#kokonoi angst

[rozcdust]

Bitten - Fighting dog aftermath

Pairing: Bonten x Reader, Pet shop trio x reader

Genre: Angst

Trigger warnings: Gore, death, description of rot, OOC, body horror, maggots, suicide, depression

Kazutora, Baji and Chifuyu held hope.

They truly did, after all, you said you’ll be coming back in a day, maybe two, tops, so when you didn’t come back home the first night, they didn’t worry too much.

You’ll come back home the day after that.

Kazutora cleaned your room, changing the sheets and wiping off any dust that may have lingered, taking great care to put the few belongings you’ve accumulated over the month back into their place.

Chifuyu took to cooking and baking, he knew how much you enjoyed the food he prepared every time, even if you were used to fancy restaurants and food prepared by a private chef, you always scarfed down whatever meal he prepared like a starved wolf, but all he could do is laugh when you sheepishly apologised for your lack of manners.

He tried to ignore your remark that your boss kept you on a strict and well monitored meal plan.

If he thought about it too much, he just might find the fucker himself and kill him with his bare hands.

And Baji took to decorating, he had a good eye and plenty of patience to busy himself with colleague paper and pretty ribbons, making a banner in your favourite colours, taking care that each letter was perfect, each line precise, each and every word carefully crafted, having checked the spelling with both Chifuyu and Kazutora twice.

‘Welcome home’

It’s been months, and your room is still as clean as ever, an extra plate on the table always set, the banner carefully stored in a pretty box in a cupboard for your arrival.

You never came back home.

But they held hope.

Until they no longer could.

Until it was the anniversary of Shinichiro’s death, and Kazutora went to pay his respects, even if he felt unworthy of doing so, his therapist encouraged it, as did Baji and Chifuyu, so he went, a pack of cigarettes and a beer in his hands as an offering.

He didn’t get very far.

The plot next to the Sano family grave has been empty ever since Kazutora can remember, a blank headstone standing tall and proud and empty.*

It holds a name now, the grave recently washed, fresh bluebells and orchid flowers neatly places in each of the vases to the side of the headstone.

In his absent minded curiosity, Kazutora glances over the name etched on the stone.

It feels like he’s been shot.

Kazutora, Baji and Chifuyu hope no more.

It took Mochi and Kakucho both holding Ran back to not kill Kokonoi on the spot.

“Ran, he didn’t kill her! Calm down, this won’t solve shit!” Kakucho tried to not sound as desperate as he felt, but as Ran tried his best to wrestle out of his grasp, he couldn’t help it.

“LIKE HELL HE DIDN’T KILL HER! IF HE WASN’T SUCH A PIECE OF SHIT, SHE WOULDN’T DO THIS! SHE’D NEVER DO THIS!” Ran’s voice was a crescendo, a mangled cacophony of rage and sobs as he tried to get Kakucho and Mochi to let him go, to release him so he could strangle Kokonoi with his bare fucking hands.

Kokonoi merely stood there, pressed to the wall, staring down at the floor, a blank look on his face.

Sanzu and Rindou were in much of the same state, processing, or at least trying to, not understanding a thing and yet seeing it all too well.

“SHE WAS A KID! FUCK’S SAKE, SHE WAS BARELY 22! AND YOU KILLED HER! YOU KILLED HER!”

You’re dead.

You killed yourself, and now you’re gone forever, and they could have done nothing to stop it.

If Rindou could cry, he would.

But he can’t.

He doesn’t understand why- He saw you yesterday. He held you and your flesh was still warm and soft and you were smiling, admitting you missed him.

And Mikey?

Mikey sat in his office, stripping out of the filthy clothes, wiping off your blood off his face and hands, but the screaming was loud enough for him to hear every word perfectly.

His face was blank.

He told them you killed yourself.

Of course they wouldn’t believe just his word, well, the Haitanis wouldn’t, not without proof, but a security camera was conveniently set up on the roof.

No audio.

In just the perfect angle.

It clearly showed you screaming at Mikey, you screamed and you yelled and cried and then you hugged him goodbye killed yourself in his arms, who could ever blame him?

It was a suicide, plain and simple.

Ran and Rindou could never blame him, no one could, after all, he was the biggest victim of your little spectacle, he was the one the most harmed, he was the most hurt.

You set him up, you took out your heart, carefully prepared it for eating and forced him to take a bite.

Innocent.

Innocent, like graffitied eyes on a wall during a robbery gone wrong.

He was innocent, with your blood staining his face, and no will ever know.

He’s innocent, it was a blameless crime.

He’s innocent.

The water ran pink.

Kokonoi sits on your shared bed, staring into space, eyes and face dry as a bone.

He sees shadows at the corner of his eyes, feels like his lungs are full of river water and moss and he feels as rotten as meat left outside during summer heat and maybe in some other life he was a fox mangled on the side of the road and you were a soft girl who picked him up and saved him.

Maybe in some other life, the two of you would be happy.

He doesn’t know what he is even, not without you by his side, after all, you were such an intertwined part of his life, you were there for such a long time and now you’re rotting like the fox, mangled on the side of the road.

Who were you?

What was he?

How did you come to love him? Why did you love him? Why did he love you? Why was he still breathing? Where did his heartbeat go-

He presses his fingers to his neck, searching for a pulse.

He’s dead as well.

Why did he have such an affinity for loving dead things?

The sheets smell like you, but he still sees your corpse in his mind’s eye, eyes glazed over and a small smile on your face covered in blood and grey matter.

Mikey sits nearby, swinging his legs on the rooftop and refuses to look at you.

Kokonoi can’t close his eyes because he knows he’ll see Ran and Rindou screaming, knocking Kakucho away from you, Rindou’s fists pounding on Kakucho as Ran sobs, clutching your body, begging you to forgive them, hours after you’ve gone cold and rigour mortis already set in.

He couldn’t even approach, he didn’t deserve to.

He turned on his heel and left while Mikey finally opened his damn mouth to tell Sanzu and Kakucho to get rid of you.

You made yourself soft for Koko, and now you’re dead, and you looked fine just the day before, not happy but forgiving, with such a soft smile on your face that he thought he might have died.

He doesn’t even have photos of you. Not even any videos to remember you by, he has nothing left of you at all.

You have left all of your belongings in this flat, and yet all he has left is grief.

He stands up from the bed, legs shaky, to let water run into the bathtub.

Ran and Rindou don’t talk.

Ran spends the days in his bed, sheets filthy and smelling of sweat but he doesn’t have the energy to get up, doesn’t have the energy to move nor shower nor change his sheets.

He sleeps, your lighter clutched in his fist much like a child having a nightmare holds their plush toy and Ran refuses to wake up and he refuses to move.

He failed you.

He should have forced you to flee Tokyo, should have forced you to stay right in his arms where you were just a few days ago and never let you go to Kokonoi, to Mikey, never let you out of his sights again.

You were his precious little thing, his friend and the apple of his eye, a love he only held for Rindou and you, you meant something Ran couldn’t describe.

You are now nothing but a bloodless god in your tomb, and Ran’s love has run dry.

Rindou is God knows where.

Ran can only pray he’s not following your footsteps.

He wishes he had the energy to go and check, but he feels like a slab of meat on a butcher’s hook and he can’t move and does he still have a heartbeat and is he still breathing and he can’t breathe he can’t breathe does he still have a heartbeat is he still alive-

Ran grips your lighter until it’s etched into the skin of his palm.

Rindou is kneeling before you, an offering of your favourite food and a cup of bubble tea standing in front of him.

He’s grieving, grieving and grieving constantly and he grieves what you could have been and what you was and-

He can almost hear the sound of funeral bells and there is a bird chirping and-

So many ands.

Rindou curls up next to your grave and wishes he could hold you like he once used to, when the two of you were on a mission and came back exhausted without the strength to drive or call a cab and just crashed on the couch inside Ran’s office, covered in grime and gore and the two of you curled up into each other like a pair of kittens.

He still has that photo somewhere.

He wishes humans weren’t so fragile and that you weren’t born into a slaughterhouse.

He glances at your tombstone and closes his eyes, wishing to remember your face and your scent and your laugh forever.

He hopes you’re happy as nature devours you, bringing you back to rot, back to dust.

The steady trickle of alcohol down his throat is as familiar as the lines of his scars, darkness creeping into his room, ringing in his ears practically deafening and he can still hear his own damn thoughts so he opens another bottle and throws the cap of a pill bottle somewhere to the side and he drinks.

Sanzu hopes he’ll die tonight, and so he drinks and he bleeds and he prays to go back to that day in Kokonoi’s office.

How long ago was it? A month? Maybe two? It feels like years have passed.

He’s sure he has already died as a woman approached, standing just in front of him.

“I’m hallucinating, aren’t I?”

She smiles, shaking her head as her fingers softly rub the back of the body on the ground, passing through it, and Sanzu flinches.

It feels like knives and her fingers are cold and it’s as if she reached into his spine and is trying to rip it out.

His body.

“I think you overdosed.” She shrugged, as if it was the simplest explanation ever, pulling a stand of his hair out of the body’s face, “I’m not even really here, after all, I’m dead, Haruchiyo. Or maybe I am here, who could tell? It’s confusing.”

“I miss you.”

Her eyes flicker to his, an eyebrow raising in a familiar motion, her face sceptical.

It feels so familiar yet so foreign, as if her features are melting but coming back together when he blinks.

As if she is wrong.

He feels his brain sounding off alarms.

“Do you?”

He doesn’t even dare open his mouth.

“Come on, Haru, not time to cry yet. I only recently started rotting. I believe the maggots got to my eyes, but they’re not done quite yet.”

He flinches at the words, the tone, the melting smile on your face.

You look only a touch away.

He reaches for you, and his hands pass right through you.

He blinks.

You’re gone.

And you won’t come back this time

Taglist:

@sugusshi @yukihime-mikeys-girl @cielastrae @missarabellla @justiceforvillains @wakasa-wifey @kikis-writing-service @r-xochitl @levistiddies @sup-zfam @toobsessedsstuff @screwlogic101 @netzukochannn @lagrimasdeglitter-blog @angsty-microwave @dilf-city @aces-high

a/n: surprise? idk broskis uni’s killing me 😭

#tokyorev #tokyo revengers #bonten #kokonoi angst #kokonoi hajime x reader #kakucho hitto #ran haitani #kokonoi hajime #rindou haitani #manjiro sano

[stxrmylxve]

The jealousy series is definetly a hit! But now I am curious how would the boys react to seeing their s/o getting jealous and territorial over them. So how about some headcanons for how Mikey, Izana and Koko would react to seeing their s/o getting snappy with a girl that's hitting on them?

Mikey:

he would be baffled tbh

would have legit no words at all for your actions

"You fucking bitch, what the hell do you think you have with Mikey? He sure as hell won't like you! He's with me."

he just looked between you and the girl with his mouth slightly agape

"who says he is actually with you because he likes you?"

"if you take one fucking step towards him, I will not hesitate to do something to you."

he awkwardly apologizes and takes you away at that point, not wanting anything to start up (he sees himself in you in a way iykyk)

"what the hell? why did you apologize?" you whine as he looks away, a faint blush on his cheeks

he bit his lip as he pondered what to reply with...

"it was too hot to handle"

yeah, not what he was going for, but the cat's out of the bag now.

Izana:

a small 'tch' left your lips as he glances over at you, shooting a questioning look

"Listen, he's not listening. Your flirty is pathetic and downright horrible, my dad could flirt better than you. so.. drop it." you spit and interrupt the girl as you glare at her, grabbing izana's hand as you walk off

he glances back at the girl, his eyebrows furrowed as he sticks his tongue out, grinning as he turns back and catches up to you

"so.. wanna tell me what that was about?" he asks with a grin as your glace falters

"it was me sticking up for your oblivious ass." you mutter as a faint blush coats your cheeks

oblivious or not, he was certainly head-over-heels for you

(even more than before)

Kokonoi:

if it were him, he would just wave money in the person's face to get them away from him

however, you were with him today, and the aura around you was deadly

there was a girl stuck to his side, talking about who knows what about her day as you shoot him a glare

all he has to offer back is a quirk in his eyebrow; it was normal?

"Listen, nobody here cares about your day. Get off of my man."

the room went dead silent, even Kakucho turned his head

"I wasn't talking to you, y/n."

"Well, I am talking to you. Fuck off." you say as you get up and peel her off of koko, a scowl on your face as you replace where she had been sitting, clinging to Koko's side with a small sigh

he wraps a hand around your head, throwing a considerably small (smaller than what he usually hands out lol) wad of cash into the girl's face

"leave." is all he says as you glare at her through your lashes

two tigers right here LMAO

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[buccini555]

𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

「𝑲𝒐𝒌𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒊 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅」

➛ Koko is terrified of losing you, that's why he always takes you with him everywhere.

➛ You go to museums and orchestras together.

➛ He definitely can't cook, so he takes you to the best restaurants in town.

➛ The most beautiful gift you received from him was a ring made of rare diamonds.

➛ You go out together and you like to see the city at night from the top of a skyscraper, Kokonoi always looks at you and says that your eyes are so beautiful that they reflect the shine of the luxurious buildings.

➛ He really wants to marry you.

➛ When you dress up in your best clothes, he says you look impeccable.

➛ He weirdly likes it when you call him ''daddy''.

➛ When you're hurting, he takes you shopping at the mall.

➛ He takes good care of you, despite not showing much affection, he always tries to please you with gifts or outings.

#bonten kokonoi #tokyorev kokonoi #kokonoi x reader #hajime kokonoi #kokonoi hajime #kokonui #kokonoi smut #koko x inupi #inukoko #kokonoi angst #kokonoi headcanons #kokonoi x inui #kokonoi imagines #kokonoi hcs #kokonoi drabble #tokyo rev x you #tokyo rev smut #tokyorev incorrect quotes #tokyo trip #tokyo rev x y/n #tokyo revengers #aesthetic #aestheitcs #anime aesthetic #anime edits #my edit #anime icons #aesthetic icons #manga art #manga screencap

[littleoanh]

Hi sweetie! I was wondering If I could ask for an angst to fluff with Fem reader who is dating bonten trio + Kakucho, Koko and Mikey? Reader gets upset because a girl who works for them told her that they are using her while they find someone better and reader believes them becasuse she has low self esteem so she leaves them and when they notice they look for her everywhere?

A/N: Hello my darling anon!! Ahhhh, another low self esteem writing… I won’t go into depth on it but I will make it work and have the angst to fluff theme! Hope you enjoy it!

Irreplaceable

Characters: Bonten x fem!Reader

Warnings: Established poly relationship with everyone except Takeomi and Mochi, reader has low self esteem (MIGHT BE TRIGGERING, WON’T GO INTO DETAILS ABOUT LSE), cursing, implied murder (not the reader), and fluff ending.

Like, reblogging, and kind comments are appreciated.

By agreeing to keep reading, you are confirming have read the warnings.

You stir in your sleep, gradually waking up in the king size bed alone. Mmmm? Where did Koko and Kaku go? Kakucho and you spent the night at Koko’s penthouse, sharing the same bed. Sitting up to rub your sleepy eyes, you look around to see if they were maybe in the bathroom. No one is there, you swing your legs over the bed, wearing the house slippers Koko bought you and head out of the bedroom.

“Oh,” Your eyes light up when you find Koko’s living room is decorated with balloons, flowers, and little presents on the table. You saunter over to the table to find a closed laptop with a note handwritten by Koko.

‘Watch Video’

You open the laptop to find a video file ‘To Our Beloved Waffles’ and you click on it.

“HAPPY THREE MONTHS ANNIVERSARY WAFFLES!” All your boyfriends shout in excitement over the recorded video, Haru being the loudest. You let out the biggest smile on your face, finding this is the most adorable and romantic gesture you ever had from any relationship. 

“Sorry, we’re not there with you right now.” Kakucho sincerely apologizes, “We have some things we need to take care of this morning.”

“But we made special plans for dinner tonight.” Ran happily grins.

“For dinner, we book your favorite all you can eat Yakiniku restaurant and for dessert…” Koko waits for the next person to finish the surprise.

“We’re taking you to eat mo-” Haru interrupts Rin’s sentence.

“MOCHI WAFFLES!” Rin glares daggers at Haru.

“You fucker, that’s my line!”

“It was my idea to take Waffles to a dessert place.”

“And I came up with the mochi waffles.” Rin argues back with frustrations. 

“Which is a dessert place, so it is my idea.” Haru talks in his own logic, then the video gets chaotic with your boyfriends fighting amongst each other. Ran and Kaku are trying to calm down the two. In the midst of the fighting, Mikey approaches the camera to talk to you.

“I’ll come pick you up, Waffles. Don’t be late.” 

“There should be a bag from XX, wear that tonight.” Koko ends the video with screaming in the background. You couldn’t help but to laugh, you always feel lucky to have such loving boyfriends. 

“I should do something nice for them.” You come up with the idea to make some bento lunch boxes for all of them. Having fun decorating each bento box with cute rice decorations. Checking the time on the wall, it’s almost lunch time. You safely pack all the bento boxes in a giant tote bag and make your way to the Bonten building. The security guards politely greet you and allow you access. Taking the elevator up to the executive floor and coming to find Misa, the Executive assistant at her desk. “Hello Misa.” You greet her with a friendly smile, she slightly rolls her eyes seeing you approach her.

“They’re not here.” She rudely ignores your greeting and gets straight to the point. Your heart aches a little by how she is treating you. She never seems to like you ever since you started dating the executives.

“That’s okay, I wasn’t planning on staying.” You still remain nice, trying to not let her attitude hurt your feelings. “Can you please give this to all of them? I made them some lunch and it has all their names.” You show her the giant tote bag, she gives you a judgemental stare.

“Why would they eat that garbage?” Your heart is slowly breaking, “They all have refined taste and wouldn’t eat something below their expensive palate.” She smirks wickedly when she sees your expression slowly dissolve into sadness. “You know, I’m just doing you a favor. I heard them talking about you.” You remain quiet, letting her talk, “They’re just using you to pass some time before they find someone else that’s better than you.” There are tears glistening on your lash lines, fueling her to keep talking, “Do you honestly think they like you? You’re not even on the same level as them.” Tears are dripping down your face. “They laugh at you behind your back. You’re basically a charity case and just an easy person to toy with.”

“You-you’re lying.” Your voice is above a whisper and said with no confidence. 

She tilts her head to the side, “Am I? I work very closely with them. I know everything about them. Why else do you think they’re not here?” Her wick grin grows wider. “They’re looking to replace you.” You drop the tote bag on the floor, bento boxes spilling everywhere, before running out of there. 

“Hello boss.” The security guards bow as Mikey and the other executives are coming back from their morning missions. “[L/n] san was here earlier but…” Mikey’s eyes flicker towards the security at the mention of your name.

“But what?” Mikey questions, normally he is not the one asking questions but anything that deals with his Waffles… he will. 

“We think something happened, she ran out of here in tears.” Their bodies tense in shock, hearing their Waffles leaving the building, crying. Who made you cry? Mikey clenches his fists looking at the rest of the executives, they are ready to listen to his orders.

“You four,” Looking at Sanzu, Koko, Ran, and Rin, “go investigate what happened here. Kakucho and I will look for her at her place.” 

“Yes, Mikey.” Sanzu, Koko, Ran, and Rin run upstairs to see what possibly could have occurred here. Whoever made you cry will pay. They make it to the executive floor to find Misa cleaning up a mess in front of her desk.

“Misa, what happened here?” Ran scrunches his eyebrows. Misa looks startled, thinking she  had more time to clean up the mess before they came back.

“Oh, well there’s just a little accident.” Misa laughs stiffly, Sanzu’s eagle eyes notice your familiar tote bag.

“That’s Waffles’ bag.” Sanzu narrows his droopy eyes and crouches down to level with Misa. Her eyes avoid his blue eyes. Beads of sweat cover her forehead and he senses she’s hiding something. “Misaaaaa.” His scary childlike tone calls out to her, “You wouldn’t happen to know why our Waffles running out of here crying… do you?” 

“I-I-” 

“Speak the truth, Misa.” Rin also crouches down to level with her. “You know what happens when you lie.” His lilac eyes are burning holes through her.

“Why did our Waffles cry?” Ran tilts his head with a callous smile on his face, she feels a chill run down her spine. 

“Found the video.” Koko was on his laptop while the Bonten Trio cornered Misa. He starts playing the video where you came in with your tote bag.

“Hello Misa.” Your saccharine voice plays through Koko’s laptop, Misa’s expression pales.

“They’re not here.”

“That’s okay, I wasn’t planning on staying. Can you please give this to all of them? I made them lunch and it has all their names.” They all practically melt. You went through the trouble of making them lunch? Rin glances at the spilled content, there was a rice head shaped like a jellyfish. Was that for him? 

“Why would they eat that garbage?” The Bonten Trio immediately stare down at Misa, who is visibly shaking. “They all have refined taste and wouldn’t eat something below their expensive palate. You know, I’m just doing you a favor. I heard them talking about you.” Ran arches one of his eyebrows. “They’re just using you to pass time before they find someone else that’s better than you.” Sanzu feels his blood boiling with the poisonous words Misa spews. “Do you honestly think they like you? You’re not even on the same level as them.” Koko’s heart aches when he sees tears dripping down your precious face. “They laugh at you behind your back. You’re basically a charity case and just an easy person to toy with.” Rin is getting close to losing it. 

“You-you’re lying.” Their hearts are breaking when they hear you sniffling and trembling.

“Am I? I work very closely with them-”

“I’m done listening.” Sanzu’s voice is dangerously low, his eyes are crazed staring at Misa. “Soooo you know us very well, right?” His smile turns sadistic.

“You know what’s going to happen next, don't you?” Ran matches Sanzu’s smile, Misa freezes, knowing there was no point of running. Fear is last seen in her eyes. 

Kakucho’s phone starts ringing to find Koko’s name and picks up. “Yes?” Listening to Koko’s explanation of what happened at the Bonten’s Headquarters and how they need a new executive assistant. “Got it.”

“Did you find Waffles?” Koko asks, hopefully. Kakucho frowns while looking at a distraught Mikey.

“No, she’s not here.” Kakucho and Mikey come up empty at your place. You weren’t here and Mikey tries calling you but it goes straight to voicemail. You leave no clues of where you could possibly be.

“Start the van,” Mikey quietly orders, then looks at Kakucho with the most emotional look in his eyes, “we’re scavenging the city and bringing Waffles home.” 

Rin brings the van to pick up Mikey and Kakucho, in the car everyone brainstorms of all the possibilities of where you would potentially be hiding. Koko mentions looking for you at your favorite bookstore, you aren’t there. Ran suggests your favorite bakery that sells your favorite waffle bread, you aren’t there. Sanzu proposes your favorite plushie store as you since you love collecting them, you aren’t there either. Mikey is getting close to having a mental breakdown. Every other suggestion someone comes up with, ends in disappointment. Did they not know you at all? Are they all terrible boyfriends that don’t know you? 

“Wait,” Something struck Kakucho of where you could possibly be at, “I might know where she is. Rin, drive to Hotel XX.” Instantly, when Kakucho mentions that, in their hearts, they know you would be there.

In 15 minutes, they arrive at the oldest and one of the most luxurious hotels in Tokyo. Mikey rushes out of the van, Ran follows, then Kakucho and everyone else. He leads them to the entrance of the hotel’s public and famous garden. He finds the red rose garden with the gazebo, running through the center of the garden. His shoulders relax and heart pounds against his aching chest. There you are, sitting alone in the center of the garden, crying silently, wiping your tears away with your sleeve.

“[Y/N]!” They all scream your name, startling the nearby visitors and you. They bring you into their loving and warm embrace. Not caring if anyone sees them. 

“We were so worried about you.” Rin wipes your tears from your swollen red eyes.

“Why did you run away?” Haru clings onto you with his big puppy droopy eyes.

“How… did you know I would be here?” You sniffle.

“I remembered,” Kakucho tucks your hair behind your ear, “you said this place brings you happy memories of your grandparents.” Your eyes widened, you didn’t expect him to remember that.

“I… I said that a long time ago.”

“We remembered a lot of things about you, Waffles.” Ran caress your plush cheek.

“But… aren’t I just… something to be replaced? Why would you want to remember something… like that?” Remembering the cruel words from Misa. Mikey cups your cheek and pulls you closer to his, for you to see how much he cares for you.

“You are irreplaceable. No one can ever take your place. We only want you. We need you.” 

“Really?” You see the sincerity in Mikey’s raw emotions in his eyes. 

“We love you, [Y/n].” Koko confesses all their true feelings for you. This is the first time you’re hearing them. “We love you so much.”

“We love you.” They hug you in hopes you feel their genuineness. 

“I love you guys too.” You reply, making their hearts feel warm.

“Let’s go back home, Waffles.” Mikey smiles softly, taking your gentle hand. You nod your head once and they escort you back to the van.

“Happy Anniversary, Waffles.” Haru kisses your cheek and hands you a small basket of mochi waffles, startling everyone else in the van. Your eyes light up in excitement, thanking him and kissing him happily.

“When the hell did you pick up some mochi waffles?” Rin’s eyes are practically bulging out.

“Like I said, it was my idea.” Bringing back to the conversation on the video.

“Oh, you want to go, Pinky Pill Popper?!” Rin is close to beating Haru’s ass. The van gets chaotic and once again Kakucho and Ran are trying to keep the peace in the car. While you, Mikey, and Koko share the mochi waffles. The pain you felt earlier is now gone.  You only feel the love of your boyfriends warming your heart. 

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[gaybitchfx]

-🍓 Character(s): Kokonoi

-🍓 Type of reader: M!Reader

-🍓 Category: SFW(angst)

-🍓 Warning(s): Dunno 🧍🏾

-🍓 Song based on: Step on me - The Cardigans

-🍓 Edited: ❌

Admiring and being with Koko were two things you couldn’t help but be happy about. You’ve admired him for years and had the biggest crush.

It took you a couple of years to even tell him and he accepted. You thought dating Koko would be so fun, you two would share affection, hold hands, and maybe even kiss.

But oh boy were you wrong.

He treated you like shit. Never caring about your feelings and just doing what he saw best. You were even more stupid to continue loving and dating him.

Even when he walked all over you like a carpet. You couldn’t let him go, not after wanting and wishing for him to be yours.

Not after loving him for so many years and creating fake scenarios about him in your head. Just the two of you doing all sorts of cute things. But of course, that never happened.

You’d let him treat you like you meant nothing and you’d always forgive yourself not knowing why. Even in front of his friends, he treats you horribly not even putting in the effort to mask his behavior.

“Koko sweetheart could I—” “Not now Y/n, and stop calling me that ridiculous nickname,” Koko grumbled not bothering to look at you and instead just continuing the conversation he had with Inupi.

Inupi felt sympathetic towards you, seeing how you’d deflate like a balloon when he’d tell you things like this but would immediately try and cheer yourself up.

Not even taking the initiative to focus on yourself and to break things off with him. When Koko went to go and do something for a bit Inupi turned his attention onto you.

“Why?” He said making you raise a brow and look at him. “Why what?” “Why are you dating that bastard? He doesn’t care about you let alone love you.” You opened your mouth to speak but no words came out.

Why do you let him do these things to you knowing he doesn’t love you?

When the two of you were just walking you decided to ask Koko something. “Do you love me?” You asked him, catching him off guard. “What?” “Do you love me?” You asked again, but this time you stopped walking.

“You treat me like I don’t mean anything, throw insults at me, and speak about my insecurities loud for those around us to hear... Yet I forgive you. I forgive you because I love you… So please, tell me you love me too, Koko.” You sniffled, eyes already filling with tears.

He stayed quiet for a bit till he looked you dead in the eyes.

“No. I don’t love you.” Those words were like a stab to the heart. He didn’t love you. Not even a tiny bit. “Ok.. I’ll walk the rest of the way home.” You said before leaving the area, Koko didn’t even bother saying anything he walked the other way instead.

The moment you stepped foot into your house that’s when the waterworks began happening. You were sad but upset.

Upset at the fact you never noticed and were blinded by one-sided love.

-🍓tags: @jkloserdazai @reallyromealone @secretivemessenger @lostsomewhereinthegarden

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[seraphdreams]

MEMENTO MORI.

CONTAINS : angst, major (??) character death, dark content, drugging/spiking mention, mental anguish, alcohol, lots of discreet symbolism.

PAIRING : bimbo fem!reader (reader is an assistant), bonten members, hanma and kisaki.

WORD COUNT : 3.4k

SYNOPSIS : your first espionage mission made you realize a lot about yourself.

AUTHOR’S NOTE : this is a lot different from most of the work i put out. i wanted to make this a series possibly, depending on how well it does but enjoy!

Espionage. That was the name of the game, the game you had been tasked with by the insufferable Manjirou Sano. He was somewhat like your boss but mainly a force to be reckon with. If you were to slack around with the others, you knew better than to not be anything but formal and professional around him.

That’s what’s expected of their little assistant right?

Plans and preparations had gone on for months, constant paperwork on your desk from organizing meetings to discussing finances with Koko. Manjirou was never to be found during these times and you wonder what he did when he wasn’t piling missions onto his elites. From the information that you gathered from observing your favorite men during intel meetings and foreign exchanges, you knew exactly who the target was, why—and how you fit into the picture.

“Hanma Shuji and Kisaki Tetta.” Mikey had spoke, hands crossed and rested over the shiny lacquer of the deep oak table. There were obvious looks of distaste on each of the men’s faces but Sano made sure to keep his eyes on you. “I want you to disguise yourself as a socialite and gather intel on their next move and reasoning.”

Sanzu, surprisingly, was first to interject. “You want her to do what, Boss?” You figured his reaction came from a place of possessiveness. He knew what your very first mission entailed, and he knew that there were better ways to go about it. He isn’t fucking stupid. He just loves you, he always has. Ever since you trotted your ditzy self up to Bonten, he knew that you’d be all his and he remained partially right. He had forgotten to take into account all the others who wanted you just as much as he did.

“You don’t think this would end up better if we did it ourselves?” Ran asks, not because he doesn’t trust you but because he knows just how terrible Hanma and Kisaki could be. If you managed to fail, who knows what they’d do to you.

Koko clears his throat before responding, brushing back the strands of ivory-hued hair from his shoulders. “We’ve become too predictable. If we really want to get this done and fast, then we better do it Mikey’s way.”

Truth be told, Mikey didn’t trust you one bit. He didn’t like you at all. He didn’t like the fact that ever since you started working as an assistant, his gang had been going downhill, at least to his standards. You were wrapped around their finger and was the only thing they could think about, which distracted them from what they should be focused on.

“I’ve set everything up. All y/n needs to do is show up and look pretty.” Mikey states. Your mission is to act as one of Hanma’Saki’s devout “fans” and get to know them well enough to the point they’re comfortable with sharing information around “unsuspecting” little ol’ you. You could do that, you were bubbly enough to get Japan’s most feared criminals to fall in love with you, what’s two more?

“Does this sound good to you?” The leader’s gaze is locked onto yours and you gulp under the cold stare, nodding your head and shooting a warm smile, one that works well on the others but not him.

You weren’t working alone, obviously, they’d be fools to leave such a bimbo like you all alone in a world of scary wolves. Since Hitto had stalked and recorded their every move for the past two months, it was 100% likely they’d show up to one of the most finest restaurants in the city, (owned by Bonten but you’d have to be a sleuth to know that) request a private room and a girl to keep them company, this time the girl is you. Wiretaps were already put in place, with the Kokonoi on standby and Haitanis/Haruchiyo conducting a raid on their hideout for any piece of intel in case you’d fail.

You found solace in the mundane things that you’d usually do as you’d get ready to head out anywhere. Music blares from the speaker of your phone as you’re in search of your other earring, humming away to the lyrics of the song. Perhaps this was your way of distracting yourself from the obsolete danger you’re bound to ensue yourself in. If you thought too hard about it, you’d be sick to your stomach and that isn’t what you need, so you continue to mindlessly prance around your apartment, collecting articles of clothing and accessories to decorate yourself in.

A half hour passes by, the sun gradually diminishing into night with few stars to illuminate the dark, atmospheric blanket in. You take notice of the sky, only realizing you’re prone to being late if you continue to dawdle around. Swiftly, you reach for your purse and keys, heading out and on your way.

Your purse feels heavier than usual, mostly due to the weaponry inside but it doesn’t bother you. Nothing seems to bother you. You were a lot like the sun, aiding everyone around you with warmth and light, even if you weren’t shining in one area, you shined somewhere else. Maybe that’s why Bonten loves you so much.

The commute to the restaurant where you’d be meeting with Hanma and Kisaki was short. You had called for a Taxi to take you but soon realized how embarrassing it was when you got to your location in less than five minutes. Next time you’ll be sure to walk home, maybe even call one of Bonten’s chauffeurs to pick you up.

“Thank you!” You beam at the driver after handing him his pay. He purses his lips together and nods his head before shifting the gear into drive and pulling off. By orders of Koko, you were instructed to enter the back entrance of the establishment since it was in such an obscure area that no one would frequent it. He was right. There were no streetlights, no employees gathering on break, barely even any parking spaces. Just a singular gray door with a small lamp overhead.

With your lack of light, you pull out your phone and turn on the flash. Your heels sonorously clacked along the concrete as you tread to the door. You give it one swift push before you realize it’s a pull door. Thankfully, no one was around to see the humiliation arise on your cheeks.

It’s a stairway.

You head up the stairs, attempting to not make any more noise with the pair of $1500 Versace heels on.

Private Room 14.

It came into your sight quicker than you realized, possibly due to your focus being on your shoes. You knock. There’s no answer. You knock again and the sight you’re met with instantly causes your heart to drop.

You’d been so good at distracting yourself that you practically forgot what your mission called for. You were way too inexperienced to be dealing with this.

Hanma. He’s a tall man, golden eyes and blond streaked hair. As soon as he opened the door, the scent of Giorgio Armani cologne flooded your senses. You took him in from the bottom up. A pair of black dress shoes, a black three piece suit with a white button up, some clunky gold watch on his wrist and graffiti on the back of his hands, a singular gold earring to match his watch and circular glasses framing his face. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t find him attractive.

“You gonna keep staring or are you gonna come in, pretty girl?”

The bellow of his deep voice shakes you from your trance and a smile of faux fascination creeps onto your lips. “O-oh, yeah!”

He opens the door wide enough for you to slip through, and you do, smiling at the man who sat down at the table, adjusting his watch.

Kisaki. The mastermind behind it all. You feared him more than Hanma due to all the stories Ran and Rindou would share of how manipulative he was, how he’d do just about anything to get his way. He was the pierrot. Hanma was the reaper.

Hanma pulls a seat out for you before sitting beside you and across from Kisaki. You seat yourself, resting your purse onto your lap. “It’s her, ‘Saki.” Hanma says, in an attempt to introduce you to him. Not that you’d know but Kisaki had no interest in girls, they hurt him and they got in the way. He only allowed you here because his partner was more than adamant on needing the company of a pretty girl to get him through the rest of the day.

“Hi! I’m Y/N.” You beam. He scans over your features, namely your lips, and reigns a smile of his own. “Such a lovely name. Say, Y/N, have a drink.” He hands you a glass of clear, slightly cloudy liquor, already poured halfway full. You’re may be an amateur but you’re not fucking dense as to not realize his intent. You wave your hand around and shake your head, a polite grin at the corners of your lips. “Oh no, no. I don’t drink. Thank you so much though.”

Kisaki’s jaw ticks, his eyebrows slightly raising as if you had offended him. “You don’t..? Have you ever tried?”

You didn’t know whether or not to lie, or to tell the truth and admit that you do in fact drink, you’re just wary of what’s in the drink. “I haven’t. I heard it goes down your throat super bad so I've never been interested.” You take the glass, already regretting your decision.

“Not if you’re drinking the expensive kind. It’s Daiginjo, baby. It’ll go down smooth and sweet.” He mentally backs you into a corner as if he’s trying to shed a layer from you, the layer of falsivity that you have guarded up. “I’ll try it once I order, I didn’t get to eat much before coming here.” You end your sentence with a wry chuckle, your heart beating exuberantly when Kisaki looks at Hanma then Hanma looks at you.

You know that silent exchange all too well. Step one — failed. They’ve already marked you as suspicious which causes your mind to scramble for anything that could redeem you. The alcohol.

Sanzu’s a virtuous teacher, and one of his lessons is about to come in handy. Your mind flashbacks to a few days ago in preparation of your mission.

“When dealing with roofied drinks, there’s two things ya gotta know. If ya swirl it in the glass and it bubbles, it’ll get ya really fucking high. But if it’s darker than the usual color, it’s a sedation drug and it’ll knock yer ass out completely.”

“What do I do if it’s a sedation drug?”

“You can only pray it isn’t.”

Looking down at your glass, it matches the color in the bottle. You swirl it for good measure, noticing the way it starts to bubble up. Thank God. You can pass off being high. You raise the glass to your lips and pretend to drink the contents, furrowing your brows at its “taste.”

“Attagirl.” Hanma coos, picking you up and placing you on top of his lap.

A sequence of 30 minutes passes by. The men must find your ditzy act acceptable since they go on about it as if it’s nothing. The only reason Hanma and Kisaki want you drugged is because they aren’t stupid. They treat every guest like an enemy—like a spy. They couldn’t dare risk someone knowing about their plans — The same plans that they talk so loosely about. “Shuji, don’t get distracted. Remember why we’re here in the first place.” Kisaki says in a scolding manner. The sight of you on Hanma’s lap as he bounces you over his thigh has Tetta reeling. Where his partner lived for the thrill, Kisaki lived for technicality.

“We kill a couple rats, infiltrate Bonten and become the new leaders of Japan, easy.” Hanma says in a vexed tone as if it wasn’t his first time ingeminating the sentence. “It’s not fucking easy. There’s Mikey. We’ve been trying to kill him for years now and he won’t die. Invincible little shit.”

You listen intently at their conversation, knowing not to interject. You need as much information as possible. “Once Mikey’s out of the way, his lackeys will follow.” Kisaki ends, taking a quick swig of his drink.

“What does this mean?” Your query is sounded from a docile voice as you take hold of Hanma’s right hand. “It says punishment, baby. If you keep on being good for me, you won’t get that.”

Softly, you giggle, thinking about what the others could possibly be doing now.

9:07 PM, HANMA’SAKI HIDEOUT.

“Dead. Dead. Dead. Each and every one.” Sanzu singsongs, lightly stepping on his toes to the supposed office of Kisaki’s. The bodyguards and scraps that were set in place to protect the hideout had been successfully eliminated with Ran and Rindou keeping watch while Haruchiyo looks for any documents of physical evidence he can gather to satisfy his boss.

Mikey was his God. Mikey gave him a life with meaning and to attain for that, Sanzu’ll spend his whole life under the king.

Checkmate.

Back at the restaurant, things continue to go smoothly, your identity still hidden safely. A phone rings and it’s Hanma’s. He picks up the call and you can hear muffling coming from the device from your proximity. You try to listen in as best you can.

“Boss… They’re — They're here. Bonten… He shot m-me… Pink hair… I’m the only.. one left… Come quick.”

Heavy breathing is heard from the line, the man on the other end sounding like he’s barely hanging on to the thread of life. Wait, pink hair? Sanzu?

Sanzu must've gotten overzealous. There’s a survivor.

What do you do now?

The both of them hastily get up, Hanma placing you down onto your feet before he finds a more secluded spot to continue his phone call in.

You stand there, internally panicking. You don’t know whether or not to still play into the act or reveal yourself. If only someone was here to guide you.

Fear had to have been evident on your face that it roused Kisaki’s suspicions as he got up to head to the door. He looks to you, deeply. Noticing how your pupils remain shrunken, whereas they should’ve been dilated from the drug.

This was it. He knew to trust his gut. He got too comfortable. With a complete stranger.

“Hm? What’s going on? We didn’t even finish dinner yet.”

Silence.

“Who are you?” He’s leaning in, cornering you against the wall.

“Why are you here?”

You can’t even respond, you stammer. You’re scared.

There’s a gun in your purse.

What would happen to you if you couldn’t complete this mission? Is it worth dying over? Is it worth going against Mikey's orders?

You were supposed to gather intel, how did it get so serious?

His hand is taut around your wrist. It’s probably not supposed to hurt as much but it does. You discreetly reach for the gun as he’s distracted by pestering you, his silver orbs locked onto yours.

It’s aimed at his chest, you pull back, you wince. He doesn’t realize until it’s too late.

Down, from a gunshot wound to the heart.

He was blocking the exit but now you’re free to leave. You flee, with tears in your eyes. Tears running down your face. You did it. You were just as bad as the men you worked for. Maybe you were even worse since you allowed—no, enabled them to do so.

You’re a monster. What do you do now? Where do you turn? Who's gonna be by your side?

Hanma was too busy on the phone with his underling telling him in full detail who was on their tail that he didn’t notice the scene from his peripheral vision. The high-tech silencer did a good job of masking the sound.

He’s seen this scene play out in front of him too many times. Kisaki was never agile so he always put himself in physical danger. He treads closer to his body, kneeling down. The hand of Sin wrapped around one of Kisaki’s. He tried pulling his body up, to sit him up, as if he could aid in his strength.

“You fool, get up.”

Kisaki is unresponsive, lying in a puddle of his own blood.

“That weak ass bullet can’t kill you.” There was more silence.

“…Tetta?”

—

Headquarters aren’t too far from here, maybe you’ll tell Mikey what happened and he’ll fix it.

No, don’t tell Mikey.

You let your subconscious guide you, and that it did. All the way through the doors of Bonten and into Manjirou’s office. You’re a mess, you forgot to even take account for what Hanma will do to the others. For now you tell Mikey everything, even through tears and nonstop hiccuping.

“You’re a killer. A murderer. A criminal.” He stares with dead eyes. “Did you get the information like I asked?”

You sniffle, “Yes sir.”

“Then you did well.”

“B-but i-“

“Death will follow you around until you’re six feet under. Everyone you know will die, everyone you love will die. It's hard to understand at first, but once you do—You’ll live easy, guilt free. You followed my orders, what did you expect from this line of work? The rest of them can handle themselves. Go home, go to sleep, and put today behind you.”

It’s easier said than done, at least for Mikey who’s been in this business for a while. You trust he’s wise and you do as he says.

The doors of Mikey’s office feel like steel as you turn the knob to exit. Your body feels heavy but also as if it could collapse with a strong enough gust of wind. Those same Versace heels clad on your feet come into view as you walk out. They’re stained. In blood that isn’t yours. It fucking sucks, Ran bought those for you.

Your head remains down and you walk on, not bothering to look ahead of you. Which is exactly why you crash headfirst into Kakuchou’s chest.

“Hey, woah, Y/N?” Solicitude flows from his voice as he straightens you up so that you could look at him. His eyebrows are knitted upward and his lips part slightly. You meet his heterochromatic gaze, they’re swimming in dubiety.

“‘M sorry.” You try to displace yourself from the grasp he has on your shoulders but they remain strong. “What’s wrong? Did it not go well?” Hearing his voice caused tears to swell up in your eyes. It was a stark contrast from the monotonous tones you’d been hearing all day.

If you had the strength to relive the memories of barely an hour previous, you would. Yet you don’t. You quietly sob into Kaku’s chest and he slides his hand up and down your back to comfort you. “Do you want me to stay with you tonight?” You nod at his query and after some comfortable silence, you pull from his body and lead him back to your place.

Bonten was convenient. At least the buildings were. Everything you needed resided in the 200 foot tall building. You lived on floor 16, across from Kakuchou’s suite but you didn’t really notice until now.

When you both got inside, you stepped out of your heels and threw them in the trash. You didn’t need the reminder, or perhaps the guilt of keeping something that reminded you of your first hit. From this point on, there would be many.

It’s silent. It’s silent when Kaku runs your bath water for you. It’s silent when he cooks you a meal—something quick, like ramen. You didn’t eat much, he knew you wouldn’t. He knew not to overstep his boundaries. That’s what you liked about him. The others felt entitled to you but in a way he didn’t. He didn’t feel the need to ask you about your mission or make small talk. You both sat in comfortable inaudibility all the way up until you decided to go to bed.

He strips from his suit until he’s in nothing but briefs, and joins you under the covers. “Tomorrow’ll be better. I know how rough it can be.” He states. Simple words he doesn’t even believe himself soothed your uneasiness and you rested your head on his chest.

He’s warm. His arms wrap around you so gently, with care, it’s like you’re an innocent angel.

His heartbeat was a good distraction from your thoughts, an indication of the life still flowing through his body. It brought you back to earth, brought back your humanity where chastity was thrown out the window.

Soon, you’re drifting off to sleep.

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[white-poppie]

Because I love you!

Characters: Koko, Kazutora,  Izana

Genre: ANGST

Writer: @ white-poppie

A/N: The phrase ‘the moon is beautiful’ is a code word for I love you.

≡ IZANA

Izana must have been sculpted by a greek god; his nectarine skin and ivory hair that moved cinematically under the fraying moonlight. Specs of stardust that seemed to fall down every time he moved his hair--he was truly ethereal.

The two of you were sitting on the ledge of some building in Shibuya. You couldn’t care less, not when your heart was speeding out of control.

Izana looked at you with hazy eyes, Adam's apple bobbing up and down as if he was inhaling the air around you.

“You hair looks like its clad in star dust,” you whisper.

Izana let out a faint chuckle and leaned back on his elbows, “is it now?”

“Mhm,” you answered, while swinging your legs, “its so pretty.”

Izana sighed contently and closed his eyes, feeling the winter air prick his face.

“Izana,” you whispered heavily, “where do people like us go?”

Izana’s eyes opened and he looked at you, “What do you mean?”

“I mean, people like us, who have no where to call home; where do we go?”

“We build a home for ourselves,” he choked out, heart clenching with each syllable, “we make a place for ourselves. All those shattered Hopes will provide a stable foundation for the building of our dreams one day.

You sighed and looked at him closely, " M' scared Zana."

Izana helped your hand in his, tracing upon your knuckles, "why?"

"Don't fight Manjiro, I am so scared.." you said and you words were heavy and watery, "I know you are very strong, but I am just petrified at the thought of you getting even remotely hurt."

Izana gulped and cupped your face in his palms, "swear nothing's gonna happen to me, I'll return back to you, safe and sound."

You trembled as tears left your eyes," the moon is beautiful, isn't it?"

Izana felt as if his voice stuck in his throat he looked at you as if trying to figure whether he heard you correctly or not. Tears left his eyes as he vigorously shook his head, “yes, yes, gods it is very pretty!” He chanted as he littered kisses all upon your face

...Now as you saw the crimson decorating his starlight hair, you wished you had said the actual words, “I-love-you.”

≡ KOKONOI

You were lying on your back on the grass knolls in field, the soft fabric of the picnic mat gazing your elbows, you swong your legs. Kokonoi lay on his back eyes closed and head resting on his elbows.

“You are staring,” he said while his snake eyes fluttered open. You gulped and looked up at the sky.

“Something bothering you?” he asked, sitting up and leaning a bit too close for your liking. You took a shaky breath and mumbled a small ‘no.’

“ ‘S just that, I wonder if...you are over Akane yet,” you ask and look at him. A scowl adorned his features and you were suddenly scared.

“You out of all people shouldn’t be asking this question!” he shouted making your flinch at bite your lip.

‘Now is not a good time’ you thought, but when would it ever be a good time?

“ ‘M sorry Hajime,” you whimpered, “I know you loved her and you still do,” you smiled at him.

“what is with you today? "he growled and got up, "I am leaving."

"Wait," you called out and held his hand, "Hajime hear me out."

He looked at you at his heart hurt terribly at the sight of your tear- laden expression.

You gulped and looked at the ground, still holding his hand, “I love you, Koko.”

Hajime’s eyes widened as he snatched his hand away from yours, “What the fuck?”

“Yeah,” you chuckled, and Hajime felt his head spinning from the sudden confession and the guilt of it.

“It’s pathetic, isn’t it?” you laughed.

”I am in love with someone, who is in love with someone and that someone will never be me.”

≡ KAZUTORA

You were working in the pet shop with Kazutora, late at night, helping arrange the boxes of dog food.

You and Tora had never truly worked alone, Chifuyu was always there, lingering somewhere, but today he was ill and you two had to do his work too.

You really don’t know what triggered him...he probably looked at the picture of Toman founders on Chifuyu’s desk.

But boy was it scary to see the man you loved fall apart. Falling and tripping on containers like a confused animal.

“Tora! Tora stop you will hurt yourself!” you tried to hold him still, he struggled in your grip, writhing. Your heard pounded in your ears and at the same time hurt for him to see him so scared.

“Tora, please, please, shh its okay, we will figure it out, calm down,” your lips trembled as you uttered the words.

“No! Let me go!” he was moving like a worm in your hold now. You couldn’t leave him! You could already see the bruise forming on his hand due to bumping against the table, he would just end up hurting himself more. 

“Tora! Stop! I love you!” you froze up as those words escaped your gullet, you had no idea why you said that.

“No you don’t! Stop lying to me!” his nails clawed on your arms and tears of pain escaped your eyes as you pushed him away, looking at your arms, it was as if a bear had attacked you.

“You are just here to act like a bitch, I don’t love you!” His words pierced you more than his nails could ever have.

A sob escaped your throat as you cried in pain. This seemed to have snapped him back to his senses. His eyes widened as pupils moved in panic.

“Y/N,” he said too gently, as if scared that his words will hurt you more.

Tears of humiliation, rejection and pain flowed down your eyes.

“I didn’t mean it!” he cried and fell to his knees, “I didn’t mean it, please I am so sorry! You are always looking after me, you don’t deserve to be treated like this, I am so stupid!” 

“But you were honest about one thing,” you croaked out, “you were honest about the fact that you don’t love me.”

Kazutora didn’t respond, he just kept staring blankly at the blood that dripped from your arms.

His silence was enough of an answer.

Tokyo Revengers (東京リベンジャーズ)

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Synopsis: Your husband, Hanma Shuji is dead! You team up with Tachibana Naoto, Chifuyu Matsuno, Ryuguji Ken and Mitsuya Takashi, you go on a journey full of betrayals and twists. Can you find out what really happened to your husband?

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[nevermeyers]

In the Bonten!Timeline, the only things who make Inupi sure that Koko was alive were the anonymous and luxurious gifts sent to him at christmas and for his birthday. And the flowers put on Akane's grave one time by year. Meanwhile Koko kept a photo of Inupi on him all time, and changed it every years, for a more recent.

This is very emotional :')

I imagine Seishu waking up on a holiday morning, perhaps his birthday, discovering the delivery man on the other side of the door. Maybe he lives alone on the money he's made working on D&D, or maybe he shares a flat with Draken because he doesn't have enough to live on his own.

Still, he'd yawn and say he haven't ordered any packages, but the delivery man would show you his name and address and an anonymous sender. Then Seishu's head would click and he would take it without saying anything. He would quietly go back upstairs to his room and sit still on the bed looking at the package. It may not be elegant. It's brown and dull, but the interior is the complete opposite.

Who knows? Maybe it's those nearly $600 Dolce & Gabbana stiletto heels he've been eyeing for future purchase. Kokonoi knows how to read him even years later, in Bonten's shadow, trying not to be corrupted by everything that happens around him. Trying just for Seishu.

He knows everything and knows about his tastes because he has been by his side, although not long enough not to regret having missed. He might have parked his car across the street from D&D Motors just to see him come in. Maybe Sanzu knew about it —I'm sure Sanzu secretly controls everyone's lives to make sure no one is a possible traitor— and got so mad at him.

Even with everything, Kokonoi is still there. Seishu knows it. It's like a presence that accompanies him and weighs on his shoulders like the uncomfortable reminder of conversations they never had. He probably feels guilty, empty because Kokonoi can't see him trying on heels in front of his mirror and smiling weakly. At night, it becomes more painful.

The box has been recycled and the heels are in his closet, but it's not enough. He doesn't want gifts, he wants him and he knows he can't reach him. Even if a decade has passed, Seishu would be sure Kokonoi hasn't changed. Perhaps he dreams of him and can see again those dark, slanted eyes, the silky black hair, even if he doesn't know that Kokonoi has bleached it.

And Kokonoi would be afraid. Afraid of getting too attached to him, of having to push him away because of his work. He would be so afraid of meeting Seishu that he would never do anything but send anonymous packages. He wouldn't want him to know what he's been doing, or with whom, not even about how dirty his hands are, how rotten his heart is.

The last and only shred of humanity that would remain in him would be Seishu.

I'd like to think about a reunion for the sake of my sanity or the opposite.

Perhaps in Seishu coming home at night, after staying up in the middle of the night fixing a motorcycle. In the middle of the empty streets, he is attracted by some whimpering coming from an alley, where Kokonoi would be bleeding from a gunshot wound.

Kokonoi would think he was delirious with the figure of Seishu. He would raise a red-spattered hand to caress his face, while Seishu would go crazy trying to pick him up and get help. Seishu would take him home when Kokonoi pleaded they couldn't go to a hospital or they would definitely kill him.

Who knew what trouble he would have gotten into, but Seishu would take care of him.

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[vinsmokelover]

TOKYO REVENGERS || YIN AND YANG

Seishu ‘ inupi ‘ Inui; YIN

Hajime ‘ koko ‘ Kokonoi; Yang

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[herdecisions]

Tokyo Revengers Ch. 251 SPOILERS

make me cry then ok

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[luka-ali]

Leia (Wife! Akane x Painter! Kokonoi x Painting! Inui)

Angst

Word count: 1.37k

(Inspired by Luka Megurine-Leia)

His wife died. Her body was reduced to nothing but ash the unfortunate incident that nobody had predicted. He never hated flames more in his life. He despised them. More than that, he despised himself for being powerless. He tried to save her. Like a hero on the battlefield, he ran to her, not caring if his skin burned, not caring if his property is destroyed, not caring about anything. He just wanted his wife to be safe and sound.

The Gods surely hated the man. Somebody had cursed him. If they wanted they could've taken him away but they chose to make him suffer. Maybe he didn't deserve happiness. Maybe he was the worst kind of scum. He was there sitting outside the ICU, hoping that everything will go back to the way it was.

"I'm sorry, She is dead," One of the doctors had informed him. He stood there looking at the white walls with a blank face. He did not believe that she died. The doctor was lying to him. He was jealous of him. How can Akane die when he could still see her right next to him?

Kokonoi came back to his cabin. It was a place where he would paint his pieces. He was known for his talent, he was young and had a vision that artists hold to make themselves known to the world. He could feel it, his Akane was right here. She just needed a physical form. How can he give her that?

After a lot of thinking, he came to the conclusion that he would make a painting of his wife. That way, he could look at his wife, talk to her, and stay with her. Kokonoi took this sketchbook and started jotting down ideas.

"No! No! No! this is not right!" He yelled in annoyance as he ripped the painting rigorously. The painting didn't look right, it didn't feel right. It was the imposter of Akane. His Akane was as pretty as a lily, as enchanting as the stars, as captivating as the snow, and as heartwarming as the new year's dawn.

After a painful year and a half. Finally, He drew a painting. He stood there in awe. What was this feeling? This nostalgia?

It feels like love. He fell in love. The painting was ideal, the best version of his love. The burn on the side of her head was an interpretation of the fact that his love was the prettiest even with imperfections. Her hair was slightly chopped, to show her delicate neck. Her transparent skin was as white as snow.

"This is it, Here you are with me, My love," Kokonoi said as he caressed the face of the painting. He ran his nails on the neck of his love as he was reminded of the first night of their wedding. Anyone would look at him and say he was indeed too deep in love. Almost unhealthy.

Let me feel you one more time.

Kokonoi had been telling a story about an annoying customer he had come across at work. He had been seated at the dining table with his meal in front of him. This painting was placed with the utmost care on the chair that was right in front of him. An exact plate of food in front of it.

Kokonoi felt as if it was the first time they met, in the library, where he felt tingly like there were butterflies flapping their wings in his stomach. This feeling is real. He was happy, he could feel his love's presence. He smiled brightly as he continued to talk to the painting about his days at work.

The painting wasn't living. He was a fool.

Let me touch you one more time.

"Where are you, my love?" He called out as he came back home from work. He embraced the painting at the sight of it.  He knew that his love embraced him. He could feel his love's warm embrace, it had always been like that. He used to cuddle with her under the sheets vulnerable as he showered her with his love.

Surely, if he can touch and feel the things he knew before, the painting was indeed living. His lover was right next to him, right?

Let me see you one more time.

"Mr. Kokonoi has lost his mind. He tells us that his wife is alive and they are the happiest. I went to the funeral and also visited her grave. She is no more." One of his friends at work said. He didn't mean to eavesdrop but when he did he was furious.

First the doctor and now his friends. What is going on? He saw his love right this morning. There is no way she is dead. Who do those people think they are?

He lost himself too deep. No one can bring him back to the shore.

"My love, Open your eyes", He asked as he looked at the painting. The painting barely did anything. Kokonoi had tears in his eyes. No! he refuses to believe that his colleagues were telling the truth. His love is right in front of him. He wasn't crazy, he wasn't mad. He was just a lovesick fool who is sinking deep in love, that's not abnormal.

"Look at me, I beg of you, "He said as he cried loudly at the painting. Why wasn't it responding to him? He looked at it closely, the cardboard canvas felt nothing like skin, no butterflies, no flowers blooming in his chest. He can't feel any more but at least he can hear his love's voice, he can see her, smell her fragrance.

"If you can't look at me, I'll give you my eyes," He said. He took his favorite palette knife that his wife had once gifted him and gouged his eyes and offered it to his love. He will do anything for his love. He knows no bounds.

Let me hear you one more time.

"What have I done?" He asked himself in despair. He can't look at her beauty. The face that he sees every morning, every night, every time.

'Koko, it's alright,' He heard the sweet voice of his wife. Yes! everything is alright. You are here with me, I am here with you. Nobody will come between us. He can listen. He can talk to her. That's all he needs to survive. A sign, it doesn't matter if he can't feel her, touch her, or see her. As long as he had a sign, that his love is here. That's all he needs.

Let me smell you one more time.

"What's wrong? My love," He spoke once again. This time couldn't hear anything. Why? everything was fine before. Why was this happening to him?

"You gave me a sign last time, where are you now?" He called again. He smelled gasoline. It was the same smell like the last time he saw her.  She was calling for him. He poured gasoline on the painting and himself before lighting a match.

He reminisces the flames, those darned flames that took the life of his love, and the smell of burning wood surrounding him. He couldn't see anything. He wasn't sorrowful, he was going back to his wife. He was happy, almost beaming in joy.

'I'm coming back to you, My love," He said his last words. A perfect ending where he dies along with his love. Sadly, when he went to the afterworld he didn't meet his love because his love was a mere painting.

People do outrageous things in the name of love. Even the smartest of folks fall prey to this damaging feeling. To him, he never once regretted falling in love with Akane. At the end of his story, he had been unfaithful to Akane. He failed to realize that 'His Love' and 'Akane' were two different beings. His painting was who he wanted Akane to be; not who Akane actually was.

Drawing of Koko's love.

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[stxrmylxve]

I loved the jealousy headcanons! Can I get some for Mikey, Rindou and Koko as well?

of course!! i might make a whole series because everyone seems to like them 😭

Rindou:

jealous!rindou isn’t one to show a lot of emotions, he’s just sitting in the corner brewing up a storm internally

jealous!rindou isn’t afraid to vocalize his feelings, though, and very well will within a few days of the flirting from Ran towards you

jealous!rindou will most definitely fight, regardless if it’s his brother or another person, to prove that he isn’t messing around when he says that you’re his.

jealous!rindou will fight on his own without even telling you. he will come home completely exhausted, but to himself he knows it was a job well done and he can rest peacefully that night

Mikey:

jealous!mikey reminds me of a kid tbh. he huffs and puffs when the person is talking just to spite them; he dares them to say something about it too

jealous!mikey doesn’t give two shits about the person, mikey could easily overcome them in one punch and therefore has nothing to worry about. he also knows that you swore your loyalty and realize the shit you were associating yourself with

jealous!mikey doesn’t want his hands dirty with something that could make you mad, therefore he gets someone to deal with them. but he might throw a few nasty glares and punches, but only if he has to

jealous!mikey is a mysterious one; you never know how he’s going to react. and especially after he confronts the person, he is like a nutjob. which… makes the person back off so it’s not the worst

Kokonoi:

jealous!kokonoi has his connections and will hire someone to go with him and talk to the person. it’s a subtle conversation, and money obviously comes up at least once. however, it’s all part of a scheme

jealous!kokonoi knows his power, he works under taiju, and at the time, taiju had gone undefeated and had plenty of anger to boil over from.

jealous!kokonoi took advantage of the person and struck them, unbeknownst to you, and shooed them away. he has many connections, and they can be useful.

jealous!kokonoi shoots them a grin as he leaves, knowing damn well they won’t be back to bother his s/o anytime soon. he leaves his men along with the person in the room and walks away, a new wad of cash shoved in his pocket to shower you with later

jealous!kokonoi is a sweetheart with a dark side, and he knows he a snake himself too.

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[buccini555]

𝐀 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 Part.1

Summary: A date with bonten members! What it would be like to have a date with one of the Bonten members in my imagination. 🖤

Genre: Fluffy/Hot.

Content: Contains some warmer languages, but nothing explicit.

♡ 𝑲𝒐𝒌𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒊 𝑯𝒂𝒋𝒊𝒎𝒆 ♡

➳ You went to one of the best restaurants in town, he reserved a table in the outside area of the place where the lights were lower and some candles were lit making the atmosphere more romantic.

➳ As soon as he saw you arrive, he couldn't help but notice your clothes, you were stunning causing his eyes to sparkle.

➳ -''I've never been in front of such beauty''

He says as he stands up to greet you with a soft kiss on your cheek.

➳ He asks for a drink of red fruits with Sake, you drink while your eyes meet, then the main course arrives and you soon finish the meal, later more drinks arrive at the table along with the desserts.

➳ You finish the dinner a little drunk and decide to go to a luxury hotel located in the city center, the driver from Kokonoi takes care of taking you to your destination in a black BMW, still inside the car, you exchange caresses and kisses, anxious to reach your chosen destination.

➳ When you arrive at the hotel, the reservation is already made and you take the elevator up, continuing to kiss.

➳ -''Calm down, we're almost to the bedroom, sweetheart''

He whispers in your ear as the elevator doors open and you walk to the luxurious suite chosen by Kokonoi.

➳ As soon as you enter the room and kokonoi locks the door, the kisses start to get more intense and his hands run gently over your body.

➳ -''I'll be yours tonight,'' He says.

➳ You continue to kiss while your body heats up, your clothes are taken off and the satin sheets caress your skin.

➳ The night was long and you spent it together, after ''that'' Kokonoi was caressing your face waiting for you to sleep so she could rest after the date.

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[mikeysbabygirl]

Mikey's girl

Warning : minors DNI, 16+. Suggestive, heavy/strong language, blood, injury, Bonten being gossips but nothing more, kinda comical and funny !

Pairing : Bonten! Mikey x Female! Reader

Summary : what about meeting the Bonten ?

Since the day he met you, Mikey tried his best to keep you away from his gang life. Until that night...

Note : This is a short one shot, no one requested this, it's just a small thing I've been imagining before going to bed lol right after writing this I'll be back to your requests guys !

WORD COUNT : Around 6000

PART TWO : HERE

Running out of time.

Running out of thoughts.

Pedal to the floor, Sanzu pressed it until the dash indicated a number way out of speed limits.

A road, a race.

Not against a car, against time.

Against death.

And he didn't even knew where to go, which turn to take next, all he knew was that, damn, Ran is a motherfucker and Rindou an asshole, but Mikey would kill him if the elder died on his backseat.

-" Fuck, Mikey, we can't go to the hospital. "

That one, sitting right on the passenger seat had his fist against his mouth, biting hard on his fingers. Before he could even look at Sanzu or answer, Rindou's voice cut off from behind.

-" I don't fucking care about prison, you go to that shitty hospital. "

Dark irises peered through the car's central mirror, at Rindou's shape sitting on the backseat.His brother had his head his lap and his feet on Kakucho's.

The youngest Haitani sustained his boss' look, though trembling from inside, he kept a stoic face stained with his brother's blood, hands pressing Ran's thigh to slow down the bleeding.

If the road wasn't blurry from the speed Sanzu was hitting, if Ran Haitani was not bleeding to death on the backseat of his car, Mikey would have slashed Rindou's throat open for that order. Yet, Rindou was stained with his elder brother's blood, on the verge of losing him.

How couldn't he understand ? Especially him, who's brother have been stolen from him, who couldn't even get a look at his face one last time ? Through his hollow chest, there was still something beating, beating for him to do the right thing.

The right thing, the right one, the idea clicked in his head.

-" Take the right turn to Ebisu. Tsubaki's district. "

Bonten's second nodded, took the right turn just in time to head for Ebisu and was almost startled by Rindou's voice shouting from behind.

-" Mikey you fucking serious ? You... You know what ? Drop us. "

-" Rin' " Kakucho tried only to be cut off again by that one.

-" Just drop us at the hospital and you can go back to the headquarters. "

Pleading eye glance was dressed by an angry stare in Rindou's eyes, one that has been promptly ignored by Mikey who just started guiding Sanzu through the dimly lit streets.

Scoffing loudly, the Haitani brought his eyes to his brother's head on his lap, droopy eyes,shallow breathing, and a burning fever.

What the fuck is going on ? He wanted to scream.

-" I... I don't get it, you removed the bullet from his leg, why ain't he getting better ?"

Kakucho, receiving his question sighed loudly trying to calm his frantic heartbeats. Wiping the sweat off his forehead, along with the worry for his friend, he shrugged.

-" I don't know, maybe an artery has been touched ?"

-" And what the hell do we do-"

They were almost propelled forward by the power at which Sanzu had parked, immediately noticing that they were now in a residential area.

-" Wh-"

-" Stay here. I'll be back in a minute. "

Mikey left no room for argument, quickly getting out of the car and making his way to one of the houses, knocking at the door.

Be here, he prayed inside. Be here...

Multiple questions and death glares from Rindou toward the house after, the lights inside the house turned on.

2.am in the morning they knock at your door, every woman should have been afraid to even get up from bed.

But how to even be scared ?

There, all your dreams taking the shape of a man sharing your bed since weeks and weeks, standing in your front porch light.

The magnet to your smile, Sano Manjiro, he was a regular of your front door, the gift of the late night for you. So much, you hadn't even changed from your Pajama shorts and strapped top, nothing he hadn't seen anyway.

Only for a minute, the universe pretended it loved him. For a split second, there was just... Manjiro, and you. Because his heart had beaten like when he was a kid, a happy kid, seeing the smile you offered him with sleepy eyes.

What a shame if his old friends knew, after years of trying, the thing lifting him from the floor to be a weak small woman...

But your smile dropped as soon, remarking that he wasn't coming inside like he used to do, taking the hand you offered that it took him some time to get used to, but eventually started leaning in your touch.

-" A bitch, really ?" Rindou scoffed from the car, far from your eyes and ears. Indignation filled his blood but he was soon shushed by Sanzu and a frowning Kakucho.

-" She's not one of our girls" Sanzu explained, confused. " I don't know this place. "

They three watched their boss interacting with the young woman from afar, and stiffened when both of them started walking toward the car before Mikey opened the rear door from Rindou's side.

-" Here he is. " He showed you a rather tall man, head and feet resting on two frowning men legs. The street as well as the inside of the car were dimly lit, you could not see much more than blood flowing from the middle of his thigh, where his pants have been ripped. Mikey opened the door a little bit more when you crouched down next to the car, startled by the hand of the man gripping yours even before you could touch the injured man's face.

Guilt was a foreign principle for Rindou yet he could have sworn that was exactly what he had felt the minute the girl's doe eyes peered at him, maybe far, far from that sad reality where he was holding his brother's bleeding body, he would've took a minute to admire how beautiful she was...

Sensing his reluctance toward you, you pulled your hand away from him and peered at Mikey, standing next to you. You might have missed the dark glare he sent toward Rindou...

-" You told me he has fever, right ?"

He nodded, turning back to you. Frowning, you looked at the three men inside the car who already were eyeing you curiously.

-" Do you still have the bullet ?"

-" Are you fucking kidding me ?" The one with the purple mullet answered you, you pulled your head back surprised by the hostility in his tone. " Why in hell would we k-"

-" It's here " the one with the scarred face cut him off with a hurry, leaning toward the car's floor to reach for the bullet he threw there previously. He hadn't missed the step Mikey had took toward the car after hearing Rindou's answer, it was nor the time neither the place for fighting.

Taking the bullet from him, at first nothing seemed special about it. Yet you had your idea about the fever, and went to smell that one. Other than the smell of smoke and blood, and there was an after smell to it. One you used to smell at the hospital shifts...

The ball has been damaged, either from the impact or when removed from his body, but what had caught your attention was the dark, heavy paste adorning the crooked bullet, your head fell slightly backward in a curse.

-" Fuck... "

All of them frowned, but Mikey did because you rarely cursed, Rindou was faster to ask about what the fuck you mean. His words.

-" The bullets have been laced by curare. A deadly poison. "

His heart missed several beats, eyes going naturally back to his brother who already had passed out, his throat felt tight, and he couldn't even focus on your words when you stood up and mumbled to Mikey to get him inside your house.

Turning the living room lights on, Mikey moved your table out of the way while Rindou and Kakucho lifted Ran's body until your couch.

- " I'll be back in a minute" you whispered to Mikey before heading toward the bathroom, working at a hospital, your first aid kit was more like a whole surgery equipment.

All of their eyes watched you as you came back to the living room, hands full of medical equipment you put on the table before crouching down next to Ran who was lying on your couch, and there under the light they could finally take a better look at you.

And they were stunned...

Mainly because well, you looked like nothing of the usual girls they had at their clubs. Your face was empty of all make-up, your hair was loose falling around your face, but how attractive was that raw, natural sight...

Kakucho leaning with his elbows on the back of the couch, Rindou standing right next to him and Sanzu standing next to the armchair Mikey sat on, all of them eyes were on you.

And to say questions were eating their brain alive wouldn't be out of place. It was obvious with every rapid flutter of your lashes hitting those cheekbones, from your wide-eyed gaze, too pretty, too young, too pure for this, them, and him.

But you hands didn't shook, you didn't hesitated a second before wrapping the sterilized tourniquet around his leg, and to say the strength you put in that one woke Ran up screaming from pain... Well, you might be perfect for Mikey, they thought.

-" The hell-" Ran arched his back and breathed heavily, hand reaching his thigh to remove the pressure, as Rindou's hand pushed him flat on the couch, a soft one stopped him, he landed his eyes on you and-

It might have been the poison, the pain, but no one ever looked at him so... Truly.

-" I know it hurts, but you've been poisoned. I don't want the curare to reach your heart".

And just like that, a man surrendered. It all took a pretty shiny eye color, smooth hair surrounding feminine features, and a tiny voice coming from enticing lips to wreck his guards and make him drop his hand, make him take the pain.

Okay, you thought to yourself. This is do or die, the shallow breathing he had could be either because of the pain, or because the curare reached his lungs...

Was it too late or not, you were gonna give him the antidote.

-" Why'd you made this ?" The one with the mullet gestured toward the tourniquet, you went to answer but he cut you off again. " You better not make him lose a leg or whatever shit you've done it for, if he lost it-"

-" If he lost it what ?" Your voice rose up, dropping the syringe you previously had in hand to put both of your palms flat on the couch.

-" This, i'm only tryna repair your mistake. " You glared at him under everyone's surprised expressions. " Who do you think you are, removing the bullet as if you were doctor House ? That's the result of your recklessness, the poison spread faster and I'm trying here to limit it so you better shut up and not shout at me under my own roof".

Stunned, once again, no one found the words actually. It was obvious Rindou was upset, from how tight he was clenching his fists, however you managed to convince him to let you do your job.

As for Mikey, he simply could not take his eyes off of you.

You, his moonlight secret, the tide of his feelings, ones he thought he would never experience again. It all started with a smile, and before he could understand anything, a night a week, two nights a week, to an additional tooth brush in your bathroom, left t-shirts, and this house became a home.

Sure he knew you deserved way better, yet once you let the devil in your front porch come inside, again, and again, it felt right. He held you tight, and that was all that you seemed to need, his bruising hold, his cold hands and rough touches.

Took and kept him in your hands in order not to break him as if he was a promise, let the devil inside and kissed all of his demons.

You were all softness and delicacy, that was mainly why he has been surprised by the daggers your eyes threw at Rindou, and damn his heart missed some beats when you got all of his men tail between their legs with just a higher voice. That is when pride bloomed in his chest, seeing you head high in order not to drop the crown, his crown.

His queen.

It did not stopped him from glaring at Rindou however, while you were busy administering the treatment to his brother. Needless to say has it been another random girl of their clubs, he would not even care.

But you, the missing heart beat, the late night rendezvous, the tatoo-lingering kiss, he felt personally offended.

Thanks God, after minutes of giving him the treatment, the so-called Ran seemed more connected to reality. The tourniquet must have been done right before the poison could reach any higher parts and it was only his luck. And thank God, curare's antidote was a simple myasthenia's treatment, one you could easily have home, otherwise the ending would have been different.

They all watched you as you stitched him and him wincing from time to time, then the man with a scar along his face helped you throwing all the dirt.

Strange was it how you didn't even felt threatened. An angel standing in silk pajama lingerie, surrounded by demons who could not keep their eyes off of your bare legs under your camisole shorts, off of your breasts perking up under the silk strapped top.

Why would you be afraid ? Satan himself glared at his demons and soon their four pairs of eyes found the floor very much more interesting than his angel.

-" How ya feeling ?" Rindou asked his brother once you left to " make some coffee".

-" I'm good, thanks to her. You should... You kinda fucked up tho " he answered while eyeing his boss from the corner of his eye. Rindou who was leaning against the couch sighed, he knew he kind of loses it everytime Ran would be in the middle of it, and he regretted it now, really.

-" Yeah, your girl saved the day Mikey".

That was Sanzu trying to get crumbs of the truth and Kakucho elbowing him discreetly. Truth be said, he has been smelling the smoke and now he caught the fire. Usually he would be driving his boss home after missions, the late months were the exception since he preferred using his own bike, one that he didn't touched since years actually.

His usual spot at the VIP floor of the club where he would be silently mourning has been empty, and oh that was definitely not a white hair of his on his black turtleneck.

Mikey knew perfectly what Sanzu was doing and therefore just ignored his statement, would it confirm his thought ? That you were his girl? Let that sink in.

-" Here !" Your soft voice almost sang, bringing a busy tray with several coffee cups. You put that one on the table and quickly made your way back to the kitchen, fighting the smile on your face once Mikey's eyes got stuck on the plate of his favorite pastries you brought and put on the table. Needless to say he was the first one to reach them, your cooking never failed to impress him.

-" Thank you, for this and... " The man with a scar and heterochromatic eyes started, before Rindou grabbed a bowl of coffee and locked eyes with you.

-" And sorry for... You know. He's my brother and... "

-" I get it " you flashed a smile that had his heart sinking in his chest, impression or not the room warmed like water with it.

-" We own you one " That was Ran, lazily smiling with droopy eyes from the couch. He more than everyone in there was shamelessly eyeing you from head to toe, the fever he had experienced previously waking up his lower belly now that he could take a better look at you.

Their boss knew, and they all knew the unspoken forbidden words choking everyone of them at that moment ; what in the heaven, hell or earth had put such a blessing in Manjiro Sano's blood stained hands ?

-" And those ones are Mikey's favorites by the way " he precised toward the pastries.

You chuckled, and everyone, even the most heartless of them all felt it, the light seeping through all of their darkness.

-" I know, I always have some for him. "

Always, there was it, the fire Sanzu had spotted from miles. Rindou's weary expression turned into a whole surprised face, because damn, you were it. Perfect, either was it your face, your features, or just how every curve of you was a kiss for the eyes.

It was your beauty for Ran, the blooming young one, the forbidden thing for dirty men like them.

It was your devotion and honey-dripping self for Kakucho, how is it that their boss haven't drained you of all colors ?

It was your fierce for Sanzu, how you put Rindou back in his place just as if you were raised by Mikey himself.

And your wit for Rindou, useful hands, smartness, knew from A to Z how to deal with a poisoned bullet.

And they could go on for the night, why this house shouldn't be soiled by him, nor by them actually. The fact was, his hand reached for your waist and pulled you into his lap, and the smile you gave him could light up the whole town.

And there she was, his solace in the grip of his hands. He knew what they all thought and he thought it too.

Too good, too pretty, too much for him. One day, you would figure it out and leave him but, his heart beats were a countdown until you would realize it.

And you'd blew him away. He'd be blue.

Until then, he would take them soul crashing glances and enchanted kisses, see would the darkness swallow the light ? Or would the latter shine through?

-" Well... Think it's time for us to go " Kakucho cleared his throat and threw warning glances at his three co-workers. They were staring.

-" Oh, just leave him on the couch. It's better not to shake his leg for now " you warned Rindou who was about to help Ran to get up, the elder brother gulped down at the enticing thought of staying and they all looked at Mikey.

-" I'm gonna take a shower."

That was it, his answer. He would be staying, for sure he would never leave you alone with Ran. Well, he would have been staying anyway...

Sanzu's eyes widened slightly as he peered at his co-workers, Rindou had actually the same reaction, until Kakucho implicitly pushed all of them outside, waving good-bye at all of you and telling Ran to have some rest.

Back to the car, and Kakucho counted.

One, two, three...

-" The actual fuck ?"

The whole neighborhood must have been woken up by Sanzu's loudness at this rate, he turned to look at Rindou sitting on the passenger seat and Kakucho on the back.

-" The actual fuck is Mikey getting his kicks with the glamour-puss when we thought he was depressed as hell " Rindou replied, pulling his hair back still incredulous of what he just witnessed.

-" Could you drive us all home already ? " Kakucho rolled his eyes, earning curious glances from his friends.

-" Really? That's all you got to say ?"

-" Well..." He sighed and rubbed his eyelids. "She is obviously... something else, I'm happy for him though, man has been through hell. "

-" Something else ? " Rindou mimicked. " She's a damn dreamboat. "

-" And she's a nurse, maybe even a doctor. Like, she has degrees hanging on her wall-"

-" Fresh clean pussy " The youngest Haitani chuckled soon followed by Sanzu.

-" Think Mikey fucks her as hard as he kicks ?"

-" Let's watch how she walks tomorrow and we'll know ".

-" You two are the reason why we can't have a Bible " Kakucho winced in a disgusted face, soon enough they started the car and he knew he would not stop hearing about it...

•••

Washing the thoughts under the water, the devil would have traded his hell, to let the water purify his sins. Once in a lifetime, Satan had wished to repent, all to be worthy of that damn forbidden fruit. Once in a lifetime his chest wasn't empty, it was filled with concrete-like worries, not good enough, not good at all.

As always, too swallowed in his own darkness, Mikey didn't heard the bathroom's door opening nor the clothes hitting the floor, and almost got startled by the warm hands wrapping around him.

When you are young you know nothing, they say. But you knew. He was walking some of his darkest alleys again, so hard to follow him through.

But it was alright, you just held him and if you two stumbled in the dark, then you'd fall together.

No words were needed, you turned him around and all the unspoken were in your eyes. Fever dream kisses, light touches on his cheeks, whispered sweet nothings built a wall between him and his demons.

Your hands pushed harder on his shoulders, frowning he looked at you and you whispered a " Trust me". He trusted no one.

But...

He dropped on his knees for you.

You smiled at him and your fingertips started massaging his scalp, washing his hair for him. Mikey hummed in silence, and slowly, like a sleepy child his head fell between your breasts.

Even your heart beats hummed a sweet melody for him, steady and slow, like whispering no rush, I'm not going anywhere.

-" You're so pretty... " You whispered, and smiled when he just growled.

As if you don't like it, you thought and rolled your eyes. And he did like it indeed, but he would never admit, burying his head deeper against you.

How could, whatever God after years of cursed fate, gift him such a blessing ? His arms tightened around you in another bruising hold, but you didn't said anything. You just took all of him, and he wondered was there a part of him you didn't took ? Did you even left anything for him, once you'd be gone ?

-" You gotta close your eyes " you whispered grabbing the shampoo bottle, Mikey looked up toward you.

No, they would come back.

And you were there, raw for him, nothing in between your two naked bodies except the water washing the sins away. The only sight that would ever give him goosebumps, you just had to be there, and he was not empty anymore.

-" I... don't like darkness."

And you were the light. Why would he close his eyes ?

On his knees in front of you the king admitted defeat, undressing his fears, and you swore to be there whenever his crown would be too heavy to carry.

The love caressed his cheek softly, no need to run, in your arms his darkness was tamed.

You drew stars around his scars, and like a blood stain marked him forever. Holy was the vision of the devil getting his wings washed, did it really matter if the angel would be stained ?

This was Manjiro Sano trying. He would change the ending, Peter would not lose Wendy, the bridges would not burn down, and the sun would rise on a whole new day after the dark night.

'cause after the poison, the blood, there were only two bodies loving each other in the middle of the night. One single heart beat, one skin, where you ended ? Where he began ? Holding yourselves so tightly it was just too hard to tell.

And in the end of the day, it was all that mattered.

•••

-" Dude, I'm telling ya. She's his girlfriend, not a bitch " Rindou explained to Kokonoi, Takeomi and Mochi. The first sitting behind his desk, he was working until late night when they all came in talking non sense about their boss having an affair, Takeomi was about to leave as well as Mochi.

-" we're talking about Mikey... Like, Mikey, like... White hair, dark impulse, Dorayaki ?" Kokonoi inquired with a confused face, only for both Rindou and Sanzu to nod their heads.

-" I don't believe you. "

-" No one fucking talked to you " Haruchiyo snapped toward his brother who just ignored him.

-" Either you do or not, he's home with her now, and Ran is there too. " Rindou pointed only to be stopped by Mochi.

-" What the fuck is Ran doing ther- you know what ? I don't want to know these kind of details."

-" He's been injured, and she is a nurse-"

-" A doctor, I'm telling you " Sanzu popped a pill from his bottle with a suggestive look.

-" And she's fucking hot, like... Lava hot. "

-" Like « I'm on the cover of playboy magazine » Hot " Haruchiyo added, Kokonoi rolled his eyes again.

-" I honestly don't trust your taste in women."

-" Kakucho ?" Rindou asked for the latter's say in the matter. That one who just sat on the couch sighed, crossing his legs and looked at Kokonoi dead in the eyes.

-" She's fucking gorgeous. "

-" Aha !" That was Sanzu, obviously, who was told he was too loud from his brother and who answered him with a middle finger.

It was usually this way,Bonten, all blood and guns from the outside, gossip girls behind closed doors.

Takeomi was about to add that he trusted Kakucho's taste more than the two others when the sound of Rindou's phone echoed through the room.

-" It's a Video call from Ran " he frowned, some of them gathered around him as soon as he answered it, seeing his brother's face on the screen.

-" Yo ! Aren't ya supposed to be sleeping?"

But no sign if tiredness was perceived in his face, he strangely was more... Interested.

-" What the actual glamour-puss fuck ?" He asked, getting his face even closer from the screen earning a chuckle from Mochi and Sanzu.

-" That's exactly what I said !" His brother pointed with wide eyes, but Ran was not done yet...

-" Wait bro, that's... "

He stood silent for a minute, dropping the phone on the couch which made his brother and co-workers frown.

-" Hey, you there ?" Silence... " Ran ?!"

Suddenly, the screen showed his wide eyes and a smug grin again.

-" Damn you'll never believe me, but I'm hearing moans, fucking moans !" He whispered-yelled the last part, the reactions were either a scoff or wide eyes.

-" quit shitting and go to sleep alr-"

-" I swear to fucking God, Rin' you know my face when I'm lying. They're in the bathroom, and there's fucking moans !"

They watched the younger brother's eyes widening, yes he knew his face when he was lying, and it was not that one.

-" Oh fuck-"

-" How's it ?" Kokonoi inquired curiously, like all of them trying to hear anything.

-" Quite sexy actually, softest moans I've ever heard I think... "

-" Can you record ?" Sanzu asked before getting an incredulous look from Kakucho.

-" Ran go to fucking sleep-" that one was cut off by Rindou.

-" No, can you get up ? "

-" Steal panties !"

" Mikey's gonna bury you alive " Mochi warned him, the confusion previously in the room replaced by an incredible unusual light atmosphere. They were simply acting as children and they knew it, but it was all so new coming from their boss, the usual iceberg that no one could even help it.

Even Kakucho, the one calling them out for their behaviours found the thought of your moans... Interesting.

-" I'm not stealing the panties. " Ran rolled his eyes, and in front of his friend's silence, he added. " but I'm recording. "

-" You all are so twist-"

It hit, it sounded, and weighted like a ton falling on their shoulders. Upstairs, where both of you were minding your own business, a particular thrust from Mikey sent you to overdrive, had your eyes rolling in the back of your head and legs trembling, crying his name so loud they heard you from the other side of the line.

All were kind of stunned, the voice moaning being cotton-candy soft, well now it had nothing holy...

-" Damn..." Ran's eyes drifted toward th ceiling, gulping down.

-" Keep.your.both.hands.on.the.phone. !"

PART TWO : AVAILABLE HERE

SANZU'S GIRL : SOON TO COME

Honestly, I don't know if I cringed so hard or if I laughed writing this, I'll just let you decide which one to pick but I couldn't just not write it, it has been haunting my brain for a whole night lol.

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[cannellee]

Will you be sharing any yandere omega Tokyo revenge?? 🫣🫣

TOKYO REVENGERS YANDERE OMEGAVERSE ★

୨୧ alpha!yandere! Tokyo revengers x omega! Reader (pairing : mikey, draken, mitsuya, taiju, kokonoi, hanma, izana, sanzu)

— what is it like being in a relationship with them

cw : sex, manipulation, red flags 🚩...

(I'm not doing baji here but later since I got a separate request for him! enjoy!)

౨ৎ my other yandere work : baji

౨ৎ my masterlist : ☆

MIKEY

it's safe to say yandere alpha mikey is a bit protective, to say the least.

always questioning whether his omega will be safe or not, the all consuming fear of losing his relatives is so strong he can't help it.

you can't go out on your own obviously, mikey needs to keep you under his watch and make sure you're not in danger.

that's why he's almost always keeping you inside, only allowing you a brief taste of fresh air once in a while and only if he's with you.

he can't risk losing you.

alpha mikey is proud and possessive, a look your way and he's throwing hands and sending anybody to the hospital.

you learnt the hard way it's better for your safety and everyone's that you listen to him, because once he's set his mind on something, there's no going back.

will actually restrain you if you ever try to leave without his consent. why can't his omega stay still? he knows better than you, he knows what is safe and what isn't, so why are you so adamant to disobey him?

yes he prevents you from going out, yes he's the one who gets to decide what you can wear or not and yes if he tells you to strip, you strip. but, at the end of day, isn't he doing all that for you?

he knows how tough the outside world is, his sweet omega wouldn't last a day. he needs to shield her from the ever so unfair world and show her that mikey is the only one you need.

he can provide, he'll work hard just for you and he'll make sure you're always fed and have a roof over your head.

in exchange, you need to promise you'll stay right by his side.

your delicate self can't handle the roughness of the world.

TAIJU

yandere alpha taiju is violent, you can't change my mind.

he's obsessed with his omega and thinks the only way for him to protect her is to scare her enough she'll never think about disobeying, hence doing stupid things.

taiju is very sure of himself and he knows exactly what an omega like you needs.

you're weak and vulnerable, taiju is going to be your only support in life, be grateful.

wants pups and you'll give it to him. he has a predefined image of the perfect mate : a submissive omega, devoted to her alpha.

and that's what you better be if you don't want taiju to beat you into being a good little pet.

he has no problem using his pheromones to force you into submission either. you can plead and beg all you want, taiju will only stop once you've sworn you'll never upset him again.

you need to initiate pda, he acts like he doesn't like it when you do, but if you don't expect a grumpy taiju. he'll doubt your affection for him. why aren't you clinging to him like any lovesick omega would?

you're too dumb for your own good in taiju's eyes, omegas like you need an alpha in their lives otherwise they're lost and putting themselves in constant danger.

useless to mention, but you can count on taiju to never let you see the sun again. the only thing you need to focus on is him, your alpha. other people are futile.

MITSUYA

now mitsuya is smart and sweet. a great combo which makes your dumb omega brain so oblivious to his manipulation.

treats you like his doll, so delicate and precious, you need his care and attention. his omega is so needy :(

tells you what to wear, scolds you like a child when you misbehave, controls what you eat and your sleep schedule.

you can't handle yourself, mitsuya knows that, and that's why he's here<3

but you won't notice him slowy cutting off your contacts or progressively keeps you more and more inside his house until they point it out to you.

and you realise they're right. it's been so long since you've last went out, you're getting bored. but mitsuya is quick to reason his gullible mate.

how cute of you to think about going out when you have him right next to you! you don't like being with him? even though he des all those things just for you? how ungrateful:(

but mitsuya is so understanding, he knows you're just overwhelmed. don't worry, as your alpha mitsuya will make you feel better<3

now go and make a nest for the both of you, like the good omega you are!

mitsuya will soon come to cuddle you, he knows how needy you are for him<3 he'll praise you for doing so well to please your alpha and you'll thank him for being so kind and reliable. that's the perfect scenario in his head!

DRAKEN

now alpha draken is patient but he makes sure to keep you in line.

while mitsuya can be a bit lax on how you behave, draken will make it clear from the beginning he doesn't tolerate disrespect.

he loves you, he really does, that's why he's so strict when it comes to your relationship.

as his omega, you have your own role you need to follow. draken will follow his, keeping you safe and happy.

in the mean time, you listen to his words without any complaints or he'll have to punish you, and you know he hates that:(

he isn't too rough when it comes to punishment, he'll most likely scold you really harshly, scare you a bit and cuddle you. all of that to put you in your place a little and remind you that, while he can protect you, he also has the power to hurt you really bad.

but he doesn't! because he loves his omega, and you should thank him for that<3

when he's stressed, present yourself to him without a word and let him fuck you until he's satisfied. as a thank you, he'll buy you plushies, nest items... name it and it's yours!

if you obey well, a relationship with draken is actually really great!

KOKONOI

alpha kokonoi is dominant and tends to mock you when you don't listen.

he wants to make you feel dumb, so you don't tempt anything by yourself.

what do you mean you can decide on your own? of course you can't, that's what kokonoi is here for.

now shut up and listen to your alpha for once. you think you can actually be smarter than him? he's sure you're lost if he's not here to guide you.

kokonoi is absolutely delighted by the fact that you're financially dependent on him. and he makes sure it stays that way : not letting you work and cutting all of your ties with the working world.

now he's your only support and he feels so much pride and happiness to know he's that needed by his precious omega.

he will buy you tons of gifts, money doesn't matter when it comes to you. praise him and show him your love, that's all he wants as a thank you!

he is possessive, don't get mistaken by his soft tone and gentle smile.

he'll probably never really get into a fight ; he'd rather ruin someone's life forever. either by using his money or his connections, you know kokonoi can do great things.

he lets your relatives alone though, he knows you would never forgive him. but that doesn't mean he won't threaten you to hurt them if you were to misbehave. of course he wouldn't touch a hair, but you don't need to know that<3

HANMA

worst alpha ever. I hate him sm

alpha hanma has a laidback behaviour, which could trick you into thinking he actually doesn't care about your whereabouts.

but you find out soon enough that you can't escape him.

he's a scent lover, and really possessive. this combo makes him super clingy in an unbothered way (if that makes sense).

always groping you lazily while inhaling your flowery scent, his grasp appears soft but it tightens the more you try to wriggle out of it.

mocks you like you're the stupidest omega on earth, he makes you feel so small and helpless that you sometimes don't even talk back.

and while he gets off the fun it gives him to have a bratty omega by his side, he also loves it when you're submitting yourself to him, never challenging his authority over you.

expect hanma to be absolutely shameless when it comes to sex. he's touching you anywhere anytime, flicking up your skirt and bending you over when you're cooking, pushing you down to your knees when you're out in a dark alley... hanma doesn't care and neither should you.

but your embarrassment, unable to retort anything at all because he's your alpha and he can do whatever pleases him, makes him want to ruin you even more!

IZANA

as his omega, you're not leaving anytime soon.

he probably has you shackled and locked inside a beautifully decorated room, meant for his omega's use only.

it's full of nest items, plushies he precociously chose himself, tons of clothes that smell like him and the food he brings you when you've been good.

the sight would be very pitiful to any outsider, but to izana you looked so perfect, throning over his apartment like a delicate princess.

you can't get out of this room and only izana is allowed to come inside. that means he's the only person you can talk to.

he's so scared to loose you, the only person he loves so much that he's being extra careful!

he actually hopes his vulnerable omega will come to love him as much as he loves you if he's the only one in contact with you.

surely you'll grow desperate for human touch and throw yourself in his arms, right?

forcefully scents you and uses a system of privilege to push you into acting good.

actually thinks he's the reason why you're being a bad omega with him and is reviewing everything he's done so far.

misbehave and he's leaving you on your own for days or even weeks, you won't know for how long and you also won't know if he'll at least come back to feed you.

now you're left in the dark and silence of your room, with nothing to do but overthink and sleep. your brain quickly becomes hazy and cloudy, your mental state not helping at all.

once he's back, you better apologise and beg for him to never let his dumb omega alone again. show him just how much you need him, he relishes on your neediness for him.

your anguished whining and pleading, along with your sad scent is enough of a proof that you don't need any more punishment.

he loves that his method worked on you and that you've grown to become so dependent on him<3 he'll have to be more careful in the future though, it seems his omega is more vulnerable than he thought:(

SANZU

now sanzu probably is the worst alpha actually (I was a bit harsh with hanma😒)

is 100% drugging you. he can't have his omega disobeying him and being so trashy with him when he's only trying to cuddle.

you become so docile once you've swallowed a couple of pills sanzu can't help but abuse it.

he's making you gulp down the strangest of drugs. they now messed with your head and you never complain at all!

you've become the most clingy omega and he's not complaining! your glossy eyes and blurred speech is just so cute, you messy but sweet scent is like a drug on its own, he can't resist you<3

sanzu is one to drag you basically anywhere with him. but of course you're not allowed to speak or look at anyone beside of him.

that why you keep your eyes glued to the ground. and when you're at one of his club and you're left all alone for a few minutes, it doesn't matter if you're being bothered or harassed : shut up and wait for your alpha. he's not far away anyway.

the alpha that was being annoying is shot dead the moment sanzu sees him within a perimeter of 10 metres from to you.

by now, everyone is accustomed to his antics and know to never talk to you.

he has so shame as well, and will force you to have sex basically anywhere if he feels like it. especially if someone was about to threaten his claim on you.

you're his, nobody should even look at his property wth.

now he's fucking you on the couch of the vip room of his club, the music blasting outside making you dizzy and his pheromones forcefully wetting your entrance.

sanzu will never let you go, he'd rather die than doing so<3

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[sanb3rry]

is it love if every waking hour it’s you who’s always on his mind? your smile, the way your eyes light up when he enters the room, how you’ve forgiven him for all the sins he’s committed just because you love him.

he’d never be able to have a normal life with you, one in which you two could sit on the porch of your first house in the morning peacefully as he admires the way you drink your coffee. he can’t be the one who you wake up to every morning, he can’t be the one who gets to cook dinner with you every night as you sway along with the music.

in spite of all that, you choose to stay and love him, for that he’ll love you always and forever.

suguru geto, eren yeager, reiner braun, bonten!sanzu haruchiyo, bonten!ran haitani, bonten!rindou haitani, bonten!kakucho hitto, bonten!kokonoi hajime, tenjiku!izana kurokawa

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