#kakucho x platonic reader

[gatitties]

Remember me

─ Izana Kurokawa x fem!reader

─ Summary: you know your neighbor's 'stepbrother' but certain problems prevent you from being together

─ Warnings: none

Izana deserves all love in the world 🫂

"Shinichiro? Where are you going so early in the morning?"

The boy stopped before getting on his motorcycle, watching as your little body peeked out of your garden gate, big curious eyes watching his every move.

"I'm going to visit someone."

You hummed softly, you had a bad night's sleep today and that's why you decided to go out and water your mother's plants, your problem with your interrupted sleep was more common than you would like and it was not the first time that you watched as your neighbor Shinichiro would go out some days early in the morning, only this time you dared to ask him.

"Can I go with you? I want to meet your friends too Shin!"

The adult sweated as he watched you get impatient for an answer, wouldn't anything bad happen if he took you right? He was just going to make his usual visit to Izana at the orphanage, and from what he had heard from your father, you didn't have many friends other than Mikey because you were neighbors, the kids in your class didn't seem to take you much into account, it's not like they would mess with you directly, but they just ignored you like you didn't exist. Maybe you could make friends there.

"Sure, let your parents know so they don't worry."

"Yes, sir!"

You ran home to leave a note while the older Sano went to get a helmet for you, you simultaneously left the houses that were in front of each other, shared a smile and immediately the roar of the vehicle's engine flooded your senses.

The trip wasn't too long, you didn't have time for Shinichiro to park, you impatiently jumped off the bike almost giving the poor man a heart attack, he sighed at your hyperactivity, saying that you should calm down before entering.

But you couldn't help being anxious to meet new possible friends, you walked away from the man's side when he started trying to flirt with the girl in the small reception ─let's emphasize trying─, you ventured to explore alone, reaching the backyard of the orphanage where there were some kids running around the place, others on some swings or in the sandbox at the back. But your attention was mainly focused on a boy who stood out from the rest, a large scar stood out on his face, not to mention his two-colored eyes due to loss of vision in one of them, but it bothered you to see how other boys seemed intimidate him so you silently approached behind their backs, close enough so that the scarred boy could see your face between the other two's shoulders.

"BOO!"

The two boys screamed in fear because they hadn't noticed your presence, you couldn't blame them, you were always so silent when the situation required stealth, you laughed at their pale expressions of fright.

"What the hell!? Come on, this girl is a weirdo…"

You stuck your tongue out at them, making shameless mockery of them regardless of their bad looks towards you, at this point you didn't care, you turned to face the boy who remained completely silent, he hadn't talked to many girls, let alone defended him because no one else did it aside from Izana, he opened his mouth to speak but you got ahead of him, getting too close to his personal space.

"Hello! What's your name? That scar is very cool by the way! How did it happen? You can see? It doesn't hurt right?"

Your nose was practically touching his nose, innocent curiosity made Kakucho overwhelmed by your amount of energy and closeness, he couldn't even form an understandable sentence in his mind to answer you, luckily your neighbor and his friend arrived preventing you from giving him a heart attack.

"Is this girl messing with you Kakucho?"

"There you are! You can't just disappear out of nowhere and wander off alone."

Each one approached their acquaintance, Izana looking at you suspiciously while Shin was calmer after being scared not to see you next to him after he was rejected by the receptionist and his 'stepbrother' laugh at his misfortune.

"It's okay Shinichiro, I just made a new friend!"

You ignored the intimidating look that Izana gave you as you took Kakucho's hand to indicate that he was now your new friend without even knowing his name because you hadn't even given him time to talk and the poor boy got very nervous about your intrusion. Izana clucked, not trusting you, he knew that his friend didn't mind other people's comments as much as before, but if you were trying to make fun of him he wouldn't mind hitting you.

"Well… I'm glad you've made a friend, he's Izana, whom I've come to visit."

"Nice to meet you Iza, let's be friends!"

You let go of Kakucho's hand, grabbing the other's to move it energetically, with a wide smile, once again being captivated by the boy's pretty eyes and invading another person's personal space. He almost choked hearing you say his name as a silly nickname, being just as blushed as his friend by your blatant nonchalance and approach.

So you started to be friends with this duo, the heavy mornings that were drowsy due to your lack of sleep became more pleasant thanks to Shinichiro agreeing after talking with your parents to take you more often to the orphanage where the two boys lived, you stopped worrying so much about not having friends in class, you already had Izana and Kakucho by your side, and also Mikey and Baji who lived closer.

Over time your relationship grew closer to such an extent that Kakucho became like a watchdog to Izana, a loyal follower of someone who gave him the courage to live, while also finding himself being your 'little' bodyguard on request of the eldest, Izana had found himself too attached to you after he found out that Shinichiro was not related to him, he felt betrayed and devastated, he found comfort in your voice those late nights when your dream was complete shit and you both needed the presence of the other to cope with the whole situation.

The situation got worse when Shinichiro's tragic death happened, you saw him as an older brother figure and it caused you to go into a slight depression, luckily you were able to let go of all the bad thoughts after some recovery time, and yet you came back to fall when Izana went to correctional, you had some therapies for a month after that and your psychologist recommended you to visit Izana, walking away from him was not the best option when they knew you still found comfort in him.

For a year you were accompanying Kakucho to visits and everything was quite normal, nothing changed in your small group of friends, at least not in you, the boys seemed a little more distant when they talked about certain topics and you were completely oblivious to anger containing Izana against another of your friends and neighbor, Mikey. Not wanting you involved in his plan for when he was released, and at his request, Kaku began to distance himself, not because he wanted to, but he needed to stay in the shadows for a while and contact people they didn't want you involved with.

Even so, you understood that maybe he was busy with his studies, both you and he were the same age and the school didn't give you a break, at least you saw both of them on visits and it was nice until out of nowhere, you disappeared without saying anything or leave a trace. The first week Izana thought you were just too busy, a month after you didn't visit him he got worried, three months later he started to think something had happened to you, five months later he was furious because according to Kakucho you had ignored him when he met you for the street. Izana was very spiteful, he loved you very much and there was a special place for you in his heart, but he felt as if you had stabbed him directly. Maybe it was because of the orders he gave to Kakucho? Because you found out that they were moving in the shadows to form a gang?

He knew that you knew all that, you were informed about the generations of the Black Dragons and Toman, but you decided to just ignore the whole thing, maybe they went too far with it and you didn't like it? Did you just want to break ties with him? He was completely furious, Mikey wouldn't be the only one he was going to visit after he was released.

With that the three years passed and he was released, formed Tenjiku, becoming a known gang in no time thanks to planning while he was arrested, but before finishing his master plan, he had unfinished business with someone, yes, you. He had sent some of his men to watch over you, he just wanted to have a moment of the day where he could have you all to himself, he didn't want unnecessary interruptions so here he was.

It was the anniversary of Shinichiro's death, you had bought some flowers to put on his grave, you would have liked to go with Mikey, but he had some business to attend to, although he said it wouldn't be long and maybe you could spend some time visiting his brother's grave together. You left the bouquet of flowers on the stone slab, sighing and smiling a little, remembering the only moments you could remember of the man, until you were interrupted by someone who sat next to you, his hair was white and he had pretty lavender eyes.

You felt him familiar, and you were sure that if you were as impulsive as when you were younger, you would already have your face glued to his, adoring the beauty that radiated from him.

"It's cheeky to stare at someone you know and not even say hello, you know?"

"Huh?"

"You know, I can't hate you even if I feel hurt for simply disappearing from my life."

"Excuse me? I think you are getting the wrong person… I don't know you?"

It was more a question than a statement, not even you were sure you knew him, the confusion on your face made Izana's blood boil, were you trying to play with him? Did you want to end his existence in your mind so much that you decided to erase him from your memory?

"You're really starting to annoy me…" he grabbed your wrist roughly, exerting enough strength to make you feel uncomfortable "Don't give me that shit, you can't just play not remembering someone you've shared almost all your childhood."

He started to loosen his grip on your wrist when he saw how scared and nervous you were, completely contrary to your behavior with him, it was like he stabbed himself because he was the one that caused that reaction.

"S-sorry, I just- I don't really recognize you, I understand that you're upset, I'm still trying to recover my memories, I guess we were acquaintances?"

"What do you…? Recovering what…?"

Little dolls of Izana inside his head were running from side to side in the offices of his mind while it was on fire, it was his turn to look at you worriedly, all the aggressiveness he had against you, all his rancor, had vanished as soon as he heard you.

"Yes, I uh… I had an accident two years ago, I lost a large part of my memory, I'm sorry I don't recognize you, but maybe we can start over? Like if we meet again? I'm sure that can help my memory."

Well, he sank into a bottomless pit of misery and regret seeing that not only was it not your fault that you didn't visit him or recognize Kakucho that day, but you were also trying to be nice after he hurt you, he looked as you reached out your hand to shake it, however he gave in to his impulses, lunging at your arms, knocking you to the ground in the process.

You had no choice but to put your arms around his waist, it's not like you felt uncomfortable despite 'just meeting him', it was like a feeling that you had forgotten in the back of your mind, it was familiar and nice, plus you felt a little bad for him, you didn't know how important you would be to the boy and maybe he had been having a hard time without your presence. You continued like this for a few more minutes until he separated from you, apologizing in an almost inaudible murmur, he helped you up and you wiped the dust off your pants, giving him a small smile that is more characteristic of you.

"So, since we're going to start getting to know each other or something, what's your name?"

"Izana, Kurokawa Izana."

"Nice to meet you Iza… is it weird if I call you that? seems easier to me."

"No, it's perfectly fine, you used to call me that."

"Really? That's amazing, I guess I still have half a brain cell."

You chuckled, making Izana's piercing gaze silently admire you, an almost invisible smile decorating his features, however his gaze darkened as he met Mikey's lifeless eyes, quickly averting them, focusing on you again, it was his turn to reach out to you.

"How about we go for a walk? I would like to make you remember… and that you remember me."

He murmured the last thing so you wouldn't hear him, you accepted the proposal, joining your hands to get out of there but not before sending a message to the blonde who had watched the interaction in silence and that you hadn't seen because Izana distracted you so you wouldn't see him, his plan of battle between Tenjiku and Toman could wait a while, for now you were his priority.

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[cheesus-doodles]

If only life was always so simple.

Because I'm a simp with a soft heart and @purarupu 's talent has no limits, please have another absolute heartwarming piece of Izzy and Boss! 🥹 Thank you for your hardwork on such a gorgeous piece! (click for better res)

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[mysouleaten]

HES MY SON! ..AND YES HIM TOO!

PLATONIC! child! izana, kakucho x PARENTAL FIGURE! reader

summary ... kakucho was getting adopted! .. but that meant he had to leave izana--his king-- behind ... OH! never mind he's coming home with him too!!

warnings ... angst, fluff, small violence, injuries, reader is gentle and patient with her new sons, izana is untrusting at first, kakucho warms up quickly to reader ... more warnings later

an ... this is like a little snapshot of what I want to write.. maybe turn it into a small series?? if this gets enough love then maybe I will..

! this is also an au where izana found out earlier that he wasn't blood-related to shin

izana's wide lavender eyes stared in horror at kakucho's new adoptive parent

kakucho--his devoted servant--was being taken away from him

and he couldn't do anything about it--legally at least

kakucho who stood by his new adoptive parent looked back at izana with tear-filled eyes, he didn't want to leave izana here.. he wanted to be with him by his side forever

how were they supposed to build their kingdom if.. he was away from izana?-- his king.

his adoptive guardian had gently taken his hand and started to walk away with him.... leaving izana behind, his kingdom. his-

why did they stop?

"izana? why aren't you coming with us? it's time to go home! its getting late, you two must be hungry!"

wait, huh?

I might make a poll later and see if anyone would read this series?

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[cienfleurx]

𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄. ⁰⁰¹

✑ GENRE: slowburn. angst. nsfw 18+.

✑ WARNING: explicit language. mature themes. topics of violence and murder. stockholm syndrome (not the reader). sexual tension if you squint. reader is an executive. other bonten stuff. strictly mdni.

✑ SYNOPSIS: platonic love is a type of love that is neither sexual nor romantic; something that the executives have been feeling towards you for the past few years - or so they would like to believe.

(📂) ⇢ masterlist. 〡 (📂) ⇢ next chapter.

CHAPTER ONE | PLATONIC LOVE.

“No, because I’m gonna kill your fucking whore if you don’t give him to me!”

First thing in the morning and it was already a mess.

“Let’s just hope Boss gets here early.” one of the them muttered, as they heard another gunshot followed by the sound of what was most likely an ancient vase shattering. Poor Takeomi, he'll be furious to see his million-dollar vase broken into pieces by the four executives wreaking havoc on the first-floor corridors.

The majority of the personnel in the lobby couldn't help but sigh as they witnessed the present predicament occurring at the headquarters. It was just another day, another round of chaos from the foolish executives who had been attempting to murder each other for the nth time in the preceding years. Supposedly, these individuals were the said top dogs of the syndicate, but seeing all of this happen before their very own eyes had them doubting at the back of their mind, but not to the point of questioning their position as higher-ups.

The reason? Peluda, your Foldie Cat, had been kidnapped by the Bonten Trio yet again, as you chased their tails with a loaded Glock; a sight that did not even surprise them anymore.

“You.” the receptionist flinched when all of a sudden, you called for his attention, his Adams apple bobbing from your nerve-wrecking presence. You darted a glare at him as you motioned your head. “Get that fucking woman here. I’ll sample that son of a bitch why he should never mess with me.”

Sanzu came to a halt as he heard the command. Ran and Rindou, who had been tossing the Foldie Cat back and forth, are in the same boat. His emerald eyes fixated at the receptionist, glowering at his trembling frame when he caught sight of his movement ready to leave as if he was about to heed the woman's order.

“Don’t you dare.”

“You heard me.” you taunted the man, heading towards him with the cold metallic weapon in your grip. “I’ll bury a bullet on your head if you hesitate once more.”

“Goddamn chill, woman. Mikey will be furious if you touch Himari.” Ran tried to alleviate the tension, but you only shot him a look, positioning the pistol towards his direction. 

“Shit wouldn’t happen if you just give him back to me.” you spat.

Rindou rolled his eyes, plopping down the fluffy cat on the floor as its furry self rushed towards you, its paws trotting fast away from the devils that made him undergone the worst traumatic experience so far in order to rest in your arms, its quivering figure calming down a little when you stroke the base of its ears. “Okay, fine. Geez, can't even take a joke.”

You snarled at him, firing a bullet close enough to graze his cheek.

“Fuck!”

“Your dick is coming next if you fuck with me again.”

“No shit sherlock. This is why cats are the only bitches you have.” Rindou retorted, causing Sanzu and Ran to laugh like maniacs when your face contorted into some sort of displeasure before retreating into the endless corridors.

Truly, the executives couldn't go a day without feeling the satisfaction of holding your suffering in their hands.

Shit has been too hard ever since you became one of the notorious executives in Bonten; it didn't help that these jackasses were always picking on you, making you almost regret taking the title that Sano Manjiro had bestowed on you. They made it a thing to annoy you on a daily basis. Either with the ultimate love of your life being thrown in the air; the ball of sunshine disguised as cats, or with the set of difficult tasks they assigned to you, which almost led to a meeting with the grim reaper if it weren’t for luck backing you up.

Not once did they leave your presence alone; always treating you as if you were a toy who amused them each time you retaliated with your renowned Glock 19 in the clutch, and bothering you every day until all you see is red, firing bullets in the corridor until Takeomi scolds you for damaging his invaluable porcelains. 

However, despite the escapades and monkey tricks that they been pulling so far, best believe that there was not an actual bad blood happening between the both of you. This is just a daily occurrence of how the executives showed their love on one another. You, pointing their gun to them, while they made a run for it. You, threatening their lives, while they indulge in the satisfaction at the sound of your furious clicking heels stomping hard against the glistening marbles.

Surely, things would have been easy if only there were a bunch of Kakucho roaming around the organization, or if the other executives shared the same build as him — respectful, well-mannered, and real mature. He was one of the few gentleman who is courteous to women like you despite being a notorious criminal, and he earned your respect for that.

Just like right now, Kakucho Hitto was being a huge help and you couldn’t be anymore thankful to him for existing in this embodiment pit of hell.

“God. That’s the spot, Kaku. Push it more right there.” you groaned at the feeling of his thumb pressed against your shoulder blades, giving your tense muscle a light squeeze now and then as you relished under his massage. Today was one of those days when you and the navy-haired shared paperwork in his office, and as usual, Kakucho would lend a helping hand by massaging your stressed shoulder after too much documentation processing. Didn’t even help the fact when he found you worn-out in his doorstep, knowing the mess that you had probably just encountered with the Bonten Trio, Kakucho knew that you badly needed some relief over your exhaustion.

“Did I do it right?”

“Yeah. Just squeeze it like that.”

Kakucho did what you told, and you couldn’t help but hum.

“What the actual fuck.” Kokonoi exclaimed under his breath, eyes judgy at the scene playing in front of him. “For a second, I thought you guys are doing the thing.”

Kakucho blushed, because he too, agreed that when you moan like that, it sound like he was pleasuring you.

“Shut the fuck up, Hajime.”

“Can’t blame me. You just fucking moan, alright. Moan.”

“Moans doesn’t always need to be sexual.” you grumbled. 

“Whatever. Kakucho,” Kokonoi called out the navy-haired who seemed to be in a trance until the following words of the silver-haired reached his ears. “Himari’s in Sanzu’s office. You joining?”

You inaudibly sighed at what Kokonoi meant.

So, they were at it again.

Himari Ukishima; the poor woman you had threatened to take life earlier was out there, in Sanzu’s office yet again to pleasure all these executives’ dick.

The woman wasn’t even a whore to begin with. Mikey just found her enticing enough when he passed by a university, and decided to let the Bonten Trio kidnapped her and took her into the headquarters, and she’s been here for what? Almost a year now? Fucking and taking care of their cocks like the good girl she was.

She was basically a girl what the executives wanted; someone they wanted to corrupt and strip off their innocence, and they were no doubt successful from it. It’s Bonten — the worst criminal organization in Japan, what can you say? They fucked her dumb enough for her to develop Stockhold Syndrome. Crazy, you must say. She was one of those victims of their sensual gratification who had fallen deep into the lion’s den to bother escape or even ask for you help, which didn’t surprise you anymore as you think she’s also enjoying the feeling of five cocks in her body whenever you heard her pleas and whines.

“Quiet down, or I won’t hold back putting a bullet through her brain this time.”

You threatened, yet Kokonoi merely let out a smug grin, crossing his arms. The type of woman you are; all bark and no bite. He knew you would never do that. Himari Ukishima is Mikey's most-prized possession. Killing her means defying him, and you weren't one to disobey his orders.

Despite portraying the cold demeanor, Kokonoi knows how much of an obedient woman you are to Mikey.

He was your King; much like to how Sanzu worships him.

“Jealous cause you got no bitches?”

You scowled, growing tired of their old joke of teasing how you got no men to pleasure you. “What’s with you and the others flocking over my bitches?”

Sure, there were some of them, particularly from the clubs you own, though they weren’t like like Himari who had remained the longest period with them. Your sex drive was crazy; no man was able to withstand it and had always been the first one to pass out of consciousness before you could. Therefore, as naturally as you would, you had them dispose and let it be a memory of a one-night stand instead of keeping them by your side. 

However, Bonten would like to think you were just bore in bed that’s why you have no whores in your side. Little did they know, though.

“Well, maybe if you find a man who can last with you then we can stop. Though, I doubt you can find anyone as good as us.”

You raised a brow, intrigued.

"You implyin' something, Hajime?"

He hummed, something within his eyes flashing an emotion you couldn’t quite recognize in your years of being so-called friends.

Instead of responding, Kokonoi only brushed off the question with his right hand, leaving you on Kakucho's office to think if he actually meant something behind his words or he was just messing around with you to rattle your emotions — well, that is, until one by one, you heard sinful groans, whines, and skin slapping from the office next door that made you bury your face on your palms, damn interrupted from thinking and even working from the paper works.

"Stupid fucks, I told them to quiet down." 

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[reallyromealone]

hi!!!! I'm back with re-reading your works since I caught a flu and can't do anything really. sooo, idk if it has been asked already, but can I request for Izana being adopted by the reader? will things be different? how would he react? oh, and of course please don't forget Kaku. I can't imagine the two of them being separated. thank you! you can ignore this if you want 🫶🏼

This is so cute.

X

(Name) was absolutely taken by the two young boys before him, Izana and Kakucho were their names.

"So...you adopted us both?"

"Of course, you can't seperate best friends right?"

Izana and Kakucho were very attached to (name), the man kind and caring.

"So this is your room, I didn't know if you two wanted to share or have seperate rooms but if you guys decide you want seperate rooms we can always turn the spare into one of your rooms" (name) said softly and the two boys looked at the room in awe "there's plenty of space for your clothes and anything you guys want"

Izana wasn't crying.

Kakucho wasn't crying.

No proof.

(Name) saw the two set down photos beside their beds and had an idea.

When the two went to school (name) took the photos to the closest photo store and made copies slightly bigger.

He made sure everything was in place when they got home, the boys tired as they walked down the hall only to pause "since this is the family wall, I thought you guys should have your family there as well"

(Name) managed to get ahold of Izana other family, the Sanos and got into regular contact with the boys grandfather.

The two parties met regularly and at some point the boys went to sleep overs with Mikey and Emma, their half and step siblings and vice versa.

It was nice seeing them so happy.

(Name) was happy that his sons and sort of step kids got along, apparently Mikey invited other friends as well to the sleep over.

The trio went to the grocery store to get some snacks for the sleep over, the two excited as apparently Mikey was starting some form of group and wanted them and their friends to be apart of it.

The two kept the whole gang activities away from their dad.

He was a worry wort to begin with.

"Ok I think this is good, you two think you need anything else?"

"No dad"

"This is fine dad"

That was another development, they regularly called him dad.

He totally didn't cry when they said it.

(Name) drove them to the Sano dojo, also dropping off dinners to give Emma and Grandpa Sano a break "hello again Mr.Sano" (name) said as the three bowed to their elder, the old man letting them in "why don't you boys bring this into the kitchen, yeah?"

"(Name)?" Emma called out as she poked her head from the hall to see her sort of step dad "ah, hello Emma!" (Name) said to the girl "the boys are putting the food away, I made sure to pack your favorite" (name) said kindly and Emma beamed "thank you!" She bounced to the kitchen to get her beloved food before Mikey snagged it.

(Name) chatted with Mr. Sano for a bit, enjoying some tea as the doorbell rang.

Mikey had joined them at this point and answered the door, letting a handful of teens inside.

"Well I guess I best be off, have a good night Mr. Sano" (name) said and got up to leave only to see a bunch of teenagers staring at him wide eyed "oh hello! I'm Izana and Kakuchos dad" he greeted the teens who looked at him like he was a god.

Draken sighed, having met (name) before and he wouldn't deny that Izana and Kakuchos dad was a total dilf but come on.

Have some class.

"Well you kids have fun, behave and remember I love you" (name) said to his kids and step kids, grandpa Sano going to go watch his shows before bed.

"Kakucho, Izana" Baji said slowly and the two knew he was gonna say some dumb shit "your dad's a total dilf"

"Shut the fuck up" Kakucho seethed and then came the argument of if they would have a chance with the twos dad amongst the non Sano/(lastname)s.

Except Sanzu.

Because Sanzu knew that his brother was seeing (name).

Because he totally went through his phone once and knew that (name) was also making plans for the boys to meet each other and such.

For now though? He just watched the group fight like idiots.

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[dancingintherainwithchifuyu]

can you do what being kakucho’s little sibling is like please? have a good day

I'm so happy about this ask.

@1900-aria @blueparadis

One of the best boys to be an older brother, literally followed his mother around the whole time during the pregnancy.

Once his little sister was born he was constantly by her side.

Of course the boy bragged to Takemichi about having a little sister.

Unfortunately the day of the accident came.

It had destroyed both the hitto siblings to learn about their parents.

The two siblings shared a room until they were fully healed, most nights Kakucho had ended to sleeping next to her.

Because she had cried out for their parents.

Once they stared living in the orphanage, it was hard on both the kids since they had slept in separate rooms. Kakucho was always the first to go wait outside the girls room, asking her how she slept and about her dreams. Kakucho had grown protective after their parents had past, especially since some boys had tried picking on the two.

The young girl hid behind her brother as the platinum boy had approached them, worried that he might hurt her and Kakucho. When he suddenly complimented the boy's scar. Shocking both the siblings as they stared at the older boy, Izana took a step closer only for Kakucho to push his sister behind him more.

That's how the relationship started with the platinum boy, he had taken the two siblings under his wing. Often fighting along side Kakucho when someone had tried to look for trouble. And little (Y/n) had started clinging onto his side just like she did with her brother.

Being Kakucho's little sister means your Izana's too.

Sure the boys kept you at a distance whenever they got into fights, for your safety and not wanting you to get into trouble.

Kakucho is a very doting older brother, even if to the outside world he doesn't look like it.

He always picked you up from school along with Izana.

Fiercely protective of you as the two of you got older and tenjiku was formed.

Izana calls you the princess of Tenjiku.

You and Rindou get teased for being the baby siblings.

Ran sometimes braids your hair, since you liked his so much.

Izana definitely has two body guards for you, their not allowed to leave you alone.

Izana has a soft spot for you, you are his little sister in his eyes.

Lots of head pats from the tenjiku members, like full on ruffles messing up your hair.

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyorev x reader #tokyo revengers x you #tokyorev x yn #tokyorev x you #tokyo revengers x yn #platonic tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers fluff #kakucho fluff #kakucho hitto

[xiefuyu]

spoiled.

-- bonten x reader

🖤 — Tokyo Revengers

📝 — platonic relationship with everyone, cursing

:a/n — it's just some bonten execs spoiling the hell out of our Y/N

-- 1, 2

Surprisingly, a week after the incident with Sanzu drugging you to sleep, the upper echelons who loved throwing their work to you started to make their work themselves. Well, still with your help because they’re clueless as fuck as to how make a proper report. You almost wanted to tell them to fuck off and get the work done yourself but that just meant you’re okay with them dumping their work on you.

“Ran-san, that line is inappropriate.” you say for the nth time that afternoon. You’re hungry and tired and Ran decided to be a dumbass, purposely making mistakes in his report just so he could spite you with that lazy ass grin.

How badly you want to punch it off him.

“It’s my report, I will write whatever I want, doll.” you looked at him straight in the eye and,

“And your life is Mikey-san’s. If you want your cause of death to be because of a report containing inappropriate phrases, then go ahead and do so.” you deadpanned. He’ll be reporting this to Mikey and the other executives, after all.

“Touche.” he says, sighing. “Doll, can’t you just do it instead?”

“Change that line, Ran-san.” you point at his screen, ignoring his question. He groans and you smile fondly when he’s not looking.

He’s unbearable sometimes but you know he’s doing his best.

“What do you want for lunch, sir? I’ll buy it right now. It’s past lunchtime and you need to rest, too.” he looks at his watch and hums. “Let’s go have lunch, doll.” he says, standing up, not even bothering to turn off his laptop.

‘My treat.’ goes unsaid. Of course, you’ll protest when you get there but you know he’ll just use his position and label it as an order just so he could treat you.

All Bonten executives do.

“Y/N, come to my office.” 

You blink at your phone screen, surprised at Kakucho’s text. He rarely texts you so you’re worried that something might have happened. Without hesitation, you bolted out your office in a hurry for your boss’ office.

“Sir, I’m here.” you announced after knocking, not even waiting for Kakucho’s response before opening the door. He’s sitting on his chair, wide eyes looking up at your dishevelled state. “Did you run?” you clear your throat, flushed in the face before fixing yourself. “I apologise for my state, sir. Did you need anything?” 

You see his eyebrow rising in amusement and you want nothing more than to walk out his office, knowing he’ll say something that will make your heartbeat a little faster.

It’s not like you like him, you swear.

It’s just that…Kakucho has that charisma. An alluring one.

“Did you rush here in concern after receiving my text?” he asked, a soft smile on his lips. You bit the inside of your cheek, clearing your throat once again. “Yes, sir…I was worried because you rarely text me.” you admit and God, his balcony is open and you want to throw yourself out because of his soft laugh.

“Thank you, Y/N. And I apologise for scaring you. I just wanted help regarding this report that I’ll be giving to Kokonoi. You know, financial and stuff. You’ve been his secretary before, right? So I thought I'd get your help to fix any mistakes.”

Warmth spreads through your whole being at the thought of an executive thinking of you and your capabilities.

You knew it was what you signed up for in the first place - to help them - but it was still a good feeling for you.

“Oh, I’m glad you’re okay, Kakucho-san. And of course, please let me take a look.” you beam at him before walking towards his desk. It is then you see a box of your favourite biscuits and candies. He sees your line of sight and chuckles before pushing it towards your direction.

“A thank you gift for your help,” he says.

You gaped at him like a stupid fish before bowing, “I-it’s not needed, sir. But thank you so much!” he pats your head before you could stand straight. “Sit here, let’s start.”

Working with Kokonoi is the second most peaceful experience for you. He’s not a dumbass, not an asshole, and most importantly, he does his work right.

(Kakucho is your favourite working buddy but don’t tell the others that.)

“Kid, did you put this here?” he asked in a hushed tone, pointing inside his bag. You looked over at him, confused. Why is he asking such questions while the both of you are in the middle of an important mission?

You see a bag of candies, your favourites, inside his bag. “No, sir…Even though those are my favourites, I won’t bring them to missions.” Well, now you’re tempted to eat one but you’re literally in a life or death mission so no, you’ll maintain your professionalism and eat a bunch later when the mission’s done and you’re still alive.

“Fucking Sanzu must’ve put it.” he tsked, closing his bag before focusing on the task at hand. The both of you are currently infiltrating a secret base of an enemy and instead of being alone, Kokonoi insists on coming with you, saying you need guidance.

It’s just him being a worrywart.

“I'll be going now, sir.” you inform him when you see the enemies walking out. He grabs your wrist before you could even step away. “Kid, be careful.”

“Yes, sir.”

“I’m serious. Look at me. Be fucking careful.” you blinked at him, nodding. You’re also serious but hey, having Kokonoi worry over you is such a good feeling.

“I’ll be back as soon as possible, sir.”

True to your words, you successfully completed your mission with Kokonoi’s guidance. “Here.” he suddenly pushed a card to you.

A black card.

“Do you want me to buy something, sir?” you asked, confused as you hesitantly got hold of the card that probably holds your lifetime’s paycheck.

“I talked with someone who works at the candy factory.” he says, making you tilt your head in more confusion.

“And…?”

“Idiot, buy the whole factory! It’s your favourite candy’s factory.” as if that was the most obvious thing, he rolls his eyes at your dumbass.

But hey! It’s not everyday someone hands a black card to you and tell you to buy a fucking factory of your favourite candy!?

“S-sir, that’s–”

“An order.”

You groan, hiding your flushed face from his raised eyebrow and that smug smile on his lips. “Now get out, Sanzu will accompany you.” he pushes you out of the car and you’re wholeheartedly surprised that Sanzu is actually outside, waiting for you.

“Let’s go, kid. Gotta make sure they sell it to us.” of course he will be the one to accompany you, he’s in charge of negotiations for a reason.

“Sir, this is really too much.” you try protesting. “It was Mikey’s order.” that shuts you up, knowing you can’t go against your top boss so you walk behind Sanzu, head low, still red in the face.

You appreciate them spoiling you, really. But sometimes, it’s too much and you don’t know how to handle those kinds of things.

“Thank you…” you whispered loud enough for him to hear. He just grins and ruffles your hair. "Thank that money-greedy-white-haired-man."

Later on, you found out that it was actually Kokonoi’s idea and order, not Mikey’s.

“He wanted to treat you, what can we do? Refuse? No way, doll. You deserved it. Enjoy your candies.” Ran told you, a rare genuine and soft smile on his face as he pats your head as he leaves you to work on his report.

Oh well, might as well do their reports.

A/N; it's been a while! how's everyone? anyways, i need a kokonoi in my life please

@bontensbabygirl

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers fic #tokyo revengers imagines #tokyo revengers spoiler #sanzu haruchiyo x reader #haitani ran x reader #kakucho x reader #bonten x reader #bonten x yn #xiefuyu's #kokonoi hajime x reader

[rozcdust]

The little princess

Pairing: Haitani brothers x younger sister reader

Genre: Fluff, crack

Word count: 2.3k

Warnings: Canon divergent, ooc, profanity, Shion is a fucking moron, teaching kids swearing, if you’re one of those people who thinks platonic affection between siblings is weird please go away

pt. 1

Shion was only a tad bit salty that he was the only Tenjiku member to never be allowed to be left alone with you - with the exception of Hanma and Kisaki, Ran banned that in a heartbeat.

It’s not like you’d spontaneously combust and die on the spot under his watch, and come to think of it, he wasn’t even allowed to pick you up or throw you in the air as Mochi and Mucho did, Izana banned him from that personally, under the guise of, and, this is, in fact, the direct quote from the King himself:

“Madarame, you were born next to a nuclear power plant, got an IQ of 2 and got hit in the head with several rocks as a child. How do you expect us not to think you’ll kill y/n purely on accident?”

As if it was his fault the doctor dropped on the head upon birth.

At least you seemed fascinated by his tattoos, so he had that going on.

He huffed, not even noticing that Rindou, who was probably babysitting Shion more than he was babysitting you, excused himself to the bathroom, figuring leaving you alone with Shion for 3 minutes, tops, won’t hurt anyone if Ran and Izana don’t find out.

Oh, how wrong he was.

“Mr. Shion, why do you look mad?” You toddled up next to him, looking up in curiosity.

“Your brothers never wanna leave you with me alone. Or let me do your hair, even if Hanma is allowed to do your hair, and Ran hates him.” He absentmindedly booped your nose, sighing.

“Oh. Why?”

“Well, Ran just has a bad feeling about Hanma, apparently-“

“No, Mr. Shion, why don’t brothers let you watch me?”

Shion huffed, annoyed, pulling on the edge of your coat to straighten it out.

He personally thought he’d make a great older brother.

“They probably think I’d accidentally kill you. Or teach you a bad word.”

“Bad word? What is that?”

“Words kids under 10 can’t say.”

“Why?”

“They’re bad words.”

“Like what?”

“Fuck, bitch, cunt, probably?”

You tilted your head in utter confusion, causing the bow Kakucho fixed to your hair earlier to slip.

“Fuck? What does that mean?”

Shion knew, at that moment, that he fucked up.

“Don’t say that word!” Panicked, he glanced around, sighing in relief when no one else was around to hear you speak profanity.

“Fuck? Why?”

“No- Kiddo, you just can’t, wait until you’re older.”

“Is fuck like tattoos? Rinnie said I can’t get those until I’m older as well!”

“Please stop saying that word-“

You suddenly perked up, looking behind Shion with a grin.

“Ran!” Giggling, you sprinted past Shion to attach yourself to Ran’s leg, nuzzling your face into his thigh.

“Hi princess.” Ran gently fixed the bow on your head, offering you a small pat on the back.

Shion gulped, a sheepish smile on his face as he turned around to look at the eldest Haitani.

“Hi. Ran.”

Ran stood behind him with murder in his eyes and baton ready.

“Madarame.”

“You goin’ for a nap?” A small voice asked, the child’s head barely reaching the edge of his bed.

Ran smiled, turning to peer over the edge and into the face of the small girl, looking up at him with bright eyes.

Rindou took charge of her hair and clothes this morning, which meant she was wearing a frog onesie that was absolutely too big for her, almost swallowing her tiny frame, and sporting the single hairstyle Rindou ever really picked up, one that included two tiny braids on each side and an ungodly amount of butterfly clips.

Come to think of it, the hairstyle made her look a little like Ran when he was younger, and at this point, he had to wonder if Rindou did that on purpose.

“Yes, princess. Wanna nap too?”

Nodding fiercely, his younger sister gave a valiant attempt with trying to get up the bed on her own, but after a few failed tries where Ran merely looked on in amusement, she gave up, pouting and raising her hands towards him in a worldwide recognised motion for ‘Up!’

Slipping his hands underneath her armpits, he hoisted her up, much to her delight.

The one problem was, he continued holding her up, arm’s length away, grinning as she wrinkled her nose, pouting again, crossing her arms.

“Put me down?”

“No. You’re adorable when you get pouty.”

“Ran!”

He finally seated her on his lap, cooing as he kissed the top of her head. Carefully so as to not tug on her hair, he started removing the butterfly clips, setting them on his nightside table, to ensure they don’t break or tangle her hair during their nap.

“You’ll be a big girl soon, and big brother won’t be able to pick you up at all! So I wanna while I can.” Smiling softly, he pinched her cheek, softly ticking her neck in the process, making her squirm as she giggled, tryna push his hands away.

“That can’t be, Ran and Rinnie will always be able to pick me up.” Decisively nodding, she grinned up at him, “You’re both so tall and strong! I’m sure you’ll be able to pick me up in 10 years when you’re old and grey too!”

Tilting his head, Ran chuckled in amusement, finally removing the last clip before getting to unbraiding her braids.

“Baby, how old do you think Rindou and I are? We won’t be old nor grey in 10 years.”

“Oh,” Frowning in a way eerily similar to Rindou, the girl shook her head, “No, you’ll definitely be grey. You say I give you grey hairs whenever I wander off somewhere!”

“You know what, fair point.”

Finally finished with her hair, he ruffled it softly, giving her a peck on the forehead when she turned around to face him.

“We can sleep now?” Excitedly, she attempted to wrap her arms around his waist, but they proved to be too short for the task, much to her disappointment.

“Yes, princess, we can.” Finally laying down, y/n curled up on his chest, almost like a cat, warranting another chuckle out of the older man as he adjusted his arms to hold her, ensure she won’t fall.

Both of them were out like a light in mere seconds, not noticing Rindou calling out Ran’s name as he entered the room in search of his phone charger.

Quickly shutting up when he saw the sight, he chuckled, leaving to retrieve his polaroid camera, coming back to snap a quick shot of the two.

A soft smile made its way on his face as he watched it develop, showcasing Ran, more serene than he ever was awake, and y/n, her mouth slightly opened and hair tousled, her entire body gently moving up and down with each rise and fall of Ran’s chest, looking content and safe in her elder brother’s arms.

Leaving his glasses, the camera and the developed polaroid on Ran’s desk, Rindou cautiously crawled in under the covers, hoping to not disturb the two.

Ran, still asleep, extended his arm so it went over the side of the bed, opening a space for Rindou to settle in.

Rindou nestled up against Ran’s side, curling within himself as Ran unconsciously turned to his side, throwing an arm over both of his siblings as y/n slipped from his chest into the space between her brothers.

Rindou closed his eyes, relaxing his muscles, revelling in the comforting sound of Ran’s heartbeat and y/n’s even, steady breathing.

No matter what happens, his siblings will always feel like home.

“These look pretty.” Kokonoi commented, his fingers softly passing over the petals of a large bouquet displayed in the store.

Kakucho was merely a few feet away, curiously looking at ornaments.

“No, those aren’t the right flowers.” The small girl shook her head, nervously tapping her foot against the marble floor of the flower shop as she waits for a worker to come around, her hand extended to hold Kokonoi’s pinkie.

A worker finally appears, a smiling man with a pink apron and a neat ponytail.

He looks at Koko when he asks how may he help him, but you respond instead, politely saying ‘Excuse me?’ to draw his attention towards you.

“Hi, sweetie.” Smiling, the florist crouches down, clearly attempting hard to not coo at the small child sporting such a serious expression.

Kokonoi could understand, Ran has really outdone himself this morning when he dressed you up, braiding your hair into an intricate pattern resembling a halo, a purple heart-shaped clip, matching the colour of your frilly dress, holding back the few loose strands trying to escape.

You were cute enough to even coax out a smile from Mikey when he saw you this morning, politely asking him if he wanted some of your dorayaki.

“I’ll need two bouquets, please! One with purple orchids, and one with bluebells! Could you add a ‘Happy Father’s day’ card on both too, sir, pretty please?” Reciting as Kakucho and Kokonoi practised with you this morning, you looked up at Koko for approval.

He smiled, nodding.

“Why, aren’t you adorable? Are they for your daddies?” The florist got to work right away, grabbing flowers and snipping various ribbons as he started putting together the bouquets.

“No, my brothers!” Beaming, the girl was bouncing on the balls of her feet, excited whenever the worker asked her opinion about the colour of ribbons and glitter.

When you shyly asked Kokonoi a month ago, after he picked you up from school, if there were any chores for you to do so you could earn a little money, he was confused, after all, Ran and Rindou bought you everything you as much as laid your eyes on without a question, what could you possibly want that they didn’t want to buy you?

You shook your head, explaining that Father’s day is approaching, and when you said you wanted to surprise your brothers with bouquets, it took all of his self-restraint to not pull his wallet out of his pocket and empty out its content into your hands immediately, the idea so utterly adorable he agreed in a heartbeat.

He tried offering you to just give you the money, but you refused, polite as ever, shaking your small head and explaining how it had to be earned, after all, your brothers worked so hard and took such good care of you that it would be unfair to just accept a charity.

He agreed, and if the other Kanto Manji Gang executives saw you around with a tiny broom Kokonoi bought specifically for you (he feared the average sized one would fall on you and crush you), they didn’t question it, more often than not cooing when you refused any help instead.

Kokonoi offered you to name your price, and the comically small amount you chose was nowhere enough to actually pay for a bouquet, let alone two, but that wasn’t an issue, he’d shoulder the rest of the cost with no regrets.

The florist finished both bouquets after about ten minutes, and Kokonoi assumed you’d be bored by then, but you stood and waited, your impatience only showing by the way you started tugging on his coat, silently asking to be picked up.

Kakucho appeared just in time to pick you up instead, your small arm dutifully wrapping around his neck as he adjusted to support your weight and so you could still look at the florist, Kokonoi paid with the money you gave him earlier, and he allowed you to hold one of the bouquets, even if the comically large flower arrangement made it so you disappeared behind the vivid, soft flowers.

He picked up the other, and bidding the florist goodbye, they were on their way.

Kokonoi and Kakucho both secretly couldn’t wait for Ran’s and Rindou’s reactions.

“Hey, thanks for watching her, she really wanted to go with you two for some reason today-“ Ran opened the doors, looking as if he has just woken up, raising an eyebrow as he observed the two men standing in front of it, a lack of his younger sister obvious.

Ah, there you were, hiding behind Kakucho’s coat, small giggles escaping you as Koko and Kakucho both shielded you from Ran’s keen gaze.

“You should call Rindou.” Smiling softly, Kakucho took a step inside right after Kokonoi, closing the doors.

Still sceptical, Ran obliged, leaving briefly to drag his brother out of his room.

“What is it?” Impatiently, Rindou tapped his foot, his headphones halfway down his ears.

“Surprise.” Softly exclaiming in unison, Kakucho and Kokonoi parted, revealing you holding the two bouquets.

The bouquets were bigger than you, but you still insisted on being the one to hold them.

“Happy Father’s day!” Beaming, you took a clumsy step towards your brothers, holding out each of their respective bouquet towards them, “Thank you for taking care of me, and cuddling me when I have nightmares, and for never getting angry with me when I break something!”

Ran and Rindou kneeled down to be on eye level with you in sync, each of them taking the bouquet off your hands

“Thank you, sweetie.” Ran pulls you towards him to pepper kissed on your face, grinning wide with a soft expression.

“I bought orchids for you because your name means orchid! And Rinnie’s name means bluebell, so he got bluebells!”

Rindou does the same as soon as Ran lets you go, holding you in a firm hug.

“Thank you, princess.” Whispering, Rindou buries his face into your shoulder, the tiny space not doing much to actually hide it.

Ran’s soft smile turns into a shit-eating grin.

“Aw, Rin, you crying?”

“ShUT THE FUCK UP!”

You beamed.

“Fuck!”

“Y/N NO-“

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[meraxesmoon]

Heyy! Can u do Sanzu x teen!fem!reader with daddy issues who looks up to him! (It’s been kinda rough at home lately and this would cheer me up!)Tyy

warnings: yandere content, platonic relationships, me pushing the dad! sanzu agenda again, tw for an abusive dad, trauma responses, it's giving geralt and cirri from the witcher

┍━━━━━━━ ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗━━━━━━━┑

There's a lot to admire about Sanzu Haruchiyo, despite what others outside of Bonten say of him. He's loyal, trustworthy (if he trusts you), and he's protective of those he cares about. He may be terrifying to most, but there are a select few that can tolerate Haruchiyo, despite his many flaws and erratic behavior.

So, you can imagine his surprise when Mikey shows up with a roughed up little girl, and she immediately takes a liking to him.

Sanzu doesn't know the full story, all he got from his King was that her father was an abusive piece of shit and she had somehow come into Mikey's care. That most likely meant that her 'father' was dead, and now she was Bonten's kid. Their dynamic starts off rocky, because when she's first brought home, (Name) is terrified, of men especially. Mikey basically hands her over to Sanzu and Kakucho when he's away, they're her main caretakers.

(Name), through the years, becomes especially close with Sanzu and follows him around like a baby duckling. She admires him highly and believes him to be high above men.

I imagine that she doesn't call him dad or anything, but it's pretty known that this is Sanzu's kid. He teaches her how to wield a katana and self-defense. Obviously, he tries to keep his less savory hobbies away from her, but it's like a found family.

Dad! Sanzu is the best!

the way i ran to write this omgggg

i would hug you if i could bby <3

#cw: yandere content #cw: yandere blog #cw: yandere #yandere sanzu haruchiyo #yandere akashi haruchiyo #yandere tokyo rev #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere tr #yandere headcanons #yandere imagines #yandere content #yandere #kay writes #rhxegal

[rosemaryblossoms]

𝙼𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎

Platonic yandere Father Mikey x son reader featuring platonic yandere Bonten.

Trigger warning ⚠️: blood ( I forgot to put this for the ones who don’t like blood, my apologies)

Manjiro Sano lost too many people in his life. . . first his parents, his older brother, Draken, his best friend,his sister, Izana, toman, his grandfather, and now his wife. . . the only one he has left was his son, his little boy.

Right now he is holding you close , gently rocking you back and forth. He pets your ( hair length, color) hair and looks down at your sleeping form.

So peaceful. . .

So heart warming. . .

He loves you so much. . .

Right now once again he is fighting his demons. one side of him wants to give you up for adoption, not that he doesn’t love you, it’s because he wants you to live a normal life and doesn’t want you to deal with the stuff he is going through because he is the leader of a criminal organization and if people find out about you. . . The enemies of bonten will come after you as well as the police and he will have to give you a new life. the other half of him can’t let you go. . . He is selfish, he can’t let you , he needs you here with him, he will protect you and keep you hidden under lock and key. Your his last light. . . He needs you, he needs your warmth. “Dad” “yes son” “can we go to the cozy corner and the park today, also can we bring my uncles with us please?” Oh your “uncles”, when I mean your uncles I mean his executives,his number two and three, and his advisor. . . The nosy bitches, well koko ( hey Auntie koko needs that tea 😤☕️🫖 be grateful that he helps with money . . . Probably, maybe, I don’t know) basically at first the only ones that knew was sanzu, kakucho, and takeomi. . . the others found out because they saw you on their zoom meeting helping Mikey with the laundry while he is listening to their presentation and koko did research ( to make sure he doesn’t assume things and does not bother anyone specifically his boss) “sure just let me make a few phone calls (music stops here)

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AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGH!!!

𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀!!!

AAAAAH!!!!!

“Aww Sanzu you killed him, I wanted a turn” the short black and light lilac haired man cooed in a mocking tone.

They did it, they found the traitor who almost gave away the information about you.

“Im glad he is, his screams of pain were starting to get on my nerves” Mochi sighed in relief.

“Make sure you dispose the body properly” Kakucho said as he glared at the corpse.

“hey Kakucho, can you hand me the cleaners so I can wipe that disgusting pig’s blood off of the weap- Sanzu that’s enough he’s dead!” Takeomi says as he trys to pull his brother off the corpse.

“ but I’m not finished :(“

“I don’t give a damn”

“Pathetic” Rindou grimaced as he glared at the corpse.

“Agreed” Koko seethed in disgust.

Brrrrrrinnng Rɪɴɴɴɢ!

(Time skips because I’m running out of ideas 🥲)

“Yummy🥹” Mikey smiled as y/n ate his (your favorite dessert)

“Is that good kiddo” chuckled Mochi

“It’s really good”

“Glad you like it pumpkin” smiled Takeomi

“Your so cute I could just eat you up” Ran said playfully as he reached over and pinches your cheek(🤨. . . It’s not what your thinking, keep it clean)

“Did you have fun at at the park y/n” Kakucho said as he took a bite of his dessert.

“Yeah I enjoyed spending time with you guys”

“I’m glad you had fun”

*yawns*

“You tired” Rindou said as he fixes his glasses.

“ I don’t blame him, he ran around the whole park” chuckled Koko (pun intended)

(After a drive home, continue to read on after the songs are finished. Enjoy the gifs for the meantime)

*yawns*

It was night, stars decorated the dark skies and the moon shined.

You were now in your bed holding your father close as he pet your hair once more, the others sat down and just chilled.

you closed your eyes, finding your way into dreamland.

When your eyes closed, before you find the door in your dreams, you felt a soft, warm pair of lips on your forehead.

“Goodnight son”

You are the last flame, the burning candle, the one thing that keeps them sane

The Bonten prince

#tokyo revengers #yandere tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x male reader #platonic #yandere mikey #yandere bonten #bonten x male reader

[gatitties]

Care and comfort

─ Yandere!bonten x motherly!reader (platonic)

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

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

Part two / Part three / Part four / Part five

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Who the hell are you?"

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

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

"Did you…?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"No."

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

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

"What the fuck are you two doing here?"

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

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

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

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

"They are not my friends!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"GET YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF MY MOTHER!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

[lilydale-1919]

Yandere platonic Izana x twin sister reader Headcanons

Warning ⚠. Violence

You are Izana twin sister , his pride, his flower you were everything to Izana. Anything you want you get , at least has Kakucho or the Haitani twins with you

The reason you have a bodyguard

You we're nearly kidnap by human traffickers and it did not go well let's just say their body was beaten to pulp and almost unrecognisable their an inch to their death

Overprotective Tendencies

Fuck you are not going anywhere without him or Kakucho or the twins

Punishment

Disobeying Izana will be the biggest mistake you're gonna make bitch will isolate you and never gonna let you go until you apologize to him

Oh my dear flower your not gonna leave big brother won't you!?

#yandere izana #yandere tokyo revengers x reader

[cheesus-doodles]

Is it just an incredibly expensive party dress she is trying out or is it really for something else? Bonten Mikey seems to know at least :) Find out in Chapter 3 of Going Home (my Time Leaper darling AU)!

Another amazingly stunning piece by @purarupu ! Thank you again for the incredible work, blows my mind everytime I see it :D Been a while since this was done but just found the opportunity to post this given I commissioned this with Going Home in mind.

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere tokyo revengers x reader #tokyorev x reader #tokyorev #sano manjiro #bonten #mikey x reader #bonten mikey #bonten mikey x reader #tokyo rev #tokyo rev x you #yandere mikey x you #tokyo rev x reader #commission #kakucho x reader #sanzu x reader #yandere platonic toman #ran haitani x reader #if you read the tags #thanks! #and also the first para has a lie - you dont actually find out what the dress is for just yet #but read regardless! please?

[mysouleaten]

HES MY SON! ..AND YES HIM TOO! [part one]

PLATONIC! child! izana, kakucho x PARENTAL FIGURE! reader

summary ... kakucho was getting adopted! .. but that meant he had to leave izana--his king-- behind ... OH! never mind he's coming home with him too!!

warnings ... light angst, fluff, reader is gentle and patient with her new sons, izana is shy at first, kakucho warms up quickly to reader, lots of family fluff

an ... the gender of [name] is fem but nothing else is described of them

! this is also an au where izana found out earlier that he wasn't blood-related to shin

izana's wide lavender eyes stared in horror at kakucho's new adoptive parent

kakucho--his devoted servant--was being taken away from him, and he couldn't do anything about it--legally at least

kakucho who stood by his new adoptive parent looked back at izana with tear-filled eyes, he didn't want to leave izana here.. he wanted to be with him by his side forever

how were they supposed to build their kingdom if.. he was away from izana?-- his king.

his adoptive guardian had gently taken his hand and started to walk away with him.... leaving izana behind, his kingdom. his-

why did they stop?

"izana? why aren't you coming with us? it's time to go home! its getting late, you two must be hungry!"

wait, huh?

kakucho snapped his head up to his adoptive mother and then quickly turned to izana--who was still across the room, with an equally shocked expression--

"oh im sorry izana, was there something you left? we can go look for it?" she asked

but izana didn't answer he just kept staring, he then realized why his and kakucho's room was empty.. all their stuff was packed for them

izana thought his stuff was packed because he was moving to another room, but no, it was packed because he was being adopted with kakucho!

"izana are you ok?"

the soft-spoken words knocked him out of his thoughts and he looked forward toward his adoptive mother

she was crouching and smiling at him softly and kakucho was standing next to her with a bright smile

izana just nodded, he didn't want to admit it, but he got shy under his adoptive parent's soft eyes, she looked very nice--a lot nicer than his.. other mother--

she stands up and holds out her hand for izana to take, he doesn't take it still nervous but she doesn't mind, still softly smiling at him she asks:

"do you boys want anything on our way home? you two hungry?"

kakucho looks up at her with a smile "can.. can I have some meat buns?"

"of course, that sounds great! would you like anything izana?" she turns to the white-haired boy he again shakes his head 'no'

"ok, if you change your mind tell me, okay? now let's get into the car, it's getting dark and a little chilly" she chuckles lightly and turns to kakucho and offers her hand for him to take, and he does

"c'mon izana we are gonna get meat buns!" kakucho smiles brightly

and izana starts to finally--softly--smile at kakucho's excitement over some food

maybe.. being with his new adoptive guardian won't be so bad..

idk why but for some reason I don't like how I wrote this??

#HMS!AYHT! #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo rev fluff #tokyo revengers fluff #kakucho #kakucho x reader #izana #izana kurokawa #izana x reader #izana kurokawa x reader

[chuuyrr]

hello love may i request for a tr x scarlet witch reader were she and mikey gets married and then a cursed attacked the wedding then y/n defeated the curse in heels and in a wedding dress would be so badass 😩😩😩

scarlet witch! fushiguro reader! exorcises a curse in a wedding gown

jujutsu kaisen x reader x tokyo revengers

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): reader marrying sano manjiro, mentions of scarlet witch's powers, curses and violence, lengthy fight scene

╰➤ PAIRING(s): mikey x reader, dad! gojo x reader, platonic! jujutsu kaisen x reader, platonic! tokyo revengers x reader, emma x draken, yuzuha x mitsuya, takemichi x hinata

hello, thank you so much for requesting and for being patient! oh, and feel free to consider this as the part two of this written request right here. enjoy reading anon :) ♡

as you stood behind the doors of your chosen wedding venue, holding the bouquet of flowers in your hands, you couldn't help but recall catching hinata's bouquet back at her and takemichi's wedding.

you remembered being perplexed as to how you were able to catch without any probability or luck based hex, then showing the bouquet you tossed to mikey afterwards, and true to your and mikey's words, gojo freaked out a little when he discovered you caught the bouquet, especially since mikey had told him in secret that he was planning on proposing to you.

it wasn't long after hinata and takemichi's wedding that mikey proposed to you. it was a little chaotic, considering how toman was a part of the surprise, as well as the other gangs you were familiar with, such as tenjiku because of izana and kakucho, black dragons because you revived shinichiro, and even brahman because of senju, but it all leads to here.

the wedding day of your dreams.

"kikufuku?"

you blinked your eyes and turned to face gojo, your beloved father, who was dressed in a suit and tie and holding out his arm for you.

"oh, right," you said before quickly wrapping your arm around his and saying, "sorry!"

gojo asked, "are you nervous?"

you shook your head, "i'm fine. i just can't believe the day has finally arrived, and i've never been happier than i am right now."

your father wasn't wearing his blindfold to present himself formally on your special day, but it did give you the opportunity to see how his crystalline blue six eyes were staring at you with tears in them and his lips trembling as he spoke to you, "i can't believe it either.."

"i haven't even walked down the aisle yet, dad," you couldn't help but smile and giggle as gojo peered down at you, wiping away tears from his glossy eyes.

"i know, but, just look at you. my precious little kikufuku, you're all grown-up now! i still remember it just like it was yesterday, when i first saw you and took care of you as my own. god, you were just a baby, and now i'm giving you away to mikey." gojo exclaimed, pursing his lips into a thin line after taking a deep breath and wiping at his tears, "but i'm happy for you, [name]. i really am and i'm sure toji and your uncle geto are just as happy too. "

"i'm sure of that too." you nodded your head in agreement.

as the doors opened, you prepared with a smile and a deep breath. everyone's attention was immediately drawn to you, the bride, the true star of today's event.

each pew was filled with familiar faces. from your older half brother megumi, family-figures from jujutsu tech like uncle nanami, auntie shoko, and utahime, each and every founding member and captains of the disbanded gangs; toman, tenjiku, black dragons, and brahman to your prettiest bridesmaids, nobara, maki, emma, hinata, yuzuha, and senju, your maid of honor, tsumiki, your older half sister, and mikey's best man, draken, of course, stood at the sides.

but at the very end of the carpet laid out for you, as your flower boys, particularly baji, chifuyu, kazutora, and takemichi, threw petals, with baji nearly tripping and the boys laughing, your eyes were on the love of your life. sano manjiro, your beloved mikey, the man you wished you could spend the rest of your life with. even if years have passed already, it still takes you back to every moment that has happened and led to this day. from the first time you saw him to how you two fell in love.

and now mikey was waiting for you at the end of the carpet, his eyes filled with love and adoration, a bright and genuine smile plastered on his face as you began to walk down the aisle towards him, your arm interwoven with gojo's as you wore the wedding gown that mitsuya made together with his suit when the piano started to play.

this was it. the day you and mikey had been waiting for. everything was perfect.

but, just as you were about to stand by mikey and have the marriage officiant let you two exchange vows, a blast ripped through the wedding venue, shaking and sweeping everyone off their feet, including you. gojo grabbed you and shielded you from falling debris from the ceiling by putting up his infinity with you in his arms, teleporting you and mikey, whom gojo immediately whisked away, somewhere safe as everyone ran.

"mikey." you worriedly embraced him, who returned your embrace in a much tighter one.

"are you two okay?!" gojo asked in concern.

"i'm okay, i'm okay." said mikey shakily as he nodded at gojo. "we're fine."

you and everyone else raised your eyes to the cursed spirit who had terrorized your wedding. your brow furrowed in scorn. it was a special curse that came with other cursed spirits. naturally, with everyone's lives on the line at the time, everyone could see them.

"shit. there's too many," draken exclaimed as he protectively drew emma behind him, whom he had previously fled to as soon as the explosion occurred. mitsuya and takemichi followed yuzuha and hinata, while takeomi and sanzu went after their sister, and megumi went after his half sister, "the last time we encountered one, it was by itself."

"so these are cursed spirits..." yuzuha gulped nervously, clutching mitsuya's hand tightly, her brow furrowed as she stared at the monstrosities before them.

"i never thought i'd see one, let alone this many in my life," senju said nervously as takeomi and sanzu stood guard in front of her.

"same here, senju.." hinata nodded slowly in agreement as she held takemichi's arm, "same.."

all of your jujutsu sorcerer family figures immediately sprung into action. nanami, maki, yuuta, and nobara prepared their cursed weapons; megumi summoned his demon dogs; yuuji, panda, and inumaki, as well as your aunts, readied and tended everyone, with the boys from toman, tenjiku, brahman, and black dragons assisting them. gojo then drew you and mikey to your feet.

you quickly turned your gaze to your bridesmaids, who were with draken, mitsuya, and takemichi, and left mikey to gojo. you sliced your hand through the air to disperse a force field to shield them with your chaos magic, but you were caught off guard and flung back by the immense raw cursed energy of the special grade curse.

"[NAME]!!" mikey, along with your bridgemaids and a few of the toman boys, yelled your name, but gojo quickly stopped him as he tried to chase you down.

"stop! you and the others don't have cursed energy," gojo explained, looking at each and every one of them solemnly, "all of you, stay back!"

"don't mind me!" you managed, lifting your head, "emma, yuzuha, hinata, senju, go with takemichi, mistuya, and draken! megumi, take tsumiki-nee with you, and dad, you take mikey!"

they all nodded and fled after you destroyed the shield you had put up for them.

the impact sent you flying straight back to one of the pews, causing you to sustain injuries and possibly shed a few blood. it didn't hurt as much, but you let out a bitter scoff as you looked at your ripped wedding gown, then towards the event, where everything was in shambles. your jujutsu family members were repelling curses left and right.

everything had been ruined.

this was utterly unacceptable.

you stood up with trembling closed fists and made a clean straight dash even with your heels on, patching up your injuries as you went. you then shot down a number of curses with red psionics of your chaos magic while simultaneously bringing everyone to safety; lifting debris and putting up force fields for their protections. while the jujutsu sorcerers and former gang members were taking action, they couldn't help but notice you, particularly mikey.

you were fighting and defending as if nothing was happening. years of honing your witchcraft abilities and powers appeared to have paid off. previously, your defenses were easily breached, and you struggled to multitask.

the fact that you were wearing a wedding gown and heels instead of your customized jujutsu uniform made your soon-to-be husband feel things. sure, you were furious that curses had ruined your wedding, and your eyes were glowing a menacing red color as you imbued your hands with red psionics and such, but your display was both frightening and alluring right now.

after dealing with the majority of the weaker curses with the help of your family, you walked down the aisle in all your glory, not towards mikey, but towards the special grade curse who had the audacity to laugh and wreak havoc. given how most cursed spirits are afraid of you, it was actually quite brave for a cursed spirit. but don't worry about it; you'll make it fear you and regret its actions.

gojo left mikey to izana and shinichiro, as well as the other guests, after assisting in escorting others to safety, and made a beeline for you to assist, but before gojo could even get close, you held your white gloved hand up.

"this one's mine," you said calmly, glancing briefly at the limitless sorcerer before returning your gaze to the cursed spirit, your messy [color] hair flying in the air and [color] eyes hardening into a glare as your chaos magic became amplified due to your emotions.

"[name]-chan's fighting that thing?" shinichiro asked, swallowing hard as he, izana, and mikey watched you from a distance, "all by herself?"

"well, she's not called the scarlet witch for nothing. [name] has exorcised countless special grade curses before, and she even resurrected you, shin-nii," izana said, "and you should know that nothing scarier than a woman scorned."

"[name]'s beating that curse's ass for sure," mikey smirked as he turned to face izana, who nodded in agreement and responded with the same confident smirk.

it was clear that mikey was falling harder for you, and his willingness to marry you soon was growing. even though your hair was a mess, with loose strands falling on your face, and your leg had become exposed due to your wedding gown ripping, you were stunning. absolutely badass. mikey adored you and he still does.

you danced without further ado. you fired abnormally large red psionic blasts at the special grade curse, who retaliated with its own cursed technique.

everyone stood there in awe as black markings appeared on the ground directly in front of you and the cursed spirit, only to scatter into a mandala pattern before rising and morphing into a cage for you two. it wasn't exactly a domain expansion, but it was a technique, and somehow the cage accelerated the curse, allowing it to dodge your red psionic blasts.

it proceeded to attack you at breakneck speed, coming from all directions within the cage, but you'd learned your lesson from being caught off guard earlier. you had projected red psionic barriers to protect yourself from harm. as the mandala pattern on the ground began to move, you engaged the curse in hand-to-hand combat. even with your torn and soot-covered wedding gown and heels, your attacks didn't falter.

the way you moved quickly and with pinpoint accuracy reminded the jujutsu sorcerers of gojo whenever he engaged in hand-to-hand combat. It was clear you learned how to fight like that from your father, and he couldn't help but smirk as he watched you, just like mikey and izana.

you stopped exchanging powerful blows with your fists and expanded the force field you has put up for yourself into an explosive red blast that collided with the cage with a tilt of your head and the curve of the edge of your lipsticked stained lips.

when it attacked you again, you effortlessly evaded it by leaping into the air and levitating before it could hit you with its explosive cursed energy. you then conjured a bright red sphere in your hands, expanding it before shooting it at the curse. instead of disintegrating, it retaliated by sending you more cursed energy. the collision of cursed energy and chaos magic sent a shockwave through the area.

you continued to pour the rest of your chaos magic into the curse's blast, but its persistence to fight you did not waver. from inside, the two of you began to levitate. you looked around for a moment and noticed the mandala pattern on the ground has vanished. instead, black tendrils shot out from the curse's back and aimed for you, but before it can reach you, your red psionics overpowered the curse, causing it to fling back and destroy the black cage it had constructed in the process.

smoke emerged from the collision of cursed energy and chaos magic. you repelled out the smoke using your red psionics. before the curse could react further, you grabbed it with your red psionics and yanked its heavily massacred curse body, which was attempting to regenerate and flee, towards you.

the special grade curse tried to attack you again with its raw cursed energy, but you siphoned it, absorbing its power into yours, causing it to thrash and shriek in pain.

"this is for ruining my wedding." you spat out bitterly, your teeth practically seething.

with that, you made a fist with your glowing red hand and the curse disintegrated, completely yet brutally exorcising the curse with your chaos magic.

as you took deep and heavy breaths to catch some air after fighting, you turned around to see mikey, his brothers, gojo, and the rest of your guests approaching you.

"[name]!!" they cried out.

you staggered toward mikey, who had caught you just as you were about to trip. you melted into his embrace, resting your head on his shoulder while he wrapped his arms tightly around you.

"are you okay?" mikey asked as he rubbed your back, "you're not hurt are you?"

"i'm fine. just a little upset that my wedding was ruined by some petty curse," you sighed, shaking your head as you frowned at your strewn surroundings, "but i'm glad all of you are safe."

"it's still your wedding day though, [name]," tsumiki exclaimed, her eyes hopeful and reassuring, "it's not over yet."

gojo agreed, smiling at you. "tsumiki's right, kikufuku."

"yeah, who cares if some cursed spirit crashed the wedding? i'm still marrying you," mikey said as he pulled away, staring at you determinedly yet with so much love and adoration, "good god, i love you. no matter what comes our way, i will choose to be with you. always."

mikey tightened his hold on your hands, "so, marry me, fushiguro [name]."

you grinned, "then, let's take it from the top."

red psionics emitted from your hands, which were intertwined with mikey's, and before anyone knew it, your chaos magic had picked up even the smallest debris and completely repaired the collateral damage done by the special grade curse and its low leveled counterparts, much like a reversed cursed technique.

you had even put everyone back in their respective seats and places from before the wedding was disrupted, as well as linking arms with gojo, holding your bouquet with mikey and the marriage officiant at the end of the carpet, and hair, makeup, and wedding gown all fixed, surprising the non-jujutsu sorcerers with your unrivaled reality warping abilities.

"heh, you never fail to impress me, kikufuku," gojo chuckled softly, peering down at his suit and tie, which looked brand new and hadn't been covered in soot earlier.

"a little bit of magic goes a long way," you smiled as you winked at gojo.

with everything in place and everyone fixed up just like you, the piano began to play, and you walked down the aisle with gojo once more, but this time there were no interruptions.

"dear friends and family, we have gathered here today to witness and celebrate not only fushiguro [name]'s victory over the special cursed spirit, but also the marriage of her and sano manjiro..."

it wasn't long before you and mikey reunited in front of the marriage officiant to exchange vows and rings, eventually picking up where you two left off. this day wasn't perfect, but everything worked out in the end and you still got your happily ever after.

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[xiefuyu]

Brother, I'm here.

-- Kurokawa Izana x little sister reader

🖤 — Tokyo Revengers

📝 — implication of domestic abuse, hurt/comfort, FLUFF (fawking finally), thinking of murder (its valid i swear), your relationship with everyone is platonic!, not proofread

:a/n — guys, i love the kurokawa siblings /sighs fondly (wc: 2.8k)

— PT. 1 / PT. 2/PT.3/PT.4/PT.5

You woke up to another day where you’re being wrapped by warm arms and blankets. It never fails to put a small smile on you as you register. It's just your brother being clingy again.

When he first took you to his home and you woke up from exhaustion, tears and apologies were thrown to each other as you talked about things that are long overdue. Tears mostly belonging to you and apologies from him.

Despite wanting to prepare food for the both of you, your brother insisted on making meals and was just happy to let you watch because he’s right in the fact that you don’t know anything about Japanese cuisine.

Nevertheless, he made you promise him that you’ll cook him Filipino cuisine in the near future. For now, he’s like an excited kid about to show his parents something as he insisted on cooking homemade meals for you.

Today, you were promised to meet some of his close friends because he wanted you to interact with another being despite his unsurprisingly growing protectiveness over you.

So far, the only people who had the privilege to visit and see you were Kakucho, Mikey and Emma, albeit hesitantly because they didn’t know how you’ll react after what happened, Draken, the gentle almost bald boy, Takemichi and his girlfriend, Hinata.

You were curious about the tall braided man and the man who was in a ponytail and inquired about them to your brother but you saw how he frowned, clearly contemplating something before sighing and telling you that he’ll introduce them to you soon.

“Kuya, kuya.” you call out to his sleeping form, grinning when he grunted. “Kuya.” you call out again and just like any other day, you could hear gears turning in his head as he slowly opens his eyes and looks at you with slightly wide eyes.

It was as if he’s still not believing that you’re real and that he indeed has a blood-related family.

“Good morning! You promised me today that you’ll introduce me to your friends!” you excitedly said, shaking him with your grip on his arm. He sighs, nodding. “I know, Y/N, I know. Good morning to you, too.”

You hop off the bed, stretching, already feeling happy for the day.

Your doorbell rings and before you could even take a step to answer the door, you’re being pulled behind by Izana, him smiling down at you. 

“I’ll take it.”

You know it’s because he doesn’t trust anyone beyond the safe comfort of your house until he knows who it is.

“Oh, Kakucho.” you hear him faintly before standing outside from your bedroom.

“Kuya Kaku, hello.” you softly greeted with a bow. Everyone older than you had grown accustomed to the word Kuya. “Don’t be so formal, Y/N-chan.” he says, his tone just as soft as yours as he reaches for you to ruffle your hair.

But along the action, you flinched, closing your eyes a bit and stepping back, hands coming to protect your head.

Silence surrounded you as your face paled at what you did. It was on instinct, you swear, but that’s not the problem. You just protected yourself from a man who was nothing but nice to you and they will know that about the abuse! You don’t want that!

However, instead of questions, all you got was a soft pat in the head. 

You didn’t miss the look your brother and Kuya Kaku shared, though.

Izana wholeheartedly believed that your hands aren't aware of what violence is. He believed that you're just an innocent girl with her big doe eyes.

But as he watches you interact with the four heavenly kings plus Sanzu, he's hyper aware of your flinches every now and then whenever they make big gestures to accompany their stories.

Something ugly bubbles in him. Something familiar.

Rage.

He doesn't want to think about the reason behind your little actions that you're clearly trying to not act out.

He doesn't want to think about you crying helplessly as you beg the person to stop hurting you.

He doesn't want to think about the times you cried for his help.

But he knows that the truth always finds its way to shine despite being buried where the light doesn't reach. He knows he'll have a conversation with you.

Knows that he'll need to dig up painful memories for you to let it all out.

However, for now, he'll let you enjoy and let you take your time even though he'll surely drop hints for you to take and know that he wants to know everything about your life when he was still not present.

"Kuya Rin, can you tie my hair?" He hears you ask and sees the way Rindou blinks at you in confusion before pointing at himself. "Yes, you." you say, tilting your head.

Rindou looks at Ran who raises an eyebrow at him. "You don't want him to braid your hair instead?" You shake your head and laugh a little when Ran pouts.

"Kuya Ran can braid my hair next time. I want to have a matching hairstyle with Kuya Rin today." 

At that moment, the Haitani brothers shared the same sentiment.

"Should we snatch this little sister from Izana and make her our little sister instead?" (fondly)

But one feeling of Izana's murderous gaze on them was enough to throw the thought away. Not completely off the table, though.

"All right, come here." 

Despite your brother's hesitance, one that you don't understand why, to let you meet the Haitani brothers, he's happy to know that you're enjoying their presence.

Aside from being instantly comfortable with Kakucho, the Haitani brothers' presence was enough to make you feel comfortable, too. Maybe it's because Ran knows how to deal with younger kids but he got close with you rather quickly.

As for Rindou, he was afraid that you'll fear him because he doesn't know how to be expressive but you didn't hesitate calling him Kuya and smiling at him. 

If Ran is kind to you, you were so sure that Rindou will be kind, too, and you were right.

The others were big and looked strong but they all smiled softly at you albeit awkwardly when Izana introduced them. 

However, the masked person, Sanzu, hasn't spoken a word towards you and you think that he's not comfortable around your presence.

You slowly made your way towards Izana and tugs on his arm, interrupting his conversation with Kakucho and Shion.

"What is it? Are you hungry? Tired?" you shook your head with a smile. "Does that person ever talk?" you whispered to him after pointing at Sanzu. "I want to talk to him but he might not be comfortable interacting with others…"

Izana looks at Sanzu who's talking with Mucho and hums. It's not like he doesn't trust Sanzu but the guy only talks to Mucho and he's afraid he'll ignore you and hurt your feelings by doing so.

"Why don't you try talking to him?" he suggests, watching you purse your lips before nodding with a soft okay.

He doesn't get back to talking to Kakucho and Shion, opting to watch you make your way towards the long-haired boy.

"You're Kuya Haru, right?" you softly asked. You watch as Sanzu looks at you, glancing at Mucho for a bit before nodding. "You need something?" he asks, making you smile and you could see the confusion in his furrowed eyebrows.

"I'm sorry, it's just, it's my first time hearing you talk so I'm happy, I guess." you ranted, sitting besides him, eyes practically shining at him.

He gulps. It's been a while since he interacted with someone else lest a girl younger than him. You reminded him of Senju, for some reason.

"Your hair looks so healthy." you absentmindedly said, racking your gaze on his hair. "Thank you? Yours look fine." he says with a nod.

"Hey, Kuya Haru, I'm sorry if I'm being nosy but why do you wear a mask?" the question was whispered as if it's just meant for him to hear. 

Maybe it's because of that fact that he's aware of your efforts for your brother. Maybe it's because he also notices your subtle flinches whenever someone raises their hand.

But Sanzu found himself a little comfortable around you. Maybe he could let loose and trust you despite knowing your existence just days ago.

"I have scars." he says, the word 'ugly' wanting to bubble its way out of his mouth to accompany the word 'scars' but he stops them, popping said bubbles. He doesn't need you to know about his insecurities.

"Oh." he hears you say while nodding. "I have scars, too." you whisper to him and he knows that it's just a secret between you and him.

For now.

"Can I see them?" you gesture towards his face, smiling softly even though you're biting the inside of your cheek, afraid that you're stepping over a line.

However, Sanzu hooks his fingers on his mask and pulls it down for you to see.

You stare at two diamonds staring back at you that you didn't notice seconds had passed and your silence made Sanzu fidgety, opting to put his mask back on which pulled you out of your trance.

"I'm-I'm sorry for staring and I know this might sound insensitive or-or something along the line but they're so…mesmerising. You look so cool with them, Kuya." 

Your voice was laced with genuine admiration that Sanzu doesn't know what to do with it. "Aren't they…scary?" he asked after a few seconds of silence. You blinked rapidly at him, frowning.

"In what way? They're diamonds! They're treasures! Treasures aren't scary." you pout, "they're beautiful." you added, seemingly so full of positive things at how your perspective of things is different from his.

Your brother who's observing you smiles at your pout, thinking about how you're still just a child. With a sigh, he gets back to his conversation with the others and lets you be.

Meanwhile, your words echo in Sanzu's mind. 

"They're treasures. They're beautiful."

Never in his life did he think that way about his scars but your child-like innocence and your view about things was enough to calm his fear.

Why was he even feeling fear at the thought of you finding his scars ugly? At the thought of you being scared of him after seeing them?

Maybe it's because he, too, is longing for familial love. For acceptance from someone blood-related. And despite you not being one, you managed to give him what he was longing for.

Izana is lucky, he thinks. He has a little sister who did her everything just to meet him. A little sister so full of love despite the things that happened to her these past days.

While he had siblings; an older brother and a little sister who blamed him for every mistake and who was the cause of mistakes, respectively.

"Y/N, we're going." you hear your brother say and you nod, standing up from where you are beside Sanzu. "Thank you for showing your diamonds, Kuya Haru!" you say, waving goodbye at him.

Underneath the mask, he smiles, the phantom pain of his scars dulling.

"Kuya, do you know any job around here that accepts kids my age?" you questioned. You and your Kuya are currently walking through the streets with you clinging on to his arm.

"I don't and even if I do, why would I tell you?"

"Kuya, I just want to work."

"How funny." that made you pout, punching him with your free hand. "I'm serious!" you protest.

"You don't have to work, Y/N. What made you think I'll let you? Enrol in school instead." you contemplate his suggestion with how serious he sounded.

"You know what, I'll enrol you whether you like it or not." 

"Hey! I'm still thinking! And besides, I can work instead to help wi-"

"None of that." When you look down, he sighs silently and stops walking, turning his body to you as much as he can because of you clinging to his arm.

"Y/N, I am aware that you got used to working and that you want to help with finances but let me tell you that I am more than capable enough to handle it. You don't have to sacrifice your youth for the both of us, yeah?" he softly says.

"And let you sacrifice yours, instead?" you pettily asked back. He just chuckles at your tone.

"What are you talking about? If my youth meant looking after you then it's not a sacrifice. I'm your brother, your Kuya, Y/N, don't forget that."

You're not sure when you started to cry but you just became aware of it when your brother chuckles and wipes your cheeks. "Well, aren't you a crybaby?" he teases.

"Shut up, Kuya." you whine, pushing him away despite you still clinging to his arm. He just hums, smiling. He knows he won when you sigh and he felt more victorious compared to when he and his gang won a battle.

You’re not sure how it came to this. All you know is that things escalated quickly and now you’re sitting in front of your brother who’s holding your hands, calming you down with his soft tone and shushes. 

With apologies that’s not supposed to come out from his mouth because he did nothing wrong.

Again, it was just instinct.

The both of you were at the kitchen earlier, helping each other to cook. You briefly remember his instructions to get something from the fridge but for some reason, your hand decided to be clumsy and drop whatever you were holding. 

Fear immediately made its way to you as you looked at your brother with pure horror in your eyes, his image becoming that of your mother, your memories playing with you. The next thing you know, you’re sitting on the ground, crying and shaking your head, apologies nonstop coming out of your mouth as you slink away from Izana.

His voice went static in your brain as you closed your eyes when he walked closely without hesitation and all of the sudden, you’re getting lifted up for a few seconds before you feel the soft mattress underneath you. Your trembling hands are now being cradled by rough yet soft ones.

“Shh, it’s okay, you’re okay, bubs.” you hear him saying, thumb caressing the back of your hands. “Breathe with me, please. You’re doing great.” your breath stutters as you try to breathe with him but his encouragement did its wonders to help you calm down.

With your vision now clear, you realise it’s not your stepmother in front of you but your brother who’s looking at you with worry and love.

Without hesitation, you lunged yourself at him, hugging him tightly as you sob in his chest quietly. He lets you wet his clothes with your tears and snot, reassurance falling from his lips like waterfalls; nonstop.

After a while, you stop and comfortable silence drapes its own on the both of you. “Take your time. We can talk about it like this.” you knew it’s him softly demanding you to tell him about everything. Days have passed with you flinching now and then and he’s nothing but patient with you. 

With a shaky breath, you start your story.

Izana sat there with you in his arms, closing his eyes now and then to calm himself from the rage bubbling in him. He wants to go to the Philippines and commit another murder but he has you now and he doesn’t want you to be alone once again.

When you finish, he squeezes you and kisses the crown of your head. “You did so great holding on. Thank you for holding on. As selfish as it sounds, I’m happy you endured all of that and looked for me.” he sounded like he’s about to cry but you didn’t look at him to confirm.

“Kuya became my purpose and reason for living after I heard that you exist…” you confess. He was rendered speechless. While he was busy planning to take away someone’s purpose and reason, someone’s sanity and light, you were out there making him your raison d'etre.

Indeed, he’s too lucky and never in his life did he felt so grateful to the world for giving him this life other than this moment.

He knows you still have a long way to get over your traumas but he promises that he’ll be there along the way, holding you tight against the safety of his arms. 

He had been a big brother to people who were not his real siblings. But right now, he’s a big brother once again. This time, to a blood-related sister.

More importantly, he’s your big brother.

He could never ask for more.

The door to his apartment opens, causing Izana to whip his head in its direction. A smile made its way to his lips, ignoring his friends' greeting to you as he looked at you fondly. You were smiling widely back at him with all your glory, your school uniform adoring you as he waits patiently for the phrase he’s always looking forward to hear,

“Kuya, I’m here!”

A/N: I ain't putting "the end" because i'm sure i'll still add headcanons for this but at the same time, this is kinda the "ending" of this series! thank you so much for reading :'>

@bontensbabygirl

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