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yusax · 5 months

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Highly recommend reading this

You know what's incredibly upsetting? Seeing so many pro-Israel or pro-Zionist posts parrot that the only reason anyone could be pro-Palestine or call for a free Palestine is because they hate Jews.

I know what this tactic is meant to do and I know how making people apathetic, how discrediting their knowledge of a topic or questioning the genuineness of their empathy and other similar tactics are used to benefit the oppressive group but it's still pissing me off.

I am a descendant of enslaved people.

Our history lessons always begin with the slaughter & genocide of the indigenous peoples that were here first, primarily the Taino, who thankfully have a few descendants living in isolation along with the protected Maroon villages. It is normal throughout high school to take history trips to former great houses & plantations and see for ourselves the sites where our ancestors were brutalized and massacred; the weapons and tools of torture preserved and on display so that we knew but a taste of what they went through.

My university is built on the grounds of a former plantation. There are businesses and homes built on top of mass graves & on top of sites of slaughter. There is literally no escaping our colonial history because it touches everything. Our last names are not even our own! Most of us have English, Scottish and Irish last names given by the plantation owners to our ancestors. Or you know...because many children were the product of rape. We cannot accurately trace our true heritage more than 4-5 generations back because most families have no complete records.

A lot of you like to bring up grandparents. Cool. My great-great grandmother was the daughter of a mulatto free woman and a white Scottish sailor. She was white passing. Because land and work were hard to get here under colonial rule, she left the island for a better life with her husband who was a Cuban born mulatto and they ended up living in the US through WWII and after. They were considered an interracial couple (black & white rather than both being seen as mixed) and could not live in certain places because it was illegal. Papa couldn't find work, was treated horribly, because he had darker skin but Grandma found work passing as white and was treated much better. She worked 2-3 jobs to provide for them and their 5 children.

But, there were times when she would appear darker like if she was out in the sun too long or her curls would start to show and a Jewish neighbour/coworker suggested to her it might be safer to tick Jewish on forms rather than white if her race was ever questioned. I suppose due to that kindness the family formed friendships within the Jewish community where they lived & Grandma's eldest son actually married a Jewish woman. His kids and grandkids are all Jewish and they still live in the US.

And trying to tell me 'well black people are not welcomed there or black people wouldn't get treated well in Palestine' as if that affects the cost of bread. Guess what? Black people face racism everywhere. Even among our own and colonialism has a lot to do with that. That same grandmother, I was fortunate to grow up with her in the latter part of her life after she returned to the island and every time I went out with her there were questions of whether my family worked for her. Or why was I, this little black girl with this little old white lady as if I meant her harm. She had to say proudly, "This is my granddaughter." How other people view me or treat me isn't going to stop me from speaking up for what's right.

I share this specific thing because I have very real concerns for those members of my family. But while I worry for them in this time of increasing anti-semitism and absolutely decry any verbal/physical attacks against them, I am still going to speak against things that are wrong. What Israel is doing is wrong. Of course as a non-Jewish person I can acknowledge I may misstep and if I say/do something that is genuinely anti-semitic I'll take the correction. But if your aim is just to intimidate me into silence it's not going to work.

With the history of my people I could never ever ever side with the oppressor. Ever. Whether its here in the west or in the east, whether it's happening to my fellow black people, or any other group of people, I cannot in good conscience stand with the oppressor. My ancestors were forcibly stripped of their humanity, called savages, animals, barbarians and all of that was brutally beaten into them. That same language and similar acts of brutality are being used against Palestinians today.

You think you can cower me into staying silent on that? With unfounded accusations of hate? I refuse.

N.B. - my use of the word mulatto here is strictly to provide the historical context of how my grandparents were seen/classified and spoken of. It is not a term we use.

#from the river to the sea palestine will be free #free palestine #palestine #pls this is so good

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yusax · 5 months

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there is no way any single person should take photos with their dead children so that the world can finally notice what's going on there.

there is no way any single person should have to dig their family out of rubble and see what has happened to them.

there is no way any single person should have to be turned on by the very people they welcomed into their own land.

there is no way any single person should have their existence taken away from the world via genocide.

#free palestine #palestine #gaza #benjamin netanyahu #fuck netanyahu #from the river to the sea palestine will be free

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yusax · 10 months

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I think some of the Blue Lock writers might struggle with German words - or rather, German petnames - when writing for Michael Kaiser, so I thought, as a native speaker, I could help you out a bit ♡♡

[female, male, gender neutral]

So, common German petnames are:

Schatz ("treasure")

Liebling ("darling", literal meaning: "favorite")

Liebste/r (means about the same, just that it sounds like some high-class couple petname like, yes, treat me to some champagne on your yacht, Liebster)

Engel ("angel")

Prinzessin ("princess")

Petnames that are not (really) used in German are, for example:

Schnecke ("snail", even though it does exist and is used to 'hit on' a girl, I think most of us associate it rather with old men or use it as a joke)

Liebe ("love", although it sounds cute in English and Spanish, sadly it sounds rather odd in German. that petname would be nice though 😪)

I gotta say, if you write "meine Liebe/ mein Lieber" (literal: "my love") instead, it would sound better because we actually use it. The thing is - without getting too much into the German language - it rather means something like "my kind/friendly/sweet/well-behaved person"

(its so hard to translate that)

I really really hope no one understood this as an insult! You guys are all incredible and I admire the effort you put into your work a lot, I just thought those tipps might be useful/helpful for some of you.

If anyone has any more questions regarding German petnames/words, feel free to dm me or comment under this post! I will gladly help you!!

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yusax · 1 year

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shin x fem!reader • english isn't my first language content: childhood friends to lovers, fluff, mutual pining, hurt(?)/comfort

Shinichiro was having a crisis. Only a few days ago, Black Dragon has received the information that an opposing gang had been planning on attacking the Black Dragons and overthrowing their leader to claim the gang as their own. Now, they wouldn't have known this if they hadn't coincidentally gotten their hands on it. Luckily, the note had fallen from the pocket of one of the enemy's members and somehow found their way to Takeomi. Yet, only knowing about the possible attack was not as much as a help as needed. They needed more information to actually prepare themselves enough for Black Dragon to be safe but despite the help of each divison's president, Shinichiro couldn't make up a good plan to get said information. That was until one of the members proposed something. "And what if we use Y/N to get the information?" receiving confused looks, the member continued, "If we send her to - I don't know - seduce one of the higher ups, we might be able to find out more." Shinichiro didn't know what to think. While some of the members agreed, saying that Y/N was charismatic and pretty enough to do such a job, other members thought the idea was straight out of a wackass holywood movie and were about to smack him for proposing something this stupid. Shinichiro agreed with both sides; Y/N really was pretty. Having been friends with her for years, he knew how many heads she made turn. He was well aware of how beautiful she was. How her lips catch any men's gaze, how her eyes were powerful alone to make a man fall for her but the idea of using her to infiltrate on another gang made him hesitate. He would never want to put her in such a vulnerable position and expose her to such danger. "Then, what if we send a few of our members with her? They will stay a little further away but will be able to intervene in some way if something happens." While the others all agreed and even his friends thought the idea was the best they could come up with, Shinichiro wasn't sure if it could be turned into reality. Even if he himself was to agree, he knew Y/N was the one that had to say yes to the whole thing.

"I don't want to." well, that was quick. Despite cheering on the inside, he still had a problem. If she wasn't going to say yes, then they would have to come up with a new plan and they really didn't have the time for that. The opposing gang could attack any moment and none of the Black Dragons - Shinichiro included - wanted to take the risk by wasting more time. "Please, Y/N, you are the only possible option we have. Without you, Black Dragon is doomed." Saying that outloud made him realise how egotistical he sounded. So, he really wanted to put his childhood friend in that position only so those highschool delinquents wouldn't lose their gang? He could tell she thought the same way, maybe even saw his request as more critical than he perceived it to be. Y/N was quite good at recognizing things that laid under the surface, always having been able to find more flaws in a plan than the Black Dragon members did combined. If it wasn't for the danger, he would've made her one of his members a long time ago.

What Shinichiro didn't know was that there were many more reasons for her not to do it than he could possibly think of. She had feelings for Shinichiro ever since they were 4 years old. Having kept that a secret for all these years and never having shown any romantic or sexual interest in a man other than the guy right infront of her, she never had her first kiss and because she was still waiting for the day he will finally stop asking out every other girl, so that she could finally make a move on him - or at least a more obvious one because he is oblivious as fuck - she continued waiting for him to be her first everything (ehehe). Thus meaning, her first date, first kiss, first boyfriend and if everything goes well her first and only husband. (bless her heart, she a bit delulu). So naturally, she really didn't want to flirt with a guy she didn't know and wasn't attracted to.

Despite the inner conflict, she sympathized with him. Y/N knew he would never want to put her in such a position unless it were really important to him. She glanced over at him and could see the expression of despair on his face. This was hard on him too, she knew that, but losing all those first times she wanted him to be to that other guy made her quite sad. After taking some time to think, she finally let out a sigh and suggested a compromise. Even though she wasn't that serious and wasn't able to predict whether his reaction would be a good or a negative one, she still let the words fall from her tongue. "How about... you.. are..." he waited for her to finish, anticipating her next words. "How about you kiss me." His eyes widened at her question. "H-huh?" "I mean - that way I wouldn't lose my first kiss to some guy and I could also gain some experience.. for the mission.." her voice got smaller at the end of her sentence as her eyes met the floor. She was nervous, obviously. She didn't know if it was okay for her to ask such a question when it was supposed to be a compromise for him to get what he wanted. She felt like she was blackmailing him but before she could take it back and say it was just a joke, he spoke up. "Is..that all?" she looked up at his flustered expression, noticing the red tint on his cheeks. "M..hm" he nodded his head slowly, as if trying to take in what just happened. "Well, then.. since it's for the mission,..sure". The thought that he was only letting her kiss him for this stupid mission pained her a little but she was still looking forward to be able to finally have this moment with him. Scooting closer, she shyly laid her hand on his collarbone before moving it upwards to cup his jaw. Y/N leaned in, hestitant, their gazes moved to each other's lips before flicking up to meet only to look back down again. Maybe she should ask again if it really was okay for him but when he gently placed his hands on her hips, she closed the distance and gave him a soft brief peck, before leaning in again and connecting their lips for a little longer this time. The quick soft kisses turned into more intense ones; letting her feelings get the upper hand, she couldn't hold back anymore and kissed him more intimately. Neither did he push her away nor did he stay unmoving. He kissed her back and reciprocated the energy she put in this kiss. After a while, they parted lips, heads still close to each other as they looked into each other's eyes again. "Is there anything more you want to practise?" Her love-drunken eyes flicked from his eyes to his lips again, she shook her head and parted her lips ere looking up again "Just tell me if you liked the kiss". His gaze moved to her lips again, a subtle smile formed on his lips "I think I need another one to tell". She smiled before leaning in again.

[Time skip]

The day arrived and while she and three other Black Dragon members were on their way to infiltrate her and get the information needed, Shinichiro stayed restless at the Black Dragon hideout. Takeomi and Wakasa made jokes about whether she will like the other guy's kiss more than Shinichiro's. Obviously, Shinichiro had told his closest friends about the kiss and obviously, they teased him about it, but now that they were making these jokes while he was in such distress, he regreted having told them anything. The other Black Dragon members were slightly concerned about their leader's current state, which is why they tried cheering him up. "Ah don't worry, Shinichiro-kun, she will be fine. The others are with her, there is no need to worry for her safety." "Ah, it's not that but rather... " "But rather what?" the asked, not quite understanding what their leader was on about. "Yeah, Shin-chan, I bet he is ugly anyway." Benkei said, chiming in. Shinichiro didn't know if Benkei was messing with him. Oh if only teddybear boy didn't have all these muscles, Shinichiro would beat him up for poking fun at him like that (yeah sure, as if he could land a punch on that giant). Noticing Shinichiro's sour expression, the members realized what Benkei was on about and couldn't help but snicker at the raven-haired boy.

[Time skip because I am getting bored]

Weeks have passed, the Black Dragon leaders were able to prepare for the attack and prevent the downfall of their gang. The Black Dragons were celebrating the victory of their latest fight and were finally able to relax after all that stress, but regardless of the festive mood, something wouldn't let Shinichiro go which was why he found himself in her living room, asking his friend a rather odd question. "You.. want us.. to do what?" Y/N was baffled, who wouldn't be? To be honest, he didn't know how he ended up in this situation in the first place, it is as if his body had moved on its own and came here before he was able to register anything or were able to prevent himself from forming the words that left his lips moments prior. Luckily, Y/N's parents were out of town, otherwise someone witnessing this ordeal would have been even more uncomfortable than it already was for him. "I- can we practise my kissing this time? Last time, you were the one not wanting to embarass yourself for not knowing how to do it properly, so now I would.. like to learn that too so that I don't embarass myself.." She looked at him in disbelieve, her lips parting but it took some times for the words to escape. "I-" she let out a brief laugh, "why? Is there someone you like?" she was smiling but there wasn't anything to smile about. The thought alone pained her but whether Shinichiro noticed that is hard to tell, he was way too preoccupied with his own thoughts to pay attention to those subtle hints in her demeanor. Taking a second to think, he let out a soft "maybe". If he would've known how suffocating the silence, that followed his words, would be, he would've just stayed quiet but it was already too late. He didn't know what was worse; having put himself in this situation or being the reason why her eyes were glossing over. Now it was obvious that he had hurt her. Something he worried about weeks prior. How ironic that it was him who hurt her emotionally with his words and not that other guy physically with one of the actions Shinichiro was fearing. He didn't know what to say, he could only stand there with widened eyes, unable to do anything to soothe her, thinking he might even worsen it.

"But,.. I don't want you to kiss another girl." he looked at her confused, waiting for her to elaborate it. "I don't want you to kiss someone that isn't me. Don't waste a kiss on someone else,.. please." She sounded desperate, yet he couldn't understand why that would be. "But.. you kissed another guy too" he said but she shook her head. "I never kissed him, Shinichiro. I never wanted to and it was never my plan to do so either. I lied. I know I shouldn't have but I couldn't do it anymore. I've liked you for so long but it never seemed like you felt the same way. I wanted you for myself, not for any other girl you had a crush on for less than a month. I wanted to kiss you so bad, I felt like a fucking idiot being so in love with you. We kissed before when we were children but- as we got older the meaning changed and a simple kiss wasn't just a simple kiss anymore and I missed it so much, I'm sorry for having done that, having lied to you but I-" Y/N went on and on with her rambling that she didnt even notice when he got closer to her, put his hand on her cheek and his lips on hers. His lips were so soft, just like she remembered them. They melted against hers and molded perfectly as if they were meant to be. As if they weren't whole without the other's against them. He kissed her so fondly, yet the intensity of his feelings seeped through it like there was nothing holding it back. And there wasn't. There wasn't a need to do so in the first place. He knew how she felt now. He could kiss her to his heart's content. He didn't have to hide away the love he held for her all those years. Yes, he did confess to other girls before but it was rather to get over the girl he fell for when he was just 8 years old. And thinking back, it might have been the reason why he got rejected so often. Maybe they knew that his claimed "feelings" for these girls weren't real, and it might have been better that they didn't agree to go on a date with him because if they would have, he wouldn't be where he was right now. In her house. With her in his arms. With her lips on his. And her hand on his neck as the other one gently held onto his upper arm. The ticking of the clock signaled another minute had passed but he didn't see himself stopping anytime soon. It was already time for dinner but the only thing he was hungry for was her. He wanted all of her. He kissed her like a starving man, as if he would never be able to do this ever again. As if this was the last meal before his execution, savoring the taste of her as if he would lose his ability to taste. Eventually, her oxygen ran low and she gently pushed him away, her hands resting on his torso. He didn't move away, faces still close to each other, he gazed at her with a lovestruck look, one he had to hold back the last time he kissed her. Y/N was tongue tied. She couldn't even think of what to ask despite it feeling like there was so many questions to phrase, but at the same time it also felt as if she already knew the answer to all of them. "I never said it was another girl I was talking about" he smiled at her before she looked down, still breathless from the kiss. He kissed her rose tinted cheeks lightly before crouching down a little to be on eye level with her. he took a moment to gaze inside her dazed eyes before asking "Do you want me to ask or do I already have your answer?" When he saw the confused expression on her face, he stood straight before saying

"Can I be your boyfriend?"

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word count: 2607

This took so long and I know I was using some words over and over again but my English ain't good enough to come up with different ones 💀. Shoutout to my friend for proof-reading all of this, if you guys notice a mistake, it's her fault.

I got so much more to write but dawg my brain is too drained for that 😔. Anyways, bye

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yusax · 1 year

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⚠️somewhat bnha s6 spoiler⚠️

I really love this part of the ending so much

That statue was the symbol of peace; the symbol of the promise the heroes gave that they will keep the peace and protect everyone and now with that sign hung on it and the buildings in the back being ruins, is just such a strong message. and then, when midoriya steps in the frame (literally) and looks so dejected but his expression changing as soon as the sunlight breaks through the clouds, represents that despite all the sorrow and pain they are going through, there's still hope and the will to continue fighting.

ITS SO GOOD, I LOVE SYMBOLISM LIKE THAT

#bhna #bnha spoilers #boku no hero acedamia #boku no hero academia #boku no hero manga #mha #mha season 6 #mha spoilers #my hero academia #my hero academy spoilers #izuku midoryia #midoriya izuku

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yusax · 1 year

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i checked to see if shin is in the background of that manga panel (chapter 89) but

there's a speech bubble right in that spot. wouldve been really cool if he was seen in the background of that panel just like with the attack on titan easter eggs in the earlier chapters/episodes.

but yeah, still pretty cool that he was added in the episode (but now i think even more that wakui didnt plan shin being a yk what until later in the series. or maybe he put the bubble there on purpose)

OMG OMG SHINICHIRO!??? THEY ACTUALLY ADDED HIM????

SHIN!!!!!!

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yusax · 1 year

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attention

Since I dont wanna mix contents, I made a second account which will be for more spicy headcanons/oneshots/etc. Obviously that one will be for 18+ only, meanwhile the one I am posting this post on will not have an age restriction.

So for everyone who is NOT a minor:

if you are interested in spicy stuff, feel free to check out my second account peonyxx0. I wont be posting there often cause I am normally not the type to write stuff like that but I still wanted to post them (if i got enough ideas, that is) . There is already a shin x reader posted (I turned into a simp)but for some reason its not showing up in the tags.

I wish y’all a nice day/night and stay healthy <3

#shinichiro sano #sano shinichiro #shinichiro x reader #sano shinichiro x reader #shinichiro sano x reader #shin #sano shinichiro fluff #sano shinichiro x you #shinichiro smut #shinichiro sano smut #shinichiro #shinichiro sano x you #shinichiro sano x #shinichiro sano x yn #shinichiro x y/n #shinichiro x you #shinichiro x reader fluff #shinichiro x

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yusax · 1 year

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*:･｡☆ masterlist ૮₍˃̵֊ ˂̵ ₎ა

Tokyo Revengers

genre: fluff ♡, hurt/comfort ★ reader: female ⊹, gender neutral ✧

⋆❀.⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⊹❀☆˖⁺ ☁⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⊹❀⋆⋆˙⊹

mikey

mikey crushing on someone ⊹♡

,,promise ring” - mikey leaves his s/o for the better ✧★

his girlfriend being jealous ⊹♡

his girlfriend losing his gift ⊹♡

imagine

going to sleep after an argument (version one) ✧♡

going to sleep after an argument (version two) ✧♡

shinichiro

thinking his crush likes someone else ⊹★

pov: your girl is tougher than you ⊹♡

his girlfriend being ema’s “big sister” ⊹♡

a favor turning into more ⊹♡★

imagine

getting kabedoned by his crush ⊹♡

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yusax · 1 year

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shinichiro x fem!reader • hurt/comfort • fluffy ending

Most times when Shinichiro got rejected, it was because the girls he was crushing on were infatuated with Wakasa, one of his closest friends.

Obviously, Shinichiro was sulking about it a lot but got over it rather quickly, especially once he had met you. He had fallen head over heels for you and had never been this set on making someone fall for him too. Yet, once he saw his friend talk to you more often and hanging out with him more than Shinichiro had liked, he could feel his heart crack at the mere sight of you smiling at his friend.

Shinichiro grew more quiet, more isolated, interacted less with others and was rarely seen smiling. He knew how much he had liked you, but never expected a heartache to be so gut-wrenchingly intense. Despite you not even having rejected him, he couldn't bring himself to eat, to sleep, to take care of himself properly anymore, which caused everyone around him to grow more and more concerned for him. This must be what a real heartache feels like.

It became that bad that he didn't even come to school anymore, now no longer having to see you smile next to someone else. Someone that is not him. Someone that will never be him. Tears pricked his vision as he covered his eyes with his arm. He tried to muffle his sniffles as much as he could, but to no avail. His siblings' and grandpa's hearts stung at the current state of their beloved Shinichiro.

Eventually, his friends got fed up with his act and wanted to know what was wrong with him. They could already sense some issue being there, especially when he grew even more quiet when Wakasa had approached him at school.

His friends bursted through the door. Even though their act was quite violent and made Shinichiro jump up from his laying position, he could clearly read the concern that was suffocating his friends.

Suffocating. Right. That word might fit for how he feels right now. Suffocated by the crushing weight that pushed his heart to break more and more until one day it will completely fall apart. Shinichiro tried to hinder that. He wasn't coming to school anymore. Every time he saw you his heart stung tremendously and not even his hand clasping over it could have soothed any of the pain he had endured. How could a smile so sweet like yours, eyes so bright like the stars, an expression angels could only envy. How could all that be the reason of his misery. How could that have led to such a sorrow.

Shinichiro forgot that his friends were still in his room, asking him questions as to why he hadn't come to school for two weeks. Shinichiro sat up on his bed, his eyes not meeting his friends' but the floor.

"Shinichiro." a stern voice. But it couldn't reach him. He felt lifeless. Empty. "Shinichiro!" Shinichiro raised his gaze to look up at his friend. He didn't look healthy. Obviously. He hasn't slept in days. "Why aren't you coming to school anymore? You've been here for ages, don't you want to see Y/N again?" Shinichiro's gaze hardened. "Oh, so you knew I liked her." he turned his body towards Wakasa, the latter only staring back in confusion. "Yeah, you aren't really subtle with your feelings for her." Shinichiro stood up, walking over to Wakasa. "And yet you still do this to me." "Huh?" Shinichiro grabbed Wakasa by his collar. "If you knew I liked her, why would you do this to me." it didn't seem as if Shinichiro wanted an answer. It seemed more like he wanted an affirmation that the hatred he had felt for his dear friend was valid. But to Wakasa and everyone else, it seemed accusing. "What are you talking about?" "You knew I liked her, yet you stole her away from my grasp before I could even reach my hand out." Wakasa's eyes widened at Shinichiro's glassy ones. His clasp loosing strength as his knees weakened and slowly gave up on him. "Why.. why would you- everyone. But why her? Why was it her that you got close to. It could've been anyone. Anyone." Shinichiro's voice began to tremble. His quiet sobs escaping his chapped lips as his body quaked. His friends stood over his cowering form, speechless. Wakasa couldn't even understand what he meant. Stole..her?

A sudden revelation arose in Wakasa's head. Still clutching onto his lovesick friend, he kneeled down to his level, putting a comforting arm around him. In a soft voice, he spoke, "Is that what had put you in this condition? Why you don't come to school anymore?"

Even though he didn't get a verbal answer, he took his silence as one. He led out a humorous sigh. "Shinchan, there is nothing between us." the sobs stopped and turned into silent sniffles. Wakasa took that as a sign that his friend was listening. "She was only hanging out with me because she wanted me to help her." Shinichiro lifted his head, looking at his friend incredulously. "The reason she wanted to talk to me so often was because she was too scared to talk to you" Shin's eyebrows furrowed, not understanding what his friend is trying to say. "She is an idiot, just like you." ignoring his friend's insult, he gestured him to continue. "She likes you too, Shinichiro." his eyes widened, glossing over with tears again. "That's a cruel joke" it took him all his remaining strength to let out a laugh while saying that, but his words were laced with a silent plea that his friend was not just kidding around. "I'm serious. She liked you this whole time, but thought it was better for her to wait until you lose feelings for whomever else. She was afraid you'll reject her so she asked me for help. She prepared a lot for you, but you weren't coming to school and now she worries about your wellbeing." shin felt embarrassed. Not only because he had accused his friend but also because the one that had caused him so much pain was the same one that pulled him tight into an embrace as he let out more and more sobs, staining his friend's shoulder with his tears as he sat there in silence, giving Shinichiro the comfort he needed. You could think, with his action he was actually asking for forgiveness for putting his friend through such pain, even if it wasn't actively his fault.

Days have passed and Shinichiro felt better than ever. With a flower in his hand, he made his way to you. He arrived at your classroom door. No one was there except you, sitting peacefully at your desk. A soft smile graced his lips. "Y/n" you looked up, eyes widening as you caught sight of him. "Shin! Where were you, I've missed you!-" realizing what you had just said, you tried to overplay it, but his cheeks already tinted rosé though he was never flustered. His eyes still gazed at you softly. Lovingly. "Do you feel better now? Wakasa told me you weren't feeling well." despite feeling bad for concerning you that much, he couldn't help but smile even more at how adorable you were. "Yes, I'm doing better now." he reached out to take your hands in his and lifted them to his face, as he placed both of them on each one of his cheeks. You looked at him confused, the blush on your face growing more evident. "What's wrong?" he shook his head, "nothing. Would you do me a favor?" you nodded, anticipating what favor he was talking about. "Would you.. make me yours?". You looked at him, astounded. "Wha-" "I've liked you for a while now. I like you so much, that it seems ignorant to me to use a word so insignificant. Even if you don't stand in front of me, you are still all I see. These few weeks I've actually realized how important you are to me and I might sound silly having said this, but it won't change the significance behind my words.

Will you be my girlfriend?"

You were at a loss for words. You could tell by the look in his eyes how this was not just empty sayings. He truly meant what he said. He wasn't joking around and opened his heart only for you to have.

"Are you.. confessing your feelings or proposing?" you laughed, he smiled and kissed your hand.

"Let's leave that to the future."

#tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #sano shinichiro #shinichiro sano #tr shinichiro #sano shinichiro fluff #sano shinichiro x reader #sano shinichiro x you #i got carried away

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yusax · 1 year

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shin having a crush on a confident person makes me WOGQPFNSNF

disclaimer: female reader

imagine he kabedons his crush against a wall and tries to make her flustered and acts all tough, nonchalant and seductive

He does that only bcz his friends said he wouldnt be able to hit on her properly and he wanted to proof them wrong

(oh and bcz he actually just searched for a reason to do that)

but when he traps her inbetween his arms against the wall, looking her in the eyes and pulling some overconfident line, he ends up being the flustered one instead when her eyes move to his lips as she simply leans in as if she was about to kiss him. naturally, he jumps back, covering his mouth and flushed face with his hands as he watches her walk away unaffectedly, grumbling when he hears his friends die from laughter around the corner

#tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #sano shinichiro #shinichiro sano #tr shinichiro #sano shinichiro fluff #sano shinichiro x reader #sano shinichiro x you

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yusax · 1 year

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shinichiro x fem!reader • fluff

I wrote this at school, so this is not proof read at all

shin has an upcoming meeting with the leader of another gang

they need to talk things out so a gang war can be prevented

meanwhile he is out with his friends

while being out in the city he sees this GORGEOUS girl working behind the register at a café

he is awestruck, in love, drooling, heart palpitating, hearteye gazing

his friends are like: sigh "not again"

before anyone could hinder him homie left his friends and went to that girl, immediately shooting his shot

he went to buy coffee and put on a charming act which immediately crumbled as her eyes met his

homie in love fr, he about to pass tf out

you cant tell if he's red out of embarassment for his failed attempt or bcz he is flustered; either way, he is much cuter like that

and his stammering only intensified when you gave him that sugary smile of yours

it took him about five minutes to utter a word

"y-youre really pretty" he said nearly breathlessly

you chuckled and your honey laced voice made him lose it even more

it took him about 5 more minutes to ask you for your name and before he could spend another 10 on asking for your number and holding up the line behind him even more, you already slid over your number

his eyes met yours again, as he tried stammering an answer (again)

with that smile still on your lips, you waved him goodbye when he left, even though it came out rather flirtatious than innocent as you had intended

days have passed and he actually managed to ask you out on a date (that's a lie. he tried to but you beat him to it, knowing how nervous he was the first time he talked to you)

he's been talking to his friends about his date for daaaysss, they were kinda happy for him but also quite annoyed, given that they got business to do (middle schoolers talking about business bruh)

"you do know that we've got a fight coming up, right?" takeomi said

he turned to his childhood friend "it's not a fight. we are just gonna have a talk with them, how is that a problem?"

"the talk could escalate to much more than just 'a problem' "

shinichiro sighed, "look, i know you guys are sad that you dont have a girlfriend but that doesnt mean you need to intervene in my relationship"

his friends raised a brow, he's not even in a relationship and didnt even manage to ask her for a date NOR her number. he's way too cocky for his own sake

"oh really? did you already forget about the 20 rejections you got before her?"

"not to mention, you didnt even ask her out, instead you were too much of a sap to actually manage that"

his friends didnt spare him an ounce of mercy

"besides that, she isn't even your girl yet" wakasa added

"right. but i will ask her on our date" he said, smiling triumphanthly (again, very bold of him when he doesnt even have the balls to compliment you properly)

"you already want to ask her to date you on your first date?" "yeah, what about it" "...youre stupid." his other friends agreeing

not wanting to take any more of this slander, he stomped off, then skipped off like a little school girl

"I just hope he doesnt forget about the meeting" wakasa sighed

on the day of your date he put so much effort into his looks, his siblings grew concerned

"why is he using that much perfume?"

"he probably realised he smells"

queue shinichiro kicking both his siblings out of his room

damn he didn't even use hairgel, after youve mentioned how much prettier he would be with his hair down

whipped.

he met you at a café, not the one you guys met at

you guys had a really nice date, youve hit it off right away, talked for hours and he actually felt something between you

how could he not, with the looks you gave him, the subtle body language, the lingering touch of your fingers when he handed you his phone to show you something

everything about you seemed to be beautiful; from your general looks, your eyes, lips, nose, your smile, the way your hair falls perfectly, the faint scent of your perfume when you moved around, the elegance in handling yourself

and ontop of that, you also had the most attractive character he had ever found in a girl

he was smitten like a kitten and deeply in love (tf did i just say)

he already knew, if you ever rejected him, he wouldnt be able to get over it as easily as he had with his past crushes

after being at the café, you decided to have a little stroll around the park while the sun slowly went down, laying a golden hue on not only the scenery but also you, enhancing your beauty even more

"y/n" he suddenly spoke

you turned around, wanting him to continue

"I had a lot of fun today"

you smiled, "me too!"

god he is so in love

after remembering how to breathe again, he continued

"and.. i wanted to ask you-"

his speech got interrupted when his phone rang

he excused himself before accepting the call

"shin, where are you?" takeomi asked

"huh?"

"we'll meet the gang leader in a few minutes, what is taking you so long?"

"what, no, it's not toda- ..y.." he spoke after a quick glance on the date

"oh"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'oh', WE REMINDED YOU THIS MORNING!"

"alright alright, i am on my way" he ended the call and turned to you with an apologetic expression

"I'm so sorry, I forgot I had gang matters to take care of"

you were quick to shake it off, "ah, no worries. we can go there together"

"we?"

"yes, come on"

you took his hand, already walking to the meeting

he was so caught off guard, he didn't even question why you knew the way

arriving at the location, you guys were met with dozens of scary looking gangsters

shinichiro turned to you and silently spoke "alright, the other gang leader will soon appear, just take a seat somewhere, it won't take long"

"alright, i'll just sit over there" you pointed at a chair between two standing gang members of the opposing gang

"what- no, that's the other gang leader's-"

but you were already moving towards it, sitting down on the chair

suprisingly no one did anything about it, instead shinichiro was even more suprised when one of the opposing gang members laid a jacket around your shoulders

"so. can we start?"

#tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #sano shinichiro #shinichiro sano #tr shinichiro #sano shinichiro fluff #sano shinichiro x reader #sano shinichiro x you

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yusax · 1 year

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to do it all again.

not manga spoiler free !

manjiro sano lost you in his past life. he has had to live with the agony of seeing you fall apart at his lies of betrayal and infidelity. now that he gets the opportunity to turn back time, there is nothing he wouldn’t do to make things right.

pairing : timeleaper!mikey x reader

content : angst with comfort. second chances. major manga spoilers. confessions of cheating (but it was a lie told by mikey to push reader away). cursing. mentions of death.

mikey stands on the ledge of a rooftop of the building, looking over the city lights illuminating the night, letting the wind brush through his long hair.

he could see the people from here, albeit tiny, he can still observe everyone who passes by. there are smiles on their faces, lovers holding their hands, happily walking on the streets of tokyo aimlessly.

a sharp pain shoots through his chest when he looks beside him, ready to hold the hand of the love of his life, only to be reminded that he is entirely all by himself. it hurts, and he knows he doesn’t have the right to complain when he was the one who pushed you and everyone else away.

he is alone by choice. he distanced himself and deliberately wanted everyone to hate him by choice. that should make it all alright, that the sole reason he has nothing is him. that is what he tells himself.

no matter how self-destructive he is, there is a voice in his head that loves him, and it questions everything that has gone wrong in mikey’s life.

is it really his choice if he doesn’t like it? is it really by choice if had things been different, he wouldn’t have to do it? if he wishes he had another choice?

how is any of this fair?

how could you let them do this to you, mikey?

who gets to decide who is dangerous and not? who gets to decide who would live happily with their loved ones and those who would die alone? if there is a god out there, how is it any fair just for him to be standing on top of the world… all cold and broken?

it doesn’t make any fucking sense.

it’s all so fucking unfair.

all his life, he has done nothing but envy people for being happy, and for not being afraid to be. because whenever he’s happy, he always had to brace himself for the consequence that would come next.

his happiness was always conditional. always with a price to pay. and now he thinks he has maxed out, having experienced pure bliss with you.

the love of his goddamn pitiful life.

maybe this is payment for being too happy. for thinking you’d both have a future together. it is his punishment for ever thinking it was possible for him to be with someone as good as you.

mikey will repent for it, but he misses you so.

he misses you so much he is close to hallucinating an image of you in all the places you’ve been to together. his throat itches at the urge to scream his lungs out at being full of too much longing.

he misses you, and his skin longs for your touch, his heart for your love, and his soul for your warmth. but he can’t do anything to change that.

he closes his eyes to get rid of the sight of people living their lives just right below him, and try to get a memory of you smiling at him.

instead, he is confronted by the memory of the night when he let you go. no—it’s not just letting you go. he deliberately hurt you so you could let him go.

manjiro sano remembers it all. he remembers your betrayal-stricken eyes. he remembers your quivering lips. he remembers your hiccups in between your sobs. he remembers how he broke your heart, the very thing he promised that he wouldn’t do.

he remembers it all too well.

it sucks to be the one who remembers.

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yusax · 1 year

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fluff • fem!reader •semi shinxreader

idk but the thought of Shinichiro’s gf being the only close older female role in ema's life is kinda cute.

every time you come over, she silently waits close to the front door, hiding around the corner while her brother opens the door, welcoming his girlfriend. when you hug him, you can see her tiny shy figure with an expression as if she wanted to tell you something.

"what is it, ema?" you ask after she had dragged you to her room, leaving her brother standing at the entrance dumbfounded.

"How do you know you like someone?" the question caught you off guard. Is there someone that caught her interest? you couldn't help but smile at the thought. The question came out bold but you could tell she was flustered by the blush forming on her cheeks. Not wanting to make her uncomfortable, you minimized the teasing and tried giving her a decent explanation on how to tell if you like someone.

you being the only female role in her life made her search for your advice on everything revolving around a girl growing up. Even though Shinichiro would appreciate it if his sister didn't constantly steal his girlfriend away from him, he is grateful that ema and he can rely on you and that she is comfortable enough to come to you when she needs help.

In fact, even before this had started she already saw you as a big sister and loved hanging out with you.

"Y/N-Nee, what is this for?" she asked, holding up the primer you previously applied to her face before adding the foundation. You were going to a restaurant she had picked out a while ago and since it was a special occasion - given that the grade on her math test would turn out good - you wanted to make it seem extra special by dressing fancy and doing her makeup and hair. Nonetheless, even if it turned out bad, you knew how much effort she put into studying. At least for that should you reward her.

"You put this beneath your makeup, so it stays longer and doesn't get cakey" you answered, taking out the blush and applying some of it on the apples of her cheeks and the tip of her nose. “Can I have some of that too?” she asked, pointing at the shimmery eyeshadow that was scattered on the floor next to all the other products you’ve used on her. You didn’t want to put that much on her, at first even being reluctant of doing her makeup in the first place but when your boyfriend reassured you it was okay, you obliged. To her favor, you dabbed the with a golden powder-covered brush onto her eyelids, blending it so it’s evenly spread. “And, we’re done! Are you missing something? I can add it before we go.” you said after handing her a mirror she could admire her makeup in. The way her face lit up and her smile reached her eyes, made you gush in adoration. “Now I look just like you!” she exclaimed, running out of her room to show her new look to her brothers. She couldn’t see how your eyes widened at her statement. A tender smile formed on your quivering lips, a hand reaching out to your heart since you could only take that much. She’s so adorableee~ you thought, before getting up and grabbing your purse, so you could finally leave the Sano residence and drive to the restaurant.

I had this idea a while ago and decided to finally write it down last night.

I sacrifized my sleep schedule but I hope you guys enjoyed it <3

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yusax · 1 year

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𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐇

SANO SHINICHIRO X FEMALE!READER

Summary — Shinichiro’s friends and family are a bit sceptical when one day he brings home a gorgeous women (you), and claims she’s his girlfriend.

wc — 2.6k (didn’t know I was capable of this)

an — you can probably see when I start to loose interest in this, half way through 😨

Everybody lives au, shin is the bd leader and owns a bike shop. NOT PROOF READ !!

The first time Shinichiro tried to excitedly tell his best friends he was in a relationship and no longer single— they had laughed in his face and called him a fool, waving him off and continuing their previous conversation with each other, leaving him to sulk in a corner and whine about how cruel they were, and how they shouldn't treat their leader like this.

He didn't understand, at all. Was he that unattractive that people thought he would be single forever and never get a girlfriend? Was his hair really as ugly as Emma made it out to be? Were Keisuke and Manjirou actually exaggerating when they gagged and ran out of the room when Shinichiro stepped in, or not.

He thought about these things a lot, in front of the bathroom mirror after hopping out of the shower, when he was on break at work with no current customers to assist, when staring at your front door— waiting for you to open it so he could take you on that fair date he asked you out too. Anytime, anywhere.

He wasn't self conscious, per say. But there were moments at random times where he would question just what made you fall in love with him. He knew he shouldn't takes his younger siblings words to heart, they were just little kids and only knew how to endlessly taunt their poor older brother with childish insults that they learned at school.

He knew you loved him, and how you have for some time now— he just, always wanted to know why. What made you want to sit on a greasy, squeaky stool in the back of his dimly lit, smoke filled work shop and watch for hours on end as he lets out a sting of curses at the damn gear shift on a clients motorcycle that he had taken on. Why you'd let him in with open arms after he stumbles into your home, way later then your agreed time— when he's all bloody, bruised and fatigued after getting his ass kicked on the way over with absolutely no back up to, y'know, back him up.

Don't get him wrong, he appreciates you and everything you do for him, with every fibre of his being, cherishing and loving you endlessly. But it's just... why him? Out of everyone you could have had, you chose the weak, skinny and scrawny gang leader who couldn't even protect you or himself if needed.

That is also one of the reasons he has yet to introduce you to his friends and family— purely because he didn't think you'd stick around for too long, he thought that one day, you'd eventually come to your senses and dump his ass the moment you got bored of him. Yet you're still here, six months and many, many tender, loving moments later.

So, with his patience finally running thin, a small reassuring and heartfelt pep talk and some kittenish kisses peppered all over his face— Shinichiro finally had enough, and dragged you towards the Sano family dojo— where the his gang members and younger siblings where all hanging out—, a face contorted into a stern scowl and his void less eyes, filled with determination.

With one of his hands tangled in yours, loose enough so you wouldn't loose blood circulation in your wrist but tight enough so you couldn't think of running away— Shinichiro uses his free hand to rip open the sliding door, making it slam into the wall on its side by the force of his push and successfully alerting everyone inside the room of his presence, though he didn't anticipate that all of the confused eyes turning to his now cowering figure would make him forgot the whole speech that he had planned in his head.

"Big bro Shin? What was that for?" Emma's concerned voice cut through the air, the hair brush she was using paused mid air as her whole attention was now on her trembling, older brother.

"Yeah, shit head. What'd you do that for?!" After suddenly waking up from his nap on the floor in a panic due to a loud bang resonating behind him, Manjirou turns to glare at his black haired brother in anger— only to pause at the sight of a really, really pretty girl standing behind him, with your hands clutching onto his brothers shirt while you scan your eyes around the room in interest— excited to finally meet the people who your boyfriend cared so much about.

"Oh don't tell me... you begged an unfortunate girl until she had no choice but to say yes, to spend the day with you again, didn't you." Someone snickers from Shinichiro's side, making your boyfriend whip his head to their direction and glare at them in a mix of embarrassment and anger. Of course they would say that in front of you, as if only trying to humiliate him more.

"That was one time, Izana! And it was a dare, so drop it." He groans, going to ruffle his hair with his twitching hands— only to forget he was holding yours and bringing it up with his, making you stumble into his side at the sudden movement. Shinichiro yelps when your head collides into his ribs, and out of instinct— he wraps his arms around your waist to keep you steady so you don't tip over.

"Crap! M' sorry, sweetheart. Forgot you were there for a second." He gulps down the lump in his throat and sends you an apologetic smile, circling his thumbs over your hips in a soft, loving motion— his gaze softening when his eyes meet your understanding ones.

"S'okay, baby, I know you're nervous." You smile at him— that same smile that always makes him melt like putty in your arms, resulting in a love sick, dorky smile taking over his facial expression as well as a light shade of pink dusting over the tips of his ears and cheeks. Bringing your connected hands up to your lips, you place a reassuring, chaste kiss to his bruised wrists before rubbing his knuckles with your thumbs.

You just have that affect on him— whenever you're around, it's like the whole world fades away behind him and leaves just the two of you, because when Shinichiro's about to pull you into a feverish kiss and express his love to you, he’s snapped back into reality by an awkward cough behind him.

His eyes widen, remember just where he was and what he was doing— about to romantically lock lips with his girlfriend in front of all of his friends, his younger siblings and his eighty year old grandpa who could have a heart attack any second.

Slowly and cautiously, he looks over his shoulder and takes notes of all the other wide eyed people staring back at him— their jaws slacked to the ground in shock while they watch the scene in front of them.

The first one to make a move is Wakasa— who's sweet, still wrapped lollypop falls from his grasp and onto the floor, right in front of Manjirou's lap (who wastes no time in snatching it) before he's slowly making his way over towards his friend, stopping right in front of you and crouching down to maintain eye contact.

Wakasa's lazy, purple eyes stare at you in interest, a hand coming up to rub his chin in thought— looking you up and down which, of course, makes you a little uncomfortable, resulting in you stepping behind Shinichiro's frame for some sort of barrier between you.

"I didn't know they made Ai robots as realistic as you." He comments, making your boyfriends body start to tremble in anger, his hand trembling at his side while his left eye twitches in annoyance at this so called 'best friend' of his. "How high can you count?"

"Dude! Can you just accept that I'm not as much as a looser as you make me out to be?!" Shin yells, crossing his arms over his chest to try and seem intimidating. Waka only laughs in his face, shaking his head in amusement before looking over his shoulder to his other two friends and beckoning them over. "Benkei, Takeomi, come look at this."

They both comply, their tall and buff bodies stalking over and stopping beside the white haired male, staring down at you in a mix of both confusion and unbelieving.

"Is she real?" Takeomi takes out his cigarette to speak, his non scared eye scanning over your figure a few times— not hiding his intentions of checking you out seeing as his gaze stopped on your chest for a few seconds longer then it should have.

"Think so." Benkei answers, nodding along before looking towards his leader, who has a snarl permanently etched on his lips.

"It's because she is! This is [name], my girlfriend of six months— the same girlfriend you didn't believe I had when I told you." He states matter of factly, rolling his eyes and pulling you into his side, his arm around your shoulder and sending a silent glare to Takeomi, who slightly flinches at the feeling of being stared at and finally diverts his eyes from your figure and towards his friend.

"You weren't joking?" Wakasa mutters in disbelief, searching around Shinichiro's face for any sort lies— only to find his expression is filled with nothing buthonesty, and a quick, curt nod from you confirms it. "We'll I'll be damned, didn't know you had it in you... to be able to pull such a ho— nice looking lady." He quickly stops himself before calling his best friends girlfriend hot, sending you an awkward side eye and half lipped smirk.

"Still, wow, finally growing up, huh?" Before Shinichiro knows it, his head in lodged under Wakasa's elbow as his hair is being ruffled with, out of his control. He just sighs in defeat, using all his strength to pull away and take place back beside you.

"Finally believe me, huh?" He shakes his head with a sigh before smiling. Glad that he's finally got his point across. "See, I told you one day I could do it, and I got lucky. See, look at her, isn't she gorgeous?" He boasts about your looks, walking around to stand behind you and wrap you in his arms— resting his chin on the top of your head.

He's about to continue on complementing you, until there's a small tug at the fabric of his pants. When he looks down, Emma's curious and nervous eyes stare back at him. She shyly twirls a strand of hair in between her finger tips before looking down at her feet. "Is... is she really your girlfriend, shin? She's so pretty!"

The cute little girl in front of you makes your heart melt, so you wriggle out of Shinichiro's holds and kneel down, taking her smaller hand in your palm and sending her a reassuring smile. "Hello there, you must be Emma, Shin talks about you kids a lot. Look at your hair! So pretty." Your words make her blush, lifting her and and staring back at you with a sparkle in her eyes.

"Oh... really? You think im pretty?" Her voice is faint, a pretty girl complimenting her made her head spin in fluster. If you really were her big brothers girlfriend, maybe that meant you would hang around more and become friends.

"Of course I do!" You coo, pinching her chubby cheek with your fingers— making her giggle in excitement. "Woah! Really? Shin! She's... she's perfect!" She turns to him, grabbing your hand in hers and pulling you behind her before looking up at her brother— who smiled down at her contently— so happy that his two favourite girls are getting along.

"Please, shin... please marry her soon, okay?!" She shouts, a determined pout on her lips which makes Shin stagger back slightly, his eyes widening with a bead of sweat rolling down his forehead.

"Marriage?! I-it's too soon for that, Emma!" He chuckles nervously, a deep blush on his face as he looks off to the side— making eye contact with his three friends who teasingly, wiggle their eyebrows at his and make kissy lips with their mouths, along with a chores of 'mwah, mwah, mwah's!' aimed at him.

It's not long before their relentless teasing begins, pulling him off to the side by his sleeve to poke fun at him for being 'so in love that it sickens me.' Benkei leaning away in disgust when Takeomi pretends to lean in and kiss him.

You're watching their interaction in amusement when you take note a couple pairs of feet padding over to you, and when you break your eyes away from Shinichiro's flustered face— you're met with five curious faces, standing behind Emma— who's currently twiddling around with a bracket on your wrist.

The first to speak up is a blond haired boy, one who's eyes look almost identical to Shinichiro's it's interesting. "Who're you?" He questions with a monotone voice, his eyes scanning you up and down with light interest.

“Mikey! This is [name], big bro’s Future wife! Isn’t she pretty.” Emma answers for you, pushing you back to the ground so she can crawl into your lap and access your necklace more easily.

“Nice to meet you, [name]! The names Baji Keisuke!” A black haired boy with fangs introduces himself beside Mikey, a thumb jabbed to his chest with pride as he beams down at you. “You can call me Edward, though.”

“I’m Izana.” A deeper voice says next, he looks older then the other kids— maybe by a year or two. He stares down at you with a small, almost unnoticeable smile. “You must be the [name] that shin would always talk about. Nice to finally meet you.”

“And I’m Senju! Emma’s right, you know. You look like a super model!” It’s not long before they’re all crowding around you, asking you different, interesting questions one after another. The most common one being, ‘why?’ Which made you chuckle whenever Manjirou clowned his brother.

“Yeah, [name]. Why are you dating Shinichiro?” Haruchiyo’s voice is timid— still not use to meeting new people, and it’s not everyday he gets to meet an older girl, especially a pretty one like you.

“Hmm? Why I’m dating him?” You ponder the question in fake thought, you already knew the answer. Shinichiro treats you like a princess, anything you could want would be in the palm of your hands the second it leaves your lips. His love is not overbearing, hes not down your throat 24/7, instead, is affection is tender. Every compliment that falls from his mouth in genuine, something he means 110%.

Shinichiro was— to put it simply— perfect, everything you could ever ask for and more in a man was something that he possessed. You don’t argue, everything you say is automatically correct in his eyes. He’s just so in love with you— like you with him.

“Because I love him.” You chirp, chuckling when the kids groan in annoyance. “We know that! But like, what made you fall for him? He’s not much to look at.” Manjirou snickers, Keisuke and Haru joining in while the girls roll their eyes at him.

“Oh? I personally think he’s the most handsome man I’ve ever seen.” Your answer makes to boys gag in disgust and the girls ‘aww’ in adoration. “I want someone to love me like that!” Senju whines.

Unbeknownst to you, Shinichiro’s torment ended a while ago as he is now standing behind you, his face a deep shade of vermilion while he stares down at you— his eyes showing nothing but pure love for you, so glad you’re getting along with his loved ones. He sighs in his head.

‘Maybe… it’s not to early to think about marriage.’

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yusax · 1 year

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thinking bout writing a shin x arab! fem reader

would anyone be interested in that?

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yusax · 2 years

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Ooo imagine resting your head on Mikey’s chest and you start tracing his tattoo >.> and maybe give him a little kiss too

- tired

pairing. manila!mikey manjiro sano × gn!reader

warning. swearing + suggestive

sticky-note. read slowly for maximum enjoyment!

a smile of satisfaction breaks out onto your face when mikey shivers from underneath your touch, your fingers lightly trailing the surface of his skin with the intricate curves and twirls of his beautiful tattoo.

“i didn’t know you were ticklish around your neck,” you teased, slightly lowering your hand to ‘innocently’ trace his collarbones instead. pride secretly swells in your chest when your gaze falls upon the tense locking of his jaw. “if you told me sooner, i would’ve bothered you a lot more.”

“which is exactly why i didn’t tell you,” he quietly grumbles, and you dramatically gasp when he adds with a flick your forehead, “you menace.”

“me, a menace? in this relationship? you literally tried to tie the both of my shoelaces together the other day!”

mikey’s low chuckle makes blood rush to your face. “it was funny, let’s be honest.”

“no, it certainly was not.” before he can speak again, you lean forward to infuriatingly kiss his tattoo, and his mouth closes right back up in both annoyance and at the pleasure. victory. “has anyone told you?”

“tell...” he trails off, shooting you a hopeless glare when you don’t stop pressing soft, demanding, kisses against his sharp jawline. he slowly breathes out, “tell me what?”

in your mind, you are simply annoying him, but to manjiro sano—you’re way too good at distracting him.

“that you’re really cute when you’re ticklish.”

and he is so pretty when his ears are red.

mikey’s pretty already, in general, but gosh, are you happy to test your limits of teasing your boyfriend. back then (in the “good old days”), he was the one who teased you without mercy to no end—today is your fateful revenge.

or not. when he beckons you closer with just a bend of his fingers, you scoot closer immediately, obedient.

“c’mere.”

his hand trails to the back of your head, gently pulling you forward to sweetly meet your lips with his. warmth excitedly rushes throughout you, and you’re already smiling when he tilts his head to make it more comfortable for you. and, holy shit, he is such a good kisser— slowly but surely pushing forward into your space and bringing your figure closer to his.

mikey’s touch is gentle; as if cradling and taking care of a baby, and you can only hum in content when he soothingly places an unoccupied hand to your back. he steadies you as he generously kisses you, and—

“h-hey!” you whine when he suddenly pulls away, unashamed as your eyes instantly drop down to his soft lips, then back to his pretty dark eyes. he raises an eyebrow at your gaze. “don’t just stop there...”

“why not?” now, it’s his turn to be a little shit as he tilts his head innocently, propping himself up with a hand on your thigh and getting off of the couch you two were seated on. “i’m kind of tired now. imma head to bed, then, alright?”

hoping to tempt him and possibly change his answer, you adorably pout as he presses one last kiss to your forehead. he only pats your head in return, ignoring your look and walking back to your shared bedroom—as if it wasn’t only one in the afternoon and he wasn’t just kissing you.

the moment he is out of earshot, you turn and scream—or squeal—into a pillow, frustrated, because why does mikey have to be so goddamn annoying and attractive at the same time?

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rumors

Shinichiro fluff

Someone to look up to.

Someone to be careful of.

Charismatic.

Dangerous.

A legend.

Working part-time in a convenience store provided you with many rumors to entertain your shift. After listening to these rumors for a while the imagine of a person was created in your head, made you wonder what this person was really like, yet it seemed to fit to nearly every customer better than the tall, slim boy with black hair and an outdated hair style.

The regular customer with his dirty white t-shirt and worn-out jeans who always struggled to carry his many coke bottles without dropping one didn’t seem like someone to look up to. The exhausted look he had when he decided between two types of instant noodles made him seem more like an ordinary student than someone to be careful of. The purposefully wrong worn school uniform looked more ridiculous then someone charismatic. And the smile he gifted you when the old lady in front of him in line warned you again of the increasing crimes and gang activities in your area was too cute to be dangerous.

Blood and bruises were a common sight when he bought an abnormal number of bandages and plasters late at night; left you wondering about his life outside from his occasional shopping trips. Not once did he say a word; kept you from the bliss of hearing his voice. Even if his eyes avoided yours, you were sure something special was hidden behind the dull looking black orbs.

Internally you decided he made up for it by dropping some candy alongside the cash. What started as a nice treat turned into a routine you didn’t want to miss anymore; a blessing which turned your late-night shift into an excitement.

Some months passed when you found a little paper alongside the usually candy but before you could say a word your self-named mr. stranger already left the store. Do you want to go on a date with me? was written in a messy handwriting but even after turning it multiple times you couldn’t find a name nor a number on it.

For days you had to wait for his return. It felt like an eternity until a familiar figure walked through the entrance. The gang uniform he wore put him in another light, reminded you of the still present rumors but you didn’t bother to think about it as it was the deflected look on his face which caught your eye. The painful contrast of his usual smile was accompanied by the lack of candy and just the right amount of money on your table.

“You forgot your phone number.”, you called out. Not a second too late your voice reached his ears and made him take some backwards steps. In another situation you would laugh at it but right now there was only the fear of waiting another lifetime until you had another chance.

„What?”, he replied with a dumbfounded look.

“You forgot the phone number.”, you repeated and pulled out the little paper you always kept with you since that day. To support your statement, you waved the piece of paper in front of him.

The perplex expression made you laugh but with some big steps you got closer to him to press a different paper into his hand before you returned to your place and greeted the new customer. It took him a while to move but eventually he disappeared. Today you didn’t get any candy from him but when you felt your phone vibrate in your jeans pocket you knew you got something even better. Now you could discover the person behind all these rumors.

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