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kissesforsatoru · 7 months

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PROTECTIVE MODE ON YAN FIC of yan Izana, yan Ran, and Yan Kazu who were sent to jail ofc and find out that you been getting targeted from other gangs and been getting jump, mug, threatened, assult- maybe the before where they were in jail and seeing sent photos or words were being passed and then after they get out seeing you at the hospital very badly injured and going after the gang themselves

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IZANA, RAN, KAKUCHO x GN! READER (separate)

₊˚⌗ izana, ran, and kaku finding out their darling is being harassed while they're locked away in jail.

⤷ cw : general yandere themes, light descriptions of injury, pet names (angel, baby, sweetheart; izana, kakucho).

notes : sorry this took so long guys, i got stuck on ran's section 😭

izana would be pissed if he found out someone was fucking with his darling while he was locked up. he thinks it's pussy to mess with him while he 'can't do anything' about it. if someone has a problem with him, they should come to him directly and fight him, not get his poor little darling involved while he's not there to protect them. izana has ways to get his revenge though, even while he's locked up. he has informants, people to rough up anyone that touches his darling until he gets out—and when he does, he will find them, and they pay for touching his darling.

"missed you, angel," izana hums into your neck, his arms squeezing tighter around your body. you visited him a lot while he was in jail, but it's been so long since he's gotten to hold you in his arms like this; he can't help but want you closer, closer, closer—especially knowing that someone has been hurting you.

he feels content with you, but it's only for a few seconds before he kicks back into his usual cold, ruthless self—his gang leader self. before he can allow himself any more time to hold you, and kiss you, and do whatever else he wants to do with you, he has to deal with the bastards that dared to hurt you.

"so, you gonna tell me who's been messing with you while i wasn't around, hm?" he asks, pulling out of your neck to look at you. his eyes are void and intense as always, sending a shiver of fear down your spine, and the sweet, lulling tone of voice he took with you just a second ago is now gone, replaced with something a little more dangerous, more demanding.

izana already knows who did it; five guys belonging to a gang that got on izana's nerves, thinking they were better when they were nothing but a bunch of mindless idiots full of themselves. of course, guys like that would go after someone weaker than them, someone easy—it's bullshit. izana wants to hear it from you who did it though because not once while he was locked up did you tell him you were being harassed; he had to find out from his informants, so this is your 'punishment'.

"i'm not fucking around, y/n. tell me who hurt you," he snaps when you don't answer him for a while. his fingers dig into your shoulders almost painfully, urging you to just tell him already. he doesn't have the patience to be playing games with you right now.

"i don't- i don't know their names, but they said they were from, uh- a gang called the serpents," you blurt out, not wanting to piss him off further, especially after he just got out of jail, and you finally get to be with him again. izana grunts but relents and lets your shoulders.

"go back home, baby, i have shit to deal with right now. i'll come back to you in a few hours, yeah?" he doesn't give you time to respond before he walks off. you know where he's going, and as much as you don't like the idea of him getting right back into gang business after getting out of jail, you don't try to stop him.

kakucho's first priority is you. before he even thinks about killing the bastards who dared to touch you, and he does eventually, he has to make sure that you're okay. your safety and well-being are always going to be his first priority. and depending on in what way and how badly they hurt you is what determines the severity of what he does to the guys who were messing with you.

the first thing kakucho does when he gets out of jail is go straight to see you. he's excited, a little giddy at finally getting to be with you again without the annoying and prying eyes of the guards, but kakucho is mostly worried. you suddenly stopped visiting him in jail a few months ago, making up bullshit excuses for it on the phone, so he asked one of the gang members who didn't get busted what's been going on with you, only to find out some guys have been fucking around with you.

if you didn't want to tell him about it, let alone let him see you, it must be bad. bad enough to leave you with visible injuries, surely, but he has no idea what kind of injuries you could possibly have. as bad as it may sound, he's hoping it's nothing more than bruises and little cuts. anything else and he might just lose any semblance of control when approaching the situation.

when you finally open the door for him, kakucho steps into your space and gently grabs you, look you over and searching for any injuries you may have. you have a cast on your wrist, and an array of fading bruises littered on your arms and legs--no doubt in other, more hidden places as well. at least they're faded, meaning those bastards probably haven't done anything in a while. not anything physical at least.

he curses while pulling you into his arms, hugging you tightly while also making sure not to hurt you. "why didn't you tell me, sweetheart? i have ways to handle things like this, you know? even when i'm in jail." he sounds like he's about to cry, and that make your stomach fill with regret as you hug him back.

"i knew you would be worried. i didn't want to stress you out any more than you already were," you explain to him, but now that it's coming out of your mouth, you realize that maybe not telling him and avoiding has made him worried about you even more. that much is obvious with how he's holding you, refusing to let you go even as you try to pull away.

"of course, i'm going to be worried about you! shit, y/n—" he stops mid-sentence, clearly a little bit overwhelmed at the moment. you don't say a thing and just wait for him to calm down and vent all his frustrations to you. it's the least you can do after causing him so much turmoil.

"i can't lose you too," he finally whispers. he pulls away from the hug and looks at you, his expression serious, yet tinged with worry and sadness. you feel another pang of guilt and you pull him back into the hug, as if to reassure him with the action. he hugs you back just as tight and the two of you stand there for a while, wrapped up in each other's arms.

ran doesn't take the situation as seriously as the other two, at least not in front of you. of course, he cares, he's worried, and he wants the bastards to pay, but he doesn't necessarily show it at first. ran will try to remain calm for your sake, to not freak you out with his anger because lord knows how aggressive he gets in fights, and how deeply he cares about you, too. even as he's interrogating you, ran tries to keep his cool, but he can only play it off for so long before he starts to get riled up at the prospect of some guys roughing you up.

"ran, some guys have been harassing me while you were in jail," you tell him randomly, unable to keep it from him any longer, especially now that he's out of jail. he just looks at you, that usual smirk of his on his lips, and he leans back against your couch, making himself comfortable.

"yeah? i already know. want me to do something about it?" he asks as if it's not that big of a deal to him, like it's just something that happens, which- to be fair, you know he probably expected this. ran pisses a lot of people off, makes a lot of guys want to get back at him, and you're an easy target to them, you guess. but still, his lack of concern or care for your well-being is a little bit surprising to you, maybe even a bit upsetting too. you expected at least a serious expression instead of that damn smirk, but then again, this is ran.

"no, just wanted to tell you." you shrug and sit down next to him, leaning your head on his shoulder. ran doesn't respond; instead, he wraps his arm around you and pulls you closer to him while he pulls out his phone with his other hand. you pay him no mind and go on your own phone, assuming the conversation is over with, at least until a few minutes later when he locks his phone and shoves it back in his pocket.

"who'd you say these guys were again? and what exactly did they do?" he asks, and you feel a little smile make its way onto your lips—he cares. you wouldn't lie and say his little display of nonchalance made you doubt he actually cared for you, even if it was only a little bit.

"those guys you fought because they kept messing around on izana's territory. and they just roughed me up a bit, pushed me around and called me– some things.” you say, shifting to sit up and look at him. his thumb rubs along your waist lightly as he tilts his head in thought, seemingly trying to remember who you're talking about. after a few seconds, he looks at you, humming.

"mm... rin and i will take care of them. you didn't think i'd let shit like that slide, did you? nobody touches you without consequences, you know that," he reprimands your little slip of trust in him, but he doesn't seem to really take it to heart—that smirk back on his lips. it is his fault for acting so carelessly, so he won't blame you. he gently kisses your forehead before standing up and heading out the door, intent on doing what he told you he would.

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married-to-google-translater · 19 days

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Yandere Ran Haitani fluffy headcanon

Ran's affection would change as the relationship progressed.

Just like his "love".

It would start innocently at first.

It would be fun with Ran.

His hugs would be soft.

And the kisses are sweet.

There would be something to own in the beginning.

But this would be hard to notice.

However, Ran's feelings darken quickly.

Suddenly PDA would be mandatory.

Ran wouldn't want to let go of you either… Literally.

His hand would almost always be on your waist or shoulder when you are out in public

Ran's kisses also become much more possessive and passionate.

It feels like Ran can't get enough of you.

Love bites are also a thing.

Btw Ran is often a big spoon.

And you get a lot more attention after being kidnapped…

Maybe because you can't go anywhere XD

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goddessofwidsom · 3 months

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You would have never thought to fall in love with a killer a villain a yukuza but your stupid innocent naive mind was tricked you was dolled up in a house staring at a wall tired already from the same word’s being recited to you over and over again a sickening tone “I love you” sometimes you wish you would jump off a building and rot in hell

You should have noticed no picked up on the weird signs and him coming from work late covered in a almost unnoticeable red substance no you lied to yourself your love for him blinding you whenever you overheard the news about Bonten you looked in the opposite direction switching channels

You should have looked at the tattoo on his neck as clear as day you shouldn’t have went to that club but the allure of letting loose was to much when you met him it went to smooth and then you were here depressed no you didn’t want makeup sex if it even could be called that

He would undress you and simply fuck you against your will saying you loved it why are you crying and lying to yourself and it’s all your fault just to mockingly laugh in your face oh you were over it his thought’s weren’t your’s he would bring up last night and past tense’s

Lay your father and mother head in-front of you reminding what’s gonna happen if you disobey saying your lucky it wasn’t your brother or sister next the sound of a door knob twisting made you shake in fear nothing was yours anymore if only he hadn’t took a interest in you if only you didn’t fall in his grasp

But your trance staring at that wall was interrupted by loud steps sometimes you wish you were air invisible and could simply disappear but you are human visible and his

#tokyo rev x reader #tokyo reveng #toyko revengers #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere bonten x reader #yandere mikey x reader #yandere sanzu x reader #yandere ran x reader #yandere rindou x reader #yandere executives x readef #wrote this on a whim #i wrote it on a whim #izana #brothers haitani #18+ content

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lacedupforyou · 1 year

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The Twins

Yandere! Haitani Brothers,

You, a student in shibuya moving to study in roppongi. Saying goodbye to your friends, leaving everything behind.

Things in roppongi seemed boring, You never had courage to talk to people so you threw yourself into books and your studies. Which worked out well for you. Until your parents had noticed your lack of the outdoors, They nagged you to go to the Azabu festival and enjoy the world around you, You agreed to go knowing you will only be bored but decided to enjoy it.

The festival was loud and bright. Way too crowded but you were enjoying yourself! The food was incredible you felt so sleepy and going into a food coma! As you nibbled your snack you noticed people parting ways for some guys. You parted but noticed some men with long hair leading them. As you stood unbothered looking at the men and staring at the two leading the group one of them, The one with glasses looked back on you, His expression changed from one of Pride to surprise, You wiped some crumbs off your face and smiled at him, not wanting to get into any trouble. You continued to enjoy the festival and felt amazing afterwards.

As the festival has ended you chewed on some dango and started to walk home, Your shoes getting uncomfortable. As you walked you noticed a detour and decided to take it.

After hours of walking around looking for your way home you sighed, Your phone was dead and everything foggy and dark. Almost Eerily So. You walked through a tight alleyway until suddenly you felt a tug on your hair. A tall man with shaved hair scowled "So you're the bitch who thought you could look at THE Rindou Haitani!" That name sounded a little familiar with you. But fear washed over you this man could do anything!

"Sir I don't know you, I don't mean any harm-! If you want money I haven't got much left- I-!" Two men approached him from behind and you shut your eyes tight afraid of a harsher beating. But the hand in your hair flew from your head. Everything felt dizzy. You heard grunts and the sounds of violence. You slowly open your eyes to see the men from the festival standing in front of you, They seem to almost be examining you.. You look to see the other man bloody and bruised not moving.

"I- Uh-.. Thank you.! I appreciate all that- It's super late.. and I.!" "Are you L/N Y/N.?" The tallest one asks

You step back in fear How did these men know that.. The familiar sense killing you with anticipation. You shake your head yes and their eyes widen. You seem just as frozen as they have become!

You break the silence. "I'm sorry..I don't know or remember you two, Have I done something wrong?"

The smallest of them wraps his arm around you one hand around your back the other behind your head gripping your hair. You jump in surprise.

"You're Y/N. You helped us a while ago. We were in Shibuya and you had given us directions. But you walked us there. You seemed so happy and you were so lively. We wanted to see you again but you're in roppongi now."

"Oh-! That's it! You two seemed so familiar! It's nice to see both of you again, I'm in Roppongi now.. I'd be happy to see you two again.! I have to go home now..But here!" You take out a pen you had won at the festival and take Rindou's hand and write down your number. You notice a blush across his features and giggle. "Feel free to call me!"

You walk off happy to see the familiar faces. and make some new friend in Roppongi!

Ran and Rindou face back to the new blinking man who dared to touch the strands of your hair. "Piece of shit, Let's make sure you don't even look at her again.."

"A body was found in an alleyway completely burned and beaten there are no suspects or witnesses seen."

(Part 2..? Request it!)

#yandere tokyo rev #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere x reader #yandere haitani brothers #yandere ran haitani #yandere ran x reader #yandere rindou haitani #yandere rindou x reader

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buccini555 · 1 year

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𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐬 - 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭.𝟏

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Sanzu Haruchiyo, Manjiro Sano and Kokonoi Hajime.

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞: Dating

𝐓𝐖: Obsession, excessive jealousy, persecution, emotional dependence, threats, mention of su!cide/hom!cide, drug use, dom/sub, masochism, overprotection, toxic relationships, fetishes. I think it's over?

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞: Don't read it if you're sensitive, sweetie.

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨

Sanzu is basically a professional stalker, he can easily get a lot of information and use it in any way he wants. In addition to that fact, he would definitely chase you everywhere, he knows exactly where you go and always tries to find a way to be around.

He is a completely sadistic person, he really enjoys being hurt/in some kind of pain, even though most of the time he is simply high on all kinds of different drugs. He has a certain "fear" of hurting you, so he controls himself absurdly so as not to do anything that will hurt you, despite the fact that he thinks a lot about doing such an act.

His jealousy is uncontrollable, he can't stand the idea of someone being close to you or having any kind of contact. As a warning to the person who had the courage to get close to you, he would make several threats, but if the poor person continued to insist on having his attention, he simply wouldn't hesitate to kill him in the cruelest way possible.

If you tried to break up with him, he would just freak out, not accept it at all and beg you not to leave him. If you kept insisting on the idea of breaking up, he would keep chasing you, it's basically impossible to "get rid" of him.

He is totally obsessed with you, having multiple pictures of you around his room, keeping in mind everything he knows and has discovered about you, he knows your deepest secrets and can easily use this to manipulate you.

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

He would be extremely overprotective and jealous, he would definitely disappear with anyone who got close to you, in addition, if someone dared to touch a strand of your hair, he would not hesitate to kill the person.

He is manipulative and always hides the fact that he commits various crimes for fear of you leaving him, Manjiro is totally dependent on your love, without you his life simply does not make sense and he sees no reason to live it.

He is totally submissive, accepts all possible orders, but sometimes when he doesn't have a "good day" or is in a bad mood, he just becomes extremely aggressive, so he won't be afraid of hurting you, he just will. love squeezing your neck and humiliating you. He always pretends that he regrets it the next day, but in fact he takes great pleasure in doing this to take out his anger.

If you tried to break up with him, he would threaten to kill himself and would certainly make the biggest scandal. If you continued with the idea of breaking up with him, Manjiro would simply put the idea that you fell in love with someone else in your head and would threaten the "person" you made up in your mind in every way possible. He would beg and humiliate you not to leave him, chasing you until he had your love and attention again.

𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞

He would pay high amounts for people to watch over you, he wants to make sure that no one gets close to you or does you any harm, in addition, he wants to prevent you from changing him for someone else.

His jealousy would be uncontrollable, he would rather die than see you with someone else, every time he sees you talking to someone else he simply feels like ending her life, because you belong only to him. Koko basically sees you as property, the most important thing he has, so he hates the thought of you leaving and losing you.

He is obsessed with the idea that you "belong" to him, Koko will do anything for your love, he is madly in love with you, but is very afraid that you will end up finding out how he gets all the money he has, so he constantly manipulates you to you don't find out the truth.

If you tried to break up with him, Koko would be heartbroken, almost inconsolable, he would offer you money to stay with him, no matter the amount, he just wants you to stay by his side. Despite "loving" you, he would threaten you if you decided to leave him because he would never accept that.

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seijorhi · 2 years

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Asymmetry

an anonymous commission <;33

Haitani Ran x female reader x Haitani Rindou

wc 3.8k

tw infidelity(ish?), yandere vibes, implied violence, toxic relationships

The idea of soulmates sounds so lovely in your head.

The name that graces the skin of your forearm is supposed to be a gift. A blessing bestowed on the few; a partner born to love them in a way nobody else could ever hope to match.

That’s certainly how it was for your grandparents, for the sweet couple who live down the hall from you.

A shame then, that your reality is far less rose tinted.

—

The woman behind the counter doesn’t ask any questions when you arrive ten minutes early, cash in hand and a nervous expression on your face.

“There’s no undoing this once it’s done,” she tells you, leading you out into the dingy back parlour, complete with yellowed, flickering fluorescents overhead. “And it’s gonna hurt like a bitch.”

Undeterred, you nod. “I know.”

There’s a lone seat in the centre of the room, an old school style barber’s chair, covered in worn red leather and stretched out into a reclining position. Not for ease of access or to make you more comfortable during the procedure, but because once she injects the serum into your arm, the pain’s more than likely going to cause you to pass out.

At least, that’s what you’d read.

No one bothered to sugar coat this. The process of removing one’s soulmate mark isn’t to be taken lightly – the few genuine articles you’d managed to scrounge up had painted a grim picture. You’re ripping away a piece of yourself, obliterating a bond you were born with, or at least any visible sign of it; of course it’s going to hurt.

It’ll be agony.

Jerking her chin towards the seat and watching you awkwardly clamber on up, the woman sighs, “You know, if this is all ‘cause you and the boyfriend had a big, blowout fight–”

“It’s not,” you hasten to assure her, though you doubt she genuinely cares one way or the other. More likely, she just doesn’t want you coming back and complaining if in two weeks you suddenly decide you’re blissfully in love again.

Fat chance of that happening.

—

You sent him a message once.

Late at night, at your best friend’s giggling insistence. It was only a line or two, a tentative hand reached out across the internet.

I know this is kinda out of the blue, but I think you might be my soulmate?

If he ever saw it, he didn’t bother to reply.

—

“Holy fuck, you’re Rin’s girl!”

The delighted cackle doesn’t put your heart at ease, nor do the fingers tightly gripping your wrist, wrenching it back at an awkward angle to get a better look.

“W-what?”

In your defence, nothing about this situation makes much sense.

Your date is lying hunched over and moaning on the pavement, having made the mistake of accidentally knocking into the tattooed blond currently cutting off circulation in your arm as the two of you were exiting your train.

And you’re sure that he’d been about to hit you too, a wild look in his eyes as he’d whirled – only to stop dead in his tracks at the sight of your forearm. Or, more specifically, the shimmering letters of the name etched into said forearm.

Haitani Rindou.

“The fuck you doing with this asshole?” he laughs, easing his grip only when a small, discomforted noise escapes you. That amusement, however, fades when he regards your date once more, “You blind or something? Messing ‘round with a taken woman – one who’s got a damn soulmate at that? You that fuckin’ desperate to get your dick wet?”

Another vicious kick to his midsection, and your date grunts while you watch on in mute horror.

The blond spits on him for good measure, turning back to face you with a wide grin. “Ignore him. Name’s Madarame, you wanna come meet your soulmate?”

In hindsight, the massive red flags there should’ve been your first sign to run.

You hadn’t, though. Partially because the arm Madarame slung over your shoulder gave you very little choice in the matter, but mostly because despite everything, you couldn’t deny that there was a part of you that wanted this.

How could you not?

It occurs to you, as the blond leads you through the streets of Shinjuku, that there’s every chance he’s lying, that you’ve essentially followed a violent, quite possibly unhinged delinquent off to god knows where, and if you end up dead in an alleyway tonight you’ll only have yourself and your stupid romantic idealism to blame.

Thankfully, though, the two of you arrive at a neon lit bar near Kabukicho. Apprehension flutters in your stomach, a potent mix of fear and excitement, and it must show on your face because Madarame winks, holding the door open for you. “Ladies first.”

You’ve dreamed of meeting your Rindou a hundred times before, thousands. Of meet cutes where you’d stumble over each other in a coffee shop, or on a night out dancing with your friends. Maybe he’d track you down somehow, and you’d find him nervously waiting for you out the front of your work one afternoon, flowers in hand.

The specifics were always up in the air, ever changing. The one thing that remained a constant was that you’d recognize him the moment you saw him. You’d just know.

And you do. Sitting in a booth towards the back of the bar, nursing a glass of clear amber liquid, violet eyes meet yours and you physically feel the pleasant zing of electricity that shoots through you as your heart skips a beat.

It’s as if the rest of the world falls away. You’re not sure if you’re even breathing, standing there, softly gaping at your soulmate from across the room. Doesn’t matter, you don’t need oxygen.

You don’t need anything.

He’s… beautiful. There’s no other word for it. Hooded, violet eyes with long, fair eyelashes that sweep along his cheekbones. His jaw’s sharp, lips a soft cupid's bow. Even his hair – blond streaked with pale blue, carelessly pulled back into a bun – isn’t as jarring as it should be. It suits him.

So swept up in the moment, you fail to notice the long legged, dark haired beauty who saunters across the floor and settles into the booth beside him. Until painted red lips press against his jaw in a sultry kiss, that is, her hand slipping beneath the table to stroke at his thigh.

“Rin, baby, I’m bored,” she pouts.

Your stomach flips, the bright smile that’d appeared unbeknownst to you freezing upon your visage.

“Aren’tcha gonna go say hi?” Madarame snickers, giving you a little push that has you stumbling awkwardly forward.

People are staring now. Your mouth opens, then closes, cheeks burning as you glance between the two of them.

You need to do something – move, leave, speak; anything – and yet the longer you stand there under the weight of that bored gaze, the more you flounder.

Rationally, you know you have no right to the hurt that tightens in your chest at the sight of another girl pawing at him. You don’t own him anymore than he owns you, soulmates or not you’re still strangers, and you can hardly criticise him for doing something you yourself were guilty of.

You know all that, and it doesn’t lessen the sting any.

“Shion, don’t be rude,” a new voice interrupts. Dragging your eyes from your soulmate, you notice a taller man with braids approaching, a grin tugging at familiar looking features.

Rindou’s brother, you guess, judging from those startling, violet eyes boring into you.

“It’s not every day we get to meet Rin’s lovely little soulmate.”

You think it might have been better if someone just came up and slapped you across the face instead.

He… knows who you are? Which would mean that–

Jerking your head back to Rindou and the woman (his girlfriend? Lover? Fling?) you don’t know what you’re expecting to see. Cold apathy, however, isn’t it.

“I–” you begin, unsure of what exactly it is that you’re trying to say.

In the end, it makes no difference. He’s already turning his attention back to the girl to mumble something in her ear that has her giggling, brushing you off without so much as a word.

As if you’re nothing.

Something within your heart cracks, jagged edges catching with every breath you force into your lungs. It’s not merely a dismissal, it’s an outright rejection – of you, your bond, everything.

He doesn’t want you.

He doesn’t even know you and he doesn’t want you.

Your whole life you’ve waited for this moment, built it up in your head, imagined it every which way. How it would feel to see him for the first time, the conversations the two of you would share, the life you’d lead together.

Dreamed of what it would be like to be loved like that, unconditionally, unwavering, with every inch of their being.

This is more than cruel, this is the shattering of your very foundations – and it’s playing out like a tragedy for his friends at the bar to drink down and revel in.

Hot, fat tears well up, glistening at your waterline, a thick lump of choked back emotions sitting heavy in your throat.

Making a split second decision, you try to step back, to flee, taking your bitter, burning humiliation with you, only Madarame seems to have anticipated the move, placing himself between you and the door, blocking your exit.

Rindou’s brother, now directly in front of you, smiles delightedly at your stricken expression. “Don’t be shy, now,” he says, extending a pale, long fingered hand. “He’s just dying to meet you.”

—

The universe, you decide, is a cruel, hateful thing.

You’d spent hours stuck at that bar; Rindou ignoring you in favour of the voluptuous brunette on his lap, his brother Ran pouring you drink after drink, perfectly content with carrying on a one-sided conversation with you whilst you sat hands balled into fists in your lap, willing yourself not to cry.

Without a doubt, it was the single worst night of your life, and still, upon returning back to your apartment and collapsing into a fit of heart wrenching sobs, you resolved that you’d find some way of coming to terms with it.

Your soulmate didn’t love you, didn’t want you. That didn’t have to mean your life was over. Plenty of people found love and happiness without a soulmate, who’s to say that you couldn’t do the same after the dust and tears settle?

Perhaps the universe chose wrong and the mark on your arm was never meant to exist in the first place, like a calf born with two heads, destined to die through the night.

You weren’t going to beg for love, not from someone who so clearly wanted nothing to do with you. What else was left for you to do but pick up the broken pieces of yourself and move on as best you could?

That’s how it was supposed to have gone. One awful night you’d strive to forget, a name on your arm that didn’t truly belong to you.

And perhaps it might have, if not for Haitani Ran.

—

You’re burning from the inside out, mouth locked open in a soundless shriek, violently thrashing against the chair’s restraints.

They promised you’d pass out.

Oh god, why won’t you pass out?

—

There’s a mark on Ran’s arm too, elegant script laying out another girl’s name. Sleeves pushed up to his elbows, his arm dangling from your shoulder, it’s hard to ignore.

Once upon a time, either in the days following your initial message or at some point before that, Rindou had looked you up.

(Decided you weren’t worth it.)

You wonder distantly whether Ran’s done the same for her. Whether he cares at all about the girl – woman, you suppose – bound to him, because he certainly doesn’t act like it when he’s around you.

“I lost my job today,” you murmur, staring vacantly off in the direction Rin and this week’s fling had disappeared.

This one had the nerve to throw you a smug little grin as she passed, as if it was some big victory to be fucking your soulmate. He won’t remember her name once they’re done, if he bothered to learn it in the first place.

She, like the string of others before her, will be gone before long, nothing more than a pretty set of holes for him to fuck and forget about.

Perhaps more surprising was that Rindou had also glanced your way, expression tight, the faintest hint of agitation showing in the set of his jaw.

An agitation that remained, even as his features shifted into an arrogant smirk at having caught you looking back.

Ran, having been in the midst of scrolling through your phone, sets it down upon the table and raises an eyebrow, “Mm?”

You nod, “Yeah. One of my coworkers was jumped last night, two guys broke his leg, beat him up pretty bad. Turns out he’s my boss's son, and they seemed to think it had something to do with me.”

“Huh,” he says, making no attempt to hide the mirth that dances in his eyes. “Two birds with one stone, colour me impressed.”

You’re not seeking confirmation, you already know it was them.

Just like when one of your best friends had been mysteriously attacked on his way home from the gym. Or your neighbour, who used to smile and strike up a conversation whenever you’d pass each other in the hallway.

Your jaw tightens, so too does the grip you have on the drink he’d poured for you. “Why?”

“Why what?”

And like a cord wound too tight, the pressure of the last few weeks suddenly explodes without warning, and you roughly shoulder his arm off of you.

“Why all of it!” you cry. “Why you hurt them! Why you care who I talk to or what I do! Why you’re obsessed with hanging around like an overgrown parasite, ruining my life when Rin–” you break off with a shuddering gasp, teeth sinking into your bottom lip as you furiously blink back tears.

When Rin’s made it so abundantly clear he doesn’t want you.

Long, lithe fingers grab at your chin, forcefully turning your head towards his.

Nestled into his side, close enough that the warmth of his breath kisses your neck with every exhale, he nudges his nose against yours, a wry smile twitching at his lips.

“There really isn’t a single brain cell in that pretty little head of yours, is there,” he says, flicking your forehead for good measure. “Why do you think?”

—

Caught between a soulmate who doesn’t want you, and the brother who keeps you leashed regardless, you learn very quickly the kind of men the Haitani brothers are.

Their sadistic, violent impulses of course come as no surprise, but you soon realise that that’s only the very tip of the iceberg.

Extortion, assault, drugs, robberies, prostitution, senseless, rampant killing; it seems there’s no limit to the lengths they’ll go to in the name of expansion. They don’t try to hide it from you. No, you’d go so far as to say the pair get a kick out of seeing you flinch and baulk over the grisly details.

As much as hearing about it chills you to the bone, what truly scares you isn’t the crimes they’ve already committed.

It’s the knowledge that no matter how much power or territory they gain, they’ll always want more. That one day they plan on running this city, and to achieve that they’ll inevitably – gladly – do so much worse.

It’s the thought that you might end up trapped here between them, forced to bear witness as your soulmate warps and twists into something wholly unrecognisable.

—

The final nail in the coffin comes the day you’re walking back to your apartment, and you realise that you’re being followed.

A big guy in a dark hoodie, tattooed hands stuffed into the pockets, an ugly scar slashed across his cheek.

You’ve seen him before – watching you on the platform at Shibuya station a few days back, and again yesterday as you were exiting the 7-Eleven a block down from the Haitanis’ apartment.

And it’s enough to have your blood running cold, fear taking root deep inside of you.

Enough that you’re frantically swiping open your phone, quickening your pace.

The phone rings once, twice–

“Ran’s busy. What?”

The voice isn’t the one you’re expecting; your heart leaps at the sound of it. “Rin, I– there’s some big, tattooed guy following me. I-I think I’ve seen him before.”

You’re not sure what it is that you’re expecting him to do. Rindou could be anywhere in the city, tied up with other, more important things. And that’s assuming he’d care enough to lift a finger in the first place.

Ran would, you think.

He’d almost snapped a guy’s wrist the other night for trying to cop a feel of your ass. Whatever fucked up kind of relationship he imagines he has with you, it’s certainly edged with a streak of possessiveness.

You’re not so sure the same can be said of your soulmate.

Images flash to mind; your body, lying bruised and battered, hooked up to beeping monitors in hospital. Worse – found in a back alley dumpster, used and discarded with yesterday’s trash.

On the other end of the line, Rindou curses softly.

“You’re a fucking idiot,” and the call goes dead.

He… hung up.

Your soulmate hung up on you.

There’s a noose around your neck, tightening with each passing beat. Your heart hammers so violently against your rib cage that you physically feel sick.

You called him for help, terrified, and he’d hung up on you.

Spying a 24-hour FamilyMart on the other side of the street, you dart across the road as quick as your legs’ll take you – barely managing to dodge the car that slams on its breaks to avoid hitting you.

The teenager restocking the shelves gives you an odd look as you scramble inside, shaking and nearly in tears. It shifts quickly when she follows your gaze and catches sight of your bona fide stalker, lurking on the other side of the glass, sliding doors.

Yet rather than entering the store, the man simply grins, gold teeth glinting in the low light, lifts two fingers to his temple, and salutes.

—

Rindou’s waiting at your apartment when you return, furiously pacing back and forth inside your living room.

Wastes no time in asking if you’re okay, or offering up comfort, merely snatches at your chin, roughly tilting your face this way and that until he’s satisfied with whatever it is he sees.

“Tell me everything,” he grits out, and once you’re finished, voice trembling and your nerves shot to pieces, he makes you tell it to him again.

He leaves, as he always does, without a goodbye, the sound of the locks on your front door clicking into place echoing in his wake.

—

You used to think disappearing would be enough.

Rindou wouldn’t care to stop you, and if you were meticulous in your planning, Ran wouldn’t have the chance to try.

You’d leave Tokyo, pick up a life somewhere else. If anyone asked about the name on your arm, you’d tell them your soulmate died before you met him, an accident, or a terrible childhood illness. A tragedy yes, but nothing insurmountable.

You could find another way to be happy.

Now, you know better. As long as those letters grace your arm, you’ll never be able to escape the Haitanis influence. There’ll always be a target on your back, a chain around your ankle, trailing right back to Tokyo and the brothers you left behind.

So you found a way to erase them.

—

“You trust us, don’t you?”

The question’s posed to you by the elder Haitani, perched at the foot of your bed, one foot idly dangling off the side of your mattress. His brother leans casually up against the open door frame.

Startled awake in the middle of the night, you lacked both the time and the foresight to hide your arm from their prying gaze. Your deception – your betrayal – laid bare for them to discover while you slept on, blissfully oblivious.

Now, cradling it to your chest, your knees tucked up close, you eye the two warily. Nothing about this situation puts you at ease, least of all the conversational tone he’s adopted.

Ran doesn’t want an answer, at least, not a genuine one. For all their faults, neither he nor Rindou are delusional to the point of believing that you in any way trust them. That you’ve gone to such lengths in the first place speaks plenty to that.

No, he wants to draw this out, a cat toying with a mouse before it strikes the killing blow. And like that mouse, caught between sharp claws and vicious grins, the only option you have left is to play dead in the hope that your predators soon lose interest.

Swallowing down the nauseating fear creeping up your throat (or is that bile?) you offer a tiny nod. Ran smiles approvingly, but it’s Rindou, pushing himself off the wall with a huff, who speaks next.

“You know I felt it – when you went through with it,” he tells you, stalking over to your bed. His eyes are cold, hard. And it’s ice, you think, not fire that burns in those pretty, violet hues as he braces an arm on the wooden headboard and leans in, “Knocked me flat on my ass, honestly thought I was dying there for a sec.”

As if in response, the skin where his name used to lie prickles, goosebumps rising to the surface.

“I-I’m sorry.” Clumsily, the words spill from your mouth – an impulsive attempt to appease them. “I didn’t think–”

He snorts, “Yeah, that much is obvious.”

The petty insult finds its home despite your best efforts to ignore it, blood heating your cheeks.

Once again, it’s his older brother who jumps to your so-called defence; “Aw, c’mon Rindou, don’t be so mean.” Ran clicks his tongue in mock sympathy, “Poor little idiot just made a mistake, that’s all.”

“A… mistake?” you echo.

The amusement fades from his features, the look in those dark, hooded eyes near caustic as they slide back to you, “She knows she fucked up, and she’s gonna let us fix it, aren’t you, baby?”

“Y-yeah,” you manage to utter, tongue darting out to wet your lips.

But it’s Rindou, lips brushing along the shell of your ear, who hammers the final nail home, “You try leaving us again, and next time it won’t just be some tattoos marking up that pretty skin, understand?”

#yandere tokyo revengers #yandere haitani rindou #yandere haitani ran #yandere ran x reader #yandere rindou x reader #yandere haitani ran x reader #yandere haitani rindou x reader #haitani ran x reader #haitani rindou x reader #idk what else to tag this with #anyway y'all wanted soulmates #y'all got soulmates #<33

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nightlychaos19 · 1 year

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Manipulative Part 2

Yandere Ran Haitani x Reader

Three months after the "break up"

Ran Haitani let out a puff of smoke as he leaned against his hotel room's balcony. He couldn't help but admire how gorgeous the night sky was, the moon and stars were shimmering more than usual, he noticed.

Glancing down at his watch, he wondered if you were done with your little date. If he knew you as well as he thought, he was sure you had tried to play nice, but would ultimately blow up on your date, Ran had noticed you had entered the restaurant with a bad mood on hand.

He was a rather observant man when it came to you.

You were his life, his reason to live. His most prized jewel.

He had only let you walk out of his life for one reason and one reason only.

Something was missing in the relationship and he had no idea how to fix it. He loved you indefinitely yes, but the relationship almost felt stale. The very thought was absolutely revolting, but it plagued his mind every waking moment.

Letting out a second puff, he saw your figure leave the restaurant with an angry huff. He couldn't help but chuckle as he watched your date to try and shuffle after you, only to receive a smack or two from your bag.

He still couldn't believe how easy it had been to get your date to fool around with boss. That alone deserved a golden medal. While it was easy for your date to give you up, Ran could never. He couldn't even fathom the thought of letting some other woman taking your place, you were far too precious to ever let go of.

A dreamy smile spread across his features as he watched you give your idiot date a piece of your mind and put him in his place. Letting you go was most definitely the right move. You were so vivacious, reminding him of the first time the both of you had met.

When he had asked god for a sign to help fix his relationship, it came strolling right through his club doors wearing an atrocious knockoff gucci outfit. He had silently thanked Rindou for not firing her and keeping her as many men had always flocked to her and always spent a lot of money.

She had been one easy chess piece to manipulate, jealous little attention seekers never had enough sense and were always lost in their own little worlds. They were always a deluded bunch.

And thank god she was gone, he couldn't even survive a week with her. She was out the door as the first month of you being gone came.

One thing he hated was the expression you had given him during the ''break up'', one filled with hurt and disappointment. As much as he wanted to cave, he knew better than to.

It was for your's and his relationship afterall, and he couldn't bare to jeopardize it.

His lilac eyes were soon graced by the sight of something glorious. A very familiar glint appeared in your eyes, one that mirrored your former rebellious spirit. To that, he salivated in thought, a smirk reaching to his eyes.

He knew he had to let you spread your wings, to regain a sense of yourself and only then would you truly return to him.

Ran let out his last puff of smoke as he heard the sound of heels clacking against the gravelly cement in a happy manner. He leaned against the fence, enjoying the cool breeze; wondering what kind of sweets you had. Your favorite or something new?

Eating sweets after having a bad day always managed to perk you up and they always made you smile. A smile that always made his heart swell and glad that you were his and his alone.

Ran couldn't help but stare in awe when he saw you, you looked stunning as ever. Your outfit was one of his favorite's, as it always made him go crazy and it especially accentuated the crystal necklace he had given you on your first anniversary together.

His ears perked up when he heard you humming your's and his song. God, you were even more intoxicating than he had remembered.

A lovestruck smile appeared on his face when he smelled his favorite perfume on you. "Hey baby."

Tokyo Revengers

Part 1 - Down in the dumps? Nah!

Part 2 - Living rent free in her mind

Part 3 - Here we go again

Part 4 - Manipulative

#yandere ran haitani #yandere ran x reader #yandereranhaitanixreader #yandereranxreader #yandere ran haitani x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #reader insert

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ranfavewhore · 1 year

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Bro i fr need help so like does anyone know that uh yandere ran haitani where uhhhh reader left ran because of weird shits such as like rindou trying to kiss the reader 3 times and the third the was he actually put his tongue in readers mouth and i think that reader cried about it for like a whole week then kokonoi who takes the reader out on shoppings and dinner till reader saw a girl no older than 16 giving her share to kokonoi so that why reader avoided koko and then the last straw was when reader caught one of rans chick calling his cellphone saying smth along the lines of "ran you left your burner here~" or smth then reader ghost ran but yeah obviously ran found reader again.... Anyways PLEASE IF ANYONE KNOWS IT PLS GIVE ME THE LINK AND TYYYY

@trashmemebitch OMG THANK YOU SM YOU'RE LITERALLY A LIFE SAVER MWAMWA🙏‼️‼️‼️‼️

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cheesus-doodles · 2 years

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Birthday at the Haitani's

Yandere Platonic Haitanis

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happy birthday to Haitani Ran!

Masterlist

"I can carry it, Rindo-nii!" You were never as quiet as you thought you were, Ran mused, a lazy smirk quirking his lips at the slight fuss being kicked up out of his sight.

Even without lifting himself from where he was lazily sprawled across the couch, head propped up on a pillow, and with the television on and droning on about something he couldn't care more about, Ran could still see everything going on clearly in his mind. That familiar, adorable scrunching of your nose as you concentrated hard on trying to balance (a strong word really) a small cake on a too-large plate, watched over by Rindo's scrutinising eyes.

The lights never went off unlike when your two older brothers surprise you every year on your own birthday without fail - you were far too clumsy for that. Yet you still were nonetheless excited - more than him, Ran suspected, at being involved in the process.

"Surprise!" You chortled.

He will never be surprised when it came to you; you were way too predictable for him to be, though the sight of you tottering into view was as adorable as ever, Ran swinging himself to sit upright in one smooth motion. The elder of the Haitani brothers was always happy to play along for you. "Aww, is this for me?"

You struggling with placing the plate down on the shorter coffee table wasn't new either, Rindo already waiting patiently by your side when you inevitably turned to look at him for help, doe eyes shining with frustration at your inability to set the small pink cake down without risking a drop. Stepping in, the blond-and-blue haired boy swiped the platter from you with barely a breath lost, freeing you to throw yourself at Ran, who caught you as easily.

Lazy smirk twitching up into a smile as you pressed a small package into his hands, it was rather Rindo's twitching face that the other fought to keep flat that tickled his belly (ah so he had to do with the color of the cake) as opposed to your charming self, though no one would find Ran complaining. "Happy Birthday, Ran-nii!"

He pecked a kiss to your forehead, to which you giggled. "Thank you, little one."

You really did fit nicely in the crook of his arms, the boy thought, one hand rested atop your head as you rambled incessantly about anything that came into that little head of yours while sat comfortably on his lap, your own arms thrown around his neck. But with every passing birthday, be it his, Rindo's or yours, only came the reminder that you wouldn't be their cute naive baby sister forever, no matter how much they fought tooth and nail to keep it that way. Rindo offered a slice of cake to you, and you accepted, quickly tucking in, a cheerful hum on your lips at the taste of a rare treat.

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kissesforsatoru · 10 months

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Yandere Ran tying up his virgin girlfriend who never even had a boyfriend and finally agreed to sleep with Ran after waiting for 4 months 👉🏼👈🏼

TIE ME UP, LAY ME DOWN | wc : 3.4k

HAITANI RAN x FEM!READER

₊˚⌗ ran has been so patient. so, so reassuring and attentive with you. he deserves a nice little reward, and you give it to him in the form of fluffy, purple handcuffs.

⤷ cw : NSFW 18+, general yandere themes, thoughts about non-con but no actual non-con, bondage (handcuffs), oral (f receiving), multiple orgasms, ran has a big dick, dirty talk, virgin! reader, somewhat shy reader turned into a slut, ran is a tease, but so is reader lowkey, praise, he calls you a good girl a few times, use of pet names (baby, pretty girl, sweet thing, and reader calls ran "ran baby"), way too much kissing, not joking guys there's a shit ton of kissing, bad grammar. this is not edited. please let me know if i missed anything.

note : pls pls ignore how bad the layout is on pc, i don't know why it looks like that and i can't figure out how to fix it 😭

ran loves to kiss you.

he loves the feeling of your lips against his, with you shyly following along ‘cause you've never done this shit before. he loves your cute little noises whenever he presses into you a little too aggressively or licks along your lips for you to open up. he loves the feeling of your body under him, the warmth of you and the way you squirm cause the kiss is just too much for you to handle. he especially loves the taste of you. he goes crazy whenever you give him a little passage, parting your pretty lips for him to delve his tongue inside and lap and taste and savor how fucking delicious you are. and god, you’re the most delicious thing ran has ever tasted.

he gets so fucking turned on whenever he kisses you, and it drives him crazy. he's never gotten so hard from a little kissing before, but you– you make him feel like his dick is gonna fall off because of how hard it is.

you never let him go too far though, never let him get past a barely heated make out before you start pushing at his chest and grabbing at his arms that've dipped under your shirt, telling him that you aren't ready.

ran loves you, he's downright crazy about you, really, but he'll really die if he has to shamefully go jack himself off while thinking of all the nasty things he wants to do to you one more time. it’s not good enough; his hand and thoughts can only do so much compared to the real thing that he’s fantasized about plenty. he wants to utterly ruin you, but you just won't let him.

he’s had thoughts in passing to just pretend he doesn’t hear you when you tell him to stop, let himself get lost in you, kiss his way down your body, pin you under him and shove his cock all the way in and fuck you nice and rough. whisper dirty things in your ear and humiliate you till you’re crying as you cream around his cock. but ran knows that you would hate him if he did that, and that kills him. he’s got you right where he wants you, and he refuses to ruin that because he’s horny. abnormally horny, yes, but sex still isn’t worth his relationship with you. he’s worked too damn hard to convince you that he’s not a playboy using you for sex for him to go and do exactly that.

so, whenever you tell him not yet, he pulls away, withdrawals his hands from your godsent body, kisses you sweetly on your forehead and then tells you, it’s okay baby, we can wait as long as you need. even if it’s bullshit and he really can’t fucking wait to have his cock buried deep inside of you, he still says it, reassures you as much as you need. he wants you comfortable with him, wants you to trust him so that he can finally have his way with you sooner than later.

it’s another one of those times where he’s got you pressed under him on the bed and he just can’t get enough of you, licking messily into your mouth and pushing his hands under your shirt to knead your soft, plush skin. you’re whining and squirming, as you always do, trying to kiss him back the best you can, but his kiss is imposing, too needy and too fast for you to really keep up. you’re still pliant though, allowing him to rub his hands on your hips and kiss into you roughly, groaning when you run your hands through his hair and tug gently.

he thinks you’ve come an awful long way from when the two of you first started dating at least. you never used to feel him up or pull him closer, just shyly grab at his shoulders as he kisses you, but now you’ve gotten so bold to tug on his hair when you know how riled up that gets him; it drawls out fluttery moans from him that make you sigh a laugh as you melt even more into the kiss. as much as he loves the feeling though, he hates it when you do that because of how turned on it makes him. you get him all fucked up just to deny him the next second.

he jokes to you all the time about how damn cruel you can be to do that to him, but you always tell him you promise you’ll make it worth his while one of these days. he’s damn set on holding you to that.

“mmh– ran baby, hang on a sec,” you struggle to say through kisses. ran doesn’t pull away still at your protest; he crawls further on top of you, pressing himself against you as he squeezes your hips and keeps placing wet kisses to your mouth. it’s not until you gently push on his shoulders that he groans and finally sits up, looking down at you with a cute little pout.

“’m sorry, just… just hang on a sec,” you say to him as you push yourself up too, panting softly.

“too much? wanna stop already?” he asks you, a disappointed lilt emerging his tone. you shake your head curtly before pushing yourself off the bed. Ran quickly grabs onto your wrists and tugs you back.

“where ya goin’ then, pretty girl?”

“got’ya something. just wait here.”

“give it t’ me later. ‘m not done kissin’ you,” he drawls as he pulls you closer to place kiss you, leaning further towards you to deepen it, but you pull away and push at his hand to let go of your wrist.

“promise i’ll be quick and you’re really gonna like it. we can, uh, kiss some more when i get back,” you scamper out of the room before ran can grab onto you again, hands on your cheeks to feel how warm they are. kissing just gets you so flustered every time, ran does it so sensually and imposingly that it makes you wanna squeal. the warmth in your cheeks only blazes more when you pull out what you got for your boyfriend from the shopping bag, realizing that kissing isn’t the only thing you’ll be doing tonight.

your stomach flutters as you nervously walk back into the room to see ran laying back on the bed. he sits back up and wraps his arms around your waist when you crawl onto his lap, ready to get back to kissing you already, but you hold out a pair of purple, fluffy hand cuffs in front of his face before he can. he takes them from you, looks at them for a second, and then at you with a raised eyebrow.

“baby, what the fuck? what’re these for?”

“saw ‘em in your cart on that porn website when you let me use your computer the other day,” you say looking away from him, “and, uh, i wanna… i wanna try them with you,” you whisper the last part, playing with your fingers to distract yourself from the absolute embarrassment you’re feeling.

“oh yeah?” he smirks, “who knew my sweet little girlfriend was into bondage?”

“ran!” you gasp, smacking his shoulder lightly as you huff angrily, and he laughs.

“what else you wanna do then, baby? you get these just f’me to cuff you or were you hopin’ for somethin’ else to happen too?” he kisses you softly along your shoulder and collarbone, looking up at you through his long, pretty lashes, waiting for you to answer. a fluttery sigh leaves your lips when one of his hands pushes under your shirt and rubs on your hip, while the other rubs on your thigh, dangerously close to your pussy that’s already fluttering in anticipation.

“please don’t make me say it,” you whine, placing your hands gently over his eyes. the way he looks at you jostles all of your feelings and makes your body go haywire—you don’t want him looking at you like that when you’re already so turned on just by the idea of him fucking you tonight. it’s too embarrassing for you to handle.

you squeal when ran suddenly flips the both of you over so you’re now laying under him. he kisses more along your neck and up to behind your ear where he nibbles and licks, drawing out an airy moan from you.

“c’mon, baby, you have t’ say it if you want it,” he coaxes, pressing a quick kiss to your lips before pulling away to look down at you. his hands are still on you, distracting you from your racing thoughts.

you gulp thickly, and then, “please, ran,” you shiver feeling his cold fingers graze along your tummy just above the hem of your shorts teasingly, and he smirks lazily down at you. you gulp again, “want you t’ touch me.”

ran gently takes your wrists into his hands and clicks the hand cuffs around them, securing them around your wrist to a comfortable tightness before putting them down back on the bed above your head, “i won’t bind your hands to the bed this time, so just be a good girl and keep your hands there 'til 'm done. if y’ move ‘em, i’ll haf’ta punish you, y’ understand?” you whimper softly as you nod your head and ran promptly grabs at the juncture between your neck and chin, squeezing lightly in warning, “words, pretty girl. need you t' use your words.”

“yes, i understand,” you whisper shyly, jutting out your lip in a pout, but ran only kisses you, whispering praises against your lips for obeying him.

pulling away from you, ran crawls down your body, pushing up your shirt as he does. he takes a handful of one of your boobs before leaning down and placing gentle kisses on your tummy, just above the hem of the spandex shorts you’ve got on. you hum as your stomach flutters whenever his lips graze lightly against a sensitive area. he slowly trails kisses further down, kisses just above your pussy and along your thighs, until finally, he places a drawn-out kiss on your clothed clit.

an airy gasp escapes your lips that quickly turns into a dreamy moan when rans tongue dips out and licks a small stripe over your clit. you get the urge to move your hands already, wanting to grab onto him and threat your fingers through his hair, but you don't; instead, you squirm and huff as he continues to press his tongue into you and lick, now going from your entrance to the very top of your cunt.

you feel him smirk as he kisses your clit on last time before pulling away, "sensitive already and i've barely done shit. you really are a virgin, aren't y' baby?" he teases, and you pout.

"jus' feels good, don't tease me," you huff.

"'m not baby, jus' means 'm the only one that gets to make y' feel good," he hums and then taps on your thigh, "now, lift your legs f'me so i can take off your shorts 'nd panties." you do as he says and he coos good girl as he pulls your clothes off your legs and tosses them somewhere on the floor.

your nerves rear up again as he looks down at you, and you have half a mind to close your legs and hide yourself from him, but his hands ar planted firmly on your thighs, keeping your legs open. you watch shyly as he licks his lips and settles himself between your legs, his face right in front of your glistening pussy. you jolt and shiver feeling the warmth of his breath fan across your sensitivity.

"such a pretty pussy, and 'ts all f'me" he whispers, and then his mouth is on you, latching onto your clit and sucking--hard. almost, almost your hands move from where they lay on the bed, be the warning from earlier rings in your mind, making you clasp your hands together and push them into the bed. you know if you move he'll stop eating you out. the pleasure coursing through your body as he laps and sucks and slobbers all over your cunt feels too damn good to give up.

ran wraps his arms around your thighs and pulls you further into his mouth, drawing more moans from you. his tongue dips into your entrance for just a second before he pulls it out and drags it between your lips to latch back onto your clit where his tongue swirls around and presses into it. your slick mixed with his spit makes all kinds of disgusting sultry noises that are exaggerated as he slurps up all of your juices.

it's not long before you feel something growing in the pit of your stomach, coiling up tightly until you're pushed over the edge and your hips are convulsing against rans mouth. "ran- shitshitshit," you moan out his name as you close your eyes and allow the pleasure to overtake you, but even as you orgasm ran doesn't pull away; he continues lapping at you lazily, enjoying the way your body jolts whenever his tongue rolls over your clit. he only does pull away when you finally come down and sink into the bed with a sigh.

"you taste so damn good, baby. y' wanna taste?" he asks, pushes himself up and crawls over your limp body to kiss you on your mouth, shoving his tongue inside for you to taste yourself on him. bitter, you think, but your pleasure high spurs you on to kiss him back, whimpering softly into the kiss from how sensitive you are.

when he pulls away, he smirks down at you, "you look so fuckin' lewd right now, you know that pretty girl? never thought i'd see y' like this, but fuck do i love it," he says and you fluster, moving your hands finally to cover your face from him. he clicks his tongue.

"hey, didn't i tell y' not t' move your hands, hm? 'm not done with y' just yet, sweet thing," he drawls, hooking his thumb under the chain of the cuffs to push your hands back against the bed, "gonna fuck this pretty little pussy now, can't wait any longer t' be inside y'," you moan when his free hand cups your pussy and he smirks, sitting up to take off his own clothes. his shirt is already off, he rarely has one on when he's with you cause you like his tattoo, and his sweats come off easily, exposing his long, thick cock to you.

you quickly gain coherency back as you stare at him wide eyes. you knew your boyfriend was big, but not this big. "ran baby, will it fit...? 'ts... big." you say as ran tosses his pants in the same place he threw yours and crawls back over you, gently pushing you back into the bed.

"'course it will, baby. I'll make it fit," he says and hum skeptically. "don't worry, i'll be gentle," he tells you, dipping down to kiss you sweetly on your lips. you feel his cock press against your entrance, and you squeak, trying to pull away to see what he's doing, but he only pushes his mouth harder against yours. he enters you slowly and gets halfway in before he stops pulls away from the kiss.

"holy shit, baby, you're so fuckin' tight," he groans, nuzzling into the crook of your neck, "you gotta relax or my dick 'll fall off," he tells you, kissing lightly at your neck and rubbing softly on your thigh to ease and soothe you a little bit. you breath softly and try your best to relax, and within a few seconds he gets back to pushing into you until the base of his cock presses into you.

"ohhh," you moan softly as he drags his cock back out and then shoves it back in all the way to the base, and then he does it again and again. his pace starts out slow, but he quickly loses himself in your warmth and fucks you faster and faster with each thrust, your sweet moans of his name and babbles of 'so good, keep goin'' spurring him on more.

ran pulls out of your neck and sits up, one of his hands coming to grab at your hips to guide your body along with his thrusts, while the other gathers your wrists and pins them further into the bed as he fucks into you. the new position allows his cock to stroke deeper inside of you, only coaxing more delicious moans from you that ran eagerly swallows up into a kiss.

"so fuckin' wet f'me," he slurs, pulling away to look between the two at the squelching mess of slick and precum smeared all over the both of you, "shit-hah-y' love my cock that much, pretty girl? y're suckin' me back in ever time i pull out," he grunts out and you swallow hard, nodding eagerly, babbling about how much you adore his cock drilling into you in all of the right ways.

you feel drunk on pleasure, drunk on his cock. the way he fills you all the way up, pushes his cock deep inside of you, stretching your pussy around him, feels so fucking good you can't help but choke on your moans, spilling disgustingly loud from your lips, making you sound like a proper whore from a porn video.

"ran, please," you say between moans, your eyes rolling back at a particularly rough thrust, "keep makin' me feel good, please don't stop- gods, ran, y're so deep," you whine, panting hard as you look up at him in time to see his eyes glaze over with unadulterated lust. his grip on your wrists and hips tightens as he pulls out and plunges back into you again at an angle, hitting a spot that makes you cry out in pleasure.

"fuck- y' sound so fuckin' sexy when y' beg me like that, baby," he all but growls, his head falling back as he groans in pleasure. both of you are panting heavily, but the noises are easily drowned out by the slap of skin against skin, and the nasty slosh of all of sweat and sex; it's downright nasty, but the pleasure you feel is too good, too mind fogging for you to really give a shit about what kind of noises the two of you are making.

"ah-shit, 'm gonna cum soon," he tells you, voice straining, "y' gonna cum too, baby? y' wanna cum f'me?" he asks, leaning back down into your neck to inhale your delicious scent as he humps messily into you, grinding his hips on yours to create even more stimulation. he lets go of both your wrists and hips to push hus arms under you and wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you close to him into a tight hug as he continues jutting into you.

"fuck, yes, ‘m cumming!" you moan, feeling your walls tighten around his cock. you wrap your legs around his waist as your body begins to writhe, and you orgasm for the second time that night, your body jolting every time his hips rub into your sensitive, worn clit.

as you come down from your high, your pussy pulsates around him and he grunts, quickly letting you go and pulling out to cum hotly on your stomach. you hum and flutter your eyes as you watch him fists his cock, milking it of every last drop of cum. when he's done, he sighs and falls back into you, uncaring of the sticky mess between the two of you.

"god, knew y'd feel good, but shit, i don't think i've cum so hard in my life," he says, still breathing heavily against your warm and tingling skin. you bring your cuffed hands up to stroke his head gently, soothing him for all of his hard work at making you feel good.

"ran baby, can you please take these handcuffs off me before you get comfortable and fall asleep?" you ask him and he shifts to look at you, smirking.

"mm, i dunno, baby, i kinda like you all bound for me. you'll have t' beg me t' take 'em off," he says, and you gasp, smacking him lightly on the shoulder, drawing out a raspy laugh from him as he pushes himself up to take off the cuffs.

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moodyclouds89 · 1 year

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I gonna upload a new chapter of the Yandere ran Friday!! I'm finally starting to kinda find time for my fics and writing so I hope some of yall are ready😁

[Last time I uploaded a chapter was around june😰]

Anyway a bitch is coming back😍

Also I'm gonna start updating my other fics that I currently have going on! So I hope you guys can be patient for a while😓

ALSO IK IM LIKE LATE BUT BRO IM SO SAD THAT TOKYO REVENGERS ENDED💔

#moodyclouds💖#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #yandere ran x reader #yandere ran haitani #ran x reader #ran haitani x reader #yandere tokyo revengers

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eetherealgoddess · 2 months

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TR: ꨄYANDERE ONE NIGHT STAND HEADCANONSꨄ

Sano Manjiro, Hanemiya Kazutora, Sanzu Haruchiyo, & Haitani Brothers x Reader

Characters are 18+

❦Idc how bad you want it, do NOT wake up to these mfs❦

Not fully proofread

MY TR FANDOM WORKS ARE ONLY ON TUMBLR, AO3, AND WATTPAD UNDER EETHEREALGODDESS! REPORT IF YOU SEE IT POSTED UNDER ANYONE ELSE BUT ME!!!

Notice:

✩Y/n is 18+. I picture her as a black female but you can see her however.

✩Some parts of the story may not be realistic or factual. After all, this is a work of fiction.

✩Although it's a dark 'romance,' I do not condone any of the behavior displayed.

✩Dark content such as: gore, violence, triggering topics, graphic scenes, vulgar language, explicit sexual content, etc.

✩There may be scenes that involve non con and/ or dubcon so don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable

✩That being said, this story is for 18+ only.

Enjoy!

Mikey: You didn’t expect to see a man lying next to you in your bed, let alone him being a friend of yours from childhood. You almost didn’t recognize him considering the black hair that’s falling down his back and shoulders. His body curved to the side as you stared in shock at the back of his head. You peeked over and almost cursed when you realized who he was.

You don’t remember the night before but picking the covers up and eyeing both of your naked bodies, you could only hope you had used protection. When you eased off of the bed, you snatched your clothes off the floor. Your eyebrows furrowed at the hoodie and sweats that indicate you hadn’t gone to a bar or club. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t figure out how running into each other would have resulted in the two of you in the same bed.

Once your clothes were on, you rushed to the door to avoid an awkward greeting. You wanted to see if your parents had made it home and noticed anything. Yes, you’re an adult but you still live under your parents roof and they never liked Mikey. They always thought of him as a bad influence which sucked for you because you actually had a little crush on him. They forbade him from the house and at some point made it a rule for you to not be friends anymore.

Having been young, you had to listen. They’re pretty strict so the tracking device prevented you from sneaking around. Honestly, you didn’t have many friendships because of your parents so you would only go to school, home, and occasionally the park. You only recently were allowed to have nights out as long as you paid attention in your college classes. You were scared that your parents would kick you out if they saw the display so you hurried out the door.

The putrid smell of the house slapped your face, a palm going over your nose as your eyes watered. You continue to walk through the hall to the living room, gasping when you see the corpses of your parents. You gagged up vomit, belching and coughing as tears spilled from your eyes. Your body trembles as you drop to your knees, eyeing their unrecognizable faces considering it looks as though their faces were beaten repeatedly, a large gash in the middle of their faces with blood puddling around them.

Having thrown on his black pants, he followed the wails that woke him up. His shoulder leaning against the wall and arms crossed over his bare chest, Mikey’s dark eyes gaze at you from the hall. He hadn’t meant for you to see such a gruesome scene. The pill he put in your drink two nights ago should’ve kept you asleep at least for a few days. He planned to take you home today considering he got carried away the nights before, libido high from the adrenaline rush he had from ridding both of you of the blockage that kept you two apart. He pushed himself off the wall and walked towards you.

Jolting, you looked up at him from your kneeled position with wide eyes. He sets his hand on your head and crouches down.

“You’re gonna be good so I don’t have to knock you out, kay?” Hesitantly, you nod your head. He smiles softly before standing up and holding out a hand for you to take, helping you on your feet as you hold yourself up with shaky legs, gaze stuck on your deceased parents as you walk back to the bedroom.

Kazutora: You pant heavily as moans echoed throughout the room, bucking your hips up as your ex boyfriend’s thrusts meet yours. Your fingers grip his shoulders before wrapping your arms around his neck, his cock aiming deeper inside of your walls as he grinds into you, hitting your g-spot with each rutt. He moans into your ear as he nibbles and sucks your earlobe, one of his hands placed on top of your head as his other hand grips the cushion of the bed.

“Kazu, I’m gonna cum!” You whimper out as you grind harder against him, the head of his cock pounding against the erogenous zone that causes your hands to turn into fists as you throw your head back. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as your back arches.

“Cum on this cock, baby.” His husky voice whispers against your ear as he continues the same pace, purposefully bringing you to an orgasm as you moan loudly, yelling a curse as you hold your hips in place. Suddenly, he pulls back and grabs a hold of your thighs, holding them up before thrusting at a faster pace, his hair draping over as he leans over, your hands gripping his shoulders once more as your mouth hangs open, feet next to your head.

The bed rocks as he roughly thrusts into you, cream oozing out of your pussy and dripping to your ass. You couldn’t help but release shaky moans as he used your pussy to bring himself to an orgasm. Your eyes widen as you watch his expression morph into the familiar look he makes when he’s about to cum.

“Pull out!” You yell as your eyebrows furrow from the overstimulation, hands moving to his chest.

“M’ gonna cum so fucking deep in this pussy.” He moans out, panting as his hips become sloppier, his fingers squeezing your thighs tightly. You yank his hair back in an attempt to pull him out of you only for him to moan out as he thrusts his hips harder, his eyes fluttering closed as his mouth hangs open.

He pressed his cock deep inside you as you felt his seed shoot inside. Both of you moan out as he slowly grinds his orgasm out, you pressing your hips against him as you cream out another orgasm. He lays on top of you as he pushes himself inside you more, holding himself in place to make sure all of his semen has nowhere to go but inside your hole.

“No, no, no! Kazutora, I told you to pull out!” You smack his sweaty back as he breathes deeply against your neck.

“It’s fine.” You both grunt as he pushes inside of you more, his arms hugging around your head.

“No it’s not! Now you have to get me a plan b!”

He sits up as he chuckles before pulling his hips back and shoving into you again before beginning a slow pace. You bite your lip to hold back from moaning.

“Uh, uh. You’re gonna keep it and we’re going to raise it together.” He grins as he holds your legs back up.

“Are you crazy? I have a fiancé now! I can’t get pregnant!” He pins your arms above your head after you try to push him off.

“That’s too bad.” He says before thrusting at a faster pace. He breeds you over and over again the rest of the night, your pussy full of nothing but his sperm.

The next day, you bought a plan b, walking to your car after you left the store. Before you could get in your seat, you were grabbed from behind and pulled into a chest with a knife against your throat.

“Take it and I will slice your neck and kill your fiance after sending everyone in your family the video I took of us last night. Do you understand?” He says softly against your ear. You nod frantically as he takes the bag out of your hand. He pecks your cheek before releasing you.

“Glad we got back together, Y/n. It’ll be good for the baby.”

Ran: You wake up in a penthouse, the huge bedroom displaying a luxury you’ve never seen in person until last night. You were surprised that someone so loaded would go to a run down club such as the place you work at and choose you, a low class stripper, to spend the night with. You wouldn’t normally go home with anyone, but this man was charming and beautiful. You could tell he was expensive just by his demeanor and what he wore. You had no clue why he spotted you, gazing at you when he first walked in. When you made eye contact, you knew it would be a good night.

He made it worthwhile, treating you delicately, all the while pounding into you from behind as his nails left scratch marks all over you. Whispering soft words as he talked you through each orgasm while shoving his cock so hard that your skin smacked loudly against each other. His hold felt good against you, bodies molding together as you gripped the sheets of the bed, his sweat mixing with yours as he thrusts deeply inside of you.

“Work at my club.” He says while tracing your arm as you lie on his bare chest, the morning light seeping through the thin curtains as your legs are tangled together. You didn’t hesitate to accept the offer. Working at his club brought you more money, as well as high end living. You moved out of your grimy apartment to a luxury loft near his penthouse. One of his drivers would give you limitless rides to wherever you had ordered. You made connections and created a better life for yourself, with his help of course. You’re clearly the boss’s favorite, damn near living with him as he always brought you to his home at the end of a work night. Even on your off days you would end up at his place, waking up naked in his bed.

Whenever you had vip performances, there was a no touch policy for you specifically no matter the circumstances. As you rolled your hips against a stranger’s lap, he grabbed your ass and pulled you onto his covered bulge, bucking his hips against you. You yelp as you try to release yourself from the man’s grip, only for him to hold you down and groan. You curse at him before turning and back handing his face.

He shoves you to the ground, standing up from the seat as he hovers over you. He pulls his arm back, ready to land a punch to your cheek. A bang echoed through the room as blood splattered on your face and front body. The man’s headless body pauses before dropping limp on the ground, his jaw hanging as red covers him. You pant as your eyes stare wide at the corpse. Footsteps come towards you from behind as hands reach around your waist and pick you up from the floor.

“Sorry I didn’t come sooner.” He says casually as he leans in to kiss your forehead. “Let’s go home, yeah?” Still gazing at the body oozing blood, you nod your head with a trembling lip. He rubs your back as you both walk out. When you both lied in bed that night, you couldn’t get the man’s headless body out of your mind. Sure, he deserved something bad to happen to him, but the way Ran shot him so effortlessly was a little troubling for you. Regardless of the mixed feelings you held, you couldn’t help the side of you that was excited that a man like him protected you from danger.

“You no longer work at the club. You only work for me.” You were forced to move in with him for ‘your own safety,’ as well as giving all your personal details to him so he can take care of you completely. He paid for everything and even dressed you himself. He really molded you into his perfect doll. You couldn’t really get mad about the lack of freedom considering you had no more worries. In fact you were a little scared that he would give it all up once another stripper caught his eye.

“I could never replace my favorite doll.” With that sentence alone, your whole mindset changed. You realize that what you were receiving wasn’t real. Everything was to mold you into his little object. His toy. You don’t know why it hurt you as bad as it did, but you knew you had to leave.

The next day, you told him, “I think it’d be best if we stopped seeing each other. Our relationship is way past professional and I want my own life back.” He only stares at you as he sits on his office chair, stoic expression as his legs are crossed.

“You’re having a bad day. You should get some rest.” He states. Your eyebrows furrowed.

“No, I’m serious. This needs to end right now.” He stands up from his seat, walking towards you before gently grabbing your chin and wrapping an arm around your waist.

“Are you sure?” He questions. You nod your head, ignoring his affection no matter how bad you wanted it. He releases you before walking back to his seat. He sits down and props his legs on the desk. You froze when you turned to walk away, a gun cocking behind you. You turn your gaze to him in shock and fear.

“Why do you look so scared, Y/n? You wanted this to end, right?” His expression shows a sly smile, elbow resting on the table as he lazily points the gun at you. Keeping his gaze fixed on yours, he leans over the desk, both elbows on the table, placing his feet on the ground.

“Or, were you mistaken?” You couldn’t move, your hairs standing up on your limbs as you breathed heavily. Your body is tense as you eye the barrel of the weapon.

“Were. You. Mistaken?” He reiterated, awaiting a response as his eyes narrowed.

“Y-yes, I made a mistake.” He nodded, “Mhm,” before setting his gun on the desk.

“I’ll meet you in the bedroom for a nap.” He smiled as he waved you off.

Rin: You hadn’t expected the drunken night to go as good as it did. Having been broken up with the day of, you decided to go out and find a random person to take home. Of course, this isn’t something you usually do, but you need something, or someone to distract you.

You had initially walked into the club with your friends by your side, but after a few shots the whole night became blurred, you all losing each other in the process.

The alcohol saved you from the thoughts that wanted to race your mind, instead you searched the crowd for someone who would be the perfect fit for tonight. Coming across a purple mullet, you knew exactly who you wanted. You downed another shot before reaching the upstairs dance floor.

You didn’t really care about anything but getting this stranger in your pants so when you reached him, you tapped his shoulder. You almost change your mind, anxiety forming when you see how attractive he is, though the alcohol in your system keeps you from folding to your insecurities.

“You wanna get out of here?” You question, swallowing your pride as his intimidating gaze locks you in a chokehold. You perk up at his smirk.

“Sure.”

Excitement causes you to grab his arm and pull him out of the club. He informs you of his driver and you allow him to take you to his place. When you both get there, you immediately pounce on him. Your lips drunkenly move against his as his arms wrap around your waist before pulling you into his arms, your legs wrapping around his torso. You make out as he carries you to the couch and sits with you on his lap.

After a couple hours or so, you both ended up in his bedroom, blankets all over the bed as you grind your hips on his face. His hands grip your thighs as you rest your arms on the head board, head back as you groan out. He smacks your ass as he laps up your juices, sucking your clit before flicking it with his tongue. Orgasm after orgasm, you both sloppily give yourselves to one another.

When you woke up the next day, your phone continuously buzzed as a call interrupted your sleep. You groaned as you grabbed the phone and eyed the screen. You sigh once you see your ex’s name. Answering the phone you picked yourself up and used one of the blankets on the floor as a cover up. You glanced at the sleeping purple haired man and walked into his bathroom, closing the door behind you.

The conversation went with your ex manipulating the situation and you falling for it once more, a never ending cycle that you knew could end if you stopped fooling yourself. Hanging up and opening the bathroom door, you weren’t expecting to see Rin sitting up on the bed, half-naked as his body faces you with his feet planted to the ground. You greet him as you put your clothes on.

“Leaving to go back to your toxic ex?” One of your eyebrows raised at him.

“That’s none of your business. Can I please get a ride to my apartment?” He nods as he watches you walk out.

A week has passed and you and your ex are once again back on bad terms. You were on your way to his place to pick your stuff up so it wouldn’t get mixed up with the other women’s items considering he allows them to stay over. When you opened the door, your eyebrows furrowed at the dark living room. He just texted you so you didn’t understand why he wouldn’t be waiting in the living space like he always does.

You gasp when you reach his bedroom doorway, his corpse lying on the floor with blood oozing from a bullet hole in his head, lifeless eyes wide open. You look at the culprit who sits on the bed facing away from you.

“What the fuck?” You breathe out, uncomfortable and terrified from the display. You could recognize the mullet from anywhere. He stands up from the bed with the gun still in hand.

“Let’s go.” He says, expecting you to follow as he walks past you. Because of the gun in his hand, you really didn’t have a choice but to follow if you didn’t want to end up like your ex.

Sanzu: You knew that even if you’re unhappy with your marriage, you probably shouldn’t have cheated. Honestly, it wasn’t anything planned but you really needed the drugs you had bought from the dealer you were recommended. Who knew that the one night stand would turn into an affair. Though there didn’t seem to be any emotional connection on your part nor did it seem like his, you couldn’t stop contacting him and yearning for the pink haired man in more ways than you should for a drug dealer.

You thought what you experienced was normal until you realized you might’ve caught feelings for your dealer. Unfortunately, when you confessed, you were answered with a blank expression as you both smoked weed in his car. You realized how stupid you were to have confessed to someone when you were married so you stopped buying from him. It wasn’t until he showed up at your house and pulled you into a passionate kiss. You continued to make out until you were on the sofa, riding his cock once more as you moaned out his name.

His hands gripping your hips as he thrusted into you from below. One of his hands moved behind your head and pulled you to his shoulder as his other hand wrapped around your waist, aiming his cock deeper to keep hitting that spot that makes your thighs quake in his hold.

“Fuck.” He hissed as you rolled your hips harder, grunting as his grip tightened. “You sure you want this?”

“Uh huh.” You moan out as you nod, head falling back as the sound of your wet pussy squelches around his thick girth. When the sound of the front door clicks open, before you could turn your head around, Sanzu pulls his gun out from the pants that sat beside him and aims it for the intruder.

“No!” You gasp just as the shot rings out. A thud follows as you turn fully to eye your now dead husband.

“Oh my…!” Your head is forced to face Sanzu, the hand free of the gun holding the back of your head as the one holding the weapon wraps around your waist, his thrusts starting again as he purposefully aims deep into your pussy. You moan out as tears fall, the pleasure contrasting with the fear and guilt in your heart. He pulls your forehead against his as he continues to fuck into you.

“This is mine.” He aims the barrel of the gun on your pubis, finger against the trigger. You stare wide eyed into his crazed blue orbs. “Only mine, got it?” You nod as he removes the gun and replaces the arm back around your waist.

He continues until you both reach your orgasms, riding them out against each other as you lean your head on his shoulder, questioning everything that brought you to this point.

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gatitties · 1 year

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Care and comfort

─ Yandere!bonten x motherly!reader (platonic)

─ Summary: you were just trying to help someone and you ended up being the obsession of a criminal organization

─ Warnings: obsession, stalking, toxic behaviors, kidnapping, slight mention of drugs and stuff related

Part two / Part three / Part four / Part five

You turned on the light in your kitchen, almost tripping over one of the stools because your eyes were still half closed, you had fallen asleep correcting the last report that the newspaper where you worked had sent you. You had noticed that you hadn't even had dinner before, so you made a quick meal before heading back to work, but before you could touch your laptop you heard a crash at the front door, as if someone had collapsed and slammed against it.

It's not that you lived in one of the worst areas of the city, but it was strange that something happened in the wee hours of the morning, you walked slowly, opening the door, or trying to, because the body of a man was blocking the entrance, a few minutes of struggle was enough for the unconscious body to fall to the other side, leaving you to open the door completely and contemplate the man.

He had one of those mullets that were fashionable among young people, several earrings, some scars on his mouth and stains of what appeared to be vomit and blood, okay, you did not want to interfere with anyone who seemed to be a drug addict, but on second thought, it was better to help the man than to have to give statements to the police as to why there was a dead body at your door.

You dragged him home and laid him on the couch, laying him on his side so he wouldn't choke on his own vomit if he ever did, though after further scanning you decided he needed a good shower. You did not feel self-conscious in doing this job, you are of an age and you have worked in many things, among them you had a position taking care of the elderly, all kinds of care being more specific, so no, you did not feel uncomfortable having to wash this man.

You changed his clothes and put his striped suit in the wash, leaving him back on the sofa, you continued with your work, reading and quickly correcting the errors you found, the night passed quite quickly and you fell asleep once you were completely done your work, sending it to the head of the newspaper.

The next morning you woke up with a gun pointed at your temple and that man's pretty eyes staring back at you, good way to start the day indeed.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Are you young people these days so ungrateful? It was you who passed out on the doorstep of my house at two in the morning."

He lowered the gun, seeming to remember some parts of his night, he sat still a little bewildered and with his head elsewhere because of the drugs taken yesterday, he looked at you in silence now noticing his change of clothes as well as the smell of his hair, it was not the smell of his usual shampoo.

"Did you…?"

"Yes, oh, don't be ashamed, it's been a long time since I stopped being interested in that kind of thing, at a certain age the only thing one looks for is economic stability and peace of mind, are you going to stay for lunch?"

He blinked contemplating your calm form, he didn't know if he was still under the pressure of narcotics, but he didn't reject your proposal, Sanzu was anything but embarrassing, however he felt like a little boy next to you being cared for by the mother he never had.

For your part, he was not the first brat you helped, you had married friends, with grown children or adolescents who did not stop getting into small problems, you acted like the aunt who drinks wine and criticizes everyone at family gatherings, for your attitude, they found it easier to access you when they had problems they didn't want your friends ─their moms─ to know about, you always had their backs unless it was something that was detrimental to their health, then you wouldn't hesitate to call your friends to give their children a lecture, even as adults.

That same attitude was the one that made Sanzu visit you more often than he would like to admit, although most of the times he left scolded for coming home drunk or drugged, you never closed the door on him, how could you? You weren't heartless enough to leave him lying in the street when he came desperately asking for help with some of his hallucinations.

Your kindness led him to an obsession towards you, you were like his little lifeboat, his conscious part about all the madness in which he was involved, he began to watch you from afar, observing your interactions with strangers and friends, it bothered him, it bothered him that you were just as kind to others as you were to him, he wanted all your attention just for him. He was also worried about you, he had seen the worst part of the rotten world in which he lived, someone with a soft heart like you could not survive against the predators of this society.

Of course, Bonten executives were not stupid, usually most of them lived in the headquarters, they had private properties where they spent a few days or weeks, but most of the time they were in that headquarter, especially Sanzu, that's why they started to noticing his absence more and more, it's not like he had to explain himself to anyone ─except if Mikey asked him to─ but his behavior was strange, didn't he arrive drugged? It seemed like a bad joke, clothes without a bloodstain? he was definitely doing something outside their radar.

Not that the others cared much, but the Haitani brothers were a bit nosy, like gossips who want to know why their partner seems happier when he comes back in the morning after a night of 'fun'. They discussed it a couple of times with the others when Sanzu wasn't around, and they all agreed that his behavior was unusual, so they began to investigate what he did in his leisure.

This led to an ordinary person like you being watched by two executives of the largest criminal organization in the country. At first they thought that you were a whore with whom he had fallen in love, but investigating more about you, they discovered that you were a lady with an established daily life, there was nothing about you that stood out and yet you seemed so interesting.

"Sanzu please, I need to finish correcting this report, I promise you that later you can have all the hugs you want."

"No."

He tightened his grip on your waist, burying his face in the crook of your neck, you were trying to do your job but Sanzu found your hugs too comforting after you once found him crying ─from being drugged─, killing people leaves obstacles in any person and as much as he loved it, certain deaths of innocent people always ended up flying over his thoughts like ghosts that tormented him from time to time.

The sound of the doorbell made you stop typing, moving the man slightly away to go to open, you were not expecting a visitor which was strange to you, Sanzu felt a chill when you opened the door, meeting the eyes of the youngest of the Haitani directly, he got up quickly without even letting you ask what those guys wanted, he pulled you back before Ran could drag you with him.

"What the fuck are you two doing here?"

"Make sure you don't have too much fun, are you so in love that you forget the meetings?"

They started a little discussion while you looked blankly, you and Rindou looked at each other in silence while the other two talked, you greeted with a brief nod, thinking they were Sanzu's coworkers.

Luckily just when the discussion was getting more heated, a 'ding' coming from the oven threw everyone off concentration, taking advantage of this you got out of the man's strong grip, walking towards the kitchen to see that the cookies you had been working on before were ready.

"There are plenty of cookies for everyone, Sanzu you can invite your friends."

"They are not my friends!"

"That's very kind of you, we'd love to meet our friend's friend."

So you ended up having lunch with the three men in an awkward silence between them, due to the tension of which you preferred not to take into account, Ran and Rindou were quite nice and understood that you were not a love interest, nor did you want it, nor did you seek it. Alarm bells of boys without a mother figure going off again, of course you caught their interest more than before, they knew your background but not your personality, and they ended up falling into that obsession towards you, as if there was something that made them gravitate towards you, was it because of your simplicity? for your kind words? They didn't know it, but they were jealous that Sanzu could snuggle up against you and they would have to keep more of their distance.

Now you had three of Bonten's executives constantly visiting your house, whether it was asking you for small favors or advice on nonsense to asking you to make them cookies or food in general, they just desperately wanted your attention, like babies crying out for their mother.

This cycle of obsession only made the others begin to suspect that they were up to something, whether it was harmful to Bonten or not, Takeomi was the first to notice, Kokonoi the same, he noticed how the brothers spent a certain amount of money, which they didn't used to do that often, followed by Kakucho, Mochizuki and lastly Mikey.

So it led you to be kidnapped by Mochi after doing enough research on you, because they didn't take much notice of it at first when the brothers first noticed. You were tied hand and foot, a blindfold was removed after consciousness returned to you, you found yourself face to face with a man with immense dark circles and eyes full of lifeless, on his right side another man with a large scar on his face, on his left side another man with a small scar on his left eye.

You felt something cold touching your temple, again you had a gun pointed at you, held by the same boy who had kidnapped you, you turned your head also noticing another man with long white hair.

"Who are you and why do you have my executives after you?"

"Executives…?" you looked at everyone carefully, connecting the dots when you saw their tattoos "Oh- so that's why they never wanted to tell me what they worked for… are you some kind of organization? Like arms smuggling, money laundering or something?"

You took the situation calmly, that your life was hanging by a thread right now was not one of your biggest concerns, you had lived a full and happy life up to now, you had no regrets, you were mature enough to understand the point at which you were, the more the years go by, the less afraid you are of the things that used to terrify you when you were young.

"GET YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF MY MOTHER!"

Everyone was surprised to see how Sanzu entered kicking Mochizuki so that the weapon flew out of his hands, away from you, the Haitani brothers followed closely untying you quickly while all those men had a discussion of looks, the dense silence was broken by your giggle, you were trying to control yourself as much as you could but it was impossible.

"My God, Sanzu, you just called me mom!?"

The boy's face was completely dyed in pink tones, all the attention was now focused on you while you let out a laugh at the slip that your child had, something made the hearts of others clench in pain when they heard your laugh, no matter how bad it sounded, whether it was asthmatic, uproarious, or silent laughter, it was like real music to the ears of all the executives at Bonten, including the leader. As if you had flipped a switch in the mind of their rotten minds, they now had a new interest in you, as if you had further triggered an obsession you were unaware of with the first three you met.

They began to understand why those three felt attracted to you, it was as if your mere presence was intoxicating for them, as if just listening to you or looking at you calmed their broken hearts, many alarms from boys without a mother figure, of course that was a triggering reason, all these men longed for that kind of love that they could hardly experience.

Now you had the criminal organization after you, not in a bad way, more like a bunch of men acting childishly because of your limited attention. One thing they were clear about without the need to speak, you were not going to leave their sight for a single moment from now on.

#tokyo revengers x reader #reader inser #fem reader #platonic reader #yandere platonic #bonten #bonten x reader #sanzu #mochi #mikey #ran #rindou #haitani #kakucho #kokonoi #motherly reader #yandere bonten x reader #yandere platonic bonten x reader #old reader

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TOKYO REVENGERS OMEGAVERSE (mythological au!) ☆

୨୧ demigod! alpha! tokyo revengers x omega! reader (pairing : kazutora, mitsuya, baji, mikey, takemichi, shinichiro, izana, ran, draken, taiju, kokonoi, kakucho)

— a mix of what cabins they would be in and how they would be like with their omega (cabin = which god/goddess would they be the son of)

my masterlist : ☆

(I just finished watching the serie 'percy jackson' on disney+ and I just thought it would be an interesting idea to explore! of course it's purely my opinion and it might not be really representative. it's also fine if you don't know anything about percy jackson! I didn't add any details about the plot/storyline)

(+ if you've read my other headcanons, some of them might be similar to what I've already posted.. I hope none of you will mind!)

(+ I'm thinking about making it a serie : about a huge harem probably? or separated stories about omega!reader's life inside the half blood camp pls tell me what you think!!)

ALPHA! KAZUTORA (aphrodite)

he's a hard one, like all the others, but I remember seeing a post in which kazutora was described as fairly attractive and that he was quite popular with the girls. seeing just how deceiving he can be with a charming smile on, convinced me to put him under the banner of aphrodite.

with the omega he wants to court, kazutora has no shame making use of his powers to woo her. he'll manipulate her emotions so she can only find comfort in his arms. despite being an alpha, kazutora has a pretty delicate scent which makes you want to trust him. he's aware of his charm and makes a good use of it whenever he considers necessary.

he's hopelessly devoted and indulges in his passionate love a 100%, so he often comes off as intense and overwhelming. he doesn't care though, he loves his omega with a burning passion and you need to know it. people also need to stay put, as he's pretty jealous. he's not the son of love itself for nothing, if an opponent arises, he's quick to get rid of him.

as I said, kazutora is willing to manipulate you in order to get you under his watch. he wants to supervise his lover. as an alpha, he's even more protective and possessive, he's terrified of losing you to someone else. he'll shower you with compliments and affection, inevitably forcing you to let your guard down because he's just so kind. this will make it easy for him to keep you under his influence, whether you know it or not.

as a child of aphrodite, kazutora wants to make you fall in love with him, it doesn't matter if it's with a false image of him or if he had to manipulate you. he just wants his pretty omega by his side, the only one worthy of his love and worship.

kazutora still is a toxic person, he'll exploit your vulnerabilities and the trust you place in him, for his own gain. he could use guilt-tripping, gaslighting or emotional blackmail ; he has no morals. he wants you for himself and he'll use any ways he sees fit to achieve his dream of being the only one you think about. you're the only one on his mind, it should go both ways, otherwise kazutora will feel betrayed.

you often get confused at his behaviour. how can someone be so kind, soft and attentive to you, just to end up messing with your mind like that. you don't know what to think anymore and you're just left with kazutora as your compass, as he successfully got rid of anything susceptible to drive you away from him. you didn't even realise – with how sweetly overbearing his presence is – that he managed to make your cute little brain forget about everything else. your feelings, all over the place because of his sickly gentle smiles and words, made you solely focus on him to the point that you just couldn't find happiness in anyone else but him.

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ALPHA! MITSUYA (hera)

I think he could be a child of hera ; he's a great cook, responsible and reliable, independent and has his priorities straight. it's also confirmed that he's one of the best boyfriends of toman and I know alpha!mitsuya's dream is to build a family. the way he looks after his little sisters, despite his exhaustion, is a sign of how family oriented he is.

mitsuya is just so kind with his omega, reassuring, and a strong power you can count on. you don't fear anything when he's here, he's a protector and a provider. he has a deep sense of duty which compels him to keep you healthy and happy.

his omega is his joy, he's happy if you are. mitsuya is committed and view your relationship as something extremely serious he would never let go of. he expects the same devotion from his omega, as he values loyalty above anything else.

he wishes for you both to marry each other as he thrives in your presence. you can expect a merry domestic life with him, he takes care of you and keeps the relationship going with cute and funny date ideas. he has everything planned along for you, he wants to secure your future and make sure everything goes smoothly.

he also provides a stable environment for you, he approaches conflicts calmly and rationally, so you never stressed out whenever you have one of those rare arguments. your couple is healthy and lovely, mitsuya cuddles you each day, calls you whenever he has time and he's away ; he wants nothing more than to keep you safe, showering you with tender affection.

you'll never feel unloved or unsafe. hera is fierce and protective, she's also a jealous deity who sees her couple as almost sacred. mitsuya will eradicate any threats that might come your way. he'll go feral should his omega ever feel scared and distressed. it would mean that he failed as your alpha and mitsuya would feel more than defeated, crushed and will be desperate to make it up to you, to show you you can still rely on him. please give him a chance.

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ALPHA! BAJI (zeus)

baji is a son of zeus. he might not be the leader of toman, but he does have that central position with a ton lot of leadership qualities in him. he kind of is a mediator in a way, and cares for the people around him a lot, and they also look up to him, which gives him a lot of authority.

he's controlling and will absolutely get mad in the right situations. baji doesn't let just anyone near his omega, but he tries to take your opinions into consideration. he might be an alpha and therefore know better than you about whether something or someone is dangerous, but he'll let you do your own thing as long as he's there to watch and protect.

he wants a bit of control over you as well. as I said, his protective instincts are strong and very sensitive, he isn't delusional the way kazutora could be, but he's weary and suspicious. one wrong move and that man you were talking to is done for.

it might come out as small bursts of aggressiveness and anger, throwing earth shaking thunders whenever his omega's well being and honour are threatened. this behaviour of his truly is a shocking contrast to how soft and enamored he is with you. people are cautious around him, scared even, like they are walking around a volcano ready to burst. but you just have that privileged relationship with him, which allows you to let your guard down and jokingly mess with him. he lets you do about anything you want and accepts everything you do with a straight face and a satisfied scent.

baji wants to claim you. not just for everyone to see but to feel a connection with the one he devoted himself to. you're his whole world, you offer him stability and a place he can finally let go of all his worries and responsibilities. he wants nothing more than to solidify that strong link between the two of you.

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ALPHA! TAKEMICHI (hermes)

without any surprise, takemichi definitely is a son of hermes. be it the way he time travels, his smart personality (yes) ; he can think quickly and make the actual best decisions even if he doesn't realise it. despite being awkward, he communicates well and makes friends everywhere he goes, he's a people magnet and charms them unknowingly.

takemichi was able to court you with his naturally funny personality and playful banter. he's awkward ; and that's a good change you love to see in an alpha. he's not overwhelming and gives you your own space. he's respectful and values your opinions so much to the point that you might as well be his moral compass.

he has great principles and you would never abuse his kindness and dedication to you. but you can't help but notice how tamed he becomes whenever you're talking to him. if you tell or ask him something, he complies without a word.

in his eyes, you're glowing and smell so divinely good. are you sure you're not a goddess yourself ? because takemichi just can't get enough of you, as if he's hypnotized.

despite being surrounded by so many people, takemichi's eyes are solely set on you. he lives to make you laugh and is very sensitive about your emotions ; whenever you're down and feeling stressed, he quickly becomes a huge support. he calms you, reassures you by drowning you in his scent and praises. he knows exactly what to say.

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ALPHA! MIKEY (ares)

I don't think it surprises anyone as well, but I see him as a child of ares. although with his complex personality it's hard to rank him under a god for sure, but he shares the most traits with him, especially with his "dark impulse". he likes to fight, get into trouble and doesn't actively respect hierarchies. and not only does he love throwing hands, but he's particularly good at it, to the point of sparking fear and respect to his comrades and enemies alike.

mikey's personality as the son of ares isn't exactly that far from the reality. he's often violent, and for no particular reasons. but he's even more reckless whenever it involves his omega. along with provoking such violent urges, it also gives him another reason to beat someone up and he would never dodge that chance.

still, he's charismatic and despite everything, you find yourself drawn to him like a moth to a flame. he's so confident, jumping into any battles without an ounce of fear that your instincts can't help but feel at ease with him. you know you have nothing to fear ; mikey will protect you at the cost of his life. and his reputation also works like a charm to keep danger at bay.

mikey is jealous, and will become enraged if you were to show interest or affection for other men. instead of confronting you, he'll just erase them directly. that way, you have no other choice than to turn to him. if mikey keeps eliminating all of his concurrency, you'll soon come to realise that no other alphas can compare to him. you'll look at him with just as much love and desperation as he does. he doesn't care if he has to use his power and influence to keep you by his side, he'll do it with little to no regard for consequences. so what if you're mad or devastated, it was the right thing to do : a good alpha can't let bugs crawl around his omega.

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ALPHA! SHINICHIRO (apollo)

I hesitated between apollo and hephaestus, but I figured the only think he really shares with him is his ability to create, his love for machines and his technical skills. so I settled for apollo! shinichiro is a peaceful mediator, kind and compassionate, he sees the good in everyone and doesn't tolerate people without any sense of morality. he might not play any instrument and doesn't have a particular taste for music, but he has that healing and positive aura that draws people to him, kind of like takemichi.

in shinichiro's eyes, you're a joy to be around and he wants to keep that merry personality of yours by his side for as much as you'll let him.

I like to imagine alpha!shinichiro similar to who he was during the first timeline : a fierce and great fighter, with an abundant love for his family.

shinichiro nurtures an ardent affection for you, unwavering and he borderline worships you. he won't let anyone harm you, he'll fight for you, threatens anyone for you and do so much more. he has a sense of responsibility now that you're his, he can't let you down nor disappoint you. you'll see just how much of an infatuated man he is.

apollo is cruel and vengeful ; shinichiro doesn't tolerate any negative intentions towards his omega. he's observant and doesn't let second chances : if you disrespect his lover, you'll pay, end of story.

just remember apollo's love life, he's passionate and romantic. it goes beyond death and he's loyal to a fault. shinichiro knows you're the one, you make him believe in love at first sight.

just as any other god, apollo is jealous. this trait of his passed down to shinichiro, who actually acts out on this feeling secretly. he won't ever let you see such a bad side of him ; he's supposed to be your unshakable partner, calm and collected. he'll just claim you, scent you, appears more often with you during social outings. and if that still doesn't work, he'll have no choice but to be more violent. but you'll know none of this ; he'll remain confident and positive, with soft smiles and tender kisses.

he provides such a comforting space for his omega, soothing any of your worry with a radiant smile. you know he has everything under control, so you can abandon yourself completely to your alpha.

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ALPHA! IZANA (hades)

izana could be associated with so many deities but I'll settle for hades. his deranged thoughts and past actually make up most of his personality and explain his whole behaviour; he can't let go of any of his burdens and remains absolutely crushed and tortured by them. he feels lonely, betrayed and has so many negative emotions circling around him. he has trouble connecting with other people the way any normal person would, he's rude and direct, and you can even think he doesn't actually care about his comrades because of his aggressive actions.

contrary to hades, izana does let out his emotions a lot. he actually can't quite control them and is often a slave to his own feelings. he's crazily jealous and possessive, his instincts are all over the place, forcing him to keep you locked away somewhere he considers safe enough.

he hates those lusty eyes people have whenever you come by, he wants to just tear their faces apart. still, he does nothing, too preoccupied by the image you might have of him.

he's violent and pitiless, but there are times when he's self conscious and would hate himself if you were to tremble and cry from fear of him. sure it does help to keep you in check ; his omega should listen well, stay put and pretty, ready to obey him. but there's a limit he's not mentally ready to cross. don't hate him the way others do, don't look at him with a consuming fear he's so familiar to see in other's eyes.

you're one of the few people, if not the only, he lets himself be vulnerable around. he expects a devotion and willingness on your side to just do anything he asks. he won't hesitate to force you into submission, coating you with sweet words contrasting of his actions ; he doesn't know how to love and it will feel suffocating at times. but you manage.

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ALPHA! RAN (dionysus)

an easy one. dionysus is the god of wine and parties and likes to be the center of attention, although this could be more accurate for bonten!ran era. ran just loves to indulge in pleasures, participate in what one would consider as immoral and unholy. he actually couldn't care less about other people's opinions and simply enjoys what life has in store (brothels, alcohol, murder... you get it). ran is a red flag and he just enjoys chaos, he doesn't care about stability and just want to have fun. he's intense and often hard to decipher, making him a complex person.

ran is absolutely infatuated with you, he finds you intriguing, ridiculously pretty and your scent is intoxicating. how can he not desire your presence ?

being with you feels like a drug, you just can't leave his mind and that's why he can't let go of you either. he indulges fully into the pleasures of life and you just so happen to be the perfect embodiment of all the joys he seems to crave so openly.

he is sociable and there always seems to be a flock of people around him. he loves the attention, but yours particularly, to your surprise. you don't know what about you charmed him, why you of all people considering how popular he is. but here you are, glued to him and not exactly out of your own will.

ran wants you by his side, so you'll stay. simple as that. he's constantly burying his nose in the crook of your neck. you just smell so nice and every part of you is to die for. he extends predatory hands out to you, exploring your body shamelessly without any concerns for how you feel. he just wants to touch you, feel you and own you.

he's a great talker, he knows exactly what to tell you to make you behave the way he wants. if he doesn't like you around someone, he won't tell you directly, although he could, considering the power he has over you. but he'd rather make it fun : not letting you have any control over the situation and making you act a certain way all because he decided of it. like a puppet, you'll be under the good will of ran, you don't have a word to say.

despite this complex personality, he doesn't like when things get too complicated. yes he might enjoy tricking you and messing with your head, but he's all too open to fun and pleasure. so he's someone who'll spend his time having fun with you, never letting anything get boring.

as I said, he's possessive. he's an alpha and a demigod. you're both his plaything and partner, and he absolutely despises whenever someone tries to turn you away from him. just like how he looks for you first in a crowd, his omega can't have wandering eyes. he gets annoyed quickly when his fun is ruined by a stupid alpha, so he'll also get rid of the problem just as fast as it appeared. no time for gloomy and uncomfortable feelings !

he doesn't know any limits and doesn't seem to understand why you might have any. he'll let you do about anything to him, use him to satisfy any urge you might have, relieve your anger and envy however you like. just use him, just like he does with you. that's his definition of love and he can't help but levitate around you like a magnet. it's stronger than him.

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ALPHA! DRAKEN (poseidon)

I'm not satisfied with this pick, but draken works well as a son of poseidon. he's big and tall, imposing, but never goes too far, he knows how to regulate his strength as to not abuse it. he's protective and loyal, calm at times and especially when it's needed. he's a pillar to his team, toman, and people know they can count on him. he's stoic and you would never guess what's going on inside his head, although it doesn't mean he's aloof ; as I said, he's attentive and caring, he's both a shield and sword to his friends.

draken here is a bit similar to what I already wrote about him on my blog so I'll be quick.

it's painfully obvious you're his omega and you're not to be messed with. he's stable like the sea and you can't help but wish he'll let you stick with him. luckily, draken has heart eyes for you only, so he lets you have your own privileges.

it's sometimes so subtle you might not notice it. but draken does have a soft spot for you ; constantly checking up on you, asking you where you've been, what you did and with whom.

I know poseidon has a bad temper, he is proud and competitive. draken is all of the above but in a reasonable way, he doesn't go overboard. when he's in a stable condition, he knows he has the situation under control and doesn't even feel the need to keep you away. you're an omega sure, but he trusts himself enough that you don't need to be hidden.

as I said, he appears calm, but whenever he does get angry, albeit not that rare, it's always shocking and terrifying. he's so intimidating, he has that dark look which makes you want to lower your gaze, and his scent forces anyone to recognize his power.

he's so protective, gently cradling you in his arms if you're feeling scared. even if he knows you have nothing to be scared of – since he's there – he won't allow any negative emotions to crawl their way up to you. he's your shield to this particularly cruel world.

he will never judge you for how you feel : he's aware that omegas are more sensitive than alphas. he will therefore make sure you're never exposed to too much at once. he'll just assert dominance, both to keep you safe and to inform others that he's what they'll be confronted with if they ever approach you.

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ALPHA! TAIJU (ares)

another son of ares! I can't see him as anything else than that, taiju literally is the embodiment of war and violence. he has a quick temper, he easily gets annoyed and wants things to go his way. his solution to problems is to use his fists carelessly and he's not that reassuring, no matter who you are to him (friend, family, comrade or enemy). and I just know this man has a massive breeding kink, which would totally fit with ares, as he's a symbol of virility and masculine potency. this guy wants a lineage and to exert control over his omega.

same for him, I already described him pretty well in other posts so it will probably be repetitive.

taiju is unsurprisingly aggressive and thrives whenever he's surrounded by violence. he wants nothing more than to taste blood and feel the adrenaline a good fight gives him.

he wants you to look at him, to see just how strong your alpha is. be proud and feel safe. taiju is sending you painfully obvious messages of what will happen if he was to catch you cheating. you can be sure he'll never let it slide, he'll beat the hell out of anyone who looks at you and anyone you look at. by now, you learnt to never cross the eyes of anyone else for their own sake.

he's suffocating, his love is mean and jealous. you're his precious possession, don't leave his sight. he likes to see you look so small, he towers over you like he could crush your frail form if he didn't pay attention to how much pressure he was hugging you with.

this difference makes him feel in charge in the best way possible, he knows you can't resist him anyways. he loves that vulnerability of yours, how naive and dumb you can be. let taiju be the master of your decisions. as an alpha, he's way better suited to guide you than you are. please stay quiet and cute, just like always. he can't have his adorable omega tainted by unholy thoughts and disgusting people. you're so pure, you need to stay that way.

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ALPHA! KOKONOI (athena)

I was tempted to associate him to dionysus, but he doesn't have that extravagant personality and tendency of falling into the excesses. so athena is a pretty good pick I think. he's calm and collected, deeply loyal and ready to sacrifice himself for his loved ones, even going as far as giving up his morals. he's extremely smart and understands how everything works easily, he never strays from his goal once he has his mind set on it and his role as a money maker in his gang proves just how much his members trust him and recognize his reliability. moreover, he's not just brains, but knows how to fight pretty well, making him a great opponent.

he's cool headed most of the times. you're automatically attracted to him by his honesty and steadfast love for you. he wants the best for you and he'll give it to you in a heartbeat.

yes he does care about good and evil, what is right and wrong, but with his doe-eyed omega right in front of him, it's easy for him to just forget what morality is. he tries his best to add you into his virtuous life, but he often strays off from his righteous path if your safety is involved.

he's oftentimes composed and keeps his emotions his check, he doesn't get easily affected by the sorrows of others. but you're his weakness, and he hates your crying face despite everything. it bothers him so much to be this affected by you, but he slowly came to embrace his love for you, and life has never been easier.

he's so faithful. there's something about the both of you being so committed to one another that drives his mind crazy. he recognises you as one of his own, you're his omega and therefore, all of the people he interacts with need to show you the same respect he harbours for you.

just like athena is a defensive force, kokonoi has a strong sense of duty : he protects you without any fear. if he can't do that correctly then he has nothing to be proud of. it's a life rule at this point ; no harm should come across your silk-like skin.

he's possessive and does scent you a lot, but he doesn't want to come off as suffocating and too overpowering. he gives you your own time and space, letting you go away to cool off if you ever get mad at him. it does kill him to have you so far away from him and to know he's the reason of your annoyance, but he also knows what's best for your relationship and he doesn't want to risk anything he carefully built with you for so long.

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ALPHA! KAKUCHO (demeter)

I know this one will make a few brows furrow, but I just think it fits. demeter is kind and compassionate, just like kakucho. he has that protective role in the gang, especially towards izana and he's ready to ignore justice, morals and virtue in favour of his loved ones. he's similar in this way, to how protective demeter is with her daughter persephone. kakucho loves deeply and his fierce nature serves others, not his ideals or own goals.

kakucho is a kind alpha! he has no dirty thoughts and bad intentions towards you. he simply loves you and wish you would reciprocate his feelings.

he won't force anything on you, while being deeply involved in your relationship. he admires you and your generous personality. he thinks you're out of his league but still, he'll try to win your heart by exceeding every of your expectations.

just like demeter who's overly protective of her daughter, kakucho's main concern is his omega. it's getting repetitive but you need to know that an alpha mixed with a god can be nothing else if not possessive and protective.

kakucho reminds you of a warm home and you're always more than happy to jump into his arms, excited for his comforting hugs. he kisses your temple softly, whispers praises words of how pretty you look and caresses your knuckles with his thumb whenever he holds your hand.

it's literally written on his face that he loves you more than he values his life. he gets shy when you mention it but never denies it. contrary to some alphas, he isn't embarrassed to affirm that he indeed listens very well to his omega. he, who is supposed to be all big and intimidating, melts into a puddle whenever you call him over with a baby voice. god, he loves when you treat him so sweetly.

demeter also has a temper of her own and could become very fierce when angry. kakucho has that vibe as well, the feeling of a sleeping storm, awaiting the moment when someone will mess something up to burst.

he usually doesn't let his emotions control him, but when someone threatens him to steal you from him because he supposedly can't take care of you, he just explodes. kakucho will give anything he has and doesn't have for you, what right does a stranger have to quality him as competent enough or not ? although when his wrath has passed, he'll feel a bit self conscious and scared that some truth was hidden in his words. but if you do a great job at reassuring him and telling him how safe and giddy kakucho makes you feel, then he'll be fine as well.

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dollopi · 5 months

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FAST AS YOU CAN + BONTEN.

# implications of abuse / manipulation / general yandere themes. ▂▂⌇

manjiro ‘mikey’ sano: overprotective + possessive. (w. clingy traits.)

most likely to have you abducted.

- what comes to define manjiro in his later years is guilt. experiencing so much loss at such an impressionable age has scarred him to such a degree, where mikey's afraid to have anyone closer than at an arms length.

- you're unlucky in this way. where mikey will be sure to have you locked up and kept under a watchful eye, he'll also refuse to strenghten any lasting bond.

- but this relationship won't come to last. at some point mikey will open all of his heart to you, although it's a painstaking process to have him trust that you won't dissappear at any given moment.

- you'll be damned to think that mikey will loosen your restraints, at this point. when he's let his heart go glip, you can kiss any dream of freedom goodbye.

haruchiyo ‘sanzu’ akashi: possessive + obsessive (w. clingy traits.)

- sanzu wants to eat you alive.

- he's loyal as a dog, which is quick to turn suffocating. incredibly eager to serve, sanzu will stop at nothing to have you satisfied.

- unfortunately, this does not mean he puts your actual wants into consideration.

- instead, haruchiyo uses this so-called 'intuition' to bring out vicious massacres in your honor, vowing to have you shielded from this cruel, cruel world.

kakucho: overprotective.

- kakucho adores you.

- out of any bonten excecutive, you are the most likely to actually build a bond with kakucho, one that won't stem from fear. in spite of this, your free will is scarce.

- kakucho has lost the only person whom he would've actually considered his friend, and this means that you will forever stand as a the only worthy placeholder for izana, someone who kakucho was to protect at all times.

- you differ from izana, however, where kakucho knows that you are weak in comparison to him. you are unfit for the life kakucho has sucked you into, exerting no strength that his late king carried.

takeomi akashi: possessive + self-indulgent.

least likely to have you abducted.

- because of takeomi’s hedonistic tendencies, he cares very little for how you go around your daily life, as long as you return to him when he wishes.

- of course that doesn’t mean takeomi’s entirely uncaring, as he’ll have his most trusted subordinates keeping track of your every move.

- takeomi expects your outmost loyalty, and you’d be stupid to think that this means you’re allowed to run around with anyone other than him.

kanji ‘mocchi’ mochizuki: overprotective.

- mocchi likes to believe he is honorable.

- similar to kakucho, he does actually desire an actual bond with you, one where you'll be happy to stay by his side, without the unnecessary force.

- he'll come to find this difficult, however. where kakucho is able to be effortlessly kind and giving with you, you'll most likely be intimated by mocchi's imposing physique, and rough personality.

- although mocchi might find himself dissappointed when you're hiding from him, he'll do his damndest to have you comfortable; all while fighting off the urge to have you forcibly submit to him.

ran haitani: possessive + self-indulgent. (w. clingy traits.)

- where ran stands different from takeomi, is that he’s possessive to a much more personal level.

- takeomi perceives you as something akin to a pet, but ran can somewhat appreciate you as a human being.

- this does not mean that he’ll take your feelings in consideration, however. what this belief extends to are your opinions of him, and ran will make sure that he will occupy your mind, as much as you do his.

- ran is smothering. wherever he goes, you go. unfortunately for you, ran doesn’t go anywhere, most of the time.

rindou haitani: possessive + controlling.

- rindou believes he owns you.

- being so used to having to share the spotlight with his older brother, rindou quickly comes to find that the world splits in two; what is his and what is ran’s.

- and you best believe that when it comes to you, you’re his.

- because of this skewed belief, rindou views you as an extension of himself, believing he would only be right to exert total control of your every action.

- rindou is quick to turn controlling, meticulous in your understanding that you are his.

hajime kokonoi: over-protective + manipulative.

- similar to mikey, kokonoi's biggest fear comes from loss.

- he'll spend years chasing after someone who's long gone, looking for the gust in the wind that is akane, or in the very least a convincing enough lookalike.

- it's likely he'll find you in this search, but where you will differ, is as much more than a simple solace.

- unlike with mikey, you are given the illusion of choice with kokonoi. koko is manipulative as he is overprotective, willing to have you believe you are able to leave at any point, when you have already been spun into his web.

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nightlychaos19 · 1 year

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Manipulative

Yandere Ran Haitani x Reader

Whoever had designated eating ice cream after a break up, was an absolute genius. It truly did help soothe your wounded soul and the fact that you were tossed aside for someone else, not once but twice and it hadn't even hit the five month anniversary of the first time!

After your disaster of a date, your feet had led you to your favorite ice cream shop and you were sure that an angel was whispering in your ear to treat yourself, that you deserved it.

And you agreed, you did deserve it.

You hummed in delight as you ate your ice cream. The new flavor you had chosen was absolutely marvelous. You thought, why not try something new and you did, and chose the largest cone and a couple scoops to go along with it.

"♪ I can't live without you now. What's my existence without you? ♪" You sang, as you crossed the street. The song had played in the ice cream shop, and now it was stuck in your head. "♪ If I get separated from you, then I'll be separated from myself. Now only you are my life and love. ♪"

It was rather ironic, you thought. Singing love songs when you had just been dumped twice in the span of three months. The song was a favorite of yours though, but Ran Haitani just had to invade it as well, placing his mark all over it.

The second he heard the song, he became addicted to it, saying the song was poetic and said everything his heart felt for you, the words he couldn't express.

Soon it became "yours and his" song.

Now it almost felt nostalgic hearing it, especially without him. That was something you had never thought possible, since you had gotten pretty sick of hearing the song. Ran had overplayed it so much that you couldn't stand to stay in the room if it was playing.

Funny how it sounded so refreshing after all this time.

After turning into the alleyway, you cringed as you felt the gravelly cement, this just wasn't your night was it?

You continued to hum the song as you ate your ice cream, and commended yourself for the good choice, as it almost soothed over the burn left behind by Jay.

Even though your date night had been a disaster, the rest of it seemed to be looking up. You got rid of a potential headache, got rewarded with a delicious treat, and the night sky was absolutely radiating. You could see so many stars and the moon shimmering brighter than usual.

Too bad you didn't have a lover, it would've been rather romantic walking under the stars. Then again, who said single people couldn't enjoy a night under the stars?

With a soft giggle, you continued on your way home, ready to hit the couch, order take out and binge watch Netflix.

"Hey baby." You heard someone say, and assumed it was for someone else, because who would be saying it for you?

You just continued on your way, paying no heed to whomever else was around and kept scrolling through your phone.

The owner of the voice then chuckled, and you couldn't help but think it sounded familiar. "♪ What kind of relationship do we have? Not for a moment can I stay away, as I live everyday for you. ♪" The stranger sang, causing you to freeze in your tracks.

Your poor ice cream slipped from your fingers as your body stood paralyzed with fear, eyes widening in fear. Too terrified to even turn around and see whether the nightmare that awaited you was him.

You prayed to god it wasn't him, you couldn't go back to him. You wouldn't go back to him.

"Aww, your ice cream." He mused in a cheeky tone. "Don't worry though baby, I promise I'll get you another one."

Your chest heaved heavily in panic and you screamed at your legs to move and run for it, but they couldn't, stuck in place, shivering in fear. Even your thoughts couldn't be set straight, as your mind was too preoccupied and too terrified with the thought that he had actually found you.

You were careful, were you not? Your place wasn't under your name, you were renting from a friend! Your mail? That went to the post office, were you had set up a locker and that information went to your friend's place. You were careful not to leave a paper trail!

A nervous chuckle escaped your lips as you tried to even your tone. "I-I'm sorry, but I think you have the wrong person." You say and attempt to walk away.

"You're mad at me, aren't you, [Y/N]?" He chuckles, clearly amused for a reason you can't even bother to fathom to understand. "Come to me [Y/N]." He commands and you stop once more, feeling your body betray your mind, and slowly turn to face your awaited nightmare.

Ran Haitani was many things, but being ugly was definitely not one of those things. Your eyes were met by a beautiful sight that was Ran Haitani.

There he stood against a fence, the wind blowing through his purple locks, reminding you of how much a handsome man he was. His eyes twinkling, much like the stars in the night sky. The moon shimmered down on him, further accentuating his good looks and that aggravating ego of his. He had the looks of a model, but the personality of a monster.

"Hey baby." His voice tired, and dark circles under his brimming eyes were rather prominent. What had happened to him? It had seemed he had several restless nights. Did his lovely new doll never let him rest?

The thought of her left a bitter taste in your mouth.

"Come to me," He beckoned, raising his hand, motioning you to come to him.

But you never moved a muscle, standing firm in your spot. Afraid he'd snatch you up and lock you away. Escaping once had been clearly a pure chance of luck, but a second time? You'd never see the light of day again.

He arched a brow in question and beckoned you to come to him once more but once again you didn't dare to move. You locked eyes with him, wanting to run but you couldn't, too terrified to move a muscle. Agonized by the thoughts of what he'd do if he caught you, if you attempted to run.

So rather than leaving you be, he pushed himself from the fence he had been leaning on and strolled right up to you, never wavering his piercing gaze.

You shivered at the touch of his fingers as they grazed your cheeks. His fingers were colder than you remembered. He towered over you like always, and close enough for you to catch a whiff of the fragrance you had once bought for him. It was indeed a bit of a surprise he hadn't retired it and chosen something different his lovely new doll had chosen for him. "R-Ran.." You breathed, unable to say anything else.

He gave you a closed eye smile as he leaned closer to you. "I missed you." He simply said, stunning you.

What the fuck?

His fingers soon cupped your cheek, his thumb affectionately rubbing your cheek and he gave you a look you had never seen before. Sure he had a lot of expressions that bled I love you, but this one? It was similar to I love you, but yet somehow...deeper? "I hope you missed me too.." He whispered, face inching closer to yours.

Once more your body seemed to betray your mind, and leaned into his warm touch which had almost felt foreign to you.

"Let's go home." He murmured against your hair, snapping you back into reality. Instantly you jerked away from him, breathing heavily. "[Y/N]?" With a tilt of his head, he gave you a questioning stare.

You bit your lip, scolding yourself for falling back into such habits and before you knew it, your fingers grabbed a hold of your bag and smacked Ran with it. His eyes widened at the sudden motion of assault and tripped over his feet.

You watched breathlessly as he fell on his ass, his eyes blown wide in shock as he stared at you. "[Y/N]." Your name rolled off his tongue with a mixture of emotions, waking you from your momentary stupor and you knew you had fucked up.

So you took that as your cue to go and booked it down the alleyway.

Chills ran down your spine when you heard his manic laughter. "Run, [Y/N]! Run!"

And run, you did.

Breathing heavily, you hid behind a row of tall bushes hoping Ran Haitani would decide to leave you alone and go back to his new doll. Or in the very least, not kill you.

Though you highly doubted he wouldn't, afterall you just had to go off and smack him with your purse.

"[Y/N]! Come on out!" You could hear his voice call out from nearby, causing you shut your eyes tightly, hoping he'd pass you by. "I promise I won't punish you if you come out right now!"

You gulped at his threat. You had to keep running, for the sake of your freedom. You'd never return to that hellhole with him, you were finally free and you were gonna keep it that way.

Once he was further down the way, you bolted once more, ignoring his shouts for you to stop. Your legs kept running and turning every corner you could, praying he would just give up, branding you as a lost cause.

Soon you reached another alley and quickly hid behind a dumpster, trying to catch your breath. You frowned when your hand touched some sticky substance, but didn't dare to move. You curled into yourself, trying stay out from sight as much as you could.

Maybe you really should've moved out of the country instead. Maybe that would've dissuaded him from searching you out. What a missed opportunity!

Maybe—

"Baby! There you are!" He exclaimed, scaring the shit out of you as he yanked you up roughly by the arm.

A startled cry escaped your lips as he manhandled you. Tears swelled up in your eyes as you realized you were fucked, there was no way this madman would ever let you go.

Ran smiled down at you, running his fingers through your locks. "Just look at your hair baby! Getting it dirty!" He chastised, that crazy smile of his never fading. "C'mon, time to go home!" He exclaimed happily, grabbing a hold of your wrist tightly and pulled you along.

Your hand instantly tried to claw his off, but it proved to be rather useless, his grip was far too strong for you.

An overexaggerated sigh escaped his lips as Ran rolled his eyes. "You don't have to be jealous, baby! She's gone, so you don't have to worry!"

A look of disgust was thrown his way, wondering if all that bleach had fried all his brain cells.

You continued to glare in disgust as he happily went off as if nothing had happened between you two. Surely you had to be hallucinating, right? Maybe if you closed your eyes tightly and smashed your head against something, you'd wake up from this nightmare.

"—Now I don't have to worry about you either! You're you again!" That rang the alarm bells in your brain, what did he mean by that? You were...you again? "Also there's nothing of her's either at our place! Had it cleaned out and everything!" He chirped.

Your mind kept repeating his words - you're you again - something just didn't make sense. You were ALWAYS you! So what in the— "Oh shit..." Eyes widening as you realized what he meant. After dating him, you had become a shell of your former self and adopted a persona to adjust to him. You doubted you could even do that again, it was such a pain playing a part just to please Ran.

Soon the pieces of the puzzle of this drama had started to fit together, and your features held a contorted look of repulsion.

"Y-you did this on purpose.." You said appalled and baffled by all of it.

He turned his head, giving you a twisted smile. "Whatcha mean [Y/N]?" You knew he was acting dumb on purpose.

If he had orchestrated all of this on purpose, then...Then he always knew where you were. Oh shit, then he knew what you were up to and who you were spending time with and dating.

Horrified noises escaped your lips as your mind recalled the earlier incident of the night. Jay and his "cheating" on you, what if that wasn't just an accident?

You stopped, firmly planting your feet into the gravel and yanked on your arm a few times but his grip refused to let go. Ran merely turned around to give you an annoyed expression.

"[Y/N]—"

You interrupted him, eyes wide and filled with disbelief on how far he was willing to go. "You.... You did all this on purpose, Ran." It made you sick to your stomach, none of it had just been a god given chance. "Y-you broke up with me on purpose, just to make me think I could run away from you.."

In response to your accusation, Ran merely smiled with a devilish look in his eyes. "I know you're mad baby, but I seriously don't know what you mean."

You shivered at his words, many may had believed that innocent smile but you knew better. You knew the devil that hid behind those smiles. "Y-you even inserted yourself in the situation between Jay and his b-boss.."

Ran chuckled, denying your claims once more with a devious smile reaching ear to ear as he shook his head at you. "Honest [Y/N], I don't know what are you're talking about."

"No!" You snapped, his actions always had some sort of motive behind them. Sure he could be the spontaneous type at times, but he at the heart was the calculative type through and through. "Y-you knew I'd break up with him today and th-that's why you're here.." You accused, knowing you were right no matter how many times he'd deny it.

He gave you a cute pout, acting hurt at your accusation. "Nah baby, I came here for work and only happened to come across you as I stopped for a smoke break since I was exploring the city."

God, even his excuses seemed so lackluster. Was he just coming up with everything on the fly?!

"Now," He lunged at you, seizing a hold of your wrist once more. "let's go home!"

You shook your head and flailed around wildly, but sadly his grasp was like steel. "No!" You snarled, but all he did was chuckle in response.

"You know, Rindou misses his sister-in-law." He casually says, and you snarl once more at him.

"Rindou doesn't even have a sister-in-law!"

"Oh yeah, I'm not even married yet." He muses, and you just stare at him in dread. He wouldn't...would he?

You yelped when you felt him yank you closer to him and felt something cold being slid down your finger.

"You like it baby?" He asks with a wild smile, while you stare down at your hand terrified. A hauntingly beautiful engagement ring sat adorned on your finger, one you had personally picked out but had kept a secret from Ran. "Now we'll finally be each other's forever!"

All you could do was stare at him in horror, while he smiled at you and whisked you off into the night.

Tokyo Revengers A/N - I like rewrote this five times, I really hope everyone likes this version! You guys scare me with how feral you all are for yanderes 🤣 Part 1 - Down in the dumps? Nah! Part 2 - Living rent free in her mind Part 3 - Here we go again

Part 5 - Manipulative Part 2

#yandere ran haitani #yandereranhaitanixreader #yandere ran x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #reader insert #yandere ran haitani x reader #x reader

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