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dlscenarios · 4 months

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Can you write Mikey with a reader who enjoys taking care of him and being affectionate but they aren't dating, so he assumes it's just her personality.

He does love her but finds out she only does that with him because she loves him too. Which leads to a returned confession while he takes her home on his bike.

With a smutty detour or five😅💖

Kiss It Better

THIS HAS BEEN IN MY INBOX FOR SO LONG IM SO SORRY. This gave me SO MUCH UNNECESSARY TROUBLE OML.

MDNI

Cw: SPOILERS FOR THE FINAL FEW CHAPTERS, MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH (not detailed), Smut, AFAB Reader, Oral Sex (AFAB Receiving), Surprisingly very tame smut ngl. I MIGHT write a side drabble that's dirtier smut.

Manjiro Sano saw himself as a monster. He had lost so much within the span of a few years and was still only a kid. Through his family and friends' murders, he had to quell his depression every day in order to be the leader he desperately wanted to be. Like his brother had once been. To his surprise, you stayed with him through it all, holding him as tight as you had when you were little. You were his only source of comfort.

It started as you going to the same elementary school. One day, Mikey had invited you over to his house for a playdate, allowing you to meet his other friends and his siblings. The two of you grew older and Manjiro had created his own gang - inspired by his big brother - and you were the boys' personal nurse. You would patch up Mikey and his friends with a smile on your face, softly kissing the leader's bandaged cuts like a mother would.

Even as everything fell apart for Manjiro, you opted to stay by his side. While he never argued, he had a gut feeling that him being this close to you wouldn't end well. He had become an infamous gang leader, even after he had disbanded Toman for the sake of his friends. He would always be the "Invincible Mikey" and other gangs hated him for it.

He should have trusted his gut and cut you off. One day, after the creation of the Kanto Manji gang, Manjiro had learned that you had been murdered. A note addressed to him was found by your body, not stating who had ended your life at such a young age but declaring war on Mikey.

Losing you was the final straw. After your death, Manjiro felt nothing. His dark impulses could no longer be suppressed. The only thing on his mind was to kill anyone that dared to look at him the wrong way.

During the battle against Takemichi and the original Toman, Maniro Sano's life finally got better. After coming to his senses - after stabbing Takemichi - he and the time leaper traveled into the past, farther than even Takemichi had been able to go. The two were little kids again and, this time, Mikey swore to help Takemichi save everyone, especially you.

Meeting you again, seeing your bright smile again, was all Mikey had wished for since your death. His heart fluttered when you walked up to him in class and introduced yourself. He couldn't stop himself from immediately pulling you into a tight hug, which he later apologized for after pulling away. The two of you grew up just like in the other timeline, you being Toman's personal nurse, except this time, everyone survived.

The date that you died in the other reality had been engraved into Manjiro's brain. Now that everyone was alive and happy, he thought it would be a day like any other. To his surprise, that was the very day you confessed your feelings.

Mikey's heart dropped. Did you have feelings for him in the other timeline? Would you have confessed then had you not been killed?

You sat anxiously next to him, his dark eyes wide and beginning to shine with tears. Suddenly, he wrapped his arms around you, as tight as his hug was when you'd first met.

His voice was shaky as he finally replied, "I love you." You smiled and returned his embrace, burying your nose in his shoulder.

From that day on, Mikey's friends knew you as his partner. They could all tell he was over the moon to be with you, Takemichi had even cried and hugged his best friend.

Eventually, it was 2018, the year Takemichi was originally from. He and Manjiro had finally gotten an ending where everyone was alive and happy. Mikey swore he had never cried as much as he did at Takemichi's wedding. His existence had done something good for once. The entire day, he kept stealing glances of you, admiring how pretty you were all dressed up and smiling at how surreal it felt to officially be yours.

It's been a long time coming.

After arriving home from the wedding, Manjiro stopped you before you could walk further into the house, spinning you around to kiss you.

"I love you." He muttered, locking the door behind him.

You smiled, "I love you too."

He returned your grin and placed his hands on your waist, resting his forehead on yours, "You're so pretty."

Mikey suddenly picked you up and carried you off to the bedroom. After gently laying you down, he kissed you again, deeper than the first. His affections moved across your face, down your neck, and had eventually reached your chest. He nuzzled into your collar as he unzipped you from your outfit.

Once you were left in your underwear, his hands moved down to ghost up your legs. You spread your legs as Mikey gently pushed you further into the mattress before he nipped at your chest. One of his hands snaked up to paw at your breast as his kisses got lower.

His finger hooked into your underwear and shifted it aside, allowing him to place a soft kiss to your clit. His dark eyes were locked on your face as his tongue teased you. Your fingers laced themselves in his dark hair, making him groan into you when you would lightly pull.

One of your legs moved on its own, draping itself over Manjiro's shoulder. He briefly parted from your skin to kiss your thigh.

"You're so pretty, baby." He purred, his hand replacing his spot in between your legs, thumb catching your clit. He smirked as you moaned lowly. "Love you so much."

He moved up to kiss you, the thumb that was just on your clit now gently rubbing your cheek. You could feel the bulge in his pants as he pressed his body into yours. His nose lightly touched yours as he chuckled.

"My pretty baby."

Your arms wrapped around him as one of his hands went to pull down his pants, enough space to take out his cock. He teased your core with the tip, grinning at the mewl you let out, before slowly sliding into you. Manjiro knew he wasn't the biggest, but he knew he could easily touch every one of your most sensitive spots.

Your legs wrapped around his waist as he thrusted into you, holding you close with one arm, his other gripping the sheets beside your head. His pace was slow but fast enough to not be teasing.

Manjiro kissed the side of your head, "Love you so fucking much. 'M so glad you're mine." He let go of your body to travel his hand down to your clit, rubbing the nub faster than he had been thrusting.

His hand quickly brought you to your orgasm. Your hips rolled into his as he coaxed you through your high. You whined as it faded and Mikey kissed your cheek.

"So good for me, baby. You did so good. I'm so close." He whispered, his pace quickening slightly. Eventually, his hips thrusted deeper than they had, his hot cum flowing into you as Manjiro groaned into your shoulder.

Both of you stilled, waiting for your heartbeats to calm down. Mikey’s hand caressed your hip as he smiled down at you. Your own hands were in his hair while you returned his grin.

He finally got a happy ending.

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yanderederee · 1 year

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Library Kisses

a/n:I really wanted to write this idea with Baji in mind but I’ve rewrote it four different times and each time it comes out not good and the only person I can picture is Mikey so I’m giving into the Mikey brain rot okay?

now~ … part2 … part3 … part4 … part5

Manjiro Sano NEVER came to school, even more rarely class. If he did even bother to show up, it was usually to hang out on the roof for some cool air, or in the vending area for a nice nap with snacks nearby. No one could tell him where he needed to be, after all. And if they pushed too hard and annoyed him, he’d just leave.

That suddenly changed after he lost a serious bet with Emma and Shinichiro. The consequence? Attend all classes for Two Weeks.

Two weeks felt like forever, he admitted. The first day didn’t seem like it would be so bad, until he started actually paying attention to the teacher.

God, he thought. What a drag.

(Shikamaru—-?)

Manjiro was so far behind in studies, he had no idea half of what was being taught. So, before he let his temper rise, he simply stopped paying attention again.

This quickly became a problem.

Nothing interesting to keep his attention on, Mikey found himself falling into boredom. Irritation was bubbling yet again. Of corse, Mikey never brought anything with him. No paper, pencil, books, it was a random chance of luck that Emma was even able to find his school bag.

So with literally nothing to keep his attention, he started getting antsy. How long until this dumb lecture was over anyway? He glanced at the clock.

HOW IN THE HELL HAD ONLY 20 MINUTES PASSED?

He was absolutely flabbergasted. No way in Hell would he be able to handle this torture. Screw the bet, Emma and Shin could eat dirt for all Manjiro cared.

Yet…

“…sss…” whispered a tiny sound.

Manjiro would have ignored it had he not been eager for something to get his attention. He shifted his gaze to the direction of the whisper: the cute classmate who sat beside him.

You.

Before he could wonder what or why you were trying to interact with him, he noticed you holding something out to him.

‘..the hell?’ He looked down at what you were gripping in your hands.

It was a notebook. A very basic and boring one, had you not doodled little flowers and vines into the cover.

Cute.

Accompanied with the notebook was both a pencil and pen, both neatly held tight to the notebook.

Mikey looked up to gander at your eyes, which looked rather worried, brows knitted together with a soft considerate smile. You made the effort of motioning to the gifts once more, before he unconsciously took it without much thought.

You seemed to be very pleased by his acceptance, your expression shifted to relief, then a friendly thumbs up before letting your focus run back to the instructor.

‘Why did i even take the book?’ Well, either way it would serve as a doodle book of his own, if nothing else. The pen and pencil both roll off the notebook cover when he opened to examine its contents.

Gibberish, is all Mikey saw. Pure, number coded gibberish. To the average student, it would have looked like neatly worded mathematic notes, color coded and plenty. If he’d looked further, he’d find notes related to other subjects as well. But he really didn’t feel like it.

Thankfully, to keep his interest, a small little notecard was stuck as a bookmark.

Mikey glanced your direction again, amused when he noticed you were doing the exact same thing, but unlike him, when you accidentally made eye contact, you immediately break it to unsubtly pretend to have your attention up front again.

He grinned. You were cute.

Without his left hand never leaving his pocket, he managed to open the notebook with only his right hand, fingers nimbly spreading the book open to the bookmarked section.

He noticed some familiar words on this page. Matter of fact, a lot of the words written down on this section of pages were word for word what was being vocally spoken, when he took a second to listen.

Again shifting his attention, he noticed your handwriting on the bookmark, as well.

“I hope this helps! I don’t see you in class often, so I thought you could use these. Don’t worry about returning them, you can keep them if you want.

If you need help catching up, I’m apart of the tutoring program the school offers!

My name is Y/n L/n, I hope we can get along:)”

That’s all you wrote.

He starred intently at your handwriting for sometime. It was a hell of a lot more legible when what he could do, and while you used rather simple kanji, it still took him a minute to register them. He really Has been gone from school a while.

Manjiro found himself smiling without permission. It was kind of touching, the kindness of a stranger who genuinely looks out for others without gain.

For the sake of your kindness, Mikey did attempt to follow the lesson one more time, with the notes at his ready.

Unfortunately, he still didn’t really get what was going on. What even subject were they talking about? Social studies, geographics, English literature? He gave an exasperated, loud groan before slumping back in his seat. He found himself falling back into irritation.

Trying to calm himself for the third time this class period, he noticed the same soft whisper that caught his attention the first time. Quicker to respond this time, Manjiro lugged his head towards your direction again. He felt his smile wanting to surface again when he was met with your worried expression once more.

You seemed to want to say something, but obviously were worried about the consequences. So, immediately after meeting eyes, you gave a “wait a sec” kind of gesture, and started scribbling on a similarly decorated notecard. He waited for you patiently, unable to do much else anyway.

Soon, you began reaching your hand out to give him the notecard. However, Manjiro wanted more than your written attention. So, before you could react or slip the note on his desk, he reached out to take the note from your hand. He didn’t just reach out to take the note however, purposefully, he outstretched his delicate looking fingers a little further, and trailed his finger tips along the back of your hand. Slowly he offered a very gentle squeeze before his hand pulled back, finger tips trailing a path from your wrist to your nail beds.

The touch was brief, but accidentally intimate. So much so that your breath hitched from the unexpected action. No one seemed to notice. Manjiro did, but no one else. Probably.

This all but lit a fit of flames in his gut, a giddy feeling irrupting before he could even read the note. Eagerly, he scanned the card.

“Don’t let the material get you down! You can catch up in no time. Hang in there!”

This time, your handwriting was a little more messy, quicker. Still, it was cute, he thought.

Giving up on the lecture entirely at this point, he finally let go of his bored sitting stance, and retreated his left hand from his pocket to maneuver the notebook and two note cards on his desk. Grabing the pencil you’d also lent him, he began to scribble something under your handwriting of the second notecard.

“Thanks”

Is all he wrote. Honestly, he got nervous halfway through writing, and gave up after he finished only the single word. Nerves slowly got to him when he noticed a pair of eyes peering at him secretly. Your gaze felt like burning on his skin when he thought about it for too long. Ignoring your gaze this time, he knew you had the upper hand when his peripheral sight caught your big smile.

…

Once the bell had rang for break, all the students seemed to jump up to leave. Manjiro was still doodling in the back of your notebook. You were packing your things neatly as you usually do, glancing at the delinquent next to you. Finishing up a few last strokes, Manjiro lazily held the book up for your appraisal.

Doodled rather… poorly, was his name, and ‘Tokyo Manji Gang’ in different fonts… as well the face of the Doriyaki mascot. (?)

You didn’t seem to hide your amusement, openly giggling at the childish doodles and gave a thumbs up. He liked that. Manjiro grinned at your approval and shut the book, resting his head to look at you with a new intensity.

“Y/n, right?” He asked. You nodded, not seeming too phased by his intentionally intense aura.

“Nice to officially meet you, Manjiro.” You greeted back with a chirp. He blinked at you a little wide before letting out a quiet laugh. “Isn’t it normal to use someone’s surname when addressing them for the first time?” He asked. No, he never minded it. Of corse not.

The middle schooler was used to many names.

Boss.

Captain.

The Invincible Mikey

Mikey.

But the only ones with the privilege to call him by his given name: Manjiro. We’re limited to his only siblings.

. . . .

And apparently, you too.

It was amusing. No stranger DARED utter his given name, out of fear of disrespecting the great Mikey….. yet here you were.

God, he loved the way his name sounded, coming from you.

Manjiro.

He didn’t even realize how smitten by it he was. Not until he realized you were starting at him inquisitively.

Shit, what did you say? He forgot entirely.

…

The following few weeks consisted of Manjiro Sano following you around, more or less.

Out of everything school had to offer, he swears up and down that the only thing that caught his interest was you.

It was a well known fact that Manjiro Sano was a delinquent. Big Boss of Toman. Dangerous beyond a shadow of a doubt.

Mikey never acted in public how he normally would around the founding toman, it wasn’t known how childish and goofy he was.

Manjiro don’t too much trusting. Too many mistakes. He found himself treading lightly, yet he couldn’t back-peddle from wanting your attention.

He monitored you closely for the past week. He took note of your reactions, your ideals, how you treated others. He wrote down your favorite manga, silly irrational fears.

It didn’t take him long to realize how others treated you either.

People walked all over you, yet you didn’t bat an eye about it. It’d be really annoying if you did things for people just so people would like you. People definitely saw you as a pushover.

You rolled with the punches, so to speak. Any vile attitude aimed at you seemed to go unnoticed, as you maintained composure effortlessly. You never gave anyone a reason to bad mouth you either way, but snarky remarks about being a pushover did become a class commodity. It was easy to pick on the one who never fought back.

Yet Manjiro knew it wasn’t out of kindness or seeking compensation for your good deeds.

“Why’d you stop to help that guy pick up his lunch? He was cleaning the mess up just fine, you didn’t need to help him.” Mikey pouted, originally irritated because you broke from his side to do this task.

You finished washing your hands, drying them on the dry cloth Manjiro held out to you. Replying with a shrug, “Why not? He looked like he could use the help. If he didn’t want it he could tell me to buzz off, but it doesn’t hurt to offer some help.”

Manjiro rolled his eyes. “Might not hurt, but it’s inconvenient as hell,” he mumbled. You gave him a stern look, raising an eyebrow. “Inconvenient how? Were you gatta be so urgently?” You joked, confusing your classmate further.

You laughed, and patted him on the shoulder. “Think about it, if you were havin’ a bad day and dropped your stuff, you’d be pretty pissed off right? Even if it’s one little act, things like that help get you through the day,”

“Nothing wrong with trying to make the world a little bit of a nicer place.”

That’s when Manjiro Sano’s knew you were his darling.

You were so soft with him, and he loved that about you. He loved when you beamed at him with pride for whatever academic achievement he mastered…

You were different.

You were perfect- Manjiro declared.

Three weeks finally pass, and Mikey hadn’t missed a single day of school. Maybe a skipped class or two, but he always showed up on his sweet babu, if not to tease you and pick up the notes you made him before snacking on the roof.

Mikey has been holding back ever since that day. Keeping his darker impulses at bay time and time and time again.

He held back every time you got too close, and your clothes brushed up against his more than a casual encounter.

He held back every time you looked him dead in the eye, asking him if he was okay.

He held back when the little pinch of pain in his chest made him want to croak out the truth: Not really…

Mikey held back the tears, the words and feelings he suddenly felt so comfortable expressing.

Because it was you who asked.

Each and every time he held back from making you his darling. He wanted you to hold him so desperately. For you to fill that empty space he’s always had.

A part of Mikey knew that if you found out just how much he loved you, you would start to fear him.

You too would start walking on eggshells around him, run away after high school and abandon him.

…Or you would bend to his command one day, and he hated the thought of it.

He hated thinking about your trapped form, scared to speak the wrong thing.

He hated thinking he could make you into that person.

Ha hated the thought of you hating him.

…he didn’t want you to have that choice.

…

And there you were, listening to him whine.

“Come’onnnn Y/ncchin!~ it’s so boring hereeee,”

You glance down to your left, seeing your classmate’s practice packet still blank. “Well, if you can answer those for me I’ll take you out for Taiyaki; my treat.”

He loved you so much. You always knew how to motivate him.

However, he already knew you would treat him to taiyaki, even if he didn’t get the answers right, or if he even did them at all.

“Buuu~ not this time Y/nchiin! Bribe denied.” He huffed, anticipating your reply.

You matched his huff, crossing your arms. He loved the way you looked when you pouted.

“Maybe I’ll just stop tutoring you then!” You threatened weakly.

“No chance, you want me to graduate so bad.” Mikey snorted a laugh.

“No more leftover bento bits,” you warned testingly.

“You’d never let poor little me starve…” he batted his eyelashes.

“…”

He grinned with triumph.

“Fine, what will it take for you to try to pass ONE class?”

“Mm~” Mikey hummed, glancing over the material to appraise it.

If Manjiro were honest, he could get rather good grades, actually. With repetition, and your good habits, he was actually learning really quickly. But he couldn’t let you know that. He liked when you babied him through some things, just to impress you beyond comprehension moments later.

The praise…

Oh, Mikey thought. That’s it. He wants your praise. He wants you to tell him how awesome he was, how cool and dashing he could be, how smart he was. How much you loved him-

“How bout if I can ace this whole packet, you have to grant me one favor?”

The deal went just as you would have thought it would. He feigned having trouble on the packet of questions, so not to seem overly suspicious.

Yet true to his plan, you now owed him one favor.

“Fine, what favor do you want from me?” You chuckled while rolling your eyes.

Your first line of thought went to,

‘make me homemade taiyaki!’

‘let me cheat on the final!’

‘wax my CB250 !’

… not, “stay still, unless you really don’t want to.”

His voice was a whisper, and you’re immediately caught with your guard down.

Manjiro gently weaves his left hand under your hair. He tilts your head slightly, enough so he could achieve his goal, any resistance on your end being considered with mindful touches. He wouldn’t push you past your comfort. He couldn’t stand if you looked at him with fear in your eyes, too.

Your breath hitches, giving way to wind the excitement his actions gifted you.

Your breath continues to be shaky, yet obeying his favor, you sat still.

Both of you took a few seconds to get your racing hearts back under control.

It was futile, but the nerves to act finally snapped after Mikey and your eyes’ caught each others. The mirrored look of excitement was all Manjiro could stand. The accepting bat of your eyelashes.

Manjiro Sano didn’t hold back this time.

Still gentle, Manjiro quickly closed the gap between your awaiting kiss.

Seconds pass. Two very soft sighs can be heard.

Followed by Manjiro’s lip clicking sweetly against yours when the kiss naturally deepened.

This was heaven.

The feeling of you so close, so accepting, so gentle to him.

Mikey wanted to caress you into a deep hold, may so that the heat and desperate banging against his chest would finally feel heard. He wanted to feel your heartbeat pulse against his lips.

Manjiro Sano wanted to be gentle.

But he couldn’t help how his muscles tensed and grabbed you harder. How could he, when you just let out the cutest fucking moan. The craving of your submission suddenly became more appealing, Mikey felt himself coming to life again.

He pushed your lips deeper, the force of his grip and encouragement to mimic his lead allow the kiss to deepen once more to something more recognized as making out.

He couldn’t stop. You were losing breath, and he could feel you try to initiate a pause, but damnit, he couldn’t stop.

It started getting hard to breathe without gasping for air, but your whines and accidental moans were damning you more than you realize.

Manjiro. Couldn’t. Stop.

Again, he pushed the kiss so you had no other choice than to breathe your cute noises into his waiting mouth, tongue darting for a taste.

He couldn’t stop himself from pulling you closer into his embrace, making it so you were standing on one foot while your other knee rested just between his thighs.

Fuuuck, he thought. You’re so warm, all of you. But warmest of all, was the heat you were generating with friction and arousal. All he had to do was hike his knee up just a little. Just a little bit. He couldn’t even begin to imagine the animal he would become after hearing what your siren like moans would turn him into.

So finally, Manjiro held back.

He pulled back, panting without much issue. Assessing your face, your eyes… your lips.

Your lips were just barely swollen, rubbed into a pretty red tint (with his help).

A thin, barely noticeable line of spit lay unattended, from his unfortunate retreat.

He wiped it gingerly, looking back into your eyes with a hooded gaze.

“A…are you.. sure?” You softly croaked out.

“About what..?” Manjiro whispered back.

“I dont… like joking about these types of things…” you continue, face becoming redder. “S-so if you’re messing around, I’ll get mad…” you warned, again, weakly.

You were so soft with him.

“And what if I’m not messing around?” Mikey asks you point blank, his intense stare once again peering into your very soul.

There’s a short moment of silence.

And suddenly, it’s your turn to gently brush against his also swollen lips. Rather than a kiss, it felt more like a binding.

Manjiro Sano vowed to you that very moment. And this was a seal of your acceptance.

That was all he could ever ask for.

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mytaiyakeylover · 1 year

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scary stares.

synopsis: his gaze is penetrating, like that of a predator ready to pounce on its prey, and you can't help but wonder at what point you managed to anger the gang leader.

pairing: mikey x gn!reader

a/n: i don’t even know how my sleep deprived brain came up with this. was watching some random horror movie at 3 am yesterday and this is what happened😳 part 2?

warnings: just the reader freaking out and mikey being his usual oblivious self. guess some hints of angst too. reader misunderstands mikey, which isn’t that weird.

word count: 1.3k

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It’s unnerving. The way he keeps staring at you. Black, abyssal eyes penetrate your soul, making you feel exposed — naked even. You don’t know what he wants — what he’s expecting from you.

You feel small under his gaze; like a mouse. It doesn’t seem to bother him whatsoever, dead eyes simply watching you from the other side of the classroom, not paying any mind to what the teacher is saying. Usually you would have at least tried to pay attention — which you are — but the blond boy sitting at the back of the classroom is staring so intently, you can practically feel his eyes lingering on your vulnerable figure.

He doesn’t break eye contact when you look in his direction, and you find yourself shrinking. Perhaps you’re overreacting. One of your friends had once told you that he probably likes you, but you’re not too sure. Not when he keeps looking at you in a similar way that a predator watches its prey. You rake through your brain, trying to remember at what exact instance you had managed to anger the gang leader, but find none.

It’s quite hard to pinpoint what exactly you must have done however, as neither of you had even as much as exchanged one word with each other. The teacher doesn’t make things easier for you as he starts putting students into groups for some project. By some miracle you and Sano just happen to get into the same one. But you try not to show the relief you feel when his tall friend — Ryuguji — also joins you.

They may be friends, but even you were observant enough to notice that the short boy was less intimidating with him. That Ryuguji more or less, had at least some control over the commander. It was also common knowledge that between the both, the taller one was always the more reserved and collected one.

“…So, uh,” you start, rubbing the back of your head sheepishly. “What exactly were we supposed to do?” You ask tentatively, still feeling quite intimidated by the shorter boy. Ryuguji lets out a barely audible sigh, but then smiles. You think he must be sensing your unease and is trying to make you feel more comfortable.

“Guess somebody must have zoned out, huh,” he states, a teasing smirk appearing on his lips, which urged you to let out an embarrassed laugh. “Guess so,” you mumble, smiling faintly as a soft pink hue dusts your cheeks.

The other boy doesn’t say anything, eyes vacant as he seems to be deep in thought. You’re not too sure of what he’s thinking about, but there is something in your gut telling you that you want to know. Still, the question remains unspoken, letting curiosity simply continue to eat at your sanity. Bits by bits; like a parasite.

It has always been a bad habit of yours. Sometimes you wish you had more courage. More courage to speak your thoughts. Perhaps then you wouldn’t have been here right now, feeling like this — so helpless and lonely. It's not that you don't enjoy being alone; in fact, you love it. However, there have always been moments when you wish you had done things differently.

You know you should ask. Should ask why he’s been staring at you for so long — in such a way. To clear things up. To save yourself from the growing anxiety. To protect your sanity.

Then someone clears their throat. It’s Ryuguji. You guess he must have noticed the tension between you and his friend. Sano still doesn't make any acknowledgment of either of you, and you can hear the dragon-tattooed boy sigh from your right.

“There is nothing much, we’re just supposed to answer these questions and then discuss them,” the tall boy explains, losing any hope he may have had previously for his commander. You can practically sense it by the apparent vein that has popped out above his right eyebrow.

A barely audible, “Oh,” leaves your lips at his words. Then you sit down, doing your best to avoid making eye contact with the other boy. He’s still staring, and you're not quite sure what to make out of it. A part of you hoped that it would at least be easier for you to understand what that gaze means. Unfortunately, instead of making things clearer, it only seems to confuse you further.

The closeness isn’t helping in the slightest, despite the desk separating the both of you. If anything, it only makes you more nervous. You try to break the tension by asking him questions here and there, whenever you get to a new question that you need to discuss. Sano never answers you however — never says anything at all, in fact, and Ryuguji looks truly fed up with his behavior.

Time passes. Ryuguji is speaking, but you only seem to hear the ticking of the clock, so all you do is nod. Nodding at him with a polite — and perhaps slightly awkward — smile whenever you catch his lips moving. Heart beating erratically in your rib cage as the oh so familiar irrational sense of fear and dread envelopes your senses.

The feeling leaves you confused as you had never experienced such emotions without any apparent reason. Communication was never a problem for you before. Despite occasionally overthinking things, it had never occurred unless it was due to something you had said that was foolish or poorly thought out. Your friends would sometimes tease you, claiming that you paid too much attention to trivial matters.

“(L/n)-san,” you hear Ryuguji’s voice calling out for you, pulling you out from your thoughts. His eyebrows are furrowed, a look of concern plastering his face. “Are you okay?”

Your eyes widen as you rush to come up with a response. "Of course," you say, realizing you had zoned out. The boy arches an eyebrow in response, dismissing your later stuttered apology with a wave.

A lump forms in your throat as you catch the pair of onyxes still very much concentrated on you. Your cheeks flare up at their intense look, but try not to acknowledge that fact. Instead you simply turn around, and continue on with the questions.

Minutes pass by and you feel cold sweaty trailing down your neck as they remain fixated on you. You try to form a coherent sentence whenever Ryuguji is asking you something, but they only come out as a stuttered mess. The boy is considerate enough to not comment on it however.

You feel a wave of relief flooding your system as the bell rings and the teacher announces the end of the lesson. However, it's only when your feet step out of the classroom that the feeling fully registers in your brain. Even then, you fail to notice the forgotten notebook on your former group member's desk.

Draken sweatdrops at how quickly you bolted out of the classroom, noticing the notebook you had accidentally left behind. He feels slightly guilty for the obvious discomfort you were displaying, fully aware that Mikey's weird demeanor must have caught you off guard. The short boy did look kind of creepy throughout the entire lesson.

He sighs, about to stand up and try to catch up to you, but a familiar voice stops him in his tracks. “Hey, Ken-chin?” There is a slightly dreamy lilt to it, and the addressed boy feels his brain short-circuit. He can’t help it, he’s never heard his friend speak in such a manner, like…ever.

“Don’t you think (Y/n)-chan is pretty?”

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cowboyjigen · 1 year

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rosey red or making him blush

warnings: canon typical violence,, it’s tokyo rev, my soft draken agenda makes an appearance, not super happy with all of these but first time writing tokyo rev so i’ll take it

mikey loves little cafe dates. he loves the shared parfaits and quiet giggles between the two of you. so when you catch him staring over the sugary mountain in front of you he won’t notice all to quick. he’s too busy lost in thought of just how lucky he is and how he wishes these moments could last forever.

“mikey? are you okay?” the words wake him from his daze. shaking his head, a pink dusting covers the highs of his cheeks.

“m fine. just thinking.”

whipping the blood from his nose, draken stands at his full height again. your cradled figure lays in the corner shaking. he has to remind himself that killing those bastards isn’t worth it and that he needs to help you first. so he moves himself over you, pulling you into his chest.

“ken?” tear stained eyes glance up at him, “oh my god ken are you alright? what.. what happened? did they hurt you?”

he can’t stop the blood from rushing to his face. despite being hurt yourself your first thought is him. and he’s stuck for a few moments wondering how he got this lucky

takemichi does not know where to put his hands. so he’s just kinda awkwardly fumbling around while trying to hold you close. eventually one will end up in your hair and the other maybe on your waist? he’s not to sure cause he’s just so distracted by the look on your face.

“‘michi? you good? you’re looking a little red there.” you snicker

“oh uh yeah i’m fine i swear. all good here.” he defensively stated, face still lit up like a christmas tree

a couple of pins sit between his teeth as he fiddles with the tape measure. under any other circumstance mitsuya would be keeping his cool. but being this close with you has got him flustered beyond belief.

“uh if you could um just turn maybe?” the rosey color over his cheeks isn’t missed as you slowly turn your back to him

“y’know takashi, if you keep fumbling like that you’re gonna prick your finger.” and prick he did, you’ll just have to kiss it better later.

for once the cats surrounding chifuyu aren’t his main interest. go to the cat cafe they said it’ll be a good date idea. well now he’s here watching you sit and play with the various kittens and he’s pretty damn sure that his heart is going to explode in a few seconds if he doesn’t do something.

“we should adopt one.” that’s not what he meant to say but decides to roll with it, pointing to the one in your hand.

you hold the ginger cat closer to your face, “okay but only since you looks so cute right now fuyu.” the words don’t miss him as color rushes to his face, quickly standing up grabbing you and the cat.

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may0hah · 1 year

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Bonten!Mikey

Okay, he's definitely like enjoys having you sitting on his face. Imagine you have a stressful day and he just tells you to climb into bed and lie down on his face and he'll do the job.

- Manjirou... - You moaned nonstop, your voice was getting louder and your legs wouldn't stop shaking, mikey loved that.

- Cum for me, princess.

And when you come in his mouth, roll all over his face while holding his white hair tight he smiles smugly.

Hmm, what I like best to imagine is that he makes you sit on his face again, even if you are super sensitive from the previous orgasm.

This man does everything to make you happy, he puts you on all fours and fucks you orgasm after orgasm, definitely makes you cum with his fingers with ease.

Hoho, I guess I better stop here cuz my thoughts about his hands are taking over me

#imagine mikey #imagine tokyo revengers #mikey x leitora #mikey x reader #mikey #mikey x reader smut #mikey x y/n #sano manjiro smut #manjiro sano #manjiro sano fanfic #mikey smut #mikey x you #mikey sano smut #tokrev mikey #sano manjiro one shot #manjiro smut #manjiro sano x reader #sano manjiro x reader #manjirou x reader

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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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xuzuitengenx · 10 months

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Manjiro 'Mikey' Sano x Top Male Reader Oneshot (Wattpad)

Genre—Angst/ maybe little fluff

-Manjiro 'Mikey' Sano

Gang vs. Gang Rivalry

I wrote this because I just felt like writing Angst :)

•

Sounds of punches landing was heard along with angry grunts and heavy breathing.

M/N had his arms up, protecting his upper body as he was getting hit by his former lover and his gang rival, Manjiro Sano.

"M/N! Fight back!"

He didn't have intentions to fight back, he was only using defensive tactics which made Manjiro mad as his motives was to kill him.

"God damn, fight back!!" Manjiro shouted once again to the (H/C) hair male as he was attacking.

M/N then was strucked unexpectedly by Manjiro's kick which sent him to the ground.

"Shit.." M/N groaned out. Trying to get up, he was hit again by Manjiro's punch to the cheek.

Feeling weight on him as his back was against the cold floor, he saw Manjiro sitting on top of him with a gun that he recently got rid of in front of him.

M/N didn't look shocked at the gun, he didn't even try to get Manjiro off of him.

After their forced breakup, he was glad to see Manjiro again.

Manjiro's dull eyes made eye contact with the (E/C) color ones.

Manjiro was taken aback when M/N smile softly at him as he used to do when they were dating.

Pressing the gun to M/N's forehead more roughly.

"Do it. Kill me, Manjiro." M/N told him quietly as he closed his eyes for the end.

....

Nothing..

Nothing happened until M/N felt the gun moved away from his forehead as he felt the other body tremble on top of him.

Opening his eyes, he saw Manjiro looking down at him with tears falling down from his dull black eyes.

"I have to kill you.. Why do you do this to me..? Why..?" Manjiro mumbled, putting his hand on M/N's cheek and caresses it softly while his hand shook slightly.

M/N can only look at the state of Manjiro. Grabbing Manjiro's cold hand that was still holding the gun and points it at the place where it was before.

"Just..kill me." M/N said to Manjiro slowly.

Manjiro bit down on his quivering lip.

"Will you able to kill me?"

"N/N..."

"Manjiro."

Manjiro let more tears slip out before getting a grip back on the gun again.

M/N was a threat to his gang. He needed to kill him.

It seemed like Manjiro zoned out as M/N's hand was now on Manjiro's cheek, making him look at M/N.

Manjiro hated how M/N made him feel so valuable. Somewhat weak under his glance. He hated how he can completely breakdown in front of him. He hated how M/N is going to leave him all because of some rivalry.

Manjiro closed his eyes as he cock the gun.

"I love you, Mikey.."

"I.. I love you, N/N-chin.." Manjiro whispers before he pulled the trigger. Hearing the gun fire, he drop the gun away from him as he choked on a sob.

Manjiro laid his head on M/N's non-moving chest which only made him let out more sobs.

"I'm sorry.. I'm so so sorry.. I'm sorry, N/N-chin... Oh god.."

___

Manjiro woken up from his sleep, sitting up as he was processing his dream/nightmare until he felt arms wrapped around his waist, pulling him.

"It's early.. let's sleep a little longer." He heard a sleepy voice on the side of him.

Manjiro looked at the side and saw M/N. He let out some sort of sigh of relief when he saw him.

Manjiro laid back down on the bed and faces the sleeping face of M/N. Placing his hand on the warm cheek of M/N as he went for a quick peck on his lips.

M/N hummed sleepy as he slightly opened his eyes to look at Mikey.

"Yes, Mikey..?"

"It's nothing, N/N-chin. Just happy to see you." Mikey says, cuddling up to M/N.

"Mhmm."

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vay99 · 1 year

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Mikey x reader

Late night rides

Anime/Manga: Tokyo revengers

"It's 3AM what do you want Mikey? Nooooooo. I was asleep you idiot. What??? Now? Fine." hanging up your phone you stare at the ceiling. "Why can't he annoy Draken at this time?"

You put on some jeans and a hoodie as you sneak out of the front door as quiet ay possible.

"Hey (y/n)!" Mikey greets you, not caring for the time at akk.

"Shhhht you dumbass." you shush him, hands over his mouth. "My parents aren't as chill as your grandpa."

"Yeah yeah, put this on." he hands you his helmet before you drive off to a destination only he knows. /Why did I get out off bed for this? My warm comfy bed. Mikeys back is warm as well. I might just/

"We're almost there." Mikey wakes you from your thoughts as you leave the town behind you.

"Where is there?"

"You'll see." Mikey laughs, enjoying the late ride. That boy would live on his bike if he could, well he did fell asleep on it more than once, not while driving, so he actually could.

"The sea?" you question, still sitting on the bike.

"Tada." Mikey points his hands towards the sea while smiling like an idiot.

"Mikey... you woke me up at 3AM on a school night for the sea?" you get off the bike, not sure whether to throw the helmet at him or not.

"Yep." he proudly announces.

"Why?"

"Because tonight is the perfect night to see the milky-way." his hands now point at the sky which you haven't given much attention until now. And he was correct.

"Wow."

"I even bought a towel so we could lay on the beach. Come on it'll be fun." Mikey takes your hand as you walk a bit, before sitting down on the towel.

"This is really amazing." you mumble, eyes glued to the star filled sky.

"Isn't this better than sleep?" Mikey asks with a smile.

"It is. But thanks to you I'll probably fall asleep during the lessons." you scold him.

"Just skip school." he casually answers, laying his head on your lap as he looks up at the sky. "Life is too short to do things you don't like."

"Mikey as inspiring that sounds I can't just quit school. I'd like to go to college some day." you remind him, laying back as well.

"But why? College is boring, school is boring." he closes his eyes as you start playing with his hair.

"It is, but I wanna become a surgeon."

"You know how much you gotta study for that? Are you alright???"

"If I were a surgeon then maybe I could've saved Baji." you stop your hand for a second, resting it on Mikeys head. "You guys always get yourselfs in trouble, Draken nearly died. I can't just watch you guys doing that over and over again. I've always loved anatomy, but after the last incident I've set my goal."

"You're really determined to do so, I see." Mikey smiles quietly to himself. "It's your way of protecting your friends."

"It is. That doesn't mean that you can get yourself on deaths doorstep each day, got it." you squish his cheek.

"Yeah yeah got it, not before sore finished." he jokes and instantly regrets it as you remove your hand from his hair. "No no I'm sorry, please continue."

He may be the boss of Toman but he loves when you play with his hair. Sometimes you really forget that he's just 15.

"Are you cold?" Mikey asks after some confortable silence.

"Mhm? Now that you say it yes."

"You've been shivering how didn't you notice." he starts laughing as he sits up and hands you his jacket.

"Won't you-"

"No were not gonna discuss that again. Wear my jacket." Mikey cuts you off, smiling proudly as you put it in.

Laying back down you keep admiring the milky way as you talk about everything and nothing and the things in between.

"It's already 5AM, shit I gotta get home." you notice as you check your phone.

"Awww, already?" Manjiro sulks, but doesn't interfere as you gather the towel. Casually intertwining your hands he walks back with you towards his bike. The ride home goes way to fast for your liking, if it weren't for school you'd wanna drive until sunrise.

"And wasn't this worth it?" Mikey asks as he gets off his bike.

"Yeah, but not totally. I still miss something." you say as you think to yourself /Don't chicken out this time/

"Huh? Did you lose your phone?" he panics.

"No Mikey." you exhale loudly. "I meant something... like a... kiss?" /Oh damn I did it/ "Can I get a kiss?"

"A kiss? But we aren't even together yeoooooh." his realization kicks in a little too late. "Are you sure that you want this?"

"Yes. I like you." you confess as short as possible. All the tries in front of the mirror made you come to the conclusion that long confessions turn you into an awkward mess.

"I don't recommend that."

"So you don't like me back then?"

"No! I love you but, I'm a mess how can you like me?" Mikey looks at the ground.

"You're not fair. You haven't answered my question yet and already ask one."

"Huh?"

"Can I kiss you?" you repeat your question.

"Yes." Mikey consents, barely above a whisper.

Closing your eyes you pull him closer by his neck as your lips find his. Your tiredness leaving your body as your heart is set on fire. His lips are softer than you expected.

"Now my question." he requests, forehead leaning against yours.

"Mikey, you may be a mess but so am I. And I like the mess that you are." you laugh, heart still beating as crazy as ever.

"My turn~ Can we kiss again?"

"Yes please." Mikey nods before connecting his lips with yours again, both addicted to the taste of the other. Both of his arms around your hips while you're still sitting on his bike you really don't wanna get off the bike now.

*15 minutes of making out on his bike later*

"Isn't this better than sleeping?" Mikey asks as your lips part, his hair a complete mess.

"I could be making out in my dream with you as well, without having to leave my bed." you tease him, not wanting to go to bed and school. "We can cuddle in my bed."

Oh he loves that suggestion, so you sneak threw the door and cuddle up in your bed, not caring about what happens when you wake up. His arms wrapped around you in your warm bed is all you need think about.

Bonus:

"Huh?" you turn off your alarm, completely lost, only to notice the arms around you waist and Manjiro sleeping next to you. "Oh."

"(y/n)? Are you awake?" your mom asks as her steps get louder.

"Oh shit." you try to hide Mikey under the blanket and pillows.

"So you're awake, hurry or you'll be late for school." she leaves your room again. "Oh and tell Manjiro that he should hide his shoes next time he sneaks in."

"Fuck." you groan, waking up Mikey.

"Morning. What's up?"

" You're an idiot."

"But you said you love me."

"You're an idiot, that I love."

#Tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #Mikey x reader #sano manjiro one shot #Manjiro sano x reader #Manjiro x reader #Tokyo revengers one shot #Mikey fluff

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missyandthemisfits · 1 year

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A Bullet For My Valentine - Manjiro 'Mikey' Sano

Synopsis: And what a Valentine's Day was...

Mikey x GN! Reader

:Trigger Warning:

. . ° . • ∞ • . ° . .

He scowled the entire time, face scrunched in total disapproval of the entire situation- as if the pain they were currently experiencing hadn't been punishment enough. They winced as Mikey wrapped the makeshift tourniquet around their calf, biting down on their lip hard enough to draw the smallest amount of blood.

"Quit whining. It's just a bullet."

Mikey's voice was stern, unwavering- like a parent scolding their child after being disciplined. They couldn't stop the burning tears from spilling over, silently hoping their messy bangs kept them hidden. Glancing up after tying the last knot, Mikey furrowed his brow at the sight, eyes softening. He was used to being the friend and leader to some very rough individuals- but playing the role of the supportive significant other? Well, he was still learning the ropes with that one.

"I'm sorry...it's just," He paused, lifting them suddenly albeit carefully into a princess-carry, "One of us has to be strong in this situation."

Clutching at what was left of his tattered shirt, their face found home in the crook of his neck, unable to stop themselves from sobbing harder.

. . ° . • ∞ • . ° . .

A/N I just got this theory that Mikey is kiiind of terrible at anything romantic, at least for a while. It's something that's completely new to him, a very intimate type relationship he's almost uncomfortable having because he realizes he has to share so much of himself, feelings and all. Not wanting to endanger anyone he cares about tho, I truly think he'd opt for pushing them away despite his feelings. I dunno, just a personal headcanon. #manisacefrfr

#mikey #sano manjiro one shot #manjiro x you #sano mikey x reader #mikey x reader #tokyo revengers #manjiro x y/n #manjiro angst #mikey headcanon #mikey x you #tokyo rev x you

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tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang · 4 months

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All their smiles as they plan the battle are so cute!!! Kakucho just in the background watching too ♡

#the person posted more. these ones have been circling around before too but I feel like this person posts clearer shots so I've been waiting #tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyo rev #manjiro sano #taiju shiba #hanagaki takemichi #izana kurokawa #kakucho #tokyo revengers spoilers

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pwacifistxo · 4 months

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“your my dream girl” ✮ — Manjiro Sano → tokyo revengers. F!reader

༘⋆ In which mikey can’t keep his eyes off you .ᐟ (he’s so cute pls)

tw: swearing.

⋆ “Sometimes i wondered how i ended up dating him. Him who is a gang leader, him who eats a lot and is childish, Mikey. Don’t get me wrong, l love him more than anything in this cruel world. But now that I think of it, sitting alone in my bedroom at 2 am because my mind is still awake, it actually baffles me more than anything, you know? It just didn’t feel real. No it felt surreal. God he was such a pain but he was the sweetest boy when it came to me so it didn’t matter right?”

— The faint glow of the moonlight from your window emanated a silver glow onto the room you dwelled in, the clock beside your exhausted form on the nightstand read ‘4:30 am’ now. Seriously you were thinking so much you didn’t realise how late it had gotten. Fuck your mind was killing you, can’t you just fall asleep already?!

ring ring .ᐟ

The familiar sound of your phone vibrating almost immediately dragged you out of your thoughts making you jump and sit upright, sighing heavily as you looked around for your phone until you realised you were laying on it.

With a dramatic groan you ran your fingers through your messy hair and your droopy pupils drifted to the bright screen and the familiar name that read ‘mickey mouse<3’

Why in the hell was he face timing you at this hour? You shouldn’t even be surprised because it was so typical of him to do shit like this. He also sent 80 more messages.

You got up and made your way to the bathroom setting your phone on the shelf near your sink, answering it in the process of tying your hair back because you might aswell get ready for school right?

(After brushing and washing your face) As you were setting up all the products you needed your gaze flickered to him and he had the biggest grin on his face, like a child who had just gotten an overload of candy for Halloween.

“Y/n!” Mikey squealed and you grimaced turning down the volume of your phone because he was being too loud and it echoed in your bathroom.

“so loud— my parents are asleep y’know?” I whisper yelled but I couldn’t help the smile that creeped up on my face at just his excitement on seeing me when he did everyday.

“I missed you thoughh” He whined dragging out his words, but he obliged his voice quieting just as you told him, watching as you organised your stuff.

“I missed you too, I expected you to be asleep though. It’s really early.” You mumbled obviously focused on making sure your stuff were in the right place since you had a lot of time to get ready.

“came back from doing gang shit.” He joked and you just now noticed that he was wearing his toman jacket that draped over his shoulders on top of the white loose shirt he wore.

“Fantastic way to put it.” You replied sarcastically laughing softly at his childishness as you observed him throw up gang signs to the camera. Your focus however returned back to doing your skin care, gently rubbing the condiments onto your face your eyes fixated on the mirror.

‘5:06 am’

Silence, just silence could be heard right now as you were brushing your hair in the mirror. Your eyebrows furrowed at the odd change but you brushed it off not expecting anything of it, maybe he went to sleep? You couldn’t be bothered to check right now.

“5:20 am”

Wait, it was getting really weird, if he was asleep you would hear the quiet snores seeping through your phone speaker. That’s what your thoughts told you. You weren’t worried; more like concerned, they were pretty much the same words but concerned just sounded better in this situation.

“5:40 am”

Okay seriously, what the fuck was he doing that got him so quiet like that. Your curiosity got the best of you and you set down the serum you were previously using on your face. Glancing at the bright screen.

Was he sleeping? No. Eating dorayaki? No. Annoying Emma for fun while she was sleeping? No. His void-less eyes were staring straight into the depths of your soul through the camera. His blonde locks falling over his face. He must’ve untied his hair while I was busy.

You couldn’t tell what he was thinking or how he was feeling, his face was pretty much blank but after you called his name a few times to regain his attention you instantly noticed his soft lips twisting up into an adoring smile.

Oh, he was admiring you this entire time.

“You’re creepy.” You muttered adjusting your phone to an angle in which it wouldn’t fall.

“You’re beautiful.” He replied his voice increasing in volume slightly almost like he wanted me to hear his exact words.

“I love you.” You said breaking out of character instantly, your eyes softening, knowing you couldn’t keep on with your sarcastic comments because he always knew how to bring out the best in you

“I love you more y/n, lemme pick you up yeah?” Mikey said not even bothering to grab his hair tie as he immediately got up and grabbed his device quietly stepping out of his room careful not to wake up his grandpa or his sister.

You nodded, humming in response so he knew you had agreed holding your own phone and returning to your room not forgetting to switch off the light of your bathroom.

You watched inaudibly as he puckered his lips and pressed a kiss on the camera before ending the call before you could even react or utter a word left with the nostalgic feeling of butterflies he only gave you that blossomed inside of you. —

꒰ა❤︎໒꒱ — ˗ˋˏ All While Mikey was rushing out of the door, not caring about his disheveled look to go pick up his girl. ˎˊ˗

༘⋆ thank you for reading lovelies! Enjoy your day and remember to eat, drink and get rest. <33

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dlscenarios · 10 months

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Sit On It - manila!Mikey x afab!Reader SMUT | Tokyo Revengers

Literally just a drabble of my own headcanons from a couple months ago -> Link

MDNI

Cw: AFAB receiving oral, Sitting on Mikey's face, Mikey's kind of a simp for u ngl

Tired, dark eyes stayed on you as you shut the bedroom door. Mikey sat on the edge of the bed, having been waiting for you to come home, kicking his feet. He smiled as he held his arms out towards you.

"Welcome home." His hands latched onto your waist as you got closer. You ruffled his short black hair as you grinned back.

"Hi love." You greeted before leaning down, placing a soft kiss to his lips.

Mikey looked up at you, love filling his usually dull, void-like eyes, "I wanna do something."

"What?"

Manjiro pulled away and flopped onto his back, arms spread out.

"I wanna make my angel know how much I worship them," He pointed to his face, "Sit on it, darling."

Manjiro Sano was never one to be defied. So, you quickly got undressed and straddled him. He hooked his strong arms over your thighs, pulling you closer to his awaiting mouth.

He placed a few gentle kisses to your lower lips before his fingers spread you open a little, Manjiro's tongue immediately connecting to your clit. His eyes stayed glued to your face, taking in your every expression.

He looked so handsome. His short hair was fanned out on the bed, his subtle moans as his tongue entered you, taking in every part of you. Your moans, your scent, your taste.

Doing this with you was his favorite thing in the world. Nothing could top pleasing his angel.

#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #tokrev #tokrev smut #tokyo rev smut #tokyo revengers smut #manjiro sano #sano manjiro smut #manjirou x reader #sano manjiro one shot #sano manjiro x reader #sano mikey manjiro #manila mikey #tokrev mikey #mikey x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x you #tokyo revengers x reader smut

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localityghost · 1 year

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how would the tokyo revengers cast do in no nut November

An|| People people! Have you seen the ask? Looks like I gotta get to writing! Also, everyone's aged up so do enjoy! I sort of rushed this post I'm sorry I wanted to make sure I didn't post it on December 1st

Of course Toman's up!

Manjiro Sano

Mikey thought it would be a good idea since everyone else was doing it little did he know that now that he had a significant other it was going to be hard sure you were his girlfriend back then but now heh yeah he was failing for sure

Mikey was deep inside you pressing you over the counter as hips rutted into you shit! It had been two weeks it was only November 11th! But nope Manjiro couldn't hold it in anymore "Mikey please s-slow down!" you pleaded but it fell on deaf ears as he continued pressing kisses against your neck as he licked and bit it causing you to spasm around him eyes rolling to the back of your head as you could no longer think straight from the way he was rutting into like a rabid dog or a lion in heat you were like water and he had been wandering in a desert for far too long he didn't care if you begged him to stop as well as not caring about the way your legs were shaking and threatening to give out yeah it was a rough day that week.

Ken Ryuguji

Sooo...our boy Draken or Ken-chin, our Kenny boy heh heh...he didn't last especially with you and Emma around him 24/7! How could he relax when you two are basically asking for it He and Emma have been crushing on you since they were kids and when you 3 got married it was heaven for Draken from then on. Of course he wanted to prove himself able to survive no nut November but alas he failed on the last week...

Emma just had happened to brush up on him and that was his first straw I mean come on it's Emma! But then on top of that, she fell right on top of you he stared at you both cock aching in his pants he saw how nicely you two looked together the way your breasts pressed together when you were on top of each other and that was the cake that took the frosting for Draken "Bed, now" both you and Emma were confused and boy oh boy! was it an experience. Draken had you bouncing on his cock kissing Emma as he fingered her and of course, he made sure he was giving attention to your puffy clit as well. He then broke the kiss with Emma having you both on all fours for him "Gonna fuck you two so full of my kids" and after that, you were both pregnant looks like Drakens expecting soon!

Mitsuya

GAH DAMN THIS MAN IS FINEEEEE! Mitsuya isn't one to participate in these types of activities but let's just say he did and man oh man was that his mistake

Mitsuya was making clothing as usual for you to model it's November 29th and he was making it strong but god...when you put on that dress it was over. Mitsuya was creating a new fashion line and wanted you to be his model, you were his wife after all, and the way the dress hugged you showing off your curves and clothing your thighs just right was enough to send him "Baby come here for a second? I need to do some readjustments" he said as you walked over humming innocently "So what are the readjustment fo-" you were cut off by Mitusya kissing you passionately as he worked his hands up your dress all the way to your panties "Taka-chan...what about..?" He shushed you kissing your neck as pushed the dress straps down to cup your breasts "That challenge is stupid anyways...need you now" he said licking your neck in that one sensitive spot as he rutted his hips against...ALL WHILE IN HIS WORKSPACE! It's gonna be smelling like you for a bit...

Chifuyu Matsuno

Y'all already know bro! I can definitely see Chifuyu being a switch I'm sorry I just can! Well no more like soft dom Chifuyu he tries to do No Nut November and the poor thing just misses the feel of your plush thighs around him :(

It was a week since he made that stupid bet that he knew he couldn't handle you knew how much he wanted his head to be crushed between your thick thighs and how he wanted to fondle your chest but god! Why would he make such a stupid ass bet?! He knows how you have him pussy drunk every time you offer yourself to him like come on! Chifuyu eventually couldn't do it anymore and found himself between your thighs eating you out and giving you kitten licks as you pushed him down but he kept in place "Just a little longer...just hold on f'me ok?" you nodded whimpering as he received an orgasm from you not wanting to miss a single drop and that was the part where he lost all his senses standing up straight to release his hard cock "Gonna put it in ok?"

Kazutora Hanemiya

KAZU MY BELOVED! He's definitely a thighs guy in fact he loves every part of you from head to toe! ^^

Kazutora only did it because you asked but the poor thing just can't be separated from how soft your skin is and how you give him that cute look when he fucks you raw since he loves the way you feel around him...and he only survived about 3 weeks before you accidentally fell on him one day and just happened to trigger his hard-on...in which he took you in the back and fucked you like he was on some sort of drugs "S-So tight hun...I don't think I could stay away from you for much longer~..." he said in a sweet tone as he rammed you from behind "K-Kazu-!" you try to call out but he quickly shushes you with a kiss as he bites your neck earning a whimper from you "Shhh...Baji will hear us unless..." he chuckled "That's what you want~..."

Baji Keisuke

Baji-Sannnn~! He deserved better but anyways onto my uh *cough cough* grinddddd

Baji thought No Nut November was a dumb thing but you teased him about not wanting to because he couldn't do it which he reprimanded you for saying that and so he vowed he would get through the month his famous last words "Tch...watch you'll be on your knees begging for me to fuck you!" and then in return, he only lasted 2 days...because you were wearing a virgin sweater Emma bought you and modeling it for yourself in the mirror when he walked in on you and soon found yourself pushed up against mirror with Baji's cock deep inside you "Yeah...you like that huh?" he thrusted in you again "Like being my little slut? This cunt belongs to me yeah?" he slapped your ass causing you to moan out "Y-Yes Keisuke~! All yours mmm~...promise!" you only fueled the fire as he forced you to look at your erotic face in the mirror as he made your eyes roll to the back of your head with every thrust of his cock inside you "My little slut~...heh got you going dumb on my cock~!" he said with a laugh slapping your ass again as he started thrusting more violently touching your g-spot but not intentionally as he laughed "Want my kids inside~? I'll definitely fulfill that wish~..."

Sorry, it's short hun! I wanted to get this out for you as soon as possible!

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mytaiyakeylover · 1 year

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i just want to cuddle.

synopsis: all your super clingy and adorable boyfriend wants is for you to give him some attention.

pairing: mikey x gn!reader

a/n: this is my first time writing something on tumblr. i’ve only recently begun to use this platform, but i hope you’ll like this little one-shot🥰

warnings: none, just plain fluff and mikey being his usual overly dramatic self.

word count: 1.1k

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Manjiro sighed, a pout slowly forming on his lips. It had already been four hours. Four goddamn hours and you still haven’t as much as glanced in his direction. He just couldn’t help it. Did you not love him anymore? It sure as hell seemed to be that way considering the amount of time you were willing to spend doing math.

The boy groaned loudly, hoping to get your attention. He then closed his eyes and let out a deep sigh that conveyed his utter agony. Two minutes passed, then five, and finally six.

Manjiro peered at your silent figure through his lashes, his right eyebrow twitching in annoyance at the lack of attention he was receiving. How could you be so indifferent? After all, your boyfriend was lying sprawled on your bed in the same room where you were doing homework, and all you had to do was ask him if he was okay.

The blond puffed out his cheeks and crossed his arms over his chest, glaring at you. Another set of five minutes went by without any progress. You just continued to stare at that stupid, demon-like book, filled with evil spells and, perhaps, even guides on how to steal a gang leader's lover.

“(Y/n)-chan~!” The boy whined, hitting his knuckles against the soft cushion, looking very much like a five year old. You hummed in response, not quite acknowledging him so it seemed.

That’s it. Manjiro couldn't tolerate it anymore. It was seriously starting to get on his nerves. All the blond wanted was for you to come and cuddle him, not lying on this cold and empty bed as some cursed book was stealing all your attention from him. It was about time you made a decision.

Muttering a few curses for having to leave the comfortable bed, he quietly padded towards you, who seemed far too occupied with studies to acknowledge him. Carefully placing his chin atop your shoulder, he wrapped his arms around your waist and peered curiously over the worksheets. Don't get him wrong, he wasn't interested in the content in the slightest. The blond simply wanted to know what could have been so interesting that it made you ignore him for several hours straight.

He nudged your cheek, quite similar to the way a dog would whenever it wanted some attention from its owner. However, his nudge seemed to be a bit more awkward since his nose wasn't as long, causing his forehead to hit you slightly as well. You sighed at his stubbornness, tilting your head slightly to his side to make eye contact.

Manjiro was sporting his famous puppy dog eyes, a look reserved only for you and Ken. He released his grip on your waist and reached for the fabric of your hoodie, giving it a gentle tug. His pout deepened, and his bottom lip jutted out to make his point.

“Jiro~,” now it was your turn to whine. “I'd love to cuddle with you, but you know how important school is to me.” You blinked your eyelashes at him innocently, trying to coax him into waiting just a few more minutes. Manjiro could easily tell by your expression, as well as the lilt in your voice, since it was just slightly more sugar-coated than usual.

The boy shook his head in defiance, refusing to fall for that act again. You literally said the same thing an hour and a half ago. Did school really mean that much more to you than him?

“Forget school (Y/n)-chan,” he huffed, ignoring the appalled look you gave him as those words left his mouth. “Am I not more important?”

Manjiro was looking at you expectantly, eyebrows arched as he awaited your reply. The fact that you took so much time to answer did not deter him whatsoever, as he found the confusion in your pretty (e/c) eyes too adorable to make him angry. You were obviously taking his question very seriously, which you should, as Manjiro himself was not joking around. He did, in fact, want an actual answer from you.

“Of course you are, Jiro,” you spoke softly, eyes tinged with a hint of guilt that made Manjiro’s heart skip a beat. Perhaps you had taken his question a bit too seriously. Your hand went up to cup his cheek, eyebrows furrowing while doing so.

“I just want to achieve a stable future. I'm sorry if I've accidentally neglected you,” you said as the blond leaned into your soft, yet cold palm. He sighed contentedly, despite the coolness of your fingertips against his warm skin. Your hands always seemed to be so cold, even during the hottest days of summer.

A smile soon grazed his lips, onyx eyes twinkling with mischief. He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, peppering it with kisses as his hands once again snaked around your waist. Giggles escaped your lips as the boy suddenly lifted you, forcing a squeak out of you in the process.

Manjiro laughed at your reaction, finding it exceptionally cute. The blonde continued swaying with you back and forth until you both ended up falling onto the mattress. Snickers filled the room, your cheeks equally flushed as if you were completely drunk on each other.

Then he tightened his arms around you slightly. His forehead resting on yours as he held you trapped against the bed. “Jiro, get off, you’re heavy,” you gasped, words mixing with giggles.

“No more school, you got me?” He asked instead, that same pout from before reappearing on his face. Then, the boy repositioned both of you on the bed, laying you down more comfortably beside him. His arms were still securely wrapped around you, preventing any escape.

Manjiro closed his eyes after that, sighing dreamily as he inhaled your heavenly scent. Lips quirked up slightly as he felt your thin nimble fingers stroke his long ash blonde locks. Your angelic voice reached his ears as you started humming some song you had recently heard and grown to love.

As your lovely singing began to fade, Manjiro’s heart finally found a steady pace. For the first time since he had entered your room, did he realize that those four hours were worth the wait. Well, as long as he would get to keep you in his embrace afterwards.

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cowboyjigen · 1 year

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MWUAH! or everyone deserves a kiss

warnings: you already know my soft draken agenda is back bitches, mentions of blood & fights,, it’s tokrev soo, mikey ice cream thief (derogatory), takemichi in desperate need of validation, angst in takemichi’s im sorry, chifuyu in a cat maid outfit (he lost a bet), use of the nickname kitty but reader says it

“you’re hurt.”

“i’m fine.”

“no,” grabbing his face lightly, you pull him to eye level “what happened i thought you and mikey were just going to hang out at his place?”

draken flushed not ready to give up the details of the night. “i’m fine, it was just a little scuffle.”

“you’re covered in blood, ken.” tracing your thumb over the scrape under his eye, he shutters. “let me clean you up.” it takes less force than you thought it would to drag him to the bathroom.

jumping up on the counter, you make quick work of the dried blood and dirt matted onto his face. eventually you hit a spot that hurt a little too much and tears prick his eyes. “oh, i’m sorry kenny. i didn’t mean to hurt you.” your hand falters in its movement.

“it’s okay, i promise.”

“here.” you place a delicate kiss onto the swollen skin and draken finds himself melting under it, “better?”

“much. thank you, love.”

“hey that’s my ice cream!” a semi guilty look crosses mikey’s face as he forces the spoon into his already full mouth, “no fair mikey!”

after swallowing he speaks up, “sorry!” with a giggle he takes another spoonful.

“hmph, that’s not nice manjiro.”

he catches himself stalling for a few seconds, “no! don’t call me that! you’re supposed to call me mikey, you only call me manjiro when you’re angry!” instead of replying you turn your head away and let out a small huff. “you’re mean.”

you look back at mikey, a small pout is on his face. next to his mouth are remains of the stolen ice cream and an idea pops into your head. leaning over the table, you place a kiss to the corner of his lips. he freezes but is quick you recalibrate, “you had ice cream on your face.”

“i’ll just have to steal your ice cream more then.”

he was being beaten to a pulp but still takemichi wouldn’t give up. he just kept getting back up, only to be pushed down again.

“takemichi please stop.” all you could do was watch as he attempted to defend you against the older boys.

“no, i can’t.” he wiped the blood from his nose. his hair was flat against his forehead from the sweat. “need to prove i can protect you.”

the other delinquents laughed at him, kicking him in the chest again. before long they got bored and left. and in the silence of the ally way, sobs filled the air.

“i’m sorry. i’m sorry i couldn’t protect you better.” a quivering takamichi looked up at you from the ground. tears and blood ran together downwards, staining his white shirt and the concrete below.

kneeling down you take his face in your hands, “you’ve don’t enough, i’m proud of you.” sealing the words with a kiss to his head, takemichi breaks down once again. eventually he’ll be fine but for now he just wants to keep you close.

he should have won. he’s pretty sure kazutora rigged it. but here chifuyu is, standing outside his pet shop wearing a maid outfit and cat ears.

stifled laughter comes from his left as he attempts to shield is face. “fuyu? what are you wearing that for?”

looking over he’s met with the faces of you, hinata, and emma. a blush covers his cheeks— he doesn’t think this could get more embarrassing. “lost a bet with kazutora.” he sulks, gesturing lightly to the ears on his head.

“well that’s not exactly how i thought this would go but whatever.” he looks down to the package in your hands, “i brought lunch, i was hoping we could eat together but if you’re busy it’s okay.”

he quickly starts to open the door before ushering you inside and towards the back, leaving the other girls to wander around the store. he throws the ears off his head as he delicately takes the neatly wrapped box from your hands. “thank you for bringing lunch.”

“of course.” the two of you start to enjoy the home cooked meal in silence. eventually you finish and chifuyu no longer has an excuse to avoid his punishment. he solemnly puts the ears back on his head before walking you to the door.

“if it makes you feel better, you look pretty cute.”he blushes again when a quick kiss is placed on his lips. “i’ll see you at home, kitty.”

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may0hah · 1 year

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Tema: Bêbados.

Avisos: pornografia, só isso mesmo, leia por sua conta e risco.

Toman!Mikey x f!leitora

- Porra... - você murmurou ao sentir o dedos finos circulando o seu clitóris. - Mais rápido...

Sua cabeça rodava e a maior parte não era de prazer e sim pela bebida que tinha tomado. Manjirou estava do mesmo jeito, com a cabeça tonta, mas sabia que tinha uma missão a cumprir, que era fazer você gozar no banheiro daquela festa.

Vocês de conheciam bem? Eram amigos de longa data? Não, eram apenas conhecidos que tinham amigos em comum, que não pareciam em combinar em nada e que não sentiam nada um pelo outro. Isso até o mais velho começar a te encarar descaradamente e fixar os olhos nos seus seios enquanto falava com você.

Você não era idiota, percebeu os olhares do loiro e isso a excitou, você adoraria saber qual seria a reação dele se visse seus seios nus, ou se colocasse a mão por debaixo da saia que ele tanto encara.

Sem perder tempo ao ver que seus amigos não estavam por perto, você arrastou o loiro confuso para o banheiro, e juntou os seus lábios ao trancar a porta. O rosto de Manjirou estava vermelho, completamente vermelho, não esperando aquilo de você, mas se entregou ao delicioso sabor da sua boca misturado com as bebidas que tomava.

Você agradeceu ao dono da casa que a pia não era tão alta e era resistente, assim você pode subir facilmente e abrir as pernas para o comandante corado.

- Me faça gozar, Manji.

Manjirou pareceu desnorteado, era a primeira vez que fazia aquilo e você com certeza não sabia sobre isso, então o garoto ficou com vergonha de te contar.

Os dedos trêmulos tocaram suas coxas lisas, você as abriu animada para Mikey, que só ficou ainda mais vermelho ao ver mancha úmida na sua calcinha.

- O que foi? Está nervoso? - pegou a mão direita dele e levou até os lábios dando um beijinho, mas logo depois levou dois dedos até a boca, chupando como se estivesse chupando um pau.

Você estranhou a reação dele e arregalou os olhos na possibilidade dele ser virgem.

- Eu...

- Você nunca fez isso? - ele negou com a cabeça envergonhado. - Me desculpe, eu não sabia!

Ótimo, agora você se sentia péssima de ter trazido ele bêbado, mesmo que você também estivesse, para o banheiro para transarem.

Você tentou fechar as pernas, mas ele no meio impediu.

- Espera, (Nome). - ele se aproximou dando um beijo em seus lábios. - podemos fazer isso.

- Você quer ter a sua primeira vez em um banheiro com uma pessoa que você mal conhece?

- O que importa é que eu estou com você. - lentamente ele desceu a boca até o seu pescoço, e mordeu com força o suficiente para fazer você resmungar e deixar uma marca. - Vai me ensinar, (Apelido)?

Merda...

Você não iria mais perder tempo, levou os dedos molhados dele para a sua buceta pingando, o ajudou a contornar o clitóris sensível. O loiro arfou ao sentir a textura da sua intimidade, não pensando que seria tão boa, naquele momento ele só queria se abaixar e te chupar para senti-la em sua língua.

Logo depois o ajudou a descer até o buraco molhado, e o fez inserir dois dedos de uma vez, indo o mais fundo que ele podia.

- Assim. - corado ele observou o movimento que os seus dedos faziam e o imitou dentro de você.

Você mordeu os lábios pensando em como os dedos dele alcançaram o ponto certo, como se eles fossem feitos para estarem dentro de você.

Seus cabelos caíram para trás quando você inclinou a cabeça, Mikey não perdeu essa oportunidade e voltou a morder como tinha feito anteriormente, ainda continuando com os movimentos rápidos dentro de você, sem nenhum sinal de que iria parar ou que estava cansado.

Porra, a bebida te deixava com tanto tesão, e aparentemente ele também.

Manjirou finalmente parou os momentos, mas isso porque tomou um susto com o toque repentino em seu pau, o ar frio do banheiro bateu contra o membro e o arrepiou inteiro. A ponta vermelha te chamava, parecia querer urgentemente sua boca a chupando e dando prazer a ela. Mas infelizmente na posição e no lugar que estavam não era o melhor momento para fazerem isso. E outra, você não estava com paciência para preliminares.

O puxou pelo pênis completamente duro, tirou os dedos dele de si e os inseriu na boca dele, que fechou os olhos enquanto os lambia, parecendo faminto.

Com a mesma mão o puxou pelo cabelo se aproximando de você para que pudesse beija-lo, deixar vermelho os lábios tão chamativos dos loiro.

Um arfar foi abafado pela sua boca quando você esfregou o membro na sua buceta molhada, o loiro virgem se sentiu ainda mais tonto, pronto para gozar com tão poucos toques.

- Sem perder tempo...

Você encaixou o membro para Mikey e com um único impulso ele chegou até o final. Você não esperava realmente por isso, pensava que ele iria mais devagar, então praticamente gritou ao senti-lo esticando suas paredes rapidamente, atingindo tão fundo quanto ninguém atingiu.

Como se os papéis tivesses sido trocados, Manjirou puxou suas coxas para cima a deixando mais aberta para ele, o loiro se afastou para poder entrar novamente com a mesma velocidade, com ainda mais força que antes.

Você passou os braços em volta do pescoço dele olhando nos fundo dos olhos escuros vendo que algo tinha mudado, que o garoto corado e com vergonha de poucos minutos não estava mais aqui, e que esse comandante da Toman iria arregaçar a sua buceta nesse banheiro até você implorar para ele parar.

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