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kinkandkreep · 6 months

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♡︎ 𝐂𝐖: 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐛𝐞𝐬

♡︎ "__" 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞

♡︎ 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

♡︎ 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

♡︎ 𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @missgab @sucidalbutpretty @kawaiimusiccollection @nekogeisha-blog @k-cris @dreamsygirl @fishisahappydog @mikeyaki

Ken closed the shop a little earlier than usual following his confrontation with Mikey.

It wasn’t that he was too hurt to continue working, not at all. He’d been in much worse fights in his youth, and sustained much more serious injuries.

Ken figured he’d need to message you and do some damage control. After all, he had promised that he would control himself when Mikey came over.

Locking the entrance door and flicking the brightly blinking “open” sign off, Ken shut off the lights in the showroom, did one last check to ensure everything was secure and began making his way upstairs, phone in hand.

Me:

Hey __, I’m sorry, I really tried to rein in my temper but it got the best of me. Aside from the obvious, is everything ok?

Ken’s not expecting you to answer immediately, so he moves to pocket his device, surprised when he hears the chime indicating he’s received a message before he can do so.

__ 🐥:

Yeah, everything’s fine. Honestly, I should be the one asking you if you’re alright. Manjiro didn’t hit you too hard, did he?

Ken chuckles reading your message, having momentarily paused on his way up the steps to respond.

Me:

No harder than he usually does when we get into spats. I’ll be fine. Is he still with you?

__ 🐥:

I’ve retired upstairs for the evening. I can hear him shuffling about downstairs. I also heard his phone ringing, but it stopped pretty abruptly. I wouldn’t be surprised if he left soon.

Me:

Tch, that asshole. Well, if he leaves and you need me, let me know. I’ve decided to close up shop a little early today.

__ 🐥:

Thanks Ken. Tell Seishu I said hello, and make sure you get patched up. Call you tomorrow?

Me:

Of course. Night, __.

__ 🐥:

Night night.😚

Ken can’t help the small, fond smile that curls his lips upon reading your final message. Finishing his trek up the stairs, he calls out for Seishu, watching as the man ambles quietly out of his room.

“You call-...what happened to your face?”

Shaking his head, Ken waves away Seishu’s concern.

“Mikey and I got into a little disagreement is all. You mind grabbing the first aid kit for me?”

Nodding, Seishu sets off to retrieve the kit he keeps under his bathroom sink. Once he has it, he approaches Ken, already making moves to treat and dress his split lip, bruised nose and swollen eye.

“This looks like the result of more than just a “little disagreement” to me. You wanna share what it was about?”

Ken considers doing so for a moment, but ultimately decides against it.

“I would, but it’s really not my place to share details unnecessarily. Let’s just say Mikey made a really shitty decision and I refused to cover for him.”

Seishu hums, lightly dabbing a cool, clean cloth against Ken’s lip.

“Sounds serious. I won’t pry, but if at any point you do decide to share, I’m all ears.”

A little smile lifts the corners of Ken’s lips, somewhat exacerbating the laceration there and causing Seishu to quietly fuss.

“Thanks, Seishu. Oh, and __ said hello. I talked to her a little earlier.”

Seishu’s eyes widen slightly at the mention of your name.

“How’s __ been? It’s been so long since last we spoke.”

Ken prepares to speak, then grimaces at the memory of your current situation.

“She-...she’s been better, but she’s strong. I know she’ll be alright.”

Seishu can sense the unease accompanying Ken’s words. He’s half a mind to press for details, but thinks better of it.

“Well, you let her know that I’m here if she ever wants to talk. We should still have each other’s numbers.”

Ken nods.

“Will do.”

You’re tired. And not only because of your husband’s stupidity.

Hanma was about as rough as you expected him to be, which is to say, quite.

Not that you mind of course, quite the opposite.

A pleasant sort of ache radiates through your upper and lower halves. You stretch, thighs and abdomen quivering slightly from the movement.

Laying still for a moment, you listen for Manjiro’s movements. You honestly expected him to be gone, given that you’d heard his phone ringing.

‘What is he doing?’

Your curiosity getting the better of you, you lift yourself up from the bed, quietly making the trek downstairs. Peeking around the corner, you see Manjiro maneuvering around the kitchen. He seems to be cooking, which strikes you as odd because he normally avoids tasks like that like the plague.

‘Does he really think that this is going to make up for what he’s done?’

You roll your eyes, making your way further into the kitchen.

“Manjiro.”

The man startles the most minute amount, turning to level you with a surprised stare over his right shoulder.

“Oh, __. I uh…thought I’d make us dinner.”

You have half a mind to spoil the treat and say that you and Shuji had already eaten, but Manjiro appears to be almost finished, and you’d hate to let all that food go to waste.

So, you decide you’ll entertain him for the time being.

“Ok.”

With that, you take a seat at the dining table, not paying any mind to Manjiro’s gaze, which follows you before returning to its previous place.

About 5 minutes later, Manjiro is setting a plate loaded with your favorites before you. You’re surprised to admit how good everything looks, and perhaps Manjiro can tell as well.

“Thank you.”

Manjiro shakes his head, a small smile playing on his lips.

“My pleasure.”

Taking his seat, you both say a quick “itadakimasu” before digging in.

It’s mostly silent between the two of you, the only audible sound that of your utensils occasionally striking your plates. You can see from the corner of your eye that Manjiro keeps throwing glances at you, and for a second, you deliriously worry that he’s done something to the food and is waiting for a reaction.

“Is there something on my face?” Your words come out amused and slightly harsher than you intended, and Manjiro quickly averts his gaze.

“No, I just…I was just lost in thought.”

“About what?”

It takes him a few seconds to respond.

“Where we go from here.”

This gives you pause, and you slowly set your utensils down, leveling Manjiro with a critical stare.

“I think the answer is fairly obvious, Manjiro.”

His eyes widen, and you can see the most minute amount of fear begin flooding them.

“W-what do you mean, __?”

“I want a divorce.”

You could swear the temperature takes a sharp nosedive following your words. Manjiro is frozen, mouth slightly agape. He flounders for a bit for words, before shakily smiling.

“B-but __, I thought…we, I thought we were even. You slept with Hanma right? So now it’s even? Right?”

You can’t help the loud guffaw that erupts out of you, causing you to double over.

“Even, Manjiro? Really? What are you, 5? I didn’t sleep with Hanma to get “even” with you. I did it to feel good. I wanted him to help me forget, even just for a brief while, about all the shit you put me through.”

Silent tears have begun streaming down Manjiro’s face, his chin wobbling as he listens.

“No, no __ please. I don’t want a divorce, I-””

“I don’t care what you want!” You’ve never raised your voice at Manjiro before, but now you can’t help the overflow of emotions threatening to spill.

“I have spent the better portion of my entire life thus far catering to you Manjiro. I have been nothing but selfless the entire time I’ve known you, always bending over backward to make sure you were accommodated. I’ve given you everything! My body, my heart, my very soul, I gave it all away to you the moment we first exchanged I love you’s.”

Your own tears have begun falling, and you furiously wipe them away.

“But despite all that, you still found it in yourself to cheat on me. After all I’ve done for you, after how I loved you. I would’ve given you anything if only you’d asked.”

Manjiro has begun to sob, head tilted downward and shoulders shaking, fists clenched tightly on the table.

“I’m sorry __, I-I’m so sorry. I love you, I swear I do, I just…I just couldn’t-”

You don’t care to hear what excuse Manjiro is going to try and give you. With a last scrub at your still wet cheeks, you abruptly stand, pushing back your chair and carrying your mostly emptied plate over to the sink to be washed at a later time.

“Wait, __,where are you going?” There’s an edge of panic lacing Manjiro’s words, and he stands as well, partially full plate forgotten.

“Upstairs. I’ll be spending the night at Ken’s.”

You try to brush past Manjiro, but find that he’s blocking your path.

“What, so you can fuck him too?”

Your hand’s never moved so fast in your life. Manjiro’s head snaps to the side, an angry red print beginning to form on his cheek.

“Don’t equate me to you, you piece of shit. I’m not some whore that doesn’t know how to keep their legs closed, unlike someone.”

You quickly maneuver around the still man, rushing upstairs and pulling out your overnight bag. You speedily but meticulously pack everything you’ll need, even packing extra in case you decide to extend your stay.

You can hear Manjiro ascending the stairs, stopping just outside of your bedroom. You can see him watching you out of your periphery, dark eyes made darker with some emotion that you can’t quite place.

Ignoring him for the moment, you finish your preparations, making your way to the door and finding that Manjiro is blocking your path once again. You roll your eyes, exasperated.

“Move, Manjiro.”

“No __, you are not leaving me.”

He finally makes eye contact with you, and his expression sends a chill down your spine.

Manjiro’s eyes are empty, lacking any light or emotion. They stare through you, leaving you feeling uncomfortably exposed.

You can see the slightest clench of his jaw, and his breathing, though quiet, is audible.

“You’re crazy if you think I’m staying cooped up in this house with a monster like you. Now move. I won’t ask again.”

Prepared to strong arm your way past him, you soon find the wind knocked out of you and your picture of the world flipped as Manjiro tackles you back onto your bed.

“L-let me go! Manjiro!”

“I said, you are not leaving me!”

Manjiro appears deranged- eyes wide, brows furrowed and teeth clenched. The two of you wrestle, but Manjiro is, of course, leagues stronger than you are.

“You belong to me __. You’re mine. Not Hanma’s, not Kenny’s, not Izana’s, you belong solely to ME.”

Leaning down, Manjiro forcefully covers your lips with his own, trying and failing to snake his tongue into your mouth.

Pulling back, he growls beneath his breath, before speaking once more.

“You’re the crazy one for thinking I was ever going to let you go.”

Dipping back down, he tightens a hand around your throat, causing you to gasp. He takes the opportunity to shove his tongue into your mouth, engaging you in a sloppy, one-sided kiss.

Fearing that things will escalate, you do the only thing you can think to in the moment.

Biting down with all the force you’re able to muster, you feel more than hear Manjiro’s muffled scream. When he begins pulling away, you rear back, proceeding to headbutt him.

Now, groaning and clutching his face, he’s retracted from you fully, and without taking another moment to consider it, you grab your bag and bolt out of the room and downstairs, quickly slipping on your shoes and ignoring Manjiro’s pained cries of your name.

You rush out the door, quickly dialing Ken’s number as you begin heading in the direction of his shop.

It’s 30 minutes later when you find yourself curled up on Ken’s couch, wrapped in a heavy blanket and trying not to think about what transpired earlier.

Ken has retreated into the kitchen to prepare cups of tea for you both, and every so often he throws concerned glances your way. You haven’t yet told him what exactly had happened, but you sounded distraught over the phone.

Finished with preparing your tea, Ken carefully carries both cups to the couch, silently offering you yours. You accept with a quiet “thank you” and allow the steam rising from the cup to soothe your nerves.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Ken watches you from the corner of his eyes, his own cup sat on the coffee table.

You shake your head. “Not right this moment. Maybe a little later.”

Ken nods, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you closer to him. You immediately snuggle into his embrace, head laying on his shoulder.

“I slept with Hanma.”

You can feel him nod.

“I figured.”

“I thought it would make me feel better, and it did, for a little while. But now I just feel…dirty. Like I’m no better than Manjiro. We’re still married after all.”

Ken listens quietly as you vent, hand rubbing soothingly up and down your arm.

“Normally, yes, two wrongs don’t make a right. But Mikey left you in a vulnerable place, __. It’s understandable that you reacted in the way that you did. And besides, he’s the one who betrayed you. I wouldn’t be so worried about returning the favor.”

A small smile curves your mouth.

“Thanks Ken. You know, I really, truly appreciate you being here for me.”

The man grins, placing a tender kiss on your forehead.

“No problem __, it’s my pleasure.”

ᵃ/ⁿ: ᵐⁱᵏᵉʸ ⁱˢ ˢᵒ ᵖᵃᵗʰᵉᵗⁱᶜ ʸ'ᵃˡˡ, ᵒʰ ᵐʸ ᵍᵒᵒᵈⁿᵉˢˢ. 😭 ᵇᵘᵗ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ʷʰʸ ʰᵉ ᵏⁱⁿᵈᵃ…

Aɴʏᴡᴀʏ. 🙃

ˢᵉᵉ ʰᵒʷ ᵠᵘⁱᶜᵏ ⁱ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ ᵒᵘᵗ? ⁱᵐ ᵗᵉˡˡⁱⁿ' ʸᵃˡˡ, ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ 6 ʷᵃˢ ᵏⁱᶜᵏⁱⁿ' ᵐʸ ASS.

ᵇᵘᵗ ʷᵉ'ᵛᵉ ᵒᵛᵉʳᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵒʷ ʰᵉʳᵉ ʷᵉ ᵃʳᵉ! ᵃ ⁿᵉʷ ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ 3 ᵈᵃʸˢ ˡᵃᵗᵉʳ. ʷᵉ ˢʰᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵃˡˡ ᶜʳᵒˢˢ ᵒᵘʳ ᶠⁱⁿᵍᵉʳˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶠᵘᵗᵘʳᵉ ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳˢ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵃˢ ˢᵗᵉᵃᵈⁱˡʸ. 😂

ⁱ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʸ'ᵃˡˡ ᵉⁿʲᵒʸᵉᵈ! ᵗʰᵃⁿᵏˢ ᶠᵒʳ ʳᵉᵃᵈⁱⁿ'! 👋🏾

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eetherealgoddess · 2 months

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TR: ꨄYANDERE ONE NIGHT STAND HEADCANONSꨄ

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

Characters are 18+

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

Not fully proofread

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

Notice:

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

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

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

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

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

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

Enjoy!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Sure.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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tokyo-daaaamn-ji-gang · 7 months

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I kinda doubt Mikey would be a cheater, like ever, but considering his actions over all in the story…

He’d be the kind to probably abandon his SO to protect them. The “break your heart to save you” kind. He’d probably live with the guilt and it would make him feel even worse.

He left Toman behind bc he didn’t feel worthy of being saved/thought there was no saving him. It hurt his friends, and in my own hc his behavior was him unable to cope with a massive loss.

Kanto Manji to me seemed like a business transaction kind of group, not a friend group to fight alongside.

Idk that’s just me. :3

Yeah I outlined why I couldn't see him cheating here. I definitely agree storywise he would be more likely to leave a partner to save them rather then cheat on them or anything. I actually do think he could potentially lie about cheating though, say he cheated when he didn't to try and drive his partner away. Like how he physically hurt and fought the toman guys to make them give up on him. So I wouldn't be surprised if he tried to emotionally hurt his partner for "their own good". He definitely wouldn't want to do it but would feel like he had to in an effort to keep them safe.

#look Mikey doesn't exactly make good choices but he does do what he thinks is right and i think he would be against cheating #tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokyo rev #sano manjiro #tokyo revengers spoilers

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strawberryclementine · 1 year

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I find it really funny that in the character book ranking for Least/Most Likely To Get Married they simply did not include Kisaki, even though this man getting rejected in every timeline is a major catalyst for the whole series ...

I can't tell if Wakui just didn't include Kisaki because he has very few fans and the fans want to see which other characters wouldn't be married/wouldn't want to get married, or if he actually thinks Kisaki would get married before these guys, but either way, this is quite funny to me!

I personally think Kazutora wouldn't allow himself to have a relationship because he is guarded and feels he doesn't want or deserve a relationship because of the chance of getting hurt or hurting others. I headcanon Mikey as being aromantic, but I think we can say for sure that Hakkai is not, and the fact that he is ranked below Kisaki is hilarious. Hakkai, you miss 100% of the shots you never take, smh 😔

If Kisaki saw that he wasn't last he'd probably be so happy LOL

#Tokyo Revengers #Tokyo Revengers headcanons #kisaki tetta #kazutora hanemiya #manjiro sano #shiba hakkai #tokyo revengers manga spoilers #Tokyo Revengers manga #also Mitsuya calling Takemichi faithful when past Takemichi was going to cheat with Emma is so painfully ironic #Future Takemichi would NEVER #he's so precious #wait if Mitsuya is likely to get married and Hakkai isnt then who is Mitsuya marrying???? 🤨 My Mitsukkai dreams are shattered #🍓🍊 tr ramblings

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baby-tini · 2 months

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I'm kinda thinking Bonten Mikey...

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hoesoflamentation · 8 months

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𝖙𝖔𝖐𝖞𝖔 𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗𝖘 + 𝖌𝖊𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖈𝖆𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖞𝖔𝖚

FEATURING !! hanagaki takemichi, sano "mikey" manjiro, ryuguji "draken" ken

all are f!reader and contain elements of exhibitionism. please read the individual warnings for each character!

𝟏𝟖+ 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 (𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐃𝐍𝐈)

𝖙𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖈𝖍𝖎

WARNINGS !! cheating, strong language, ffm threesome (feat. hinata), p-in-v penetration, fingering

When Hinata caught her boyfriend buried balls-deep inside your slit, the last thing you expected was to feel aroused... but 'aroused' was an understatement. Your pussy throbbed with the knowledge that, despite being the 'other woman,' Takemichi was so drunk on your slick walls that he couldn't stop even to apologize to his girlfriend. "F-fuck, she feels so good... just lemme finish, baby," Takemichi begged, looking at Hinata with pleading eyes as he filled you from behind. "Lemme finish and then we can talk." You expected her to react in anger, or even jealousy; after all, if it had been you, you would have given Takemichi the slap he deserved for this. Instead, Hinata began to unbutton her blouse with a smirk. "W-What are you doing?" you stammered, your cheeks burning with embarrassment. "What does it look like I'm doing, Y/n?" Hinata replied coyly. "I'm joining you." In nothing but her bra and panties, Hinata lay beneath you as Takemichi fucked you doggy-style. She spread your labia and giggled, rubbing you with two fingers. "She's so wet for you, Takemichi. How cute."

𝖒𝖎𝖐𝖊𝖞

WARNINGS !! strong language, fingering, oral

The tension had been building since Mikey moved in, but this morning had been the last straw. When he put his hand on your waist and reached around you to get to the orange juice, you could feel his cock throbbing against your back. By the time you remembered that your ex was supposed to stop by to pick up his old things, it was too late: you were already pressed up against the refrigerator, your new roommate kneeling between your legs. The locks in the door shifted audibly as you let out a moan of pleasure. "Shit, shit, shit!" you swore. You tried to push Mikey's head away, but he resisted with a sly chuckle. Rather than pull back, Mikey curled two fingers inside of you, stroking your g-spot in a tantalizing rhythm. As the door swung open, your ex made eye contact with you, Mikey's fingers knuckle-deep inside your swollen cunt. "What the hell is this?!" your ex shouted. Mikey fingered you harder and faster as he came up for air, lips plump and red with your juices. He grinned at your ex over his shoulder, possessive claws digging into your thigh. "Would you mind getting the door on your way out?"

𝖉𝖗𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖓

WARNINGS !! strong language, p-in-v penetration, choking, praise, volunteering to share you with mikey

Draken had spread your thighs apart in a deep mating press, rolling his hips into yours in a melodic rhythm. "Fuck, Y/n, look at how well you take it," he murmured, brushing his lips against your ear. "Your walls are practically sucking me in." You were entranced, moaning and babbling nonsense, until the door to his roommate's bedroom swung open. You hadn't known anybody was home, or you never would've been caught dead out in the open like this... yet even as your stomach churned with embarrassment, you had to admit you liked the way the shorter blond man stopped and stared. "You like what you see, Mikey?" Draken taunted his friend, reaching down to wrap his long fingers around your throat. He grinned when you let out a cry of pleasure, satisfied with your display. "She's behaving so well for me," Draken cooed, looking down at you fondly. "Maybe if you're good, I'll let him have a turn with you... would you like that, sweetheart?"

#tokyo revengers #tokrev #tokrev smut #tokyo rev smut #manjiro sano #mikey x reader #mikey x you #mikey x y/n #ken ryuguji #draken x reader #draken x you #draken x y/n #hanagaki takemichi #takemichi x you #takemichi x y/n #takemichi x reader #tokrev x f!reader #lavender haze🪻

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darlingbabyboo · 9 months

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Hi, I’m mitsuyababygirl nice to meet you.

I just read your Fatherly Love and so sweet, I love it by the way.

I was wondering if you could do a request on this video https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=Nu7w6F-Ico0

like how would Mikey, Shinichiro, Izana and Draken, Mitsuya Takashi, Baji,Kazutora,reacting to that video I send you ?

Feel free to ignore this request if don’t to do the request, I will understand.

Why Can't I Marry Papa?

I'm in love with this request, the video was so cute! I split it up so this is Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya, and Baji since they're Toman captains! I'll do the rest in another part. Reader is a woman.

Manjiro Sano

"We're getting a divorce."

"W-what." You're heard a lot of things during your marriage to Manjiro. After all the years you've been together, you like to think that you've gotten used to his ridiculous nature. Especially when it's so uncommon for him and sense to come together.

You never expected to hear something like this though. Never in a thousand years.

You drop your knife slowly on the countertop so you're not tempted to do anything irrational. You turn around and are met with your husband holding your sniffling daughter, Keina.

You look from your daughter to Manjiro to your daughter again and finally come to the realisation.

None of this makes sense.

Manjiro sighs, "I've found another woman!"

Your heart clenches. Tears begin to pool up in your eyes. This is your worst nightmare, Mikey, with all his looks and charisma and success, leaving you.

You swallow, trying to appear strong when all you want to do is collapse. "Who are you cheating on me with?" You're proud that you manage to let the words out at all, while on the inside you're screaming to get on your knees and beg him to stay.

Manjiro gives a heavy sigh like it's a chore to even begin trying to explain what's going on, like all of your years of marriage have meant nothing. He rocks Keina gently, "I'm sure this one can explain it to you."

What?

You give your daughter a strange look, what does that mean? Had your daughter witnessed Manjiro with another woman, is that why she's been dragged into this?

You take a deep breath and pray that your tears won't fall, "sweetie, do you have something to tell me?"

Keina rubs her eyes with her pudgy hands.

"I-i wanna marry Papa but I can't 'cause you're with Papa!" She buries her face into her father's neck, trying to hide the fact that tears are flowing down her face. She's failing, horribly.

You look at Manjiro, and he gives you a toothy grin. You release the tension in your shoulders at that. Your heart starts to calm down, now you're overcome with love at your small family.

"Sorry hun," He rocks Keina, "I gotta pick my little girl over you."

You play along, shaking your head in faux sadness, "well, that's depressing, but that's just how life is sometimes." You walk over to your little girl and remove your ring. Suddenly, her tears ceases. She removes her head from her father's neck and she reaches for the gold band with wide twinkling eyes.

At the last minute, you pull back and she juts out her bottom lip. Once again, tears start to pool her eyes.

"But why Mama!" She yells.

You hum, "are you sure you want your Papa," You tease as you shake your ring in front of your eyes, enjoying how her eyes follow it.

She nods eagerly, "I do! I really do! 's not fair that you have him!"

Manjiro grins, ego stroked, "look, Keina knows what kind of catch I am."

You roll your eyes at his words then look at Keina again, who tries to reach for the jewelry with her small hands. You hold it back, "what about Mama?"

"Mama...?" Not understanding where you're getting at, she stares.

"Yep!" You pop, "mama's the one that makes all your delicious food, which includes your favourites: dorayaki and taiyaki!" You had learned to make it for Manjiro, when you two weren't dating and you wanted to impress him. It's to your luck that your daughter adores the snack almost as much as her father.

Your girl's eyes pop and she whips her head to her father, "Papa! I wanna marry Mama!"

You laugh and place the ring back on your finger. You give Manjiro a victorious smile as he tilts his head back and groans as Keina pesters him for his ring.

"You monster, you've turned her against me." He groans.

You place your hands on your hips and roll your eyes, "not my fault she loves her mama so much." Pettily you add, "guess I'll be the one leaving you for another woman."

Ken Ryuguji (Draken)

Despite what it looks like, Ken is the more domestic one of you two. That's not to say he's the best at it (you've got the burned meals to prove it), but his shops closer to home and more often then not, he's the one taking care of you daughter while you're at work.

Over the years, he's improved dramatically, so you're surprised to see Manami and Ken crying in the living room.

Manami is more dramatic, loud cries that you heard as soon as you opened the door (which means that, surely, your neighbours are going to have something to complain about later) but Ken's tears are less obvious, you only notice the small trail leaving his face as you get closer.

"What's the problem?" You question. Manami holds onto her father's leg, burying her face on his thigh. Ken looks up at you, like he hadn't heard the door open and your anxieties start to peak when you see how red his eye are.

"Yeah- um- no problem." Ken says, wiping away some of the tears on his face, which does nothing to make you feel better about the situation. "Don't worry at all."

"Of course I'm going to worry." You sit beside him on the couch, placing one hand on his shoulder and the other on Manami's back, soothing both of them. "There's a lot of crying going on right now, what's wrong?"

Ken sniffs, and rubs his eyes again, "I think this one could explain what's going on." He nudges his daughter gently who lifts up her face and trembles.

You pick her up, and your daughter shakes in your hold. "Baby, tell me what's going on?"

"Y-you're married t-to Daddy a-and thas' not fair!" She says between hiccups of breath.

You crock your head to the side, confused what she might mean, "baby, why's it not fair?"

"I-i-i-" She gently rock her as her cries become more dramatic. Patiently, you wait for her to calm down a bit and speak again.

"I wanna marry Daddy!"

You blink, and when you confirm that she's being serious you restrain a laugh. So this is what your big strong husband was crying about, his little girl wanting to marry him.

"Do you...?" You murmur, moving her around so you can cradle her in one hand and hold Ken's hand in the other. "Okay, then we can share!"

She blinks, not understanding what you're talking about. You wipe away the snot and tears on her face. "You can have him today, but he's still my husband, so I get to take him back when I want him." You wiggle her and she giggles in your hold, her sad mood seemingly vanishing.

You take off your ring and place them on her pudgy fingers, you have to place them on thumb so it doesn't fall off. She looks at the ring in wonder. While she's preoccupied, you turn to your husband, who's buried his head in your shoulders.

"So, turns out you're a big softie." You tease. "Couldn't handle that your little girl loved you so much she wanted to marry you?"

"Don't bully me." Ken mumbles, "I couldn't deal with her, she's just too adorable."

You stroke his thigh, "my big softie." You place a kiss on his forehead, "my wonderful big softie."

Takashi Mitsuya

It's not unusual to hear cries from your daughter's room. After starting kindergarten, she's been introduced to this new world and and she's still adjusting being thrown into it. It is strange to hear them when your husband is in the nursery with her. Your husband's great with children (years of domestic work with Luna and Mana had allowed him to ease into being a father easily). It's no secret how much of a daddy's girl your sweet daughter is.

You drop the laundry basket on yours and your husband's bed and hesitantly walk towards the nursery, unsure of what you might find.

"Takashi...is everything okay?" You question as you start to open the door. You expected a lot of things, but not to see your husband holding back a smile.

You raise an eyebrow as your husband motions you to him. He wraps an arm around your waist and you lay your head on his shoulder.

"What's-" The problem you want to ask, but Takashi has already pressed a finger to your lips and mouths the word watch.

With confused eyes, you watch as Takashi gently rocks your daughter's crib. "Hatsuko, do you want to tell Mommy what's wrong?"

Hatsuko sniffles, "no! I don't want to be a bad daughter."

"You won't be," Takashi says softly, "trust me, you'd never be a bad daughter. Mommy's gonna like what you said."

"Yeah," You're not sure what's going on, but you'd never be angry at your precious daughter. "Mommy really wants to know what you said, could you tell me?" Your curiosity is also peaked.

She looks at you, trying to compose herself, blinking away her tears and rubbing away the ones that have fallen down her face. You wait patiently, as she finally puts herself together.

"I wanna marry Daddy." She whispers, sinking into herself like she's sorry for saying it. The tears start to pool up in her eyes again, you feel bad for finding the situation so adorable. She's obviously distressed about her desires, but you think that it's so heartwarming how genuine and innocent her desires are.

You look at your husband, who was the same love filled look in his eyes.

"Daddy says that since he's married to you, he can't be married to me." Your daughter continues to explain, "I'm sorry Mommy, I don't want to be a bad person, 'm a bad daughter."

"It's okay honey." You reach over and pat her head, "you're not a bad person. In fact-" You remove your wedding ring, "you can be married to Daddy, give me your hand." She reaches her hand out and you place it on her ring finger. She looks at the band in awe.

Her eyes glow, "thank you Mommy!" She cheers.

"No problem." You say, wide smile on your face, "now why don't you go back to bed honey?"

She nods eagerly and Takashi moves so that he can tuck her in properly.

"Daddy, we're married." She whispers to him, waving the ring in front of him. Takashi smiles, and places a kiss on her ring finger and Hatsuko's forehead.

"I know, I'm so happy baby."

You both watch as she loses her fight with sleep, and curls in her crib.

"Can't believe you're gave me away so easily." Takashi teases. You smile, going towards him and wrapping your hands around his neck, his around your waist. You place a kiss on his lips, filled with so much love that you don't know how you're meant to function.

"Can't resist my babygirl." You defend, "besides, like you don't want to be married to our little angel."

He looks at the little angel in question, who's now softly snoring. He smiles, "definitely." He turns to you, so close that your noses brush against each other. "I'm so happy for what we have."

Definitely. You nod, sinking deeper into his arms.

Keisuke Baji

"So you're married to Mama?"

"Yep."

"For how long?"

"Since before you were born."

"And you're going to be married forever?"

"Of course we are."

"So you're never going to get married again?"

"Nope."

"And you can't be married to anyone else?"

"Nope."

"And you don't want to be."

"Definitely not."

"But what about me!"

"Um- what?" Keisuke pauses playing with his cats, which lets you know that this is a serious situation. Almost nothing could tear him apart from his precious pets.

Chieko crosses her arms, her determined face weakened from how adorable she looks.

"What about me Papa!" She protests, "won't you marry me!"

You hold in your laugh at the conflicted look on Keisuke's face. You'd expected something like this, over the past couple of days, you've seen how your daughter's eyes would linger on the band on your finger. She's definitely been asking more questions about marriage lately.

When preparing for parenthood, you had also heard about this phenomena, children wanting to get married to their fathers when they're too young to truly understand concept of marriage, only that it happens between two people in love.

Keisuke looks like he doesn't understand how to handle the situation, dealing with an entire division of delinquents in a fight, sure, that's reasonable, but saying no to his little girl never.

He looks at you for assistance, but you only respond with a smile, holding up your phone and recording the scene. This is pure gold.

Your daughter's eyes start to well up with tears, "Papa answer me! This isn't fair!"

"Well, it doesn't really work like that..." He scratches the back of his neck.

"Why not!"

"Um..."

And that's how you end up with an amazing video to show of your husband trying to explain marriage to your blubbering daughter, something that you definitely use on her wedding day.

Bonus

"Dad! I was four!"

"Nope, you said you were going to marry me and I'm finally saying yes!"

"Dad, would it kill you to get along with my boyfriend!"

"I think it would."

"Mom stop recording and stop dad"

"Sorry hun, this is just too good!"

"You're all crazy!"

Sorry for responding this so late! Some of these sound the same to me. I'll do better with variety when I drop part 2!

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nanaosaki3940 · 5 months

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TokRev in Final Timeline (Kazushi Yamagishi's Wikipedia)

Credit: Marin (@RanHaruchiyo) on Twitter. The original Twitter post - Link

Toman's Commander - Manjiro Sano aka Mikey

I asked Mikey-kun if he had ever lost a fight and he said, "Only once. To a guy with a regent head who would never give up."

Toman's 2nd Commander - Takemichi Hanagaki

He sometimes makes eye contact with Mikey-kun and gives him a distant look like he's lived twice his life. Feel irritated, even though he’s Takemichi!!

Toman's Vice-Commander - Ken Ryuguji aka Draken

He fights with Hanma once a week. Seems like he had 48 victories out of 52 fights.

Toman's 1st Division Captain - Keisuke Baji

He and Chifuyu sometimes talk about the old vice-captain (Ryusei Satou). "He was very flirtatious and a jerk." Both of them laugh.

Toman's 1st Division Vice-Captain - Chifuyu Matsuno

He’s close with Takemichi even though he's not in the same squad and don't have much contact with him.

Toman's 2nd Division Captain - Takashi Mitsuya

I said, "Mitsuya-kun, you get along with everyone, don't you?" and he said, "Except you." Maybe he is a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Toman's 2nd Division Vice-Captain - Hakkai Shiba

He often gets into fistfights with his big bro, Taiju. How can you defy a monster like that?

Toman's 3rd Division Captain - Haruki Hayashida aka Pah-chin

The first squad has a lot of strong fighters. One of them, Osanai, who’s cared about by Pah-chin, is said to be strong at the captain level.

Toman's 3rd Division Vice-Captain - Ryohei Hayashi aka Peh-yan

He has an alliance with Senju and Kazutora who want to win Mikey-kun. Senju’s the only one who seems to be taking this alliance seriously, even though he’s the one who made it.

Toman's 4th Division Captain - Kazutora Hanemiya

He and Akkun have been together every day since the Mizochu Incident when they had a one-on-one fight, and I'm a little bit jealous.

Toman's 4th Division Vice-Captain - Atsushi Sendo aka Akkun

The vice-captain of the fourth squad, Sendo Atsushi!! He’s the savior who put us in the fourth squad.

Toman's 5th Division Captain - Haruchiyo Akashi

Mikey believer. He is often banned from meetings because of his bad character. NOTE: the person to watch out for When I followed him, I found that he often meets with Mucho, one of the big four of Tenjiku. He is a traitor definitely!!

Toman's 5th Division Vice-Captain - Senju Akashi

The captain of the 5th squad substantially Finally I witnessed his cheating!! They were both eating chocolate mint ice cream from Seventeen Ice, and Takemichi looked good as he said, "We finally made good on our promise.” I have to report this to Hina-chan!!!

Toman's 6th Division Captain - Nahoya Kawata aka Smiley

He recently changed her hair color from apricot to nasturtium orange. He was angry that no one noticed.

Toman's 6th Division Vice-Captain - Souya Kawata aka Angry

Apparently, there is a band and he is the leader. The vocalist is Mitsuya, the guitarist is Kazutora, the bassist is Akkun, and the drummer is Angry.

Toman's Strategist - Tetta Kisaki

BAKAmichi’s partner. I wonder what it is about each other that attracts them even though he’s so smart like that?

Toman's Assistant - Shuji Hanma

He's still growing in height, apparently.

Black Dragon's 10th Generation Leader - Taiju Shiba

He's so strong in fights that he's like a wild gorilla, but he gets top grades in school apparently.

Black Dragon's Elite Guard Captain - Hajime Kokonoi

I was following him to try to get some information about Koko-kun, but on the contrary, he took advantage of my weakness.

Black Dragon's Attack Squad Captain - Seishu Inui

Inupi-kun apparently always keeps Koko-kun's wallet, who is careless with money. My fave from BD! He looks like me somehow huh?

Tenjiku's Boss - Izana Kurokawa

Unlike BD and Toman, Tenjiku is under his dictatorship. Apparently, he considers his members slaves.

Tenjiku's 1st Heavenly King - Kakucho

A prodigy in fights. He can compete with Mikey or Shiba Taiju in a one-on-one fight He is my fave from Tenjiku! Perfect! I strive to be like him in the future.

Tenjiku's 2nd Heavenly King - Yasuhiro Muto aka Mucho

The most “personable person” in Tenjiku.

Tenjiku's 3rd Heavenly King - Ran Haitani

When he talks to someone, he immediately starts talking at a distance of one centimeter. As a matter of fact, he seems to be very short-sighted.

Tenjiku's 4th Heavenly King - Kanji Mochizuki aka Mocchi

He seem to like Yukimi Daifuku.

Tenjiku's Executive - Rindo Haitani

I watched him all day long. In the morning, he drank in the park. In the afternoon, he drank with the homeless. In the evening, he drank with people in the off-site betting office. Finally, he drank in the nightclub at night!!

Tenjiku's Executive - Shion Madarame

He often gets sick to his stomach.

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lotus-n-l0ve · 1 year

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𝐘/𝐍-𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐞𝐧-𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐧?

— Manjiro 'Mikey' Sano x F!Reader

☯ SYNOPSIS : A text conversation cause a misunderstanding to Mikey.

☯ WARNINGS : Cheating, sick!Mikey, dumb!Mikey, 800 words.

☯ NOTE FROM LOTUS: Just a small blurb that came to mind. Originally I was going to make small imagines with multiple characters but then decided to make just this one. If you like the it then please leave a like, comment and reblong. Follow me for more like this. Enjoy ♡

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍'𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 || 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Mikey was in the bedroom already in the bed waiting for you finish your night routine. Then you could cuddle him to sleep. This was his favourite time of the day on top of that Mikey was sick today so he was extra clingy.

Your phone on the nightstand lit up with a incoming message grabbing Mikey's attention but he ignored it the first time, paying no mind to it. But then phone kept buzzing with one after another incoming messages. Mikey got curious as to who was messaging you that much.

Mikey sat up on the bed with his back resting on the headboard. He grabbed the phone and unlocked it.

Ken-chin?

He saw the messages were from Draken which was wired because you and Draken barely talk. Mikey tapped on the notification and the conversation opened Mikey scrolled through them —

Ken : Baby is Mikey Okay?

Ken : Can you come now?

Ken : Babe?

Ken : Baby?

Ken : Darling?

Babe? Baby? Darling?

Mikey's heart dropped. You would not. No you can't. You can't cheat on him. Right?

Mikey scrolled up a little more to your last text with Draken which seemed to happen when he was in the bedroom and you were out in the living room with Emma.

Ken : Baby the bed feels so empty without you.

Ken : Come back here.

Y/N : You know I can't.

Y/N : Mikey is sick and I need to take care of him.

Ken : Do you really have to do that?

Ken : Come on he is not a kid anymore.

Y/N : Ken you know I want to be with you more than anywhere else.

Y/N : I have to go now. Mikey is calling.

Y/N : Bye bye 😚😚😚😚

Ken : Bye babe. Will miss you.

Mikey's eyes filled with water as fat tears kept rolling down his cheek. Loud sobbs kept erupting from his chest. He loves you and needs you like he needs oxygen and you do this. Cheat on him with his very bestfriend?

Y/N-chan and Ken-Chin?

You put back the night cream container on the counter. This was your last step of night skin care. You looked at yourself in the mirror for the last time before going back in the bedroom.

Just as you were about to leave the bathroom a scream shook up the whole house, "Y/N-CHAAAAAAN?"

You quickly ran outside to the bedroom, "Mikey what happened?"

You gasp when saw your boyfriend crying his eyes out with loud sobbs and hiccups. You rush to sit in front of him on the bed.

"What happened?" You palm his warm cheeks, wipping away the tears.

Mikey looks at like a puppy who got kicked by his owner and that hurt your heart. Mikey was a lively person always laughing and smiling. Even if he was feeling down he would put on this carefree persona and keep his real emotions locked away in his heart.

"Y/N-chan." Mikey stammered between sobbs, "Do you not love me anymore? What did I do wrong?"

You frowned at his words, "What are saying?"

"You and, you and Ken-Chin are cheating on me behind my back. Was my love not enough?" Mikey choked on his words.

"What?" Now you were even more confused than ever.

"What is this?" Mikey shoved the phone in your face. You gave him a confused glance before looking down at the phone screen. As you read through the texts your temperature highed and a eye twitched.

You gave his head a smack to knock some sense into his thick skull, "Manjiro you dumbass. This is not my phone but Emma's. Our phone probably got switched."

Mikey.exe stopped working.

"Oh!"

The smack seemed have worked because the next moment a big ass smile appeared on his dumb face, "You are not cheating on me with Ken-Chin?"

"No."

"And you love me?"

"Yes but now I'm doubting if I should."

"Oh! Come on. You love me. You can't live without me." Mikey wrapped his arm around you, pulling you in a hug and making you nose slam on his hard chest.

"Ow. Manjiro you dumbass." You punch his side, which made little to no impact on him, before you also hug him back.

One thing you realised was 'sick Mikey is dumb mikey.' because if Mikey was okay then things would have been much more chaotic and Draken would have been six feet under the ground. Doesn't matter how much Mikey loves or cares for him.

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buccini555 · 7 months

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𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬: 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲, 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲

𖥻 H e a d c a n o n s!

⁀➷ They react to you suspecting you are being cheated on after seeing them talking "affectionately" to someone else

↻ 𝑭𝒕. Manjiro Sano, Kazutora Hanemiya, Baji Keisuke, Mitsuya Takashi, Takemichi Hanagaki, Izana Kurokawa and Kakucho Hitto

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨

Manjiro would definitely feel uncomfortable knowing that you believed he would be capable of cheating on you

"What the fuck kind of guy do you think I am?" He would say upon hearing your words, no matter how much he was completely irritated by such distrust, he would try to maintain control so as not to hurt you, he would not betray you under any circumstances, and if he did, he would break up with you and let you know.

"I would never do that, I would never cheat on you, I don't know how you came to that conclusion, but, I wouldn't do that." He would try to find out what caused such distrust and change any type of behavior that was making you jealous.

𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚

Kazutora would be hurt by such distrust, as he never intended to cause you such "insecurity"

"Me cheating on you? What a bad joke, huh?" Kazutora would be incredulous at such distrust, since in his eyes he had done nothing wrong and everything was unfair.

"As much as I was offended by this, I understand... Tell me the reason for such distrust, I will change." He would take your jealousy seriously, Kazuto would never hurt you, hearing you distrust him really made him more aware of the way he behaved.

𝐁𝐚𝐣𝐢 𝐊𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞

Baji wouldn't take your distrust seriously, he wouldn't even care about your words since his conscience would be completely clear

"I know I'm not the best boyfriend in the world and I'm far from being, but cheating on you would be too much" Even though Baji was a bit of a difficult person to deal with, he was always extremely sincere in his words, Keisuke visibly became surprised and disappointed by such an accusation, he spent some time without talking to you, as the days went by he forgot about this incident, despite not having taken your distrust so seriously, he began to pay more attention to his own behavior.

𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢

Mitsuya would NEVER betray you, he would be worried about your distrust, so he would talk and be very clear with you

"Me betray you? I would never be that coward!" Mitsuya would say immediately upon hearing his words, he would try to remain calm at that moment, as he didn't want to make you hurt even more.

"I didn't enter into this relationship with you without purpose... I love you and I would never break our trust, tell me what made you think that, I'll change, I'm sorry!" Mitsuya would hug you and tell you as sincerely as possible, regardless of what caused you such distrust, he would change that fact.

𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐤𝐢

As soon as he heard your distrust, Takemichi would become extremely agitated, he didn't betray you, but he felt like he had done something wrong without even having done it

"I didn't cheat on you, I'm sorry for making you think that!" In the midst of trying to hold back his tears because he thought you would break up with him even though he was innocent, he would beg for your forgiveness for having caused such mistrust, Takemichi would only calm down when you realized he was telling the truth.

𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚

Izana would be angry, sincerely disappointed with such an accusation coming from you

Izana would remain silent, just listening to you carefully, after finishing listening to his words, he would look at you with disgust.

"If you really think I would do that, you better get out of my life! You don't know me well enough..." He wouldn't react well to your words, Izana wouldn't betray you, he was deeply in love with you and hearing that It really affected him.

𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨

Kakucho would not understand the reason for the accusation, but he would do his best to make you believe him and realize that it was all just a misunderstanding

"... I'm sorry, I don't want you to think that about me, I would never hurt you in such a way." He would say calmly, looking away as he was hurt by the rage of your words.

"I don't want to make you suspicious, this won't happen again." Kakucho would be more careful with his behavior, even though he didn't do anything wrong, he never wanted to hurt you.

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liaarxse · 9 months

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tr boys when y/n has issues accepting that they actually do love her

Yesterday, today and tomorrow

Characters: Nahoya Kawata, Manjiro Sano, Kazutora Hanemiya

Warnings: Fluff, a bit of angst in Kazutoras part

A/n: Literally pulled out the biggest smile when I saw this request. Also, yes, Nahoya again. I just love writing for him. idk why (cuz he a crackhead)

P.s: Remember, it was said multiple times that Toman doesn't hurt women, sunshines. Don't think they'd break your precious hearts. They'd be just a bit hard to deal with <3

—NAHOYA KAWATA

Okay, we've all seen that one best/worst boyfriend chart our friend Ken Wakui made.

Personally, I threw a fit when I saw who were the worst.

Then I thought about Nahoya. He seemed a bit like a fuck boy, you get what I mean? Yeah, no.

Then I thought about it again

I examined the post a bit more after I found it in English and read what Takemichi said. If Mikey and Kazutora would be the top worst because they're reckless, Nahoya would obviously be even tamer

So personally, I believe Nahoya is in the top three just because he has a carefree type of living way. Like, he isn't scared of fighting, killing, and all. I mean, he probably IS scared to kill but doesn't show it.

How's he a red flag again? I don't believe them.

But for one, he'd never cheat on you. He'll be loyal as hell. Maybe if he wasn't in a relationship in one of the time skips where it showed the top members he'd fuck around with chicks (straight hair grown up Nahoya gives me fuckboy energy), but since the change and he's now working with his brother In their ramen shop? Get that thing out of your head.

Because for him to get in a relationship, he must dearly love and respect you.

Keep in mind that he also has to trust you since, in one way, if you're not to be trusted and/or are somewhat dangerous, he's putting his brother in danger as well.

But that's besides the point.

He loves you.

It's painfully obvious

He protects you, he trusts you, he spoils you in his own ways

He loves you

Maybe it's past relationship trauma that causes you to think it's all a facade

Which brings us to today's scenario

You're in Nahoya's room since his brother is out all day and you didn't bother to fix yours

You were looking around his room while he was testing the new straightener you got him since his broke

Examining the objects around you, your eyes land on a frame right above his toman uniform. It was of you two

You wondered why he would frame such a picture on the wall over his gang uniform. You mostly didn't like it because you hated the way you came out in the picture

Getting off his bed, you walked over to the opposite wall and stared at the picture for a good minute

Nahoya noticed that from the reflection on the mirror in front of him, but his smile just grew a tad bit more and returned to straightening his hair

You pursed your lips together in thought and reached to grab it

"Oi!" He exclaimed with a giggle. "Hands off."

You flinched when he suddenly spoke and turned to him with a raised brow

"What? Why?"

"Because," He turned around to face you. "I know you'll throw the pic away."

You weren't going to lie. If you stared at it for a bit more, you would've made the paper rip itself. You hated how you came out!

"But I look horrible!"

"I know." He laughed, but it quickly died down to a chuckle when he saw you glaring at him. "I'm kidding, babe. You look hella cute!"

You quickly turned around to hide the blush that appeared on your face. Crossing your arms, you were still staring at the picture

Being too caught in the act, you didn't realize when Nahoya finally finished straightening his hair and came up to you. He loosely wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his chin on your shoulder, mockingly copying your slightly frustrated face

You noticed that and rolled your eyes with a soft groan, which earned you some snickering from him. He pressed a kiss to your cheek before nuzzling his own to yours

"Why did you frame this?"

"Because it's special."

"How is it special?" Your voice grew confused. It's just a picture, nothing much

"Reminds me of the main reason I never give up."

Your blood went cold. What?

"What do you mean by that?"

"You're my main priority, babe. You, your safety, your smile." He chuckled at how cheesy he sounded. "That's why I framed us right over my gang uniform. Every time I have to change for a brawl or even just a meeting, I'm reminded of the smile that will greet me in the end and will always be there."

That didn't sound like Nahoya. For a moment, you even thought if that wasn't just some doppelganger

Until he smacked your ass

Yeah that's him

He loves you, and without realizing it, he just made all your problems fade away

Looking at the picture now, maybe, just maybe, it isn't as bad as you thought it was.

+ Your little twin girls found the picture in some box while playing and made fun of how you both looked. It was never to be seen again. It was under your mattress

— KAZUTORA HANEMIYA

So. Second worst boyfriend on the list.

Let's be honest, if your love language is quality time this won't work

Not that he won't want to spend time with you, but Juvenile? Sorry baby, they stole him from you

Kazutora loves you so much. He'd kill for you, and he'll die for you. No questions asked. He once even tried to break out from Juvenile because he couldn't take being far away from you anymore.

You visit him every day for as long as you can, bringing him gifts, telling stories, saying how much you miss him

But sometimes you wondered, does he love you?

"Baby!" A happy Kazutora exclaimed when you finally entered the meeting room and waited for you with a happy smile to sit down, on the opposite side of him, thick glass keeping you both separate.

"Hey, baby." You chuckled, adjusting in your seat.

It wasn't a lie how excited he was every day to see you. Sometimes, like today, he'd make you small diy gifts and show them off to you, explaining every minor detail from the inspiration, materials, hidden message, time taken, everything

And you kept them all on a special separate shelf in your room

"So that's my gift for you today! Do you like it?"

"I love it, 'Tora."

It was a small origami rose, which was actually very well made, considering he had to use his imagination

You both talk for a few moments before the chattering died down. You knew what that meant and quickly wiped the already falling tears

You hated this

You hated how close yet how far he was from you

You just wanted to break the damn glass and embrace him, never letting go

And he damn well knows he wants it too

But he can't, and neither can you

He was recently taken in, 3 years ago

Which means he'll be out in 7 years

Which felt like a lifetime for both of you

His biggest fear was you'd find someone new and leave him

Which he wouldn't even be mad about, considering he just ruined both your lives

But you stay consistent, you visit every single day, and even if you don't manage to, you always send him gifts and make up for it when you see each other.

But people's patience runs out at some point, and that point is today

You never meant to say this

You never meant to question his love for you because you both knew it was there and growing every passing day

So why did you ask? Was it the loneliness you felt every time you stepped out of the room and he wasn't there by your side? Was it the thrust to just be able to hold his hand? Was it the pain you felt every night where, instead of saying goodnight to him, you turned to a frame with a photo of him and said it to it?

You didn't know. He didn't know

The only thing you remember after that was the sound of glass shattering, alarms going off, and Kazutora hugging onto you as if it was your last minute on Earth.

You just cling to him, never wanting to let go again

You felt the tears fall when he kissed you, feeling all his love attack you in that one moment before the guards arrived and took him away

Your little moment lasted around 10 seconds, probably even less, but it felt like eternity to both of you

Visits were banned for a week until they changed the glass into an even more thick and unbreakable one

You dashed to the building the second they opened visiting hours again

And to be fair, even if that cost him 4 more months in juvenile, it was worth it when you finally managed to continue with your lives after his sentence

+ Your younger son thought it was funny while your older daughter cried her eyes out. I think you have 3 kids instead of two.

— MANJIRO SANO

Ah, yes. Our favorite dark impulse.

Listen, Mikey has to have FULL trust in you to even think about dating you. We're talking about Draken type of trust, if possible even more.

If Mikey falls for you, he will hit like fucking bedrock

If you don't reciprocate his feelings, he'd be hurt, but if you do, you're stuck for life

Mikey loves hard, and it's been proven so many times

It's the same as Kazutora. He'd kill for you.

Don't make him prove it. Just don't. You know, he knows, and everybody knows Mikey will do anything for you

So why ever question it?

You loved Manjiro, and he loved you. It was way too obvious to the point Emma already planned your whole future together

You knew that, but you always had this 'what it' thought in the back of your head, messing with you and you hated it

It was a normal afternoon. You were out with Mikey, just roaming around the city, eating at restaurants where they don't have flags so you brought your home-made ones, and spending way too much money on things you don't need

It was fun and all, just spending time together until he got a message from Draken which quickly brought him to his senses

He didn't want to leave you, but he had, so with a quick kiss on the lips he was off

You waved him goodbye with a smile and called up Emma and the girl just magically teleported to you in 10 minutes

She just loves you too much

Probably fought with Mikey for your hand at some point

You were having a blast with her until you both finally settled down at a café and talked about, just, anything and everything

You decided to share your thought with Emma and she quickly jumped, reassuring you that Mikey loved you with all his hesrt

She started showing you messages he's sent her about how he felt, what to get you and all sorts of things

But our beautiful Emma had her own 'what if' thought and when Mikey got home she instantly jumped on him

It was like, 1am when you heard his bike's engine roaring from outside your window. You got up and were met with a smiling Mikey and no more sleep for tonight

"Wake up, sleepy head. We need to talk."

The moment you got down to him, you were already zooming through the streets of Tokyo, but not in a racer-fast manner, just enought so you aren't like slugs on the roads

"Emma told me that—"

"I'm sorry, Mikey... I didn't mean to—"

"Please let me finish."

He talked for like, a whole ass hour. About everything that includes you both.

He brought you to tears ngl

His words just hit so deep that the thought immediately disappeared

Maybe it was he words of affirmation he used, the quality time he spend riding all night with you to ease your worries, the gift he gave you when you watched the sunrise and the fact you woke up in your bed later on with a small letter from him and a chibi drawing of both of you at the corner that kept a smile on your face till the end of you days

And you damn well know you lived one long ass life with Manjiro

And I'm kinda surprised to be honest

Not because you could've died while he was in Toman or anything, but because your kid is 3 times worse than Mikey.

+ Your son found his old gang uniform and wore it to school. The next teacher-parent conference was one hell of a trip.

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kinkandkreep · 5 months

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♡︎ 𝐂𝐖: 𝐄𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐫, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬

♡︎ "__" 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞

♡︎ 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

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Manjiro’s thankful his nose isn’t broken and his tongue is still intact.

Although, he wonders if the pain of those things would be any less than the pain he’s currently experiencing.

Left alone to nurse his injuries, Manjiro, for the nth time in a short span, can feel tears welling up behind his eyes.

He’s chased his wife, the love of his life, away into the arms of his best friend, the same friend who he’d just duked it out with over a serious betrayal.

The cold pack on his face does little to soothe the sting.

Sighing, Manjiro places the pack on the counter in front of him, beginning to slip out of his clothes and skulking into the shower.

He lets the scalding water do its best to massage his overworked muscles, but Manjiiro barely feels the heat, so caught up he is in his thoughts.

‘It’s really over isn’t it? __’s going to abandon leave me, and it’s all my fault.’

Manjiro’s shoulders begin to shake, although this time it’s not because of an impending waterfall of tears.

No, this time, it’s because of a red hot anger that begins to course through his system.

‘No. She has no right. She slept with Hanma, and she’ll probably sleep with Ken. She’s no better than me.’

Thoughts racing wildly, and becoming increasingly dark, Manjiro quickly scrubs his body clean and shuts off the water, exiting the shower and wrapping his waist in a towel.

Stopping, he observes himself in the bathroom mirror.

He still looks the same, for the most part- long blonde locks slicked back on his head, the dragon tattoo he’d gotten to twin with two of his best friends still curled quietly up his neck.

Except…

There’s the beginnings of darkness creeping up underneath his eyes. His collarbones are more pronounced, and his cheekbones more prominent, both signs that he’s lost weight.

His eyes themselves, large and usually alight with mischief, have darkened, their inky blackness becoming piercing and empty.

“You don’t get to just leave me, __. You belong to me. And there’s not a force on Earth that can keep me from you.”

The next morning…

There’s something soft yet firm cuddled up against you as you awake.

The sun filters into the room in a gentle stream, casting everything in a golden haze.

Including the man next to you.

Ken looks, as cliche as it may sound, ethereal in the golden light, his hair creating a dark halo around his head. His features, having always been sharp and prominent, are relaxed, softened with the ease of rest.

Every few seconds he snores lightly, and the sound brings a small smile to your face.

You remain lateral for a few minutes more, simply observing the handsome man before a thought strikes.

You’re familiar enough with Ken’s apartment to manage your way around the kitchen. Deciding you like the idea of treating him to breakfast, you begin slowly easing your way out of the bed so as not to disturb him.

Just as you place your first foot on the ground, you shriek as you’re suddenly pulled back.

“And where do you think you’re going?”

You try to control the feeling of heat rising between your legs at the deep, rough rasp of Ken’s morning voice.

He wraps both arms around your midsection, squeezing gently and snuggling into your shoulder.

“I was just about to prepare breakfast.” You speak softly, sensing that Ken is still mostly asleep.

“Let Seishu handle it. Stay with me here.”

A large smile unwittingly forms on your face, and you pat Ken’s hands from where they rest on your tummy.

“Like a big, cuddly teddy bear you are. We shouldn’t make Sei-chan do all the work. And besides, I want to do something special for you, as a thank you.”

Ken groans and falls back, but doesn’t loosen his hold on you.

“You being here with me is thank you enough.”

This time, heat blooms in your chest at Ken’s words.

‘He’s such a sweetheart,’ you muse quietly to yourself, giggling lowly.

“Alright, fine. I’ll stay for a few more minutes. But if I hear Sei-chan moving about in the kitchen I am going to at least offer my assistance.”

Ken nods, eyes still closed and grip still tight around you.

“Deal,” he groggily murmurs, snuggling even closer to you.

For as blissful and domestic as the scene is, as you adjust yourself against Ken, your thoughts can’t help but drift back to Manjiro.

‘Should I tell Ken about what happened? But then they’d surely fight again, and I don’t want things to escalate any further…’

You wondered if you’d seriously injured Manjiro, if you'd created a deep, slow healing laceration on his tongue, or perhaps even broken his nose.

You try to ignore the arguably sick sense of satisfaction the thought gives you.

You also worry about what he meant when he said you “belonged” to him.

‘Has he really gone off the deep end? If he hasn’t, I’m sure he’s right on the edge.’

You hum quietly, not realizing that Ken has been silently watching you as you worried your bottom lip as you thought.

“I can practically hear the gears turning in your head, __. What’s on your mind?”

You sigh, figuring it best to be honest with him.

“I just…I’m just thinking about Manjiro, that’s all. I don’t think-...he’s not doin’ so hot, mentally anyway. I worry that he’ll perhaps do something drastic.”

Ken frowns at the mention of his (ex) best friend.

“He hasn’t been well mentally since he decided to start cheating on you. I’m not surprised in the least. And you don’t have to worry. Should he try anything stupid, you’ve got us to keep you safe and knock some sense back into that bastard.”

Ken’s grip on you subconsciously tightens, and you reflexively snuggle further into him.

“Thank you so much Ken. I mean it.”

You can feel lips against your forehead.

“My pleasure, __.”

About an hour later, Seishu emerges from his room, stretching and yawning quietly. He drags his slipper clad feet to Ken’s bedroom door, intending to knock before he pauses.

He can hear faint laughter and talking, and he peeks through the slightly ajar door to see you and Ken, quietly conversing.

A fond smile finds its way onto his face, and he quietly eases away from the door, intent on heading to the kitchen and beginning to prepare breakfast for the three of you.

Seishu gets decently far into his preparations when he hears Ken's door open, and two distinct sets of footsteps sound.

"Sei-chan! Long time no see!"

You greet the scarred man with a big smile, and he returns a smaller one of his own.

"__, it's good to see you."

You offer to help finish up, but Seishu insists on completing the job himself.

“I was just asking as a courtesy. I’m going to help you. What kind of guest slash friend would I be if I just let you do all the work?”

Seishu can’t formulate a rebuttal to that, so he sighs and says that you can set the table and help him plate your meals.

With a satisfied grin and a nod, you set to work, Ken having already taken his seat at the table and begun scrolling through his phone.

After about 10 or so more minutes, everyone is seated around the table. You’ve taken up the spot next to Ken, with Seishu seated across the table directly in front of you. After a round of clasped hands and “itadakimasu” uttered by all of you, you all begin digging into your meal.

“Wow Sei-chan, has your cooking somehow gotten even better since last I had it?” You speak around a mouthful of tamago gohan, a good portion of your fried tofu slices already gone in just the seven or so minutes that have elapsed since you all started eating.

Seishu’s a little embarrassed to admit it, but he can immediately feel his face begin to flush at the small praise.

“Hopefully. I cook often enough that my skills should have improved.”

You nod, swallowing around a mouthful of clear soup.

“I would definitely say they have. This is simply scrumptious.” You kiss the tips of your fingers, giving Seishu a closed eyed smile.

The flush spreads even further down his neck, and Seishu averts his eyes.

Ken observes quietly, but gives a knowing little smirk when Seishu accidentally makes eye contact with him.

'Not a word,' Seishu mouths, still unable to tame his flush.

Once everyone is finished eating and the dishes have been cleared away, you all make your way into the living room to chat and talk about your plans for the day. You and Ken take the couch, while Seishu is content to occupy the love seat.

“Unfortunately, Seishu and I have a shop to run, but you’re more than welcome to hang around here until we close. Then maybe afterwards we can all go out for dinner or something.”

You and Seishu nod, pleased with the suggestion.

“Sure, sounds good to me. You know, this’ll actually give me a chance to make a few calls.” You place a finger to your chin, contemplating who you’re going to contact first.

A little while later, the boys have headed downstairs, and before you begin your tasks for the day, you take it upon yourself to straighten up and organize some of the things in their apartment. For the most part it’s kept pretty neat and organized, but there’s just a few things that need tidying.

Once that’s finished, you grab your phone and take up residence on the couch, scrolling through your contacts and locating Shuji’s first.

He answers on the second ring, sounding, as always, very enthused about having been contacted by you.

“__! Good to hear from you. You miss me already?”

Chuckling, you nod, though he can’t see you.

“Of course, my dear Shuj. I just called to hear your voice more than anything. It’s been an…interesting 12-24 hours, to say the least.”

When next Shuji speaks, he sounds decidedly more alert and serious.

“Mikey didn’t try anything after I left, did he?”

You contemplate telling him about Manjiro attacking you, but decide against giving him specific details, seeing as you hadn’t even told Ken the full story.

“Not exactly? I’ll give you details later.”

You can tell Shuji’s not exactly ecstatic about being left out of the loop, but he nevertheless acquiesces.

“I also wanted to…make sure things were still good between us.”

There’s a long pause, and you worry that, in the short time between your rendezvous and now, Shuji had come to regret bedding you.

That is until you hear him erupt in loud, raucous laughter.

“A-HAHAHAHA! No, __, you’re too funny. Of course things are still good between us. One fun little romp isn’t going to tarnish years of friendship. As funny as it is to say given the circumstances, I was quite literally the photographer at your wedding. For free. I fuckin’ love you, silly girl.”

Despite the tears of fondness steadily building along your waterline, you laugh at Shuji’s words, feeling so relieved that your, admittedly spur of the moment decision, hadn’t ruined your relationship with one of your best friends.

“I’m so glad to hear that Shuji, truly. I love you too.”

The two of you continue your conversation for quite a few minutes more, before Shuji has to go.

“I’ll call you later. It was nice getting to visit. If it’s alright with you, I’d like to do that more often.”

“Of course! Whenever you’re around and have time, just give me a heads up and let me know. My home is always open to you.”

You exchange a few more words before ending the call.

Afterwards, you remain silent for a few seconds before sighing deeply.

“Welp, on to the next.”

Once again, you search through your contacts, thumbing over the likes of Ken and Takashi when you finally land on the one you’re looking for.

You press send, and you’ve barely gotten the receiver up to your ear before you can hear a slightly winded “__!” sound from the person on the other side of the call.

“NaNa! Are you alright? You sound a little out of breath. I didn’t call at a bad time did I?”

“No no, not at all! I was just moving some things around in my apartment.” You hear what sounds like boxes shuffling and a low grunt. “So, what’s up?”

“Oh, nothing much. I just remembered that I promised to call you back the other day and finally got around to being able to do so.”

“For dinner plans, right?”

“Ding ding, that is correct. I haven’t called too soon have I? I know it was just the other day.”

“No, I was actually going to call you at some point today because I have an opening in my schedule, and you were the first person that popped into my mind.” Izana chuckles, and more shuffling can be heard.

“Doin’ a little redecorating? Sounds like whatever you’re moving is pretty hefty.”

The man laughs again before responding. “Something like that. Hey, I was mulling it over, and I wanted to present an idea to you.”

At that, your ears perk up. “Yeah? Shoot.”

“How about we do dinner at my place? We can cook together and you can finally show me how to make that pasta Manjiro used to rave about all the time.”

At the mention of your (soon to be ex) husband, your smile falls a bit, involuntarily.

“Uh, uh yeah, that sounds great!”

Izana pauses, and you worry you’ve offended him.

“Positive? You sounded a little unsure just then.”

You shake your head, though he can’t see you.

“No no, I promise, it’s a great idea. I haven’t visited since you moved, and it’ll even give me an opportunity to meet the pup! What did you say his name was again?”

“Toto! I heard the name while watching one of those older Western movies and thought it was adorable. And very fitting for how little my pup is.”

You can hear the smile in Izana’s voice, and it causes your own to widen even further.

“Well isn’t that just the most darlin’ story? You’ve gotten so soft over the years NaNa. I like it.” You giggle into your hand, completely oblivious to the effect the sound has on the white haired man.

“You think so? Hopefully not too soft, I am still a shrewd businessman after all.”

“Of course. Well, I’m certainly excited about our dinner plans! Does tonight work?”

“Yep. Let’s say, around 8:30? I’ll pick you up.”

“Sounds like a plan. I’ll text you my location and see you then?”

“That works for me.”

The two of you talk for a few minutes more before ending the call.

Once again, you sigh, although this time you can’t stop the giddy smile that curls your lips.

‘This is so exciting! Feels like I haven’t seen NaNa in forever. I wonder what his new place looks like?’

The rest of the day passes by in a blur, and soon 7 pm has rolled around.

Ken and Seishu closed up the shop about half an hour prior, and were finishing up cleaning and counting the drawer when you traipsed downstairs, a notable pep in your step.

“What’s got you so chipper,” Ken spoke, his tone amused.

“I’ve got a dinner date,” you sing-songed, humming happily.

“Really? With who?” Seishu pipes up, momentarily looking up from counting the drawer, brows furrowed.

“NaNa!”

The two men level you with blank stares, their confusion evident.

“Oh, wait, y’all probably don’t recognize that nickname. Izana, I mean Izana.”

“Oh, haven’t seen him around in a while. How’s he been?” Ken finishes wiping down the counter, placing the oil stained rag in his pocket before turning to you fully.

“He’s doing well! When last I spoke to him, he said he was redecorating. He’s also gotten a pup recently! When I’m over there, I’ll be sure to send y’all pictures. The pup’s name is Toto.”

Both men nod, before Seishu’s eyes widen.

“Oh wait, is that dinner date tonight?”

You nod. “Yeah, why?”

“I thought…we were goin’ out for dinner tonight?”

There’s a pause, before a groan sounds from you.

“You’re completely right! I forgot all about that in my excitement.” Your head falls back in exasperation.

“Hey hey, it’s alright. You should definitely still go hang out with Izana. We can have dinner some other time. Besides, we didn’t really have any concrete plans anyway.” Ken speaks and Seishu nods, a small, reassuring smile curling his mouth.

You breathe a sigh of relief, thankful for their understanding.

“I really appreciate you guys. I gotta go get ready now. See you later!”

With a little wave, you bound back upstairs, missing the fond, somewhat longing glances both men throw up at you.

8:30 rolls around quickly, and soon you’re bidding Ken and Sei-chan goodbye as you make your way out to Izana’s car.

“Oooh NaNa, this is noiiiice. You didn’t tell me you’d gotten a new car as well.” You praise the man’s vehicle, appreciating the feeling of buttery smooth leather seats and excitedly appraising all the futuristic looking bells and whistles the interior is equipped with.

Izana chuckles, waving to the other two men before beginning to pull away.

"Yeah, I just recently purchased this. It was a little present to myself for that recent successful business venture I told you about when we talked a couple days ago."

You nod, relaxing back into your seat.

"You're right, you did tell me something like that. What make and model is this, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“This year’s Mercedes-Benz A 220. I like to call it, sensibly luxurious.”

You laugh, nodding along.

“Well, if nothing else, the seats are certainly comfortable. Congratulations! I’m glad things have been going so well for you. You deserve all the success, and the luxuries that come with it.”

You can’t see it in the dimness of the night, but Izana’s cheeks flush furiously at your words.

The two of you engage in very pleasant conversation the duration of your ride to Izana’s new apartment, laughing and reminiscing right up until you make it into the garage and up to the door.

“Fair warning, Toto’s very friendly, and he gets especially excited when meeting new people, so just be aware that there’s a good chance he might make a beeline towards you.”

You smile, equally enthused at the prospect of encountering a pup.

“No worries. I love dogs! I’m very excited to meet little Toto.”

With a nod, Izana opens the front door, stepping aside and allowing you to walk in first.

“Ladies first.”

You step inside, and almost immediately the sounds of excited barking fill your ears.

In a flash of brown and cream, a little bundle of fur comes bounding towards you, bouncing enthusiastically around your feet.

You squeal reflexively, bending down to pet and scritch the little furball between the ears.

“Hi Toto! You’re so cute and fluffy!”

Izana chuckles, placing his jacket on the vintage looking coat rack beside the door. He gestures for yours, and you take just a few moments to remove it and hand it off before your attention is back on Toto.

“I went grocery shopping a little earlier. Hopefully I got everything we’ll need.” Izana speaks as he begins making his way into the kitchen. Picking up his little pup, you trail after him.

“Let’s have a look-see. We got pasta, what I’m assuming is your preferred sauce, chicken, onions…,” you trail off, mumbling through the rest of the ingredients and spices spread out on the counter.

“Yep! Looks like we’ve got everything we’ll need here.” With a satisfied nod, you release little Toto, who scampers around your feet momentarily before darting off further into Izana’s apartment.

The two of you watch him with smiles, before turning to each other and setting off to work.

It takes a little under an hour, but soon your fan favorite chicken alfredo is done, complete with a hearty caprese salad and cheese stuffed garlic breadsticks.

“Oh my word, Izana. I don’t mean to toot my own horn but this looks delicious and I am suddenly very famished.”

The man laughs, wiping his hands on a dish towel.

“Then let’s not delay any further. Here, why don’t you set the table and I’ll bring everything over?”

It takes only a few more minutes, and the two of you have everything set around the dinner table. About this time, little Toto comes bounding back in the room, the smell of food obviously having enticed him. He paws at his dad’s leg, who laughs and picks up the little brown bundle, offering him one of the tomatoes from your salad.

“Sorry, I can never resist giving him a little of whatever I’m eating, as a treat.”

“You’re gonna spoil him like that,” you warn, gesturing to hold the pup. He happily makes himself comfortable in your hold, and is surprisingly well-behaved given the veritable feast before him.

“I know, I know. I’m trying to be better about it, promise!”

You give Izana a playfully skeptical glare, before clasping your hands.

“Itadakimasu!”

You touch Toto’s paws together and speak in a tinny voice. “Itadakimasu!”

You miss the way Izana’s eyes and smile soften at the act.

Once you’ve set Toto down, you and Izana dig in, holding very pleasant conversation as you do. He tells you more about his latest exploits and even shares some details about future business ventures.

“But enough about me. How have things been with you? I didn’t mention it, but I thought it was a little strange that I picked you up from Draken and Seishu’s place and not your own. I don’t mean to pry, and if you’re not comfortable telling me why that’s completely fine as well, but, I have to ask…,” Izana leans forward, expression concerned.

“Is everything alright at home?”

You don’t know why, but hearing the genuine concern and consideration in Izana’s voice cause you to choke up. Slowly, carefully setting your fork down, you take a moment to consider your response. You don’t want to alarm or upset Izana, but you feel that you can be honest with him.

“It’s…no, everything’s not alright.”

Before you realize it, tears have begun streaming down your face, and Izana rushes to your side of the table to wrap you up in a tight embrace.

“Oh __, what’s going on? Is-...is it Manjiro?”

He can feel you nod against his chest, and Izana immediately begins to feel anger wrap in a tight band around his skull.

“What did he do?”

Izana’s voice is darker, his tone much colder.

You debate whether you should tell him the truth given how he sounds, but the thought is almost instantaneously overridden when the words spill out of you.

“He cheated on me!”

A sob rips itself from your throat, and you collapse further into Izana’s arms.

As you are, you miss the deadly glint that flashes in his eyes at your words.

“__, my love, I’m so sorry.”

You shake your head, looking up at him through your tears.

“No no, don’t apologize. I just…I just hadn’t really taken the time to get a good cry in about the situation.” You chuckle wetly, wiping at your face.

Izana frowns, cupping your face in his hands.

“Is he aware? That you know?”

You nod. “Yeah. We had a pretty major falling out over it. I-...I even slept with Hanma, but it was a spur of the moment thing.”

Izana hopes his displeasure with that revelation doesn’t show on his face.

Instead, he pulls you into a hug, and the two of you are quiet for many seconds before pulling away.

“If there’s anything I can do to help, if you ever need a place to stay, a listening ear or a shoulder to rest on, I’m always here for you.” Izana smiles, and you can feel your already great fondness for him grow.

Returning his smile, you lean into his chest, trying to hide your obvious infatuation.

“Thank you Izana. I’m so glad to have you in my life.”

Izana freezes, before burying the lower half of his face in your hair and wrapping his arms securely around you.

‘The feeling is mutual, __.’

ᵃ/ⁿ: ʷʰᵉʷ ᶜʰⁱˡᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʸ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ ⁱˢ ˡⁱᵏᵉ 3 ʰᵒᵘʳˢ ˡᵒⁿᵍ?!?!?

ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷᵃˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ⁱⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿᵃˡ ⁱ ˢʷᵉᵃʳ. 🤚🏾😭

ᵇᵘᵗ ⁿᵃⁿᵃ'ˢ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᶠⁱⁿᵃˡˡʸ! ʸᵃʸ! 😆

ʰᵒᵖᵉᶠᵘˡˡʸ ʸ'ᵃˡˡ ᵉⁿʲᵒʸᵉᵈ, ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᶠᵒʳᵍⁱᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠʳᵃⁿᵏˡʸ ʳⁱᵈⁱᶜᵘˡᵒᵘˢ ᵃᵐᵒᵘⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᵇᵉᵗʷᵉᵉⁿ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵃˢᵗ. 🥲

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TR: ꨄYANDERE TOXIC BF HEADCANONSꨄ

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

Characters are 18+

❦All I gotta say is NEVER try to leave these mfs❦

Not fully proofread

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

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

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

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

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

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Mikey: When you first got together, you honestly had no idea he returned the same feelings as you considering he always wore the same stoic expression whenever you were around. So focused on his family and friends he barely had enough time to spend with you.

Of course, you had no problem with this considering it was not only the beginning of your relationship but better for him to be stuck on family than other lovers. It only became a problem when he didn’t bother to make time with you at all. Not a hang out, date, nothing.

He barely texts and would leave you on delivered quite often. When you tried to initiate quality time, he would either have an excuse or ignore you. He never really showed you off and you doubt anyone would know about you if you hadn’t shown up to one or two meetings.

You wondered why he even accepted your proposal to be his girlfriend in the first place if he didn’t really want you. Finally, tired of everything, you decided to break up with him, face - to - face.

“You’re breaking up with me?” He questions with disbelief. “Yes, Mikey. I do have feelings for you, but this just isn’t working out like I thought it would.” You explained, disappointed with how things turned out.

“You can’t break up with me. I thought you loved me, Y/n. You can’t leave me.” His eyes narrow as he shoves you against the wall. Your eyes widen in shock as your back hits against the hard surface. “M-Mikey, what’s wrong with you? I thought this would be something you wanted!” His hands tighten around your shoulders, nails piercing through the fabric as you wince from the penetration of your skin.

“You’re mine, Y/n.” You had no idea what all he went through to get you to notice him. First, he had to get rid of your ex boyfriend. When threatening him didn’t work, his gang jumped him, beating him to a pulp. Hence the break up text. Honestly, if your ex hadn’t given in, it would’ve been his own death sentence. Next, was ‘accidentally’ meeting you just after the break up, catching you when you’re vulnerable enough to fall for any kind of attention. Third, getting you to chase him by the ‘hot and cold’ behavior. Giving you a little just to give you absolutely nothing in return so you keep yearning for him.

He was so happy when you asked him out, non stop talking about you to all of his friends and family. His plan worked perfectly, until now. “This doesn’t make any sense, Mikey!” You cried out in confusion and slight fear. “It’s not hard, Y/n. I love you and you’re my girlfriend.” He releases you with a smile, gazing at the concerned expression on your face. He gently grabs your hand. “I forgive you.” He brings your hand to his lips and leaves a peck. You begin to question his insanity as well as your own.

Kazutora: “If you actually loved me you’d let it go!” He says, tears threatening to fall out of his eyes as he blocks you from slamming your bedroom door against his face. “If you actually loved me then you wouldn’t have cheated on me, Kazu!” You yell angrily as you wipe your tears. You cross your arms as you glare at your boyfriend who’s about to be your ex.

“I didn’t cheat on you! You’re overreacting! We didn’t even have sex!” You scoff. “So I guess I can just flirt with my exes and then complain about our relationship to them, huh?” He glares with tears in his eyes. “It’s your fault for not paying attention to me, Y/n. I wouldn’t have to ask for affection if you’d give me enough.” He crosses his own arms. You stare back in disbelief.

“Are you seriously trying to make excuses for emotionally cheating on me with your ex?” “It’s not excuses when it’s the truth. I just wished you loved me as much as I love you. You clearly don’t care about me otherwise you’d give me attention.” You hold your hands up. “I’m fucking done.” You say before walking out of the bedroom. His eyes widen as his heart begins to pound.

“Done with what?” He follows after you. “Done with you!” You growl as you grab the doorknob. Before you can open the door, you’re yanked back so roughly that you fall on your ass, staring at the man crawling on top of you and pinning you down as the tears spill out of his eyes.

“Y-you can’t leave me, Y/n. You won’t! I love you so fucking much! If you really loved me, you wouldn’t leave so don’t break my heart. I don’t know what I would do.” You stop yourself from crying with him, gazing at his pretty, pitiful face. No, I can’t fall for it.

“No, get off of me.” You hiss. You furrow your brows as his face becomes stoic with wide wet eyes. He wraps his hands around your neck, your hands grabbing his wrists as he shuts off your air supply. You struggle to breathe as you kick your feet, barely moving under him as you try to shove him off, to no avail.

“Baby, I don’t want to kill you, but if you don’t show me that we can work this out then I’ll have no choice. It’ll be so romantic, you and me. You die by my hands and I die right after so we can lie here together.” You immediately nod your head.

“W-we can!” You croak out, finally gaining a huge breath of oxygen once he releases you and wraps his arms around your body, hugging you tightly. You cough as the tears finally spill.

“Tell me you love me, I need to hear it please.” He cries against your shoulder, leaving a trail of kisses up your neck. “I love you.” He rocks you both as he kisses your forehead. “Good. Good. I’m so glad because I love you too.”

Ran: You couldn’t believe how your boyfriend Ran would blatantly flirt with different people in front of your face. It didn’t matter if it was a cashier, waitress, waiter, your friends, his friends, anyone who was around he would begin to flirt with them as you watch angrily. What makes it worse is that, he doesn’t seem to care much when you react. He just gives you that sly smile and says, “You jealous?” Otherwise he’ll pretend he doesn’t know what you’re talking about.

At the beginning of your relationship, it didn’t matter so much considering you only just began dating and neither of you knew how serious it would turn out so you didn’t want to be ‘overbearing,’ even though deep down you knew that it’s not you overreacting but it just goes to show how little respect he has for you. Especially since you’re a year into the relationship, and you’re currently on a date with your boyfriend and apparently the waitress who just decided to sit in the same booth.

You missed the way his eyes would peek over to see exactly how you were feeling, finding delight in the fact that you were so bothered over his attention focusing on someone else. It was his own little experiment. Considering he loves attention, specifically from you, it really sends blood to his cock to see your angry face. The fact that you would get so mad that you would yell at him afterwards only turned him on. He gets off to seeing you angry, upset, whatever as long as it’s toward him. And you continuously take it because you can’t get enough of him.

Finally, you shoot up from the table and walk off, walking towards his car. He follows you, hopping into the driver’s seat as you sit with your arms crossed in the passenger’s seat. He begins to drive you to his apartment, holding back his smirk.

“I think we should break up.” His grip on the wheel tightened, his eyes narrowing before he glances at you. “No you don’t.” You turn to him. “You can’t tell me how I feel. Take me to my apartment. I’m tired of your behavior. You wanna flirt with everyone so bad then you can be single.”

There was a moment of silence, a pause of pondering as he stares at the road. This wasn’t a part of the plan. This has never happened before. Usually you let it go after an argument and you both make up in the bedroom. “We’re done, for good.” Something snaps in him, squinting his eyes as he slams on the brakes in the middle of the road, your body thrown against the seatbelt as your eyes widen. You grab onto the door as you look at him. “What the fuck, Ran?”

He then slams on his gas pedal and takes a different turn, taking the interstate and accelerating the speed as his foot presses the gas pedal. “RAN! SLOW DOWN!” You scream in terror as you watch his speed go from 40 to 100 within seconds, only continuing to go higher as he passes the cars, purposefully going lane to lane to make it worse for you.

“Not until you take it back.” You gasp. “Are you fucking crazy? You’re gonna kill us!” He chuckles before frowning and glancing at you. “Doesn’t matter if you don’t take it back.” “Ran, please!” You cry as you see his speed reaching 130. “Take it fucking back, Y/n.” He growls. “I take it back! I take it back! Please, just slow down! I-I made a mistake just, please!” Finally, he gradually slows down, hitting his brakes as you breathe heavily, body still trembling when he finally slows down to five over the speed limit.

“Let’s head home so we can rest, yeah?” You nod your head, gripping the seat as you look ahead.

Rin: You’re so tired of the constant nitpicking of your flaws. You’re tired of receiving insults by the person who’s supposed to love every part of you. You have the understanding that obviously, just stating an opinion or giving critique to something is fine but when someone is just outright picking every single thing they can see wrong with you, it can be overwhelming.

Then when you try to leave they make you feel like you can’t live without them. How can you handle everything on your own when you can’t even handle little things. You’re a bit of a dimwit who can’t do things on your own so how would you be able to survive without the help of your generous boyfriend?

Rin makes you feel like you’re holding him back. He takes the time out of his day to help you out. To be there for you. How could someone like him go out of his way to help someone as low as you? Who else would deal with you. Who else would be there to help and protect you? Who else would be there to look after you because clearly you can’t look out for yourself.

Of course, your friends tell you how it’s all an illusion and he’s manipulating you. You believe them, but you believe him as well. Until, finally you decided that you didn’t want to feel like shit anymore. So you ask him to come to your apartment.

“Rin, I don’t like the way you make me feel. I love you, but I don’t think that this is working out.” One of his eyebrows raise as he leans back in his seat on the chair in the living room, taking a sip of his beverage and readjusting his glasses. “You think I like the way you make me feel? You think you can just use me and leave, Y/n?” Your eyes widen. “N-no! It’s not like that! I never used you.” “Oh? How did you get everything you own now? How did you get the clothes you’re wearing, the money in your bank account, the apartment you couldn’t afford if it wasn’t for me?” He smirks.

You could only stare as you pause in thought. Damn, have I been using him? But I never asked for any help and I was grateful and I truly love him. Have I been so mindless? So unaware? “You really hurt my feelings, babe. How could you do this to me?” He questions, his smirk turning to a stoic gaze. “Rin, it’s not like that, seriously. Look, I just want to be treated better. So we can’t be together anymore.” He sets the cup down, gripping the chair arms as he sits up in his seat, his arms resting on his legs when he releases.

“This isn’t over until I say it’s over. After all, you need me. You should be happy that I’m willing to stay with you after everything you’ve put me through.” “But-!” “Look, I’m going to give you some space to breathe and then we’re going to go on a date. It’s okay, Y/n. Really. I forgive you.” “Rin, I’m serious! I-I’m breaking up with you.”

You yelp as you duck your head just as the glass shatters from the cup, liquid oozing down the wall behind you. You look at him with your mouth agape. He stands up, brushing himself off with a bored look on his face. “I’m gonna pick you up at seven o’clock. Be ready for me, yeah?” He says, giving you a side eyed glance before walking to your front door and walking out, shutting the door behind him as you’re left gazing at the space in front of you in shock.

Sanzu: “Sanzu, I can’t do this anymore. I-I’m not cut out for your kind of lifestyle.” Those were the last words you got to say before you found yourself hiding in the mess of clothes from your closet after you heard the glass shatter from one of the windows in your apartment. You thought a phone call would suffice considering you know how your former boyfriend gets so you could be at a distance.

When the line went dead, you knew that you might’ve fucked up. What you didn’t expect was for him to already be at your apartment. You had no idea why or when he came over but he had been hiding somewhere outside considering the shot rang only seconds after the call. Scared out of your mind, you could barely think, running to your closet knowing that you would be dragged out soon. You accidentally dropped your phone in the living room so you couldn’t call anyone for help.

Somehow you still love this pretty maniac, though you just couldn’t bear with the guilt of knowing that you’re with a murderer. You had only just found out about his body count recently when you got curious enough to look in his phone. At this point you would’ve rather had found him cheating, though you found old files and information on it, realizing that it was actually his work phone. You had no idea he works for Bonten.

He completely lied to you about his whereabouts and place of work. He acted normal, as if he had never killed anyone. How could he be okay with himself? How could you still want him? You fought yourself on whether or not you should pretend you didn’t know anything, which you tried, only for the guilt to eat you alive. Especially when you snooped in his office when visiting his home and saw the terrible ways he murdered the victims. Those same hands touched you every day.

You jolt as you hear the door to your room being kicked off of its hinges. Before you knew it, the closet door swung open revealing the pretty man in all his madness, an angry look on his face. You scream as he shoves all the clothes off of you and snatches you out by the bicep, gun still in one of his hands.

“SANZU PLEASE!” You scream as he throws you on the bed. He crawls on top of you, setting the barrel of the gun to your head while his other hand wraps his fingers around your throat.

“Shh, shh. It’s fine. It’s okay. Just breathe.” He cooed as you listen, breathing heavily as you try to calm down, not wanting to get shot. “You’re so beautiful like this, Angel. Stop crying, okay?” You whimper as you try to hold in your cries, anxiety high as you stare into his crazed eyes. “That’s my good girl.” He smiles.

“You’re gonna keep being good for me, yeah?” You nod your head frantically, tears still falling as you continue to hold in your whines. You wince as the gun cocks, his finger against the trigger. “You didn’t say what I think you said, right? You’re not breaking up with me?” You shook your head. “N-no I’m not, I just freaked out. We’re still together, I swear!” He nods as he removes the gun, though with the weapon still in his hand, he pulls you up by the face and gives you a passionate kiss. Moving his lips against yours as you fearfully kiss him back, his tongue entering your mouth to explore as saliva drips down your chin. He pulls back and leans his forehead on yours.

“It’s good that you know who you belong to.”

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seichira · 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.

“i don’t think i heard you right, manjiro.”

your boyfriend hasn’t been coming home lately. it worries you, where he is, where he stays when he’s not home. you worry if he eats well, if he is alright and not all beaten up somewhere.

despite his behavior, you brush it off as something that he has to do. maybe he needed some time to himself. perhaps something important came up in kantou manji hang. he’s an important man, after all.

you don’t have the heart to assume something else other than that. so, the revelation he makes to you tonight as soon as you gets in the door shocks you.

“you heard me right,” he says without emotion, despite the havoc wreaking inside his body it makes him want to hurl. “i cheated on you. kissed and slept with someone else. i can’t bear to keep it from you.”

his heart is acting like a ticking time bomb. the confusion in your eyes, not believing what he just said, hurts more than if you would just scream at him and throw curses around.

she doesn’t believe me.

the expression on your face is straight. you are waiting for the punchline. it is a cruel fucking joke but you’re willing to forgive him for it if he would just say that he’s tripping.

but he doesn’t say anything. he just stands at the doorway, almost one foot outside the door because he’s so ready to leave. he’s ready to leave you and you don’t understand why.

“you’re lying.”

he shakes his head, and it was the cue for your heart to start clawing out of your ribs in the realization that he might just be telling the truth.

but he’s manjiro sano. he is yours. he has always been yours like you have been his. there is no way he could do that to you. the person who kisses your forehead goodnight could not possibly cheat on you.

“i’m not lying.”

he is lying. he hasn’t been coming home because his impulses have been worst than ever. he’s afraid he’d black out and wake up to your cold body next to him. he’s terrified that his love would not be enough to keep you safe from the danger that is himself.

he is lying, because it is physically, emotionally, mentally, and spiritually impossible for the man to even look at somebody else that is not you.

you are the only one he wants. you are the only one he has ever loved. that is his greatest, naked truth. and right now, he has to convince you otherwise.

how could he fucking possibly make you believe that he doesn’t love you anymore, when his entire body knows for sure that it belongs to you. only you.

“i tried to stop it, but i’ve been so fuckin’ lonely lately with all those nights alone. needed someone to keep me warm, you know.” it feels like insects are crawling underneath his skin at the disgust he feels at his own words, despite coming from a place of untruth.

in denial, it is your turn to shake your head. you even manage to crack a smile in hopes that he would return it. “mikey, p-please? i don’t get it, love. this is not a good joke. please, stop it, yeah?”

your pleas don’t fall on deaf ears. he’s willing to stop saying it over and over now only if you would believe him and just push him away.

but you’re not doing that.

see, mikey? this is how much she loves you. she loves you too much for her own good. she loves you so much she believes you’re not capable of doing this. she loves you. love her enough to let her go before you become the death of her.

“i’m not kidding. i slept with someone else, and i liked it. i wanted it to happen.”

when the realization hits you, when the coldness behind his ivory eyes supported his claims of cheating on you, you break and manjiro sano breaks with you.

he cannot bare to look at the sobs that leave the lips that he worships, nor the tears that escape the eyes that he would be a slave for.

you are hurting because of him and he knows it would happen. he wanted this to happen. better break your heart than have you die on his arms. he can’t let that happen. not in this lifetime and not in the next.

for five minutes, the only sound bouncing off the walls of your studio apartment is your wails. cries of someone who feels like they have lost everything, including faith in all that they have ever believed in.

“why…” you whisper, but loud enough for him to hear. “why would you… how could… i don’t understand. i can’t wrap my head around it.”

he wants to look away, but he doesn’t. he looks at you, bearing your broken heart to him, serving it to him on a silver platter.

mikey etches it in his mind to make sure he remembers how hurt you were, so he can pay for it in hell. he is not sure how, but he will suffer for it. he promises he will burn just to fucking pay for this—this moment, right here.

“i’ll just grab my stuff and i’ll be out before you know it.”

your eyes widen and you hurry to block his way to the bedroom. “what? no! no! you’re not leaving, mikey! we’re going to talk about this, okay? y-you can’t leave like this. this is your home. don’t go. please.”

the look he gives you is incredulous. “are you sick in the head? i cheated on you, and you want me to stay?”

you flinch at the reminder. he can’t believe it left your mind for a moment. you can’t believe it either because even though everything has been said and done, you still can’t believe it.

“everything hurts! looking at you hurts too much right now, but i need to understand! i want to hate you but i’m willing to talk about it if you have an explanation! you can call me stupid but i’m not letting you go! make me understand! just… don’t leave.”

he looks away because he can only take so much. he wants to get away from here as fast as possible so he won’t have to hear or see the aftermath of the storm he just created.

pushing past through you, you stumble in your foot following him to the bedroom where he brought out a bag that he now fills with some of his clothes. without you noticing, he grabs a hoodie of yours and leaves you one of his, along with most of his things.

“you don’t have to leave! you can say sorry right now and i will forgive you, manjiro!” you continue to sob as you reach out a hand to stop his arms from moving more.

he shoots you a weary look. “why can’t you just let me fuckin’ leave?!”

“because i might never get to see you again! as much as i can’t bare to look at you knowing what you did, i can never live knowing i’d never see you again! you will disappear! i know you!”

he wants to take you in an embrace and ask for your forgiveness for lying, but he has to stand his ground. everyone he has ever loved will die, if he doesn’t leave.

you will be in peril if he doesn’t do this. and there is nothing he wouldn’t sacrifice to keep that from happening.

“if-if you don’t have feelings the person you slept with, we can figure this out. mikey, love, i’m willing to work this out with you. j-just don’t leave.”

you just thought him how to get out of this. he is going to say it, and he is not going to mean it.

“i love them.”

if the thought of him being physically involved with someone else brought excruciating pain, this—him falling in love with someone else—was death.

mikey dies with you.

i will pay for this, baby. i will burn in hell to pay for this. i will never forgive myself for this. i promise, that i shall never be happy again after this.

at the battle of the two tomans, he finds himself begging takemichi to stay alive.

“this is why i pushed you all away, see? this is exactly what i feared would happen!” he cries out because he is exhausted.

his dark impulses are gone, but takemichi is gone, and you are gone. everyone he loves is gone, in one way or another.

he has done everything in his power to keep this from happening. he survived lonely nights, ate bland meals, and lived in isolation the past years just to keep all of you safe.

he had to watch his friends reach milestones and celebrate with each other, face hurdles together, simply hanging out as the sun sets while he does nothing but wish he was included—all of that to stop this, but it’s happening. there was nothing else he could have done but life is working against him still.

right now, he’s soaking in the blood of one of his very best friends. shinichiro is gone, emma is gone, izana is gone, draken is gone, and he doesn’t doubt that there would be a next if he keeps himself close.

why? i don’t understand. he has followed everything even when it killed him, so why?

“c’mon, takemitchi! wake the hell up, damn it!”

the people whom he once called his friends are all weeping tears of grief at the sight of the new leader of tokyo manji gang bleeding out. they won’t ever say it, but mikey is sure they are blaming him for it. everyone probably thinks they would have been better off without him, without meeting him again like this.

they all have each other, they would have been fine. but what about mikey? what about him?

do they not know?

do they not know how much he wept and how he made his house a disaster right after he went home when he saw draken laying lifelessly on the ground with three bullet holes in his body?

do they not know how much he wishes he could just be selfish for once and come home to you? so you can wipe his tears and nurse his pain?

of course, they don’t know. he never showed that to anyone. no matter how much he wished someone saw it anyway.

he had to stand by his decision, no matter how lonely the road he chose was. he would choose it again and again, if it ensures this won’t happen. but it’s happening.

and he wants nothing else but make it right.

again, again, and again.

the next time mikey opens his eyes, he is back in his childhood home. he lays awake on his bed, confused as to why he could hear shinichiro’s screams for emma to get off the couch, and the latter’s cheeky giggles.

he thinks, what a dream. i miss them so much since the day they left me. the heavens know what i’d give to go back to this day.

mikey startles when the door to his bedroom opens, revealing shinichiro.

he almost wants to cry and throw himself at his brother to hug him, but the older sibling got to open his mouth first.

“and you! when will you get up?! when it’s christmas? move it or you’ll be late for school again! that won’t be a good impression to make for your y/n, your crush!”

this dream is a little too realistic. still, he follows his brother like a good boy, completely going with the flow of this dream.

but when he steps on the floor, his foot catches a lego scattered around, and he yelps in pain. in pain.

that’s not normal in a dream, is it?

slowly, the idea of the possibility of time-leaping introduced to him by takemichi hits him. he sprints outside his room and snaps his head to the calendar.

and the year suggests that he is eight years old. a child. and this year, everyone is alive.

“emma?” he calls for his sister that he carried lifeless on his back by himself. there are now real tears in his eyes, and his sister slowly approaches him.

“hmm? are you okay, mikey?” the blondie little girl asks curiously, confused as to why mikey has literal waterfalls for an eye right now.

“will you punch me on the face real hard?”

without a second thought, emma does so, like she has been waiting for her whole life to do that. mikey grunts, but tears only continue to flow at pure happiness of this second chance.

he embraces emma in his arms. “you’re here. oh, my god. you’re really here. nii-san will protect you this time, yeah? i promise ‘ya that.”

his next thought… is none other than you.

he doesn’t bother to put on his uniform. despite shinichiro calling him to get back, he only rides his bike and pedals as fast as he can to get to school. he looks for the 2nd graders’ classroom.

and there you were. sitting all too cute and pretty on the colorful chairs of the elementary school you both attended, with a spare seat next to you that you specifically reserved for him because he is always late.

time stops for him when you raise your head to look up at him, and meet his eyes.

you are both alive, and you are both young with your whole lives ahead of you. you don’t know it yet, but this little crush thing going on between you two right now will grow into something bigger.

you have no idea that you will end up kissing him first on your last day at middle school, and move in together at eighteen.

but he knows.

he knows what went right. he knows what went wrong. and he knows what to do this time so he won’t have to let you go anymore.

so he walks up to you, and says:

“hi. you look like my girlfriend.”

you laugh it off as a poorly executed pick-up line he heard from his brother, but then again, he knows something you don’t know.

you are his girlfriend. or at least, you will be.

“manjiro, you look like you need some sleep!” you say as your cheeks flush at his line anyway, pertaining to his puffy eyes that are results of his incessant crying.

manjiro sano smiles.

“i think so, too.”

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salaciousdoll · 1 year

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Walk Away- Mikey Sano

━━ ༉⁩༊ Pairings : Manjirou Sano x Fem!reader, Rindou Haitani x Fem!reader

━━ ༉⁩༊ Encapsulation : Manjirou was tired of you and did the only thing he could think of, but was it worth the pain in the end?

━━ ༉⁩༊ Warnings : Angst, heavy angst, no comfort( for Mikey), cheating implied, vi0lence, small t0rture descriptions( not on reader), oc names Yasire’, chubby reader, black reader, overall just angst and hurt, everyone in Bonten doesn’t like you except Rindou and maybe Ran, Rindou is a sweetheart in this, Rindou has feelings for you, Divorce talk/ settlement

━━ ༉⁩༊ Word Count : 3.6K

( This is an old ass draft and I wanted to post it to clear out my drafts so enjoy the heartbreak 😉)

You loved Manjiro Sano so much that you put aside anything and came to his aid, but would he do the same? Yes and No.

You were laying down on the bed waiting for your husband. You honestly were getting worried because it’s 4 am and he never is out no later than 2 am. He did call you and say that he was heading to the club with his men and that you should get some sleep, but you couldn’t help but to worry about him.

You were watching the 4am news when suddenly you saw something you wished you didn’t see, “ Breaking news, there was a violent shooting around 2 am this morning, leaving multiple deaths and 2 wounded heavily, sources says this is the effect of the gang violence between Bonten crime organization and CG crime organizat-”, The news reporter says with visuals of one of the nightclubs Bonten owns. It was a terrifying sight to see and you had to call Manjiro.

Meanwhile in the Bonten headquarters, Mikey was getting his wounds fixed while Kakucho was beside him doing the same thing. This was the worst hit they’ve gotten and they just knew someone was a traitor, and Ran was the first to point it out, it’s usually Sanzu. Bonten was secured and locked with the safety of their own club, so why would their enemy suddenly attack them when they didn’t even make it known they were showing up to the club they least visit.

Mikey was on the phone with Yasire’, his ex- wife. She was the one he truly cared and loved this entire time. Kakucho and the others even liked her more than you because she actually helped him, meanwhile to them it felt like you were a show off type of woman. They knew he needed someone like Yasire’ and not you.

“ Are you okay, Manjiro? Do you want me to come over there?”, Yasire’ says into the phone, already getting her keys.

Mikey almost smiled at that and was about to answer when suddenly your name popped up and he just let it ring as the doctor was patching up his stomach. He felt sick of you and he needed you to get out of his mind and life because you were draining him and he didn’t even have a reason for why you were draining him.

“ Mikey?”, Yasire’ asks, wondering why he suddenly showed the expression of irritation. He smiled again once he saw her face and voice on the other side of the FaceTime call, “ Huh, baby? Right, what were we talking about?”

Sanzu happily answered for him, “ Invite her over, I want some of her snacks out of her bag, the other one doesn’t carry good snacks like Yasire’ does.”, Sanzu says, earning a heavy sigh from Rindou.

Rindou was the only one who thought that you didn’t deserve this. He honestly thought you were great for Mikey. Mikey always smiles and laughs with you, but then again he does that with Yasire’ too. Only with you his smile and laugh was fake, anyone could see that but you, it seems. Rindou also thought you had a funny and beautiful personality matching your pretty ass face and body doesn’t matter what size you are either, they all needed a you in their lives, Mikey just didn’t cherish what he has.

Mikey chuckled, actually chuckled before speaking, “ Come over, we missed you.”

Yasire’ smiled before saying okay and hanging up the phone. She knew about you and still didn’t care because why would she, after all you took Mikey from her and now she took him back.

Mikey smiled at the phone and couldn’t wait for Yasire’ to come. Oh, how much he loves her. God, he wished he would choose differently.

You, on the other hand, was on your way to Bonten headquarters after getting a text from Rindou saying that they’re all okay and that Mikey’s fine and was here at the HQ. You originally texted all of them and the others ignored you or blocked you, meanwhile he didn’t.

You honestly didn’t know why Mikey didn’t answer his phone. You suddenly remembered that he doesn’t kiss you goodbye or say that he wants to take you out or make love to you like he always did for these past few months.

Maybe he was cheating? No. No. No. he’s hurt right now and you’re thinking about that, what was your problem? Is this why he hasn’t been really speaking to you, have you become insecure about this relationship with him.

You scratched the thoughts out your head and continued driving to their headquarters.

Yasire’ was already there and was now hugging everyone, “ Oh, I missed you all, how did you all get caught like this in the first place, you look like hell.”

Ran smiled while pouring himself a drink, “ That's because we were fighting for our lives cherry head, why red anyways?”

Yasire’ was about to answer when she got pulled on Mikey’s lap making him grunt in the process because of his wounds, “ Mikey! Anyways, because I wanted to try a new approach, you like it, slick back?”

Everyone laughed at her corny joke while Ran held up his glass, “ That's up for your husband to decide, isn’t that right Mikey?”

Mikey huffed before nodding, “ Mhmm, you look so damn good, I wish I could see you everyday and everynight, instead I’m stuck with her.” The way Mikey said her was supposed to offend you , but the others felt the venom from that word and felt like he was talking to them.

Mochi chuckled, “ Damn, Mikey, you really don’t like y/n, huh?”

Mikey chuckled a little before rubbing a hand over his face, “ You have no idea, she adds on to my stress and doesn't even know it. She constantly worries and nags about me like shut the hell up and just fuck me. Shit! She can’t even do that right.”

The men and the woman laughed at his response. Yasire’ spoke up, “ Why don’t you just drop the bitch, if she can’t even satisfy you why are you even with her?”

Mikey kissed Yasire’ on her lips a few times before answering, “ Why can’t I be with you? I never stopped loving you and hated that she was a temptation I couldn’t resist, now I’m trapped with the most boring and weakest person ever. Believe me, I gave the bitch a hint but she doesn’t even see it.”

Everyone laughed until suddenly they stopped when Rindou got up and paused from where he was standing looking at someone with full remorse for something he didn’t even do. Everyone looked from where he was looking and gasped when they saw you with the most tired expression they saw on your face.

You didn’t even want to cry in front of all of them because you knew they were faking with you since the night of that party. He never even holds you like that so you just silently stared at every last one of them.

Yasire’ and Mikey were too busy gripping and kissing each other to not realize everyone got quiet. They didn’t notice until Takeomi spoke up, “ Why are you here?”

You cleared your throat and walked in further with your hairstyle and clothes slightly wet from the rain outside, “ I wanted to see if you all were alright, looks like you all are, nice to see you Yasire’. I’ll be getting my clothes out of your room Mikey.”

“ Oh, don’t bother, I threw them out, I paid for them didn’t I? So you could kindly walk back out of here. Don’t make this harder than it has to be y/n.”, Mikey says with his usual threatening and dark voice.

You stepped back before taking one last look around the living room and at everyone before holding eye contact with the sympathetic eyes of Rindou. You smiled at him letting him know you forgive him and it was not his fault.

“ Okay.”, You say before turning back and heading out the door and past security. Meanwhile, the men and the woman were cheering loudly as you heard Mikey’s last words, “ Don’t let that woman anywhere near this place again, understand? If she comes back, kill her.”

You felt it, you felt the salty tears coming out your eyes as you got in and started the car. You tried to get your tears out of your eyes before you started driving, so you sat there. Just like that, Yasire’ won after all these years. She never liked you since you met Mikey and supposedly stole him from her when in reality, they were broken up. You were neutral but her—she hated you.

You seen the glimpse of admiration in Mikey’s eyes when he looked at her in contrast to his dull black eyes when he looked at you. You thought you were helping him since he was back to eating like the old Mikey and his eyebags weren’t as heavy as they were. Turns out you weren’t the one helping at all, it was Yasire’ all along.

You pulled out the driveway when suddenly Rindou came out and everyone else came out after him and started waving at you in mockery. Meanwhile, he wanted to comfort you. He was closer to you than he was to Yasire’, he was going to call you later for sure.

You hurried and pulled off with anger, sadness, and resentment filled in your heart and tears streaming down your face. You tried to wipe them as you moved down the road. You stopped at a red light and collected your tears before an expensive car rode past since it was turning at the other light, firing bullets aimed at your car. They’ve been watching you since you came out of Bonten’s HQ. They didn’t know who it was in the car because of the tinted windows, all they wanted was revenge.

Three bullets hit you, one in your arm. Another in your side and another one in your shoulder. You thought this car was bulletproof since Mikey said it was, turned out he lied about that but why? Did he want you dead that bad? Damn!

The car pulled off and someone who was walking nearby called an ambulance for you. You felt like this was your last day on earth. What a shitty way to leave this world huh? When you meet with the afterlife, you gotta ask them why they chose this death for you.

You started thinking about your family and friends.

“ Y/n would you help me with this”, your mother says while cooking in the kitchen for your birthday. You almost smacked your lips because you honestly hated cooking with her, she’s too strict in the kitchen.

“ Get that paprika out of the cabinet and put it on this meat, when you put it on the meat, sprinkle just a good amount, not too much, not too little now.”, You mother says as you did what she told her.

Your little niece and nephew came running in the kitchen laughing and playing when your mother held up the spatula cursing them out, “ Let me tell y’all something, stop running in my goddamn kitchen, y’all better be lucky I didn’t put on the cake yet. Now, would you two please go sit down somewhere.”

You laughed at them playing and hitting each other while leaving the kitchen before your mother spoke up again, “ I tell you, those two act just like you and your brother and sister did. All three of y’all irritated the hell out of me, but I love you all to death. Always remember that.”

You heard a deep voice call your name, but you just wanted to keep walking to the end of the path where the light was until you suddenly got dragged back. In reality, you were now being carried to the ambulance truck with Rindou by your side with tears in his eyes while his brother called everyone else in the background.

You felt a hand reach for your hand as they strapped you to the stretcher and multiple sayings of “hang on” and “ I’m gonna be right behind you”. You knew the voice and wanted to smile but couldn’t because you needed to breathe.

Rindou felt like he couldn’t even think because you just got hurt by the enemy and Mikey or anyone else aren’t really believing it. The only reason he knew it was because his brother had everyone on speaker.

When he heard Yasire’ giggle, he lost it, “ Ran! Hang up the phone, there’s no use in talking to stupid bitches, now let’s go before I really put a hit out on Yasire’, I’m feeling murderous right now and she’s gonna be my main target and right now I don’t give a fuck how mi-”

“ Ok!”, Ran yells before hanging up the phone quickly. He smirked at Rindou, “ I knew you liked y/n, I knew it.”

Rindou ignored him and got in their car while Ran got in the passenger seat. He pulled off thinking about you and only you. Did he like you? Only time will tell now.

When Rindou found out you were in a coma, he went on a binge of drinking and partying. He couldn’t handle it, he wanted to tell you everything he’s been meaning to say to you the day you came back after the vacation that you and Mikey had. He could see the sadness upon your posture, but it didn’t match your facial expression which showed happiness and gleefulness.

Another thing he hated is when the guys talked about you in an I’ll manner in front of Yasire’ and other women they were around. He especially hated it when they did it in front of him too. He always leaves the room when Mikey speaks about you. He used to hide his words but later on, Mikey words became more bitter making him have to bite his lip in order to not get killed, so he just leaves the room.

He visits you everyday and was the only one to visit until now when he saw Mikey with flowers and the rest of the men he mainly be around behind him when he entered with his own flowers and stories to tell. He never told Mikey and the others anything about what hospital you were at, only his brother, which means his brother spilled the beans. He had to because of the look he’s giving Rindou now.

Yasire’ was nowhere to be seen because just a few days ago, they learned that she was the one who put the hit out on Bonten. She was working beside her husband from Bonten’s rival gang. She used Mikey and Bonten, but had to pay the price in the most nastiest way.

Her face was torn off and fingers were gone, Rindou was the one torturing her this time while her husband now has flies flying over his body from Sanzu torturing him while laughing at his pleas. Mikey was stunned that he turned away and left the room. He was double crossed and this is his first time too.

“ Y/n, look I brought these flowers for you. I was hoping you’d be awake, but you’re in a coma…Tell me Rindou, why are you bringing my wife flowers and hiding where she stays?”, Mikey asks prior to turning around to face an irritated Rindou at the entrance.

Mikey continued not even letting him get a word out, “ She’s mine. Don’t you dare think about getting with her or near her. How dare you try to hide her in a unknown hospital when we own the fucking hospital Rin, how stupid could you b-”

Rindou couldn’t respond because he was watching your fingers move and finally your strangled voice called out to someone he never thought you would say.

“ Rin.”, You say before Mikey eyes widened at his wife speaking, only calling out the wrong name. Everyone else sighed in relief when they heard your annoying little voice again. They may not have liked you but that didn’t mean they didn’t have some “respect” for you.

Rindou hurried and grabbed your hand as you turned your head to him with low and tired eyes, “ Rin? That’s you? Thank you for watching over me and talking to me. You were the main reason I held on for this long. By the way, how long has it been?”

Rindou smiled before sucking up his tears, not wanting to cry in front of his comrades and his boss, especially over his wife who he didn’t get a chance to divorce yet, “ It’s been two months, n/n.”

Everyone paused because he never called you a nickname before so why now. Did he have a death wish?

You tried to smile but ended up coughing, which made him hurry to bring the cup of water to your mouth, but you laughed because they were little coughs, “ God Rindou! I’m okay, I just need to breathe, slow down and sit down, I’ll talk to you soon.”

Rindou nodded before sitting down and moving his leg up and down anxiously. He knew he could either be turned down or shot for you. He didn’t want any of that.

You slowly moved your head to Mikey, “ You. Why are you here? You cause me this pain, look at me Mikey! Look!”

Mikey couldn’t look at you because he turned the chair to the wall and sat down, staring at it with silent tears. He couldn’t face you, not after putting you through hell and back.

“ And you all! Why the hell are y’all here, hmm? Did you come here to laugh or take pictures, which one?”, you ask, trying to keep your sentences short so you don’t have to do a lot of talking.

Sanzu being the smart ass he is spoke up, “ I mean we could have but then I don’t want anyone like y-”

Mikey stood up at the same time as Rindou and they both scared Sanzu because of the look they were giving him. Mikey pointed a finger to the door, “ Out. All of you!”

Most of them sighed before touching your covered feet or tilting their heads on the way out, meanwhile Rindou stayed where he was making his brother, who was the last one to stop to try to grab him. He suddenly snatched away from Ran and declared he’s staying no matter what. Ran sighed before stepping out and closing the door— standing right beside it just in case anything goes down between his brother and his boss, Mikey.

Mikey gave Rindou a stare that had malicious intent and you could feel it, so you spoke up, “ What could you possibly say that he can’t hear?”

“ Y/n, let’s not do this and just come home with me.”, Mikey says, taking your hand.

Rindou laughed before speaking up, “ How dare you? How dare you act like you care about her just because the other girl slipped up and fucked you over. Now you want to come back to her.”

Mikey snapped his head to Rindou, “ I’m speaking to my wife! Are you going against me!” Rindou did nothing but laughed until you spoke up, “ He's Not going against you, Mikey. Rindou, baby, can you step out for a minute? I’ll yell if he tries to strangle me while I’m at my weakest.” It was a joke but Rindou took it seriously while Mikey's facial expression dropped in disbelief and sadness. Did you always think he’ll do that to you? And why are you calling Rindou baby?

Rindou smiled when he saw you nod your head before stepping out with a smile on his face at the word baby until he was slapped in the back of his head by Ran, who was shaking his head at his little brother.

Inside the room, You and Mikey stared at each other in utter silence.

He was about to speak when you suddenly spoke before him, “ I want a divorce!”

He was stunned as he gulped down his fear that was laced as spit, “ Y-”

You shook your head, “ No, don’t argue, just agree and get out. It’s for my mental health and I refuse to be with someone who treated me like shit because let me ask if she would’ve never betrayed Bonten, would you still be with her?”

Mikey tried to walk to you but you held up your hand, so he spoke instead, “ Y/n, plea-”

“ Manjiro shut the fuck up and answer the fucking question!”, You yelled in anger and exhaustion.

Mikey gulped before looking away and nodding his head confirming not only his answer but his divorce too. He was letting you go because he knew he was bringing you pain when you said your final words to him.

“ Great! That’s all I needed. The divorce papers will be sent to your office. Goodbye Mikey, it was a glorious ride, now see yourself out please and send Rindou in.”, You say not caring about his hurt expression.

Mikey slowly trudged to the door and opened it but not before stopping to say one last thing while Rindou was standing at the door opening, “ Have a good life y/n, you were the one who made me happy all this time. I was blinded before and now I’ve gotten my happiness taken from me again.”

He then looked at Rindou with hatred and admiration in his eyes, “ Take care of y/n for me, Rindou.” On his way out he thought heavily about you and Rindou. He wanted to know what was so special about Rindou, he found out while sitting on the bench outside the hospital with tears in his dead eyes : it was the love and care he gave you that he couldn’t give you. He will always hate himself for giving you and Rindou the chance to love each other, but it’s for your own good.

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THEIR DAUGHTERS GETTING LOVE LETTER FROM BOYS

Haitani Ran, Sano Manjiro, Haruchiyo Sanzu

Haitani Ran

Pitter-patter pitter-patter footsteps could be heard coming from the kindergarten hallway. Ran smiled brightly once noticing the pigtails of his daughter. 'Dadaaa!' squealed his daughter (Fuyumi) while running to him. 'How was school, darling?' he asked while fixing her bangs. 'Today was awesome! I got a present!' 'Ohh? What is it that you got?' 'This chocolate!' she said while shoving the chocolate to her dada. Ran got curious as he saw a tiny letter attached to the wrapper. He softly took it and read the content. His face reddening in anger and jealousy. 'What is this, darling?' 'A love letter from Makito-kun hehe!' Ran could see how Fuyumi is having heart-eyes right now making him a tad bit more jealous, 'Noo! You promised you won't accept love letters from anyone until you are much older!' 'What do you mean?! I am older now! I am five!!' He could only sigh at her response, not knowing how to lecture her when she was looking all cute with those puppy eyes. 'I will tell Uncle Sanzu's son that you got a new guy. You know how he promised to marry you when you guys are old enough, right?' Fuyumi widened her eyes and begged her father not to tell on her, afraid that the said lil man will accuse her of 'cheating' on him. Lol, Ran could only smile to himself, if this is the trick to let his daughter be with him a lil while longer, then so be it. Only then will he be able to cherish every milestones before she is finally growing up ♡

Sano Manjiro (Mikey)

Mikey currently was having a nap in the living room before heading back to the headquarter. A few minutes passed by before he heard the front door being opened and the yelling of his daughter (Hikari) calling out his name. 'Manjiro! Manjiro!' she yelled before stopping when noticing that her dad was currently laying on the sofa. She grinned before jumping on top of him, 'Ooff!' Mikey was fully awake now, being forcefully awaken by his dear daughter. 'Hey honey, you know you gotta be more respectful and call me 'dada' instead of by my name,right?' Mikey said while kissing her forehead. Hikari look at him confused, 'But aren't you Manjiro? My dada, Manjiro?' Mikey was about to reply when suddenly you barged into the room lol. 'MANJIRO!! LOOK AT THIS!!' he then sighed to himself, 'Babe!! You gotta stop calling me 'Manjiro' in front of her ya know, she followed your words and actions' he feigned sadness. 'Opps sorry love! Btw, look at this' you showed him the love letter which he then took to read. 'Omg! Is he handsome baby?!' he asked Hikari that was now on his lap. 'Yes! He got blue eyes and brown hair!! He is so handsome!' 'Handsome than me?' 'Ah ye- uhmm wait-' she stopped her words, knowing that it will only make him sad 'idunno...' she said softly. 'I can't hear you baby, can you repeat that for me?' 'I guess he is handsome...but you are more handsome than him! I promise!' she chuckled awkwardly while looking at you for help. 'Ohhh is that so? Hmm I dunno baby, perhaps I will come to your school tomorrow and find him myself, how about that?' 'NO!' she said panickedly, knowing that it won't end up with happy ending. Mikey just laughed light-heartedly and nodded his head. Hmm let just do that later on, but she don't need to know about it. This is just to ensure her safety you know *wink eye, wink eye*

Haruchiyo Sanzu

Sanzu was now in front of the school gate, before noticing that his daughter (Arumi) was holding hands with a musty-looking boy. Sanzu almost threw up at the sight before hurriedly walking to retrieve his beloved daughter. 'Hey baby! You look cute as always!' Sanzu picked up his daughter before walking off. 'Wait dada!! He wants to give me something!' Sanzu could only sigh and look back at the boy, 'What is it you wanna give to Arumi?' 'Here...' the boy blushed before he gave him the letter to pass to Arumi. Before Arumi could say thank you, Sanzu had first read the content and ended up scolding the boy, telling him off and how he will not be suitable for his beloved, pretty, and cute Arumi. The boy could only cry while nodding his head, before cleaning his snot with his sleeve and running to the other direction. Sanzu smiled proudly before looking at Arumi who was now having enraged eyes, 'I am reporting this to mommy! You are being mean for no reason!' she nagged at him, explaining how he just wanna be her friend but Sanzu was being too overprotective. Whatever, Sanzu just laughed at her blabbering, knowing damn well that he could not deny the fact that he is overprotective towards her. Who cares? She is his daughter, and he loves her as much as he loves you! And wants to protect her as much as he can, be it from a guy, a snotty boy, whoever!

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