent to your body making you boil in panic. 'manjiro. please. calm down, it is ok .. - ' speaking quitely to him you tried to attempt to cradle his shaking cheeks in your hands. you knew what this was. he was scared. manjiro acted usually so calm and composed but there were few moments when you witnessed his complete and total breakdowns - his times where he just let out everything and let the anxiety win strongly against his full will. you knew damn well he was in a panic over you and couldn't be angry for his actions in that moment even if would mean having to plaster the wall the next morning. 'babe- its alright. i'm here.. i did not mean - to not to answer your calls ..i just was in the shower- nn ! -' before you knew it he was kissing your lips with love filled hypnotic passion. you were here. nothing could go wrong - not with him around. he hated leaving you sometimes even for multiple days on end when he'd have to leave the country for bonten work and other such things and the thought alone sickened his stomach. sure - he always had sanzu always posted outside your apt whenever he was out if town, much to his pink haired partners dismay- there was never a moment that he wasn't thinking about what could be going wrong whenever he stepped foot away from your presence and -at least in this moment .. right now there was not a damn thing that could take him away - from being with you -

manjiro fucking your body like like he's possessed. i mean - he is insane. he forced your hands back pinning them above your head obviously avoiding your whines and whimpers for him and pushing himself in your wet cunt before any words could form in your mind he went feral when heard you moaning from him ' unh .. babee-! 'making his way much further inside you than he should be doing making you cry out his name loudly. ' fck- me manjiro - ah! .' nothing would hold this man from bringing the devil out when he was forcing his cock over and over again until the warmth of that place he needed took over and stole him from reality. it was an abyss one you only could deliver him into - manjiro wanted it all. making you only his was the best decision he could have had ever made in his life. grabbing onto your waist he placed his mouth over your neck biting down almost as if he was in need of your sweet nectare pushing himself further into his abyss making you cum so dmn fast you swore it was the first time. ' - babe! - ah ! ' swelling around him your vagina drenched his belly and was dripping all down your own legs from whatever magic he was working your pussy into and you pleaded with him so hard not to stop - 'babyy ..! ah! .. manjiro! - ' mikey cut you off with his tender lips in a sharp embrace to your moaning mouth. 'nnngh .. unh-nghh ..' you heard him groan wildly as he began fucking you harder and harder sighing into you with his sexy voice - all the way pressed in your hair from how close he was about to orgasm and the motions rocking the bed of how he was pleasuring himself with you with such force and strength from his biceps and toned build so chaoticly when you felt yourself starting to cum all over again before the feeling of the wood snapping beneath you giving out completely with the mattress folded in half against the floor as he went on relentlessly aggressively pounding his hard cock in you in a murderous fixation, thrashing your throbbing cumming core with such fine work you did not give no cares .. at all. 'manjiro- .. ah!- fck .. yess! - ' your voice sounded so beautiful and pleasing to him and he could not stand to pull himself out when in some dream like state he gave out to your serene voice against him like a melody to his body. the sweat from your panting chest against his skin mixing into his felt like a drug and he grabbed your chin into a hungry lip lock- manjiro needed you. every last part of you. your body. your lips. your voice. your smile. your comfort. your embrace. you were his life - the perfect person for him that he could have imagined in a partner and to his surpise you offered it happily he had thought to a piece of shit like him - without question. he had to do better for you. for your future. and maybe even his own.

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luxthestrange · 6 months

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TOKREV Incorrect quotes#24 His favorite seat

In a Toman Meeting

Mikey: If only there were somewhere I could sit...

Y/n*points at an empty chair*

Mikey*kicks the chair over* I wonder where I could sit...

Y/n*sighs and motions toward lap*

Mikey*sits on your lap* I knew you’d catch on!~

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otomestatus · 4 months

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know it's for the better; manjiro s. / reader

an: wanted to write an original work on this blog and this has been consuming my little thoughts!

Your eyes flutter open, welcoming the light from the afternoon sun. Your cheek was rested upon the flat surface of your desk as your arms encircled the circumference of your head. Blinking once, twice, your vision was met with a mop of soft blonde hair also laying on your desk. The owner of said hair had his face hidden in his arms, his body rising and falling gently with each shallow breath. The classroom around you was painted in a reddish glow as the sun began its descent in the horizon. Birds chirped, leaves rustled out the window, and you felt at peace. Slowly you rose in your seat, your finger gently reaching out to poke the top of his head.

“Hey, Mikey…” You speak barely above a whisper, your tone light and feathery. He shifted and hesitated to poke his head up to meet your gaze. He stares at you with this groggily look in his eyes.

“Whaaat…?” Mikey groans, his hands coming up to rub the sleep from his eyes. There is a dull ache in the hollow of your chest as a full view of his face enters your sight. He’s tired and no doubt going to complain about being hungry, but you’re losing yourself in your own thoughts. It’s the way his blonde hair frames his face and how his dark lashes flutter each time he blinks. You had always known the truth. Ever since you were kids you had always known and will always continue to know. It was an irrefutable fact that you were unequivocally, undeniably in love with Manjiro Sano. So as you sit here and admire the way the afternoon sunset blankets his face in its warm glow, you can feel your heart stutter. You hesitate with your next words, but you know the day must come to its end.

“We should head home…” It’s a murmur, but it’s loud enough for Mikey to hear. You don’t know when you’d become so shy.

Mikey hums, propping his elbows up on your desk and cradling his head in the palm of his hands. He looks unconvinced and a small part of you had been hoping it meant he wanted to spend a little longer with you. To sit in the comfort of each other’s presence and talk idly about anything and everything in between. You are holding your breath, waiting for him to speak.

“I don’t have anything to do until later so I’m fine.” He grins, wide and warm, and your cheeks dust a gentle pink color. There’s something in his smile, something so bright. Yet, something so distant like a far off memory from a moment lost to time. You want to cup your hands around his cheeks and hold him there. No rhyme or reason, you just want to bask in that smile for as long as possible. You adore it more than could be described with mere words. The ache prodding in your sternum is a testament to all the ways you have loved him so. All the way you will continue to love him. And, perhaps, that is the problem.

“You okay? You’re just staring.” There’s a slight tilt to his head as he stares at you, curiosity brimming in his dark eyes. You flinch.

“Oh… Yeah, just…” You hesitate before continuing, “You’re pretty.”

You don’t know what compelled you to say it. And maybe you’ll never know either. However, Mikey’s surprise quickly dissipates and invites a wide, toothy grin in its wake. You expected him to laugh or make fun of you for such a compliment, but his expression is anything but displeased. He chuckles, “Haven’t heard that one before.”

There’s something familiar in the way he says that. Your mouth opens slightly then shuts again. Your head turns slightly to look out the window. The sky is void of clouds and there’s a distant sound of children playing. It’s all so familiar, all so tender. His voice brings you back to him.

“You get it, don’t you?” He asks, his smile never wavering. You don’t understand or you do, but you don’t want to. It’s easier to pretend. However, he’s staring at you, eyes knowing yet their emotion is completely unreadable. A child screams and laughs in the neighborhood across the street. A breeze dances through the open classroom window. You understand.

“I saw it on Takemichi’s face.” You shift, sitting straight up, your own expression blank. Across from you he leans back in his own chair. His eyes appear gentle as if they’ve fully reached acceptance. You hadn’t, though.

Mikey laughs, “Yeah, that’s Takemitchy! Always showing exactly how he feels.”

He isn’t fazed when you don’t laugh, or frown, or even chastise him for finding humor in it. No, he knows you like the flowers know spring and the animals know winter. He knows you like how the stars know the moon. There is not an inch of your personhood Mikey does not know. You want to feel vindicated, but you don’t. That surprises you. The sun hasn’t moved an inch. The sky is still vibrant hues of orange and red and the cicadas play their tune.

“Manjiro…” You begin.

Mikey grins, “I always liked when you called me that.”

“Huh?”

“Manjiro. I always liked when you called me Manjiro.” He’s looking at you longingly and you’re looking at him with such a sadness that threatens to swallow you whole.

You exhale softly, “I’ve always liked you.”

“Liked?” He hums. You don’t tense. There’s no reason to.

“Loved.” You admit, “I do. Still.”

He seems to ponder this. Silence fills the air and this classroom feels almost suffocating. His head lulls back, his dark eyes staring up at the ceiling tiles. You rest your left hand on your desk and pinch your index and thumb together-- the nail of your index scratching lightly at the side of your thumb to nervously pick the skin. That ache in your chest is amplified by the wave of nostalgia crashing into you.

“I really wanted to hear that before I go.” Mikey’s tone is laced with despondency. There’s a lump in your throat and you can’t swallow it, you can’t get rid of it. Just like how you couldn’t get rid of the love you held for him all these years. Maybe even for the rest of your life. Your bottom lip quivers, but you force a sharp inhale to maintain your composure. The cicadas are quiet, the children are gone, and the leaves of the trees aren’t rustling in the wind. There is just an eerie quiet and your own grief blossoming along your ribcage.

“So you’re leaving?” It’s a question that you don’t want to know the answer to, but you ask it anyway. Mikey lifts his head up to meet your eyes. They are your favorite sight.

“Yeah, I’m leaving.” And it sounds so final, so permanent because it is. You gasp and your eyes prickle with tears you were desperate to hold at bay. That was a fool’s goal after all.

“Do you love me?” Again, a question, but this time it’s important you know. You need to know.

Mikey’s eyes fell to the desk in front of him, “How could I not?”

You’re stifling a sob and he’s staring at you with a tenderness you want to slap off his face. Deep down you knew it. The moment Takemichi came by your apartment after arriving back from the Philippines, the moment he locked eyes with you and sputtered out a desperate apology. Twelve years and you were bleeding out from all the love and grief you tried to keep inside. Twelve years of wondering where he was, what he was doing, and why he was destroying every piece of a past you longed to go back to.

“I don’t want this to be a dream…” You choked out between sobs, hiding your face in your hands so he cannot see the tears you shed for him, “Manjiro, I don’t understand…!”

There’s the sound of fabric shifting and the chair scraping against the floor before his hand connects with your head, fingers combing slightly in your hair. It makes you cry harder. It would be easier for him to rip your heart out, but he’s kind and he’s gentle. He’s your Manjiro.

“Know it’s for the better.” He leans down and whispers these words into your ear. Before you can even respond, your body jolts awake and alone in a twin sized bed you had grown to hate. The rain outside your window beats down against the glass. Your alarm clock reads 2:31 AM. In this tiny apartment you begrudgingly call you, you are inconsolable. You are a weak heart. So you turn and shove your face into your pillow, screaming into the soft plushness of it with all the pain you’ve bottled up in these twelve years. For the first time in all those years, however, you finally feel as if you can breathe.

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katsune-nya · 1 year

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Y/N: I fell-

Mikey: From heaven?

Y/N: No, I literally fell-

Mikey: In love with me the moment you saw me?

Y/N: MY ARM IS BROKEN!

Mikey: Okay, but do you think I'm hot? Be honest.

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ohmykiyo · 10 months

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🪦 title ; trying to do their hair + tr boys genre ; fluff warnings ; lower case intended characters ; mikey, draken, baji, chifuyu, shinichiro 🗝️ jeilly's notes ; i was imagining a pouty baji while i do his hair and i cannot rn. reqs are open!

MIKEY nudges you with a comb with his other arm is extended outwards as he shows you the hair ties around his wrists.

"whaddya want, baby?" you ask, eyes leaving your phone.

he glares at your dismissive tone.

your eyebrows raise in confusion, still awaiting his reply.

"my hair." he grunts.

your facial expression is still one of a confused person, so you ask again. "what about it?"

he's groaning internally at this point, annoyed that you don't get the hint. "my hair, dumbass. do my hair."

"no need to be so rude." you mumble, sitting him between your legs as you begin to part his hair.

he sighs, laying onto your leg as your fingers thread through his soft blonde hair.

you giggle, "'m gonna put y're hair in pigtails."

his head immediately spins to face you, a scowl painted on his face.

you smile, pinching his cheek.

"y/n stopppp.." he complains, smooshing his cheek against your knee.

you roll your eyes, going back to combing through his soft locks. he doesn't know it yet, but you're still putting silly pigtails on his hair.

and he doesn't seem too inclined to complain as he immediately dozed off, head resting on her inner thigh as she ties rubberbands around a handful of hair she tugs gently on.

let's just say all of toman took several pictures of their gang leader, who looked more like a pretty princess rather than the "invincible mikey".

DRAKEN lays gently between your legs, eyes looking up at you sweetly.

you grin, hands instinctively coming up to caress his face. "need somethin', baby?"

he nods, looking at his hair which seems a little too messy for his liking.

"my hair.. could you do it for me?" he asks, a hint of carefulness in his tone.

you nod happily, doing his hair was your favorite past-time, and who were you to object when he asks you so sweetly?

fingers threading through his hair as she crosses one big strand of her over another, making a pretty braid in a matter of minutes.

draken's indulging in it all, the way your fingers scratch at his scalp gently, humming his favorite tune which almost pulls him to sleep.

you mumble a small "all done!" before moving a hand under his chin and the other on his cheek so he could look up at you.

"y're so pretty, ken." you beam, pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek.

he grunts, moving his face to litter kisses all over your palm.

he sends you his infamous smirk before whispering a little "thank you, m'baby."

BAJI grunts loudly, trying to get your attention. "sweetheart, it'd be fuckin' nice if you could look at me for a moment."

you chuckle lightly, turning to face him with your pencil still in hand. you only witness how messy his long jet-black hair is when you finally turn back.

"baby.. your hair's a mess.." you whisper, trying desperately to hold in a hearty laugh.

"ya think i don't know that?" he groans, his hand running through his tangled hair.

you burst into a fit of giggles, getting up to move towards his figure. as you're now standing in front of him, his arm moves to wrap around your waist, securing your figure in front of his.

your hands move to push away the stray hairs from his face. "need me to comb y're bird nest right up here?"

you laugh, patting his head. he lets outs another series of complaints, talking about how "y're so mean" and you should "cut y're boyfriend some slack".

your lips twitch upward into a smile, grabbing a comb and finally running the comb gently through his black locks.

"happy now, love?" you ask, running your thumb over his cheek.

he nods, rolling his eyes in the process before pecking a little kiss to your waist. his own way of saying "thank you, baby".

CHIFUYU messes up his hair for the third time, while you watch him give in to his frustrations.

"somethin' wrong, 'suno?" you call out, eyes boring into the back of his head as he catches your eyes in the reflection of his bathroom mirror.

he grunts out short responses, "stupid fucking hair- can't cooperate f'shit."

you laugh, and chifuyu fights the urge to smile at the pretty sound.

you make your way into the bathroom, arms wrapping around his torso. "lemme help you, baby, you're struggling too hard."

your teasing remarks only makes him huff, his arms falling limply to his sides as he allows your fingers to get to work.

he smiles as you glide your fingers through his hair, styling it the way he prefers effortlessly.

"you're good at this.." he whispers, watching you work in awe.

you smile, "i know."

he pursed his lips, grumbling over your nonchalant reply.

he only thanks you with a kiss to your lips once you finish.

SHINICHIRO sighs into your chest after another long day at his shop.

you let out little laughs and giggles here and there which he dismisses until he notices the light tugging on his scalp.

he looks up at you, face contorted into a suspicious expression. "what're you doing...?"

you chuckle, telling him it's nothing and to go back to sleep.

his eyebrows raise in suspicion but he dismisses it either way.

the way your nails scratches his scalp and the way your fingers played around with his dark hair.

he's met with instant regret as he wakes up with bright pink rubberbands tying his hair up.

you laugh obnoxiously, taking in his disheveled figure as he stares into the mirror in disbelief.

he slaps himself internally, he should've known you were up to this.

he turns to face your laughing figure, his lips twitching upwards into a smile. he can't bring himself to be angry when you look so pretty laughing at him.

he'll let it slide.. just this once.

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svnaaaaaa · 5 months

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On My Way - Sano Manjiro (Mikey)

pairing : mikey x fem reader

summary : takemichi is on a mission to save hinata, he is also on a mission to save y/n and mikey.

warning(s) : anime + manga adaptation, killing, pregnancy stress, divorce, heartbreak, dying in sleep

next : part one

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author's note : so this is my first anime-related heh. i want to make levi as my first piece but now is tokyo revengers season so yea. also i changed the plot a bit to make more sense in my part.

tagging : (if you want to be tagged in, let me know)

second year of middle school, wasn't the only golden year for hanagaki takemichi. but also for l/n y/n. because of him and hina-chan, she met the love of her life, sano manjiro, mikey-kun.

2005

y/n, alongside with her friends were giggling as they walked towards hanagaki-kun's class. as hanagaki-kun appears in their view, they immediately chasing the blonde yellow haired guy. feeling eerie from his back, takemichi turned around and saw bunch of girls from tachibana hinata's class. the girls were giggling which making takemichi confused by their action. "tachibana-san said that she's into you hanagaki-san." miyuki-chan said and then they left the scene, leaving takemichi confused as ever.

2017

"innocent civilians have fallen victim to the growing dispute between the tokyo manji gang." a news announcer spoke which attracted y/n's attention as she stopped mixing her cake ingredients in a bowl and placed the bowl on the counter top. "tokyo, manji gang?" y/n mumbled to herself. "six were injured in the dispute and one person was taken to the hospital and immediate suffered in cardiac arrest." the announcer continued as y/n keep her focus on the news. "at the place of the incident, there was one death confirmed due to the dispute. tachibana hinata, 26, from shibuya-ku, tokyo." the announcer continued reading the news but as soon as y/n heard the recognized name from her past, she immediately blocked the world. all she could hear was this ringing noise in her mind as the world started to spin around.

felt onto her knees, y/n felt a pair of hands on her shoulders. "nee-san, are you okay?" y/n's younger sister, yuuki, asked. instead of answer to her, y/n started to sob and immediately cry. yuuki surprised by this, went down on her knees and wrapped her sister in her arms.

"h-hina-chan, she, she-"

blackness covered y/n's view and mind.

seeing the black-dyed hair in her view, y/n could see the smile painted on lanky guy who she called her boyfriend. with a dragon tattoed on the behind of his neck, y/n wrapped her arms around her lover's, mikey, neck as happiness filled her heart.

it feels like she could die like this.

mikey wrapped his arms around his lover's waist and twirled her around, making her giggle. mikey has always love y/n's giggle. it sounded like angels were singing to him personally.

"i love you l/n y/n." mikey whispered in y/n's ear, making she tighten her wrapping.

"i love you too, sano manjiro."

2005

walking side by side, hinata and y/n always go to school together even they were still in pre-school. it could be said that they are childhood friends, despite y/n being cousin with takemichi from her mother's side. easy to say, y/n was the one who bring them together. "isn't that takemichi?" y/n asked as she pointed out at the blonde yellow haired guy. hinata's smile brighten up. "go." y/n said and hinata jogged a bit to catch up with takemichi who is right in front of them.

"good morning, takemichi-kun." hinata greeted and takemichi turned around and shocked. "hina-chan!" takemichi exclaimed as hinata put out a peace sign at him, smiling. "it is good to see you like this, going to school like a normal student." hinata said and y/n chuckled at hinata's comment.

in class, y/n placed her palm under her head as she looked out of the window and watch the school view of front yard. "y/n-chan~ what are you doing after school?" one of y/n's classmates asked. y/n looked up at the girl and hummed to herself. "hina-chan go to a date with takemichi so i guess i'm free." y/n replied. "want to go to karaoke?" y/n smiled at the thought and nodded her head yes. "okay sure!"

then there was a slam of the door being open sideway. "there's a fight in the hallway!" the student announced and all y/n's classmates went outside of the class to see the fight. y/n and her friends looked at each other first and then stood up to go to the hallway to see what is going on. then they saw all year three guys were lying on the floor, groaning to themselves. y/n gasped at the view. "who did this to them?" y/n asked.

"stop it right there!" it was hinata, who behind takemichi, and two blonde guys in distance. one is tall with braided hair and another one is short and have such beautiful hair. "huh?" the tall one speaks up. hinata walked up towards their way. takemichi was saying something but it was inaudiable. then there was a smack sound.

tachibana hinata, slapped the short blonde haired guy, hard.

2017

a slighty breeze seeping into the room, making curtains dance along with the wind. beeping machine sound was heard. y/n opened her eyes slowly, adjusting to the light of the room. "nee-san, you're awake!" yuuki's voice was heard. "y/n, are you okay?" it was takemichi. "takemichi.." y/n mumbled to herself and eventually, she started to sob and cry again. both yuuki and takemichi shocked by the reaction.

"it was manjiro, wasn't it?" y/n asked between the cries and takemichi just looked down at his feet. "tokyo manji gang, it was him who killed hina-chan!" y/n yelled this time and stress was taking over her as the machine beeped crazily and rapidly causing nurses to enter the room to make yuuki and takemichi out of the room. then entered a doctor into the room.

waiting at the hospital hallway, yuuki and takemichi waited patiently. yuuki sighed heavily. "manjiro-san, haven't you ever contacted him takemichi-kun?" yuuki asked and takemichi shook his head no. "it has been months since i last contact him." takemichi answered. both sighed. the door of the ward room opened and the doctor exited. both yuuki and takemichi stood up. the doctor sighed. "she can't be expose to such pressure, now that she is heavily pregnant." the doctor said and yuuki sighed this time.

to be precise, y/n has been pregnant for seven months now. exactly seven months mikey left her, without knowing that he's going to be a dad. the gender was still unknown for since y/n wishes to know on the day baby is born. nevertheless, y/n wishes to put his last name in the baby's name.

on their way back home, both yuuki and takemichi silently waited for elevator. "yuuki-chan, how did y/n and mikey-kun be like they are now? weren't they in love like madly in love?" takemichi asked. "i am not sure myself as well takemichi-kun but, what i did know about was how mikey-san keeps on disappearing until he was no longer coming back home and one thing another, a divorce letter showed up." yuuki replied, sighing at how bad luck in life her sister was put in.

all she wanted was a long lasting love life until the end.

later that night, y/n was left on her own since the doctor said that y/n has been put to sleep until the next day. little did they know, someone entered her ward room with bad intention. seeing the beeping machine still going on, the person decided to get things done immediately. pulling out a syringe with poison in it, was placed in her vein.

y/n was slowly dying in her sleep, alongside her unborn baby.

after the visitation from the hospital, both yuuki and takemichi parted their ways. takemichi went to the train station that he usually went to and then he received a phone call from yuuki. "eh? yuuki-chan?" takemichi wondered to himself. "hello, yuuki-chan." takemichi answered and all he heard was wailing from yuuki's line. "yuuki-chan, what's wrong?" takemichi asked right away and the wailing doesn't stop. "n-n-nee-san, she's d-dead!" yuuki yelled in the phone call and takemichi was stunned. shock even.

the ceremony were attended by close family only, for safety and pre-caution. as yuuki, her mum and dad sat at their designated chairs placed for them, takemichi became their escort. not only he lost the love of his life but also a close family member he called 'cousin'. "goodbye nee-san, yuta-chan." yuuki bidded before cremation ceremony begins.

l/n y/n and sano yuta. mother and son, daughter and grandson.

on his way back home, he refused to accept going home with the l/n as he wanted to go home on his own to clear out his mind. 'mikey-kun left right before he met his own child, hina-chan and y/n died on the same day.' takemichi thought to himself. without any warning, he was pushed off onto the train track, noticing a train coming his way. "now it's my time to die, huh?" takemichi mumbled to himself.

"takemichi-kun." that voice. takemichi opened his eyes and saw a pair of eyes he missed the most. a pair of eyes belonged to his beloved, tachibana hinata. "hina-chan?" takemichi looked around and they were in train at the moment. takemichi patted on his body to see he's in his school uniform. he looked at the train window and saw his younger self. "eh?!" takemichi shocked to himself. "takemichi-kun." hinata called him once again. "yes, hina-chan." "let's go sit down, there's a space there."

both sat down on the given space as they sat next to each other. "takemichi-kun, how did you do your finals?" hinata asked as looked at takemichi, noticed him getting startled up. "oh, finals." takemichi said. "that really takes me back!" hinata weirded out. "takes you back? but we just took them earlier." hinata pointed out which makes takemichi fumbled out. "y-yeah we did." crap, why did i said it out loud, he thought to himself. hinata smiled at him sweetly. "study hard okay, because you've got a dream right?" hinata asked, takemichi was taken aback for a moment. "a dream?" takemichi talked to himself.

as they were on their way to hinata's house, they saw someone familiar. it was draken on his motorbike. "uh, draken-kun?" takemichi mumbled to himself as draken held up his hand. "come to musashi shrine by tama river, everyone's going to be there." draken said and takemichi looked at hinata. hinata smiled sweetly. "i'll go with you!" hinata exclaimed, making takemichi taken aback once again. "great." draken commented and off he go. once draken was out of sight view, there was y/n stood in front of then within a distance. "oh?" hinata shocked and go off to where y/n stood at, grabbing her hands in hers. "what are you guys doing?" y/n asked hinata. "wasn't that guy was with the guy you slapped before?" y/n continued and before hinata could reply to her, y/n felt a bit jerked back.

it was takemichi, hugging y/n.

at the funeral, takemichi saw a name plate stating y/n's name and a boy's name next to her. "who's sano yuta?" takemichi asked yuuki, who setting up the casket flowers arrangement. yuuki looked down at name plate. "the baby's, y/n wanted to name the baby yuta, she knew it was a boy and she planned of the name ever since she knew about it." yuuki told him. takemichi's eyes starting to water up, knowing an innocent child has been involved with the past of his parents.

"uh?" y/n felt weird with the sudddn embrace. she put her hands on takemichi's shoulders and then pushed him off of her. "what's wrong with you baka(stupid)-michi!" y/n yelled out at takemichi making hinata giggle at the two cousins. "that was draken-kun, he invited takemichi to musashi shrine and i want to go too!" hinata exclaimed. "then i want to come as well!" y/n exclaimed as well. takemichi reminded silent, remembering the death of y/n.

"it was manjiro, wasn't it?"

"tokyo manji gang, it was him who killed hina-chan!"

"yuuki-chan, how did y/n and mikey-kun be like they are now? weren't they in love like madly in love?" takemichi asked.

"i am not sure myself as well takemichi-kun but, what i did know about was how mikey-san keeps on disappearing until he was no longer coming back home and one thing another, a divorce letter showed up." yuuki replied.

'after i realized that i've came back to the past, and seeing hinata and y/n in one piece, i knew i need to save them but how?!' takemichi thought to himself. hinata and y/n looked at takemichi weirdly. "takemichi-kun.." hinata called. takemichi looked up. "let's go?" takemichi nodded his head. "let's go." takemichi said and three of them started walking to the shrine.

'to save hina and y/n, i need to know why it happened. why mikey-kun changed when the first time mikey-kun and y/n met, they were basically madly in love. i need find the root of it, also why hina was targeted to kill by this gang.'

"uh?" takemichi, hinata and y/n looked around as they arrived to the said shrine. it was empty, dark and eerie. "seems scary." y/n commented. then a roaring sound of motorbikes surfacing and approaching their way. "eh, is this the right place?" hinata asked takemichi as he looked kind of scared. "y-yeah." takemichi replied. "not only this place is scary, but they are scary looking as well." y/n commented.

then one of the guys got off his bike and approaching the trio. "hey! quit staring!" the guy yelled as he walked towards them. "why are you here? don't you know this is toman's secret meeting place?" the guy continued. huh? toman's secret meeting? "w-well i was told to come here." takemichi replied and the scary guy keeps on tormenting takemichi. "who the hell would call you to come here huh?" the guy asked and grabbed takemichi by his collar. "hey, let go of takemichi!" y/n yelled at the guy, hinata placed her hand on y/n's shoulder. "y/n-chan, no." hinata warned.

"are you, takemitchy?" a guy asked as the trio looked at the guy's voice direction. it was a silver haired guy. "y-yeah." takemichi answered while being lifted. "oi, he's the guest of our leader. let him go." the silver haired guy said as he kneed the guy that lifted takemichi. the guy put takemichi down and silver haired guy walked in front of the trio. "follow me, takemitchy." that guy said and the trio followed the silver haired. "are you this is safe?" y/n asked while tailing them. "i'm not even sure y/n-chan." hinata said.

the silver haired stop walking causing the trio to stop as well. from there, they saw familiar faces. "yo, takemitchy. sorry for the sudden invite." mikey voiced out while sitting on his cb250t motorcycle. "yeah, it's okay." takemichi said. "hey emma, this is takemitchy's girlfriend and, who are you?" draken asked, looking directly at y/n, whose looking at draken with tense eyes. "y/n." y/n replied shortly. "and y/n, look after them. okay?" draken asked and then a blonde haired girl showed up. "oooookay." the girl replied. the girl looked at hinata and y/n, her eyes lighten up. "nice to meet you, my name's emma." emma introduced herself. "i'm hinata and this is y/n." hinata introduced as y/n bowed her head.

little did they know, mikey was watching the whole time.

extra author's note : hello! this is my next project, i'm trying to write for anime now hehe. tell me whether you like it or not, or if there is in need for improvements. thank you in advance!

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mytaiyakeylover · 11 months

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𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙳𝙾 𝙸𝚃 𝙱𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁

Just imagine the pout that MANJIRO will carry throughout the whole day after he had no choice but to ask Ken-chin to do his hair when he woke up this morning. The boy won’t stop clinging onto you like a koala once he gets to see you again, shooting glares at anyone who has the audacity to steal your attention from him.

It's not just because you didn't do his hair, but also because he didn't have his daily dose of your presence this morning to function properly afterwards. Ken-chin's hands were just so rough, and Manjiro couldn't ask him to stroke his hair like he would ask you, because he always refuses to let you use a hairbrush. Why would he? Your hands are much softer and gentler than that trashy, plastic, hair bully.

He doesn’t care that you were busy this morning and will get his way one way or another. If small white lies such as him having a migraine don’t work, then he will simply demand you brush it while tugging the hairband on his ash-blonde locks harshly. Neither does he care for the literal daggers that Ken-chin’s throwing his way — you’re way more important.

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marsbutterfly · 1 year

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The Boy Who Cried Your Name

a/n: HI!!!! I'M BACK AFTER SUCH A LONG HIATUS!!!! I MISSED YOU GUYS! This story was based on this postI hope you all enjoy!

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: none, just fluff <3

2:07am > manjiro: ok this movie genuinely seems really stupid 2:08am > manjiro: i think i'll watch it and tell you all about it during our date tomorrow. 2:11am > manjiro: oh shit, i've seen this actor somewhere 2:13am > manjiro: i know you're asleep but like 2:13am > manjiro: when you wake up can you help me find out this dude's name? 2:13am > manjiro: *image*

It's a Tuesday night, or at least it was when you first went to sleep. The nonstop vibration of your phone combined with the light that comes from it is enough to disturb your deep slumber.

You grunt, eyes squinting as you try to adjust to the brightness. Your warm hand comes out from its place underneath your pillow, only to be received by a rush of cold air that comes from the AC. Your fingers tremble gently while trying your best to type in your passcode, though your brain isn't fully awake.

Ultimately you decide to simply shine the phone on your face in the hopes that it will recognize your features even in the dark of your room.

Before it can even unlock, another notification.

2:16am > manjiro: i am learning so much from this movie already 2:17am > manjiro: did you fucking know that you can make your own butter if you shake milk for long enough?

You can't help but giggle at the sight, 17+ messages from Mikey. Before the two of you became a real couple, he would hardly ever text first, maybe because he could never remember where he put his phone in the first place or maybe it was because he was actually afraid of getting his feelings hurt, after all, a girl like you was hard to come by.

When the two of you decided to become official, his texts became more and more frequent. Most nights, you were forced to put your phone on Do Not Disturb because you desperately needed a good night's rest and lord knows you wouldn't be able to achieve that goal as long as Mikey was awake.

Your thumbs aren't moving at the speed you would like them to, your vision is still partially blurry and your throat is so dry that it feels like you are swallowing nails. Nevertheless, you open the messages to encounter a great variety of content.

Tired eyes skim through the various paragraphs, some quite lengthy as he declares his endless love for you and everything you have done / do for him on a daily basis, describing how you are the most beautiful person you have ever met and how the light that radiates from you reminds him of a sunset lit inside of your chest. How the color of your hair is his favorite because, whenever he sees it anywhere else, he feels like the universe is sending him a small reminder of how lucky he is. You smile at the sight of his gentle words.

However, you can no longer ignore the rain of incoming texts now that he has noticed the "seen at 2:14am" at the bottom of the page. He feels awful for waking you up but he cannot help himself. Every new thing he learns, every new detail of the movie he thinks you will enjoy knowing, he must share with you.

2:15am > manjiro: THIS DUDE JUST ATE HIS MOTHER-IN-LAW WHOLE? 2:16am > manjiro: IS THAT A FUCKING THING THAT SNAKES DO? EAT PEOPLE WHOLE? 2:16am > manjiro: I HAVE TO GOOGLE THIS HOLD ON 2:17am > manjiro: I have learned that, in fact, they can. I'm actually going to jump, I cannot do this 2:18am > manjiro: oh shit, i didn't mean to wake you up, but now that you are here! 2:19am > manjiro: did you know that drinking too much water can kill you? I read it somewhere, let me find the link. 2:19am > manjiro: Oh and also that when the dinosaurs walked the Earth, days were 23 hours long instead of 24?

You take a deep breath, knowing that he is coming from a place of love and care but you can't help but be a bit annoyed. Not wanting to snap at him, you use your full mental capacity at the moment to type a response to one of his many, many texts.

2:19am > manjiro: typing... 2:19am > you: Mikey, I love you, so so much and I wish for nothing more than for you to be here cuddling with me, than to feel the warmth of your body against mine, but you know I have an exam early in the morning. 2:20am > you: but baby, I am begging you, STOP THIS MADNESS.

His texting ceases and it feels like an eternity, certainly long enough for you to regret the way you spoke to him, even if it wasn't malicious or even purposefully mean. You understand that, other than Draken, Mikey doesn't usually confide in anyone else, especially not in a way that makes him seem weak or "stupid."

A sigh escapes your lips and you blink intensely for a few seconds in the hopes of stopping your eyeballs from burning. Time seems to slip by you and the next time your eyes open, twenty minutes have passed.

You bolt awake for a few seconds, heart beating faster than a race car, an irrational fear that you might have missed a message from him taking over you so the natural course of action is to check your texts. It would be a lie to say you weren't a little disappointed that there were no new messages from Mikey in that short period of time and your heart sinks just slightly.

2:41am > you: Mikey, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you, I'm just nervous about my exam and super tired. I shouldn't have taken it out on you. I hope you can forgive me.

Not even thirty seconds go by before the three dots inside of the blue bubble appear at the edge of the page. The full sensation of relief doesn't wash over you until you hear back from him, a simple message, spelled completely wrong because you knew he was keeping an eye out on whatever he was watching on the television.

2:42am > mikey: all gpod bsby, u luv u. (all good baby, i love you)

With a smile on your face, you finally allow yourself to relax and place the phone down underneath your pillow, giving Mikey time for himself as he enjoys his tv time. Now, you are finally going to be able to have a good night's rest before your big exam tomorrow. Eyelids become heavy and your breathing finds its own perfect pattern, your pillow is cold and underneath your covers is warm, everything is simply falling into place.

When you are within seconds of falling asleep, your phone buzzes from beneath your head. You refuse to open your eyes and simply roll over, pushing your body away from the device.

Some time passes and you find yourself in the same peaceful vibe as before, a gentle smile on your face as you fully allow yourself to be submerged in the cold feeling of the ac against your face while the rest of your body is nicely tucked away. The feeling doesn't last long for Mikey, once again, decides to start texting you every few minutes, if not seconds.

You grunt loudly, reaching for the edge of your pillow to pull it over your ear. In moments like these, you truly had to remind yourself of how much you loved him and why because he does, in fact, test what little sanity you have left in you. But you didn't know that all he was doing in that moment was being his usual self: the guy who is deeply and madly in love with you.

3:14am > manjiro: oh yeah 3:14am > manjiro: i forgot to tell you 3:15am > manjiro: good luck on your exam tomorrow, you got this! 3:15am > manjiro: i love you so much <3 3:15am > manjiro: have a great night <3

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