cw; major character death, hurt no comfort, tokyo revengers manga theory spoilers (chapter 241+), haitani brothers
notes – i'm not sorry 🥰 this is just a warm up for when i continue nefelibata
also yes this does divulge in a ran and rindou theory people have come up with in the recent manga chapters so have fun hehe
The Haitani brothers had always been a package deal. You wouldn't find Ran without Rindou, and you most certainly wouldn't find the younger brother without the older brother looming over his right shoulder.
... So why is Ran on the floor? He's just sleeping, right? A funny joke. Rindou could feel himself break out into a physical cold sweat.
Why isn't he moving? This isn't a time to be sleeping... Ran? The blonde brother felt the name tear at his throat as he stumbled with the kick thrown his way. No response. Everything fell into a subtle blur behind him.
Blood. Why was there blood. Whywhywhywhywhywhy-
He frantically raced from his fight, knees painfully ripping at the ground as he slid to his big brothers aid. Shaky hands pulled the older one up and half resting in the youngers lap. Rindou pressed his ear to Ran's chest. Why wasn't it beating?
"Hey get up," Rindou couldn't help the croak that came from his throat "why are you doing this now? Stop messin' with me!" No one stopped their fighting.
Did... did no one care that Ran was... Rindou sobbed pathetically as he cradled his brothers slowly chilling corpse "Please..." He whispered "I'm nothing without you... I'm... your shadow..." He could hardly find himself breathing "Ran please."
Ran did not reply. Rindou knew that he wouldn't. Dead people can't talk.
But the small string of hope he clung to forced tearful pleas from his mouth.
"I'm begging you. Please talk to me."
Roppongi only had one lonely ruler. One half of a crown - Rindou Haitani.
[ 𝑻𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏'𝒔 𝑩𝒊𝒈 𝑺𝒊𝒔 ]
- PROLOGUE
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" i've made many mistakes in my lifetime, but you guys.. are the best ones i've made! "
i've made the prologue to my fanfic ! i didn't know how to send it to you, so i just wanted to give you the link, or you can go through my profile (still situating it, so it's rather messy ^^).
here's the link if you want to read it through Wattpad :
" 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒈 𝒔𝒊𝒔, 𝒌𝒊𝒅 ! "
off causing trouble with the well known gang that goes by Toman, big sis keep...
[ 𝑻𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏'𝒔 𝑩𝒊𝒈 𝑺𝒊𝒔 ]
- PROLOGUE
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" i've made many mistakes in my lifetime, but you guys.. are the best ones i've made! "
i've made the prologue to my fanfic ! i didn't know how to send it to you, so i just wanted to give you the link, or you can go through my profile (still situating it, so it's rather messy ^^).
here's the link if you want to read it through Wattpad :
" 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒊𝒈 𝒔𝒊𝒔, 𝒌𝒊𝒅 ! "
off causing trouble with the well known gang that goes by Toman, big sis keep...
hi hi! i’ve been a silent supporter but i wanted to come by and say that im really excited for ‘cracks in my ceiling’! i can’t wait to see the growth in your writing and how the story is going to develop! make sure to take breaks and thank you for taking the time out of your day to write! - manjiro’s hoe
so sorry for the late reply on this hehe
but thank you so much! im very excited to continue with my writing after i feel better :) ❤️
hi there! i'm kind of new to this whole tumblr thing, so apologizes if i make any mistakes!
i dont really have a question, but i plan on making this tokyo revengers fanfiction on wattpad, and i really LOVED your "Toman's Big Sis" writing & i was wondering if i could use some of the scenarios from your writing pieces in my fanfic perhaps ?? i wanted to check in with you first before i start.
i'll still acknowledge your writing if you were to allow me, but i dont wanna pressure you with my request ^^" !!
again, no pressure if you dont want me to use your writing pieces !! thank you, have a wonderful day/night/afternoon/evening !
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p.s. the fanfic's not for any profitable investment
you're more than welcomed to! they're only basic scenarios and headcanons so credit isnt needed! :)
thank you so much for asking though! ❤️ tag me in the comments when you post, id love to see it
They wondered what the afterlife felt like. It certainly was warm, and soft, and cosy, and oddly… familiar smelling? They shot up from the bed, slamming their face into the supposed wooden side table on their clumsy ascend and cradling their aching face.
That hurt.
More than it should’ve…
With painful tears brimming their tired eyes, they peered around the place that was already causing them so much agony. Those ugly light olive curtains, the peeling faded pink wallpaper, the dirty beige carpet, the lonely oak desk in the corner of the room by the heater. This was familiar – this was the room they had painstakingly lived in throughout elementary and middle school. The room that constantly smelled like gone-off milk, the room that always had that weird yellow stain that was awkwardly covered up by the tacky rainbow rug that wasn’t big enough to fully hide it, the room that creaked with every breath.
The room they hated with every fibre of their being.
They abruptly coughed, covering their nose and mouth with their left hand. They were surprised middle school them could stand the vile smell of the room, even if this was just a… dream…
It couldn’t be a dream – they concluded sourly as they continued to look around the room with furrowed brows. The push over the railing into the river was far too real, the chilling handprint could still be felt in-between their shoulder blades. The bitter “goodnight” muttered by the man, yes, man, that ended their peaceful life, was still ringing in their ears.
Fishing the ugly flip phone from the wicked side table, where they always remembered flinging the device after a long day, they flipped it open.
2005
The year… their nose felt itchy, and their body grew uncomfortable. What on Earth was happening? There’s no way that Y/N L/N died at 26 by some random man late at night and ended up back at 14. It wasn’t theoretically possible. Confusion set into their bones as they patted at their own body, a clear difference in body type from their much older counterpart.
Pinch.
“Ouch…” It definitely wasn’t like the movies – and Y/N doubted that a simple pinch would be enough to break them out of this hellish nightmare anyways. With a shaky, unstable inhale and equal exhale, they threw the blankets from their body and swivelled around to get off of the bed.
The feeling of the prickly carpet beneath their feet made them sneer – especially compared to the luxury fluffy carpet they were used to in later life, in their well decorated and amazingly looked after fifth story apartment.
Although, they could hardly blame their parents for their depriving financial situation at this point in life – therapy was expensive, rehab was expensive, living was expensive. Y/N let themselves get acquainted with their significantly shorter height, and much smaller legs, slowly walking around the room like an unstable baby.
They looked towards the clock – 6:53AM it read in that glitchy, red font. Y/N squinted… did… the clock display… Monday? They froze in their circle-walking, the sudden realisation dawning upon them.
“If it’s a Monday…” They grumbled with upset, squinting eyes as they watched the clock tick closer and closer to 7:00AM “then that means…”
“Y/N, time to get up for school.” Their grandmother croaked from the other side of the door with a polite knock. Their legs gave out, allowing them to collapse to the rough floor, giving their poor knees rug burns.
Lord, please have mercy on this poor soul.
They begged desperately to a Lord who did not listen as the alarm clock screeched with urgency.
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I couldn’t smile as the soccer ball grazed from my foot, straight into the top right corner of the net, followed by the cheering of the crowd, being swarmed by unanimously joyous teammates. I couldn’t smile.
Why can I not smile?
“Because there’s no thrill to excite you,” a voice whimpered in a hushed tone “there’s nothing to gain from brainless nobodies.” It would taunt.
You have been officially invited to participate in BLUE LOCK.
My lip twitched, and the voice grew quiet.
“Blue Lock... huh.”
――― 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ; Ending up in the gross bedroom they remembered reluctantly living in during middle school, Y/N comes to the realisation that they’re back in 2005 - and second chances are granted, with several pinches of painful salt.
――― 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ; Mentions of suicide, major and minor character deaths, mentions of aggravated sexual assault, mentions of abuse (emotional/mental/physical), mentions of severe mental illness, descriptive feelings of anxiety and depression, substance abuse, violence
――― 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ; Swearing, angst, spoilers from the Tokyo Revengers manga and anime
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