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lettersfromaphrodite · 10 months

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― pairing : Mikey x fem! reader ― content warnings : smut, fluff, unprotected sex (wrap it up y’all) ― word count : 2.366 ― notes : different day, different blog, but this fic is still dedicated to my lovely muse @stressedfranya ― notes : the fic title means “you’ll come back to me”, it’s inspired by “la paura del buio” by Måneskin

― notes : this fic looks familiar?it is! I’m reposting ALL my works on this brand new blog and therefore please, bear with me! as always, askbox is always open and feedbacks are always welcome 💌

Mikey fervently captured your lips with an open mouthed kiss, nothing but a desperate – yet very cute, attempt to hide his whimpers; his breath was ragged and uneven, his cheeks were flushed red, and his inexperienced fingers were almost hesitantly resting against your hips.

«You can touch me, pretty boy.» you confidently smiled at him, as you grinded your hips against his, creating enough friction to stimulate the both of you but not enough to get you off yet.

Nervously licking his lips, Mikey nodded at your words, and as you leaned back, balancing yourself on his firm thighs to move from a new angle, your boyfriend’s fingers started to explore your body, as he tried not to completely get lost in pleasure.

It was indeed a cute sight; you could feel Mikey’s thighs tense against yours anytime you purposely clenched against his length, and he would hide his face in the crook of your neck every now and then, hungrily nibbling at the skin of your neck between panted moans.

Shaky fingers wrapped themselves around your wrists, and you glanced at Mikey for any sign of discomfort; as if he was reading your mind, he quickly shook his head, mumbling a quiet «come here», his usual upbeat tone now huskier and filled with need. He placed your hands on his shoulders, and you scoffed, trying to hide a smile because, of course, you knew what he was trying to do and of course, you complied to his silent request.

Threading your fingers between Mikey’s golden hair you gave it a harsh tug, making your boyfriend moan almost sinfully in return, his hips stuttering against yours as he came with your name on his lips as if it was a prayer.

«Holy fucking hell,» you whined to yourself, vigorously shaking your head as if the gesture alone would have made those intruding thoughts slip away from your mind through your ears, as if you just took a dive in a pool and you were not still at work.

«Why am I even remembering that, now?» you mumbled to yourself, somehow exasperated with your own thoughts process, as you grabbed both your jacket and your bag, walking towards the front door of the shop you worked in just to check if the door was actually closed.

Quick flashbacks of a boy with golden hair kept alternating in your memory, and you sighed to yourself in deject.

“It’s almost Halloween,” you thought, distressed fingertips weakly fixing your glasses; on Halloween night, six years ago, you and Mikey ended once and for all your relationship.

Mikey had undoubtedly been the love of your life, that was the only thing you were certain about; moreover, sadly enough, even if you willingly had other relationships and met new people, you constantly faced the fact that you couldn’t bring yourself to love anyone else.

However, you had to face the fact that – despite the love they shared, not every couple was meant to be together and so, life made sure for you and Mikey to never see each other again for years.

Six years, three months and still counting, to be exact.

Of course, you couldn’t know that yet, but fate indeed had its own way to ask for forgiveness.

As you finished placing your groceries in the trunk of your car, a familiar voice calling your name made you almost slam your head against its roof due to sudden surprise; with an unceremonious movement, you immediately leaned back and, as cliché as it sounded, you could swear that time started to flow in slow motion.

As unexpected as finding your favourite ice-cream on sale, Mikey was standing few feet from you; the long golden hair you were so enamoured with were now slightly longer and as black as a starless night sky and still, he looked handsome.

«Hi?» you weakly offered with a smile, nervously playing with the keys in your hands; your heart – that traitor, immediately started hammering in your chest, as if to remind you that yes, after all this time, Mikey still had the power to give your butterflies with nothing but a gentle smile.

«Hi.» he echoed as he took few steps closer to you; however, the tender smile adorning his lips fell as soon as he saw you take an almost imperceptible step back. Mikey misinterpreted your action, and thinking something along the lines of “what was I even expecting?”, he stopped walking.

Mikey’s nervous stance mirrored yours, and he placed his hands in his pockets, tilting his head to the side; the fact that you kept avoiding his gaze deeply saddened him, especially because – judging by your behaviour, he felt like a fool for hanging onto his feelings for so many years.

Six years and five months, just to be clear.

«How…» you nervously cleared your throat, finally mustering enough courage to meet your ex lover’s gentle gaze, «how have you been?»

«Good,» he Mikey seemed to relax a little bit at your attempt to keep the conversation going, and he nodded at your question, «I’ve- I just got back in town, you know. How- How are you doing?»

“He just got back?” you thought, finally finding an answer to the fact that, despite occasionally and of course, by chance, walking through the places he used to go more frequently, you never saw him once.

«I’m okay!» you quickly nodded at his question. The conversation that the two of you were having was both incredibly awkward and painful to see, but still, no one knows how you managed to entertain a vain and small talk for few minutes. Most importantly, in your heart, it was as if neither you nor Mikey wanted for that unexpected meeting to end.

«We should see each other sometimes,» Mikey casually offered, and you did your best to hide your surprised expression, «you know, to catch up.»

«Of course.» you immediately answered, making the boy smile. That’s how you and Mikey exchanged your phone numbers with the promise to have dinner together.

“What am I doing?” you thought as soon as you got back in your car, “I’m pushing thirties and I’m still blushing like a high-schooler.”

“What am I doing?” Mikey thought as soon as he started the engine of his bike, “I’m a gang leader, and I acted as flustered as the first time I asked her out.”

In the end, you ended up at Mikey’s place to eat take out food. At some point of the night, you had to admit to yourself that you had no reason to feel nervous in the first place; of course, you tensed up as soon as Mikey admitted to be a gang leader but still, judging from the expensive apartment with an amazing view over the city, you didn’t expect any less.

Mikey and you spent your time together talking and joking around, and you felt like after all, no time had passed from those days – years ago, where Mikey used to crash at your apartment just to spend time with each other.

Of course, one thing led to another and, somewhere in between casual touches and lingering gazes, you found yourself admiring the view from Mikey’s apartment while your forehead was pressed against the glass window, your breath occasionally fogging a little part of its cold surface.

The fact that you were glancing outside was a blatant lie because, how could you focus on anything else when Mikey was moving his hips against yours creating an oh, so delicious friction?

Mikey mindlessly traced a path of open-mouthed kisses on your nape, as he was slowly moving his hips against yours; your left cheek and your chest were now pressed against the window’s cold glass, and your back was arched as much as you managed to in the desperate attempt to feel more. Although the position wasn’t entirely comfortable for you, Mikey made up for it with bold touches here and there; his fingertips would ghost under your blouse, tracing their way from your throat to your clit.

Mikey’s moves were passionate, bold and almost calculated, and much to your dismay, there was no trace of the extremely shy and clumsy Mikey that asked you to ruin him while being sprawled on your bed.

This Mikey was restlessly fucking you against a window while mumbling against your skin how much he missed you. Hiding a pleased smile in the crook of your neck after hearing your needy whimpers, Mikey’s right hand pressed against the hand you were pressing against the window, just to somehow intertwine your fingers together.

Honestly, you were certain that there was molten core pooling in your lower abdomen, however, before you could beam yourself in the sensation of your orgasm, Mikey gradually slowed the pace of his hips until he eventually stopped moving.

«So big, Mikey,» you breathed, moving your hips backward in order to look for more friction, as his left hand stopped stimulating your clit, «you’re so big.»

«Am I?» he questioned with a smug tone, as the fingertips of his left hand were mindlessly caressing your hipbone. It didn’t take long for you to realize what he was trying to do, since it was something you had loved to do with him many years ago; between touches and kisses, Mikey kept teasing you, his only goal for you to beg him to let you come. Of course, you would be lying if you were to say that back then, you didn’t beam yourself in the sight of Mikey’s watering eyes and blushy cheeks as he begged you to let him come after you’ve teased him for hours; however, you’d never expected for your actions to backfire like this.

Doing your best to ignore Mikey’s length occasionally twitching inside you anytime you clenched around him, you reached back with your left hand, but before you could intertwine your fingertips in his raven black hair, you found both your hands being pressed against the window.

«Here I thought I was being good enough for you.» he mumbled against your neck, as he left another trail of open mouthed kisses. The grip around your hands tightened, and you decided that for once, you didn’t have to be the one in control; after all, judging by how quickly you were about to reach your first orgasm, you had to admit to yourself that this new side of Mikey was definitely alluring.

«Let me cum, Mikey, please.» although your voice was barely a whisper, your ex lover decided that still, it was okay to him; during the years, he had desired to be with you for so many nights that now that he finally had the chance, he didn’t want to waste time with unnecessary role-play.

Mikey slid out of you, gently taking your hand to lead you towards the nearest couch in his expensive and wide living room; you both quickly finished undressing yourselves – you discarded your blouse and your bra while Mikey simply took off his shirt, before he let you climb on top of him and quickly slid back inside of you while trying to hide a needy hiss, his head leaning back against the couch.

Like good old times, you were now riding Mikey, alternating sensual moves of your hips to occasional grinding against each other; however, he quickly noticed the fact that you still seemed to be hesitant about something, since your hands were locked on his shoulders for the time being.

«You can touch me, pretty girl.» he offered with a smug smile, snaking his arms around your waist and pushing your chest closer to his; you scoffed a laugh, recognizing his words as the ones you used to pronounce.

Eventually, your lips met Mikey’s for the first time that night, and the familiar sensation of euphoria pooled in your lower abdomen. It was kind of paradoxical, your hips were moving against each other in an incredible slow pace, and still, you could feelMikey tremble below you.

«I missed you,» you heard him say anytime your lips parted for few seconds, just to angle your kiss a different way, «I missed you so much.» he confessed, as the atmosphere in the room gradually grew so intimate that it almost prevented you from breathing properly. Mikey kept you close to his body, sinking his short nails in your thighs, refusing to stop kissing you despite his ragged and uneven breath; you did just the same, threading your fingers in his hair and shyly confessing that you missed him too.

Mikey bit your lips as he came, riding his high as he hid his head in the crook of your neck, and you came right after him, loving the way he kept kissing your skin and brush his fingertips over your clit to help you ride your orgasm.

Mikey’s arms seemed to tighten around your waist, preventing your from standing up from the couch; he still had his forehead against your collarbones, and you knew that he could feel the wild rhythm of your heart, not anymore caused from your post orgasm state. Instinctively, you hugged his neck, the reality of the fact that you were probably still sharing the same feelings slowly crashing onto you.

«I really missed you.» you heard Mikey state, even though he wasn’t looking at you.

«I know. I missed you, too.» you offered back, slightly moving your head just to kiss his hair.

«Don’t leave,» Mikey timidly added after few never-ending seconds of silence, his arms seemed to tighten around your waist to empathize his words, «let’s make things right, this time.»

«Mikey, just to be clear, you’re asking me to be your girlfriend, again?» you swallowed the lump in your throat, your heart now threatening to jump off your chest due to its wild rhythm.

«I am,» Mikey’s head leaned back, his gentle gaze finally meeting yours as his fingertips gently cradled your face, «I want to be yours, as long as you want to be mine.» In a silent answer, you leaned in and captured your lover’s in another kiss filled with adoration.

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wd-ghosty · 25 days

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This is my ROTTMNT OC Tahani!!!

Yes I do ship her with Mikey <3

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dedef7890 · 8 months

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ok I need a little help, I'm looking for a story about Mikey that I had read on Archives.

Basically, it was either an X Reader or an X Oc, I'm not sure... but the story takes place during the original timeline, where Mikey falls into a vegetative state.

In this story Reader meets Mikey while he is in a vegetative state, Reader is the sister of a friend of Shinichiro. She gets attached very quickly to Mikey, she comes to see him at the hospital every day, plays with him even if he can't, just spends time with him. There's even a moment when Wakaso tells Shinichiro that maybe Reader likes Mikey.

Afterwards, a man rapes Reader, she stops visiting Mikey, Shinichiro's gang finds the guy who is Reader's comrade, Reader's brother kills him and he is imprisoned. Shortly after Mikey dies around the age of 14-15, Shinichiro is devastated by his brother's death and Reader's condition. He becomes the time traveler who manages to save his brother from his fall.

Thereafter, he returns to the present, but some year before Mikey's death (when he was around 10-12 instead of 14-15) and the drama of Reader. Mikey is alive and well and in normal condition, however in this new timeline he learns that Reader and Mikey never met. Afterwards, Sanzu comes because he is the trigger and he remembers everything (Original timeline events, Shinichiro's suicide...)

Then, I don't really know how but, Shinichiro asks about Reader and he learns that in this new timeline Reader was raped earlier than in the original and that she and her brother moved in... by the way. later, Shinichiro meets them, during this timeline Reader is totally traumatized and his brother was not imprisoned by the guy who raped his sister was never found by Shinichiro's gang.

Sanzu remembers Reader and was very grateful to him for taking care of Mikey while he was in this state. Sanzu decides to protect Reader, and he kills the guy who raped him (In my memories, implied in the story)

Shinichiro sincerely hopes that Mikey can succeed in being Reader's friend (Even though Mikey finds Shinichiro's behavior strange, especially when he insists on Mikey being his friend and more, he decides to do his best to to be able to become his friend)

Afterwards, when Mikey creates his gang, Sanzu asks to be Reader's protector.

Okay... I said basically but I just told you a summary of all the chapters that was available about a few months or even 1 year ago. I really want to see if this story has continued, if so, I absolutely want to read it again but I can't find it anymore... I hope someone can help me...

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #mikey x reader #manjiro x reader #tokyo revengers sano manjiro #tokrev manjiro #manjiro sano #sano manjiro x reader #manjirou x reader #manjiro x oc #manjirou sano x reader #mikey x oc #shinichiro sano #haruchiyo sanzu x reader #shinichiro x reader

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gidget-claws · 1 year

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I know I jsut find it funny that the main character to see being given bitches is Donnie dfjjdjjdj

Lol yeah it is a bit funny

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[Gives Mikey a girlfriend anyway]

I love harmless seeming kid is actually a menace to society - Mikey is menace to New York while Nova is menace to her school (all her inventions eventually explode)

#my art #oc x canon #nova #rottmnt oc #mikey x oc #rottmnt mikey

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kairiscorner · 4 months

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so i haven't gotten into tokyorev before ... but knowing there's a half-filipino character there (and that MIKEY EXISTS) i've gotten a little intrigued about it and kinda wanna give it another shot

i'm defo gonna make a lot of content of izana and mikey if i get into it frfr but what do y'all say

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recandy1 · 6 months

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As his brothers find the reason for the tremors return and how to make them vanish for good, Mikey looks for a way to escape the stress. He updates his partner about the situation and a big fear flows through his body as he's worried that she won't be able to be with him that night. But he sighs in relieve after she confirms it's possible for them to be together, to ease the suffocating situation.

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That's all for this comic! Sadly, there won't be any extension or further explore of this concept since I don't have that time and my goal was really just these 4 pages.

However! I would like to create a patreon where I could show the sketches, the layouts, extra drawings, early access to the 100+ wips drawings I have, etc.

I won't make more pages of this particular story, but I do want to create a page with random sketches of what happens next in Mikey's partner home. A true moment of comfort and caring for a loved one who's sad.

Tell me if you would be interested on joining my patreon and what you would like!

#digital drawing #rottmnt #sfw art #rise tmnt #tmnt #fanart #rise of the tmnt #aged up #rottmnt fanart #rottmnt mikey #mikey x oc #oc x canon

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lynxdecatsworld · 1 day

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Next up for the partners is: ELIJAH

My precious baby boy dies at the age of 38

Elijah is 5’9

He goes by He/him (transmasc)

He is Gay (mlm)

He is the lovely husband to the youngest tmnt Mikey

Elijah is a tattoo artist for the resistance, having a rose tattoo on his left arm and snake on his right, alongside a butterfly on the back of his head

Not much different to his normal design, just has clothes this time (normal design here cus I am not explaining his design again 😅)

He lost his eye in battle… jk just got stabbed out by a tattoo gun :)

Being trans you’d think he’d feel gender dysphoria if he got pregnant… nope!

Man gets preg w/ Mikey’s child but doesn’t give birth cus he kicks the bucket during the final battle when the Kraang attacked the base (sad)

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iceagebabystanaccount · 7 months

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I'm cooking rn

I have had this idea for a while now, and I was wondering if anyone would really read it. It will be posted on Ao3, and on here.

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asirensrage · 9 months

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The Fall - Sano "Mikey" Manjiro x OC

Title: The Fall Rating: Mature Fandom: Tokyo Revengers Pairing: Sano "Mikey" Manjiro x Undescribed!OC Warnings: Dark!Fic. Suicide ideation and assumed attempted suicide. Obsession. Swearing. Mention of illegal activities and threats. Unbeta’d. Word count: ~2k Summary: She was drowning before she even realized he had dragged her into waters she couldn’t survive in on her own. Based on the prompt: “Step away from the window. Come back to sleep. Don't make me have to come get you.”

Notes: This went in a whole surprising direction, even for me. I kind of love how it turned out though. I just find this timeline and the characters compelling. I know this is a heavy topic for some people. Help is always available if you're experiencing thoughts of suicide. Reach out.

Heed the warnings!

The room is dark except for the city lights that shine from the window. It’s not enough to keep either of them awake. The blanket is pulled up to under her chin as her head rests on his chest. One of his arms is around her, holding her as she curled up against him. His lips press into her hair and she closes her eyes, letting herself relax in his grip. His heartbeat sounds in her ear, lulling her into sleep.

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She’s not sure where she is or how she ended up here, but it doesn’t matter. Not when someone’s standing on the edge, staring out at the people below. Her heart feels like it stops in her chest. She can’t let him jump. She can’t. She’s not the person to turn away from something like this.

“Hey!” She calls out, moving forward. He turns slowly, not leaning forward but not stepping down either. “Don’t do it, okay?”

His stare is blank, half hidden behind blond hair he’s letting fall in his face. He tilts his head slightly to the side as he finally looks at her. “Do what?”

“Look, I know things might seem bad right now but this isn’t the right choice. Things can change!”

He looks back out at the city. “Nothing changes.”

“It does!” she insists. “I promise it does!” She doesn’t know why she’s so frantic, so determined to help him, but she is. She can’t let him do this. Not when she’s here. “I don’t know what’s happened in your life, what you’ve gone through, but nothing is bad enough to end it all because of how you feel in this moment. It will pass. I have no doubt that people will miss you! That there’s at least someone in your life who cares!”

He looks back at her. “No one would miss me. Not really.” He tilts his head to the sky. “My men would say they would but they’d be fine.”

“I don’t believe that,” she says, trying to be as earnest as possible. “What about your friends?”

“Don’t have any. I pushed them away. It’s safer like that. They deserve better and everyone–” He turns back to face the city, taking his hands out of his pockets. Fear shoots through her that he’s going to lean forward and it’ll be over. “No one’s gonna miss me.”

“I would!” She reaches for him, grabbing the back of his shirt, ready to pull him back if she has to. She’s not letting this happen. “I’ll miss you and if you take that step, we’re never going to get the chance to be friends. Don’t do it!” She says it quickly and feels a seismic shift within her, a heavy weight that she can’t explain.

When he looks at her this time, it’s like he finally sees her. His eyes widen slightly but he shakes his head. “You don’t want to be my friend,” he says softly, looking away again. “Everyone around me dies.”

“So what?” His gaze snaps back to hers as soon as she says it. “Everyone dies. It doesn’t mean we should take their deaths for granted or let ourselves die with them. We have to live our lives to the best that we can, to take care of each other and find whatever can make us happy. Death doesn’t mean that life shouldn’t be worth living.”

His mouth falls open slightly but she nods to herself, feeling like she’s starting to actually get through to him. If he’s grieving, he can heal from that. “Please. Come down. Talk to me.” She tightens her grip on his shirt. “Please.”

“Why do you care?” he finally asks.

“Because I do,” she says, unable to put it into words. She couldn’t live with herself if she never tried. “Okay,” he says and steps closer to her. She lets go only when he’s away from the edge of the roof.

She doesn’t know how much time passes, but the sun is starting to rise and Mikey is staring at her like he’s never seen anything like her before. He’s sweet, even if he’s a little lost, and she can’t help but appreciate the way he listens to her, the way he teases her gently as they sit on this roof.

When he calls her name, he’s no longer beside her. He’s standing back on that edge, silhouetted by the sunrise. He reaches for her and she runs to stop him, to grab his hand and keep him there with her. Her heartbeat races as he smiles at her.

“Don’t you wish you pushed me?”

He yanks her towards him, falling back off of the roof and dragging her with him. She tries to scream as she falls, but she doesn’t hit the ground. Mikey’s hands are on her, weighing her down as the world turns black around them. It tightens around her, leaving her clawing at the pressure to escape, to breathe, before she drowns–

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She wakes up fast. Heart pounding, gasping for air that she can suddenly breathe. She sits up, looking around the dark of the room as reality slowly hits. It was a dream. Just a dream. But she almost feels like she’s still falling. It felt real. Too fucking real.

She glances quickly at the man still sleeping next to her. A miracle, really, considering how little he sleeps. She eases herself out of his embrace, turning to press her feet against the cold floor. It was a memory. That’s all, but she needs to feel grounded. She doesn’t dare leave the room, but she takes the chance to get out of the bed. Arms wrapped around herself, trying to stop the way she’s shaking, she moves for the large window that’s the only source of light she can get without waking him.

The city skyline is bright against the dark sky.

It looks vibrant in contrast. Lively. Full of hopes and dreams and promises you know will never be kept. The lights of the city just highlight how dark the shadows are and how many there are. Everyone always focuses on the lights but it’s in the darkness that you know the truth of the city really comes out. There are those that thrive in the dark, those that wander in without warning and the unlucky souls who are thrown in. The city hides them all. She’s just not sure who to pity more.

She hears movement behind her and she forces herself to relax. It’s no surprise he’s waking up. He never seems to sleep long, not if she’s not there.

“What are you doing?” he asks, still sounding half asleep. It’s rare he lets himself show this sort of vulnerability. He only does it now with her and only when they’re alone. It should be an honour. It should be more than a noose around her neck.

“I had a weird dream. Didn’t want to fall back asleep and I didn’t want to wake you.” She turns to look at him and offers a small smile. “You need your sleep.”

His hair is tousled and his dark eyes are half open, still processing the situation. It reminds her of when he was younger. When he used to lay with his head in her lap in the sun and she’d run her fingers through his hair, listening as he talked. She can tell when he fully starts to wake up because his stare deadens and he sits up properly.

“Come back to bed,” he demands.

“I’m not tired,” she says softly, knowing that isn’t what he wants to hear. She hears him shift in bed, his back hitting the headboard as he sits up fully. She closes her eyes for a moment, wishing he had just kept sleeping so she could have this moment.

“What did you dream about?”

“When we first met, only it wasn’t…it wasn’t right.” She doesn’t say more than that.

“The day you saved me.”

Her eyes clench shut. “I didn’t save you,” she says. “You were never going to jump. I just made an assumption and you let me talk and talk and talk until the sun came up.”

She had left once they parted ways, when he promised to take care of himself, to talk to his friends and she assumed that it was over. She had done her part, she had tried and she was never going to see him again.

Except that she did.

She greeted him with joy at the fact that he was still alive, unquestioning how he ended up at her work. He seemed surprised but pleased and before she knew it, she was introduced to his men. She was drowning before she even realized he had dragged her into waters she couldn’t survive in on her own.

Mikey had made her fall in love with him before revealing the complete truth about himself. It was too late after that. Not only did he cling tightly, ensuring that she knew that she was the one who brought meaning back into his life, but his men liked him when she was with him. She was good for him. They didn’t care that he wasn’t good for her.

“Come back to bed,” he tells her again.

She doesn’t move. The distance between them seems like a gaping chasm that she stands on the precipice of. Like the dream that she woke from, except that this is a nightmare she can’t escape. She loves him, she probably always will, but she’s afraid of him too. She knows exactly what he commands. She can’t bring herself to crawl back in next to him, to feel the way he curls himself around her, as though his hands aren’t stained in blood. She turns back to the window. How many people down there are under his control? How many are mourning lovers, family, or friends because of the man behind her and his men? How much blood is on her hands, unable to stop him and unwilling to try?

She wonders if falling from this height would feel like flying. A last moment of freedom instead of fear, a choice of her own making, that would release her from this. A suitable punishment for what she’s never tried to stop.

It’s funny. She used to be the one to talk someone off of the edge and now she’s lost that part of her. She’s always been too smart for her own good, even if she was a bit naive, and she knows that if she had protested any of the choices Mikey has made, it wouldn’t have made a difference. Not with the men around him.

“Step away from the window.” He’s no longer willing to tolerate her disobedience. “Come back to sleep. Don’t make me come to get you.”

She moves automatically at his tone. She swallows tightly as she crawls back into the bed. Mikey waits until she’s in before he moves closer, resting his head on her shoulder and throwing an arm over her waist. She lifts one hand and runs her fingers through his hair, nails scratching gently on his scalp. His irritation fades as he holds her tighter. She feels the way he breathes her in, how he relaxes against her.

“You’re not leaving me.” His voice is quiet but there’s no room for argument.

“I never said I was,” she replies just as softly. She was just thinking about it.

“You can’t. I refuse to let anyone have you. Even death. You’re mine.”

She hums softly. “We all die eventually, Mikey. But don’t worry, I’ll let you go first.”

He laughs at that like she’s teasing him. “I’m not going anywhere without you. You promised forever, remember?” There’s a threat there. He would kill her before he killed himself, and if she somehow survived, she knows his men would never forgive her. Sanzu would ensure she followed Mikey whether she liked it or not.

“Yeah,” she looks up at the ceiling. “I remember.”

She just wishes she didn’t.

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#fic: the fall #mikey x oc #sano mikey manjiro x oc #bonten timeline fic #manjiro x oc #sano manjiro x reader #tokyo revengers fic

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iheartleopards · 20 days

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Me as Cinderella part 3

At the ball there was so many people dancing and having fun.

Prince Mikey didn't feel like dancing.

Ground hog: prince Mikey looks so handsome.

Prairie dog:i wonder who going to dance with him.

Big mama:now your chance girls

Prairie dog and ground hog:the next dance is mine.

Mikey:do I have to do this

Raph: Mikey I know you don't want to do this but Dad said it's a order you have to pick the girl you want to marry.

Leo: don't worry Mikey everything we be fine.

Donnie:just try and have some fun.

Splinter: Donnie right Mikey the night is still young.

Mikey:fine.

The carriage pull up at the palace I arrived at the ball I stepped out of the carriage me:it's so beautiful. Yellow guy: remember Cinderella you must leave the ball by 12 o clock. Me:I promise. Then i entered the ballroom. When I entered the ballroom all the guests looked I me my stepmother and stepsisters didn't recognize me. Prince Mikey saw me he could not take his eyes off of me Raph:guys who is that girl.

Donnie:I don't know

Leo:she must be a princess what do you think Mikey

Prince Mikey fell in love at first sight at me Mikey:she so beautiful. Prince Mikey walk up to me.

he bow low and took my hand

Mikey:may I have this dance beautiful princess.

I begin to Blush I didn't know what to say I never dance with him before.

Me:y..yes I said blushlingy. We both walked up to the center of the ballroom and we began to dance.

Ground hog:who is that girl

Prairie dog:I wanted to dance with the prince

Big mama: don't worry girls the night is still young.

Raph:aww look at them dancing

Leo:they make a lovely couple

Donnie:I agree with you Leo

Me and Mikey dancing was so graceful

Me:are they all looking at you

Mikey: believe me they are looking at you

Me:pov (I can't believe I'm blushing so hard I'm actually dancing with prince Mikey)

#mikey x oc #Rottmnt Mikey #Rottmnt oc #rottmnt raph #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt leo #rottmnt splinter #Rottmnt big mama #Cinderella au #Cinderella #Dhmis #Dhmis yellow guy #Dhmis red guy #Dhmis duck #oc x canon

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mikeys-bike-slut · 2 years

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Bonten Drabble

A/N: Just a short drabble cause I wanted some soft Bonten with a sprinkle of crack.

Info: Angel and Mikey had a son and Bonten left babysitting basically haha

There's a Part 2 haha

Characters: Haitani Hoes, Takeomi, Koko, OC, OC's and Mikey's child, Mikey, brief Sanzu

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A tired sigh fell from my lips as I finally walked through our penthouse's front door; after my car breaking down, then my phone dying I was just happy to be finally home. My arms felt like they going to fall off after carrying the damn groceries throughout Tokyo because of course I couldn't even get a taxi. I groaned as I looked down at the bags regretting ever putting them down until I suddenly remembered I have a son. Like Hell I'm gonna carry these..

"Shin!" I call out expecting the rumbling foot steps soon but nothing. "Shinichiro!" I call out again and once again; silence. "I'm gonna kill him..." I mumble to myself then after kicking my boots off I head off with his room as destination in my mind. I don't even have to walk that far just our large living room where I find my son and five well dressed men, whom I known too well. "That explains why you're suddenly deaf" I sigh as I walk up to them but stop as I realize they're playing poker. "HAITANIS!" my voice makes the older Haitani jump. "He is 13 for god's sake!" I snap at the men who were just pointing at each other in a blaming manner.

"You do realize your son is skinning the Haitanis, right?" Takeomi speaks up from the sofa with a big grin on his face while the two brothers just frown and look away in shame.

"I'm down 50k..." Rin groans.

"Let's not get into how much I have lost..." Ran mumbles. I glance at Shin who just gives me the signature Sano grin as he counts his money.

"Karma is a bitch, huh? Now if you don't want to lose more money make yourselves useful and help me with groceries. Now" I point at the two brothers who are more than happy to get away from my apparently ruthless gambler of a child. "They're by the door. Thank you" I say in a more softer tone as I point towards the door and the Haitanis trot off. "Where's the main influencer?" I cock a brow as I glance at Takeomi and Koko, just noticing how our favourite drug addict is nowhere to be found either. "...and the pink one"

"They both away on business and boss told us to come check on Shin" Koko explains. "then this happened" he grins as he points at the table.

"And you two thought it was a great idea to teach a 13 year old kid how to play poker?" I cock a brow mainly glaring at the older Akashi sibling.

"It was either that or taking him out racing, your call" he shrugs with a slight grin and I just sigh.

"I swear to God..." I mumble then look at Shin, deep down I still find it sweet that Mikey sent his almost entire team to look after our son. He might be Japan's biggest criminal and the most feared man but he still always makes sure we are safe and does his duties as a father... as much as he can.

"What took you so long though?" Koko's voice wakes me up from thoughts.

"Don't even get me started..." I sigh then I just slump down on the sofa. "First my car broke down, then my phone died then I couldn't get a taxi" I list then bury my face in the pillow. "I wanna die"

"Has your car been picked up yet?" he asks to which I just let out a long muffled groan against the pillow as a reply. "Where did you leave it?" he asks as I hear him shuffle from the other sofa.

"Outside Shibuya in the underground parking lot" I sigh but before I could continue he offers me a smile.

"I'll go pick it up, don't worry. I'll be back soon" he grins then he gives us a wave and walks off.

"Alright, we put everything away" Ran announces with a proud grin as he walks back in with his brother by his side.

"Never thought I'd ever say this but you're an angel Haitani, both of you" I mumble as I look up at them from my pillow.

"You look dead, Shishou" Rindou comments and I just flip him off.

"You'd be too if you'd have to walk from Shibuya to here carrying all those bags" I groan then I drop my head back into the pillow just wanting some peace now.

"Shin, how about we go for ride?" I hear Takeomi's voice, out of the entire A-team I trust the older Akashi the most so I don't even resist to his request which Shin immediately accepted.

"We'll be back mom!" he exclaims and just runs out.

"Haitanis, clean the table and help momma" the oldest male tells the brothers who I'm guessing silently agreed as the next thing I hear is the front door closing and shuffling around the large coffee table.

I turn my head to the side and open my eyes lazily finding the Haitanis actually cleaning the table and putting everything back to its place after their little poker party.

"Thank you" I say then I can't help but yawn as I sit up.

"It's fine" Rin shakes his head then sits down next to me. "You okay mama?" he cocks a brow as he glances down at me.

"Yeah, just tired, and missing Mikey... Today was long I want nothing more than to just be around him, I knew he was working but there was a microscopic hope inside me that he might be home when I get back" I sigh as I lean against the younger Haitani. "Naive, I know"

"It's natural, but I'm sure whatever business they're doing he should be home soon" he comforts me his voice turning soft from his usually dry tone he uses to everyone.

"You're right" I let out a small sigh then close my eyes as I rest my head on his shoulder, too tired to care about anything or to even notice how quiet is the older Haitani which normally is a very alerting sign.

3rd P.O.V

Mikey sat in his large office chair listening to some random guy giving a presentation about a new business idea which could be used to launder even more money, the idea itself wasn't bad but the over-hyped tone of the guy and the big toothy grin after each sentence made Mikey's fingers itchy to just take his gun out and shoot him. He was annoyed and bored, bad combination for the most fearful man in Japan, one wrong sentence or look and a new addition would sink to the bottom of Tokyo Harbour.

Buzz, buzz

He felt the phone in his expensive dress pants' pocket vibrate. After pulling out his phone it was a text from the older Haitani. A single sentence that made him stand up and call off the meeting in an instant, ignoring the murmuring business men -who only dared to murmur rather than to speak up to the head of Bonten and question his actions- he put on his long, thick burgundy trench coat then walked out of the meeting room followed by his most loyal man; Haruchiyo.

"Mikey?" the pink haired male asked as he cocked a brow while they waited for the elevator to arrive at their floor. His boss didn't reply just showed him his phone, on it the very text that caused his sudden departure. The younger Akashi just smiled and shook his head after reading that one single sentence that the text contained:

"Mama needs you"

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cabu12 · 1 year

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Because we ALL need some MikeyxOC content in our lives. He’s a gentleman.

*FUCK. If I cannot for the life of me draw human hands, how am I supposed to draw mutant hands?!?!? Forgive me*

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cookies-are-nice · 4 months

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Catalyst

Content : sibling drama(im an only child fyi), Happy Hanagaki family, Toman shenanigans (mikey x oc)

Auther's notes : I'll be posting a little bit less often, but I think this chapter is okay.

Chapter 3 : Misunderstandings

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Sachiko threw her school bag on her bed and quickly hopped in her shower. Although the shower she took was a good one, she remained in the bad mood she carried home from her terrible day.

The poor girl forgot her English homework at home, so the teacher gave her a scolding. And to add to that, She got a 6/10 on her math exercise paper because her classmates were distracting her and her favourite teacher was disappointed with her. Furthermore, her wallet was nowhere to be found so she had to skip both breakfast AND lunch cause she had to stay back for detention. The detention was caused by a friend of hers, accidentally breaking a vase. Rose took the blame for her, except she didn't expect to starve the whole time. And then, she had to run home in the rain because she forgot her phone was charging at home and she couldn't call her driver.

The exhausted teen got dressed, dried her hair off and face-planted on a fluffy, comfortable bed. Nothing could've separated her from the bed at that point. Nothing except for the fact that her younger sister was still at the kindergarden. (I refuse to give her a break, the X from MHA didn't get a break you don't either SAYA INSAN ADIL)

Without hesitation, she shot up from her bed and called her driver. When she arrived at her sister's kindergarten, Sachiko asked her sister's teacher where little Yumi was. The teacher said that someone had already picked her up. Thinking her sister had been kidnapped, Sachiko rushed back home only to find that Takemichi had already picked Yumi up. Letting out a sigh of relief, she ran toward Yumi and hugged her.

"OH thank goodness! I thought something bad happened to you!" Sachiko cried out squeezing her 6-year-old sister.

"Heh, I figured you were staying back at school so I picked her up instead, sorry for giving you a scare." Takemichi timidly spoke.

"Thanks Takemichi, though, you had me thinking Yumi had been kidnapped for one second."

Sachiko turned to face Takemichi and noticed fresh bruises and cuts on his face. She told Yumi to go to her room. Once she was sure Yumi couldn't hear, she spoke.

"Again? This is the 3rd time you've come home like this idiot,"

"I know I jus-"

"No, No, you don't, " She interrupted. "You aren't telling me what happened nor are you fixing it. I need you to take this seriously"

"I am"

"NO! Time and time again you've come back like this and yet every single time I ask you, you brush it off and deny it!" She yelled at her brother. "What the hell do i do about this?!"

"I've told you, nothing! I'm sorting it out!"

"Damn it! Just let me help!"

"You don't need to help, I'm fine!"

"YOU-"

"I'M NOT LIKE HIM SACHIKO!"

Rose's eyes widened at that name, ah, she sure hasn't heard that name in a long time. After realising what he had said, Takemichi quickly apologised.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to say that"

"No, you're right, you're not like him," She shot back. "you're far worse."

Taken aback by his sister's words, he softly asks her. "w-what do you mean?"

"Our father was a determined man. Despite that, he had always lacked something-kindness. You have a heart of gold Takemichi, you always h put yourself before others, constantly endanger yourself, " She takes a breath before continuing. "I'm scared that I'll lose you too..."

Tears started to well up in Sachiko's eyes.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you, it's just," She sobs. "-been a really hard day."

A tear crept down her face. Takemichi, not knowing what to do, takes her into a hug. Pulling away from the hug first, Sachiko says, "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For being a good brother."

Smiles made their way onto the siblings faces. While the two were enjoying the embrace, the door to Yumi's room creaked open. Out came the 4-year-old child, squeezing her blanket.

"Oh Yumi, did we scare you?" She pulls away from the hug to look at her little sister. The small child nodded and ran towards her siblings.

"Sorry Yumi, we didn't mean to..." After hearing her older brother's apologies, she raised both her hands, gesturing for Takemichi carry her. The clueless boy turned to Sachiko for help but only got a mocking chuckle paired with an evil smile in return.

"I'm not helping you! It's your turn to do Yumi-duty this time, goodnight~" Sachiko teased, quickly retreating into her room before her brother decides to ditch their little sister duty again.

She slept well, the soft sounds of silence lulling her to rest. Unfortunately, she wasn't quite so lucky the following morning.

"ACHỌÔŒÓÖ"

"BLESS YOU???"

Takemichi phrased, unsure whether that was a sneeze or not.

"than 'kyou" Sachiko said wiping her nose with a 5-ply tissue she had recently bought specifically to treat Takemichi's injuries.

"I think I'm si- ACHÓŐÛÚĔƏĂÂÔŒØŐĂỊŮĘÖ"

"WHAT THE FU-"

"-sick," Sachiko hurried to complete her sentence. "running in the rain doesn't seem like such a good idea to me anymore,"

Takemichi, still shocked by the fact that the demonic sound came from his sister, got up from the breakfast table to get a thermometer. Sachiko remained cuddled up on the sofa scrolling on her phone. Once her brother came back with the tool, he took her temperature. The thermometer showed a whopping 39.8°C.

"W-WHAT?!"

"what"

"YOU'RE GONNA DIE!!"

"IM GONNA WHAT?!"

"OH NO OH NO OH NO"

"GIVE ME THE GODDAMN THERMOMETER"

The sick girl snatched it out of her brother's hand and saw the temperature her body was in. Of course, having absolutely no experience in this matter, the siblings called the emergency number. Sadly, the emergency respondent told them to "give her panadol" and hung up.

In their state of panic, the two delicate snowflakes decide on calling Hinata. Takemichi ran to get his phone and was now talking to hinata in another room. Fortunately, Hinata was a normal person with a normal life and gave them normal advice. Rose took some fever medicine and was transported to her bed to rest.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Takemichi opened the door and was met with the faces of the founders of Tokyo Manji Gang.

"Takemichi!" The leader of Toman whined.

"OH? Why are you all here?" The confused boy questioned his friends.

"Oi Takemichi where the hell were you?" Draken shot a question of his own.

Coming to a a realisation, Takemichi quickly apologised. "OH NO! I forgot about the hangout, I'm Sorry! (⋟﹏⋞)"

"Takemichi how could you be so forgetful!" Mikey, very ironically, accused Takemichi.

"You're one to talk," Draken called his best friend out on his hypocritical behaviour.

"I'll kick your as-" His threat was interrupted by a feminine voice shouting, "Takemichi!"

The group of boys went silent when they heard the voice coming from Sachiko's room. Takemichi couldn't think of anything else to do, except to stand there, frozen.

"...Was that Hinata?"

"Uh, no bu-"

The atmosphere became serious almost instantly. The eyes in the room stared him down as if they were ready to pounce at Takemichi if he says the wrong thing. The poor boy's brain gave up on thinking as he was trying to find an answer that wouldn't earn him a kick to his head or a punch to his face.

Draken, tried of the silence, questioned, "Then who was that?"

Suddenly, the door to Sachiko's bedroom swung open. Out came a girl, wearing a crop top and shorts, though her body showed no signs of injury, she looked pale and lethargic.

"Takemichi, Where is my water?"

Once Rose saw the group of boys surrounding her brother, her flight-or-flight response had been activated. The girl looked at her brother, then back at the group, Not knowing their intentions, she took half a step back, retreating into her room.

"And who is this Takemichi?" the boy with blonde hair asked while eyeing here down suspiciously.

Sneaking a glance at her brother's expression,

Takemichi no longer had any worry or panic on his face, instead, it was replaced with an embarrassed one. After her suspicions were cleared, Rose started to calm down.

"I'm Takemichi's sister, Sachiko. Who might you be?"

Mikey, shocked at her statement, blurred out, "...sister?"

"We're Takemichi's friends and we've come to pick him up for a hangout." thankfully, Draken was the only sensible one and explained first.

Her brother had an expression that could be considered the prime example of relief. Most of their group looked dumbfounded while the others looked embarrassed.

"Oh, I see. Then, don't let me be a bother!" Sachiko no longer felt threatened by their presence, so she shoved her brother our the door, "Takemichi go."

"i-uh-wait-no-but-you-wait-"

"nonono you go hang out, I'll be fine"

She quite literally 'pushed' her brother to hang out with the friends of his.

"Thank you very much Sachiko-san." (chifuyu)

The polite boy took a bow and all of the exited the house quickly.

"Huh, they were surprisingly polite,"

Sachiko said to herself before taking a sip of the water she requested so many times. She looked out of their house window and saw her brother joking around with his friends. She was about to go back to bed but not before she noticed "Tokyo Manji Gang "imprinted on one of Takemichi's friend's jacket. The boy had a short figure and blond hair tied up halfway.

"He seems quite familiar...Have I met him before?"

Oh you sweet child, you have, so many times before.

I'm following most of the tr plot but I'm changing a little bit (I'm not letting anyone die)

#sano mikey manjiro #mikey sano #mikey x oc #mikey x reader #manjiro sano #hanagaki takemichi #draken #ken ryuguji #chifuyu matsuno #tokyo manji gang #tokyo revengers oc #tokyo revengers

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hika-ri-petite · 2 years

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Warnings: creampie, cum, cum, cum. Cum zone.

Characters: Mikey, Baji, Draken.

Sorry for the spelling mistakes, English is not my native language and I am using a translator.

Favorite places to cum.

M I K E Y

Boobs, boobs addict, if he dies tomorrow he dies for your boobs.

Your breasts sucked on his hard, veiny cock, sweat mixed with precum, you went down and up, squeezing his penis with your tits.

—You're a good girl, very good. —he moaned without looking away for a single second, you swallowed hard while praying that no one from the gang peeked through the trees, there were 15 minutes left before the weekly gang meeting began, he had heard some motorcycles park in the temple.

— Open your mouth.

He ordered, you opened your mouth and slightly stuck out your tongue, receiving the tip of his cock every time it went up your breasts, Mikey began to move his hips in a more disorderly way and babbled your name, he was about to come

You continued with your movements and soon you saw his semen come out, staining your breasts and bra that was now on your waist, you knew that Mikey was multi-orgasmic so you didn't stop until he came twice.

He adjusted his pants and you tried to get the sticky cum off your breasts, you glared at Mikey.

—Idiot, look at the mess you made.

He didn't give a shit, he loved leaving your tits full of cum.

D R A K E N

Definitely your pussy.

In that position you could only observe his muscular and great figure, he penetrated your abused hole with speed and precision, you grabbed his strong arms trying to keep your sanity, his brow was furrowed and his muscles became more noticeable by the force he put.

—Ke-ken, slower...

You pleaded between moans, he did the opposite, taking your hips and thrusting harder into you, hitting your cervix in the process.

You began to feel spasms in your belly, your tight and wet walls squeezed him, your face twisted with pleasure, he could admire the bulge that formed in the lower part of your stomach, product of his wild thrusts, he could go slower but not now that he had you crying and turning your head completely dumb for his cock.

His hot cum came out mixing with your juices and making you come instantly. He was still fucking your vagina full of his semen, enjoying the sound of the splash, the perfect creampie formed between your legs full of marks and bruises that he had taken care of doing.

He fell between your breasts completely ecstatic of you, smiling wryly, because they were only supposed to talk about being a couple again.

Now everything was clear.

B A J I

This man loves to cum on your face,

he told me.

—I don't give a shit if your jaw hurts tomorrow. —He took your hair and introduced his penis back into your oral cavity, you had complained about the pain in your jaw and now he fucked your mouth more fiercely.

Without stopping sucking on it you protested, calling him an idiot and stupid , Baji understood your insults so he took it upon himself to give you the best arrogant smiles of his.

Seeing that your hair was in the way, he took off the hair tie that was holding his hair and tied your hair into a high ponytail, leaving only a few small strands loose.

You kept sucking on his cock, stroking his tense thighs, closing your eyes to concentrate on not clenching your teeth despite the pain in his mouth.

His moans filled the room, Baji was loud and you knew it, he wasn't ashamed of it and you liked knowing that what you were doing was enough to keep him moaning for a while.

Minutes passed and Baji was muttering bad words, announcing that he would soon cum, he quickly pulled his member out of his mouth and began to masturbate him up and down, biting his lower lip and letting go only to moan.

You closed your eyes knowing that if you got semen in your eye you were going to suffer a lot. Soon the whitish liquid fell on your face, you opened your eyes little by little, receiving the wonderful image of Baji lying with his head back in your chair.

It didn't take long for his penis to stand up again when he saw you muddy like that, you moved a little in your place, waiting to be fucked.

#tokyo rev x you #tokyorev x reader #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x oc #tokyo revengers x you smut #tokyo revengers x y/n #mikey x reader #mikey x oc #draken x reader #mikey tokyo revengers #baji x reader #baji x y/n #baji smut #draken smut #mikey smut #reader insert

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