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Without you

Kanto Manji members (Mikey, Kokonoi, Wakasa, Benkei, Kakucho, Shion, Mocchi) x gn!reader

pt. 1 with Haitani brothers, Sanzu, Hanma

They ruin your relationship and then regret it, but it’s too late.

Mentions of drugs, blood, toxic relationships. A tiny bit suggestive in Shion’s part

♫ Now playing: 21 Savage - ball w/o you

~I thought it was a love, until I woke up

And had an epiphany~

Kokonoi Hajime

You runnin' 'round drinkin' liquor

Takin' pictures 'cause you miss me

(I know you miss me)

Kokonoi finished his fifth glass of liquor and took a look at his surroundings. His head was feeling fuzzy and he was starting to feel a little sick. He was never really a fan of alcohol, since it was a distraction from his main goal in life - money. He had to be sober and levelheaded to get as much as possible. But this time it was different. He ruined the best thing in his life and now he was drowning in his thoughts, hoping to come up with a solution to fix his problem.

Just last week he raised his voice at you, but that wasn’t the worst part. All of the anger and stress that built up from Kanto Manji problems made him blind and he let out all of his dark emotions on you. And you just stood there and listened. It wasn’t the first time and you knew it wouldn’t be the last. So without a word you went into his room and took all of your belongings, putting them in a bag.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Kokonoi punched the bedroom wall. His heart was beating extremely fast and he didn’t know what to do.

“What I should’ve done a long time ago.”

And now all he could do was take a picture of a random person and hope that you at least get jealous and decide to text or call him.

Sano Manjiro

It don't take much to love

You can love somebody just by being attached

/ I just wish your love wouldn't fade away

Mikey was lost in his own head. He didn’t feel any emotions anymore, numb to everything and everyone. In the moment he felt like it was the best choice for the both of you. You were just a distraction in his eyes and his main goal was to make sure that Kanto Manji would be on top always. So he packed your bags for you and left them in the bedroom. When you came back and saw everything you just shook your head and left with everything that you had. You knew this relationship wouldn’t work for too long. Mikey wasn’t Mikey anymore and you fell out of love a while ago.

Now Mikey sat in the meeting room and stared at the wall in front of him. Once again lost in his own thoughts. But this time they were all about you. He missed you. He needed you by his side. But as much as his hands itched to grab the phone and call you, he still knew that this was for the best. At the end of the day he only caused you pain and put you in danger.

Wakasa Imaushi

You crossed me once, it's fuck you forever

Wakasa’s head was in his hands. There were bottles of alcohol laying around his living room and Benkei was sitting near him, letting out a displeased sigh. Ever since the day he decided to betray Senju and join Kanto Manji Gang, you hadn’t spoken to him. Benkei couldn’t blame you and neither could Wakasa. The both of them knew how much Senju meant to you. She was like your kid. You were the first one to get your Brahman uniform, because Senju cherished you so much. Wakasa tried to get another can of beer, but Benkei stopped him.

“This isn’t going to help you, y’know?”

Wakasa thinks about the day you left. How heartbroken you looked even though you tried to hide your pain. But the glow and pain in your eyes showed different. You called him a lot of different names, pointing a finger at him and calling him a disgusting monster, telling him how he fucked up by losing your trust. And he knew it was true. Earning your trust was a difficult task. And he couldn’t believe that he actually managed to break the bond that the two of you had. You were and still are his world. And to you he’s just a memory.

Arashi Keizo

You could find love, get married, have kids

I'd still be realest to hit it

Benkei was a family guy. He dreamt of having a big family, wether it was by adopting or having his own kids. And he always dreamt about that future with you by his side. But that changed after he joined Kanto. The gang was way different that all of the gangs he has been in before. Except his own. The old Benkei was coming back and he knew it himself. You knew it. Everyone knew it. The blood on his hands and face was a clear sigh of it. And that caused a lot of problems in your relationship. He became cold and distant, making Kanto his priority. After the sixth fight between the two of you in the same week, you packed your bags and left him. The both of you were tired and being together only made it worse. You said that this would only be a break. That you needed to be alone for a while. But Benkei knew the truth. You weren’t coming back.

Shion Madarame

I was gettin' some head earlier

And you crossed my mind

Shion was enjoying himself after the breakup. He went to clubs with the Haitani brothers and Hanma, he did random drugs people gave him, he had one night stands. It was fun at first, doing everything he thought about doing while in a relationship with you. He was free, no one was stopping him from anything. He didn’t have to message you or call you, he didn’t need to see your angry face when he came back late, or missed a date. But after a while it got lonely. He had everything he ever wanted, but there was no you in sight. He missed the feeling of your arms around him, he missed how worried you always were when he came back home bruised and bloodied.

And while there was a person laying next to him after another one night stand it all seemed so dark and quiet. He turned his head to the side and took in the features of their face. They were similar to you. Not exactly the same, because no one could ever be you. But right now it was enough. And then something clicked in his brain. He’ll never have you again.

Kakucho

When it came to havin' your back, I'm so real

I prolly would've gave you my spine

You were Kakucho’s world. You were there when Izana was alive, you were there after his death when he was in the hospital. You were with him when he was beat up by South and had to join his gang and you were there when he joined Kanto. No matter how many stupid and dangerous mistakes he made, you were always there. You extended a helping hand towards him with the biggest smile on your face. But he was so lost in the gang life, he didn’t see how he never really did the same to you. He always left you hanging. And now he couldn’t turn back time and change the things he did. How cold he treated you. A few tears run down his face and he hopes you can forgive him. He knows you won’t take him back, but he still wants you to know that he only wishes the best for you.

Mochizuki Kanji

I'm as solid as they come, but you crossed the line

Yeah, you best start keepin' it real, I can see the signs

Mocchi was always known as a scary guy. His build and height increased the fear for other’s. But he never scared you. No matter how many people he beat up with ease, how he could easily break you without even trying. You never feared him. You held respect towards him, knowing his life wasn’t easy. And with that knowledge he used you. He used your love, since he knew you would do anything for him. But what he didn’t know was how you knew all of that. He used your kindness and then was left without it. And now he had to see you give your heart to someone else.

SERIOUSLY?

Kawata Nahoya x gn!reader

Warning: dumb relationship, maybe slightly toxic?, two teenagers in love. Fluff and humour.

You try to sleep after a fight with your boyfriend, but he has other plans.

Emma frowns after looking around and not noticing the person she was hoping to see in the crowd full of teenage boys.

"Guess you won't meet them today." She scratches her head and takes a look at Hina who was sending daggers with her eyes towards a beat up Takemichi.

"Wait why?" Hina raises her brows. She was excited to meet a new person that could possibly become her friend.

"They probably got into a fight again." She huffs.

"They?"

"(Y/N)-san is dating Smiley. The guy with curly pink hair." She nods towards a guy who was talking to another boy with curly hair, who by the looks of it is his twin. "They're both.. in an interesting relationship to say the least. They've been dating for a year now and have broken up like thirty times or something."

Hina parts her lips in surprise and widens her eyes.

"Oh but don't worry! They’re a really cool person." Emma smiles. "The both of them are good people. Just not always with each other. But it's their business. C'mon, let's leave the guys to do their thing. We can get to know each other more!"

———

You hear your phone notification go off and you open your eyes, still dazed after being woken up from the dream world.

"Who the hell has the nerve to wake me up from my beauty sleep." You angrily take your phone from the stand near your bed and look at the screen.

You hear a motorcycle engine getting closer and you step out of your house in your oversized shirt and shorts, after putting on the first pair of shoes you could find, which were ugly green crocs. You squint your eyes while looking at Nahoya and start tapping your foot on the wooden porch.

He jumps off of his bike and looks at you while laughing.

"You look like my mom who's about to give me an ass whooping." He grabs the bag that contained the food. "Also nice crocs."

"Give me the food and leave." You cross your arms on your chest.

“Nah, you gotta give me a kiss on the cheek first, cutie."

"You told me to wake my ugly ass up a few hours ago, bitchass."

He shows his signature smile, that looked more genuine now, as he walks up to you. He leans down a bit and kisses your forehead, snaking one of his arms around your waist.

"Let's go, big head. I know you're hungry." He starts pulling you into your house. You shush him as the two of you near your room.

"Your big ass mouth will wake up my parents if you don't shut the hell up." You throw him a dirty look, as he giggles loudly once again.

He closes the door and puts the bag containing the food on your table. He then runs towards your bed and jumps on it.

"Nahoya.. what are you doing?"

"Getting comfortable? How else am I supposed to eat?"

"Dude.. You are not eating on my bed. There's a thing called a table." You roll your eyes and open up the bag.

You take out the ramen and utensils. You pull a second chair near the table and sit down on one of them, patting the other so Nahoya would sit down.

He groans and slides off of the bed. As he tries to get comfortable, you already start eating.

Nahoya and his brother were always good cooks. From the start of your relationship you were always impressed by their cooking skills. Maybe they'll open up a restaurant or something in the future.

"Eat well, pretty." Nahoya smiles and starts eating as well.

"Yeah yeah you too."

After you finished eating, you thank him for the food and laid down on your bed, pulling the covers over your body. Nahoya also laid down and you gave him a questioning look.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"What're you doing?"

"The fuck does it look like? I'm getting comfortable. We're having a sleepover." He answers like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

You look at him and just then realise that he came here, wearing his pyjama pants and a black shirt. You part your lips and then quickly close them after letting out a sigh.

"You're lucky my parents like you."

"Yeah yeah.. Horror movie marathon?"

BONUS:

Nahoya quickly sits up, cursing at everything. He jumps out of the bed after looking at the time and starts looking around for his stuff.

"'Hoya.. What's up?" You ask, your morning voice all scratchy.

"School already started, I have a test today!" He panics.

"Motherfucker it's a Saturday." You turn around and try to fall asleep.

He stands there in silence and slowly gets back in bed.

"This never happened."

"Mhm.."

"I can't fall asleep anymore."

"I can. Night."

"But (Y/N).." he whines. "I'm bored."

"Go annoy your brother."

Kanto Manji gang Mikey who just doesn’t understand what’s going on with him. He’s never felt this way towards anyone, but as he watches you dance with your friends, moving your body to the rhythm of a song he’s never heard before, he feels his heart start beating faster. Your beauty was ethereal and as everyone else was talking about gang related stuff, his eyes just kept following you. There was a fight going on inside his head, blocking out the sound of Haruchiyo’s voice. Should he walk up to you? Or should he just watch from the sidelines as if you’re a work of art which he cannot touch.

You’re not stupid. You felt someone stare at you the whole night and you knew who that someone is. Yes, he was a sight to behold, but the aura surrounding him was dark. You knew what people like him do for a living, how the pain of others bring them joy. You kept on dancing, hoping he won’t come close to you and try to win your heart over. Because if he does, you most certainly know there won’t be any escaping him.

LOVE ME ♡

Rindou, Sanzu, Senju, Mikey, Hanma x gn!reader

Yandere TR characters

Warning: Possessive behaviour, manipulation, kidnapping, Stockholm syndrome, character death, stalking, creepy behaviour, yandere. Maybe manga spoilers in Hanma’s part? Mostly a theory. Read at your own risk. This contains themes that some viewers may find disturbing.

Haitani Rindou

♡ One of the best ones in my opinion. He did get ranked 2nd as “best boyfriends” of Tenjiku.

♡ He would treat you so good. Loves spoiling you. Buys you all of the things that reminds him of you. Takes you out for dinner, or gets takeout and brings it to your apartment. Takes care of you and is always there for you when you need him.

♡ He’d make playlists for you with songs that make him think about you and loves it if you do the same. Would listen to the playlist you made on repeat for hours, maybe even while he falls asleep.

♡ He doesn’t keep his mouth shut about you. Ran always hears your name and he’s happy that his younger brother has a s/o which he loves dearly.

♡ He keeps all of the things you buy/give him or throw away in a box and takes them out whenever he misses you. Though he prefers to just meet up with you, but if you’re busy then he has no choice but to do that.

♡ A stalker. Will stalk you even after you start dating. You always feel someone behind you and it sends chills to your spine. You message your lovely boyfriend Rindou about how you feel as if you’re being followed. His responses are always “Don’t worry, it’s probably just your imagination. You know I’d never let anything bad happen to you.” And it’s true. Since he’s always wherever you are.

♡ The only times you ever notice his weird behaviour is when guys flirt with you. He’d never hurt a girl, so he just let’s them slide with a warning glare. The guys though.. He tries not to fight with them, but you do notice how tense he gets. And the cold look he gives them, makes you feel kinda scared even if that anger isn’t towards you.

♡ You don’t know it, but he kills all of those guys.

♡ Anything he needs to do to make sure you never leave, he will. Even if it meant hurting the people you hold close to your heart. After all, the only person who owns your heart should be Rindou. Right?

Sanzu Haruchiyo

♡ One of the worst yanderes. Have you seen him? The only positive is that he’ll do anything for you. Anything.

♡ He stalks you and doesn’t even try to hide it. You know he’s behind you, but you’re too scared to say anything about it to him. You knew how he could get. Your friends and people you didn’t even know did try to warn you about him, but you thought they were all just rumours. After all he was so good towards you.

♡ He doesn’t think the relationship is complicated in any way. All he wants is for you to love him. Is he asking for too much?

♡ He doesn’t understand that what he’s feeling towards you isn’t normal. He’s obsessed. He just wants to be with you always. Forever. Until death. He wants to know everything about you. He wants to know every single thought of yours.

♡ The relationship is extremely toxic. Are you surprised?

♡ You’re creeped out by him already? Oh my. You still don’t know so much. He has hidden cameras in your house. He looks at you through your window. He has old and new polaroids of you in random places that he took without you knowing he was even there.

♡ It’s too late for you to even consider leaving him. He’d do anything to keep you to himself. He’d kidnap you if needed.

♡ He most definitely has a shrine for you hidden in his room. And he keeps on adding to the collection.

Kawaragi Senju

♡ She just wants to have you to herself. Similar to Sanzu, she wants to spend every single minute of the day with you. She takes you shopping, on dates, she buys you whatever you lay your eyes on even if you tell her not to, she has pictures of you on her wall.

♡ She always somehow ends up wherever you are. Oh, you wanted to go shopping alone? She had the same idea. How cute, you can go together! You wanted to hang out with other people? Would you look at that, she bumped into you in the middle of the busy street. What a coincidence!

♡ After Brahman disbanded she got to spend more time with you. And now since she felt so so sad, you were there for her. You played with her hair, cuddled her, gave her assuring kisses. Oh how much she enjoyed it. She decided to be sad for a longer while she never really felt sad.

♡ She’s such a jealous person. She never really had any friends of her own, always following Haru and his friends, or Takeomi and his friends. And now she has you! You were all hers. And she didn’t like sharing.

♡ She showed more of her disturbing side a year into your relationship. But you didn’t really look into it. After all no one is perfect you are perfect to her.

♡ You noticed some pictures on her wall that you didn’t remember her take. Or you didn’t even remember that you spent that day with her. Weren’t you with your friends then? No. You must be mistaken. You two did meet up! Silly you. Don’t ask any more dumb questions.

Sano Manjiro

♡ Oh boy.

♡ Obsessed.

♡ Like literally doesn’t imagine a life without you. He already lost so much. He had to say his final goodbyes to so many friends and family members. He won’t take any risks with you.

♡ Kidnaps you and locks you in a room.

♡ The room is extremely huge and beautiful. It has everything you might ever need. Maybe even more.

♡ You are monitored by his men. They stand around the house while he is out to make sure that you never try to leave.

♡ You might not like him yet. But you will. He’ll make sure of it. If you don’t like the idea of loving him, he won’t give a shit. He’d be mad and force you to spend time with him. Might even use violence if needed.

♡ If you do develop stockholm syndrome, he won’t treat you that differently than before. Of course he won’t be mad at you anymore, but he isn’t okay in the head and he doesn’t understand what love is. He is also a gang leader, so he doesn’t have that much time to spare for you. But he does buy you a lot of stuff.

♡ Another yandere which loves spoiling you.

♡ He’s bad at showing his emotions so don’t expect anything from him. Like he won’t hold you close, give you sweet morning kisses and etc. He does love you. But that won’t change the man he is.

Hanma Shuji

♡ Crazy. Hates people, hates everyone, but for some reason he just has a sweet spot for you he’s literally obsessed.

♡ Will do anything to keep you his. Will chain you to the bed if needed. This man does not care about how you feel, he only thinks about himself. Whatever he wants he gets. And he wants you.

♡ Another stalker. Has pictures of you he took some even while you’re changing clothes. Has to know everything about you,but also doesn’t really care? It depends on his mood. He might sit and listen to you for hours, or he might not talk to you at all.

♡ In my opinion he is the second time leaper. So let’s say in a few futures you manage to escape him/be with someone else. He will change that. Will do whatever he needs to make sure you’re his in the future timeline too. Will go back and kill that person if needed.

♡ You know he’s messed up in the head. Knew even before you two started dating. It was obvious, he doesn’t eve try to hide the fact that he’s not normal.

♡ It was your choice to show him your attention even if you didn’t, he’d find a way to make you his now you’re stuck with him.

Hiii, it's me, the anon who sends random ideas. I have a question, who do you think have the possibility to be a toxic friend from all the tr characters ? I personally came up with a thought that Rindou and Senju could be a jealous and possessive friend bc both of them don't have things of their own, like Rindou with his brother and Senju having to follow Mikey and his friends. The type to guilt trip you to spend time with them instead of your other friends ya know.

Hey!!Oh for sure the both of them would be possessive friends. And they wouldn’t even really feel bad about it. They would be greedy in this aspect, since they didn’t really have anything of their own.

Senju, Sanzu, Rindou, Yuzuha

Senju would try to spend as much time with you as possible and would think of many different ideas on how to spend it with you. Shopping sprees, amusement parks, zoo’s, the beach and etc. Every day she would call you in the morning (or even the night prior) to make plans with you. To be sure you won’t spend your time with anyone else. She’d sometimes show up at your door at like 9AM without you expecting it. Even if it started to annoy you, you couldn’t leave her. She’d start crying and talking about her past. She’d guilt trip you into staying her best friend.

Sanzu is crazy loyal. He’d do anything for you and he expects the same from you. He’d follow you to the depts of hell if needed. So he thinks it’s normal how he wants you to only be friends with him. Why do you need other friends? Isn’t he enough? You’re going to leave him like everyone esle, won’t you? Oh, he has other friends (Mikey)? So what? He has to follow Mikey, he promised. And you promised him to stay his friend forever. So what if you made that promise when the both of you were really young? Are you really going to break it? He won’t let you.

Rindou is also a younger sibling. He grew up being jealous of everything Ran had. He was way more popular than Rindou and everything about his older brother annoyed him. So when he finally met you and had his own best friend; he made sure you stayed as far away from Ran as possible (and other people too). He took you everywhere with him and made sure you wouldn’t hang out with other people. And if you did, he’d beat them up after. You started losing friends without knowing the reason (which was Rindou himself). It made you feel sad and the only person who stayed with you was in fact the younger Haitani. He’s such a good friend isn’t he?

Yuzuha is the middle child. But after growing up in a toxic and abusive environment all she ever needed was a fresh breath of air - which was you. Of course she had Hakkai and Mitsuya. But that wasn’t the same. She wanted to have someone she could call her own best friend. And when she met you, she was so excited to finally have someone she could confide in whenever she needed, someone she could text or call at 3am and talk about anything and everything. She won’t let you go. Never.

Bound 2

Mikey, Haitani Ran, Haitani Rindou, Shion Madarame x gn!reader

They fall for you

Bound to fall in love <3

Sano Manjiro

I know I got a bad reputation

Walking 'round, always mad reputation

He was a well known delinquent around Japan. Many already knew his last name, because of his older brother Shinichiro, but it was obvious how different they were. Mikey was ruthless, he didn’t care about anything and anyone. His main purpose in life was to create chaos and bring pain. While Shinichiro was a delinquent who cared about everyone. He did what made him happy and he tried to help out other’s as well. That’s why his death brought many to tears, Shinichiro was named as a legend which no one would ever forget.

But for Mikey.. People prayed for Mikey’s downfall and that should’ve been one of the biggest red flags for you. But you didn’t care about any of that. What you cared about was how he treated you. He saw you as an equal and promised to protect you with his whole life. He met you when he was still in Toman. He was buying midnight snacks when you came into the small shop near his house. It wasn’t love at first sight, but he knew you’d be something to him. A friend, an enemy, or a lover - he didn’t know. But he had a feeling. And he was right. You two became close extremely fast.

At nights he’d hold you close and whisper about your future. How he wants to marry you, even though he knows it’s not safe. He even thought about leaving this life behind, but that wasn’t possible. He’d ask you to never leave him. Mikey was broken, after losing so much. And you’d stay with him until the very end. Even if it meant losing your sanity.

Haitani Ran

Leave a pretty girl sad reputation

He was a playboy. Breaking the hearts of guys and girls without any shame or guilt. He had the looks and the personality and that was enough. People knew how he was, but they still expected to be the one for Ran. But the relationships ended not even a month in. Haitani was capable of having a good relationship, but he just never found the right one. Deciding to just indulge in one night stands. But that was until he met you.

You were so rude and cold towards him. You had no fear, even though you knew the power his name held. You thought he was the most annoying person to exist on this planet and he thought you were the most perfect human being. But of course it was hard for him to convince you that he actually liked you. Ran was cursing out himself for building the reputation he had and Rindou was laughing at his older brother’s problem.

He knew it would take a long while to make you believe him. But he was persistent. He wouldn’t give up. Not until he had you in his arms.

Haitani Rindou

Start a Fight Club, Brad reputation

I turnt the nightclub out of the basement

Haitani Rindou was known for a lot of things. He was a delinquent, he helped his brother kill someone at the age of twelve, he spent a lot of his teenage years in Juvie, he was known as a celebrity in Roppongi and around school he was also known for being rude and cold towards other students, pushing them around with his brother. Basically, he wasn’t a good person and everyone and their moms knew this. Following the footsteps of his older brother Ran, he built himself a name which brought fear to many. The only exceptions to this were his brother, his friends and for some reason - you.

You had just moved to Japan, not having any family there, or knowing anyone in that country in general. Your dad got a job in Tokyo and he took this opportunity to make more money. Of course you weren’t too fond of this idea, but who were you to crush his dreams. So you sucked it all in and decided to just keep quiet. Surprisingly it wasn’t too bad. Even though you were in the centre of attention (good and bad) you enjoyed making new friends and joining clubs. Mostly everything was going great, until the day you bumped into the famous Haitani Rindou. You had heard stories about him from your new friends, but he wasn’t what you had expected him to be.

He made sure you were okay and was blushing the whole time you two talked. What you didn’t know was how you managed to consume his mind. You were all he could think about. Your smile, your eyes, your cute accent and the funny way you pronounced words. Rindou managed to develop the biggest crush on you just by talking to you for a few minutes.

“Hey, there’s a party at my place.” He clears his throat. “On friday. I’ll be the dj. Come over?”

“For sure.” You smile at him and write down your number on a small piece of paper.

That was a start of a long lasting relationship.

Shion Madarame

And ay, ayo, we made to Thanksgiving

So ay, maybe we can make it to Christmas

Shion wasn’t the best at showing his emotions. He couldn’t tell you how he felt most of the time. Maybe it was because of pride, or maybe he was never taught to speak out. You didn’t know. But you did know that he loved you. You knew from the high school days, when he bumped into you on accident and then blamed it all on you.

He was a dumbass. He was forgetful, rude, way too stuck up and egoistic. Even after losing a fight, he’d walk with his head high and you didn’t know if that was a good, or a bad thing. All you knew was that you’d be there to patch him up. And even if he didn’t show it - he was grateful. Shion never thought you’d like him back. You were way too good for him. But he never regretted the stupid letter he wrote to you when he was sixteen. He’d always remember how you smiled while reading it and how you knew that it was him.

Now, he walked around the streets of Japan with you in his arms, his head still held high, but for different reasons. Shion knew they were all jealous of him. After all, you were a beauty to behold.

CIGARETTES

Shinichiro x gn!reader

Fluff to angst. Character death.

You always hated cigarettes. The smell, the concept - everything about them disgusted you.

Poor little Liddy used to always quit

But she never really quit

She'd just say she did

At the age of sixteen Shinichiro tried his first cigarette. He took it from Takeomi who already had the cancer stick between his lips. It was disgusting, he started coughing and tried to spit out the taste as much as possible. And when it didn’t work he tried chewing gum which Benkei forced into his palm. He bought a can of soda from a near by corner shop and stole a lolly pop from Wakasa. His friends laughed at him and Shinichiro swore to himself that he’d never smoke again.

“That’s good.” You smile at him as he sat in your bedroom after sneaking in through the window. “I hate cigarettes. They smell bad and I wouldn’t kiss you if you smoked.”

At the age of seventeen Shinichiro took his second cigarette, thinking things would be different. He stole it from Takeomi. He always had a pack of red Marlboro’s in his gang jacket. And since he accidentally left it in Shin’s room, he decided to try again. This time alone in the comfort of his own room. It was still disgusting. Shinichiro started coughing again and took a glass of apple juice that he already had prepared for himself. Though at that moment he decided to try and smoke the whole stick. Even if it meant he’d feel like vomiting.

“It looks cool.” He murmurs to himself. “I wanna be as cool as them.”

At the age of eighteen Shinichiro had a hidden pack of cigarettes in his room. He didn’t want you to know about him smoking. He thought you didn’t need to know. After all it was nothing serious. He only smoked once every couple of weeks, to look cool around the guys. He knew you hated everything about cigarettes. From the smell that lingered around people that smoked them to the fact that they killed people. “Anything can kill us.” Shinichiro once told you and you just shook your head telling him that he wouldn’t understand. And he remembered your threat about you not kissing him. So he decided to just keep this information to himself. After all what you don’t know won’t hurt you.

“Yeah I usually smoke in the mornings, outside my room.” He smirks at Benkei.

At the age of nineteen Shinichiro couldn’t hide the fact that he smoked anymore. The smell was always with him whenever he came over to visit you. It was stuck on his dirty white shirt, it was stuck in his hair, it was stuck on his hand and it was especially stuck on his lips and tongue when he kissed you. You pushed him off of you and made a disgusted face. “It’s gross. I don’t want to kiss you after you just smoked.” You sat further away from him and looked at the posters decorating your room. Shinichiro felt his heart break after you moved away from him after breaking your kiss off.

“I’m sorry. I promise I’ll quit.” He says before laying down.

At the age of twenty Shinichiro only smoked when he worked on bikes. Which was around once a week. You grew accustomed to the smell. Well slightly. You still weren’t a big fan and Shinichiro respected that. And you respected him by not being controlling and letting him do what he wants. The only rule was to not smoke before meeting you and while he was with you.

Mikey sat beside his brother watching him work with a big smile. “One day I’ll be just like you, Shin.”

At the age of twenty one Shinichiro smoked cigarettes way more often. He was stressed. He disbanded the Black Dragon and opened up his new bike shop. Of course it all went well, but he didn’t know when to stop. He overworked himself and spent almost all of his days there. You came to visit him some days when you had free time, but you had been busy working as well. After all the two of you wanted to start renting out a place together and you needed the money. You stoped bugging Shin about the smell of cigarettes and kissed him even after he smoked. The two of you were always working and you tried to cherish every minute you could be together.

At the age of twenty two you had already been living together. Everything was going great and the two of you couldn’t be happier. Shinichiro was living the life of his dreams with you by his side and he knew it was time for more. It was time to take the next step. He decided to buy you a ring and propose. With the help of his closest friends Wakasa, Takeomi and Benkei he found the perfect ring and they planned a perfect proposal. He swore he could feel his heart explode with excitement. You will finally become a Sano.

At the age of twenty three Shinichiro lost his life. It was tragedy which no one expected. And the fact that it was caused by his younger brother’s friends made the situation way more heartbreaking. A jacket which always hung in his shop, was given to you by his grandfather. And in the pocked you found something that you probably shouldn’t have.

You attended his funeral dressed in all black and with an engagement ring on your finger. “You’re Shinichiro’s girlfriend/boyfriend/partner right?” A guy asked. He was a member of the Black Dragon before it disbanded and you only met him once before. “No. I’m his fiancé.”

At the age of twenty four you became addicted to cigarettes, because only they brought you comfort. The smell reminded you of your dead lover and that was enough for now. You smoked when you were out with Shinichiro’s and now your friends, you smoked in restaurants, you smoked in parks, you smoked inside your own home. Whenever you needed to feel Shinichiro’s presence, you took out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes out of the jacket that was given to you after his death.

We'll find moonlit nights strangely empty

Because when you call my name through them

There will be no answer

Rather melodramatic, aren't you?

High school sweethearts

My fav TR characters as your high school sweethearts.

Haitani Rindou, Kawata Nahoya, Madarame Shion, Wakasa Imaushi, Kawaragi Senju, Shiba Yuzuha x gn!reader

Haitani Rindou/the hot quiet guy

♡We all (ok maybe not all but still) knew/know a guy like that in high school. He was always so quiet, but had the best facial expressions and also sometimes had arguments with the teachers or other students. He’s smart and is probably into history and chemistry.

♡A lot of people thought he was hot and tried to get a date with him, but failed. There were rumours that he was asexual, aromantic. Some people thought that he might have a significant other that goes to another school.

♡But he was actually just into you and didn’t know how to confess. You were this artsy person who wasn’t dumb, but wasn’t the smartest either. Rindou always thought you were cute and you two actually sat together in some classes. That’s how he got to know you.

♡After he confessed and you two started dating, EVERYONE was talking about it. It was a surprise that someone managed to date with the younger Haitani. People would turn heads to look at you two when you’d enter the school halls together, holding each other’s hands.

♡Rindou’s a sweetheart. He cares a lot about you and your happiness is his number one priority.

♡Cute caffe dates, carnival dates, picnics, zoo’s and etc. Loves taking pictures of you and has a folder full of pictures of you smiling.

♡His brother calls him a simp and sometimes makes jokes about how down bad he is for you. But he’s actually really happy for Rindou and loves you and how great you two treat each other. (He’s your number one supporter).

Kawata Nahoya/the jock and class clown

♡He’s that loud guy who disrespects the teacher and never listens to anything. Has fallen asleep during lessons.

♡But his jokes are really funny. Probably says them during the lesson and the whole class just starts laughing while the teacher is turning red from all of the anger.

♡Never does any homework, but he passes all of the tests/exams?? And get’s a really good grade too.

♡The two of you are the funniest couple in school that everyone loves, but also are jealous of. Gossips about you can always be heard.

♡You two always argue, but mostly in a joking manner. Like your whole relationship is so funny, but most people don’t realise that you two are joking. And that’s when the “I think they broke up.” or “They actually hate each other. I don’t even know why they were dating.” rumours begin.

♡You wear his jersey with his name on it. He lives for the days he gets to see you in it. Your number one hype man.

♡You get along with his brother and his mom loves you.

♡They’re all waiting for the wedding invitations lol

Madarame Shion/the most annoying guy in class

♡Literally never shuts up. Rarely shows up too. And if he does he spends most of his time in detentions. How is he not expelled yet?

♡Most people find him extremely annoying. He always boasts about his achievements and lies a lot too. Is his story real? Is it fake? You will never know.

♡When you two started dating everyone was shocked.

♡The sweetest person in school dating that asshole? No way. They thought he forced you into a relationship with him and asked if you are ok.

♡You actually found him funny and loved listening to everything he had to say. He never lied to you.

♡Shion might be an asshole but he respects you a lot and he loves you too. You were the only one to shower him with so much affection.

♡He gives off golden retriever energy.

Wakasa Imaushi/hottest guy in school

♡Everyone knows how good looking he is. Those eyes that enchant people, that smirk that makes the girls and guys go crazy, his smooth voice and that fluffy blonde hair. He was basically perfect and he himself knew that.

♡He used his looks to get whatever he wants. He got candy from the people that liked him, they brought him lunch, they did his homework. He was an asshole, but he was smart.

♡He never really liked anyone, but you caught his eye.

♡You were the new kid. Got there from another country and everyone was all up on you. You were extremely beautiful and he just had to make you his.

♡He tried everything, but it was unsuccessful. You just weren’t interested in him. He was too much of a stuck up for you. You had heard stories about him from others and you could he how he used others for his own benefits.

♡Throughout the whole high school years he only managed to become your friend. But he was still into you. And on the last day of school he once again stopped besides your locker and asked you out.

♡What he didn’t expect was for you to actually agree.

♡Now all he had to do was show you that he’s worth your time.

Kawaragi Senju/nicest girl in school

♡You noticed her first. It was hard not to. She was bubbly, loud and always nice. She had a smile on her face everyday and she talked to anyone and everyone.

♡You were the quiet type and you didn’t want to approach her first so you’d just watch her from afar.

♡She noticed that you’d look at her sometimes, but you had this unreadable face and she actually thought that you hated her.

♡You two were assigned to work on a project together and that’s when she realised how cool and fun you are. After the project was done you two gad already became best friends.

♡You’d be seen everywhere together. And if one of you was alone it still meant that the other would be there soon.

♡It wasn’t surprising to anyone once you started dating. The kids from school had been rooting for you since day one.

♡You two wear matching outfits, have matching jewellery, always take pictures of you two together and post them on instagram. Literal couple goals.

♡Ice cream dates!!!

♡She loves you so much. She writes your name with her surname on her notebooks (and sometimes she writes her name with your surname and draws a lot of hearts around it). Always day dreams about your future and your wedding.

♡If she could she would propose right now.

Shiba Yuzuha/the girl that everyone likes

♡Prettiest girl in school.

♡She canonically has a fan club for her in school which is full of girls that adore her if I remember correctly lol

♡She’s so nice, but still she’s quiet and reserved. You just have to talk to her first to make her open up more. After a while she’d start coming up to you first.

♡She’s strict and cares about her grades a lot while you were a complete opposite.

♡At first she felt a disliking towards you. But it changed after she had nowhere else to sit during lunch and she had to sit next to you.

♡You made her laugh a lot and she actually had an extremely fun time. She smiled while walking home from school while thinking about you.

♡You two started hanging out around school at first. Then you’d start going to caffe’s together, then to the park, then bowling.

♡And then one day she just asked you out on a date.

♡Power couple.

♡Everyone loves you two

♡Mitsuya LOVES you and Hakkai does too but he’s a little shy so he just malfunctions whenever you talk to him

SUMMER

Mitsuya thinks the girl working at a convenience store near his house is kind of cute.

Fluff, bad humor. Around 1k words

Mikey hits Mitsuya on the back and lets out an over exaggerated yawn. He tries not to push the shorter friend away from him as they walk towards the small convenience store that was owned by an elder man who treated every Toman member as if his own grandchild. They started going to that store when they just formed Toman since everything there was cheaper than in other stores and it was a great deal especially for young punks like them who did not have a lot of money.

“We need some good snacks.” Mikey whines. “I don’t want crackers anymore. They’re dry and disgusting.”

Draken pulls Mikey away from Mitsuya and raises a brow while looking at the president of Toman. “If you have some money to buy better snacks then please do so.”

“Actually, Shinichiro gave me some cash today. So we will be eating good, boys.”

Baji pushes the door open and confidently walks into the store with the other boys, yelling out the old mans name to say a hello, but instead they see a girl their age sit behind the cash register with pyjama pants and an oversized hoodie.

“Who are you?” Mikey points his finger at her. “And what did you do to the old man working here?!”

“You mean my grandfather?” You raise a brow as you look all of the boys up and down.

While working at a convenience store, you find yourself meeting a bunch of interesting people who come in and out of the store. Some of them are regulars, stopping by for their daily coffee or snack, while others are just passing through. As you scan their items and make small talk, learning about their lives and interests. Some people are extremely nice and some are a bunch of weirdos who you hope to never see again, like for example a man who comes over to the store after his shift. Which does not sound weird, but when you realise it’s a man in his sixties dressed up as a clown buying a bottle of whiskey and complaining to you about how kids are a bunch of pieces of shit who should not exist at all, it does raise some concern. Though you only see him on Saturdays around 6PM.

What you haven’t seen before though was a young boy pointing a finger at you and blaming you for making your tired grandfather disappear. You heard stories about these boys from your grandpa, but never actually saw them, because you did not want to spend your free time at a convenience store. But your money has been getting low and you wanted to buy some new clothes before summer ends, so you decided to work for your grandpa for the summer.

“Sorry about him.” A tall guy with a tattoo on his head bows down a bit and grabs his friend by his shoulder dragging him away. The other’s scatter around the store looking for something to buy for their movie night. As you scan all of them once again you notice the boy with purple hair and a light bulb shines above your head.

“You’re Mitsuya, right?” You ask and he quickly turns around with a smile, answering with a yes.

You grab a bag full of sweets and give it to him.

“Pops said to give it to you once I see you. He bakes them fresh every day. Said your sisters like them or something.”

You notice how his eyes light up and he grabs the bag from your hands with a “thank you” and a bow.

“Please thank your grandfather for me. My sisters do enjoy his pastries a lot.” His eyes caught your own and you realise that they’re a really pretty colour. One you haven’t seen on other’s before or even if you did, you did not pat any attention to it. But something about Mitsuya is different. In a good way.

That day the boys leave with bags of snacks and you find yourself thinking about the boy with purple hair.

———

A few days pass and Mitsuya comes back again. This time without his friends, but instead with two little girls hanging around his arms. He introduces them as his sisters and you find it extremely cute how close they are to their brother and how they do not want to leave his side at all. But what you don’t expect is one of them giving you a compliment while you were scanning their items.

“You’re really pretty.” Luna states and you almost drop the can of tomato soup.

“Oh, thank you.” A smile finds a way onto your face and your cheeks have a rosey colour to them now. Receiving compliments from elders, or young boys will never be the same as receiving compliments from kids. Elders lie through their teeth, while boys just want to get with you, girls give you compliments and then talk shit behind your back. But kids.. Kids are ruthless. They always spit the truth. “You and your sister are prettier though.” You wink at them and as Mitsuya looks at you smiling at his little sisters he realises that you are very pretty indeed. How your eyes started to shine after his sister gave you a compliment and how cute your crooked smile was.

After they leave Mitsuya thinks to himself that he needs to come there more often, even if he doesn’t have a lot of money in his pockets.

———

The third time he comes, he’s there alone. He only grabs a pack of gummy bears and a milk carton.

“That’s a weird combo.” You raise a brow and tilt your head to the side.

“Don’t say anything about it.” He sighs.

“You sure this is safe? You won’t be running to the toilet in like five minutes to shit your guts out?”

“You have a foul mouth.” Mitsuya starts to laugh. “The gummy bears are for Luna and Mana, while the milk is for my mom.”

“My bad.” You smirk. “Thought you were a weirdo for a second there.” And Mistuya laughs again.

As you look at him laugh, you start to realize that he's kind of cute, and you feel a flutter in your chest. As he leaves the store you find yourself waiting for him to come back again.

And Mitsuya makes sure he does just that. He just needs to make a plan how to get your number.

Relationships with TR men

|Haitani Ran|Hanma Shuji|Draken x reader

Angsty in Draken’s part

Haitani Ran

Brent Faiyaz-Role model

After meeting Ran while you worked as a bartender for a club In Roppongi your life changed. With him it was like living in a movie. Everything was fast, shiny, expensive, dangerous. Every day felt like an adventure, yet a dangerous one. He was a part of a big and dangerous gang and you knew when you got with him you signed a contract with death. You became a target to other gangs going after Toman. But with his name and power he got you the best security in Japan, not wanting to risk losing you.

Ran as a person is cocky and likes when everyone in the room stares at him when he walks in. The attention always has to be on him and he does attract it with his look and expensive personality.

Still, Ran had a personality that drew you in despite his lavish appearance. He made you feel like you were the centre of his world. You were enchanted by his presence, needing both his company and the rush that came from being by his side.

You became more and more involved in Ran's life and the dangerous and dark world of organized crime. You watched the gang's threats of violence, power conflicts over territory, and tortures of the poor souls that crossed Toman. Loyalty was valued highly in that society, and betrayal may have severe consequences. Ran always made sure you were safe despite the danger.

Living with Ran was like balancing dangerously on the edge of a cliff; one false move would send everything tumbling off. But despite the chaos, you were prepared to take that chance because you discovered a love that was both thrilling and addictive.

———

Hanma Shuji

The Weeknd - house of balloons / glass table girls

You were warned about guys like him ever since you were a kid. Gangsters that always have a lingering scent of cigarettes around them, mysterious to the point of disappearing for a few days once in a while, always covered in blood with bruised knuckles. Hanma practically screamed the word “danger”.

He was tall and handsome with a straightforward personality. He always knew what he wanted and would do whatever he needed to get it. And the age of 17 Hanma knew he had to have you.

And at first, you were drawn to his dangerous personality. There was an undeniable curiosity in his presence. The way he carried himself with confidence, as if the world was his, intrigued you. He had this freedom that you dreamt of having. Hanma cared about nothing - his main goal in life was just to have fun.

Hanma's infatuation with you grew stronger, and he made his intentions clear. He desired to have you, not just physically but emotionally as well. It was a mix of passion and possessiveness that left you confused with yourself.

As your relationship with Hanma deepened, you found yourself at a crossroads. The warnings from your past echoed in your mind, reminding you of the potential dangers and the uncertain future that awaited you. Yet, you also couldn't deny the connection you felt with him, the chemistry that sparked between you. With him it was a battle between reason and desire.

But it wasn’t like you even had a choice.

Without you even knowing - you already belonged to Hanma before you two even started talking.

———

Draken

Lauv - who (ft. BTS)

You two were childhood friends. He was always your protector. He made sure bullies would never bother you and he spent almost every minute with you. Ever since you were kids he promised you he would marry you in the future. And you two waited for that promised moment in your lives. Though once he met Mikey, Draken changed. He started to push you out of his life without even noticing. His priority became Toman and Mikey’s younger sister Emma.

You saw how he looked at her and vice versa. Everyone was talking how they belonged together which left you feeling more lonely than ever. Not only did you feel like you were losing the guy you were in love with - you were also losing your best friend.

Though Draken made it complicated. At moments it felt like he was still that young boy who gifted you a plastic ring and called you his soulmate. It felt like he himself didn’t really know what he wanted.

You found yourself at a crossroads. Should you continue holding onto the hope that Draken would remember his promise and find his way back to you? Or should you just let go of him and the past?

The path forward was uncertain. All you could do was navigate the complexity of emotions, understanding that sometimes people change, and relationships evolve in unexpected ways.

When you felt like giving up Draken was always there-waiting for you. But once it felt like everything was perfect he would go back to Emma.

And with all of this happening you finally started to see your self worth. You chose yourself.

Snap out of it

Mitsuya realises he likes her more than a friend.

Mitsuya x f!reader

You two were stuck together ever since you were kids. It’s like you were glued one to another and everyone knew that if one of you was somewhere the other was nearby. It was always Mitsuya and (Y/N) and always will be. Even after Mitsuya met Draken, after he joined Toman and changed as a person. He still stuck by you. Thought as years went by Mistuya realised what he felt for you wasn’t just a typical friend bond.

Mitsuya walks towards the house where the party was happening and the moment he opens the door the music gets louder and he feels as if he stepped into another reality. All of the yelling from different people blend into one sound and he tries to push it away and concentrate on the music playing in the background. But his eyes were looking around to see one person that he came here for. And as he took in his surroundings a familiar face could be seen in a corner. Mitsuya’s lips turn upwards and he smiles to himself being glad that it didn’t take too long to find you. Thought as he walked closer he noticed you weren’t alone, you were laughing with someone else. With another guy.

And then Mitsuya suddenly stops in his tracks. And as he looks at you two he feels his thoughts slowly form into a hurricane as his stomach turns and he feels like he’s slowly losing grip from reality.

“Why do I feel like this?” He mumbles to himself.

He has seen you hanging around with plenty of guys and it was never a problem to him. Maybe because they were all Toman members and knew how close you two were? He doesn’t know. He doesn’t fully understand why he feels the ugly emotions he’s feeling now. After all you were his friend.

Ah. Maybe that’s the issue. He’s just looking out after his friend. He doesn’t know if the guy you are talking to has pure intentions with you. You were like his sister.

So he decides to look at you two for a while. You seemed happy talking to the guy. Leaning forwards to him as you laugh at his joke. And the guy gives you a look. Mitsuya knows that look.

He wants to kiss you.

And before Mitsuya can even stop himself he marches up to the two of you and grabs you by the hand. And before you can even react, he has already dragged you outside and you stood near his motorcycle. Mitsuya’s breaths were uneven as his hands now were formed into fists and his knuckles were turning white.

You stood still a bit confused as you looked at a Mitsuya you have never seen before. The weather was a bit chilly and the wind caressed the skin of your bare arms. Then suddenly the reality of the situation hits you and you step closer to Mitsuya.

“What the hell was that, huh?” You ask him with a bit of spite in your voice.

“What was what?” He rolls his eyes as he glances at your figure.

“Mitsuya. Why did you do that?”

And he stops in his tracks. What does he say now? Why did he do it? It felt like at that moment he couldn’t control himself and he just did what his body and mind wanted to do at that moment. What he felt was right. But how does he tell you that without sounding like a complete weirdo? His heart starts beating faster than ever and now thoughts start flooding his mind. Will you hate him for this? Will you two get into a fight? Will you not talk to him for a while? What if he loses you? He cannot tell you the truth.

But his thoughts stop when he feels someone shaking him lightly.

“Taka, snap out of it.” You softly say as you see him gather himself and stand straight again.

“Let’s go for a ride, (Y/N).” He suggests but you cut it short.

“No. We have to talk. What is happening?”

And you see him collecting his thoughts while he tries to speak up. His lips part open for a second and then he closes them. It feels like time slowed down while Mitsuya tries to spit the words out. But it feels like there’s a clump of dirt in his throat getting bigger than ever and for a second Mitsuya looks like a kid again. Lost and afraid, not knowing if he’s going down the right path. You take his hand into yours and with your thumb start drawing circles on his palm, trying to calm him down.

“Don’t hate me after this.” He mumbles.

“I won’t. I could never hate you, Taka.” You softly smile at him.

He needed you now, you think. More than ever. Maybe something happened at home? Maybe there were problems with the gang? Maybe-

“I got jealous.”

Oh?

“Why?” You tilt your head and he thinks you couldn’t look prettier. The moonlight shines on your face and makes it look even more angelic than ever.

“I.. (Y/N). I like you.”

“I like you too, Taka.”

“No. You don’t get it. I like you more than a friend. (Y/N) I got jealous because I want you to laugh at my jokes. I want to be the one to make you smile and I want you to look at me. It made me mad that that guy was getting your full attention and-“ he suddenly stops and his eyes get wider. “I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry, I spoke too much didn’t I?” He moves his hand away from yours and tries to sit down on his bike, but before he can do that he feels your arms snake around his torso.

“Mitsuya Takashi. You’re a complete idiot.” You whisper. “I see only you. I love you.”

He turns around and you see the shock in his eyes. He puts his hand on your cheek and stares deeply into your eyes before asking.

“Can I kiss you?”

Requests open!!

Want to start writing more again since I haven’t been doing that for a while now. Taking requests for: Blue Lock, Jujutsu Kaisen, Tokyo Revengers. Might also do other anime/manga. If it’s not on the list please do still send me the requests. I’ve seen/read way too much, so I might also write about the ones u ask<3

Decade

Even after a decade Shoko still loves you.

I don’t think I mentioned any gender here, so Shoko x reader. Angst to fluff. Love me some Shoko. Around 900 words

Her thumb keeps pressing down on a lighter time after time. There’s a spark, but no fire. Her thin hands began to shake as she gets annoyed at the old and cheap lighter she bought at the small shop near Jujutsu Tech. It’s run by an old and nice lady that just wants to continue her family business, but her children have no interest in that. It’s a sad sight, Shoko thinks as she gives up on the lighter and throws it away. Her back rests on the wall behind her, the same way the unlit cigarette sits between her lips. She looks up to the sky and mumbles something under her breath. Life hasn’t been easy lately. She had one too many patients come to her and all she wants is to relax. But the dark circles under her eyes, the ramen boxes in the trash can in her office, the now useless lighter are just a few signs that she doesn’t remember the last time she could do that.

Suddenly there’s a light under her cigarette and without even checking who offered her this lifesaving (how ironic as the cancer sticks are doing something way opposite) spark. She takes in a deep breath and finally feels the smoke fill her lungs. It burns. But in a way it reminds her that shes alive. She’s here. Still breathing. Then she slowly lifts her eyes up to see to who she owes this thanks and her eyes widen.

You stand in front of her. As beautiful as ever. You’ve matured. Your hands are now full of battle scars that tell your story, your face looks sharper, you’re taller and the soft smile on your face makes her heart beat faster. You’re obviously tired. Tired from carrying the world on your shoulders. Tired from being one of the strongest in your clan. Your hand moves away from her face and you put the lighter back in the pocket of your black leather jacket. The wind blows and moves your hair around with its gust. And Shoko thinks that you’ve never looked prettier. People should worship your beauty. Deities would be jealous of how you looked at that second.

Suddenly she thinks about the summer ten years ago. When you were holding her in your hands and whispering sweet nothings into her ear. Promising a fairy tale future where the two would be happy. Together. It was right before you broke her heart, leaving when someone attacked your clan and started a war. They needed you. But selfishly Shoko thinks she needed you more than they did.

“You look good.” You’re the first to break the silence. You grin but the smile doesn’t reach your eyes and Shoko frowns a bit. “How have you been?” Your voice is scratchy. Like you’ve been yelling for a while. And maybe you were. You were always strong physically but mentally you always needed support, which she understood. If she was the one in your shoes she would’ve probably gave up a long time ago.

“Hm.” She hums and looks you up and down, smoke surrounding the both of you and she wishes it could bring you closer to her. “I’ve been okay. Same old.” Shoko’s voice sounds more womanly, you think. It’s mature. It’s the voice of a mother that tells her children tales as old as time. “How are you? It’s been a while.” Ten years, Shoko wanted to scream. It’s been ten years without you.

“As good as a sorcerer could be, I guess.” You laugh slightly.

“Not so sure about that.” Shoko scoffs. “You’re not enjoying your time stuck somewhere in an expensive mansion with millions in your bank.”

“How do you know I’m not?” You tilt your head to the side.

“You wouldn’t be here.”

“I’m here to see you.” Shoko swears her heart stops after you say that. Her lips tremble a bit and she feels like a teenager in love all over again. Crazy how you can just show up and turn her world over. But she can’t let you do that. What if you slip away from her grasp again? Shoko couldn’t live with a second heartbreak. So she just nods her head.

“I’m sorry.” Your voice is soft now. “I wish things would’ve been different.” You sigh and look to the side, studying the nature surrounding you both. “I had to leave. My clan needed me. And I knew you deserved someone better. Someone who could actually stay by your side. I didn’t want you to worry about me too much.” You smile at her. “I wanted you to be with someone who could actually promise you their safety. I was living every day questioning my existence.”

“You’re an idiot.” Shoko puffs out the smoke of her cigarette. “An idiot to believe that I would ever love someone as much as I loved you.”

She feels you take her palm into your hands as you now stare into her eyes with so many emotions.

“Then please. Let me make up for all of the years we lost. I know it’s been a decade.. But my love for you always stayed.”

Shoko smiles and the cigarette falls down to the rock path. She steps one step closer to you and your lips touch.

For the first time in ten years Shoko feels alive again.

What’s your favourite scary movie?

Ghostface!Geto x f!reader

Your ex was always a bit weird, but you still loved him. After breaking up you went to your first halloween party with your friends. What could go wrong?

Warnings: death, blood, horror?, crazy Geto, swearwords, maybe a tiny bit suggestive? Geto is an asshole.

Around 1.6k words

English is not my first language and I did not re-read this. Spelling mistakes?

You stand in front of the bedroom mirror looking at yourself. The costume fit you well, hugging all the right spots. You’ve never looked hotter. Shoko, your friend which somehow managed to drag you into this mess, whistled behind you.

“You look good.” she smirked as she took out the last cigarette from her beat down box that looked like it was run over by that stupid bus that takes you to university. “You should put on those white thigh high socks and then I’ll spray you with some blood.”

“Hopefully it’s fake.” you roll your eyes and smirk at the med student. “I don’t want any of your study rat’s blood on me.”

“You’ll find out afterwards.” Shoko says sarcastically and leaves the room while the smell of cigarettes stays right there with you and travels all the way to her room.

You let out a sigh as you fix your cheerleader uniform and then walk up to a drawer, starting to look for those white thigh high socks. You hum a tune as you finally take them out, putting them on and then on top of them you put on your worn out converses that you don’t mind spraying with fake blood. Shoko steps back in the room and before you can even react you feel something cold, wet and sticky splash onto your body.

“What the fuck, Shoko?!” You squeal as you turn to look at your friend. She was already standing there with the biggest grin and then you feel more of the substance hitting your body. “Bitch!?”

She just laughs.

“Finally you look perfect.” She says and takes the last hit of her cigarette before putting it out in an ashtray you left for her in your room. You bought it when you went to Paris with your ex. You grimace at the memory and shake your head.

“Gojo is coming with us.” She says as she looks at her phone. Funnily enough, she was a bloody nurse for halloween. Said it was an easy costume as she already had all of the clothes she’ll never use again from previous years.

“Will he be there?” You ask with a slight tone to your voice.

“Don’t know. Gojo didn’t say and I didn’t ask.” She shook her shoulders and took you by your hand. “C’mon let’s go. Gojo’s waiting outside.”

“Already?” You raise an eyebrow as you follow her out.

-

The same second you stepped into the party, Gojo was already gone. He was dressed up as Jack Frost and you only rolled your eyes as he ran after the first hot girl he saw. Shoko on the other hand stayed with you for a while but then left to look for someone who had cigarettes and wanted to share. So you were left all alone standing in the stupid party you didn’t even want to come to.

You saw a few familiar faces here and there, no one you were too close with. Though it was quite okay. At least you weren’t stuck in your room, depressing over your ex-boyfriend.

You fix your skirt as you take a step towards the kitchen. Your throat was dry and you wanted another beer. As you walk into the kitchen the music dims down behind you. Whoever was throwing this party was rich. Everything was neat and expensive. Even the fridge was way bigger than necessary. You smirk as you notice the note on the fridge informing you that instead of ice, there was wine in there. You take a glass and pour yourself some. But before you can take a sip something stops you. A sound. A scream.

Someone was screaming out of pain. Your eyebrows furrow as you slowly get closer to the door. Was that just a part of this party? After all it was halloween. But before you can check it out, someone touches your shoulder and you drop the wine. You let out a scream and turn around to see Gojo towering over you with the biggest smirk.

“You asshole!” You point a finger at his chest while he just laughs.

“You should’ve seen your face! It was so funny.” He wipes off tears from his eyes. “I should’ve taken a-“ suddenly he goes quiet and his eyes widen.

“Satoru?” You ask softly before looking down at his stomach. It was bloody. And the blood spot was getting bigger while something sharp was sticking out. Suddenly it was removed and Gojo opens his mouth for a second. But all that could be heard was a gurgling sound. Blood spills out of his mouth and his body goes limp, falling onto the floor. Once where was his body, stood a tall masked and hooded figure.

Without a word you start running as fast as you could. As you leave the room you see more dead bodies laying around as people try to leave the house, boarding the doors and pushing each other. You start running towards the stairs to the second floor. Maybe you could jump out the window. It wasn’t the safest plan but there was no other option. You heard your shoes hit the floor as you run up the stairs, opening doors of random rooms. You see a big window in one and you smile in victory as you run to it. You start opening it and then look down. It was quite a fall but you’d survive. Maybe strain something or break a bone in the worst case scenario. Or in the best one, after all you don’t want death.

One of your legs go through the window, but before you could jump someone grabs onto your hair and pulls you back. You let out a terrifying scream out of fear and pain and feel something sharp next to your throat. You try not to squirm too much as the sharp tip of the blade was touching your neck.

“Hey.” A deep voice that sounded robotic says. “What’s your favourite scary movie?”

“I don’t watch scary movies.” You answer in a whisper, too scared to move.

“You have a boyfriend, beautiful?”

“Why is this how you want to ask me out on a date?” You spit the words out this time in a panic, thinking about Shoko. Was she dead? Did she manage to get out? Suddenly Gojo’s dead body lingers in your mind and tears well up in your eyes.

“Maybe. Do you have a boyfriend?” He asks again getting closer to your ear.

“No.”

He throws you onto the bed and laughs. His gloved hand grabs onto the end of the mask and pulls it up. And suddenly you’re met with the brown eyes your so familiar with. They’re wide with lust and adrenaline as he looks at you with a big creepy smile. If none of this was happening - you would think he looks quite hot. But now you’ve never been more scared of your ex.

“Awe. You never looked for anyone else. So cute. Such a good girl.” He smirks as he steps closer to you.

“Y-you.. You killed Gojo?” You couldn’t believe it. Why would Geto kill his own best friend?

“He was getting too close to you for my liking.” Suddenly he pressed the blade into your thigh, slashing it a bit and staining your white thigh highs with more blood. This time though, it wasn’t fake. You let out a whine out of pain and he shuts you up with a kiss. “You belong to me. Don’t you ever forget that.” He whispers into your lips and brings the knife to your throat.

“Please.. Please don’t kill me.” You ask while tears fall down your face and he just chuckles wiping them off. His hands were stained with blood and while touching you he was also staining you with the blood of your innocent friends.

“You’re so pretty when you beg.” He grins. The tip of the blade reaches your shirt and he starts cutting it open. “Y’wanna know why I killed them all?” He hums. “Because I fucking hated them. I hated them all. Stupid monkeys.. So filthy and stained by the world. And I hate you too. Oh you have no idea how much I fucking hate you.”

“Suguru..” you let out a chocked sob.

“Shh.. shut up.” He grabs your face, squishing your cheeks making your lips pout. “You’re so pretty, but so fucking dumb. If you-“

Sirens of police were heard outside and Geto smirks as he steps away.

“If you tell anyone. I’ll kill every single person you love. And then.. I’ll kill you.” He puts his mask down and the robotic voice is back again. “By the way.. You look so hot in that costume.”

And then he’s gone again as you lay in the bed all alone and bloody, crying.

Extra:

You were laying on the couch in the living room. It’s been a few weeks after the incident. Shoko was safe. She was the one who called the police as she was outside for quite a while, smoking a cigarette. Now she was in school as you were left at home alone.

The phone rang and you lazily picked it up.

“Hello?” You say softly, as you were laying really comfortable and almost falling asleep.

“(Y/N). What’s your favourite scary movie?”

Hunger

Dabi never got over the hungry feeling scratching inside of his body - itching to get out. Flowing in his blood. Seeping out of his pores. The anger - the obsession. You had to be his. (aka Dabi’s childhood best friend becomes a hero and he realises that his feelings never left).

Yandere-ish? Dabi x reader (no gender specified). This is like 600-700 words, so it’s just an idea I had. Might turn it into a longer fic later? This also might not be too realistic since I dropped mha a long time ago

(y/h/n) - your hero name

The bar is empty. The untouched whiskey glasses that sat on top of the cupboards - covered in a thick layer of dust. It’s quiet and the loudest noise in the room is coming from a clock which stayed hung in the corner of the leagues hideout. Shigaraki had left a while ago, probably to run away from the real problems for a few hours and play a few sessions of the game he was overly obsessed with. The others (which were seen on more rare occasions in the bar - unless it had to do something with the meetings) were gone at this hours.

The people that spent most time there, were Dabi and Shigaraki themselves (with the exception of Kurogiri, as he served as the bartender of this lonely bar).

Dabi lets out a sigh as he tilts his head backwards, the staples digging into his skin and he clenches his jaw. An uncomfortable feeling which he was more than used to after all these years. One of the few clean glasses was snug in his palm, no longer cold as the ice had melted a while ago. He slowly lifts it up to his lips and as the the chipped rim touches his bottom lip, he downs whatever mixture of melted ice and shitty cheap whiskey runs down his throat. He grimaces a bit, but shakes off the feeling of disgust. It was better than it had been before. At least now he has where to stay - a roof over his head. And now there’s other people around him too. He’s no longer alone. He sneers in his mind. He’s no longer alone. He needs to be alone. He doesn’t need the help of others to finally get revenge on the man he had to call a father. He tips his head to the front and puts the glass down, rougher than intended. It slams onto the table, filling the room with a loud bang for a second. The same hand reaches for the remote next to it and clicks on the first button it touches. He needs to fill the silence before it drives him completely mad.

But what he doesn’t expect to see is a familiar face. But it’s not a face that causes an unpleasant feeling to seep into his bones. No. It’s quite the opposite. His lips twitch as a small smirk forms on his face, his eyebrows raise in amusement. Finally. Something interesting.

“A new pro-hero is climbing up the ranks. In just a few months, the incredible (y/h/n) has reached the top five.” A woman with dark curly hair, smiles and pictures are displayed on the screen. Your pictures. “The people have been head over heels for the new young hero! The new generation of youth-“ she continues talking, but Dabi blocks out her voice.

You became a hero. You had chosen to continue the path that the both of you had to walk through. You continued the dream that Dabi had buried years ago, with Touya. His finger starts tapping the wooden bar top as a low, rumbling chuckle slips past his lips. He leans forward and rests his face on his palm. A small spark sets off in the inside of his body. A desire.. No. A need. Dabi needs to have you. You’re the only one that can bring some familiarity back into his life that has been longing, without even realising it. The sound of a chair scraping the floor echoes in the room and Dabi slowly walks out of the building of the hideout, the TV still playing in the background. He realises that he never got over the hungry feeling scratching inside of his body - itching to get out. Flowing in his blood. Seeping out of his pores. The anger - the obsession. You had to be his. One way or another, you’ll be laying in his arms soon enough.

He’ll make sure of it.

Darry taking care of you after getting your wisdom teeth removed would entail;

tags/warnings: [no warnings really besides Darry being a little shit and also being completely in love with you, cringe dialogue ahead, established relationship, fem reader, he’s in college in the film so it’s not really college AU! But]. genre: 🧸fluff

a/n:this is kind of a random starting point lmao, I’m slowly wading back into writing but alas, I fear I’m a bit too discombobulated and unfocused to write out an entire fic so here are some headcannons to work through the writers block and also because we all deserve a Darry, i think 🧋⌨️

* If he had access to you right afterwards he’d definitely be recording you.

* “How’re you feeling baby?” He’d snicker while eying you through the Lens of his cam-recorder , waiting for you to say something stupid having not realized that those failarmy videos tend to be outliers and you were most likely just gonna be tired.

* He’d also probably try and tell you weird lies to see if your sense of reality was off enough for you to bite.

* “Hey babe? Holy shit- is David from the lost boys outside the car window?”

* He’d insist on being your designated driver and would pay very close attention to whatever discharge instructions you were given so he knew how to best care for you.

* Dude has the absolute biggest soft spot for you, seeing you all loopy would just trigger it even more .

* “Aww, c’mere sweetheart, you okay?” He’d ask softly , wrapping his arms around you to steady you.

* After asking five more times how you were doing in the car, he’d ask you if you wanted anything on the way home as though you truly had a choice; a milkshake would be mandatorily bought.

* He’d cancel anything just to make sure he could say with you. Classes, work; he even asked his strictest professor for time off.

* “An excused absence? For what, exactly?“

* “My girlfriends getting her wisdom teeth taken out, I just need to make sure she gets home okay and everything.”

* He always feels his heart swell a little anytime he refers to you as his girlfriend to anyone else.

* As corny as it is it just forces him to re-conceptualize the fact that the two of you are together and it hits him all over again.

* even using the title with his grumpy physics professor gives him a weird sense of pride.

* In general darry is a very attentive lover.

* He’s a sensitive person and along with that comes a certain level of intuitiveness , he can often read the room to see how he can make you more comfortable, to think of anything you need etc.

* if you’re missing classes and there’s things you can’t access online he’ll be sure to get them for you.

* you want a bag of Cheetos? An iced coffee? It’s yours, doesn’t matter what time of day or night, darry is an absolute simp and would get it for you though depending on his mood he may get a little whiny (as though it hadn’t been his intent to get it for you the entire time. )

* So as you can imagine, the above applies even more so if you’re sick or need to be taken care of.

* Trish, who sees her brother as immature and selfish (albeit, in an endearingly annoying kid brother way) would be flabbergasted once she witnessed how tentative her brother is around you.

* She’d never admit it to him directly but it’d make her proud to see how much he’d matured though she’d probably tell you as much, jokingly asking what you did to straighten him out.

* He’ll literally get you anything you’d ever want or need and would stay with you throughout the period of your recovery.

* Even things that you deemed as gross or embarrassing wouldn’t deter him from wanting to be at your side.

* “Darry, don’t look!” You slurred around the gauze you were attempting to pull from your mouth, looking up at his reflection appearing behind you. He scoffed, holding you against him by your hips as his eyes met yours in the mirror . “What?“

* “I don’t want you to see me like this it’s gross”

* “You getting shy on me?” He’d snake his arms around you at that, laughing into your hair.

* “Relax, sweetheart. Only embarrassing thing is you can’t kiss me, fuckin loser.”

* But make no mistake, he’d 100% be teasing you the whole time.

* If your lips and chin are numb at first he’s gonna constantly tell you that you’re drooling on him since you can’t tell whether it’s true or not.

* “Shut up, man.” He laughed as you elbowed him lightly once your the back of your hand came back from your chin dry.

* Darry is pretty clingy so this is ideal for him (well, minus you being in pain), he’s happy to have an excuse just to spend time with you.

* He wouldn’t even playfully banter about which movie you should put on, he’d let you have full reign over the remote .

* He’d also make sure you had the appropriate snacks that wouldn’t exacerbate your condition as well.

* “Shit, uh…what do old people with no teeth eat? Ice cream, yeah?”

* “what the fuck Darry”

* You guys don’t fight a lot but playful banter is a staple, just like it was before the two of you started dating .

* Since he knows you better than anyone else, both as a lover and as a friend, he’d gauge how facetious to get with you and would be much gentler if need be, his banter would be for the benefit of your amusement rather than to engage in the usual back and forth you’d grown accustomed to.

* Especially seeing as how your capabilities for speech would be limited.

* (He would tease you a little on that though, for sure)

* He’s touch starved, you can’t tell me otherwise and would just completely bask in your company as he spooned you on the couch or where ever the two of you happened to be.

* He’s pretty gentle by nature but he’d make sure to be extra careful with how he held you, making sure not to put pressure against your face when you laid against him.

* Would let you wear his clothes if you wanted, might steal one of your t-shirts to make you laugh.

* “What? You gonna call me a poser because I don’t listen to…” He trails off, stifling a laugh and pulling the fabric from his midriff to make out the writing on whichever one of your band shirts he’d grabbed.

* Stroking your hair from your face as he looks at you, teasing you for having “chipmunk cheeks” from the swelling while simultaneously touching you with the most tenderness you’d ever been Handled with.

* “Y’know, you look cute this like this”

* “Hm?”

* “Quiet, for once.”

He’d literally squeal as you dangled a gross bloody tissue at him in mock reprimand of his comment.

* Even softer than usual, calling you all the most sentimental pet names he has for you (and the sillier ones as well of course, that can’t be helped )

* Sweetheart, baby, pretty girl, princess etc.

* He’s definitely the type to verbalize it often, but his actions are blatant testimony to how much he loves you.

I'm thinking about what I could post here... Does anyone have any ideas ? I'd really like to post about BTS and maybe other idols, art, and debates and why not science. Is that interesting to anyone ?

── .✦ 𓂃syn.: your s/o patiently waited your at home when you finally stepped in but in a much worse state than he would have thought. relaxing in bed without an inch of effort under minutes he was in just the right mood. ── .✦ 𓂃wc.: 1,8k ── .✦ 𓂃cw.: somnophilia, clit play, breeding kink, fem! reader, dubcon, auralism, fingering, creampie, overstim, p in v, cunnilingus, dirty talk, praising, pet names, slight degrading, messy writing (?), pwp (i guess), most of the times i called it cock bc calling it dick is just— fucking disgusting. imsosorry for word repeating

!!!a/n!!!.: i didnt really write smut before bc i didnt really had the interest in it but i thought ill give it a try and here it is, SORRY FOR POSSIBLE SLIP UPS IN ADVANCE!!, tried my best! also this is without a character, just with a person called your ‘s/o’ or ‘love’ so feel free to imagine it with anyone! personal note but i always craved works like this but couldn’t really find so i gave in.

without a single mutter of word, you about to fall across your house, struggling to get into the living room. eyes threatening to close at any given minute, you hear a soft humm next to you, not realizing your s/o's presence.

groggily you turn your head towards him. he didn’t even bothered asking, sighing out long. simply just scooping you up from the couch with surprisingly not much effort, carrying your body into your shared bedroom.

“you still want to have that movie marathon, darling?..” the question falls off from his lips, somewhat sounding sadly seeing your worn out presence thanks to your hard working all day. nodding, not wanting to disappoint him in such ways, he shook his head in disbelief.

a strong arm draped around your shoulder, basically functioning as a very comfy pillow to you right at the moment, the sounds from the tv starts to fade away, your eyes getting unfocused and at the end your body feeling itself drifting off to sleep.

your s/o watched all this happen thoroughly, pressing a smooch to your forehead, then to your cheek and the bridge of your nose. your soft breathing caressed his face, making him hypnotized almost. leaning back and freeing his arm under your body, his addam's apple bobbing out as he gulped, his cheeks were now tinted with faint blush, reaching up to his ears.

the small lace of your top falling down delicately on your shoulders in while you were in an attempt to reach after him, seeing the slight outline of your nipples peak through the thin clothes’ fabric. shorts thankfully for all those rocking around in the bed, rolled up on your plush thighs.

your faint whines hit his ear, missing his close presence next to your body so he hurriedly crawled on top of you, caging you, —not like you could’ve or wanted to escape— he leaned down his torso on yours, flush against each other. separating your legs carefully not to wake you up, moving between them, bending your knees to make more space for himself. the tension between you and him, even in your sleep was thick, and by now it was quite hard for your s/o to hold back those urges boiling inside him.

“shh.. i’m here.. you— you just sleep.. okay?” his words soothed your worries about him leaving you alone and cold on the large bed. pink lips now grazing your inner thighs, breathing softly against it, making you shudder in your sleep. turning into almost a make-out session with you legs, his mouth now kissing your soft tummy, pushing your top further up but not past your breasts. his fingers hooked into the waistband of your night wear, tugging it slowly down all while eyeing all your expressions plastered on your face with a smug smirk, moving your pretty legs so they were draped over his shoulders.

your hands clenched unconsciously while turning your head to the other side, tried tossing around further more. his palms got pressed flat against the side of your leg, keeping you firmly in place while he whispered close to your, now unclothed cunt.

“hey.. calm down, love.. you just lay there, yeah?..” his voice breathy, blowing against your sensitive ends of nerves, you feeling your insides twitch at the same. “don’t worry about anything.. i'll take care of it.. now, close your eyes back, pretty..”

the tip of his fingers playing with your folds slowly, separating them and smearing your own wetness further down your legs and on your belly, “what a beautiful sight..” leaning dangerously closer now, two of his digits pushed themselves in you, your walls clenching around them. he couldn’t help but scoff teasingly as your back arched up, with his free hands pushing down your torso back to the soft mattress under you, keeping it there for a brief second then placing it back to your hips, setting you in place again.

small moans fell from your lips, when his tongue suddenly darted out, hungrily lapping your essence away but yet with tenderness while his digits pumped in and out at the same time. his mouth latched onto your swollen clit the sounds of wetness ringing in his ear with each draw. collecting saliva in his mouth and letting it drip from his mouth, straight on his slender fingers making the gooey sound even louder. he felt his pants tighten just by listening that, grunting as his eyebrows furrowed, his voice vibrated against you, sending shivers all across your whole. fingers fastening along with the pace of his tongue, trying to only concentrate on your body’s sound.

you whirled around once again, muttering soft pleas alongside but kept your eyes closed all while, just like your s/o asked you to. your tummy twisted, feeling yourself getting closer and closer to the end and oh did he feel that too, with your legs shaking crazily around his figure and louder and louder moans slipping out from you. then unexpectedly all sensation stopped when he removed both his hand and tongue. straightening up a bit, desperately aching for air, gasping he raised his two fingers —which was coated with your glossy fluid, dripping from your excitement— to his mouth, breathlessly pushing it between his lips, taking a long stroke with his tongue along the one of them, his taste buds coming in contact with your sweetness, —not as if a moment ago he wasn't madly eating you out.

you huffed, ready to sit up again, trying to cling back to him in your sleep, to have his fingers again deep inside of you again, melting away on the soft, light sheets. “relax.. relax... what a good, pretty girl.. letting slip their self control away right as i touch them.. all while being in a sleep slumber” opening your weary eyes, just in a thin line, trying to search for your lover. “no no no… close them back,” he retorted with a snarky tone, one of his eyebrows further up than the other one as he continuously grinned. “close them.. or i will stop here and now.. that’s it, being obedient is not so hard after all, am i right?” awaiting your answer which in the end wasn’t given, he positioned himself on his knees quietly.

nothing happened, just his hands trying to free himself from his sweatpants, struggling to get it off, as swiftly as he could possibly do it while being all pent up. letting out shushing noises to calm you down from any further movement. “shh.. i’m here.. i’m just.. making some space for myself, okay?..” finishing off the sentence after almost ripping his clothes apart furiously, he inhaled sharply, his pants got tossed to the foot of the bed. with one of his hands relentlessly restraining your hips while aligning himself up and not waiting nothing, bottoming himself out in you right away, letting himself slip all the way in his other hand found their place on your hip with a strong grip. your heat consumed him, taking away all his remained sanity right at the moment.

"ohh— dear heavens— what an obedient—.." with a groan, biting off himself while feeling your depth. then pulled out at an agonizingly slow pace, leaving only his fat tip stretching you out. "a good, pretty slut.. taking my cock so— well.. mhhh.." still ever so quiet, he continued his rambling on, not being sure though if you've heard or not, although judging by all those nasty expressions and noises you let escape, he had doubts.

"f—fuck this feels so good.. don't move.." his nails digging into your soft flesh, leaving half circle marks over your skin. "don't you dare fucking move.." he snarled through gritted teeth, his hold not faltering. the sheets already so crumpled up under you, sweat dripping from both of your bodies, mixing together and hair messy, as he now pushed himself back, inch by inch. slowly. making him completely go insane by his own actions. your heels digging into his large back, surely because of wanting to feel more and more of him deeply inside you.

without another word spoken, fastening his pace with each thrust, wet sounds and bed creaking echoed back from the dark walls. the only and only light source the television but that was long forgotten by now for both of you. he could see clearly obviously all what happened underneath him, all your movements, harshly smacking his hips into yours as you gripped onto the pillows tightly. squelching suppressed his moans and whines, almost as if biting back, to only hear your walls' sounds around his length. and yeah that's what he did. biting down on his plump red lips, drawing out blood almost, squeezing eyes together and all focus being placed on his ears.

"yes— yes yes yes, baby, those sounds, shit—" muttering away under his breath as his cock twitched more and more within the minutes passing, all the wetness running down on your leg and coating in his shaft too. "those fucking sounds— makes me.. want to just come inside you—.. and painting you all white—yeah you—you would love that wouldn't you?—.. " those words caressed your ears. against your will your hips started to rock themselves against him, now making his tip kiss your cervix. "whoah—.. what a nasty girl!" he sneered quietly at your desperate action "grinding yourself? in your sleep?" with that snarky remark of his, rutting crazily now, he angled his head backwards, his locks flying back in the same time. your back arched up as you felt that warm sensation in your tummy.

"close now, huh?— c'mon.. let it go, love. make a mess— aghh, make a fucking mess on my cock.." he grunted, not being able to hold back his voice anymore. "yes yes yes, that's it— you want it too am i right? hahh— of course—.. hnnn—.." letting one side of your waist, his pretty and tender fingers fastly wrote down circles and patterns across your clit, rubbing it furiously synchronically with his thrusts.

"yesss— give it to me, my sweet slut—.." with a louder yelp from you, he felt you clenching harder, but his movements didn't falter even for a bit, still pounding heavily. your head tossed around and tried to move your hips to get away from him, his grip held you down in your place firmly. "i know, i know pretty... just a bit more okay?— just.. a little more, endure it.. i'm— close too! f—fuck—!.. you feel so good—.." with you and him panting for air, he could the white ring forming around his dick at your entrance, glancing at it, then back at your fucked out face, his torso leaned on yours as he comfortably settled down on you, with his now softening member still deep inside you.

he kissed your forehead as you still were gasping for air, your s/o folded their arms around you secure, now being ready to have a good rest with you in his hold.

I was tagged by the lovely Renee (aka destinies-are-troublesome-things). Let’s get started!   

1. Write your name in song titles. 

 Amnesia - 5 Seconds of Summer 

Nobody’s Perfect - Jessie J 

Nasty - Pixie Lott 

Afire Love - Ed Sheeran 

2. Why did you choose your URL? 

 A lot of my personality is made up of my fandoms and thing that I like, so I wanted some way to represent that. 

3. What’s your middle name? 

Lucienne, after my great-great-grandmother. 

4. If you could be a fictional/fairy tale being, who would you be? 

I would love to have some sort of power/magic so probably someone like Wanda Maximoff or Hermione Granger. 

5. Favourite colour? 

Purple, red or turquoise. 

6. Favourite song? 

Probably either Riptide by Vance Joy or Photograph by Ed Sheeran. 

7. Top three fandoms? 

Oh god, probably Teen Wolf, The Maze Runner and The Avengers. 

8. Why do you like Tumblr? 

Tumblr is the first place I’ve been able to completely be myself and not be judged by anyone and be accepted into the community. 

9. Tag people 

I tag imagining-in-the-mcu, accal1a and shankitsune. Don’t worry if you’ve already done it.

Prompt List

I compiled some prompt lists I found to form a list of 76 kiss prompts. Send in a number and a character and one of us shall write a one shot based on it. 

“Good morning” kiss

Kiss on the forehead 

Drunk/sloppy kiss

Awkward kiss 

Angry kiss 

“I’m sorry” kiss 

“I’ve missed you” kiss 

Seductive kiss

“War’s End” kiss 

“Goodbye” kiss

“I almost lost you” kiss

Kiss on the nose 

Kiss on the ear

Kiss on the neck

Kiss on the back 

New Year’s kiss

Needing to kiss to hide from bad guys

“I do” kiss 

Shy kiss 

Surprised kiss 

Kiss on a dare 

Sad kiss 

Exhausted parents kiss 

Kiss of life 

Kiss inspired by a song

Jealous kiss

Giggly kiss

First kiss 

Last kiss 

Kiss under a full moon

Kiss at dusk 

Kiss at dawn

Kiss in a dream 

Returned from the dead kiss 

Themed kisses

“We can never be together” kiss 

It’s-the-end-of-the-world kiss

Awkward teenage crush kiss

Spin the bottle kiss

Hiding/hoping not to be caught kiss

Forbidden kiss

Sated kiss

Soft kiss

Tender kiss

Passionate kiss

Long kiss

Quick kiss

Morning kiss

Before Bed kiss

In Secret kiss

Public kiss

Accidentally Witnessed kiss

Against a wall kiss

Against a Locker kiss

True Love kiss

Caught off-guard kiss

Breaking The Kiss To Say Something, Staying So Close That You’re Murmuring Into Each Other’s Mouths

Moving Around While Kissing, Stumbling Over Things, Pushing Each Other Back Against The Wall/Onto The Bed

Kissing So Desperately That Their Whole Body Curves Into The Other Person’s 

Throwing Their Arms Around The Other Person, Holding Them Close While They Kiss

Hands On The Other Person’s Back, Fingertips Pressing Under Their Top, Drawing Gentle Circles Against That Small Strip Of Bare Skin That Make Them Break The Kiss With A Gasp

Lazy Morning Kisses Before They’ve Even Opened Their Eyes, Still Mumbling Half-Incoherently, Not Wanting To Wake Up

Routine Kisses Where The Other Person Presents Their Cheek/Forehead For The Hello/Goodbye Kiss Without Even Looking Up From What They’re Doing

Being Unable To Open Their Eyes For A Few Moments Afterward 

One Small Kiss, Pulling Away For An Instant, Then Devouring Each Other 

Staring At The Other’s Lips, Trying Not To Kiss Them, Before Giving In

When One Stops The Kiss To Whisper “I’m Sorry, Are You Sure You-” And They Answer By Kissing Them More

A Hoarse Whisper “Kiss Me”

Following The Kiss With A Series Of Kisses Down The Neck

Starting With A Kiss Meant To Be Gentle, Ending Up In Passion

A Gentle “I Love You” Whispered After A Soft Kiss, Followed Immediately By A Stronger Kiss

When One Person’s Face Is Scrunched Up, And The Other One Kisses Their Lips/Nose/Forehead 

Height Difference Kisses Where One Person Has To Bend Do Wn And The Other Is On Their Tippy Toes 

Kisses Where One Person Is Sitting In The Other’s Lap 

Kisses Meant To Distract The Other Person From Whatever They Were Intently Doing 

Top Of Head Kisses