#tokyo revenger

[highpri3stess]

Monsters: Mikey Sano x Reader x Izana Kurokawa

Chapter 1: Warning Signals

Pairing: Mikey Sano x Fem Reader × Izana Kurokawa

series summary: your grievous sin was Emma standing up for you to her brothers. And now you’re going to pay the heavy price for destroying their perfect family dynamic.

chapter summary: being friends with Emma Sano is nice, until you get on the wrong side of the Sano brothers.

chapter warning: dark content, 18+, misogyny, alcohol mention, sex mention, r*pe mention, brief religious mentions, reader is called a whore/slut, slutshaming, sexual assault, noncon to dubcon, public initimacy, fingering (fem recieving), dacryphilia, gaslighting, manipulation, mentions of vomitting, victim blaming, destructive thoughts, mention of violence (towards reader)

wc: 9k +

masterlist||moodboard||chapter 2

KNOWING how big both the TENJUKU and TOMAN fraternities were on campus, it was a bit awkward being friends with the youngest sister of two of the most popular guys in this school. 

Anywhere you two went, she would always be the center of attention. You didn't really mind being in her shadow because as long as you have her, you’ll be fine. People called you a lost puppy, riding on Emma’s cocktails just to get by in university.

They didn’t know how you both have self-care days where you would paint your nails, wear facial masks and watch “Mean Girls” or “Clueless” on her laptop because you weren’t allowed to watch it when you were young. Or how the both of you always have study dates with hot coffee and exchanging annotated notes so that you both remain at the top of your game. They don’t know about the secrets you both share and the trust you both have for each other.

You don’t have to explain anything to anyone.

Emma is a pretty satisfied girl. Her college tuition is paid for in full and her time here has always been smooth. As far as you knew, she grew up being loved by all three of her brothers and they doted on her to the point she thinks they spoiled her.

-You don’t think they spoiled her -okay maybe a little with the way she spends money, but everyone has a vice-

You could tell she knew what familial love is with how sweet and kind she was to you when you opened up about your family troubles.

The only issue is that her two brothers, Mikey and Izana, have been at each other's necks for some years now. Mostly Izana inciting violence at Mikey and Mikey retailiating; it’s the number one concern in the Sano household the way those two fight and argue.

From what Emma told you, Izana’s provocative nature was the gasoline to Mikey’s volatile mental state, akin to fire. Even the littlest of things that no one would bat an eye for could incite a bloody brawl between them. And as they grew older, more people were involved in their petty rivalry, since neither Emma nor Shinichiro agreed to take their side.

Despite the looming hostility, Mikey decided to throw in the towel and agree for a truce. At first, Emma couldn’t believe it. Until two weeks had passed and they hadn’t fought once.

"They haven't gotten along at a stretch like this, I tell ya!" Emma had said excitedly while selecting what she would wear that day. You let out a small smile as she tossed multiple clothes on her large bed. Being the youngest had its perks, like how her oldest brother, Shinichiro paid for her to have the biggest room in one of the dorms all to herself.

You heard that on the front, he had one of the biggest Motorcycle brands and behind all of that, his real business was handling the black dragons, one of the biggest gangs in Japan.

You wonder how Emma feels about her brothers' lifestyle, but judging from her huge wardrobe and expensive jewelry, you don't think it bothers her too much.

Not like you cared either. To you, she was just Emma. Nothing more or less.

The blonde haired girl swiftly turns to you with two options in her hand, a pink sequined dress and a white halter crop top and a pink mini skirt with ruffles at the bottom. "I need to look really good today, which one says 'I'm so happy my brothers are not at each other's necks for once?' " She asked animatedly.

You've never seen her this happy since you met her, unless Draken was involved and somehow it made you happier too. It must be nice to be so close to your family members all the time and be able to mend your relationship with them.

You've never had that. You don't think of your family much. You don't wish to either, ever since your father cursed you out for rejecting a marriage proposal from one of his friends to pursue higher education and your mother stayed quiet, complicit -not like you would blame her for it. The first time you ever went against your father’s old fashioned ideals after years of obedience was met with immediate punishment.

Ironic.

You don’t regret it, though. Because you wouldn’t have met Emma.

"The second one is a better choice." You said with a smile, gazing at her with adoration in your eyes. “The skirt ruffles makes your legs look good. Pair it with the white strap heels and you’re good.”

The blonde broke out into a wider grin, the clothes pooling at her sides as she rested a hand on her hips. “Look at you giving me fashion advice.” She teased lightheartedly. “I feel like a proud mother growing up!”

“I learned from the best.”

You both fall into a comfortable silence and you take that time to admire her. You’ve always thought Emma was gorgeous, from her bright smile, to the twinkling of her eyes when she’s mischievous, to her enthusiasm for life in general. It was a no-brainer that guys would gravitate towards Emma and try their luck into dating her. Eventually the threat of her brothers or the threat of her equally terrifying friends with benefits who just happened to be the vice president of Toman, Ken Ryugi, would be enough to back off.

“So have you picked your outfit for the party?”

You’re snapped out of the trance-like state to see Emma standing in front of you, her body so close, you could smell her vivienne westwood. “Me?” You asked her, your tone laced with confusion. “I don’t think I’m gonna go.”

“And why is that?”

You paused, trying to organize your thoughts on how to break this to her without ruining her mood tonight. “I don’t think…” you took a deep breath before saying. “Your brothers would want me there.”

There’s a shift in her look, so minor but you could pick out the way her smile faltered. You both knew that her brothers could be… weird around you. It was something Emma couldn’t understand for the life of her.

Izana was usually very displeased with your presence and makes it very well known he doesn't want you there with snide remarks and forgetting your own order. His friends, for the fear of him, wouldn't speak to you either. It took Emma angrily yelling at him for him to be civil towards you. But the second she turned her back, Izana would go back to his usual self, being rude and peppering it with little acts of violence like pushing your hand so that your drink spilled all over the floor and even pushed your laptop bag to the ground, destroying the device you saved money to buy for months.

Mikey was on the other end of the spectrum. He would ignore your very presence and talk to everyone else but you and the rest followed suit. You’ve tried to at least make small talk with him, anything but he would talk over you. You heard from other people that he’s the nice brother and he’s usually so easy going- you’ve seen it with your very eyes the way he interacts with Emma’s other friends, Hinata and Senju.

And it was a shame really. You may or may not have had a crush on him from the first time you saw him. 

Only some guy named Takemitchi would try and explain that they don't hate you. It was surprising, considering that you knew people like Hakkai - whom you attended the same confirmation class and high school with- and even he made no effort to at least speak with you whenever you came to the frat house or met on the road.

You stopped bothering to make either of the Sano brothers like you, so long as they let Emma keep hanging out with you. It was obvious that they hold some animosity for you when you’ve done nothing to them.

You like peace and you wouldn’t want to cause a scene in the party.

“Nonsense!”

Before you could say anything, Emma pulled you up by your arm and dragged you off the bed towards her closet. “That’s a load of bullshit. There’s no way I’m leaving my best friend to rot in her room when there’s a Sano party going on.”

“But-”

“Nope!” She cut you off stubbornly, before pulling out some clothes from her closet, trying to match them with your skin tone. Satisfied with the outfit she picked, she puts the clothes in your arms and practically shoves you into her bathroom.

“EMMA-”

“Don’t Emma me, (name). You’re going to take a shower and by the time you’re out, I should be back with a makeup kit that suits you.” You tried to speak again but she silenced you by pressing a finger on your lips. “We’re going to be the hottest girls at that party, whether they like it or not.”

“But these look very short-”

“Sorry, can’t hear you, bye!”

You sighed when Emma shut the bathroom door in your face, locking it so that you would do what she said.

There was no winning with Emma when she made her mind up. Might as well follow through with it.

YOU had no idea how big this party would be.

You've come to the Toman frat house before with Emma to see Mikey and Draken once, and admired how large and spacious the three story building was. Now imagine that large of a space being cramped up with nearly the whole school's population.

Somewhat, you’re grateful that the blue outfit Emma lent you was as short as it was. The house was so hot, you could faint from how stuffy it was.

You hold on tightly onto Emma's hand, intertwined with each other as the both of you push through the big crowd, ignoring the sweaty, drunk patrons as you headed for the stairs. She, being used to parties like this, was able to navigate through the raging crowd with some form of ease.

After a few more squeezes, you both finally make it to the stairs.

As you both climbed up, you could see different people, all having fun in their own way. You're rarely invited to parties, so this was still more of a nouveau experience for you. A girl is asking for a light, a tiny blunt in between her teeth until another person lights it up for her. You see some guy shotgunning another girl, before melting into a hot kiss, tongue melding with each other. Someone else is drowning shot after shot and a couple is practically dry humping for everyone to see, a poor excuse to dance with the music.

The obscene sight surprisingly doesn’t disgust you, knowing your background, it just makes you curious. How would it feel to try one of those things? Smoking? Drinking? Making out with someone? Emma had told you about her own experiences; as long as you took it easy, it could be fun. Her first time with anything was with Draken and he was always gentle with her, plus her brothers were fine with it, even making sure whatever she took wasn’t laced with anything.

However, you were taught differently. That your body is a temple that you should keep clean for God and doing any of these things will sully you.

You didn’t believe that as much as you did when you were younger, but you didn’t want to test your luck either in case it ended up being true. Or look like a complete moron when you start coughing in front of everyone.

You tried as much as possible not to make it obvious that you're staring, but that failed when you caught the attention of a tall silhouette smoking. Sharp golden eyes stared you down and you instantly looked away, not wanting to get in trouble with some random guy.

You've heard rumors about Toman or Tenjuku guys absolutely beating anyone up for just staring at them wrong. You don't want to be victim number seventy-five this year.

Finally, you both reached your destination; a room on the second floor where Mikey had asked Emma to meet him. The ground floor was always the place where non-members stayed, trashed and partied. The first is accessible to all members of Toman (and now, Tenjuku) to hang out, have a private party and smoke. The second floor is only for executives and their girls or sisters.

You're a bit worried for yourself as Emma spoke to the person guarding the door. Mikey never said YOU could come along with Emma. You're no executive. You're no girlfriend of their executives and you are definitely not related to any of them. You had told Emma to leave you on the ground floor but she insisted that no one would be angry with your presence.

You've suspected that Emma has been trying to hook you up with someone in either of the fraternities. She was always insistent that you at least get to know them.

"(Name) come on."

Without waiting for your protest, Emma yanked you into the rather pristine room that housed the executives. Your eyes drank in the sight briefly, thanking God that it wasn't filthy or smelly as you had imagined it. The execs were all playing a game of poker, with an orange haired girl -Hinata Tachibana, his girlfriend, perched on Takemitchi's lap, laughing at his bad luck.

Emma's eyes quickly scanned around the room for a brief moment until she saw her two brothers sitting side by side, both engrossed in the game. Mikey’s blonde hair is tousled, like he’s been running his hand through it repeatedly. His baggy white shirt is unbuttoned half way and slips down his shoulder, revealing a black tank top and large jean trousers. Izana is different, white hair falling across his handsome face, leather jacket discarded on the back rest of the chair, leaving him in only a tight red shirt and tighter leather jeans, various chains and accessories hanging from his neck. Two earrings dangle from his ears- you can’t remember the name or significance.

‘They’re really good looking. Really-’

Without a warning, she lets go of your poor arm and jumps on top of Mikey and Izana, tackling them into a hug. Cards fly as she squeezes them hard, to which they discard their initial anger of losing their deck and hugging her back.

"Emma, next time give us a warning, will you?" Mikey pouted. You thought it looked cute, but immediately discarded that stupid thought. The guy hates your guts, don’t think he’s hot. "You ruined my game."

"As if you weren't losing dipshit." Izana teased, his face more relaxed than you’re used to seeing. "She did you a favor. You were down to 100 chips."

"You were down to 50. Who's the loser?"

"Still you."

You could see a smile tug at the corner of her lips lift up as she stands up. "Finally glad that two of you aren't strangling each other for once." She said triumphantly, hands on her hips. Her voice has a pep to it. "Last time both of you were in the same room, it didn't end well."

"Doesn't mean I'm not thinking about it." Izana scoffed. Suddenly, his purple eyes left his sister's face and trailed onto you who just stood a few feet away, awkwardly. You watched in real time as his smile fell, his features darkening the moment he locked gazes with you.

Dear God.

"What is SHE doing here?"

His harsh tone made everyone in the room shift their attention towards you. Your blood ran hot with embarrassment, feeling Izana’s purple eyes scan you up and down in disgust while everyone else just looks at you. Mikey’s gaze burned holes into you as well, silently asking you what the fuck you were doing here.

It was obvious. They never wanted you here. This entire thing was a mistake from the beginning.

"I-I'm glad I could walk with you all the way here, Emma" you stuttered, lying through your teeth. You didn't like the way both brothers were staring at you, like they could walk over to you and wring your neck at any moment. "I'll go join the party downstairs now, so I guess I'll see you soon-"

Pulling away from her brothers abruptly, the blonde girl rushed over to you and grabbed your arm, halting your attempt at running away as she dragged you back in place. You cursed underneath your breath at Emma’s desperate attempt to try to get you to stay.

“Hold on, now (name). I’ll talk to them” Emma whispered reassuringly, before turning to her brothers and increasing her voice in full volume. "She's here with me, is there a problem?”

There was a tense silence in the room as everyone stared at you. Mikey's tone was ice cold as he directed his angry gaze at you, dark eyes scanning down your body. You shuddered when his gaze settled on your legs just briefly before snapping back at Emma’s face.

"Emma. When I sent you that text, I specifically said you should come ALONE."

"Come on Mikey. This is ridiculous." Emma plead your case. You don't realize you're shaking until your friend squeezed your hand gently in an attempt to calm you down and you squeezed back, wanting this to be over as soon as possible. "Why would I leave her downstairs?"

"Because that’s where all the sluts like her stay."

Your eyes widened the second the words left his mouth. The shock was soon replaced by embarrassment as Izana looked at you with a snarl on his face, continuing his verbal assault on you. "Why are you looking shocked? Your ass is practically hanging out of that thing you call a skirt and that top?” His eyes fixate onto your cleavage, something dark crossing his face as he spits out “You're inviting unwanted attention with the way your tits are spilling out."

You suddenly felt naked in the simple white top and jean skirt you wore. Your free hand reached for the skirt to try and pull it down, anything to cover your shame.

"Izana!”

Emma started to reprimand her brother when Mikey cut in. "He's right Emma. I don't like the way she dresses either and I've been biting my tongue for a long while. I don't want you to start looking cheap and used."

“Excuse me? Mikey, are you crazy?”

“Come on Emma, look at your friend. One wrong move and she’ll flash her panties. She’s dressed like a prostitute in the red light district-”

Each word seemed to stab you in the heart multiple times. You quickly averted your eyes to the ground as he continued to berate you about your looks, tearing down your confidence bit by bit with each word until you're reduced into nothing but nerves and silent tears. Everyone was staring at you now, scrutinizing gazes drinking in the sight of your exposed flesh.

Unwanted attention.

"... just saying, next time, she shouldn't dress like this if she wants to tag along with you."

“THAT IS ENOUGH."

Emma’s voice rang through the entire room, anger evident in her tone. The two brothers sat there in silence, stunned at the kind of tone Emma had just used on them right now, as if they’ve never heard or seen her this angry in their life before. You could feel her tremble violently, her grip on your hand tightening as fury radiated from her body.

You were sure she’s holding back things to say with how badly she is shaking. Like she doesn’t want to say anything that she might regret saying. She opened her mouth to say something, then closed it immediately, as if biting her words back.

"We're leaving."

“EMMA-”

“Oh come ON-”

Emma threw an arm around you and guided you out of the room amidst her brothers yelling at her to come back. Your friend is gentle with you, hiding your teary face from prying eyes as she leads you through the stairs. The loud music was enough to mask your uncontrolled sobbing, but it didn’t stop people with prying eyes from turning their gazes towards you, wondering what the hell happened to you.

You had never felt this embarrassed in your life. As much as Emma tried to comfort you on your way to her room, their words kept on reverberating in your head. You knew how hard it was to get out of that mindset and now, every confidence you worked for, has crashed down like a pile of cards. Even the way they looked at you made you feel so sick to your stomach.

You've been drilled into as a young child that you're dressed the way you're addressed and because of that, you have always made sure you looked modest enough. You were used to your brothers calling innocent girls whores because of what they wore, that they were asking for it.

And now witnessing it first hand just made you feel so dirty. From the way they looked at you, to how they spoke about your body. It made you ill to the core.

The worst part was how everyone had stared at you. Focusing on the parts that made you look like a whore in Izana’s words like you were a sideshow attraction for them.

The two of you managed to walk back to Emma's room, since hers was closer. Her phone never stopped buzzing all through your journey, even when you got back to her room. You could see the pain in her eyes as she ignored each call, only worsening your guilt. You wished you had stayed back in the dorms instead of ruining her night; she was supposed to be having fun, not walking you back to your room prematurely because you couldn’t take criticism.

"You should pic-"

"No (name)." Emma was quick to assert as she helped you lay down on her queen sized bed, the soft surface. "You don't need to feel pity for them, you're the one they hurt, not the other way around."

You wanted to protest when she fell on the bed beside you, yanking her covers over you both and encasing you in a hug. "You don't have to worry about them. I just want you to feel better." She whispered in your ears, rubbing your back gently. "You looked good tonight."

You could only nod in response at Emma's affirmation, wanting to so badly believe her. You want to believe what Emma thinks about you but you just can’t when you feel like abject filth. Your lips began to wobble, tears rolling down your cheeks once again as their words rang in your ears.

Months of unpacking that trauma, flushed down the drain by a single action.

Emma didn't say anything in response to your fresh tears, she only hugged you tight and rubbed circles on your back to soothe you until you cried yourself to sleep.

   “YOU'RE the one that is fucking wrong!”

You woke up with a start on hearing Emma’s harsh tone echo throughout the room.

You opened your eyes groggily, rolling the covers down a little bit to see what was going on. She was standing at the open door, changed into her pink nightgown, her hair cascading down her shoulder as she argued with someone in the hallways. You push the covers a little further to see who she was talking to, catching a glimpse of a blond haired male standing in the hallways, blocking the only source of light filtering into the room with his body.

“Don’t yell at me, I’m still your older brother.”

‘Mikey?’

You perk up at his voice, instantly awake hearing his irritated tone. What was Mikey even doing in the female dorms by this time of the night? You glance at Emma’s digital clock on her nightstand that reads 00:00am. By now, no male student is supposed to be here, but knowing how influential Mikey is, he might have bribed the security to let him in.

His quiet sigh interrupted your thoughts and you turned your attention back to them, wondering what was going on. He started talking again, taking a tone much softer than before. “You’ve changed Emma. You blow me off to spend time with a stranger-”

“She is not a strang-”

“She is to me. You have enough friends Emma, what do you need this one for? What’s so fucking special about her?” His voice grows harsh again as he goes off a tangent about you. “You’re gonna get tired of her Emma. She’s a new thing but sooner or later you’ll get sick of her.”

Your heart broke at Mikey’s words. Is that what he thinks of you? This was supposed to be the easy going guy on campus that helped girls cross the street and everyone liked?

What did you ever do to him?

“Stop it!” Emma hissed underneath her breath, trying to keep her voice down but drive her point across simultaneously. “Stop talking about (name) like she’s a pet or a fucking toy Mikey. I care for her and I won’t stand you talking shit about her.”

“Em for fuck sake, just get dressed and get your ass back to the party.” Your jaw nearly dropped at how he’s quick to switch topics, ignoring what she just said. “Draken’s waiting downstairs and Izana’s gonna be pissed if you don’t come back.”

“You’re gonna ignore everything I just said right now, huh?”

“Em-”

“You and Izana can go fuck yourselves.”

“You can’t be seriou-”

Emma didn’t let him finish when she slammed the door in his face, turning the key as fast as possible. Her body sagged on the door, a quiet ‘god’ escaping her lips. Her silhouette stayed in that position for two full minutes before she walked to the bed again.

In silence, she laid beside you, wrapping an arm around your body and dragging the blankets over you both once again. You felt safe.

   THE next few days after the party were eventful.

Emma had spent them with you, hanging out in the library to study and going to your work place after a hard day at school, just sitting and talking with you when there was no customer around. You ended up in your dorm room or hers afterwards, eating the snacks you both got from shops around the school.

It was nice. Emma was usually busy with other things, so having her with you all the time seems so perfect. You enjoy the quality time you spend with her, really.

But guilt wouldn’t let you do so.

She had isolated herself from her friend group affiliated with either of her brothers, ignoring their pleas to at least talk to either Mikey or Izana. Hinata or Senju would try to walk up to her on her way to class and Emma would outright ignore them. In a span of days, you’ve seen countless plushies, perfumes, expensive jewelry thrown into the dustbin, either from Mikey or Izana at the back of her dorm- their apology ripped letters ripped to shreds.

You had taken the time to piece one from Izana together and felt your heart bleed at his begging for them to “please work it out. We may not be siblings by blood but you’ll always be my little sister” and Mikey’s “Em I’m sorry for everything. Please let’s talk, I’ll listen to you.”

Your brothers had never done anything like that before. Usually, they would tell you to suck it up or even laugh at you for being too ‘sensitive’.

Then and there, you decided to talk to either of the Sano brothers in hopes you would mend their relationship. A naïve part of you thinks that this is the right thing for you to do; Emma has done so much for you, it’s time to return the favor.

You hadn’t told Emma what you planned on doing, knowing very well that it would make the poor girl far more furious than she was already. She would tell you that you have nothing to apologize for and get angry with you for suggesting to make peace with them, claiming you did nothing wrong.

The last thing you want is to escalate the issue. You just wanted Emma’s happiness.

You gripped the strap of your tote bag firmly, your eyes fixated on Mikey’s Chevrolet that was outside your department, possibly waiting for Emma to come out so that he would talk to her. Gathering all your courage, you walked towards the car and gently knock on the passenger’s seat tinted window to get his attention.

It wound down immediately, revealing the blonde haired man staring back at you with an annoyed expression.

“Are you trying to break my window?”

His rude tone made you instantly regret even trying to talk to him. Unfortunately for you, the decision was made and you stuck to it. ‘The letters, remember the letters’ You whispered to yourself. “I’m sorry Mikey I didn’t mean-”

“Manjiro.”

You blink twice at his interruption, trying to make sense of what was going on. “Huh?”

“Only my friends call me Mikey and as far I’m concerned, you aren’t one of them.”

There it is. That same attitude of that night. It almost made you angry with the way he was talking to you. You had every right to just curse him out and walk away from him - he was the one consistently harassing you, not the other way around, so who does he think he is?

Instead, you took a deep breath, thinking about just being the bigger person and how you want to make peace with him, so that everything returned to normal. “Okay, I’m sorry about your window Manjiro.” You added politely. “Can we talk?”

He narrowed his eyes at you suspiciously and you expected him to roll up his window and just drive away after that.

“Get in.”

You were shocked, but that quickly wore off when he opened the door for you to enter. You settled in quickly, snapping the seatbelt on after closing the door behind you.

There’s tense silence between the two of you as the car moved towards a more secluded part of the campus. You anxiously looked at your lap while he drove, wondering how you were going to start the conversation with him without instantly setting him off. Your gaze eventually drifted up to his face; from his half-lidded dark eyes to his straight nose, down to his soft pink lips. You could see the resemblance between him and Emma, from their facial structure to genuinely good skin -not to mention they were both attractive. Despite his height, you knew a large amount of girls that crushed on him religiously. You’re not sure if anyone succeeded with him though since you don’t really do campus gossip and try to stay in the background.

The car stops, bringing you back to reality. You realized that he had parked behind an abandoned class far behind the rest of the school. According to the university’s history, this was the first ever lecture hall that was built for the school, and eventually they decided not to renovate it as a remembrance from their little beginnings.

Or they didn’t want to spend any money on it.

Mikey switched the engine off, completely silencing the environment between the two of you. It is then that the realization hits you. You’re all alone with one of the most dangerous guys in this school, in a place where no one could hear you even if you scream. The thought makes you nervous, hoping to high heavens that Manjiro doesn’t want to hurt you.

“Well?” He asked, breaking the ice between the two of you. Mikey leaned back on the driver’s seat, turning to look at you. “You wanted to talk? Start talking.”

‘Okay. I can do this’ You whispered gently, exhaling through your lips. You can do this. “Mike- I-i mean Manjiro, I know it’s awkward, after everything that happened at the party and now it’s all a mess.” You cringed at the way you’re jumbling your words, this was not how it was meant to go. “We still haven’t resolved things yet-”

“We?”

You’re taken aback by his shocked tone as if he didn’t remember what both he and Izana had said to you, but when he doesn’t elaborate further, you take matters into your own hands. “Yes. You both said some unsavory things to me that hurt me that day, and it made Emma mad.” You paced yourself, not wanting to start rambling again. “I also want to apologize for disrupting your party by taking those words to heart and if I have offended you in any way, please forgive me.”

There’s an unreadable expression on his face, as if he’s slowly processing all the words you had just said. You watched his reaction morph from surprise to blankness, nothing on his face, which scared you more than any other expression.

“Get out of my car.”

What?

You quickly turned to the man, trying to understand what you had done wrong. This wasn’t how the conversation was supposed to go in your head. You expected that Manjiro would be civil enough to at least apologize for his actions too or talk, not this.  “Wait, Manjiro, what did I say wrong-”

“You don’t even realize you’re the problem!” You nearly jump out of your skin when you see the way his once annoyed expression had changed into something far more ugly, eyes blown out, face red with hot fury as he spat at you.

“Em can never fucking shut up about how I need to apologize to you whenever I try to talk to her! It’s always about you, you, you! So what I called you a slut? Was I wrong? Look at what you wore at that party.” he snapped at you, before sneering at your clothes right now; a blue zip up cropped sweater showing off a little mid-riff and a layered skirt that stopped at your thigh, coupled with a pair of white knee high socks. “And look at what you’re wearing right now. Just look at how short that skirt is. Might as well show your ass off to the campus”

You instantly started to feel self-conscious at his disgusted look, trying to drag down your skirt to cover the space between your thighs and socks. The action only seemed to fuel his anger. “Oh? You didn’t know when you dressed up like a common whore this morning, huh?”

“I thought it was cute-” You felt so stupid, uttering those words, but before you could say anything else, Mikey cut you off. “Cute? Oh you’re cute alright, just as cute as those cocksluts on porn sites with cum all over their faces. That’s how cute you are.”

You want to cry at how insultive and insensitive his words are. You weren’t even showing off much skin and he is just calling you a slut through and through. 

“I’m not a slut-” your voice trembled, but just like arguing with your father, it’s no use. He let out a loud scoff, his gaze flickering from your face to your lap, settling between your legs. “Really? As far as I’ve heard, you’re used product. That pussy is probably loosened up from all the cock you’ve taken.”

“I’m not that kind of gir-”

“I’ll only believe it if you let me touch your pussy..”

“Excuse me?”

“Let me feel how tight you are. Then I’ll believe you.”

You don’t like where this is taking you to. You see Mikey pressing something on his key and the locks click, trapping you in the ventilated car with him. You try to pry the door open or undo the latch, only to discover that it was stuck and that there was no way to go out. Your heart starts hammering loudly in your chest, dread filling your veins when you realized how alone and utterly fucked you are.

“Manjiro open the door or I’ll- I’ll-” 

“Or you’ll what?” He spat back, dangling the keys before your very eyes before putting it somewhere you couldn’t see. “You wanna open the door so bad? Get the key from me then.”

You’re quick to react, lunging forward in an attempt to snatch the key for him. He easily resisted you grabbing at his body while laughing at your repeated screams to let you out. It was like the more you begged and pleaded for him to let you go, the more he liked whatever game he was playing.

“THIS ISN’T FUNN- MANJIRO!”

Your screaming did nothing to deter him from practically jumping on you and pinning your arms against your chest with one firm hand, a leg separating your thighs. You twisted and turned, trying to fight your way out of his tight grip but to no avail. He was heavy and stronger than you had imagined, holding onto you like you weighed nothing at all.

His other hand reached underneath your skirt, skimming through your panties, making you squirm in your position at the feeling. Panic rises against your chest as he pushes the crotch part aside, revealing your pussy. “Wait! Wait, please-” you try to reason with him as he traces through a streak of your hairy vulva, curling a strand in one finger before moving to your clit.

“You don’t shave?” His tone is so casual, like he isn’t doing something very abhorrent and wrong right now. His question is left hanging in the air as his finger starts to slowly circle around your clit.

You’ve never been touched before. You’ve never touched yourself there either. You grew up in a household that taught you that anyone who isn’t your husband touching you is wrong. Your body is a temple to be kept for your husband.

So when Mikey’s slow and sensual movement against your clit begins, your body nearly seizes up with sensitivity. A loud gasp escapes your lips, followed by heavy breathing, your body shuddering with something unfamiliar and electric, sending signals that you didn’t know how to respond.

He strokes you faster, rubbing your sensitive nub in circles that has your eyes glazing over and your hips moving to feel more of his touches, wetting his car seat and your skirt with arousal. Mikey watched with interest the way you closed your eyes tight, your head lolled towards the side as your chest rises and falls, quiet ‘oh’ leaving your lips. He started to take it a step further, leaning over to your neck and trails kisses from your pulse point, to your jawline. He moved up to your ear and his long tongue darted towards the shell, licking it.

“Manjiro-” You gasped at the foreign wetness, with each flick of his tongue, sending pleasurable shivers down your body to your very core. Encouraged by your somewhat positive response, he continues licking your earlobe, his teeth occasionally grazing the shell as his fingers progressively leaves your clit, gathering your slick between his two fingers and tracing the outline of your hole.

“Shit” he groaned, feeling how soaked you were. “You’re so wet right now, I could just slide in that pussy of yours with ease.”

You wanted to protest when you felt two thick fingers inch into your unused hole. You wanted to push him off you and run out of the car until you were far away from him. Every part of your mind, your heart, everything in you wants Mikey OFF you as he forces your hole to accept his fingers.

And yet, you couldn’t even scream, you couldn’t claw at his face to scratch his eyes out for doing this to you. No. Instead, you’re arching your back and breathing his name into his ears over and over again, your hands clenched tightly in his grip as his fingers stretched your pussy out. All you do is tear up and let this sick pervert lick the salt rolling down your cheeks off, before going back to kissing the sensitive spot behind your ear.

“You’re so pretty when you cry f’me. Come on, keep making those noises.” 

He curled up his fingers, experimentally looking for that spot as the burn graduated to a pleasurable stretch, repeated moans leaving your lips. He fingered you, progressively increasing his speed and pleasure overriding your senses as he circled his thumb over your poor nub, simultaneously with him curling up your g-spot.

Your body responded to his touches, lips kissing up and down your neck, licking your pulse point before sinking his teeth and mouth on it, making you gasp loudly.

Everything was too much. Your pussy tightened around his fingers, thighs trembling as he brought you closer to the edge. His lips left your neck and kissed up to your jaw, then the corner of your lips, pumping into you faster until you started to spasm.

“M-manjiro I-i feel, I feel- waitwaitwait- hngh-”

You arched your back uncomfortably with a strangled cry, soaking his fingers as your vision went blinding white. Your body trembled as he fucks and kisses you through your orgasm, shaking in his grasp until you fall limp on the chair, well spent.

You’re catching your breath as his fingers slid out of your pussy, a string of your cum connecting them. Manjiro looked at his soaked fingers with interest, before popping them in his mouth and humming to himself in approval. The sight feels so wrong to look at and you can’t find the strength to look away as he licked his fingers clean of your musky taste.

You don’t say anything when he let go of your wrists and adjusted your panties so that it covered your pussy. The blonde haired man climbed back to his seat, starting up the engine of his car again.

He doesn’t say anything when you start sobbing.

   “I GOT the food for you.”

You didn’t respond to Manjiro, hanging your face as tears rolled down your face. It’s the position you had assumed since he climbed off your body, something he couldn’t get you out. He thought that maybe if he got you some food, maybe you’ll ease up and eat.

He couldn’t have been more wrong.

Kissing his teeth, he entered back into the driver's seat before closing the door behind him, tossing the food at the back seat. You could tell from the way he was muttering underneath his breath that he was growing more annoyed with you. “Honestly, I don’t know why the hell you’re crying. You’re still a virgin.”

You didn’t know what else to expect from him. That he would even offer you a shred of apology for what he did? The way his words are so callous, lacking any form of tact in the way he’s brushing off what he just did tore you apart.

Emma had painted this man as someone who would hang the moon and stars for her. Someone she knew she could call if anything was going to happen to her, who would fight through hell and back for her safety. She had told you of how he beat up anyone that touched her wrongly and how he would try to make her forget anything unpleasant. To Emma, Mikey was her knight in shining armor, her hero.

But when you turn to look at him through your teary gaze, watching him rev up his car engine with a nonchalant expression on his face, all you see is a monster.

You felt sick.

“I’m going to tell Emma.”

Your voice was quiet, hoarse from all the sobbing but the anger was evident. There was no way you were going to let him get away scott free. You knew that the police would be as good as useless because you’ll have no evidence by the time you manage to file a complaint. The school authorities won’t help you either as Shinichiro Sano was one of their biggest benefactors and everyone in the faculty loved Manjiro despite his tendency to be disrespectful.

But if you told Emma, you know she’ll believe you. Even if the entire world was against you and for him, you would still be able to get her to take your side and stand with you.

You’re sure name dropping his little sister would make him scared at the very least. Mikey loved her to death, she had this perfect image of her sweet older brother that he has to uphold at the very least.

“Call her then.”

Without skipping a beat, he dropped his own phone straight onto your lap before continuing to focus on the road. Eyes wide, you turned your head to Mikey to see any form of reaction, even him flinching slightly.

Nothing.

Your mouth hung open at how he just blankly stared at the road ahead of him, his grip on the steering wheel normal as he drove you back to campus. As if he’s innocent, like he didn’t force his fingers into your panties and violate your purity. His nonchalance irritates you; it’s as if he doesn’t care what you say or do to him.

“How-” you questioned him, wondering where the hell he dropped his humanity? Any other person would have reacted; begging you, threatening you or even giving a flimsy apology. “-you’re not even scared-”

“Why should I?” He shrugs his shoulders. “You never once said no.”

“That’s not how it works!”

“Then how does it work?” He cuts you short, taking a right turn to park outside of your faculty building. He puts the car in park before turning to face you. “You walk up to my car to ask me if we could talk. When I told you to get out, you didn‘t leave. You never told me to stop and you didn’t struggle. You know what you did instead?”

“Sto-”

“Ah ah- Manjiro” he mocked you in a high pitched voice, making you cover your ears in humiliation, not wanting to hear anything from him. You wanted to throw up, ruin his car. You want the ground to swallow you whole, anything that would take him far away from you. “Ah, mmh Manjiro, mmh mhhh ah ah- you moan like a pornstar by the way. Almost like you enjoyed being treated like that.”

You opened your mouth to speak, but all you felt was bile rise up to your throat. A part of you nagged that he had a point; you never said anything that sounded like ‘stop’ or ‘no’ and how you positively responded to his touches. ‘You even orgasmed.’ A gnarly disgusting voice bubbles up in your head, in defense of Mikey. ‘It was obvious you enjoyed it. Every second of it.’

You tried to deny it. Try to block out that voice as you attempt to remember everything you were told about assault. You’re fighting a war in your head, against the intrusive voices as you picked up the phone to tell Emma. ‘She’ll believe me. She’ll believe me-’

“Face it. You enjoy being taken advantage of.”

Those words were the final nail to the coffin. The phone lies in your limp hand, finger just above Emma’s line to call her. Everything that led up to this point involved your choices. To stay in his car. Not fighting harder. Never screaming no or stop.

You let him sully your temple.

Mikey spared you one more look, dark eyes scanning every inch of your crumpled form. You don’t see the twitch of his lips or him struggling not to smile or laugh at your predicament that he caused. Instead, he slides the device out of your hand, placing it back in the middle of his car before grasping your hand in his.

“Alright, stop crying.” he soothed in mock sympathy, thumb tracing over the back of your palm. “I’ll take you shopping and buy you new clothes, hmm? And I’ll buy you anything else you want. Okay?”

You should have known better to believe him. After everything he has done to you, from consistently insulting you, to assaulting you and then making you feel guilty for giving him the opportunity to do so.

And yet, you’re nodding along with him, agreeing with him and letting his warmth engulf you. “Okay.” You said in a small voice, your free hand grasping the hem of your skirt tightly.

“Look at me.”

You felt another hand grasp your chin, forcing you to look at his face, dark eyes peering at your face. “I don’t like that look on your face.” You wince as his fingers tightened around your jaw, your heart hammering against your chest when he commanded you once again. “Smile.”

You don’t know what else to do. With Mikey, it’s like going to a war knowing fully well you would lose.

And so you do as you’re told. Your lips lifted at the corners forcefully and you gave your best smile. He returned it with a smile of his own, genuine to the point his eyes dilated.

“Good girl.”

Your mouth went dry at his statement when he withdrew from your body and unlocked the door for you. Deciding not to ponder on it, you reach for the handle to leave. You had a class in an hour’s time and you were supposed to meet up with Emma beforehand to return her laptop that you borrowed for your project.

“Wait.”

You paused in your tracks, your hand hovering above the door handle. What else does he want from you? “Your makeup is ruined. Fix it before Emma sees you. You don’t want to give her the wrong idea that I hurt you.”

Bile rose in your throat once again at his words, but you hold yourself from doing anything that would set him off. You only nodded in response before opening the door and exiting the car. Tears threatened to escape your eyes as you hurried off to class, your throat burning with anger as you gripped both your tote bag and the food he had gotten for you, hard. Your body shook with each step feeling the intensity of his dark eyes burning into you.

“Smile. (Name).” you started whispering his words to yourself as you enter your department, pushing back your hatred and disgust for yourself to the furthest corner of your mind. “Just smile.”

Ending scene:

Mikey never tore his gaze from you as you disappeared into the building. Dark eyes watched as your ass bounced in that jean skirt you had worn today, nearly reviving the boner he had prior. He had to admit, notwithstanding his absolute disgust for you, you were a sight for sore eyes - pretty, naive, inexperienced.

A people pleaser to add the cherry on top.

He’s never been with an inexperienced girl before. Not even when he lost his virginity in high school. It didn’t hurt that you also had the sexiest thighs he’s ever seen either.

You weren’t as stupid as he thought -far from it. Mikey knew your strategy; picking your battles carefully. You’re rightfully afraid of both him and Izana. You were even more afraid of losing face with Emma, the only friend you managed to make here, which is why you came to him because you felt guilty for making her mad at them.

How you thought that would solve anything, though, was beyond his understanding. All your actions pointed at was that you are a big suck up with little self-respect.

He and Izana were perhaps worried for nothing. If played right, they could have you underneath their thumb like they do with the rest of Emma’s other friends. All this was to keep an eye on their little sister in the long run. Personally, if you had stayed in your lane, you wouldn’t be a target.

Once you entered your department, Mikey picked up his phone, went straight to his contacts and searched “Takemichi’s pervert friend”. It rang for a few seconds until someone picked it up.

“What now?” A male voice grumbled. “Why do you call me at the worst times Mikey? I’m in the middle of something important.”

‘Yeah. Fucking some girl in a closet is so important. Idiot.’

“I need a favour from you. A big one. I’ll pay you for it.”

The line shuffled a little bit, before quieting down. Mikey could hear a girl muttering something about fucking her quick before class starts, but the blond could care less. “Alright, I’m listening.” He muttered through the phone. “I owe Takemitchi one for covering for me last semester. What can I do for you?”

“You’re the R.A of (name)’s dorm room, right? I need a copy of her room key.”

Another pause from the other end again. “Mikey, I know you want her far away from Emma, but aren’t you doing too much?” The man chastised. “Planning on getting her expelled? The organized beating last month wasn’t enough?”

Mikey groaned. Izana had sent some girls to your room to fuck you up as a warning, hoping you would get the message. Unfortunately, they weren’t as effective because you still showed up to lectures the next day with a swollen face and a limp and Emma just ended up fussing over you. “You know that was all Izana’s idea. Look, I just need it. I’m not getting her expelled or anything.”

“What exactly do you want them for then?”

“None of your fucking business” Mikey hissed rudely. “Are you gonna name your price or do I ask someone else Makoto?”

The silence was almost deafening before Makoto said “5k” defeated.

Mikey looked at the building again before looking at his watch. He had to attend his criminology lecture by 3pm since he had a presentation today and it was already 1:30pm. The frat member he gave his presentation to edit must be waiting for him at the coffee shop.

Izana would just have to wait until after the class to talk about what their next line of action would be towards their common enemy.

“Deal. Make two copies.”

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monica's after notes: i hope you enjoyed this chapter. I'm actually feeling ill today so i might not respond quickly. for those who are seeing this for the first time, if you like it please reblog and comment and drop me a follow! note that i do not condone any action potrayed here.

next update is on friday and trust things get even more interesting and twisted.

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[nex-ture]

Hi, could I solo a Mikey with a shy reader at a Toman meeting? Please

Manjiro (Mikey) Sano x gn!reader

2-year-old asks!! I post every blue moon. I also took creative liberty cause, idk wtf I was supposed to write

I might have accidentally put "He" somewhere in here for the reader, but I'm illiterate so don't come for me

Y/N was always so quiet. They weren't an ordinary member, but they never stood out like a sore thumb. The only person attention they ever seem to steal was Mikey and an ever so curious Takemichi. Whenever Takemichi didn't know someone or their position, he would ask his trusty, right-hand man, Chifuyu.

"Who's the kid, the one leaning against the pillar." Takemichi turned towards his partner with an egar look on his face.

"That's L/N Y/N. They're not the most talkative, if I'm being honest. But they show up to just about every gang meeting and division captain meeting." Chifuyu mentioned off as if this should be common knowledge.

Takemichi looked at Y/N, now talking to Mikey. They were deep into conversation, yet they would only ever talk to Mikey, maybe on the rare occasion would they be caught talking to another founding member.

Chifuyu leaned closer to Takemichi to mention something in a loud whisper, "There's rumor stirring that they're actually dating, or at the very least crushing."

Takemichi continued to stare at the two as Mikey left to officially start the Toman meeting.

Y/N seemed to be keeping to themselves throughout the whole meeting, every once in a while people would usually turn to talk about what their captain said, but Y/N didn't seem to have interest in that.

When the meeting finished, Y/N hoped on the back of Mikeys back as they went home. Takemichi was dead set on uncovering their relationship. Why would Mikey be so interested in someone who barely spoke, and why would anyone be into Mikey...

Takemichi walked over to the few remaining captains, which consisted of Draken, Mitsuya, Smiley, and Angry. They all left shortly after Mikey, aside from Sanzu, who left the exact second Mikey did.

"Hey Draken, can I ask you something?" Takemichi walked closer to the group who were previously lost in conversation. "Does it have something to do with Y/N?" Draken questioned like he already knew.

Takemichi was taken aback by his response, begging to know how he knew... was Draken a timeleaper, too!? Takemichi was quickly brought back down to earth when Draken spoke, "It was kinda hard not to notice how intently you were staring at Y/N almost the whole meeting." Takemichi was a bit embarrassed by this. He knew he was staring, but he didn't know it was that obvious.

"Yeah, do you guys know what's up with Y/N? They don't seem to talk to anyone but Mikey." Takemichi let out in what seemed like one breath. A few in the group looked at him dazed, others with a curious look to hear the answer. "Well, I think it's normal to feel most comfortable around you, partner." Draken uttered like it was the most obvious response in the world.

Takemichi looked at Draken dumbfounded with his response, though he's not shocked, Drakens acting like he knows every last thing about the personal lives of the Toman members. "Oh yeah, Y/N and Mikey are dating...if you didn't know." Draken says, still making direct eye contact with a dumb founded Takemichi.

Takemichi sighs, thanking Draken before heading over to wear Chifuyu had parked his bike so his partner could take him home. He made sure to tell Chifuyu that his suspicions about Mikey and Y/N were true, earning a loud yell in excitement from Chifuyu over his correct assumption.

As Takemichi was dropped off at his house, he made a note to himself to get to know the person dating his best friend.

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[mavrintarou]

[Daddies in December] Haitani Rindou

I feel like I make these Tokoyo Rev baddies into softies...

Warning: soft Rindou, smut

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Aside from getting blood splatter on his nice and expensive as hell suits, the next thing that Rindou hated was when Y/n was upset with him and her cold shoulders.

The first time she was upset with him and gave him cold shoulders (which implied no sex and no talking, he couldn’t even hold her hand) he nearly went mad. He never had an issue wooing a woman back after making her mad but Y/n held her fucken ground. She would not forgive him until he explained how he learned from the lesson and how he was going to do better.

The damage he took to his pride just for her forgiveness.

Since then, in their two-year relationship, he ensured that if it was a mistake on his behalf, he would own up to it and apologize immediately.

Earlier that day he was fine, his day was going well but it wasn’t until he received a text message from her asking what he wanted for dinner and he responded, it’s up to you.

His fucken thumb tapped the send button too fast before his brain could register that she did not like that response.

“Well if it was up to me, I wouldn’t be asking you in the first place?”

Her reply was received five minutes later, okay.

Okay.

Rindou exhaled deeply, her reply sat heavily on his mind. It was neither good nor bad but he couldn’t tell by her tone if she was upset and annoyed at his response.

His palm was sweaty as he gripped the large and obnoxious bouquet and headed home. He wasn’t even sure why he was nervous, he just knew something was different about Y/n and he hated that he couldn’t figure it out. With her, she was always keeping him on his toes.

Her emotions were all over the place now that she was pregnant.

One minute she’s happy he is home and the next minute she’s mad because the kitchen shears aren’t sharp enough and the next minute, she’s sad with tears streaming down her cheeks about the squirrels being cold in the middle of winter.

He knew very little about pregnant women, had to purchase two books, and educated himself when he was at work.

“Are you… fucken reading?” Ran burst out laughing when he entered the board room and found Rindou engrossed in a book. When his younger brother didn’t bother to jab him back with a snarky response, he picked up the second book and his eyes widened. “Y/n is pregnant?”

“Yes,” Rindou murmurs, “maybe you should also read too, I saw a book on how to be an uncle.”

Their apartment was quiet and that upped Rindou’s nervousness.

“Baby?” he called softly, toeing off his shoes. “Y/n? Love? Where are you?”

“In the kitchen.”

His long legs took him straight into the kitchen where he presented his bouquet. He opened his mouth, like a child ready to present a present to their mom but when he saw her tear-streaked face, he tossed the bouquet on the table in front of her and was immediately at her side. “What happened? Who do I need to kill?”

She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand but Rindou was faster, reaching to wipe her tears away.

“It’s not that…” she muttered.

“What made you and baby sad then?” he rephrased, one hand cupping her cheek while the other rubbed her belly which was just beginning to show.

Instead of answering, Y/n turned to point at the counter a few feet away. He stood up and face contorted. “Onions?”

“I was trying to make dinner but accidentally cut off the butt of it and couldn’t finish chopping the onions before I started crying.” She continued to wipe her eyes, “goodness that fucken stings.”

Rindou’s lips tremble before he laughs wholeheartedly.

Y/n shoulders shook as she joined him, laughing hysterically.

“God, I love you.” He kissed her softly, “never a dull moment with you.” Y/n moans against his mouth, her hand quickly undoing the buttons of his dress shirt and he chuckled. “Needy?”

“Just a little…” she pulled away, glancing at his swollen lips she just hungrily nipped at. “I had a dream about you.”

Rindou stood up, pulling her up and tugging her along as he led them to the couch. He pulled her down his lap, “do tell me, what was it about?”

Y/n’s hand rests over his heart, feeling the beats beneath her palm. “You were fucking me…”

“Hmm?” he urged her to continue.

“You… were holding me, your strong arms,” she touched his muscular bicep, “supporting my weight and pounding hard into me while I hold on to your shoulders…”

Rindou’s eyes darken as he nods his head, “ah, is that so?”

Y/n nodded, she reached to brush his lower lip with her thumb. “I’ve been thinking about it all day…”

Rindou nipped her thumb before soothing it with his tongue, “what should I do about it?”

She looks up at him, “I think you should fuck me like how you did in my dream?”

“You would like for me to turn it into a reality?”

“Yes please,” she whispered.

He nodded his head with a small smirk, “anything you want.” He pinched her chin between his finger and thumb, bringing her face closer until he could kiss her again.

Without breaking their kiss, he guided her to straddle his lap, his hands slipping underneath her shirt, feeling the warmth of her naked skin. He cupped her breast through her bra before they slid behind to undo the claps. Rindou pulled away from their heated kiss, to tug her clothing off.

His lips pressed against her collarbone, tongue running up to her throat. “You want my cock? Then take me out then.”

Her hand reached for his pants, tugging at his belt and button before pulling the zipper painfully slow. His cock was already erect, bulging against the materials of his boxers. Her hand slid inside, stroking his cock.

Rindou's head rests against her chest as he groans already underneath the touch of her hand. “Faster, baby…”

Her hand fastened until he felt himself ready to combust. He gripped her wrist, “hurry and strip so I can fuck you like your dreams.”

Y/n quickly scrambles to stand, pushing down her jeans and underwear.

Rindou leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her small bulging belly. “You look so fucken sexy pregnant.”

Her fingers threaded through his neatly combed hair, “even when I become bigger?”

“Hmm,” he agreed, standing up to push his pants and boxers down.

In one swift movement, he picked her up, her legs and arms locking around his body. “Let’s make your dream come true, ‘eh?” He lowered her and thrust into her at the same.

Y/n hugged him close, legs tightening around his waist. Her breath shook as she clamped around his cock. “Feels – feels just like my dream…”

Readjusting his arms, he hooked them behind her knees and began to slowly rock her on his cock.

“Rin…” Y/n moaned, her clit rubbing against his patch of trimmed public hair. Rolling her hips, she took him deeper doing so, “yes… yes, Rin!”

Rindou grunted, thrusting harder that their living room was filled with the sound of slapping skin.

Y/n’s back arched as she tightened around him, cumming.

Groaning, Rindou thrust a few more times before he came. He can feel his cock tugging with each spurt of cum. He maneuvered his arms to support her weight. “Bath?”

She nodded, her head still buried against the curve of his neck.

Kicking their clothes aside, he slowly walked towards the hall down to their room. With each step, he felt her clamp around him, making him flinch.

“If you keep squeezing me like that, I’m going to get hard again.”

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>>> @queenelleee @mfreedomstuff @erintaro @callmeraider @chaotic-fangirl-blog @wolffmaiden @cloud-lyy

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[itjazzbicch]

The Finish Line

Pairing: Timeskip!Manjiro Sano x Fem Reader 

Summary: Continuations of The Grim Future:

Tracking down Chifuyu and trying to leap back to the past to fix the horrible future that the reader is in, she's completely thrown off track when Mikey follows her without her knowledge, assuming things and she leaps back from Mikey's touch instead of Chifuyu, she doesn't expect the past she lands in, nor the future she finds...

Warnings:  Manga Spoilers! Slight swearing, Use of a gun (in other words someone gets shot), a MxF slap. It is Bonten Mikey in the beginning! (But that's about it!) The rest of this fic is so sweet I swear!

Word Count: 2.7k 

It took some sneaking around, but in a relatively short time, I tracked down Chifuyu. He owned a pet shop in the city, and I had to lie to Mikey, but I needed to see Chifuyu.

There was no way I could live like this. Yes, I was with Mikey, but he wasn't the Mikey I knew. I didn't know exactly what I had to do in the past to change our future, but I knew that this wasn't meant for us.

The store Chifuyu owned was impressive, and it was nice to know that my friends did something with their lives. I didn't want to approach him directly as just being there had my emotions running wild, and when I saw Chifuyu step out of the back and to the register to help one of his employees, an exchange of glances was all we needed.

The longer I stared into his eyes, the more tears I felt swelling up. He nudged his head toward the backdoor, so I rushed outside to meet him in the alleyway.

"Y/N, it's about time I ran into you-"

"Chifuyu-" I panted, silencing him as tears streamed down my face, shaking in the knees as I cried, "I need to go back. I need to go back now."

"Why? I know that we couldn't save everyone, but-" Chifuyu was only confused but quickly learned why I was panicking as I cried harder:

"It's so much worse than you think, Chifuyu."

"Try to calm down, okay?" He was only trying to help, holding my shoulders and trying to help ease my cries so I could talk, "Just tell me what's going on."

"Have you heard of Bonten?" I didn't need to ask; the expansion in his pupils showed that he knew of Bonten, nearly breaking down completely against him as I whispered, "I'm second in command of it. Mikey is the leader, and they all do such horrible things. How did this happen, Chifuyu? How did I fail again?"

"Oh my gosh," He whispered in shock, holding me up as I collapsed in his arms, looking up to him:

"Please, Chifuyu-"

"Hmm, this is what you've been hiding from me, Y/N?"

Fear never struck me as hard as it did when I heard Mikey's voice behind me; I whipped around to see Mikey and Sanzu behind him.

"No, Mikey! This isn't what you think!" Panicking, I fell to my knees, even bowing to him to show that I wasn't lying, "It will sound crazy if I tell you the truth, but I'll do so if I have to, just please-"

"Shut up," He growled, leaning down to snatch my wrist and pull me away from Chifuyu, "Sanzu-"

"I got this," Sanzu snickered, my heart falling as he pulled out a pistol with a silencer, making me scream out:

"No! Mikey! PLEASE-"

Before me or Chifuyu could react, Sanzu had already pulled the trigger, crying so hard that I couldn't breathe as Chifuyu's body fell to the ground.

"Oh my god-" I choked out, trying to break Mikey's grasp, "Chifuyu!"

"You've been acting weird, suspicious too," Mikey murmured, gripping my wrist even tighter, pulling me so we were face to face, never seeing such a dark look in his eyes, "You think I wouldn't find out?"

"It's not what you think!" I yelled out of sadness and anger, trying to break free just for him to slap me.

I never knew Mikey's strength till then. My head was ringing as I dropped to the ground like a ton of bricks, just from a slap. As much as it hurt my heart and made me cry even worse, I needed to save Chifuyu, crawling to his body, but before I could reach him, Sanzu snatched me by the shirt:

"We have to get out of here. Think you two can handle this somewhere else?"

"Oh, we will," Mikey growled, my hand smacking Sanzu away.

"No! No! No! No!" I sobbed, screaming one last time as Mikey took my hand, "Mikey, stop!"

"So, how's she ride, Y/N?"

Huh? What happened? Where was I? To go back to the past, I needed Chifuyu, but for some reason, it happened when Mikey held my hand.

"Hey! Be careful! You're swerving!"

I was on a motorcycle, and that voice; it was so familiar. Looking to the left, I saw short, black hair flying with the wind. They finally looked at me, and it was Baji?! But he was younger.

Still accelerating, I stared at him in shock. It was really Baji. Not paying attention to the road till he yelled out:

"Y/N! Watch out!"

"What?" Looking ahead of me, I slammed right into a telephone pole, hitting the ground hard.

"Are you okay?!" Baji came to a screeching halt, parking and running to my side.

The pain wasn't even that bad. I picked myself up and stared at Baji, shaking because it had already been so long since I last saw him on Bloody Halloween.

"Say something! You're weirding me out!"

"Hey, what happened?!" Kazutora. He pulled up next to Baji's bike, running over to check on me, "Y/N crashed?!"

"Yeah, and she won't talk!"

"B-Baji. Kazutora-a-" This was real. I went back much further than twelve years and, with them in front of me, live in the flesh. Looking at my reflection against the metal pieces of my bike, I was much younger, too and I just started bawling, "Baji! Kazutora!"

"Let's get her checked out," Kazutora recommended, helping me stand. I hugged them tightly, like I'd never have that chance again.

"C'mon Y/N. I think you hit your head," Baji exclaimed, trying to pry me away, so I nodded, limping over to his bike:

"O-Okay."

The crash wasn't that bad. I could tell that I wasn't injured or anything, but they were all so confused as to why I wouldn't stop crying.

In the hospital bed, I kept trying my best to calm down, but if I was this far in the past, how would I be able to fix things and go back to the future? Was Mikey my pathway back now? I had so many questions, overwhelmed with more emotions as I heard another old, familiar voice:

"You said that she won't stop crying?"

"Yeah, but nothing's seriously wrong with her! Just a few scratches," Baji was explaining something to that voice, shaking again with silent tears flowing as Shinichiro walked through the door into my hospital room:

"Maybe she's just upset about her bike."

Shinichiro didn't even cross my mind. He was alive too. Trying to help me with a soft smile:

"Hey, girly. It's not like you getting into an accident. You ride better than all the boys!"

He was only trying to raise my spirit, but I started sobbing again, holding out my arms:

"Shinichiro!"

He was such a kind soul, hugging me and reassuring me, "Hey, don't cry. You're okay, and that's what matters. Don't worry about your bike either. I'll fix it. It'll look like nothing ever happened to it."

"T-Thank you," I panted, needing to breathe just to freeze again as Draken came in next with Mikey:

"Y/N! You, okay?"

Picking my head up, my eyes locked with Mikey's, and I could feel this zap between us.

"The doctor said she's okay. She's just a little spooked," Shinichiro explained, standing and patting my head, backing up as Mikey ran and hugged me.

I was going to run out of tears with all the crying that I was doing, trying to keep my whisper to Mikey as quiet as possible:

"Do you remember?"

"I do," He whispered back, swallowing a breath as he was fighting tears of his own, too, "I remember everything."

Squeezing him hard, I was shaking like a leaf, and Mikey noticed everyone's confusion, whispering quickly:

"Relax. We'll fix everything. I promise."

Finally, I grew a grip on myself and stopped crying. It did feel good to know that everyone I cared about was alive and that I had one more chance to make things right.

Knowing that I probably wouldn't get another chance, I didn't want to live through another hellish future after all the ones I'd already gone through.

Since we were young and Toman wasn't formed yet, Mikey and I decided to create Toman again, but this time, bringing everyone, even the people we were once enemies with. This wouldn't be a gang, more so, a path. A path to a better future, where we all do something meaningful with our lives. No more violence and death.

It took a long time, but we got everyone we needed on that path, standing alongside Mikey as the time finally came, his voice commanding out:

"Toman is now disbanded!"

Everyone was confused by this, but that quickly faded and led them towards the light of a bright future as Mikey encouraged:

"Go on and live your lives to the fullest. Accomplish your goals and dreams. There is more to life than we think. So please, think deeply about these words, and most importantly, don't let me down."

Something in my heart made me feel so good inside as they all saluted Mikey one last time, going their ways, smiling brightly as some talked about what they wanted to do in the future. Chifuyu wanted his pet store, Smiley and Angry wanted to open a ramen shop. Mitsuya planned on becoming a fashion designer.

I wanted to see all those dreams come true more than anything in this world, gazing at Mikey as I heard him sniffling:

"We did it, Y/N."

"Yeah," I sniffled back, wiping my eye, "I'm pretty sure we did."

Nodding and offering his hand to me, my heart started racing. We truly did not have anything to fear about, but I was so nervous.

"I know what you've gone through, Y/N. I wouldn't do this if I didn't know we'd succeeded."

"I agree, but it's just so scary to me still," I admitted, taking a deep breath before smiling softly, "Even so. Even if I have more to do, I'll do it."

"You've done it all," Mikey smiled, tears of happiness falling down his cheeks, "I'm sure I'll see you as soon as you get there."

"C'MON! YOU'RE SO CLOSE!"

My gosh, why was it so loud?!

Covering my ears, Draken was standing next to me, wearing a headset and yelling. In front of me, a wire fence and motorcycles were racing. We were at a race?

"YEAH MIKEY!" "YOU GOT THIS MAN!" "MIKEY! MIKEY!"

Shinichiro. Baji. Pah. Kazutora. Mitsuya. Takemichi. Everybody. Everyone was here. Quickly looking at a sign, this was the Grand Prix, and as the bikes raced by, I just knew it was Mikey, in black and yellow, neck and neck with another racer, trying to get to first place and win.

We actually did it! The happiness took over me, with tears and a smile, jumping as Mikey started to get the lead, and I started screaming:

"YOU'RE GONNA WIN IT, MIKEY! YOU CAN DO IT, BABY!"

Right as I got out my last word, Mikey crossed the finish line, and I jumped for joy, screaming and cheering, shaking Draken:

"HE DID IT!"

"HELL YEAH!" Draken yelled back, Mikey coming to the pitstop, and we all started losing it. There was confetti, bottles popping, all of chanting:

"MIKEY! MIKEY!"

Once Mikey was parked and had his helmet off, he ran to me, hugging me tight and spinning.

"That was so awesome!" I smiled, finding his gaze, and as he smiled back, he started sniffling.

He didn't need to say anything. I knew that he realized that I was back for the last time. No more time leaping. No more struggles. Just us, our friends and family, together with no more worries.

It was obvious how much his blood was pumping, everyone whistling and cheering as his lips smacked into mine.

It took a long time to get to this point, but for the first time, I felt true happiness. Kissing him back, I didn't want to stop but hurrying to back away and squeal as they dumped a keg of water over him, presenting his trophy.

I hurried to take out my phone and take pictures as Draken put Mikey on his shoulders while Mikey raised his trophy high, everyone coming down to celebrate with him.

The sight of all of us together was something I'd never forget.

Not much later, things settled down so Mikey could handle the business aspect of the race. There was a party planned too, so till it was time to go, I talked with Emma and Hina, my smile not leaving my face for even a second.

"It's time to party!" Hina was chanting and dancing with Emma, everyone leaving the stadium, offering my hand to Mikey:

"Ready to go celebrate some more?"

"Oh yeah," He smirked, holding my hand and watching everyone go, "I'd like to talk to you first, though."

"Oh," I wasn't sure what he wanted to discuss, but I agreed, "That's fine."

"Follow me," He instructed, leading me to the racetrack.

There were so many tire marks, and I'd never been on a racetrack before, so I was in awe as he led me to the field in the middle, admiring him:

"I knew you were good on a bike, but I can't believe how fast you were going. It was awesome, Mikey."

"I got skill," He smiled back at me, and it was the first pure smile I'd ever seen from him; a little nervous as I asked:

"So, uh. What did you want to talk about?"

Taking a few steps, his back facing me, I could hear the emotions that he was fighting:

"I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you. I wouldn't have won that championship either."

I had a gut feeling this would get emotional, my heart skipping and beating harder as he continued:

"You have gone through so much. I put you through so much. Every future you saw, I kept choosing the wrong path, did so many horrible things, and despite all of that, you still loved me the same. You never gave up on me."

"Of course not," I sniffled, tears forming as I saw the ones in his as he turned to look, "I've always loved you, Mikey. You went through hell every time I leaped. That wasn't the real you. I wasn't going to stop till I changed that. Even if there are more challenges for us in the future, I'll never give up."

"I know, but don't worry. I know there are no more challenges for us," He smiled through his tears, coming to stand before me, "I only need you to know how much I love you for that, and I need to know one last thing."

"Yes?" I wasn't sure where this was going. I nearly fainted as he got down on one knee, pulling out a diamond ring from his pocket:

"Marry me, Y/N?"

I had to cover my mouth to stop the cry that almost shot out of me, crying as I nodded frantically, fanning my face with both hands as I gladly accepted:

"Yes! Yes, Mikey!"

Taking my hand and putting on the ring, he quickly hugged me, kissing me hard and squeezing me into a warm embrace.

Hugging his head, I wanted to stay there and kiss him forever, but I needed to breathe before I passed out, both of us heaving but smiling as I whispered:

"I love you, Mikey. So so, much."

"I love you too-" He smiled back, eyes shooting up towards an exit in the stands as we heard a sharp, echoing squeal:

"GUYS! GUYS! MIKEY JUST PROPOSED TO Y/N!"

Hina and Emma. They must've been looking for us and saw what happened.

"DID YOU SAY YES?!" Hina yelled out; Mikey and I laughed at first, but he picked me up as I yelled back:

"I SAID YES!"

"WOOO!" All the guys came over too, cheering and yelling:

"BOUT TIME!"

That made me laugh even more, snug in Mikey's arms, our future secured and only great things ahead of us.  

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Interview

☆ﾟ⁠.⁠* || Husband!Ran Haitani | 灰谷 蘭 x Wife!reader U⁠ ⁠´⁠꓃⁠ ⁠`⁠ ⁠U

She/Her pronouns used for reader, Ran is sweet and Idk if he's out of character, Ran and reader has a 6yr old daughter

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You and Ran were waiting in the living room waiting for someone special to make an appearance

You point the video camera in your hand at Ran, zooming in to capture his face in the video making sure that his face isn't blurred.

You fake a cough to get your husband's attention which was successful since he looked in your direction

" So, who are you waiting for sir?" you say a bit loud so the camera would hear you when you check the footage later.

"Well, I'm waiting for the big boss who's going to interview me soon" he smiles towards to camera and back at the tv that wasn't particularly playing anything it wasn't even on.

You laugh at his reply, he surely was taking this seriously

"I think it's my turn to hold the camera and ask you a question," he says as he takes the video cam recorder from your hand, the camera now pointing at you as well as Ran facing you.

"Now then, how about you gorgeous? why are waiting here as well?" he asks you the same question you asked him

You pretend to think for a while, closing your eyes and putting your hand on your chin.

"Hmmm," you stop thinking and you open your eyes looking at the camera and Ran directly with a smug smile "Well I'm here for the same reason as you duh. Unlike you though I'm going to get the job"

You joke sounding so confident bout getting this said play-pretend job you and your husband are applying for. The both of you laugh failing to notice the third presence in the room as you two are in.

You fake a cough once more to get your husband Ran's attention stopping his laughter. Ran turns in the direction you are looking at, it was your 6-year-old daughter.

She was tapping her foot wearing socks with a bunny design as well as Ran's coat and dress shoes that were too big for her small frame, it made you stifle a laugh since your child was a complete copy of Ran, and considering she was wearing your husband's coat and shoes made her resemble ran more if that was still even possible.

Ran directs the camera at her following her movement as she at across you and Ran.

"Good morning to the both of you, I am the big boss and the one going to interview you," your daughter says in a deep voice that was done which causes Ran to laugh

"Good morning to you too big boss," you and Ran say together

She looks at the camera Ran is holding and huffs. "As the big boss that's going to hire you I want that camera out of my face since this interview is super secret" she huffs once more this time exaggerating it to point out what she said was an order

Ran chuckles at your daughter and turns off the camera and sets it aside so it won't get damaged

"There you grumpy little 'big' boss" he jokes emphasizing the word big to signal something which your daughter notices

"Hey! Whatever papa " Your daughter crosses her arms and pouts at Ran

"Let's start our interview now! I'll make sure to ask you super hard to answer hiihii" She stifles a laugh having something in store for Ran

You watch them both as Ran gives out his play pretend information and bickers with your daughter when she comments on how he sounds so lazy in his resume, you picked up the cam recorder again from where Ran placed it when none of them were looking you filmed them with a smile on ur face capturing this moment.

You laugh and giggle with them unaware that Ran looked at you to check up on you only to see that you were filming, he takes the camera from you and points the camera at you as you laugh.

Giving a bright smile with your laughter that was music to Ran's ears made him smile as well, but your moment with him was cut short when your daughter noticed he went silent and wasn't responding to her anymore. She notices the camera and asks for her to point it at her

"dada point it at me too not just Mama! no fair "

she said pouting with furrowed brows knotted together

you laugh at her and Ran points to the camera at her, when she sees that the camera was directed at her she went back to face Ran

"I have had it with you! You are not hired ur now fired!" she says

" how am I fired when I wasn't even hired? " Ran comments

" ... "

"oh my, this big boss doesn't seem so professional and is so childish!" He teases the kid in front of him more.

Your daughter whines and pouts at Ran realizing he had a point and she had to admit she was wrong. You laugh at your daughter's visible irritation at her fathers teasing.

Turning off the camera and setting it down, seeing your husband and a child that had a perfect mix of your and Ran's features displayed in front of you was something you would forever want to cherish.

( a/n: This is so bad but i wanted to do my 1st post wahhh i didn't proof read this so I am sorry if theres grammar and spelling mistakes D: )

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𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯.

𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧𝘧. 𝘈𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘠𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳.

𝘐𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦, 𝘍𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘶𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳.

Bungou stray dogs.

Port mafia.

Ougai Mori:

My lover part one (yandere)

My lover part two. (Yandere)

Yandere Ougai mori x dazai mother reader x yandere Fukuzawa Yukichi + Platonic yandere dazai part1

Yandere Ougai Mori x dazai mother reader x yandere fukuzawa Yukichi +platonic yandere dazai part 2

Chuuya Nakahara:

Liar: Yandere Chuuya Nakahara x Guild! Male reader.

Smile for me: Yandere chuuya nakahara x fem reader, past sheep member

𝘒𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪 𝘒𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘢 (𝘰𝘤 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳) 𝘹 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘶𝘶𝘺𝘢

Platonic yandere chuuya x younger brother Male reader

Habit yandere Chuuya x clean obsessed fem reader

Ryounosuke Akutagawa:

I love you: Yandere Atsushi x fem reader x Slight Akutagawa

With s/o And him (fluff yandere)

Kouyou Ozaki.

Smile: slight yandere fem reader x Kouyou Ozaki

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Ada.

Yukichi Fukuzawa:

Yandere Ougai mori x dazai mother reader x yandere Fukuzawa Yukichi + Platonic yandere dazai Part 1

Yandere Ougai Mori x dazai mother reader x yandere fukuzawa Yukichi +platonic yandere dazai part 2

Osamu Dazai:

Alchemists pm teacher! male Reader x Osamu Dazai (yandere)

My pretentious friend - Yandere Beast au Osamu Dazai x Yandere male reader.

A Goal--- Older fem p/m! Reader x yandere Dazai

Adopted bond: Platonic yandere Dazai x big sister reader

Adopted bond: Platonic yandere Dazai x big sister reader.

Yandere Ougai mori x dazai mother reader x yandere Fukuzawa Yukichi + Platonic yandere dazai part1

Yandere Ougai Mori x dazai mother reader x yandere fukuzawa Yukichi +platonic yandere dazai part 2

Yandere: trio dazai, Kunikida and Atsushi (separate) with fem reader with a very low self esteem

Yandere Dazai x Male inumaki reader x yandere Ranpo

Yandere Platonic dazai x twin sister reader x Fyodor

Broken lovers yandere dazai x male guild reader

Ranpo Edogawa:

Cursed speech: Yandere Ranpo x male reader x Yandere Poe

Cheater female reader x Yandere Ranpo Edogawa

My silent love- Port Mafia yandere Ranpo x male reader

Yandere Dazai x Male inumaki reader x yandere Ranpo

Doppo Kunikida:

Yandere: trio dazai, Kunikida and Atsushi (separate) with fem reader with a very low self esteem

Atsushi Nakajima:

Beast au, Yandere Atsushi x Male reader.

I love you: Yandere Atsushi x fem reader x slight Akutagawa

Yandere: trio dazai, Kunikida and Atsushi (separate) with fem reader with a very low self esteem

Akiko Yosano:

Memory: Yandere Akiko Yosano x fem reader.

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Overall duo organizations.

Platonic Yandere Ada x child male reader x platonic yandere Port Mafia part 1

Platonic Yandere Ada x child male reader x platonic yandere Port Mafia part 2

Platonic Yandere Ada x child male reader x platonic yandere Port Mafia part3

Yandere BSD various x Zhongli/albedo (male)reader, pet favour

Yandere BSD various x Zhongli/albedo reader (male), Assistant Suhu

Yandere BSD various x Zhongli/albedo reader (male) initiative game.

Yandere BSD Port mafia various x Zhongli/Albedo reader (male) Barge into the room unnoticed.

Yandere Platonice Francis x son reader x yandere ada

Yandere platonic Ada x teen fem reader

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DOA.

Nikolai Gogol:

Yandere Nikolai Gogol x fem reader

Fyodor Dostoevsky:

Yᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ Pʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ Dᴀᴢᴀɪ x ᴛᴡɪɴ sɪsᴛᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ x Fʏᴏᴅᴏʀ

Cult au, slight nsfw (yandere Fyodor x raiden shogun fem reader)

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Special Division for unusual powers.

Yukito Ayatsuji.

Obessesion, Yandere Yukito Ayatsuji x male albedo/zhongli reader.

Birthday special, Yandere Ayatsuji x male albedo/zhongli reader

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Hunting dogs.

Yandere tecchou x Oc (kiana Komori) x yandere Jouno

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Guild.

Edgar Allan Poe:

Curse speech: yandere Ranpo x male reader x yandere Poe

Louisa May Alcott:

Letter: Yandere g/n reader x Louisa

Francis Scott Fitzgerald

Platonic yandere Francis x son reader x slight yandere ads

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Mashle: Magic muscle and power.

Alder:

Mash Burnedead-

Sickness love hc- yandere Mash x g/n reader

Yandere Alder x venti male reader

Finn Ames-

Yandere Alder x venti male reader

Dot Barrette-

Yandere Alder x venti male reader

Lemon Irvine-

Yandere Alder x venti male reader

Lance Crown-

Yandere Alder x venti male reader

Rayne Ames-

Sickness love hc: Yandere Rayne x g/n reader

Yandere Alder x venti male reader

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Lang.

Milo Genius-

Yandere Magia lupus x Venti male reader

Abel Walker

Yandere Magia lupus x Venti male reader

Abyss Razor-

Yandere Magia lupus x Venti male reader

Wirth Madl

Yandere Magia lupus x Venti male reader

Love Cute-

Yandere Magia lupus x Venti male reader

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Doom:

Doom x g/n reader.

✩┈┈∘*┈୨୧┈

General Yandere Mashle.

Yunan male reader x various Mashle yandere

Reblooged Yunan reader

Yandere Mashle x (yosano) fem reader

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Genshin Impact

Lynette:

Eyes: Yandere g/n Reader x Lynette

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Moriarty the Patriot.

Sherlock Holmes.

Observation: Yandere sherlock Holmes x male (albedo) reader

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Honkai Star Rail.

Caelus:

Herta space station worker fem! Reader x yandere Caelus

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𝘚𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘈𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘎𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳.

Gᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ Gᴀᴍᴇ Yᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

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Tokyo Revengers.

Takemichi Hanagaki.

G/n Reader x takemichi (angst not yandere)

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Fanart

Venti: (as a crossover)

In Lang! Fanart

Akiko Yosano (as a crossover)

In mashle, alder (fanart)

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[kwlsn]

the apple of my eye . . .

r ⁿ o . . .

A big chunk of crystal-clear ice slowly melted into Rin's glass — distorting the image of a lady in red heels, sensing his gaze on her like a predator for tonight.

Some people may call it an obsession, but Rindou wasn't obsessed with you — he was reclaiming what his.

"It's been a while, cheater."

"Sugar, y'know it's not true."

He waved his hand, telling everyone to leave him alone as a group of girls at the corner caught your eyes — making Sanzu and his men have to drag them out by their hair when they wouldn't budge.

Rindou hooked his arm around your knees, pulling you close to him as you rested your head against his chest, taking the upper three buttons off as your freshly manicured nails made a trail along his tatted chest.

"Thirty-thousand for this? My baby is either dumb and got scammed or trying to squeeze my money off."

He wrapped his hand around yours, pressing a kiss on your wrist as his eyes made contact with yours — trying to get an answer out of you.

Even though you moved out of his house, Rindou still let you have three of his cards to pamper yourself — each of them was for different occasions and as long as you didn't return them to him, he knew you were still his.

He believed you were playing around this whole time, still feeling upset when a stranger tried to make a move on him a year ago and he didn't brush her off.

You kept your lips tightly sewn, avoiding the older man's sharp eyes as his grip got tighter around your waist — pushing you to the limit as you straddled his hips, pressing your lips against his.

"You taste like alcohol, sugar."

"The guy I made out with is a heavy drinker."

Jealousy was a word Rindou never experienced before because he felt secure with your relationship with him — but your little game was his last straw and being nice to you was out of the topic now.

"Get on your knees now, whore."

He watched you climb off his lap, sitting in front of him like a good girl he taught you to be — feeling proud of himself for succeeding in molding you into his little doll.

Spreading his legs wide, you kept your hands close to you and unbuckled his belt with your mouth — taking it off slowly as you could see Rin was already getting impatient that his veins were visible around his neck and forehead.

Pushing down his boxer, you looked at his size in silence — always having many thoughts on how he would fit it inside you today when you knew that he would never give you time to adapt with it.

Shaking those thoughts off your head, you took his tip inside your mouth gently — feeling how heavy it was on your tongue, swirling it gently around his head before pushing it deeper into the back of your throat.

"Good girl."

He groaned, slipping his fingers between your hair and turning it into a makeshift ponytail — biting on his lower lip as your lipstick left a stain on his base (not that he was complaining though).

The combination of your tongue and moan was enough to drive him crazy, pushing him to his limit and giving him more high than any drug Sanzu could get for him — you were his only addiction and if you ran away again like before, Rindou might have to imprison you inside his expensive penthouse like what Mikey did to his wife.

One last buck against your mouth and he let out a thick string of cum filling up your mouth as you swallowed them without a complaint, looking at him with a pair of doe-like eyes that melted his heart the first time he met you.

"C'mere, sugar."

He took off your clothes and threw your expensive pair of underwear to the audience on the dance floor, watching them going wild and trying to grab one of the pair.

If there was something Rindou always enjoyed whenever he was with you, it was having people watching him pounding you hard — filling you up to the brim, making sure you kept everything to warm you up inside.

Rindou gripped your waist as he watched how you tried your best to fit it in as his tip was already making out with your cervix and yet, it was barely halfway inside.

"Need help? Here, lemme."

He placed both of your hands under your thighs spreading them open as he slammed his hips hard into your — a wide grin tugging on his lips, watching people taking pictures and videos of how your bare pussy was currently bullied by his thick cock.

Looking at him with red cheeks, you glanced at his hand and then your currently lonely clit — wanting him to pay it some attention as he let out a chuckle.

"You're really a whore, hm? Mine only, of course."

As if it was a threat, Rindou pinched your puffed up clit between his fingers — rubbing and rolling it with his hand as he could feel you were so close, wall pulsing and clenching on his cock, begging for it to fill you up, breed you and have every see you getting claimed by the one and only Haitani Rindou.

"I-I'm cummi—"

As if it was a cue, your raw pussy finally gave up and covered Rin's table with your sweet nectar — giving him a little bit of taste how much you had missed his voice, his touch, his cock.

As Rin noticed how tired you were, he asked one of his men to bring in a blanket — covering your shivering body with it before telling the rest to kill everyone who watched him fucking you.

After all, you were the apple of his eyes — you were his only and belonged to no one but him.

#tokyo revenger #tokyo revenger smut #rin haitani #rindou haitani #rindou haitani smut #rin haitani smut #tw.voyeurism #tw.exhibitionism #tw.alcohol #tw.recording #tw.murder #tw.slut shaming

[angelsdevils]

This was something random how i believe a girl talk would go with his mom 😭😂 I may turn this into a one shot later

Baji Keisuke: Mom I need to talk to you.

Ms. Baji: Oh no, Kei, did you set another car on fire? I-

Baji Keisuke: What? No, why would I- that was one time!

Ms. Baji: Twice… but carry on what do you need to talk about?

Baji: Whe- Neved mind, anyway there is this girl in my class…

Ms. Baji: Please tell me you didn’t pick a fight with her.

Baji: What? Mom, No! Why is it the worst with you.

Ms. Baji: I’m sorry anytime you need to talk it’s always bad.

Baji: *sigh* I think I am in love with (Y/N)…

Ms. Baji: … Like… in love with her? Not wanting to like fight her?

Baji: Yeah, I have no idea how to tell her. She is so pretty I get all confident I try and talk to her but then I say something stupid.

Ms. Baji: Like?

Baji: I wanted to tell her she had nice hair, but instead I said I have nice hair. I tried to confess to her saying I like her but then I told her I like me.

Ms. Baji: Dear god… its worst then I thought. Chifuyu won’t help you?

Baji: Chifuyu and the guys laugh at me and she starts giggling as well.

Ms. Baji: Just write her a love letter.

Baji: … I tried that too… but she didn’t understand it, because of the mistakes and errors,

Ms. Baji: Alright…..

~Next day~

Baji: (Y/N), I made you cookies…

(Y/N): Is it poison?

Baji: What? Why is it always negativity with everyone. But no, mom made them.

(Y/N): Sorry sorry, i heard about your habit of setting cars on fire.

Baji: It was once!

Chifuyu: Twice.

Baji: Chifuyu! Go away. Do you want the damn cookies or not (Y/N)

(Y/N): *Accepts the cookies and looks inside the container seeing a well written love letter..* Your mom helped you write it didn’t she?

Baji: Yes…

(Y/N): Well I accept your feelings regardless, you are too adorable. My adorable arsonist.

Baji: I- wanna be angry but you called me yours so… I will let it slide…

@shelly-ya

#tr #baji keisuke #tokyo revenger #tokyo rev #chifuyu matsuno #baji x (Y/N)

[asunasano]

Koko & inupi 😭

#koko x inupi #inui seishu #hajime kokonoi #animes #tokyorevengers #tokyo revenger #tokyo revengers season 3 #😍 fyy #Anime #koko inui #koko #inui #inui tokyo revengers #tokyo revengerss #anims #kokonoi hajime #koko inui love

[bxd-decisions]

"WE ALL WANNA BE SOMEBODY. WE'RE WILLING TO GO BUT NOT THAT FAR." ⸻ KEISUKE BAJI

◈ SYNOPSIS︙You and Baji sneak out to meet up in secret. Everything seems to go well until a horrible accident takes place and Baji ends up losing you.

◈ PAIRING︙Keisuke Baji x AFAB!reader

◈ GENRE︙Smut, Angst

◈ WORD COUNT︙3.4k

◈ WARNINGS︙Angst, smut, protected sex, scratching, biting, soft dom!Baji, sub!reader, praising, usage of petnames, blood, head injury, mentions of a broken arm, memory loss, bike accident

◈ AUTHORS NOTE︙Please send me an ask if you'd like to be in my taglist in future! And Thank you @benkeibear for helping me!

REBLOGS & FEEDBACK APPRECIATED

An abandoned warehouse. Baji snuck into the building… Well, he didn't really sneak in. He just went in to tell the truth. He texted you earlier to meet up with him by this building. It was already past midnight, but he just wanted to spend some time with you all alone.

Baji dumped his backpack and toman jacket on a broken car and just sat around. Every now and then he would check the time, and look outside. Looking for any sort of sign that you were on your way. The minutes felt like hours and he was getting really impatient. Well. That was until he heard the door open, and a flashlight shining into the pitch dark building. A toothy grin came to his face as he went to hide behind a car.

You tried your best to open the rusty door as quietly as you could, but you winced at the screechy sound the door made as you entered. Closing the door behind you, you turned around to look around the very dark building. The flashlight's battery was running low so it wasn't of much assistance to you, but you used it anyhow. You walked around the building, holding a blanket under your other arm as you looked around for your boyfriend, but you couldn't exactly see him.

You were starting to get a bit scared, thinking you maybe came to the wrong building or something. Each second you stayed in there felt like hell to you because you'd have to text Baji and tell him you went to the wrong building. However that resolution was ripped away from you when someone jumped you from behind and held your mouth shut with a big hand. You would be lying if you said you didn't get startled because you literally gasped, and if your mouth wasn't covered you would have screamed. You jumped too. You got so startled but a familiar laughter filled the room and eased your fears.

Baji chuckled into your ear, his hot breath tickling your soft skin, he had a firm grasp around your waist, and his hand that covered your mouth was also a strong but not painful hold, "Been waiting for you, baby." Baji's voice sounded low and filled with lust and desire which made a shiver run down your spine. You however pulled his hand away by his wrist and spinned around to face him, looking up at his handsome face with a smile that made Baji's heart skip beats and his stomach do cartwheels. "You scared me you idiot." You whispered as you hugged him. Baji returned the hug, a nice tight and warm hug that made you melt into his embrace.

"I missed you." You whispered.

Baji had longed for you too just as much as you did. But unfortunately your lives weren't so simple that you could always see eachother. Your parents gave you hell, so much hell that you had to sneak out of your home at night and secretly meet up with your beloved boyfriend. "And I missed you." Baji broke the embrace only to look down at you with a boyish grin whilst his hand moved up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. He moved his hand down after, taking your chin between his index finger and thumb with a gentle grasp to tilt your head up. His eyes fixed their gaze on your pretty face. Your lips… your cute nose, your pretty pink cheeks and your big eyes that looked up at him like you were the most vulnerable thing ever made his heart skip a beat. Therefore he leaned down to plant a loving kiss on your honey sweet lips — he couldn't resist.

Baji's lips were heavenly to you. Every time he kissed you, you always wondered what you could have done right do deserve a guy like him. He was a good guy — scratch that… he was impeccable. Everything about Baji made you ponder whether you deserved his love or not, but in the end… you would never complain nor deny the unconditional love he offered to you. You only gave it back to him with full force.

Baji broke the kiss after a short while, offering you a boyish grin as he took the rolled up blanket out of under your arm. He walked over to a corner in the warehouse, opening up the fluffy blanket and laying it down on the dusty floor. This wasn't ideal at all, but it was better than not being able to see each other at all. Baji took his backpack to the blanket as you walked over. You sat on the blanket and looked up at Baji as he walked over to the corner too. After he sat down, you smiled warmly at him and laid your head down on his lap as you looked up at him with an adoring look. No words could describe how much you love this man.

Baji opened up his backpack and dug through it, the sounds of packets and cans being heard. Soon enough his hand would emerge from the bag, holding a packet of your favorite candy. "I got you this." He offered the package to you and you obviously took it. "Thank you" you thanked him and opened the package before popping a piece of candy into your mouth, chewing the sweet treat. You took a other piece from the bag and held to to Baji's mouth too. He opened his mouth and took the candy into his mouth and happily chewed on it. Although it was dark, you could tell Baji was smiling, and soon enough he pulled his nose up.

"This ain't as sweet as you." He joked, and soon enough he chuckled as his cheeky, flirty comment. Baji leaned down and planted a tender kiss on your forehead, the way he always treated you with so much love and care made butterflies errupt in your abdomen and your heart beat faster. This man was the source to all of your happiness and he was all you'd ever need.

You sat up slightly, sitting on his lap and looping your arm around his neck, smiling wholeheartedly at the guy, "So kiss me." You giggled, a giggle that was drowned by Baji locking his lips on yours in a loving and passionate kiss. You would never ever get enough of Baji's sweet lips. You loved the way he kissed you, you loved the way he touched you… you loved the way he loved you. You loved just… everything about this man, it was almost as sin — how perfect he was.

In one swift movement, Baji turned your body so you would be straddling him, his kiss became more needy and lustful, the way he bit onto your bottom lip, holding it between his teeth before pushing his tongue past your lips and exposing himself to the taste of the candy you had eaten just moments ago. God… you'd be the death of him. He couldn't imagine a future without having you in his life. And the same could be said for you. Baji was your person, thinking about a life without him? Your whole world would crumble and fall apart. Every moment you spent with him made you feel whole and happy.

After a hot minute, Baji broke the kiss, his lips were red and swollen, along with yours, his breath was heavy… It was hot, you thought to yourself. Baji gave you a devious grin, you could feel the erection he had in his pants and you'd be lying if you said it didn't turn you on. "Lay down for me." Baji whispered — he wasn't asking you. He had a firm grasp on your hips and in a swift movement, he gently laid you down in the blanket whilst his lips attached themselves to your sweet neck — kissing, biting and licking the sensitive skin and letting out a low growl. He needed you so much.

"Do you… have protection?" You questioned him, pushing him away briefly. Your eyes had a lustful glow to them which told Baji that you wanted him just as badly.

He nodded, "Of course I do." Baji leaned down to peck your lips once more before sitting up and once more, digging into the bag and pulling out a condom.

You grinned up at him and took the small packet from him and holding it between your teeth. Baji growled lowly at you, he leaned down once more and began to plant kisses all over your neck while his big hands slid under your shirt and making contact with your soft and warm skin. He lifted your shirt up and eventually he pulled it off your body. His mouth moved to your shoulder, kissing and sucking marks all over, then your collarbone, and down…

Baji was getting impatient, his hands moved behind your back, unclasping your bra and hastily taking it off and tossing it aside with your shirt. Baji caressed your torso very gently. It was light… feathery touches and finally he would cup your boobs and start to grope you. The soft flesh felt good in his hands and the tightness if his pants was starting to hurt.

"Fuck… I'm not waiting longer." He hissed as he got rid of the rest of your clothing. He left you, completely exposed for his eyes only. "You're so fucking beautiful." Baji purred. It was his turn now to start stripping of clothing material. He started with his shirt, taking it off and exposing his nicely toned torso for you to touch and caress, which you did. But soon you stopped and ripped the condom package open with your teeth and smiling at him.

He let out a chuckle, his breath got faster and heavier as he hastily began to unbuckle his pants. When he successfully did so, he pulled it down to his knees along with his boxers. His rock hard member was finally freed and leaking with precum. He grabbed the open condom package from you and pulled the condom out, rolling it onto his dick and stroking his aching cock with a firm grasp. Truth be told, patience wasn't his forte so he wasted no time to glide his tip along your folds, he was eager to pull out any moans from you and he was happy to hear you whine from the teasing. Without anymore warning, he pushed himself inside of your tight and wet walls. Euphoria took over the man as he let out a low, pleased moan, "Fuck…"

You'd never get used to how Baji made you feel, how he reacted, how he touched you, how perfect he felt inside of you. Everytime you got intimate with him it felt like the first time… it was like heaven. It was an experience that was nothing short of being addictive. "Hah… you're so good Keisuke." You moaned out as you pulled him closer, your finger nails digging into his back whilst your legs wrapped around his waist. Everything about him was just perfect.

Baji kept still. He wanted you to adjust to him and honestly you didn't wanna wait. You needed to feel him, "Move… please." You begged him. Your wish was his command — Baji began to drag his dick along your right walls. You felt so good, it was a heavenly feeling. Every ridge he felt, the sounds you made, the way you scratched his back and the look on your beautiful face drove I'm absolutely crazy. "You're so good to me." Baji whispered into your ear before biting your earlobe, he nibbled gently on it. His hips never stopped to move inside of you, he was on cloud 9.

You felt the same. On cloud 9. Baji knew exactly what to do to make you putty under him. He hit deep, the right spot over and over and it made you see stars and only hold onto him even tighter. You never wanted to stop feeling him so close. Although you couldn't ignore the fact that you were slowly reaching your peek, the knot in your lower abdomen threatening to snap with every passing second and every thrust Baji gave you. After all, the man was slowly losing his composure and his thrusts came harder and faster and you could feel his dick twitch. He was close too.

The way your warm walls clenched so deliciously around him triggered a low moan from falling from his lips, his pace got more brutal too, "Fuck… so tight…" Baji praised you, "Cum for me, pretty." Baji whispered into your ear. He knew your body. He knew it's weaknesses and exactly what to do and say to make you fall apart.

His low voice in your ear, his fast pace, it threw you over the edge, having the most delicious orgasm wash over you. Your reactions made Baji's head spin, "Fuck… Kei…" you moaned out as you clawed onto his back with one hand and the other pulled his hair. The stinging sensation on his sculp along with the way you squeezed his dick oh so tightly threw him over the edge. He emptied his balls into the condom with a moan of your name before his hips finally began to slow down and eventually stopping.

His head moved up, away from your neck, he looked into your eyes, with his half lidded eyes. He was panting hard too. It was a godly sight. Seeing him so fucked out and tired after having his way with you was truly a sight to behold. "I fucking love you… and I love fucking you…" Baji whispered before locking his already swollen lips with yours, he savoured your taste for just a little longer, your tight warmth too before finally pulling himself out and rolling the condom off if him. He tried it off and tossed all the way on the other side of the warehouse, he chuckled. He felt bad for the poor soul who found that.

He got his clothing back on and helped you to put yours back before pulling you into a tight embrace. He buried his head into your shoulder and took in your sweet scent. Words could not explain how much he loved and cherished you… his whole world would fall apart without you. That was a true fact.

"Can we go on a ride on your bike?" You asked him. You broke the hug slightly to look him in his eyes with your own puppy eyes. He couldn't say no to that…Baji gave you a toothy grin and scooped you up into his arm, "Sure." He carried you bridal style to his vehicle and placed you on before getting his helmet out. He made sure you wore it. Baji didn't give two shits about wearing a helmet himself, but you? It was essential for you to wear it. He never wanted to risk anything happening to you.

Baji got onto the bike and the moment you were held onto him tightly with your head rested against his back, he started his bike and took off. The streets were dark and not really busy, therefore he didn't mind driving a little faster, he loved the way the wind blew his hair back, the cool breeze was refreshing to him. It was to you too. The ride on his bike was nice.

However…

As Baji was driving down the road, a large truck was suddenly coming speeding down the wrong lane, it was close to you guys… it was… gonna hit you if Baji didn't act fast. The moment he noticed it he cursed out, "Fuck!" Baji had no choice but to drive off of the road and crash his bike against the tree. It was a hard crash. It hurt. His body was aching… his head was aching. He got himself off of the bike and held onto his arm… he was sure it was broken. The pain was unimaginable, however he was quick to snap out of it the minute he remembered that you were also with him. His eyes went wide and he looked over at you. You were lying on the road, unconscious.

"Y/n…" Baji croaked out as he got himself to his feet with great difficulty. He stumbled over to you and sat by you, laying your head on his lap after he removed your helmet… you were bleeding. Badly. Baji was panicking. "Y/n… wake up… please…" Baji pleaded. His voice was soft and weak. Something that wasn't common to hear from him, his eyes were welling up with tears too. This couldn't be happening. Baji began feeling your pockets, and eventually he fished out your phone. It was still working… Baji, with shaking hands dialed an ambulance. He tried to be so fast and on the phone the guy was a sobbing and stuttering mess. He wasn't worried about his injuries. He was more concerned for your life.

Baji stayed there in the middle of the road with you until the ambulance finally arrived and took you both to the hospital.

Days past. Baji visited you daily. You suffered a bad head injury and you were out for a few days. On this particular day, he brought your favorite drink along. He sat beside your bed and placed the drink on the table next to the hospital bed. He took your hand his, he looked at your unconscious body. Boy, the amount of guilt he felt… it was his fault. He kept on blaming himself for this. All he wanted was for you to wake up and beg you for forgiveness. Although he wasn't sure if he deserved it. "Please… wake up for me?" Baji's lips were quickering, his voice broke too. He was a mess without you. He didn't sleep well, and he lost his appetite. He only wanted one thing — for you to be okay.

However, it was like a god above heard him, or a miracle… Baji had no idea, but your hand moved, you moved your head… you let out a moan of pain as your eyes slowly began to open. The room was bright… it hurt your head. It irritated you. You let out a sigh. Your eyes explored the room and finally landed on the man holding onto your hand. And you could say for sure you had never met his stranger in your life. "Uhm… hi? Who are you?" You asked quietly.

As for the guy? He looked at you, his once smile, dropped and it turned into one of shock, pain, overall it looked like his entire worled had just fallen apart. His hand got weak too. The tight grasp loosened and eventually he let go of you. He looked totally and utterly broken. "I'm… Y/n… it's me… Keisuke… your Keisuke. I'm your boyfriend…" Baji's eyes filled with tears as he said those words. Even the most excruciating physical pain he had ever felt would never compare to this. It felt like Baji had just felt a hand trespass his chest and rip out his heart before crushing it to pieces. The look of confusion told him all he needed to know. You had no idea who he was.

"I'm sorry… I don't know…" you mumbled to him. You seemed uncomfortable, honestly. You didn't know whether to take him by his word. He could be some random guy telling you that you were his. However the look on his face told you otherwise. He was indeed telling the truth and as much as you felt guilty. You were not ready for an interaction with him.

Baji nodded at your response… "I… I-..." Baji was at a complete loss for words. However before he had the chance to find his voice, the door opened the nurse declared that visitation time was over. Normally Baji would fight and protest. But today he didn't have the strength so he just nodded and walked out of the room. His head hung low as tears shamelessly fell from his cheeks. He wasn't even a spec inside of your head and truth be told… you were all he thought about. He knew everything. After trying so hard… he didn't think he would lose you like this.

Baji got onto his bike. The pain of that. You would never ride with him again. He would never feel your head against his back… your arms around his waist. He never wanted to touch his bike. Therefore before he started the bike, he got off right after and kicked the vehicle. He screamed out as he took all of his frustration out on his bike. He finally left the hospital behind, but he felt heavy… he felt hurt. He suddenly felt like everything was just for nothing.

TAGS: @tokyometronetwork @bajiissofine @noelledleapier @tokyorevengersslut69 @rindousfavoritewife @wildartist

#nora's writing #tokyo revenger #tokyo rev #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo rev smut #tokyo revengers angst #tokyo rev angst #baji #keisuke baji #baji x reader #baji smut #baji angst #keisuke baji x reader #keisuke baji smut #keisuke baji angst #baji oneshot #keisuke baji oneshot

[child-kidnapper]

Tokyo Revengers songs

Kazutora Hanemiya (Daddy Issues-The neighboorhood)&(Twisted- Missio)&(SIU-Maretu)

Izana Kurokawa (Mama's Boy- Dominic Fike)

Manjiro Sano[MIKEY] (Can you feel my heart- Bring me the horizon)

Sinichiro Sano (Blackout day- Phantogram) >His Death<

Ken ryuguji[DRAKEN] (Angry too- Lola Blanc) > After Emma's death<

#tokyo revenger #tokyo revengers #kazutora #hanemiya #kazutora hanemiya #Izana #kurokawa #izana kurokawa #manjiro #sano #manjiro sano #mikey #sinichiro #sinichiro sano #ken #ken ryuguji #ryuguji #draken #tokyo manji gang #tokyo manji #tokyo revengers song #song recommendation #tokyo revengers spoilers #spoilers #valhalla #tenjiku

[kazutorasgloryhole]

his chubby gf wearing a skirt the first time

tw: description of chubby fem! body, ass sniffing

minors dni!!

kazutora just can’t help himself watch his chubby girlfriend put on a pleated skirt for the first time. standing behind you, it stirred something deep inside him admiring the back of your thick thighs and ass. every cellulite, moles, stretch marks, all of it to him in his eye made you perfect. your ass and thighs just looked incredible pulling the skirt off thinking how’d he get so lucky to land someone so gorgeous and to be your boyfriend . the skirt feeling like it hardly covered you as you pat your ass to check. “am i showing anything, love?” looking over your shoulders as his eyes glances down at your skirt seeing a bit of your soft ass peeking from the clothing. “just a bit, angel.” he presses himself against you giving your ass a squeeze before dragging his hands down your thighs. he drops to his knees bunched up your skirt seeing your panties soaked, spreading your ass apart, stuffing his face into your ass his hand letting go of the skirt making it fall. “kazu!” feeling super embarrassed as he rubs his nose against your covered asshole as you held yourself against the dresser. he grips your thighs sniffing your covered asshole enjoying your scent. sighing happily before pulling out under from your skirt kazutora kisses the back of your thighs before leaving a love bite coming back up to kiss the back of your neck. “sorry, angel, you just look so good in this skirt.” his hands still holding onto your thighs giving them a squeeze your scent on the back his mind. he really just want to be in between your thighs.

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[nex-ture]

Tokyo Revengers as things people have said in Discord

Baji: I drew Peke-J

Chifuyu: Let me see

Baji:

Chifuyu: YOU TURNED HIM INTO A DISABLED FAIRY

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[mavrintarou]

[12:32 P M] - Haitani Ran

I'm sorry for ghosting you all, I have been having the hardest time trying to break out of my writers block for the two on-going stories. So, here's what has been occupying in my head rent free - Haitani Ran.

Warning: 18+ mentions of gunshot wound; Ran being Ran; soft Ran; smut; protected to unprotected sex(oops); mentions of pregnancy; mentions of Shinichiro's death Note: nothing edited. I've been caught up in some Ran stories and couldn't get this off. I promise I have not abandoned the other two stories!

Second part

Haitani Ran knew he was in love with Y/l Y/n the moment she hovered over him, pressing her small hand against his shoulder to stop the bleeding.

He got shot; he fucken got shot at.

Having experienced gunshot wounds in the past, he had encountered moments of peril. Yet, as he glanced up and beheld an angelic figure hovering above him, a profound sense of certainty gripped him. Ran thought this was it; his sins had finally caught up to him, and this beautiful angel was here to take him away; if she were the one taking him to hell, he would gladly go.

Or was she taking him to heaven?

Especially when she ripped off her shirt, only wearing her black tank top, and used the material to press down on his shoulder. The pain he felt earlier is gone as his eyes gaze at her cleavage exposed to him.

Would she grant him one last wish? To allow him to smush his face against her tits?

Ran had a smile on his face, his mind floating away in his imagination. Amid the moment, he feels his blood rushing down south.

“Hey.” The angel speaks, or was it the grim reaper? She hovers over him, her lengthy hair hanging, making her look even more exquisite. “Stay with me.”

His eyes slowly droop, “you’re so beautiful…” and he reaches a hand to touch her face. His blood accidentally smeared against her cheek, and he drops his hand, “sorry, love….”

“You’re fine… just stay with me here… I’ll get you fixed up, and you’ll be good as new again… what’s your name?”

“Whatever you want it to be,” he grins at her cute and confused look, “but you can call me… daddy.” He lets out a chuckle when her lips curve into a smile. Did she like that?

Hell, if he hasn’t already accepted death, he would gladly welcome death in exchange if she called him daddy.

She smiled, shaking her head at his delirious nonsense, “you’re funny even as you’re bleeding to death, aren’t you? I think we will be great friends.”

She looked away before he could reply, his mouth lagging with this stupid, careless gunshot wound. He wanted badly to grab her chin, to keep her eyes only on him. Only on him, but he couldn’t feel his hands anymore; they were so heavy. She asked someone nearby what his name was.

“Ran,” her angelic voice calls his sweet and heavenly name. Would it still sound the same when he’s buried deep inside her, filling her up?

Goodness, he wanted to fuck her right here, have her ride him to his death.

He wanted to cum so badly – cum inside of her.

She looks like she would be a perfect mom for his baby. He could knock her up and leave his heir behind…

Leave his legacy behind.

He’d accept that.

“Ran, what’s your favorite color?”

He closes his eyes and hums, “lilac….”

“How old are you?”

“However old you want me to be….” He had a gut feeling she was older than him. She was too perfect to be his age or younger.

She looks so mature… so ripe… so beautiful.

Since puberty, Ran has known and has always been attracted to older women. They were just better… they were his cup of tea.

She mumbled something he couldn’t hear or understand. He was getting tired, eyes slowly drooping closed.

“Is he all right?” He heard a male voice ask.

Mikey?

“Yeah, he’ll be all right.” His angel answered.

Sleep was slowly taking over, and he didn’t want her to disappear the next time he opened his eyes.

With every ounce of energy he had left, his hands reached up and cupped her breasts, filling his large palms and giving them a handful squeeze.

Satisfaction and happiness were written all over his face.

“Ran,” Mikey’s voice is dangerously low, “I don’t care that you’re hurt… get your fucken hands off my sister-in-law right now. ”

The last of his juice power depleted at the three words, sister-in-law?

. .

Ran hasn’t felt embarrassed in a long time.

When he made his recovery and remembered what happened…

He couldn’t remember the last time he wanted to dig up a hole and hide in it.

Especially when the angel he remembers was staring at him with a smile that made his cock hard as a rock the moment he woke up.

Mikey introduced her to the team a few days later. The annoyance on his face was clear as day as everyone gawked at her.

It was rare to see a woman on the team.

Y/n is dangerously beautiful.

He was one of the many gawking at her from the side.

He was still flabbergasted that she saved his life.

He owed her his now.

With that, Mikey made it very clear that she was off limit, shooting a silent glare at Ran specifically.

Mikey announced, “she is someone important to me. That means she is someone important to Bonten. Protect her with your life.”

Sanzu Haruchiyo might be number two, but Y/n was number one-and-a-half.

She was the fiancée of his late brother, Sano Shinichiro. They had planned to wed a month from the day he died precisely. Y/n remained part of the Sano family regardless, and Mikey was not going to discard her, and he had no intention to when she was the only remaining family member left after Emma’s death.

She was the older sister he never had.

Ran knew nothing of her existence.

Sure enough, the reason for that was that she had been overseas working as a medical doctor and had only returned at Mikey’s request.

She will be the doctor for the executive members.

Ran wanted to have a physical examination at this moment.

. .

If Ran couldn’t have her…

Well… he had no choice but to keep himself distracted from her.

But he couldn’t.

He only came to the main house for executive meetings. Every executive member had their own room, but no one wanted to stay there since it was hidden in the mountains, away from their work or territory. Like most other executive members, Ran had his own condo and sanctuary when he needed a mental, physical, and emotional break from reality.

But lately, he’s been finding himself at the main house.

Because that’s where Y/n was staying.

He had only discovered she was staying there alone after a last-minute visit to the main house. It was either the Gods testing him or on his side. He was on that side of town, and it was late; he figured he would crash for the night and return to work in the morning.

He honestly had no idea she was staying at the main house until he walked in, and the smell of delicious food hit his nostrils.

Y/n had her back towards him, humming at the stove, and for a second there, his life flashed…

Ran imagined how coming home to a wife making dinner would be.

Loud music was blasting, and she had not heard or felt his presence until her instincts kicked in and she turned around; her eyes widened when she found someone standing behind her, only to smile immediately when it was just him.

She greeted him with a smile, making his cock twitch. “Just in time, come eat.”

Ran learned that she spent her day caring for the house and contemplated picking up a part-time job, but there was nothing nearby that she could work at. She also needed a position where she could immediately step away to tend to a situation.

“Mikey won’t let me leave unless I have a bodyguard.” She chugged her beer, something he found extremely sexy.

“You can come to stay with me? I have extra rooms.” He leaned back against his chair only because his pants were getting too tight. He would have to sit for a bit longer until his cock settled down. He sees the lightbulb in her head go off; she is considering it.

Was it a good idea?

That meant he would have a more challenging time controlling himself. That also meant he would have to be quieter and not moan her name loudly when jerking himself off in the shower.

“I might have to consider that,” she smiles, “but I don’t want to bother you. I don’t know how long it’ll take for me to be able to get a place under my name since I gave up my Japanese citizenship.”

“You can stay with me however long you want.”

He came practically every night, having dinner with her.

Just the two of them.

Every night.

It was hard to leave, especially when he discovered that her room was right next to his; they were the only two on the left wing of the house.

They would say goodnight and good morning to each other.

Ran was finding himself falling harder each day and night.

She would cook and clean, keeping herself occupied, and he swears by the Gods above that her face lights up when he enters the house.

Of course, it was only short-lived until everyone started returning because it meant a home cook meal from Y/n. It became a routine that every Sunday, it was a fucken family-executive dinner.

Y/n was the mother hen of the house, cooking and cleaning and taking care of everyone, and it was pissing Ran off that everyone intruded on his private time with her.

The conversation of her moving in with him was swept under the rug; he didn’t know if it would happen anymore.

He walks out of the shower, wraps a towel around his hips, and leaves the bathroom when another body collides with him.

His arms instantly wrapped around the small body, steadying them; instantly, he knew it was Y/n. She was the only other person on this side of the house.

Ran indulged himself, even if it was two seconds – he got to hold her, and she felt wonderful in his arms.

She was small, a head shorter than him, and he wanted to devour her.

She gasped, and he looked down at her, confused, and that’s when he realized his towel had slipped, pooling at his ankles.

His cock was still hard even after he’s jerked off. “Fuck…”

Y/n looks up at him, cheeks pinkish, “Ran….”

Ran cups her face, no longer caring. “Please Y/n… let me kiss you…” he never felt so desperate before.

His eyes widen when she cups his face, pulling him down to meet her halfway; her lips press against him in a soft kiss before she pulls away slightly.

“Satisfied?”

He blinks, dumbfounded. “Again – do it again… I wasn’t – ready.”

She pushes herself onto the tip of her toes and kisses him again, this time deeply.

His hands drop from her face, and he holds her waist, pulling her against his body. He takes the invitation when her mouth opens and slips his tongue to dance with hers.

Y/n wraps her arms around his neck, pressing her chest against his, mouth moving hungrily over his.

“Ran,” she breathes, breaking the kiss, but he shifts his mouth to her jaw, nipping and kissing down to her throat. “We…”

He didn’t want her to tell him to stop. Or tell him this was a mistake; he’ll do anything to convince her that this is right and worth it.

“Bed – bedroom…” she utters when he nips the spot along her neck, where he feels her pulse beating fast like his.

Abandoning the towel, he lifts her easily, making her wrap her legs around his torso as he carries her across the hall to his room.

He sets her back on her feet; his forehead pressed against hers. He finally catches his breath, “you… sure this is what you want?” One hand touches her cheek, thumb rubbing her lower lip.

Her eyes are wavering, and he panics – if she had second thoughts, he would let her go.

It’ll kill him, but he’ll let her go.

She tilted her head towards him until the tip of their nose touched, and she closed her eyes, whispering softly, “Ran… I haven’t – I haven’t done this since Shin… I haven’t wanted anyone but him, but… God help me… I want you so fucken bad.” Her eyes open, looking at him straight in the eyes, “I want you, Ran, or so tell me to leave now….”

His lips curve into a smile; he reaches behind him and twists the lock on the doorknob. “You’re fucken crazy if you think I’ll tell you to leave; I was going to tell you to tell me to leave.”

He backs her towards his bed, grabbing the ends of her shirt and pulling it off.

“But this is your room.”

She was moving back when he stopped, seeing her naked underneath her shirt. She smirked at him and proceeded to push her shorts down her legs.

Y/n stood completely naked six feet away from him, waiting for him. “I hope you weren’t expecting a supermodel body….”

Two strides and Ran closed the distance between them; his mouth met hers to kiss her stupid – for thinking and assuming the worst of herself.

He pushes her down onto his bed, pushing her legs so he can settle in between. “I’ll show you,” he says between kisses, “your body here is what I’ve been dying to taste… to have… and,” he nips her lower lip, earning a whimper from her. His cock jolted; he couldn’t wait to hear her whimper when he finally fucks her. “I never expected you to have a supermodel body.”

Ran pushes himself onto his knees, admiring her glorious naked body that will be beneath him shortly.

But first, he palms her tits, groaning at the feeling of skin-to-skin.

At last, doing what he wanted to do the first time he met her, he smoother his face against her chest.

Her soft giggles were new to his ears, and he loved it.

“I wanted to do this the first time I met you,” he says, pressing both mounds against his face before taking a puckered nipple into his mouth. He teased the sensitive nipple before releasing it and doing the same for the other side.

“Ran,” Y/n moans, “enough… I want you.”

He would have to wait a bit to pay ultimate attention to her tits later; now, he needed to be inside of her.

“Condom…” he mumbled out loud. He really didn’t want to leave between her legs but rolled away to the draw by his bed, blindly fumbling around until he found one. He frowns when she moves from where he left her to find her in the middle of his bed. Crawling towards her, he used his teeth to tear the packet, pulling the condom out to roll it on his aching cock.

He resettles himself between her legs. “I’ll try… to go easy.”

He watched her hands rub along her slit and circle her clit. “I’m not fragile, Ran.”

He groans, “don’t – don’t say that. I don’t want to scare you away…” he rubs the tip of his cock against her slits, “if you can’t tell, Y/n, this isn’t going to be a one-time thing… I probably should have told you that but too late now. No turning back.” He slips the bulbous head past her folds, feeling the tightness. “Relax, baby…”

Ran didn’t know if she liked those endearing names, but he didn’t just say it to anyone.

He kept his eyes on her; this was about her. Her eyes were closed, teeth clenching down on her lower lip. He was about to stop pushing, not even making past the entrance of her divine walls, when she widened her legs, pushing her pelvis towards him.

Ran fell onto one elbow when the tip of his cock came in contact with her soft, warm walls. He was going to nut into the condom any second now before he could even fit his whole cock in.

“More,” she whispers, “more, Ran.”

He sheaths his entire length inside her until he can go no further. Her chest arches off the bed, and he takes this moment to allow her to adjust.

There are many things Ran takes pride in; one of them is the size of his cock. He knows he’s big. Large. Top of the line.

And he knew how to use it well too.

He rolls his hips slowly, and a soft moan escapes her lips.

Her legs shift alongside his torso, accepting him deeper. “Ran… Ran, you feel so good….”

His pace quickens, and he drops his weight onto her, caging her in and beneath him.

Forever, if he had it his way.

Fuck, he wasn’t ever going to have enough.

Y/n cups his face, bringing his mouth to hers in a soft kiss.

His hips pounded into her, lewd skin-on-skin slapping echo his room with their noise.

Ran has never had such an intimate kind of sex before. It was always a fuck. Just sex.

He sounded crazy and knows he’s crazy… but this was more than just sex.

“Fuck… this is so good… so fucken good…”

Y/n nods her head, a moan echoing off her lips. “Ran… I’m so close….”

“Me too, baby….” One hand reaches between their bodies, and he rubs her sensitive nub, bringing her to the peak. “Cum, Y/n, cum for me baby…”

Her nails dig into his biceps, body shuddering in bliss. “Ran!”

Ran snaps his hips hard twice before stilling, shaking in his release. He groans her name hotly into her ear, squishing her to the mattress.

Her breath fans his ear, and he quivers again when he feels her hands feathering down his back.

Immediately, he lifts his weight off her so he’s not squishing her. “Sorry…” he shifts onto one elbow, running a hand through his hair.

He’s at a loss for words.

Usually, he leaves for the bathroom and cleans up, which is the cue for the woman to leave.

But he doesn’t want her to leave, let alone he doesn’t want to pull out yet.

Ran blushes at her gaze on him, “I hope… you’re okay.”

Her finger traces the Bonten insignia tattoo on his neck, then the tattoo on his shoulder and chest. “It was phenomenal, Ran.”

His heart was about to burst out of his chest.

“Ran,” she pulls him back, “I… I need to use the bathroom.”

“Oh, yes, sorry,” he sits back and then gets distracted by seeing them intimately connected.

And he feels his cock twitch.

He didn’t want to pull out.

“I promise… I’ll come back.” She assures with a smile.

How was she so perfect?

“Sorry…” he mutters, slowly withdrawing. He groans when he pulls out completely, instantly missing the tightness of her walls.

“Oh,” Y/n whispered, shifting herself onto her elbows, distracted.

They were both looking at the mess they made.

A real mess.

The condom… broke… torn as the tip of his cock was fully exposed.

His eyes shift to her wet pussy, and he swallows the lump in his throat at the sight of his cum oozing out.

Internally, a wave of panic surged through him. It wasn’t solely due to the intimate connection they had just shared but rather his apprehension about how she would respond. However, her laughter abruptly snapped him out of his daze; he found himself gazing at her, a perplexed expression adorning his face.

“Don’t worry; I’ll get the pill later.” She sits up and wraps a hand around his neck, pulling him in for a quick kiss. “Would it be so bad if I was to get pregnant, though?”

. . .

Tag: I know this isn't your usual Haikyuu... but I'm going to tag you anyways cause I miss ya'll.

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[wooceans]

ㅤ お  ៸ ៸  take one more chance on me.

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[seiquack]

Velvet Box

Takashi Mitsuya ( 三ツ谷 隆 ) x GN!Reader

Tags: Bad grammar real, fluff, nothing else really !

Proofread: @porcalinecunt

His heart beats rapidly, unsure if his plan would be successful or not. Swallowing the saliva inside his mouth uneasiness flowing through his body

a small velvet box inside his right pocket as well a crumpled piece of paper with words written of what he was going to say, stuffed inside his pants left pocket

He was fidgeting with his hands the whole evening and eyeing his apartment's balcony trying to avoid eye contact with you

you knew something was going on with Mitsuya tonight, you just didn't know what it was

"Are you hiding something from me?" you ask with a brow raised, placing down the wine glass that was in your hand.

He looked at you, eyes filled with worry and uneasiness. He was sweating profusely, he kept tapping his fingers on the table repeatedly rhyming with the bouncing of his leg

"Nothing, what makes you think that?"

he says calmly contrasting the sweat forming on his neck, the bouncing of his leg becoming more rapid, brows knotting. He knew it was obvious he was lying, he just hoped that the smile his giving you is enough to

If your brows could raise higher it would be pass the sky reaching the stars

"If that's your way of humor then you should be a children's entertainer" Mitsuya never lies to you and his attempt at lying to you is funny.

Seeing you stifle a laugh at his obvious lie, he closes his eyes lets out a deep sigh

"I have something to show you"

he says, looking at you, standing up causing the chair to drag. You stand up as well mimicking his actions, he holds your hand for support as he lead you to the balcony

"The view is nice up here” 

He whispers, the breeze of air hits his hair causing some strands of his hair to fly away.

He doesn't look at you, but you could see the smile on his face. The scenery resembles a romantic scene that was pulled out from a movie

"Are you going to propose to me or something?" you laugh softly at your own joke. Mitsuya turns his head smiling as he watches you laugh

"Yeah I am" he replies, watching you stop from laughing, your eyes going wide as you realize he was serious when he kneels his one knee on the ground.

You watch him pull a small velvet box from his right pocket seeing a ring when he opens the box

" Will you marry me? "

( a/n: HEHEHE my writing keeps getting worse bleh )

Likes and Reblogs are appreciated ♡ !

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