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yanderederee · 3 months
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cw: yan!themes/mentions of murder/attempted murder/angst/little comfort at end (lowkey yan!reader? oops)
a/n: I’ve had an idea to write this for a long long time now, and only now felt the motivation to do so. Sorry I can’t help having a savior complex~
—-*depicts PreManila!Mikey
Part1 … Part2 … Part3 … Part4 … Now~
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How long had it been since Mikey went missing, now? How many years had it been since he broke your heart, with that dark and empty look? Your Manjiro… what happened to make him look at you with those dead eyes?
All these years later, you still hadn’t found the answers to any of these questions. Even when you tried to escape the mystery of his leaving, the guilt of not knowing ate away at you. Sure, Mikey had his own issues he had to work out. He was severely messed up over the continuous misfortunes that littered his life. But you always hoped he would keep you by his side to help him find the peace he deserved.
After his disappearance, Toman did their best to look after you. Having been one of Mikey’s support systems, they respected all the effort you put into coddling him. Draken especially. Over the years, they would maintain contact with you, but never had any information to comfort your plagued conscience.
Recently, however…. Obituaries of your once friends were popping up left and right.
Murdered.
Your head spun when Draken’s funeral invitation sat in your shaking hands. Draken? Of all people, he was the strongest person you knew. Dead? Just like Mitsuya, Hakkai, Sanzu—everyone. Was there anyone left to cry to? Takemichi briefly occupied your thoughts, he was still alive, right? But he’d been out of contact for so long, would he even recognize you?
All the death and disappointment of the rotting world had taken its own toll on your mental state. All these years, it was still hard to find stable work. All your money was spend to surviving, your head just barely above water. No matter how hard you tried doing better, nothing ever got better. Not since Mikey left.
The night of Draken’s closed casket funeral came to pass, and all that remained was your sobbing self, having just made it back to your quiet home. Everything became more real all over again. Every single time you attended your old friend’s funerals, something inside you felt like it died all over again.
It wasn’t worth dragging yourself to bed. Wasn’t worth changing out of the same black dress you’ve worn so many times now. You may as well be buried in it. You were surely to be next; right? No one knew who the murderer was, but given the grudge on Toman, you had to be somewhere on the list; right?
You didn’t even care, at this point. Let them come. There wasn’t anything left to keep you connected to this damned existence anyway. Not since that day. Not without your Manjiro.
In the middle of the night, your sleep was once again interrupted with another nightmare. This was normal.
What wasn’t normal was this weird ominous feeling. Like something was watching you. Maybe it was because your window blinds were wide open. Maybe it was because of your bad habit to leaving your front door unlocked. Regardless, that fear quickly dissipated.
You had no tears left to cry, and felt numb to the events that plagued your thoughts at every waking hour. If something bad were to happen, perhaps you would welcome it.
“How pitiful…” you croaked out a humorless laugh. That was right. You didn’t care if something happened to you. Not anymore.
“You’re awake…” spoke a familiar voice. Despite your previous claim of fearing nothing, you broke out into a cold sweat at the sudden sound. There was someone in your apartment. Staring at you. It was instinctual to look around for who.
“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”
Having heard him the second time much closer now, your head snapped to the side, about ten feet away was a man. He was shorter, with long black hair and dark dress attire. The room was dark, so even while he was hard to make out, your eyes zoned in directly to the intruder’s eyes.
Your own eyes welled with tears. You knew that empty gaze anywhere. It was him, finally.
“Manjiro…” you whispered affectionately. There was no mistaking him. Weak in the knees, you still attempted to meet him in standing. What do you even say? Should you be mad, he broke in, right? You should be angry about the way he left you—everyone, without reason. Yet the only thing you felt was gratitude.
“I missed you.” You admitted. There was nothing left for you to lose, not even pride.
Mikey’s expression flinched, but only for a moment. He was always weak to your crying. His lips gaped for a second, but slipped back into a thin line. He held back words you so desperately wanted to hear.
“Never kicked that bad habit of yours, I see.”
He was talking about your unlocked door.
“You were never good at picking locks, how else would you get in?”
“Were you expecting me?”
“Hoping more than expecting.”
“You should value your life more, you know.”
“So I am next, aren’t I?”
He was once again at a loss of words. You were right, but he expected you to at least scream at him for leaving the way he did, wail about why he would commit the atrocity of murdering everyone he cared about, beg him to spare you. Anything.
Mikey stepped closer, til you were within reach. He drew out to touch your cheek, expecting you to recoil and dodge. Yet when his cold skin met with your tear stained cheeks, you all but nuzzled into his hand.
“Were you lonely?” You asked, even though you knew the answer. He had lost himself to that same loneliness a long time ago.
“I’m sorry,” you gently laid a hand over the back of his own, warming him with what little heat you had. “I should have ran after you that day. I shouldn’t have let you go so easily. I’m sorry.” You apologized again, a mournful expression taking over as your tears fell in doubles.
“I didn’t give you a choice.” He answered, slowly bringing up his other hand to lightly caress the soft skin on your neck. With one hand, he tightened his grip around your neck. “You never had a choice.”
While it became more difficult to breathe, it wasn’t impossible. He definitely had the strength to do so physically. Yet you two stood in longing eye contact.
“I’ve been as good as dead for a long time now,” you offered him a weak smile, once again leaning into his hand. “My life has been yours, ever since we first met. Do with it as you will.”
“I’m just so happy I finally get to see you again…” you desperately wished to throw your arms around him, breathe in his scent and give him all the warmth you had to offer. But the grasp on your neck kept you in place.
“Why…” Manjiro couldn’t understand. “Why don’t you feel any resentment towards me? I was the one who ruined everything back then. Even to this day, I’ve killed so many friends. Even if you hold no value for your own life, you cared about them, right? Or did they mean nothing to you?” His grip tightened, causing you to choke.
Dare you explain yourself? He was about to give you the closure you craved, either way.
“Revenge was always your thing, not mine. I’ve no use for it. Not when the only thing that now matters to me is already right in front of me…”
Mikey narrowed his gaze. “You really should value your life more.” He graveled with another squeeze, cutting off your air flow.
You didn’t struggle. “My life… is yours…” you repeated, smiling past the tears running down your face.
It made his stomach twist. Was it disgust? No, guilt. After everything, you were just equally as broken. Lonely, with no one to turn to. Just like him.
He imagined you, back in middle school. With all your passion and laughter. He remembered your embrace, the tears you shed were always on his behalf. Your selfless acts of service.
His hand around your throat squeezed even tighter, bruising the soft skin underneath, before ultimately letting you go completely.
“Mine… you say…” Manjiro sighed, hanging his head. He couldn’t do it. He thought he’d killed all the emotions he had. Thought he could leave it all behind and wipe the slate clean. But he couldn’t. Not when his heart still yearned for something. You— always you. Only you, now…
“Yours,” you affirmed hoarsely, cradling his head against your shoulder tenderly. Your beating heart sped up, so eager to have him close.
Despite all his sins, you were elated to still have him. Your Manjiro.
Again at a loss of words, Mikey sighed, allowing himself to be held. He fell slack against your arms, and loosely wrapped his arms around your waist. “I still have you…” he affirmed himself, like hope still existed.
You nodded, and eased him in further. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders tightly, combing your fingers up the nape of his neck and gently scratching his scalp. Your other hand smoothed over his back up and down.
He was real. In your arms at last.
“I’m here.”
And he believed it. He didn’t care if you were lying or manipulating him. Having been ready to end it all himself, with nothing else to live for, and neither did you.
Just two lonely souls seeking each other. This was enough. Even if he couldn’t end it tonight, he could in the future. Even if he had nothing else left to keep him attached to this rotting world, he still craved your embrace. If only for that one thing, he wanted to be alive.
To hold you; and to be held by you.
Even if nothing else mattered, you were there. And that was enough, if only for tonight.
And so, Mikey closed his eyes, and finally found the peace he’d long been searching for. If only for tonight, he slept in comfort and content. And when he woke, you would still be there, your life forfeit, and his to claim.
Life had meaning again.
Even if that meaning was just each other.
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yandereloversblog · 2 years
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I've seen a lot of writing about Bonten Sanzu being mean and an asshole (and I lowkey find it fun) but what about a darling who's usually cold and collected, only showing respect to superiors because otherwise she kinda glares and finds everything annoying but when she meets Sanzu she kinda likes him and acts opposite; real sweet and nice but with him only. How will Sanzu take this?
𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄!𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮
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╰┈➤ . . . 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: 𝚄𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖
╰┈➤ . . . 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦: 𝚃𝚘𝚔𝚢𝚘 𝚁𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜
╰┈➤ . . . 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚢𝚘 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚞
╰┈➤ . . . 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛, 𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛 , 𝚄𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚃𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚌 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜𝚎𝚝, 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛, 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝙸𝚗𝚟𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚌𝚢, 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐
╰┈➤ . . . 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜
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This lowkey a really cute request, too bad Sanzu's a maniac.
... It seems I have gone overboard but this concept kept turning out too fluffy and I didn't like it 😀 Bonten Sanzu will never be a good yandere to have after you... Unless you've been together with him ever since he was a kid.
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Sanzu didn't like disobedient people, especially if they disobeyed him- or god forbid they disobeyed Mikey.
He missed one meeting because of a job he had to do out of Japan and he comes back to hear those Haitani brothers kept talking about a pretty looking new recruit who was being a pain in the ass.
Apperantly they didn't talk to anyone and kept avoiding conversation, only listening if Mikey told them something.
Now Sanzu, rightfully so, felt that his position was being threatened as Mikey's loyal dog.
So obviously next meeting he's going to sit right next to you and give you a glare, wishing that you tried your "I'm better than you" attitude.
Then you actually looked back at him, your eyes locking with his glare and Sanzu saw how you looked surprised for a second, then shyly smiled and gave him the softest hello in a small voice as if to not disturb the others in the room.
Historic moment in Bonten; Sanzu shutting his fucking mouth for once.
Man was shocked, curious, amused and most definitely in love.
As soon as the meeting was over he went to Rindou and started lowkey choking.
"Are you fucking dumb!? Do you not have eyes and ears!? I should kill you for being so stupid!"
Normal fight between them but Sanzu was genuinely angry this time around. He was about to shoo you away and Rindou and his dumbass brother would've been the cause of that.
Sanzu immediately would try to reach out to you and ask you to hang out- he'll be mean about it tho. He'll DEMAND you hang out and give a back handed or sarcastic compliment because he's nervous.
Most likely drag you to these hang outs of executions or parties... Then a few casual dates where you did normal couple stuff... Then him just cuddling you...
And you'd LET him- you even thought he was funny when Sanzu told his stupid dark humor jokes that would definitely get him canceled on Twitter.
The conversation of who was attractive came up once and Sanzu immediately asked you.
"It's definitely me isn't it [Y/N]! Tell these assholes the truth."
"Well I can't deny that~ even your scars are super pretty Sanzu."
Sanzu was also left speechless and he might've kissed you impulsively in front of everyone and cuddled you for the rest of the night.
... Yeah everybody knows now. It was hard to miss because whenever Sanzu saw you he'd basically stick to you like glue. An arm around your shoulder, waist, even holding your hand, hugs from behind, glaring if someone was staring or trying to talk to you.
Sanzu just grinning when he sees you sitting on the couch, immediately going to lay down with his head on your lap and cudde to take a quick rest.
Especially happy when he sees you smile down at him and pat his head but as soon as someone else approaches your expression falls into that cold one.
Sanzu just looking smugly at Ran who's hand was shaken off by you because he placed it on your shoulder.
"Don't bother my [Y/N], Ran. If you touch them next time I'll cut your hand off."
You bet Sanzu's a cocky bastard whenever you come up. Taunting the others because it's very clear Sanzu is the only person you listen to and like -and Mikey of course-
Then he starts to get very possessive. Putting you in clothes that he likes, getting you a collar, being physically more affectionate and giving you hickeys in public.
Giving you very affectionate nicknames and usually calling you "My [Y/N]"
The only reason why Sanzu probably hasn't locked you away is the fact you genuinely only pay attention to him and shoo everyone away.
"[Y/N], if anyone approaches you tell them to fuck off. Don't let anyone lay a hand on you okay? You're mine. If they fucking touch you I'll kill them and then hurt you too so don't let it happen!"
This is when Sanzu starts to get restless... His sober self is literally unable to function if you aren't near him, luckily this only made him more lethal to enemies so Mikey doesn't mind.
Especially the reward Sanzu gets after; your affection and attention only on him, especially your praise when he hugs you.
Sanzu -and all of the other Bonten members too if they loved you- can't exactly stay stable for long if they realize you genuinely love them. It's like finally getting something you've wanted for years and being too scared to let it go.
Sanzu has definitely broken into your place a few times just to steal a few things to keep to himself.
Though it just has to be one little mistake from you... Just one small slip up that Sanzu would've let go of in the past.
You touching someone for too long might be his breaking point and he'll literally bring you to his house, place a shock collar on you and smile.
"This is where you'll be staying from now on [Y/N], and don't even think of leaving or I'll cut your legs of alright? So be a good doll and listen like you always do~"
Then you see Sanzu get on drugs and boy is he overbearing.
Gonna rip the bandaid off and say that drugged up Sanzu will most definitely hurt you nearly to death.
Sober Sanzu revels in your affection to the point he can't breath if he doesn't have it, all because you only love him and no one else but when the drugs hit him he's so overwhelmed he can't help but hurt you.
All while smiling and grinning when you start crying from the pain as he carves his name on your skin multiple times, saying he loves you very much.
You've gotten Sanzu to depend on your affection so much to the point of worshipping, he doesn't want to hurt you but the problem is no one is there to keep him in check, he can't help the overwhelming urge to hurt you because kisses, praises and sex just isn't doing enough, he wants to do and show you EVERYTHING.
But it's worth noting you get somewhat good aftercare at the end. He'll never let you die.
"It's fine right [Y/N]? I'm doing this because I love you, I love you so much that I can't help myself~ Ahh even your tears are just as pretty as your smile~"
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a-round-watermelon · 1 year
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Been listening to "Where's My Juul" lately, so I decided to write a shitpost with the Bonten Trio.
Ran Haitani x female reader but its really just reader going off
Warning: shitty writing
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WHERE'S MY JUUL
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The music is blasting, your eardrums are trembling, these disco light blinding every surface of the club.
Today Ran Haitani decided to let loose tonight with his perfect little angel, aka you, plus his brother and that crazy pink clown ( basically dont exist, don't mind him ) in one of the well known clubs Bonten owns.
Sanzu was drug up as per usual, downing bottles of alcohol. Ran and Rindou was at the VVVIP lounge with cigarettes and hookers, having a good time. You however was on the dance floor, spilling beer with your smudged makeup and one broken heels in your tiny black dress.
Wanting to get some smoke in your system, you start reaching out your pocket for your JUUL ( specially custom made ofc) when you notice the pocket was empty. Panic start rising as you fiddle a few more seconds. Your JUUL was MISSING.
"Where's my JUUL?" You ask the girl beside you. The girl shakes her head so you ask another and another and ANOTHER AND ANOTHER. FUCKKKKK
"WHERE'S MY JUUL!!"
You begin to push everyone out the way. Some even knock over. You were getting everyone attention.
You choke the nearest person, eye to eye, and ask calmy, " Have you seen my JUUL? "
"No? "
" HehehaHAHAHA "
" YALL BETTER START LOOKING FOR MY JUUL!!! "
You push the poor guy on the floor and step on his head.
" If I find anyone holding it, I'll sLam THat bITch doWN YOUR FUCKING THROAT YOU FUCKING BASTARD! "
Them knowing you are one of Bonten Excutive lover, everyone immediately start searching. At this point you were on berserk mode and shouting at everyone and anyone.
Sanzu was at the counter when he heard your metal screams and was like " GO GURL TOTALLY GET YA!!!! " and " totally get her, I would lose my shit too if I can't find my pills , am I right? " to the guy who was desperately looking beside him. The guy was lowkey crying and pissing his pants.
You were flipping every table and smashed the beer bottles, shoving everything out the way. Security was like " uhmmm should we stop here? She is the boss gf? Don't look at me, idk either "
The metal screams reach the Haitanis extra sound proof room. Ran was like damn some crazy bitch is going hard tonight and Rindou being the logical one wondering why security isn't doing anything, not knowing it was you.
" You sure we don't need to check it out? "
" You know what, fuck it, I would like to meet a bitch who can scream like that, bet y/n would be best friend with them. "
Going outside, it is a mess. The screams were getting louder and louder. And at the center of the attention was you, stomping barefoot and flipping everyone off.
" WHERES MY JUUL!!! WHERES MY JUUL!!! SO NOT COOL!!!!! WHERES MY JUUUUUULLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!! "
Ran was memesrize, you were so fucking perfect, with your perfect looking hand slaping everyone, your manicure that took hours scratching everyone faces, and your cute little screams filling up the room, music to his ears. Even your angry face was so cute, how can anyone be so perfect.
He was standing at the side admiring you going offfff through his rose coloured lenses and his brother standing beside him was like what it wrong with you.
" Bro stop your gf, she's literally is making this club look like a hurricane, eyeone getting hurt. "
" Oh right, they probably deserved it anyway, look at Sanzu there cheering her on, GET THEM LOVEEE!!! "
Rindou facepalm so hard and Sanzu was on the floor laughing his ass off.
" She can't find her JUUL, can you imagine how upset she is right now? " knowing normal logic won't convince him, Rindou use tactical reasoning against Ran, begging he will actually stop them.
" Don't worry, I know where it is. Knowing her, it's probably in her bra, happen a few time before. "
Rindou was speechless at this point. Like bruĥ stop herrr I want to enjoy my day off without everyone panicking trying to find your gf JUUL when you know where it is.
Seeing you start to get a bit tired and not wanting you to wake up with a painful throat tomorrow morning, Ran decided to finally step in.
" Honey~♡ " Ran calls out and approach you.
" WHAATTTTTTT, I CANT FIND MY JUULLLL "
Your nose start sniffing at the sight of your beloved.
" Awww it's okay baby, I think its right here " he points to your bra.
Calming down, you reach in and Boom your JUUL. You smile so radiant at the sight with your smudged mascara and tears wetting your cheeks you had Ran staring still, trying to remember every detail and imprint it onto his brain.
" Thank you babyy you're the best. Sorry everyone, it was here all along. Thanks for the help tho. "
" No problem love, they probably need that workout anyway. "
Those poor souls were just glad they escape from your rage. It was a peaceful night afterwards with yall talking bout it in the VVVIP lounge.
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fic-dumpster · 3 years
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Your dih universe brings me a lot of comfort. It just makes think of more scenarios I want to see
I wonder what the boys are like when doe is having an off day. When doe doesn't answer her phone, when she doesn't get out of bed and doesn't have the energy she usually does. On days like those I just want to be held and reassured.
I see doe and the boys having a group chat and on this bad day she's having, she simply sends "I really want a hug right :(((" and the boys are FLYING over. They all want to hold her, but what little things do you think each boy would buy on the way to spoil their baby? Mikey pulls snacks from his emergency stash, kakucho brings one of her throw blankets that he lowkey snatched to hold when he misses her, etc..
When they finally file into her apartment, she's still in her bedroom, lights around the apartment still off, and when she finally graces them with a view of her face from under the covers, they see tears and go '??!?!!' Ran, sanzu, and rindo are freaking out, mikey is pushing his way through to try and get under the covers to hold doe, and takeomi, kakucho, and kokonoi are attempting to assess the situation.
Throughout the chaos, doe's outreached hand silences the group. She simply grasps the person closest to her. "I just need to be close to you guys. Please I just need to be held-" and not a second after does one of them SWOOP her up, wrapping her legs around their waist with her head resting on their shoulder. Ah!!!!!! I just want to be babied them so bad is that so wrong I just KNOW I would feel so much better even if they kinda 🥴 rough around the edges 😅😅 I'd love to hear your thoughts. Thank you for your writing! 🥳
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