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hunn1e-bunn1e · 7 months
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Sano Shinichiro - "I Just Love Pathetic Guys"
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In which I've made an imagine about how pathetic Sano Shinichiro is and how I think pathetic guys are actually really freaking hot adorable. I just so happen to have a thing for losers and Shinichiro is probably the hottest loser in both the Tokyo Revengers manga and anime.
                                                                                                   
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Imagine; he's talking to his friends about how he was yet again rejected for the nth the time now. You just so happen to be nearby and overhear his sad announcement; listening to his friends tease him about how he scares women away.
Imagine; you approach them after a few moments, when they've switched topics to something unrelated. You take his hand and write your number on it; only saying "call me sometime" as you wave goodbye and walk away. He'd be too stuck in the shock he felt to stop you and ask your name.
Imagine; you receive a call from an unknown number as soon as you step foot in your house. And when you pick up the phone you're met with his timid voice, asking if you're the person who gave him their number twenty minutes ago.
Imagine; instead of directly answering him, you somehow rope him into describing you and your first interaction. Hearing him trip over his words as he tries to keep his composure over the phone and seem proud an manly.
Imagine; you get him to practically beg you to allow him to take you on a date. You can't help but laugh how pathetic he is and you tell him so, but you 'agree' to go out with him anyway.
Imagine; he tales you out to eat and keeps reassuring you that he'll pay for everything but in the end, he doesn't have enough money, so you end up paying it in full instead. You can see how embarrassed he is and as bad as it makes you seem, damn do you relish in it.
Imagine; that during the rest of the date he somehow embarrasses himself in some way, shape or form. He can't even look you in the eye at this point and he walks at least two feet behind you, unwilling to try and lead you anymore lest he make even more of a fool out of himself.
Imagine; he drives you back to your place on his bike in silence, too scared to say anything just in case he has a slim chance of seeing you again. He stops in front of your place and you get off his bike, immediately turning to your front door. But, instead of going inside, you set the things he bought you down at your doorstep and walk back to him.
Imagine; that instead of letting him get the first word in, you tell him how much of a loser he is. You can see how deeply it affects him by how sad he looks, but you're not done talking.
Imagine; you take a fist full of his hair and yank him down for a kiss, smashing your lips together. You tell him how he's your exact type and how hot he was today. That he had better take you on another date or you'd kick his ass.
Imagine; you go into your home and you can still hear the hum of his bike's engine from outside. He's still sitting in fron of your house in complete shock. That is... until you hear a loud but muffled "Yes!" from outside.
Fuck. How can someone so pathetic be so damn hot at the same time? You couldn't wait until the second date.
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discotenny · 6 months
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Take me back!
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Why is he at your door after he broke up with you just a week ago?
Chifuyu x gn!reader <Christmas showdown aftermath, fluff, 700+ W.C>
Had a strong feminine urge to write sm fuyu fic sorry guys LOLOL. Not beta read, but then again, is it ever? Mentions of the nickname 'angel' if that's important.
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Your ex boyfriend is at your door, with messy hair and frazzled eyes. His bangs stick to his forehead with sweat and his sweater is stained unflatteringly at the pits. Bleeding cuts and mud splotches splatter across him, and there are bruises on his (beautiful) face. But when are there ever not? 
He’s panting, holding up a hand through breaths and gasps, trying to speak but nothing more than coughs come out.
“Rough night?” You say, amused. Knowing him for as long as you had, his heavily winded state and beaten up form could be due to a myriad of different things. 
“Shut up-“ he wheezes out, managing little else. Chifuyu’s hands fall to his knees as he collapses to the foot of your doorstep.
You bend down to meet him, putting a patting hand on his back. Ex-boyfriend or not, he was still your friend. Chifuyu breathes in gasps and gasps of cold, painful air. "Fighting on Christmas? Tsk tsk Matsuno-"
"Don't call me that-" He says, not looking you in the eyes.  
You sigh under your breath, "Huh?" 
"It's Chifuyu- Why is it suddenly Matsuno- h-huh?!" His voice is still shaky as his throat burns with cold. "Even before- I- w-we-" 
"What's this about, Matsuno?" You push away his bangs from his eyes with a frown. 
“Takemitchy’s gotten back with Hina…” He says with a whisper. 
“Oh? Congratulations to them I guess. But I don’t really see what that has to do-” Chifuyu grabs your face suddenly, squishing your cheeks together and bringing your forehead to his. “Wait- Ow- Matsu-” 
His body heat is so warm compared to the snowy weather outside. His breath fans against your nose as you shakily mumble out confusion and questions. Chifuyu’s eyes close tightly as he holds you close, basking in your touch and presence. His breathing settles to a calm pace, meanwhile you grow all the more flustered at his surprise actions. 
“Take me back, please,” Chifuyu's voice is smooth, quiet, and if all of your attention wasn’t on him right now you wouldn’t have heard what he just said.
“Huh?! Matsu-” 
He kneads your cheeks with his thumbs, “I told you- it’s Chifuyu.”
“Still- you can’t expect me to just accept this so easily! In case you forgot,” you take one of his hands into your own, “You broke up with me.” 
“I know- I know I did…” His voice waves with hesitation, lined with regret and guilt from actions past. “But I was stupid. And seeing Takemitchy admit it too made me realize how dumb I was for wanting to break up just to keep you out of all this shit…”
“That’s the reason you broke up with me?!” Your voice rises in anger, and you hold his hand tighter. “You-” 
“Please, angel?” The nickname that slips past his lips makes you stop your words. “I’m sorry. I love you. I’ll never do that to you again.” 
“You…” Your voice wavers, and you can’t tell if the shakiness comes from overwhelming happiness or underlying hesitation.
"Please?" A hopeful tone laces his words.
Lifting back your head from his, Chifuyu’s eyes widen as he braces for the worst. “You’re so stupid!” Your foreheads collide as he lets out a loud whine. 
“Ow! y/n you see I’m injured- what the hell…” He hisses at the contact yet leans into you more, chin falling onto your shoulder with little fanfare. 
“Here’s what’s gonna happen, alright?” You point a finger at his chest and he lets out a questioning hm at the action. “You’re gonna take me out tomorrow to make up for all of this. No fights, no Takemichi, just us.”  
A grin spreads on Chifuyu's face and he tackles you in a hug. Laughter echoes through the air as the two of you fall backwards into your home. “That was always the plan, angel,” he says as he hovers above you. A hand goes to caress your face, brushing a finger just below your eye. “Does this mean I’m Chifuyu again?” 
You laugh in reply, a wonderful sound that spreads throughout the room. “You always were,” somehow, his smile grows wider and he leans down, placing a kiss on your forehead with a chuckle.
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Originally wrote this to be a Mishima fic but changed my mind remembering there's a new ep today FDSKFKA. I love my boy he's so heuewhfwnnffnawfw eaifwajijewfawaeewmef
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lxvebun · 1 year
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overflowing love
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synopsis: just the boys doting on you
content: soft!Hanma/Rindou/Ran x gender neutral reader. fluff. kissing. consensual waking up by kisses. neck kisses. some canon violence but not towards reader. slightly possessive boys. Use of nicknames pretty baby/angel and sweetheart. let me know if I missed anything.
dark blogs, k!nk blogs and ed blogs do not interact. I will knock your teeth in. Its not hard to respect someones boundaries when it comes to this
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୨୧Hanma Shuji
Everyone can see it, the way Shuji softens around you. It's honestly quite funny to see him switch up so quickly once you enter his vicinity. From sitting around with a bored look in his eyes and stern voice throwing around orders (or brutal insults) to physically lighting up, a small smile adorning his face as he makes a grabby hand at you, silently asking you to come into his arms.
"Just need my pretty baby to keep me company, you'll do that for me wont you?" he asks as he pulls you comfortably into his lap, and how could you deny him when his pretty golden eyes are filled with so much love and adoration, while his fingers are tracing heart shapes onto your waist and his lips are pressing soft kisses to your cheek and neck?
It doesn't matter what he was doing before you came in, or who is in the room with him, when Hanma sees you everything else leaves his mind and he's entirely focused on you and your needs. Do you need him? Did you just want to see him? Are you hungry? He can take you out for some food. Do you want to leave? He'll stop the meeting right now!
Some subordinates aren't the biggest fan of Hanma's tendencies when it comes to you, but after what happened the first time someone called him out for it, even going as far to directly insult you about it, no one dares to say anything anymore, or look at you for that measure.
If anyone has a problem with him and his pretty angel and dares to open their mouths about it, that's brave, meet him behind the building and he'll show them exactly why people call him God of Death.
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୨୧Haitani Rindou
Rindou has a staring problem. More specifically a problem with staring at you.  Often you catch him looking at you, chin resting on the palm of his hands, blush on his cheeks and little hearts floating around in his eyes, as if he's admiring and studying a painting.
It's not even something he does on purpose. Of course he enjoys looking at his sweetheart, don't get me wrong, But more often than not it's something he does entirely subconscious.
When some of the other executives are over at his place, be it for a meeting or to hangout, his brain randomly decides that he's done with whatever conversation he was having and instead opts to admire you. Just you being you is far more interesting than whatever Sanzu's brabbeling on about.
He enjoys looking at you what more can I say, and can you blame him? Every time he looks at you, warmth spreads throughout his entire body and he falls in love all over again. Every scar and every mole is absolutely gorgeous to him. The way your eyes reflect the moonlight, the way the sun kisses your skin, god it awakens butterflies in him. If you told him you were an angel send down from heaven to watch over him, he would believe it.
No one holds his heart the way you do. Please, treat it gently.
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୨୧haitani Ran
It's quite impressive how in tune Ran is with your well being. He picks up on the slightest shifts in your moods, the tone of your voice and expressions. If you're feeling even a tiny bit down, rest assured, Ran knows. He has now made it his life's mission to make you show that pretty smile to him again.
You're the love of his life. He wants nothing more than for you to be happy and taken care of and he's taken it upon himself to do just that. As much as Ran likes being taken care of, enjoying trips to the salon for his hair, getting massages after fights, he adores taking care of you. It's soothing for him as well. He brings hellfire down on people every day. There isn't a day that passes by where he doesn't spit out vile threats or use his trusty baton. So knowing you're safe, relaxed and happy because of him makes him feel a bit more humane
Disrupting his beauty sleep so he can prepare breakfast for you and press kisses to your pretty face as to wake you up instead of that god awful alarm? Tiny sacrifices really, but it's completely worth it seeing that sleepy smile of yours as you pat the spot next to you, silently asking him to come back to bed. And who is he to deny you? if anything it gives him the opportunity to hold you in his arms and feed you bites of breakfast( it makes his heart flutter really
Putting cups on the highest shelf in the cupboard so he has a reason to pick you up? Very amusing to him<3(menace)
Whatever problem you're having, Ran will do his best to solve it, no matter how big or small it is. Be it wrapping you in blankets and holding you in his arms as you cry on his shoulder. Or pay a visit to a creep that doesn't quite understand the gates of hell he opened when they made you uncomfortable.
He was put on this earth to love you, he's certain about that and he will go above and beyond to make sure he's doing a good job at it.
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thank you for reading bunnies!<3
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nyxrryl · 1 year
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Legally Blonde Reader x Bonten
Bonten had no idea what they were signing up for when they hired their lawyer, (name) (last name).
of course, the criminals already had a vague idea of what to expect from a lawyer, the typical, uptight, cold and serious demeanour- nicely tailored monocoloured suits where most likely the only pop of colour would be a dark coloured tie, maybe tie clip- safe to say they didn't exactly expect to see their lawyer enter their office for the first time in a bright pink ensemble- a pastel pink button up that had the collar unbuttoned, a hot pink blazer and pink pants, with a pretty pink Prada purse and an alluring, definitely expensive smelling perfume/cologne practically announcing his presence. "oh my gawd hi!! nice to meet you all, i'm (name) (last name), its like so good to meet you all!" he said in a cheery, upbeat voice.
this was definitely not what the Bonten men were expecting, at all.
they also weren't exactly expecting getting called by (name) in the middle of the day
"heyy! so, this is totally awkward but like, i may have done an oopsie, mind helping a guy out? i'm not exactly as experienced in taking out the trash." he said aloud on loudspeaker for all the men to hear, Kakucho raising an eyebrow at this, sure they had gotten to know the lawyer better to the point there's no longer that odd tension between them,--even if it took months and a good amount of lunch breaks being shared between the individuals in order to warm up to the lawyer--but to just help with chores? "you don't know how to take out your own garbage?" "ugh- no silly! i mean a body, i mean, he isn't dead but-" they overhear him kicking what they can only presume to be some poor mans body. "-i think he's unconscious, still- i don't exactly know what to do with him, i mean i restrained him in case he wanted to try something but can you guys pleaaaase just help? pretty pleasee?~" he begged, whining into the phone. meanwhile, the men in the conference room just stare at each other in shock- none of them expected their preppy, cheerful hot pink lawyer to need help on handling a body of all things.
"where are you?" Mikey spoke up, having been silent the entire call but deciding why not lend him a helping hand- the platinum haired man did owe (name) a favour- something he wouldn't admit seeing it happened just out of nowhere when (name) got him taiyaki, claiming it was the last batch of the day and that he owed him, something he would probably shoot the person for suggesting but he made an exception for name- a decision definitely not influenced by the bag full of taiyaki left for him. the rest of Bonten were a little surprised to see Mikey take the initiative but they'd follow his decision.
"oh, right i'm at (location)." "we'll be there in 10." "okay~" and with that (name) hung up and the men went on to get to the location, upon arriving, they found (name) in an alley, one hand on his phone and the other holding what looked like.. a pink taser? adding to that, he had a man under his heel- the man was on the floor and had his arms bound together on his back, where it was bound, (name) was stepping on it. "oh hey guyss, he hasn't woken up- don't worry he's not dead, i don't think so at least- but mind giving a hand please?~" he put his hands together in a pleading manner, turning to the men- "is that a taser?" "yep! its pink too, isn't it cute?~" he grinned and as he said that, the bound man finally regained consciousness- wriggling around to which (name) just stepped on him, clearly hard as the Bonten men swore that they heard a crack from it. "who even is this guy?" "oh, he's just some creep that tried to touch me. don't worry, you can clearly see i handled it, nearly killed him too- i'm glad i didn't though." the smile (name) bore as he replied was somewhat unsettling to the men, of course seeing violence wasn't exactly all that new to them but to see this seemingly innocent man be so cheerily vicious struck them, be it in a good or bad way they couldn't say, they could just admit it was quite the revelation. nonetheless they helped him out, afterwards (name) let out a sigh of relief, "thanks guys, i owe you one. ugh, i need to take a shower after dealing with that piece of rotten garbage." he said as he wiped his hands off.
"well aren't you very cleanly." Kokonoi commented and (name) smiled "of course! i just got my nails done just now, i'd hate for the polish to end up being affected by wastage like him." he showed off his newly done nails, to nobody's surprise they were bright, barbie doll pink. "aren't they cute! oh if only i could get matching nails with (pet's name), that would be adorable!" the men looked at him, confused- "who?" "(pet's name), y'know! my pet, look!" he pulled out his phone and showed them a picture of said pet, sitting in one of his bags. "they're my darling angel, oh how i would love to bring him to stay by my side when doing work but professionalism and all." he sighed as he put his phone away. "i mean, i wouldn't mind if you brought in your pet, as long as it's behaved and all" Kakucho admitted, and before the others could even give their input, (name) beamed at the invitation- "really?! omg i'll be sure to bring them, don't worry they're toilet trained, i myself hate having an eyesore of a litterbox personally." he squealed thinking of his precious baby coming to work with him, what outfit should he give? they HAVE to match, that's a clear rule.
the others would've interjected but how could they? he looked so excited. maybe just one day with a pet in the office would be fine, it'd be bearable for just a day. a single day, that would be all.
okay they may have taken back that comment upon seeing the adorable little (pet), they enjoyed having it around and even would at times take breaks just to pet it cause stress-- give the men a break they work hard. (name) was overjoyed upon seeing the men be so open to having his pet at work. maybe they could let the pet stay other days too, it was nice to have a stress reliever right there, of course, if (name) allowed so after this.
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Hii ‼️
I wanted to send in a suggestion so here!
How would they (mostly kokonoi and ran) react to a reader(GN please) who doesn't like being paid for, being given expensive gifts and wants to give them back each time💀
A/n: I honestly thought I was the only one who doesn't enjoy being spoiled. Sorry this is kinda late, life happened. (Genuinely could not think of anyone else for this so I just did Ran and Koko. Hope you enjoy!)
Warnings: Cursing, Wednesday Addams on opium, short people
Kokonoi Hajime
He low-key thought it was rude when you denied his gift
He cannot possibly understand why you don't want super expensive stuff all the time
You can try to explain it all you want, the dude's clueless
All he knows how to do is spend money on people he loves
He probably had a mini mental breakdown
Dude's stressed
He'd ask what you would like instead of gifts
It'll take him a bit to get used to
He'll still end up getting you gifts every so often because he feels bad
Instead of expensive gifts, he'll get you snacks and shit
He doesn't do it too often because he doesn't wanna stress you out
He accepts it, but he doesn't understand it
Could be worse, 8/10
Ran Haitani
He genuinely felt bad when you told him
It wasn't your fault, he just felt bad for not knowing sooner
He wouldn't beat himself up for it
He'll sit down with you and make a list of what you wanna do instead of expensive gifts
He's definitely more on the physical side
He'll get popcorn and watch a movie with you once a week, along with cuddles
Hugs, kisses, you name it
He'll get you an expensive gift on occasion, but not often
Mostly for birthdays and shit
He'll find pretty rocks and give them to you
He had a rock collection as a kid, prove me wrong
Rocks, shiny little trinkets he finds, he'll get anything remotely shiny for you
Husband material, 11/10
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stffed · 1 year
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funny thing - inui seishu x gn reader
warnings: mentions of cheating
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when you showed up on inupi’s doorstep in tears, he had to let you in. he didn’t ask any questions. instead he silently sat you down in his living room, put on your favourite show, grabbed some snacks and drinks from the kitchen, covered you in blankets from his room, and placed two boxes of tissues on the coffee table.
“i’ve ordered some pizza,” he said as he sat down next to you. inupi wrapped an arm around your shoulders and you cried against him.
your whole body shook as you sobbed and wailed. snot ran from your nose and yet you didn’t care. all you wanted to do (and did) was cry.
and inupi let you do that.
he rubbed loving circles against your back, comforting words leaving his mouth. in all his years of knowing you, he had never seen you cry like this before. it scared him to see you so shaken up. he had to stop himself from clenching his fist. when he figured out who made you cry like this, he wouldn’t let them walk away.
once you cried yourself hoarse and had started taking sips from your drink, inupi asked what had happened.
“the bitch cheated on me. for eight months. and i didn’t know.”
oh. so it was your girlfriend - well, ex-girlfriend now. she should start counting the remaining days she had left.
“it’s not your fault,” said inupi. he moved to sit closer to you, knees pressed up to yours. “don’t blame yourself for something she chose to do.”
“the funny thing is,” your voice shook as you spoke, “that she didn’t want me hanging out with you in case i’d cheat on her. funny, isn’t it?”
inupi’s brows furrowed. he loved you - he had loved you from the minute he had seen you, but he never acted on it, scared that he would lose you. having heard you say that made his heart beat faster.
you leaned against him, your head against his shoulder. out of reflex, inupi put his hand against the side of your head and softly played with your hair. some more tears fell but you stopped yourself from crying again. there was no reason to cry over a cheater.
the two of you sat in silence for a bit. inupi continued playing with your hair as you calmed down. you pulled the blankets around you tighter, enjoying the soft texture.
“would you... would you have?” inupi spoke quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. “cheated on her? with me?”
you were silent, mulling over his question in your head. in reality you didn’t need to: you had known the answer to that question for a while.
“of course.” slowly, and with caution, you said, “i love you. i think i love you more than i ever loved her.”
the doorbell rang. a heavy knock followed it.
inupi let go of you and went to answer it. he returned not even a minute later, pizza boxes in hand. he moved over to the kitchen, you followed after him with his blanket trailing on the floor. if it were any other time he would have chastised you about it (and you fully expected him to do so in an hour’s time).
laid out on the kitchen table was your favourite pizza, next to inupi’s favourite. you sat across from him and started to eat. he watched you eat with a small smile before picking up his own slice of pizza.
“i love you too,” said inupi. he looked at you with nothing but pure love and adoration. “i love you more than you could ever imagine.”
“be my boyfriend then.”
“okay.”
and for the first time since you showed up, he saw you smile. and his heart melted knowing that he had made his partner smile.
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kei-luv · 1 year
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Could I get the prompt "Baby please for the love of God, do not put that in your mouth."? (With Baji please)
It's fine if you don't have time to do it, hope you have a good day!!
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Note: Sure! I'll be more than glad to write this prompt for you:)
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tw: Cussing and Baji being a menace. genre: fluff?/crack reader: gender neutral characters: baji keisuke
word count: 333 writing prompts masterlist
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[Name] would never have expected to return home to find their lover, Keisuke Baji, holding a rather large rat and staring at it intently as the animal squirmed in his grip, attempting to break free.
Without another word, Keisuke brought the rat closer to his mouth as he opened it, [Name]'s eyes widening in disgust as they called out for the ravenette to stop.
"Keisuke, don't do whatever I think you're gonna do." [Name] demanded, their voice firm as Keisuke's eyes trailed to them, his mouth still open, and the rat squirming in his hand.
The two kept eye contact as the raven-haired male brought the animal closer to his mouth, [Name] gave him a warning glare in an attempt to deter him.
"Keisuke." [Name] called out again, reaching over to take the rat from their boyfriend's grasp, only for the male to squint at them as he gripped the animal tighter, a small squeak escaping its mouth.
"Baby please for the love of God, do not put that in your mouth." [Name] whispered, attempting to wrest the rat from Keisuke's clutches, only to be caught off guard when the male placed the rat in his mouth.
[Name] froze, a distraught expression on their face as they stared at Keisuke with wide eyes, the rats tail sticking out of his mouth as he quietly stared at the [h/c] back.
Keisuke's cheeks had taken on the appearance of a squirrel with too many acorns in its mouth. And [Name] would have found the image adorable if it hadn't been for the fact that a rat was in his mouth!
With a deep sigh, [Name] drew their hand back and slapped the back of Keisuke's head as hard as they could, causing the male to spit the animal out as it scurried away and out the door that [Name] had left open.
"Ow! What the hell was that for?!" "Your dumbass put a rat in your mouth! That's what it was for, you idiot!"
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sometimes-romealone · 2 years
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Ofc uwu
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Tenjiku didn't exactly know how they obtained an Omega in their circle but honestly, none of them were complaining.
(Name) was a breath of fresh air, proving themselves very much worthy of being in Tenjiku especially in the battlefield and outside they were still delightful to be around.
"What are you doing?" Izana asked with a raised eyebrow as (name) sat in the common room on Tenjiku headquarters with a round wooden hoop with fabric in it "embroidery"
"Why?"
"It's fun?"
"How so?"
"Well I can make cool stuff with just some fabric, a needle and thread"
(Name) showed Izana their embroidery project, it was a blue jay embroidered halfway "how did you do that?"
"Want me to teach you?"
(Name) didn't know how it happened.
They were showing Izana embroidery when the others came back to the headquarters and asked what they were doing and now they were teaching most of the gang how to embroider "hey (name)! Look!" Hanma said with a shit eating grin as he held up his project to show that he Infact embroidered a dick.
"You know what, you're not half bad an embroidery" (name) said genuinely "good job hanma"
"(Name) look at mine!" Shion said wanting attention from the Omega and soon the other alphas showed (name) their work, feeling a swell of pride when (name) praised them.
In the end (name) turned the projects into pillows for the Alphas only to get them returned "for you nest or whatever" Kakucho said awkwardly and (name) grinned ear to ear "thank you!"
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A Birthday Date With Mikey
SUMMARY: How Mikey spent his birthday with you ♡ WORD COUNT: 1.4k (phew)
WARNINGS: Toman Mikey (lil 15 year old guy lol), semi-suggestive at times, lots of domestic fluff and kisses, mild angst/panicking near the end because apparently I need my angst in every single thing I write for myself.
A/N: Since it is our favorite Mikey’s birthday today (the wording in that I’m-), I thought I’d write a little something (instead of doing my summer homework lol- school starts in a little over a week, I should be doing it-). But anyways! Hope you enjoy! (Can’t believe the guy is turning 32... Lol.) A/N PART 2: This is probably chaotic and OOC but! I wanted to write a fic for Mikey. So yes <3 Also the ending is a mess but I don’t want to change it soooo- yeah. A/N PART 3: Originally posted here
© kazumiwrites - All rights reserved; please do not steal, edit, copy, repost (etc) my work without my express permission.
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Mikey let out a soft yawn, rubbing at his eyes a bit as he answered the door. “[Y/N]...?” He mumbled before he wrapped his arms around you, clinging to you happily.
“Hey, Mikey.” You smiled softly as you wrapped a gentle arm around him, rubbing his back. “Sleepy?” You laughed a little as you pulled away slightly to look at his face. “You really need to get more sleep... Maybe you should have the meetings end earlier.”
“No- A gang needs its meetings to be at night.” He huffed softly at you, dark eyes almost begging for you to understand. 
You rolled your eyes a little. “Yeah, yeah, I get it, Mikey. Now, c’mon, let’s go to your room.” You were probably the one to have remembered his birthday, Mikey himself didn’t think too much of it.
You hummed softly as you held Mikey’s hand, walking to his room. Well, it was mostly full of Shinichiro’s stuff, but... It was nice. You had been friends with Mikey and knew Shinichiro that way... It was comforting to see that his memory still lived on. You then shook your head slightly to clear those thoughts. Today was for Mikey. Though, the birthday boy seemed more asleep than anything.
“Mikey, love...” You gently poked his cheek. “You need to wake up. I have some stuff planned for today; c’mon.” You sat down on the bed, dragging him down beside you. “Would a kiss wake you up?”
That got his attention. He leaned in to you, tilting his head slightly to the side. “Mhm... Lots of kisses.”
You laughed softly before leaning in, peppering gentle kisses over his face before kissing his lips. “Good enough?”
“One more.” You smiled softly before indulging him. 
“Now wake up, c’mon.” You ran a hand through his hair, smoothing it slightly. “I’ll do your hair for you, too, while you try to wake up more.” 
He nodded sleepily before just letting you, which you soon finished (it wasn’t the first time you fixed his hair up for him—and probably wouldn’t be the last).
“There. All done. You can change out of your clothes, can’t you?” You raised a brow as you watched him. “‘Cause we’re going somewhere today.”
“Really?” He blinked up at you, almost like a small child before he grinned playfully. “You sure you don’t wanna see me changing?”
You rolled your eyes with a soft laugh, feeling your cheeks heat up slightly. “I would, but I know that if I do that, we’ll never be able to go out. So shush and go change. I’ll wait outside.” And with that, you walked out.
Mikey quickly got himself dressed, wondering what was going on. Now that he thought about it, you had dressed yourself up a bit differently than usual... More pretty. He shrugged to himself before walking out, rubbing the last bits of sleep from his eyes. “[Y/N]-channnn- where are we going?”
You gave him a smile as you grabbed his hand, almost skipping as you walked out. “You don’t remember what today is?”
That made him pause. What was today...? But before he could think of it any more, you started running, forcing him to run after you. 
He quickly caught up to you, but you just continued to sprint, soon reaching a cafe—one that you knew he liked. “Here we are,” you panted a bit, but soon caught your breath. Your boyfriend, on the other hand, was just as normal; a little run didn’t tire him out.
“Why are we here, though?” He blinked slightly at you.
“Well, if I told you everything, that would ruin the fun.” You blinked back at him before a teasing look flashed in your eyes. “And that would make things boring.” You shrugged slightly before walking inside, grabbing his hand as you did so.
You hummed softly as you ordered two parfaits, a happy smile on your face. Your boyfriend was just confused, but happy to see you happy—and that you had remembered him saying that he loved parfaits here. Last time he went, the cup had been filled completely. And also? It didn’t cost too much, either.
As you got the two parfaits, you nudged him toward a booth. “Go sit.” You followed after him as he sat down, placing the parfait in front of him before sitting down in front of him. 
You watched fondly as he started eating, a content smile on your face as he let out soft exclamations of happiness. It was cute, after all.
After you both had finished eating, you brushed a finger over his nose, getting a bit of cream. “...Anyways. I just wanted to give you something, since it is your birthday, and all.” A faint smile flickered over your lips as you watched his eyes widen. 
“It’s my birthday??”
“Yes, you dumb child,” you laughed softly, poking his cheek. “It’s your birthday. Do you think I would do all this without reason?”
“...Yes. You would.”
“I’m not like you, love.” You shook your head in amusement, before letting out a soft sigh. “I just, wanted to give you this.” You pulled a small box from your pocket, before giving it to him. “I dunno... I just thought we should match.”
Inside the box, there was a small silver bracelet, with both of your initials surrounded by a heart. You watched his reaction, uncertain—was this too much?
Before your thoughts could spiral down, he looked at you with a soft, almost uncertain smile. “I... I love it...” He whispered, glancing down at the bracelet again before sliding it on. He marveled at it. “Must’ve cost a lot...”
“Mhm... But, but, that doesn’t matter as long as you’re happy.” You smiled a little at him, searching his gaze; was he really happy, or trying to placate you?
“I love it. [Y/N], don’t you dare try to think otherwise.” He let out a soft huff before getting up, walking to your side and sitting next to you, giving you a small kiss. 
Your eyes softened as you nodded. “Mkay...”
“Now, put yours on.” He let out a soft grumble as he waited.
“Okay, okay.” You laughed softly as you grabbed yours, putting it on your wrist. “There, happy?” 
He nodded slightly before grabbing your hand, placing a gentle kiss on your bracelet before moving to the palm of your hand, licking it a tiny bit—just enough to make you squeal. A playful glint was in his eyes as you pulled your hand away. 
“Mikey- Ew!” You laughed again, shaking your head. “Don’t do that-”
“We’ve done worse-”
“No we haven’t, stop trying to act like we did something.” You let out a soft huff, shaking your head a little. “And anyways, if we keep on being this loud, we’ll get kicked out.”
“Whatever.”
“Oh hush.” You rolled your eyes a little before leaning in, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek. “Anyways. Happy birthday, Mikey.”
“Mm... Thank you.” He paused for a moment. “..Would you laugh at me if I said that I almost said ‘happy birthday to you too’ to you?”
You let out a soft snort. “Mikey, I-”
“You’re laughing-”
“No I’m not-”
“You are-”
And with that, chaos ensued and you were yelled at/almost kicked out. Though, you had a fun time, and that’s what counts, right?
BONUS:
Hina and Emma were watching over the two of you with a happy smile.
“See, I told [Y/N]-chan that they’d be okay.” Emma shook her head slightly. “Mikey’s head-over-heels in love. They could literally punch him and they’d be fine.”
Hina winced slightly as the memory of her slapping Mikey came up. “Well... I mean, he wouldn’t hurt his friends, and [Y/N]-chan is also a friend...?”
“True, true, but [Y/N]-chan is special. Like, anything is okay.” Emma let out a soft laugh. “C’mon, I got some good pictures... Let’s give them to the guys, yeah?” Her eyes glimmered mischievously.
“Emma-chan, I don’t think that that’s-”
“It’ll be fine, Hina-chan! He won’t do anything, don’t worry.” Emma smiled happily before getting up, grabbing Hina’s hand and skipping away. Thankfully, Mikey didn’t see them go... Though he definitely was confused when people started complimenting his partner that they were “really going for it” and that they “were a good partner for him.” Like- where did that come from? (Someone (probably Mitsuya, Takemichi, or Draken) eventually showed him the pictures of you two... That did not end well-)
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ten-shi-fandoms · 1 year
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3:14 am: "You're reckless. But that's something I love about you."
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Cw: GN reader x Mitsuya, mentions of violence, reader is sorta chaotic, kinda hyper reader,reckless reader, Mitsuya patches reader up, slight makeouts, otherwise just pure fluff/comfort
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A sigh left Mitsuya's lips as knocking could be heard throughout his home. He gently wiped the sleep from his eyes as he looked at the clock near his bedside. The bright numbers pointing out that it was 3:14 in the morning .
Mitsuya sat up his bed, quickly making his way to his apartment door, careful not to make to much noise not wanting to wake Mana or Luna.
As he got closer to the door, he thought about who could be there this early in the morning. As he thought his mind wandered to a certain (h/c) head who was known to show up unexpectedly.
When he opened the door, his thoughts came to a close showing he was correct.
The familiar figure standing outside his home, was covered head to toe with cuts, bruises, blisters and blood. The metallic smell radiating off the individual was strong it made Mitsuya turn his nose in slight disgust.
"Morning Mitusya!" the (h/c) head chirped as they walked closer to the lavender haired male. Mitsuya sighed deeply, a expression of pure concern crossing over his face as he gently grabbed ahold of (Y/N)'s hand tugging them inside, practically dragging them to the bathroom to get cleaned up.
"I'll get you some spare clothes, you have blood all over you. You can take a shower before i bandage you up." Mitsuya's voice was soft and gently as it always was but was laced with a tone the (h/c) head couldn't deceiver.
Mitsuya gently pushed (Y/N) into the bathroom before going off to fetch them some clean, warm clothes. The (h/c) head stood in the tidy bathroom turning to look at themselves in the mirror.
Mitsuya was right. They did have blood all over them. Not only that they looked awful.
Blood ran down from their nose practically painting his lips with a streak of red, knuckles red, busted and bloody, face covered in cuts and scraps, shirt ripped, lip beginning to blister. They looked downright gross. But that was to be expected. They always got into fights with more people than they could count.
It was bound to happen. They were bound to look like this. Before they could think anymore Mitusya walked into the bathroom, handing them a oversized t-shirt and sweatpants.
"You can change into these when your finished" He stated gently, his voice still laced with that weird tone. (Y/N) noticed the way Mitsuya's eyes stayed attached to their wounds before he walked back out leaving them to shower.
After they were finished showering and got changed they walked to Mitsuya who was getting things prepared in the kitchen.
Bandages, alcohol, gauze, the whole nine yards was sitting on the countertop as Mitsuya took one last look over everything making sure it was in order.
"Wow Mitsuya, do I really need that much attention?" the (h/c) head spoke making Mitsuya look at them. He didn't say a word all he did was nod curtly at them as he patted a spot on the countertop.
"Come sit" the (h/c) head spoke no complaints as they complied to the request, hopping onto the counter injuries on full display for Mitsuya.
Mitsuya couldn't help but sigh. Even after the shower the injuries the (h/c) head received were clear as day. There was little blood sure but the wounds looked worst without the blood hiding them.
The cuts on their face were small, their nose bruised blood still threating to slip, lip already blistered, knuckles red, bruised and blister. The previous expression of concern on Mitsuya's face deepened as he begun to clean the wounds.
Mitsuya practically cooed at (Y/N) to calm them down with each whine and hiss they made at the alcohol being applied to their fresh wounds.
Once Mitsuya was finished cleaning, he started bandaging the wounds. Soft hums could be hear from the (h/c) head, while Mitsuya stayed unusually silent.
Everytime (Y/n) had come to Mitsuya's house to get bandaged up the other male would ask questions on what happened, ask him was he okay or simply make small talk but he was just completely silent.
Until said male broke the silence.
"You're reckless" he spoke, his voice lower than usual, his voice filled with concern. (Y/N) glanced at Mitsuya, confused (e/c) eyes locking with concerned and slightly irritated lavender ones.
The expression on Mitsuya's face no longer showed just concerned but also irritation, something the (h/c) head wasn't use to.
Mitsuya had always held such a gentle expression when speaking to (Y/n), never once did he show them any kind other than kindness so this expression of irritation made them realize they messed up.
Before (Y/n) could speek Mitsuya beat them to it, his expression softening a bit. His fingers lingering on their blistered lip.
"You're reckless, but that's something I love about you."
The words Mitsuya uttered, caught (Y/n) of guard. (S/c) skin turning a soft shade of red.
(Y/n) never knew of Mitsuya's feelings towards them, but they weren't unwanted. They always enjoyed Mitsuya's presence more than most, in their eyes he was better than everyone else. He was perfect they loved him but never acted on it. It was secondary thought to say the least.
A small smile graced Mitsuya's face at the stunned almost embarrassed expression on the (h/c) heads face. He chuckled lightly placing a light kiss on their lips before going back to bandaging up their wounds.
(Y/n) blinked a bit, mind blank as they came back to their sense. Their expression happy, a smile growing in their face. They leaned down as Mitsuya wrapped bandages around their hand, his fingers gently lacing around their's.
"Mitsuya more kisses!" they exclaimed, happily bouncing where they sat, the action causing Mitsuya to pause looking up at them, their lips conneting with his almost immediately.
The impatience in their kiss made Mitsuya smile against their lips. Mitsuya leaned up, his hand gently grabbing the back of (Y/n)'s neck tilting their head back as they kissed.
It was a sweet kiss, one filled with love and adoration from Mitsuya, while (Y/n) sucked in all of it.
It was passionate and gentle.
Sweet and full ot love.
It was addicting.
Mitsuya soon pulled away a small smile still lingering on his face as he gently pushed a few strands of hair behind (Y/n)'s ear.
"I love you so much so try to stop being so reckless. You get me all worried when you show up covered in blood."
(Y/n) hummed a bit before breaking out in a big grin.
"Alright! Since you love me no matter what I'll do better just for you! But I can't promise!"
Mistuya's smile widened as he softly wrapped his arms around the (h/c) haired individual, holding them in a gentle embrace.
"Good. I'll be sure to bandage you up if you do."
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wakasaslolipop · 10 months
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Tokyo revengers requests
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I just made this account, so if anyone is willing to send an x-reader request, it'll be appreciated!
I'm only writing tokyo revengers content at the moment
I honestly only made this because of the lack of gender neutral reader content
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Rules for requests
I don't have many rules. This is basically just stuff I'm not comfortable writing, but these may change over time
No nsfw requests
Mainly g/n reader sometimes male or female
No a/b/o (Im sorry I just lowkey hate it and hate writing it)
Nothing along the lines of SA or anything like that, I think that's obvious, but I just want to clarify
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hunn1e-bunn1e · 1 year
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Enter; A Random Thought
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Bare with me please, my brain is weird
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Bonten Sanzu...
Bonten Sanzu with an s/o...
Bonten Sanzu with an s/o who is also a criminal...
Bonten Sanzu with an s/o who's also a criminal and is equally as crazy if not crazier than Sanzu himself...
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Enter; The scenario below...
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S/O thinks Sanzu is taking too long to come home. So what do they do?
Go to Bonten headquarters, kill everyone who tries to prevent them from going into the building further, burst from the elevator to the floor the executives are on, and hold Koko hostage until Sanzu appears.
When he does appear, S/O angrily shoots at him, missing on accident, because he took too long. Sanzu greets them lovingly while dodging numerous bullets and pulls them into a tight restraining hug.
The other executives, who've been there since the first gunshot, watch in confusion and disbelief at the fact that Sanzu hasn't killed S/O yet for obvious reasons.
Sanzu introduces S/O as his significant other while still restraining them and asking them why they're there. S/O replies that they missed him and they didn't want to wait for him to come.
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That's as far as my thoughts went...
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Se Acabó (Izana x GN!Reader Oneshot
A/n: This is a repost from my other account @/tokyo-revengers-writings. (Title translation: It's over)
Warnings: Mental health issues, breakup, slow descent into madness, cursing
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Izana's apartment was quiet, with the exception of the general Yokohama bustle. The home was dark, the only illumination coming from the window in the living room. The whole apartment could pass as abandoned in the state it was in, if not for the man sitting on the couch. Without them, Izana had nothing else to do other than sit and ponder his existence. His brain and heart were decaying. Izana Kurokawa: Yokohama's greatest empty vesstle.
His eyes were vacant, a distant reminder of who he used to be - he was beyond pity from others. He missed every inch of their being, from the way they called him over to how gentle they were with him, no matter how awful he was. He wanted help, he knew deep down he needed help, but Izana couldn't bring himself for help. He was Izana Kurokawa, Yokohama's greatest gang leader! He wasn't weak, help was weak.
He missed them with every ounce of his being, although he knew he could never admit it. Izana kept replaying the scenario in his head; he couldn't help but remind himself of the dispair they left him in. Of course, he knew they were warented. Izana knew how horrible he treated them, but he figured since they always treated him with nothing but gentle pushback and genuine concern that they would be okay.
Wrong.
"I'm sick of your shit, Izana!" They blurted out one day, Izana could never remember what triggered the response.
"What the fuck did I do now?" Izana responded, "Every fucking day, you just keep nagging me! Leave me alone every once in a while, huh?!"
They closed their eyes and took a deep breath, "You want me to leave you alone? Fine, I can leave you alone for a long while if that's what you want outta me."
Izana watched them go into their bedroom and haphazardly shove clothes into a suitcase, tears streaming down their face as they grabbed their precious belongings. He made no effort to stop them, he figured it was a sick joke to make him apologize.
They emerged from the bedroom in a few moments with their bag and walked to the front door. Izana still figured it was a joke to teach him something. He never did realize until it was too late.
They turned around to face Izana for the last time, "Se acabó, Izana. Se acabó."
Those words stuck in Izana's mind for the rest of time, nestling into his head and reminding him every second of every day.
"Se acabó."
"Se acacó.."
"Se acabó..."
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lxvebun · 11 months
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ᥫ᭡ Blanket hog
Fluff! Soft! Hanma x Gn!reader. Hanma is a menace what's new. Not proofread this really was just a word dump. Eng is not my first language i'm sorry for any mistakes<3
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Shuji is a very annoying sleeper. During the day it's always "what's mine is yours doll" :3 and when you're getting ready for bed, you're pulled tightly to his chest and he's pressing gentle kisses to your cheeks and the corners of your mouth. It's all soft touches and sweet airy whispers of affection until his voice inevitably lulls you to sleep<3..... and then nighttime hits. suddenly it's not warm cuddles and sweet kisses, it's shivering in the cold and controlling the urge to whack him with a pillow. This man hogs blankets like it's his life support. Literally rips it out of your grip in his sleep only to comfortably sigh as he cuddles into them. He doesn't even need them, he's a literal walking space heater. You would beat him with your pillow if he didn't look so adorable. Blond and black locks all messy and his cheek smushed against the pillows <3
It's not surprising that even in his sleep he is a menace. But he's a cute menace, so you suppose it's okay. call that pretty privilege.
Don't worry, you won't spend the night cold and shivering while your boyfriend is all warm and comfortable in your shared blanket fort. Although he looks like he's deep into some beautiful dreams that are undoubtedly about you, he senses it immediately when you move out of bed and he's quick to grab your waist and lock you back against him. It does take him a minute for it to register how cold your skin feels against his. Once he does tho, it's immediately wet apologetic kisses being pressed anywhere he can reach and cradling you back under the blankets. He's very close to just burrito wrapping you into them so he can't steal them anymore, but why would he do that? Especially when you so adorably tuck yourself more into him for warmth? When you're cuddling into him in a way that makes it perfect for him to pepper sweet sleepy kisses to your cheek and neck?? No, he truly didn't plan on stealing the blankets really, but as I said, he is a menace round the clock. Can you blame him for enjoying the aftermath?
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imvriix · 2 years
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𝔄𝔩𝔩 𝔉𝔬𝔯 𝔜𝔬𝔲
contains : izana x gn! reader, rindou x gn! reader, ran x gn! reader, chifuyu x gn! reader, baji x gn! reader
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— izana
words of affirmation (recieving), physical touch.
we all know he wouldn't have received a word of genuine praise, so his world would likely light up if he ever truly did. most of the praise he had gotten would be after tenjiku became notorious for it's power and ruthless leader, most of which would have been ignited from fear.
a few words of you telling him that he doesn't need to prove himself to anyone, a few lingering touches and he's wrapped around your finger. he switches up so noticeably around you that its genuinely scary, all of a sudden becoming extremely charming and sweet, which isn't normal or expected of the leader of tenjiku, but thats what your love does to him i suppose.
he truly needs to be given a few loving words and praises, we all know its what he needed this whole time. a person of his own, a person that he knew he wasn't number two to, someone he was able to say was his favourite person and know he was also the favourite of said person without any doubt of himself. a bit of reassurance whenever he's in one of his panics and is overthinking and he wouldn't trade you for anything in the world.
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— rindou
acts of service, quality time
he isn't one for words. he doesn't like using his words to express how he feels much, partly due to embarrassment and partly due to pride.
so what better way than to try help out wherever he can, it's the small things that matter, right? he won't admit it to himself as it's kind of just the way he is. he's a bit awkward with initiating touch as well, even if he desperately wants it. but he's okay with simply watching you from afar, even though he's being a bit dramatic because it's only a few meters and he drags you everywhere with him anyway so he should probably stop reading the romance novels ran has. he's still a big sweetie though.
you'll be minding you business and he's full on staring at you, off in a daydream because of how he feels like he's floating. not many words are exchanged, it's just the two of you enjoying eachothers presence, whether its both of you doing your own thing in the same room, watching something together, whatever it is, as long as you're in eachothers sights it's okay.
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— ran
physical touch, gifts (giving)
he can't keep his hands to himself. it's just impossible and unheard of. whether its lingering touches, full on in your face, or trying to absorb you with how tight and close he holds you, he does it all. he has no boundaries when it comes to physical touch, in public or not.
sometimes it's like hes trying to kill you in the most unsuspicious way possible. you will genuinely be unable to breathe or think clearly while he blankly smiles at you. he doesn't think it's as creepy as you do.
but you love him, even if he likes to cut off your air. you tap his arm, telling him you literally cannot breathe or do anything with him practically attached to you, yet he smiles and pulls you closer somehow. you also keep finding little surprises everywhere at your place. whether theyre flowers, doodles of the two of you together, jewelry, etc. you thought you had a stalker for the longest time and took the strangest precautions because of it. you lay pressed up against ran when you suddenly blurted out, " i think im being stalked by a secret admirer. " he looks at you strangely as you explain and ends up laughing his ass off after you both realised it was him you were talking about.
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— chifuyu
acts of service, receiving gifts
he tries his best, okay? it genuinely makes you upset with how he puts you before him, sometimes acknowledging you before his own needs without realising. he loves you, so he thinks its normal to think of you first. you know it isnt, so you try to return the favour and remind him to take care of himself. he grins and says you dont have to worry and that he'll be alright if he's with you anyway, but you cant help but continue to feel worried.
so what other way to return the favour than to shower him with well deserved gifts, presents and unconditional love? no matter what it is, he ends up cherishing it forever. you picked him a few flowers when you were on your way to his place, thinking they suited him. you handed them to him as he becomes a blushing mess, he puts them in a vase with some water and places them in his room.
the two of you get on with your day as normal, yet when you come back a few months later and notice the rotting flowers you hold your nose, asking why he kept them. he really does keep the things you give him with pride.
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— baji
physical touch, quality time
also cannot keep his hands to himself. although it isnt to extent of ran, he mostly does it when he becomes jealous or possessive, which is a lot. he gets jealous too easily and doesnt care about showing it, because he will. if someone interrupts your time together, they've automatically lost half of their teeth and have permanently broken their limbs the moment they even thought it was a good idea to walk up to the two of you and pester you.
he doesnt care who it is you're talking to, girl, guy, animal, whatever. he wants all of your attention and doesn't think anyone else besides him is worthy of you or your attention for that matter.
he gets way too pouty and whiny when you talk to someone that isn't him, even if your doing something that just doesn't involve him, he gets moody.
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Sleep (Izana x GN!Reader)
A/n: I often see writers write like this headcanon-oneshot hybrid style (more os than hc), so I figured I'd give it a try with this thought that has been plaguing my mind. Legit, I wrote this in an attempt to get me to stop thinking about it. (Yes, I know this is a pt. 2, get off my dick) And yes, there is a bit of Filipino because I'm learning and proud. Don't know if my writing's good, it's having a moment rn.
Warnings: Sickness, cursing
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A few hours after Izana left to go to a Tenjiku meeting, Kakucho called you
"You should get down here. Quickly, preferably."
He didn't tell you much more, just that it was about Izana; he seemed rushed
It was strange; he seemed perfectly fine this morning
You drove to Tenjiku's meeting place, where all the lower levels were gone and it was just the executives and heavenly kings
Ran led you to Izana, who was sitting in a chair, clutching his abdomen and curling into himself. He was pale and sweating bullets
Kakucho, Rindou, and Shion were around Izana.
Mochi, Mucho, Kisaki, Koko and Hanma stood back, almost not trusting themselves to go near Izana
Kakucho holding his hand and gently rubbing his back
Rindou was talking to Izana to soothe him, "Hey, it's alright, man. Take it easy, relax."
Shion was holding his other hand while grasping a water bottle for Izana.
If Izana was letting Shion five feet near him, there was an issue.
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"Kakucho," I put my hand on his shoulder, "What the hell happened?"
"He just started feeling really bad in the middle of the meeting," Kaku shrugged, "I'm not sure of the details; I had the Haitanis bring him into the back to chill."
"Ran! Get over here!" I yelled.
"Yes?"
I nudged his shoulder, "Tell me what happened with Izana."
"He didn't seem well and Kakucho told Rindou and me to take him into the back," Ran looked around worriedly, "He was complaining about pain, I couldn't really decipher half of it. He was completely out of it."
I crouched next to Rin and gently tapped Izana's clammy cheek, "You alright, Mahal?"
He looked up a bit, his eyes bloodshot, "'m fine..."
RIndou looked at me, "No matter how many times any of us ask, that's our answer."
"Because it's true..." Izana answered, his voice hardly audible.
"Want me to take you home, 'Zana?"
There was little protest on Izana's end, even as Kakucho carried him to the car. The reason was probably that he was barely conscious. Ran and Rindou exchanged worried looks.
"I can come by later," Kakucho said after closing the passenger's side door, "Help you out a bit."
I nodded, "That would help both of us."
I said my goodbyes to everyone before getting in the driver's seat and setting off for home. It was clear Izana was trying to stay conscious, struggling to keep his eyes open.
"Izana?"
He turned, "Hm...?"
"Now that we're alone, are you gonna tell me how you're feeling?"
Izana shut his eyes tightly, "It hurts... Everything hurts..."
I reached over and put my hand on his forehead. He was warm, but nothing to be overly scared about. He flinched away but relaxed soon enough.
"When'd you start feeling like this, Mahal?"
"No clue... felt kinda off this morning..." His words were slurred, and it was clear he wasn't... all the way there.
"Go into the console and grab some ibuprofen for now, that way you can go straight to bed when you get home."
Izana groaned, opening the console and taking two ibuprofen tablets before setting it back in the console. He leaned back in his seat and shut his eyes tightly, a bit of color returning to his face.
"Think you can walk in?" I asked as I parked the car in the parking lot.
Izana scoffed, "I'm not a fucking child..."
I forgave Izana's rudeness; he was always rude, ill or otherwise. He stepped out of the car and clung to the outside for dear life as he took small, shaky steps.
"Nuh-uh, we're not doing this," I came beside him, "Put your arms around my neck."
"I said I got it!" Izana hissed before tripping over his feet.
"Mhm, you were saying?"
"Shut up," Izana put his arms around my neck and allowed me to carry him up to his apartment.
I set him down gently on the couch, fetching him several extra pillows, blankets, ice packs, and anything else Izana wished for. I felt bad for him; he clearly felt like shit, and he had been through enough already.
"Don't leave..." Izana muttered sleepily, "Stay here..."
I clutched his clammy hand, "Just relax and go to sleep, I'm not gonna leave."
He was out like a candle during a windstorm, sleeping relatively peacefully. I kept my word, sitting beside him clutching his hand whilst he slept. More color returned to his face, yet he still looked awful.
There was a knock at the door.
I let go of Izana's hand and opened the door for Kakucho. He looked over the room quickly before setting a bag of stuff down.
"I wasn't sure what he needed, so I just got everything." Kakucho muttered, motioning to the bag, "There's more in Koko's car if you could help me get that."
"You're such a great friend, Kaku." I followed him downstairs to Koko's car, which I am sure he did not steal.
"How's Izana doing?"
I tucked my hands in my pockets, "I managed to get him to sleep."
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