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leiasfanaccount648 · 2 years

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Pick Up the Phone

Pairings: Keisuke Baji, Takashi Mitsuya, Shuji Hanma x Fem!Reader (Separate)

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Request: First of all, english isn't my first language so if i make any mistakes i apologize! and I hope you understand what I mean hahaha. So i was wondering if you could Please write something about the TR boys being scared that something might have happened to you. For example they're having beef with another Gang and they haven't heard anything from you in a few hours and you don't pick up your phone and answer their messages so they start to panic and go to your home to see if you're there. You're home and completely fine, nothing has happened to you. And after they explain what's wrong you comfort them and tell them everything is okay and they don't have to worry. Uh, I hope i didn't make too many mistakes Hahaha. I hope you like this request! I really love your Account and your work soo so much!! Much Love ❤️ - Anonymous

Warnings/Contains: angst, fluff, cursing, each of the guys are worried for you in their own way, Kei cares about you, Mitsuya finds you precious, Hanma might be a bit OC towards the end but I think the ending is sweet regardless.

wc: 4.2k

a/n: Don’t worry anon! Your English was great :3 thank you so much for your request! I only had ideas for these three but I hope you enjoy!

a(nother)/a/n: I finally got around to finishing this request yayyy. College is rough y’all but I love the outlet that writing these headcanons gives me. I hope you all enjoy and feel free to send more they just might take awhile ahaha

Keisuke baji

“C’mon, pick up, dammit.” Keisuke murmured under his breath. He was still a little out of breath from fighting a couple guys in an alleyway while on his way to your school to pick you up. He promised to grab food with you after your activities were done, but instead got caught up in a fight with some delinquents younger than him.

When he saw the time when he was done, he knew that you were most likely mad at him for ditching you, even though that wasn’t the case, and went home. That’s why now he was calling you while making his way over to your apartment.

“y/n, I swear to fucking god,” Keisuke sighed, having received your voicemail for the 5th time in a row. He knew that you were upset with him, but he didn’t think that it deserved you ignoring this many of his calls. Then again, what did he know? He always knew girls to be dramatic like that; at least the ones at his school were.

Reaching the red light of a crosswalk on a busy street, he groaned and cursed himself for not bringing his bike and parking it close to the school grounds today so that he could have picked you up quicker. Part of him regretted the fight, but at the same time was glad he got that energy out of his system so that it wouldn’t show when he eventually apologized to you.

As the crosswalk changed, signaling Keisuke that he could cross the street, he continued to run and thought back on the younger delinquents he had fought not 20 minutes ago. Why did they try to intentionally fight him anyway? And why were they heading in the same direction as he was as he walked to your school?

Using what little memory he had of the fight, despite it being not too long ago, he recalled that one of the guys called him by name. It didn’t shock him at the time, as he was well known for being a division captain of Toman, but the fact that they were also walking in the direction of your school made him warry.

You weren’t affiliated with Toman yourself, but you had met the guys before, and have even hung out with Emma on occasion; but, what if those delinquents he fought were making their way to your school to hurt you? He would never forgive himself if anything happened to you because of what he was involved with.

Eventually he made his way up the stairs of your apartment complex, knocking on your front door with a fervor that made you jump when you heard it from inside. Regardless, you hesitantly went to the door, looking through the peephole before sighing in relief at the sight of your boyfriend.

“Don’t girls always keep their phones on them?” Keisuke said as you opened the door, practically panting from how out of breath he was. “I’ve called you like 10 times.”

Your eyes widened at his ushered and hurried tone. “What’s wrong? Did something happen?” You asked, confused as to why he was in such dire need for you anyway. You then took in the scrapes and dirt he had on his face and school uniform. “Wait, did you get into a fight again?”

Keisuke stared at you for a second, wondering if you were deciding to play the long game with him as punishment for him not showing up to see you after school. “Are you serious?”

“Are you?” You asked, growing more confused as you pulled him inside your apartment and closed the door. “C’mon, let me at least clean you up.” Keisuke let you drag him to the bathroom before he finally spoke up again, his brain finally catching up with what was happening.

“Are you really pulling this bullshit with me right now?!” He snapped, making you freeze as you were grabbing the first aid kit from underneath the sink. “I know I forgot to pick you up after your club, but ignoring my calls, pretending like it never happened, and remaining pissy with me to make me feel worse while I was already worried about you when you weren’t there is even worse!”

You took in his words, hands going to your mouth as your eyes widened in realization. “I forgot..” You whispered.

“...what-”

“I forgot that we were hanging out after school today.” You said, dropping your hands so he could better understand you. “And my phone died during my club meeting.”

Keisuke’s gaze on you still depicted him as pissed off, but you were hoping that the gears of reality were turning in his head.

“I went straight home after my club. Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” You continued. “Were you waiting for me all this time?”

Your boyfriend sighed again, shaking his head. “No, I got caught in a fight on my way to your school and it lasted longer than intended cause those little shits didn’t know when they had lost.” He paused. “Then I was worried that they were on their way to hurt you since you’re affiliated with me.” His tone was soft, but it got louder again as though he had caught you in the act of doing something you weren’t supposed to.

“But you’re telling me that you forgot the plans that you made after whining to me about I don’t spend enough time with you?”

“...I love you-”

“You’re lucky I reciprocate.”

Takashi Mitsuya

Takashi frowned as he scrolled through all of the texts he had sent you in the last couple hours. It wasn’t like you to purposefully not reply to him, but to his knowledge you weren’t doing anything to keep yourself busy today.

Your club was tomorrow, you were running errands with your mom the day after, and your younger sister’s dance class was yesterday so you didn’t have to pick her up. To his knowledge you should be at home or with one of your other friends since the school day was over and he was busy doing things with Toman.

The more he thought about it, the more he got distracted and ended up being nudged in the back by Draken, making him nearly stumble and fall to the ground. “Hey, wake your ass up, Mitsuya. It’s not like you to be zoning out like that.”

“Right,” Takashi sighed. “Sorry, I’m just worried about y/n is all. She usually responds to me before the meeting starts so that I know she’s made it home or where to meet with her afterwards.”

“Yeah, yeah, we get it,” Baji cut in, clearly annoyed. “You’re happy. You don’t have to bore us about every single detail about your girlfriend.” He walked past Takashi, hitting his shoulder against his own. “We have a meeting to start and would appreciate it if you actually paid any attention rather than staring at your phone.”

“Shut up, Baji.” Mikey sighed, sounding exhausted from where he laid on his back at the top platform of the shrine. “If you keep annoying me and the others over meaningless crap then I might ban you from meetings.”

Takashi shook his head at their bickering, looking back at his phone to see if he had any new messages from you; nothing.

He knew that he should have no reason to worry, but he knew it wasn’t like you to not message him like this. Maybe you needed some time for yourself, maybe you were doing homework, or even taking a nap after a long, tiring day; you were probably fine, he kept telling himself. He just wanted to be certain.

“C’mon, Mitsuya. Meeting’s starting.” Peh said, getting Takashi to stop zoning out. With a sigh, the man pocketed his phone to focus on his other focus in life: Toman.

Throughout the meeting, Takashi listened in on most of it, thinking back to you when hearing something that he was already aware of. One thing, however, that made him rethink it was Mikey’s reminder of a new gang on the east side of the city that had been making claims about beating Toman into the ground; in the part of town that your school happened to be in.

Takashi wasn’t sure if you were aware of this, as he didn’t want you to know too much about Toman and what happened within the group, but what if the new rival gang happened to have guys that went to your school? What if one of them saw you as you were heading home and decided to make a pass at you, or knew that you were dating Takashi and wanted to hurt you as a sign that they were serious about taking down Toman.

Multiple thoughts and outcomes continued to rack at his head, and as soon as the meeting ended, he made sure not to seem too rushed as he headed down the stairs of the shrine and to his bike. The moment he got on and started it, he made way to your apartment first in an attempt to put his mind at ease.

He felt his heart lift in relief as he saw the light in your bedroom window was on. Of course, that didn’t guarantee that you were home; he had to be certain.

It only took a few seconds for you to answer the door, but it felt like an eternity for Takashi. The moment he saw you, he pulled you in for a hug before you had the chance to say anything.

“Whoa,” you chuckled, hugging him back. “Good to see you too, babe.” You sounded calm and happy, so that was a good sign to Takashi. “You alright? You seem tense.” Takashi sighed at your words, pulling away so that he could take in your appearance.

It was clear that you had showered due to your pj’s, but hadn’t washed your hair tonight; that meant that you would most likely wear a hat or style it in a way that you typically didn’t if it didn’t look nice for you when you woke up. You could use your dry hair shampoo, but he knew that you were running low and couldn’t get a new bottle until next week. By your expression, he could tell that you were worried for him, but couldn’t figure out what could cause his own to make him look so relieved to see you. He figured that maybe you were thinking that the Toman meeting didn’t go well, and needed a break from it all. However, as he stared at you, rather than voice his relief, he first voiced his concern and worry due to your lack of communication throughout the afternoon and evening.

“I hadn’t heard from you since school ended.” He sighed, not wanting to make a big deal out of the situation. “I just wanted to make sure you were alright.”

Your expression fell out of shock and realization. “Did my messages not go through?” You sighed, now upset about the situation as well. “This is what I get for shopping with Emma last minute in a marketplace with terrible signal.”

“You went shopping with Emma?” Takashi repeated, following you as you retreated back into your apartment and grabbed your phone. “How come Mikey or Draken didn’t tell me then?”

“It was a spur of the moment decision.” You said, going to your messages with Takashi on your phone. “She heard about this place and wanted me to go with her since Draken was busy tonight.” You shook your head at the situation. “And most likely figured that she’d be back home before dark and not worry them about where she was.”

Takashi thought the situation over, understanding most of it. “Then why didn’t you tell me when you got home?”

“I was about to when I got back an hour ago, but my phone was dead by the time Emma and I got off the train.” You crossed your arms, leaning against the wall as you remembered. “I let my phone charge while I showered, and was going to text you when I got out, but I got distracted by a little someone begging me for a late night snack.”

The culprit you were referring to made themself noticed as Takashi heard a small meow coming from your living room. A moment later, your cat came prancing down the hall to greet your boyfriend.

“I’m sorry,” you sighed with a frown, picking up your cat so that they didn’t bother him. “I didn’t mean to worry you. I just couldn’t get signal, then of course my phone just had to die on me like that.” You sighed again, scratching the top of your cat’s head. “I-”

Your rant was cut short by Takashi as he gently pulled you into his arms. “I’m not mad that you didn’t message me, nor am I ever angry at you for not letting me know of your whereabouts and plans every second of the day.”

“What?” You asked, confused about his words. “What do you-”

“Don’t worry yourself over this,” he said. “I just got worked up because of Toman issues. I always know that if you don’t respond to me that you have a valid reason.” He kissed the top of your head. “As long as you let me know when you get home safe every night.” He chuckled softly.

“You know I always do that.” You couldn’t help but giggle along with him. “But you better do the same.”

“I promise, baby.” He said, pressing his forehead against yours. “I promise.”

Hanma Shuji

“You’ve got to be fucking with me.”

“Well, all you have to do is ask.”

“Hanma, I swear to god.”

Your boyfriend laughed at your reaction, slinging an arm around your shoulders. “You know I’m just joking, princess.” He went on to continue his teasing antics towards you, but he noticed your serious expression as you looked at your phone. “What’s going on? Need me to beat someone up for you?”

“No, not today.” You sighed, shaking your head. “Just this damn group project I have to do for my English course.”

“Why do we have to take other language courses anyway?” Hanma sighed, having hated the class himself. “Like, I’m not working outside Japan right now. I can always learn the language later.”

“Because you never know who you might come across.” You pointed out. “What if someone who wants your gang ends up being from England?”

“Then I’ll tell them to go eat some damn scones and tea before kicking their ass for thinking they’re better than us.”

“You,” you cut yourself off with a sigh, shaking your head at his words. “Never mind, I have to get going.” You shrugged his arm off your shoulders, picking up your school bag as you texted your classmate back letting them know you were on your way.

“What? I thought we were gonna hang out today.” Hanma complained as he watched you get ready to leave.

“By hang out do you mean watch you beat up people in rival gangs while I sip on the boba you get me just like every Wednesday?” You teased, pocketing your phone before cupping Hanma’s cheeks and making him look at you at eye level. “While I do love that lil ‘tradition’, as you keep calling it, I need to make sure the grade I get on this assignment is at least decent.”

“I’ve told you,” Hanma said, grabbing onto your wrists and pulling your hands off his face. “You don’t have to try hard in school. Once my gang becomes the most feared in Japan, we’ll be living off of luxury by graduation and you won’t have to worry your pretty little head about anything but me.”

You paused at his words, trying to understand what exactly he was getting at. “Is that really how you see me?” You asked, genuinely upset as you pulled your hands out of his grip. “Nothing but a future housewife for you? An investment for when you’re older so that you don’t have to work as hard?”

“Not an investment, really. But it’d be convenient if you end up with me for a long time-”

“Convenient?” You raised your voice, growing more annoyed with each word your boyfriend was saying. “You know what, Shuji, I’m going to make this convenient for myself rather than you.” You sighed, leaving without another word to your classmate’s house. At this point, you’d rather write a 10 page paper for your English class rather than stay around Hanma another second.

“What, y/n get back here!” Hanma called out, shocked at your reaction and the way you called him by his last name rather than his first. “What the fuck is her problem? I didn’t say anything wrong.”

That whole afternoon, Hanma decided to take his annoyance and confusion out on random delinquents he encountered on the street as he made his way to attend yet another Valhalla meeting. He was so close to getting Keisuke Baji to join, he just had to pull a few more strings. However, his mind was still off thinking about how mad you were with him. He had seen you annoyed, or sometimes pretend to be as he would see that cute, small smile on your face that proved that you weren’t actually annoyed and rather amused with his antics.

Today, of course, was different. He just didn’t know why he felt this weight in his chest. It only took getting punched in the stomach for him to realize that the weight wasn’t pain; it was guilt.

Hanma was feeling guilty about what he said, even if he didn’t fully admit it to himself; and as much as he hated the action more than Toman itself, he had to apologize to you for what he said and how it came across.

He was telling the truth when he said that he hoped that you would be with him for a long time, but while having a bunch of girls at his beck and call as a huge gang leader sounded amazing, he would much rather prefer you by his side than some random girl, or five, he was potentially paying to serve him and his every need.

The Valhalla meeting was typically a fun time, knowing that he only created the gang for Kisaki and his plan, but with his mind elsewhere with you and where you would be after the meeting was over so that he could go meet you wherever that may be. And if you couldn’t forgive him yet, maybe he could help you with your project. He wasn’t the best at English, but he at least knew most of the alphabet and a few words. Who cares if they’re swears, they’re still in English!

As he was thinking of ways he could help you, he wondered who it was that you were working on the assignment with. He was a year above you, so he didn’t know many people in your grade, but he knew a fair amount of the guys by their face, having most likely beaten them up before for being too cocky and thinking that they could take him in a fight.

He’d be damned if one of those punks tried to make a pass at you.

It wasn’t a secret that you were dating Hanma, but you didn’t go flaunting the information off to everyone in your class; granted, neither did he, but that didn’t stop him from bragging about how great you are to the people in his gangs whenever they were complaining about being single. Hell, for all he knew, one of the newbies in Valhalla could be the guy you were doing that project with. The mere thought of someone trying to get as close as he is with you made his blood boil.

Not caring that the meeting was over, he passed off responsibility to one of the higher ups in Valhalla before leaving without seeming to hastily. If he was seen caring about a girl and putting her before either one of his gangs, his reputation as a leader would be ruined.

The moment he got to his bike, he rode to your school not bothering to stop at any of the red lights unless he absolutely had to, like avoiding getting into a major wreck on a busy road. That would only make you more mad to see him in a hospital even though he was trying to go and apologize for what he said to you earlier.

He held back a sigh of relief as he saw you walking out of your school gate, pulling right up to you.

“I thought I made it clear that I didn’t want to see you.” You said, glaring at him.

“And I thought that I was supposed to get you boba today.” Hanma said. “Guess we both had incorrect assumptions.”

You couldn’t help but sigh, shaking your head. “If you think boba will suddenly make up for what you said to me, then you’re wrong.” You moved to leave, only for Hanma to rev his bike and move as well to somewhat block your path and make you stop in your tracks.

“Is it that hard to believe that I want to apologize while I get you boba?” Hanma said, making you pause. You had known Hanma for a good while, and dating him for a few months now; maybe he meant what he was saying.

“If you think I’m paying you’re crazy.” You said, climbing onto his bike.

“Already planned on it.” Hanma said, waiting until you were holding onto his waist before heading in the direction of the boba place the two of you frequented. In the back of his mind he couldn’t help but be grateful for taking some newbie’s after school money during the Valhalla meeting.

After a much deserved quiet exchange, the two of you reached the cafe that you typically frequented every week. You got off his bike and went in without him, making Hanma sigh as he called out for you to wait up.

“If I’m paying then you need to wait for me to get to the register with you.”

“Then you better catch up. You have long legs don’t you?”

Hanma couldn’t help but smile at your quip, as though it reminded him how much he really liked you. Yes, he had fantasized about having multiple women at his beck and call 24/7, but maybe having just you around wouldn’t be as bad as he first made it out to be.

Once you had ordered, and made sure that Hanma paid with his (well, it wasn’t his originally but you didn’t know that) own money rather than the tip jar money, as you have seen him do that before, you made your way to wait by the counter where your finished drink would be. “You have until my boba’s ready to explain yourself.”

“What? That’s it?” Hanma knew you wouldn’t give him much time to apologize, but he didn’t think it’d be that small of a time frame.

“What you said really hurt me, Hanma. Do you even realize how it came across when you practically said that I didn’t have to amount to anything other than being your pretty thing to come home to when we’re older.”

Hanma opened his mouth to explain, only to pause as he replayed your words in his head. “Wait, so you pictured a future for the two of us then?” Your silence was a give away in itself. “Tell me, what was it like?”

“Why do you want to know? You clearly don’t want it.”

“Says who?” He gently turned you to face him so he could meet your gaze. “Tell me what you thought about for us.”

“y/n!”

You were brought back to your senses when you heard your name called by the barista and went to grab your drink. You effortlessly put the straw through the top as you made your way back over to Hanma. “You still haven’t explained yourself.”

“Then, will you let me take you home so that I can?”

You stared at him for a moment, part of you saying how he wouldn’t change due to his commitments and behavior that you weren’t always one hundred percent supportive of; however, as you noted how his gaze on you seemed hopeful that you would say yes, the other part of you said to give him this one chance to talk things through with you. “Sure, but we’re walking.”

“And leave my bike here?” He gasped, not liking the idea one bit as the idea of a rival gang finding and destroying it came across his mind.

“Would you rather leave me?”

Hanma paused, knowing what you were getting at. He shook his head, taking your hand and walking you out of the shop. “Absolutely not.”

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mitsuyaya · 11 months

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— 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬

Oneshot

; Te quiero, te adoro - Sano Shinichiro

summary: Shinichiro knows he loves you the moment he laid his eyes on you but the thing is you only adore him.

; An act of cowardice (out of the abyss) - Haitani Ran

summary: You need the confirmation, something that you can hold, something that can make you feel grounded– the word you needed wasn't that, it wasn't enough to pull you from the abyss you fell into.

; Can't take my eyes off you - Hakkai Shiba [ smut ]

summary: You know how Hakkai gets impatient when it comes to you. How he can't get a hold of himself when it comes to you. He always blames you for it– you're just damn perfect that he couldn't take his eyes off you.

; I hate you (I need you) - Mitsuya Takashi [ smut ]

summary: a late night at the office turns out to be your opportunity to finally ruin your boss, the bane of your existence, Mitsuya Takashi.

Drabbles

; Feels like the first time - various (mitsuya, manjiro & senju)

; Uncrush me, not - Chifuyu Matsuno

Timestamps

; 11:11 PM - Baji Keisuke

Series

; ...

#☄️. map #.tokyo revengers #tokyo rev

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thequeenofsarcaasm · 6 months

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Anime characters be like:

#narusasu #itafushi #satosugu #kagehina #killugon #eruri #suzalulu #griffith #haikyuu #tokyo revengers #mha #old man yaoi #and many more #lmaooooooo

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chalkscene · 6 months

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tokyo revengers ⇢ YOU’RE TOO DRUNK TO RECOGNIZE YOUR BOYFRIEND

ft. manjiro “mikey” sano, ken “draken” ryuguji, keisuke baji, takashi mitsuya, rindou haitani, ran haitani & shuji hanma

warnings: alcohol and a very hammered reader. the boys are more responsible than you <3

this is one of the rare occurrences wherein MIKEY actually shares his food. when you’ve finally given up on fighting him for the last bottle of alcohol, you start whining about your sudden hunger so he slides his plate of nachos over to you. he watches you eye it for a second before you drag your gaze up to him. “i have a boyfriend you know?” you tell him, your attempt to be menacing coming out pathetically as the attitude dripping from your tone is dampened by your slurred speech. mikey doesn’t need the club to be well lit. the strobe lights already illuminate your face enough for him to get a clear view of your glassy eyes and flushed cheeks. “i know,” he confirms with a tinge of exasperation, “because it’s me. mikey. your boyfriend.” he emphasizes his last words, his last effort to knock some sense into you but you only let out a cackle which catches him off guard. “nice try but mikey never shares his food.”

“that’s enough.” DRAKEN snatches the last of your many drinks for the night before you can gulp it down. being the perceptive boyfriend he is, he can already hear the complaint that’s about to slip from your tongue so he’s quick to pull you by the wrist, up from your seat and out the door. “where are you taking me?” you ask as clearly as your drunken state can let you—not so much but enough for your boyfriend to understand. “home.” at his curt reply, you yank your hand from his grip with a strength that startles even toman’s former vice president. “what the hell are you doing?” draken hisses lest you make a scene in public. “i’m calling my boyfriend,” you warn him, “bet he can kick your ass.” “yeah? i’d like to see him try.” he dismisses your empty threat, reaching for you once more to guide you to the exit but upon hearing a few whispers from prying strangers who are clearly getting the wrong idea, he stops in his tracks and turns to no one in particular, no longer caring about whatever commotion he may cause as his voice booms over the loud music: “i’m the boyfriend!”

“let me go!” you relentlessly thrash around, yelling out threats of calling your boyfriend, while BAJI—the boyfriend in question—pulls you into an empty alleyway to avoid any possible public humiliation for the both of you. “fuck,” he huffs out a breath, “when did you get this strong?” some time in the night, he’s tuned you out telling him off, on a sole mission to stop you from drinking more than you already have. and he’s relieved he managed to get you out of the bar—that is until he hears a weird noise coming from you. “wh-” baji doesn’t get the chance to utter a single word as you begin to throw up. in a panic, he hastily puts your hair up with his spare tie before rubbing soothing circles on your back. your hair looks real messy, he notes, but that’s the least of his worries. “you feeling better?” he checks on you after a while, only to be met by more retching, making him grumble to himself, “and i get an earful when i drink too much.”

MITSUYA is helping you get on your feet—sweet boyfriend he is—but as soon as you find your footing, you give him a hefty shove. “i have a boyfriend, jackass!” you seethe, too drunk to recognize him, and all he can do is sigh as he regains his balance. “yes. me.” something clicks in your brain at his response and you squint your eyes to get a better look at him. “takashi?” “hi, love.” and just like that, you perk up, your mouth stretching into a wide grin. “taka,” you squeal, excitement coursing through your veins when you recognize your boyfriend, “hiiiii~” he laughs at the shift in your tone and takes the opportunity to slide an arm around your waist once more. “let’s get you home okay?” “mhm.” you wrap your arms around him and he lifts you with ease. mitsuya assumes you’re fast asleep until a few minutes later, you mumble something against his skin, “someone tried to flirt with me but i said no.” a chuckle bubbles past his lips as he adjusts his hold on you. “really?” “mhm,” you nod into his neck as you snuggle closer, “i only love you.” “i love you more.” “love you most,” you reply before soft snores fall from your lips and your breathing evens out.

you’re rambling about RINDOU to rindou himself, going on and on about the reasons that made you fall in love with him. and while you’re occasionally interrupted by your hiccups, he patiently listens to your every word then he hears a “but.” the ways you describe him next are less flattering, less romantic—how he tries so hard to act indifferent to your cooing as if the tips of his ears don’t instantly turn red. or how he has a permanent scowl etched on his face. and other things you already tell him even when you’re sober. “he’s really lucky he doesn’t have any wrinkles yet,” you add with a giggle. “you’re really annoying when you’re drunk, you know that?” rindou deadpans. despite the lack of lighting in the club, he doesn’t miss the shock washing over you, your eyes getting mistier by the second. “what?” your voice comes out shaky and your bottom lip starts to wobble, making rindou release another groan. “for fuck’s sake.”

in spite of your insistence to stay at the club, RAN easily managed to drag you to his car. this isn’t his first rodeo. as an older brother, he has had to deal with rindou when he was blackout drunk. “where are we going?” you mumble as you begin to stir in the passenger seat. “home.” “i wanna see ran.” your boyfriend throws you a quick glance—your eyes remain closed and the rest of your words are incomprehensible—before he focuses back on the road. amused by your drunken state, he plays along. “alright, we’re going to ran.” the stretch of silence that follows is cut short when you speak again, “i’m thirsty.” so ran makes a quick stop at a convenience store, coming back shortly with a bottle in hand. he unscrews the cap before he gives you the drink, “careful.” you take a big gulp, instantly grimacing at the taste and it elicits a snort from your boyfriend. “what is this?” “water.”

“want more,” you slur. across from you, HANMA watches as you clumsily reach for the empty shot glasses on the table, flipping them upside down as if more alcohol will magically appear. he’s not going to lie—he finds it funny. entertaining, even. and if the circumstances were any different, he would’ve even encouraged this behavior. but he’s your boyfriend now and if there’s one thing he truly cares about, it’s you. drunk out of your wits, you don’t notice when hanma slides out of the booth until he’s soon presenting two more glasses to you. even though the contents are the same, he asks you to choose, “which one?” “hmm… that.” before you can get your hands on your drink, hanma intercepts and downs it in one go. you’re about to protest when he throws you over his shoulder and chugs the other drink out of your sight before heading for the exit. “let’s go.”

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fueledbysano · 9 months

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it has been raining for days on end, which also meant that your boyfriend had been fucking you nonstop. stay dry, they said. but he kept your pussy wet, full, and sore.

“one more, sweetheart, I know you can take more~" you've been at it like rabbits, but he is still insanely horny! with your mind airy and drool falling on your chin, you could only nod in response to his invitation.

“ah— don't stop!” he had just shoved his dick back inside of you, but you're already begging for more and provoking him further.

“Fuck, you have such a tight hold on me, you don’t even know.” he exhaled, rolling his hips, your tits sticking to his chest as the sweat from his abs warmed you, his hips piston faster, needing more.

“nghh~ [ Y / N ]~” he cried into your shoulder, hips desperately chasing for release as he rut so deep into your pussy.

“all mine~” he whimpered, fingers clawing with yours and pushing your body deeper into the mattress.

his thrusts keeps getting deeper and static fills your head. you can't think. he grinds, fucking and speeding up the pace, his finger rubbing your clit in agonizing, sweet circles.

“Ugh,” you pant, kissing him hard as you climaxed for the nth time. your pussy is extremely sensitive, yet throbbing, clenching on emptiness when he pulls out to lay you on your stomach.

"I'm not done with you yet..." the sheet falls from his shoulders, baring you to the cold air brought by the rain outside.

— [ TR ] Hanma, Baji, Shinichiro, Rindou, Kazutora, Kakucho, Mikey, Hakkai, Chifuyu, Wakasa, Sanzu.

— [ JJK ] Gojo, Yuji, Megumi, Yuta, Suguru.

♡ mdni banner by @ benkeibear!

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slttygeto · 9 months

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they always say “just the tip” but they never keep their promise. they’re cursing, fucking begging you to put just the tip in, rough hands gripping your thighs apart and your heart stutters in your chest at the sight of them looking so fucked out. their cock is leaking of pre-cum and you almost moan when they drag the tip over your wet folds.

“just-just the tip, i promise,” he promises, but will he keep it? obviously not. the moment he pushes the tip in and you both moan, you suddenly feel him push the rest of him inside and you feel the wind get knocked out of your chest. he’s…big and you can barely make up a coherent thought when he starts dragging his hips against yours so deliciously.

“sorry i couldn’t- i can’t.” he hisses, hands gripping your hips as he pulls you closer to him. his pace is slow and his thrusts are so sharp each time, making you feel every inch, and his girth to the last vein.

geto, gojo, choso, hanma, souya, chifuyu, taiju, mitsuya. (any of your faves).

2023 © all works belong to slttygeto. do not repost my work anywhere else.

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moechies · 4 months

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tw dark content heavy infantilization, smut

boys who baby you so much it's so suffocating </3

･ﾟ✧ boys who wake you up in the morning with soft kisses against your pantie covered cunt, tracing the outline of your squishy lips and drawing hearts on your clit <3

･ﾟ✧ boys who kiss n suck on your tits so gently that it's not enough, slightly warning you with a light squeeze to your wrists when you keep on squirming, 'i know sweet girl, s just a bit more.'

･ﾟ✧ boys who endlessly finger you, telling you that it's because he's prepping you for his overwhelming cock.. when you're borderline begging n begging for him but he just won't give it to you!

･ﾟ✧ and finally, boys who barely slide their thick tip inside your sweet hole, just to get off on only that! he thinks little girls like you aren't made to take such big cocks, n makes you cry for him to push in deeper. but he denies it, saying, ‘you aren't ready baby.. this is for the best..’

౨ৎ mahito, oikawa tooru, tendou satori, nagi seishirou, meguru bachira, ran haitani, draken ryuguji <3

(n more i cannot think rn ahahahwjw bye)

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madhatter1496 · 1 year

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#this is literally sanzu x rindou #and rindou x souya (angry)#and dont get me started on mikey and takemichi #im clearly not mentioning kokonui NOR bajifuyu or bajitrio cause those are clearly fucking on the good ending timeline #you can't change my mind #what do you mean they would die for each other but arent actually canon #thats not what the voices are saying #they are canon TO ME #kokonoi hajime #inui seishu #inupi #sano manjiro #hanagaki takemichi #maitake #doramai #draken #tokyo revengers

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leiasfanaccount648 · 2 years

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High on You

Pairing: Keisuke Baji x Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff, College!AU

Request: Could you write a high makeout session with Baji? Like both of them in his room, on his bed smoking some blunts. She's straddling him and they're just kissing and kissing and kissing and they can't get enough of each other. Like the kissing feels more intimate and intense since they're both high. Maybe make it a little funny too? Idk I feel like Baji jokes around a lot Hehehe :D - Anonymous

Warnings/Contains: Fluff, College!AU, cursing, innuendos and suggestive words but nothing happens, smoking ✨grass✨, making out, shotgunning, biting is part of Baji’s love language I will not take criticism

Word Count: 1.4k

A/N: thank you so much for the request anon! I had a lot of fun writing this so I hope you enjoy it!

“I hate this.”

“I know you do.”

“Then why are you making me do it?”

“Because I love you and want you to graduate on time.”

“The stereotype to graduate in four years is fucking stupid.”

“So is not knowing basic math, now focus.”

While most would be surprised to see that your boyfriend got into college, you were just shocked that he hadn’t dropped out yet. Regardless, being at the end of your sophomore year and his freshman year, you were proud of him for sticking it out so far and weren’t about to have him quit now.

That’s why you took it upon yourself to help him study for one of his finals; more specifically his math class.

“Kei, c’mon, it’s the last math class you’ll ever have to take-”

“You said that in high school! And look! Another math class!”

You sighed, leaning back on his bed as you tried to come up with a way to get him to learn. “Maybe we should take a break.”

“Gladly.” Keisuke said as he closed his textbook and notebook. He then got up from his bed, looking through his desk drawer. His roommate Chifuyu was out taking one of his finals so it was just the two of you; and Peke J napping on Chifuyu’s bed.

“Want one?”

His question made you tilt your head back; despite your vision being upside down, you could recognize the blunt he was offering you clear as day. You sighed again, sitting up to take it from him. “Yes please,” you then took the lighter he offered, lighting the blunt. “Tutoring you is making my head hurt.”

“Hey, I’m not that bad at it.” Keisuke said, walking over to open the window after lighting his blunt.

“You forgot that you could switch around the order of PEMDAS.” You eyed him.

“I don’t want to hear it, miss ‘I nearly failed biology.’” Keisuke countered, smirking at you as he sat back down next to you.

“That was last year and you know how tough my professor was.” You pouted, shoving your boyfriend.

“C’s get degrees, babe.” He chuckled, pecking your cheek. “Now let's take our study break.”

“Okay, but only for 30 minutes,” you sighed, setting a timer on your phone. “Your final’s tomorrow at 4pm.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He said, taking a slow drag from his blunt and pulling you close to him.

While he may have struggled in middle school, you were able to help Keisuke raise his grades so that he didn’t have to repeat another year. He graduated the year after you and got into the same university you were at. While having your boyfriend on campus is nice, it can also cause trouble from time to time.

One of them happened to be the fact that he liked to enjoy the occasional blunt. Not that you were complaining, as you did the same, but it also meant that most of the time you were over at his dorm rather than your own across campus.

This also meant that you kept having to walk back and forth across campus due to Keisuke’s stubbornness to walk over to your dorm. He didn’t mind every now and then when you asked him to, but he had a tendency of normally having you over at his place since he kept the blunts at his place; even though you also had the better dorm.

Either way, you wouldn’t trade him for the world. You loved Keisuke, and were willing to help him with whatever he needed, regardless of whether or not he asked you for it.

Whilst taking your study break, you felt the tension in your shoulders release from each hit of the blunt that you took. It also helped that Keisuke was holding you close, making you feel more at ease.

“You know I love you, right?” Keisuke suddenly said out of the silence that had fallen between the two of you. While it was common for him to sometimes get sentimental while high, his words still surprised you.

You looked up at him as best as you could, your back currently against his chest. “Yeah, I know.” You giggled, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. “And I love you, too.”

“Yeah, but I don’t tell you enough.” Keisuke said, his voice going soft before taking another hit from his blunt; yours was about halfway gone as you took your time with it while his was nearly done for.

“Well, I know that you aren’t that vocal about it.” “I’m vocal about other things.” He chuckled, only to groan in pain when you playfully nudged him with your elbow. “I’m being serious. I know you say it’s bullshit but I know that your love language is quality time and acts of service.” You smiled, turning around to look at him.

“That test is rigged.” Keisuke said, his gaze not meeting yours as he took another hit. He remembered when you had him take that quiz last year and hated how accurate it depicted him. His cheeks were slightly pink; whether that was from the weed or your comment, you didn’t know.

“What I’m saying is that you don’t have to say you love me all the time. You show it in your actions; whether it’s you buying me a coffee,’ or having me help you study no matter how much you hate it, I know that it means you love me just as much as I love you.”

Keisuke finished his blunt as you finished talking. Before you could ask what he was thinking about, he cupped your cheek and pulled you in for a kiss. You happily returned the kiss, almost pouting when he pulled away too soon to your liking.

“Fuck you for knowing me so well.” Keisuke mumbled.

“Isn’t that a good thing?” You asked giggling. Kei didn’t respond, instead pulling you in for another kiss. This time you didn’t let him pull away, making him chuckle into the kiss as he pulled you closer to sit in his lap. Eventually, his tongue made it’s way into your mouth and his hand took what was remaining of your blunt from you. He pulled away, taking another drag before kissing you again. The smoke entered your mouth, making you moan softly as you breathed it in. Eventually Kei pulled away, letting you catch your breath before diving in for another kiss.

You gasped, kissing back as best as you could as the effects of the weed began to make your head fuzzy.

Keisuke pulled away again after a moment, smiling like a dork as he began to leave kisses along your neck and throat.

However your alarm went off, making your boyfriend annoyed as you tried to push him off of you. “Kei,” you said softly. “We have to get back to study- Hey!” You pushed him again as you felt him bite your neck, attempting to get him to pull away again.

“We don’t have to do shit-”

“We do if you want to pass your class!” You squealed as you felt Keisuke bite you again in protest before he finally let you push him away. “And what did we say about biting?”

“What, we’re in bed aren’t we?” He smirked, leaning forward to press another kiss to your lips, only to miss and kiss the corner of your mouth due to his haze filled vision.

“You know what I mean.” You sighed, climbing off of him and grabbing your notebook from when you took the same math class the year before. “Now c’mon, if you manage to get a few practice problems correct I’ll let you bite me again.” You teased, giggling when Keisuke grabbed his textbook and notes with a groan.

To your surprise, he managed to understand the question he had been struggling with for nearly an hour before you decided to take your first initial break. Needless to say, it shocked you.

“Did getting high somehow make you smarter?” You joked, turning the page in his textbook to see what the next section covered.

Keisuke’s eyes widened, looking up at you with what you could only assume was realization when you looked up at him after he didn't say anything; however, the look in his eyes said it all.

“Kei if you show up to your final high and fail because your professor found out I will never forgive you-”

“But it makes sense to me when I’m high!”

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sunaluv · 5 months

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'IS SHE TAKEN?'

in which someone asks your man if you're single

feat: ran, gojo

RAN

the club setting was filled with more excitement tonight. don't get it twisted, any club or event hosted by the haitanis was guaranteed to be the event of the day, good vibes, hot people, and lots of money to be made. but when one of the brothers was actually present at the club? something about their aura seemed to bring out the vibes in people.

ran's hooded gaze watched adoringly at you across the club, the setting bringing nostalgia to the first time you met. ever the social butterfly you were, accepting another phone number from one of the girlfriends you made tonight. the other members of the roundtable looked at one another, wondering if the haitani brother was even present.

"no wonder you're so distracted, boss," the man next to him nudged him with his elbow, to which ran side-eyed him. "she's a looker, d'ya think she's single?"

your boyfriend appeared neutral as he let the guy ramble on about how hot you were, and what he would do to you given the chance. he missed the harsh roll of ran's eyes. if he didn't know you were spoken for, he would make sure this guy knew by the end of the night.

as if on queue, you waved bye to your new friends and started to make your way to the table. eyes followed your figure as you passed, but that was to be expected when the prettiest girl at the club walked past.

"hey, sweetheart," his soft lips pressed against the crown of your head. "you alright?"

"i'm good! a little tired though," you let out a deep sigh, melting into his arms. "these heels have been killing me..."

wordlessly, his large hands had your ankles in his lap, undoing the buckles on your heels and rubbing tender circles into the irritated skin.

he smirked at the relieved sigh that left your lips. "my buddy here has something to ask you, sweets."

the man next to you seemed to go silent since your arrival at the table, the consequences of his actions just hitting. a deep breath followed by a gulp as he wiped his damp hands against his slacks. he almost flinched when your hooded, yet dominating gaze met his own eyes, but after remembering who and where he was, he gained his composure almost as quickly as it left.

"nah 'ts nothin'," he waved his hand. "just a passing thought, is all..."

others both around the roundtable and those dancing near it tried not to make it obvious that they were watching the exchange going down. they found themselves pitying a character who would not deserve it, under different circumstances. but, as discussed, the haitani aura seems to throw things off of balance.

if he didn't want to talk, ran would do it for him. "he wants to know if your single, claims he could give you a lay better than your man could,"

your eyes left the man, instead looking over your boyfriends face in silent communication.

'you and i both know he can't'

'...i know, my love, just humor me every once in a while?'

'you're such a character sometimes, haitani'

'you love it though'

eyes darted between you, awaiting your response, thus his sentence in anticipation. he didn't know what telepathic language you were communicating in, but he was glad to not hear his fate get discussed right in front of him.

"i'm very flattered, but i have a boyfriend, sorry." your response was dry towards him, but the gaze you held with ran was anything but.

catching wind of what was about to happen, you excused yourself from the table, leaving a kiss on the corner of rans mouth, whispering a 'be good' in his ear before leaving.

whatever happened after your departure was not your business, after all.

GOJO

"hey man," a hand belonging to an unfamiliar man clasped on satorus shoulder. "do you know if the girl you came here with has a boyfriend?"

you had dragged your boyfriend to one of your friend's parties, much to his dismay. he's sworn off drinking after geto's blackmail folder started getting a bit thick, meaning there was nothing fun to do other than socialise, but he didn't want to after people flocked to him for the wrong reasons.

so now he was maybe the only sober one in this lively scene, which leads to the current events.

he spoke your name for clarity. "uhh, I'm not sure. you can go ask her if you want. ill even put in a good word for you."

has this man been a fraction more sober, he would've questioned why the blindfolded man's smile was so wide, or why he was so willing to help, but alas, this was a party and alcohol was supplied.

"thanks, dude! you're such a lifesaver."

satoru almost felt bad for the guy. he was practically buzzing whilst traversing through the sweaty bodies in search of you. he felt bad until he remembered how bored he was before this happened, he has to put himself first sometimes.

after a couple stumbles, reroutes and a rest break, they had finally found you in your angelic beauty, laughing with a group of girls he didn't know.

he thought it was quite cute how the guy seemed to become more shy at the sight of you, and satoru couldn't blame him. had he been someone more normal, he would act the same in your presence.

one of the girls caught sight of the pair by the entry and gestured you towards them. your face softened slightly at the sight of your six-foot-something boyfriend and his... friend?

"hey toru," you smiled, before looking at the other man. "who’s this?"

satoru said nothing, slapping the guy a little too harshly on the back before stepping back. the floor was his.

"hey," he breathed out, before introducing himself. "i saw you come in with your friend earlier, and just wanted to know if you were seeing anyone?"

your heart rate picked up, but not for the reason the guy was hoping. why was gojo like this? did he enjoy seeing you suffer?

he obviously did as when you looked over your shoulder to the said man, he gave you a big, encouraging grin with both thumbs up. the audacity.

he had thrown you to the wolves and left you to fend for yourself.

"uhm..." you breathed, trying not to shatter the poor guy's heart. "i have a boyfriend, unfortunately. sorry."

"what do you mean, unfortunately!" satoru mocked you from behind the guy. "I'm a total catch, right?" he turned to the guy. "right??"

though delayed, the guy had finally come to the realisation he had been punked by the man who egged him on the whole time. his face burst into a deep shade of red, apologising profusely before rushing back into the crowd.

"you're such an ass, gojo."

"the last name huh?" he scratched the back of his neck. "I'm in for it arent i?"

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lelelenaxx · 1 year

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Afab!reader

Will literally beg on both his knees for you to ride his face

“Baby please… just wanna feel you in top of my face and be smothered in your pussy. Please baby?” How could you say no to that pretty face of his?

So you take of your pants and underwear and straddle his face. His smile drawn wide and he’s excited. You hover over his face, contemplating whether or not you should push your weight down onto him.

But while you’re trying to reassure yourself, arms wrap around your thighs and push you down, his mouth is sucking and pushing his tongue through your folds and circling around you’re clit

One hand grips the headboard and one is in his hair. Tugging harshly as he brings you through a haven of pleasure.

Your mind slowly fogs up, only being able to focus on his tongue and his mouth. Desperately grinding upon his face. Crying out in pleasure as he recklessly digs his tongue into your aching pussy.

When you reach your orgasm he pushes you right down onto his face, while your body is twitching from sensation he is still digging his tongue inside of you. Devouring the delicious taste of your juices.

KAWATA TWINS ISTG, Hakkai, DRAKEN, Rindou, Eren, JEAN, Kenma, NISHINOYA, AKAASHI, bokuto, Suna, MIYA TWINS, Constance, Megumi, GOJO

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chalkscene · 6 months

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tokyo revengers ⇢ WOULD YOU KISS ME FOR $10 OR THE PRETTIEST GIRL IN THE WORLD FOR $700?

ft. manjiro “mikey” sano, ken “draken” ryuguji, takashi mitsuya, rindou haitani & shuji hanma x f!reader (separate)

“wow,” you drawl when MIKEY doesn’t have an immediate answer, “you’re actually thinking about it.” “i like kissing you. i love it. but baby,” his voice raises slightly in urgency, “that’s 700 bucks.” sure, the question was hypothetical but that’s not the point. “so you don’t think i’m the prettiest girl in the world?” mikey only tilts his head, confused by the accusation in your tone, then his body goes rigid upon registering what you meant. “no, wait. i do!”

“the prettiest girl in the world,” DRAKEN answers in a heartbeat. “and that’s who?” you quiz him in jest which makes him chuckle. “you, of course.” “right answer.” you beam at him before you lean in for a kiss, humming against his lips in satisfaction when he pulls you closer. soon, you feel him smirking against yours. “that would be 710 dollars.”

“you,” MITSUYA says with no hesitation followed by a gentle press of his lips on yours and warmth quickly blooms in your chest. “always you,” he adds. when it comes to showing affection, he has always been direct and this time is no exception. but you wouldn’t be you if you didn’t tease him, “you know someone prettier than me?” he blinks at that, stunned and stupefied by your words, “what?”

RINDOU only stares at you, expecting you to break character and say you’re messing with him but the expectant look on your face remains as you wait for him to answer so he does: “you.” “do you think i’m the prettiest girl in the world?” “i do.” you can tell rindou’s being sincere but you don’t miss the subtle quirk of his lips before he continues, “but i doubt you have 700 dollars.”

“baby, you’re worth more than 10 dollars,” HANMA exclaims and with a smile, you dare him to name a price. “how much am i worth then?” “a thousand,” he says too confidently you can’t help but coo at him. “you’re too sweet.” his mouth stretches into a wide grin, satisfied with himself, and gives you a peck on the lips but not without a brief snicker. when he pulls away, there’s a glint of mischief in his eye. “you owe me a grand.”

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armxnh · 5 months

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i know we just met, but i love you

synopsis: love at first sight with the tokyo revengers men.

characters: manjiro 'mikey' sano, takashi mitsuya, chifuyu matsuno

genre: fluff

warnings: none (i think...?)

masterlist.

manjiro 'mikey' sano

"ken-chinnnn" the leader of the toman whined at his taller friend. draken rolled his eyes in response, "no mikey, drop it."

"come onnnn-" the said man pouted exaggeratedly, "what did i do wrong?"

"nothing." the delinquent replied taking his wallet out of the pocket of his jacket, "you just don't need to eat twenty-five taiyaki."

"sorry to bother you but there are a lot of people who are waiting take their orders so if you could-" daiki, as it was written on his name tag, tried to cut them off from behind the counter.

for the past ten minutes, the two delinquents were arguing about their order. draken wanted to buy mikey five taiyaki, while mikey wanted his friend to buy him twenty-five of them.

draken turned his head to the cashier, "yeah, so five taiyaki and-"

"twenty-five taiyaki." "damn you-"

"hurry up! unlike other people, some of us have important things to do!" a customer yelled from the back of the line.

manjiro snapped his head to the back of the line, narrowing his eyes at the older man who had just yelled at him. "see now you're making people angry, mikey. 'm not gonna spend ¥5,272 on snacks."

"i need to eat a lot if i want to be taller!"

"for the last time. you won't get taller! you are at your maximum height!"

"alright! i'm not going through this again." a soft voice cut both of them before they could start the same argument they had 2 minutes ago. "daiki, i'll pay for their order- just make his goddamn snacks, please."

when manjiro turned to look at the person who 'saved his life', he felt like he has just died and miraculously came back to life as he made eye contact with you.

you were... pretty.

his eyes were set on you, taking in every single detail he could as if he was scared to forget how you look the second he'll look away.

"thank you, but that's not necessary!" draken politely thanked you as you grabbed your fidelity card of the small shop.

"don't worry about it! after all, those fidelity points have to be used for something." you waved him off, looking back at daiki, "could you also add my regular oder with that, please daiki?"

"o-of course, (y/n)!" the young worker quickly tapped your oder in the computer, a red hue covering his cheeks when you smiled at him.

"mikey, what do you say?" draken looked at his friend, hinting him to thank you, but his words fell into deaf ears as mikey kept looking at you like you hung the moon and stars in the sky.

"mikey?" He nudged the said man's shoulder trying to snap him out of his thoughts, only to be ignored once more.

the tall blond dropped the smile as he turned to his friend hitting the side of his head, finally snapping him out of his thoughts, "mikey!"

"um? what?" mikey barely glanced at draken when he responded, his heartbeat increasing when you looked back at him with your receipt in hand.

"i said, what do you say to the girl who just bought you your snacks?" he replied, glancing between the two of you clearly wondering why his friend was acting weird all of the sudden.

"marry me."

ken ryuguji never whipped his head to look at his friend so fast in his life. What the hell did he just said?!

you felt your face warm up at his words, chuckling as you walk past him, placing your hand on his shoulder, "do you ask every girl who buys you snacks to marry you?"

manjiro felt like he was in heaven when you stood closer to him. how can someone be so pretty and be so nice and smell so good and be so pretty at the same time.

"what?" toman's leader came back down to earth when you handed him the box filled of taiyaki. "did i say that out loud?" manjiro mumbled, frowning to himself. before looking back at you, just to see you making your way outside. "hey- wait!"

he tossed the snacks at draken jogging to meet you outside of the shop. "w-wait!"

you turned to look at him, the soft summer breeze sweating through your hair, leaving your face completely out in the open, "yes?"

"you're (y/n), right?" he asked remembering how the cashier called you when you were ordering, "i'm mikey..." he wanted to say something else but the words got caught in his throat when you smiled at him.

"nice to meet you, mikey" you replied before your eyes drifted behind him to the small group of guys that were looking at the two of you intensely, the 'ken-chin' guy from earlier standing with them. "i think your friends are waiting for you"

manjiro glanced back to see his best friends looking at them with knowing looks on their faces, "never mind them- this is- you are more important."

you looked away from him, his intense eye contact making your face feel warm, "you really know how to talk to girls you know?"

"thank you for earlier... the snacks and all..."

"that was 2 months worth of fidelity points- you better eat every single one of those taiyaki" you playfully warned the gang leader.

"don't worry about that..!" mikey replied knowing damn well that he will inhale those snacks. "can i walk you home? it's going to get dark soon- wouldn't want my wife to get attacked or something!"

wife?!

you suppress a smile at his words, "of course, wouldn't want it to get dark at 2 pm, and then get attacked by who knows what next to a bakery."

"exactly! let's go, wifey!"

takashi mitsuya

"what did you say you're brother's name was?" you asked the crying girl in front of you.

"...t- taka-shi" the small girl sobbed in your shoulder as you gently patted her head.

"alright and what's your name?" you gently asked as you scanned the area trying to find someone who looked like they had just lost their child.

"i- i- i'm mana"

"you have a really pretty name, you know?" you smiled fondly at the girl as you whipped the tears of her face with your thumbs.

"really?"

"heck yeah! it's a badass name!" you felt relief wash over you when you saw a smile spread across the kid's face, "i'm (y/n) and i'm gonna help you find your brother alright?"

"thank you..." she mumbled quietly.

"you're going to hop on my shoulders and tell me when you see your brother okay?" the girl looked up at you with stars in her eyes, you pulled mana on your shoulder, her small hands on your head.

you walked for a good 15 minutes before mana tapped your head with on hand while the other pointed toward an unknown man in the crowd of person, "they're there! that's draken!"

draken? wasn't her brother's name takashi? you wondered as you put mana to the ground your hand grabbing hers just in case she got lost again.

"mana!" a little girl's voice called out as you arrived next to the very tall guy with a dragon tattoo on his head. the small girl that looked very similar to mana hugged tightly the younger girl.

"mitsuya! ' found her" the tall guy called out for someone else behind him. the 'mitsuya' guy appeared from behind the 'draken' guy not long after he called out from him. the purple haired teen practically attacked his sister with a hug, sighing in relief.

"don't ever do that again, mana." he gently scaled his younger sister, "you could've gotten lost and we would've been really sad, al-?"

"it's fine! (y/n) helped me find you!" she pointed her finger at her. mitsuya ruffled his sister's hair, before straightening up to thank the person that help his mini-him, "thank you so mu..."

he felt like the world had stopped moving. like it was only the two of them in the middle of the festival. takashi mitsuya was in a trance. he was simply mesmerized by the sight of you.

"it's no problem, really! " you softly smiled at him, "your sister is a real angel-"

anything else you said after wasn't even registered but the delinquent in front of you. he was usually so good at this- talking to people was what he did best so... why couldn't he utter a single word for you.

his cheeks were red, his palm were sweaty, why was he anxious?- he was hanging on everything you did. even if he felt like he had forgotten how to speak, your voice felt like melody to his ears.

he snapped out of his trance when someone nudge his shoulder. mitsuya glanced at draken beside him, suddenly remembering that they weren't alone and that you were talking to him.

you looked at him with a puzzled look, "are you alright?

your question made him overthink about everything that happened in the last 2 minutes of your meeting. Did he look like a creep?

"i- i- great."

the hell was that takashi? he cursed himself.

darken cleared his throat, holding back his laugh. he brought his fist to his mouth faking coughs as he muttered a small, "real smooth, mitsuya".

you chuckled at his friend's comment, making mitsuya straighten up, you pulled out your hand for him to shake.

"let's start over, alright? i'm (y/n)... you're takashi right?"

draken stepped up clearly expecting his friend to be to lost in space to answer you, "he prefers mitsuya-"

"takashi's fine!" the said man interjected, as he quickly grabbed your hand to shake it, sending one of his pretty smile in your direction.

"i-"

"are you going to marry my brother?" he couldn't catch a break could he? luna asked you with big eyes.

you chuckled softly at her words, "how about this... i will give my number to your brother. then we'll go out to eat something to talk about marriage alright?"

"yes!" the girl tightly hugged your leg as you said that.

"does that sound like a plan to you, takashi?" yes!

mitsuya hurriedly started to look in his pocket for a pen, when draken pulled one out of his pocket with a piece of paper and handed it to the purple haired boy, "there you go, casanova"

takashi handed you the paper and the pen, before you wrote your name with your phone number on it.

"see y'a soon, taka! bye, mana don't get lost again alright?"

as soon as you were out of sight takashi turned to draken with a stern look, "not a word about this, alright?"

"you're crazy!" draken crackled putting his hand in his pocket, "i'm going to tell everyone!"

"draken!"

"as your wingman i feel like it's my responsibility-"

"no it is not!"

chifuyu matsuno

"hurry up, chifuyu!" takemichi yelled at his friend. they couldn't be late. not for that.

"how come you are slow as hell during a fight, yet you sprint your life on a sunday at 8 am?" the blond joked as he calmly walked behind takemichi with not a care in the world.

"come on! we're gonna be late!" he repeated hurriedly before stopping abruptly while looking around him.

"late to what?" chifuyu yawned, before looking at his friend, who stood there looking around, up and down as if his brain had finally snapped, "you alright?"

"alright stand here and don't move." takemichi moved the delinquent around so that he would stand in the middle of a park- an empty park.

"did you finally snapped or...?" he asked when the time traveler started to back away from him, "are you going to kill me? is this really how it's gonna end-"

"watch out!"

a voice yelled, but it was too late.

a ball directly hit his face, knocking chifuyu to the dirty ground, his eyes closing due to the shock.

it took him a couple of seconds before finally opening his eyes again, only to realize that he was in heaven. the prettiest girl he had ever seen in his life held his head in her hands, her index and middle finger pressed against the front of his neck just below his jaw- making sure that his heart was still beating.

"oh- thank god! you're not dead!"

"are you an angel?" chifuyu mumbled placing his hand on top of yours- making sure you were real, "am i in heaven?"

you let a breathy chuckle at his words, "you're cute- but no you're not dead... i kicked a ball in your face- unintentionally of course!"

his eyes finally focused on you, remembering what had happened. he blinked a couple of time, his eyes scanning your face- a pretty girl's face... so close to his face with her hands on his face and his hands on her hand-

what?!

chifuyu's face became as red a tomato straitening his posture to apologize for touching you without your authorization, "i'm so sorry-"

his head came in contact with your head, making you pull back immediately from the blond. "ow! i told you i didn't do it on purpose!" you groan holding your head with your hands.

chifuyu gasped in horror at his own clumsiness as he placed a hand on the back of your head. hopping that the coldness of it would help you a little, "i'm sorry! i swear i didn't mean it! please hit me again so that we're even!"

...what? now why would he say that?

"what? what's wrong with you?! do you get turn on by getting hit or something?!"

chifuyu panically looked around to search takemichi so that he could help him. when he finally spotted him, hiding behind the swings, the time traveler was smiling proudly with his two thumbs up in the air.

his action making him recall a conversation the two of them had a couple of weeks earlier.

"so... am i married in the future?" chifuyu asked takemichi as he bit down the sandwich he made himself for lunch.

takemichi raised his brows at the question, "yeah-"

"really?!" the blond gasped, with heart in his eyes, "do i know her?! no wait- that'll ruin the surprise- is she pretty?! no wait- of course she's pretty you idiot!"

the time traveler chuckled at his friend's words, rubbing the back of his neck, "do you want me to tell you how you met?"

"no! it has to be a surprise!" chifuyu refused, "wait am i going to meet her soon? is that why you said that?! takemichi?! answer!"

"nah- like you said it has to be a surprise~"

"takemichi!"

"if it makes you feel better- you embarrassed yourself in front of her"

"how would that make me feel better?!"

that sneaky bastard.

"i'm sorry! i don't know how to talk to pretty girls..." chifuyu mumbled looking to the ground, but his face snapped back at you when he realize what he had just say, your eyes round at his words, "i- i mean not that don't know how to talk you! wait- not that you're not pretty! you are pretty- beautiful even! but that is not the point! i don't need you to hit me! just please don't think i hurt you on purpose- i don't hit pretty girls! no wait- i don't hit girls at all! but you being beautifully-pretty is just a plus you know! an-"

you smacked your hand on his mouth, stopping his rambling, the butterflies in your stomach flying way to much due to his words. "please stop-! you're too cute..."

takemichi titled his head at the scene in front of him, clearly not remembering that part of the story your older self told him in the future about how chifuyu and her had met-

but... mission failed successfully... i guess?

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