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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.
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.
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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.
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.
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
Geto x f!reader. Mentions of death. This is fluff to angst. Spoilers for JJK!
Almost holding his hand.
The first year of Jujutsu Tech was interesting to say the least. Getting out of your comfort zone and meeting new people you would spend a lifetime with. It was all so sudden. You left your clan, your family behind and started a new life there.
Though after a while you managed to settle down. Your three classmates Shoko, Gojo and Geto were nice to be with. Shoko was calmer than the two and you formed a nice friendship with her faster than with them. She was there from day one, with a friendly smile on her face and a cigarette hanging between her lips.
The smell of cigarettes felt calming after a while. You always knew it was her walking around the corner and it felt comforting.
Geto and Gojo became your good friends a bit later on in the first year. As douchey as they were they understood that you needed time to feel comfortable around them and they respected that. They gave you personal space until you started talking with them more, going on missions together and coming back with tears in your eyes from all of the laughter.
It felt good. In those moments you almost forgot how much you actually missed home. Soon enough these three people became your second family.
And now as you lay on the grassy field at 3AM with Geto next to you, it feels right.
“Couldn’t sleep?” He turns his face to look at you. And as you do the same you think how angelic he truly looked. He was the opposite from Gojo, who had plenty of girls following him around and feeding into his already big ego, but you never really understood why. In your eyes Geto was the best looking guy you’ve seen. His now messy hair is free from the hair tie that always keeps his hair in place. It falls on his face framing it in a way that makes him look like a painting. His dark eyes meet yours as he awaits for your answer.
“Mhm..” you hum and give him a soft smile. “It’s a rough night.” you whisper. “The mission today sucked out my energy, but I just can’t stop thinking about the kids who died in front of our eyes. We almost saved them..” a frown etches onto your face as you sigh. “When I close my eyes that’s all I see.”
Geto shuffles closer to you and your hands touch.
“It’s not your fault.” He calmly states. “It’s life, (L/N). We’re trying to make it better, but you have to remember that we can’t save everyone.”
His hand tries to reach your palm, hold it in his bigger one, but before he can do that..
“Hey, guys!” Gojo’s annoying voice screeches. “You should’ve told me you’re having a slumber party or something.”
When he almost asked you out.
Geto was pacing around his dorm room. His hair is in a messy bun, he’s slightly irritated and you can tell by the way his eyebrows are slightly arched. He has a mean look on him and Gojo is confused as he has never seen his friend like that.
At first the white haired male doesn’t want to interfere as his friend looked out of it. ‘It’s like his whole family died’ he thinks as he keeps staring at Geto.
“Just calm down.” Gojo grins. “I’m sure everything will be fine. She likes you back for sure, dude. The way she looks at you? Like you hung the moon and the stars. Just believe in yourself, Suguru.”
“You don’t understand, Satoru. She’s different. I don’t want to ruin whatever we have.” His pace becomes faster. “I really care about her. I want her in my future. But what if she doesn’t see me like that? I can’t imagine losing her.” He frowns.
Gojo groans and stands up from Geto’s bed. He walks up to his friend and puts a hand on his shoulder and squeezes it in reassurance.
“She likes you. You just have to calm down.” Gojo smiles warmly at his friend, supporting him. “I can see it with all of my eyes.”
Geto hits Gojo’s shoulder and both of them laugh. It doesn’t feel tense anymore.
Though no matter how long Gojo stayed in his room, Geto never got the courage to ask you out. Especially not after he saw you through his window. Laughing at what Nanami said.
When he almost kissed you.
“Ugh.” Geto groans as he looks at his notepad, slowly losing his hope to understand the subject. “This is bullshit.” He throws the pen on the table and rubs his eyes in frustration.
“You think?” You sarcastically roll your eyes while trying to comprehend what you were even reading right now.
“We’re failing this, (L/N).” He sighs and closes his notepad, putting it back in his bag. “I’m done with this. I don’t care anymore. Literally could give less of a shit.”
“I get it.” You smirk and stretch also giving up on understanding the topic of math. “It’s like this isn’t even real. Who created this theory?”
Geto stands up from the chair that he was sitting on and walks towards where you were seated on the carpet in the middle of your dorm room.
“Wanna do something else?” He raises a brow. “Like.. Watch a movie?”
“I don’t have any new ones.” You answer him quickly. “Unless you want to rewatch the same old five cassette tapes I have.” You say already knowing his answer. He lets out a huff and falls into your bed groaning mumbling something about how boring it is.
You grin and stand up shuffling towards the bed and fall onto his body and he gasps as he feels the weight of someone else’s body on top of his. He starts whining and you start laughing. The room erupts with noises as he starts an argument that you’re not even participating in. It feels fresh. It feels like spring when nature is reborn again. It feels warm and inviting.
As the laughs die down you to lay next to each other, looking at each other’s faces and studying them. He smiles at you softly noticing how your cheeks are dusted in pink. He reaches out and softly, as if you were made out of glass, he follows your features with his thumb. As if he was trying to remember how your face felt. It felt like he was an artist and you were the art.
He let’s out a noice of satisfaction and his grin gets bigger. He slowly starts to inch towards your face. You look into his eyes, feeling like your heart will soon jump out of your chest. Your lips are millimetres apart, but before they can collide, loud noises can be heard from the outside.
You two jump off of the bed in a rush.
Someone was attacking Jujutsu Tech.
When he almost..
Your heart is breaking. It was stupid. So so stupid. Your hands reach into your hair and you swear you could pull everything out. Your skin felt itchy and your stomach felt like it had butterflies trying to dig their way out.
It was crushing you. Your whole life you knew and had fell apart in a few hours. As you laid in your bed, holding yourself, trying to keep yourself from falling apart, your window opens.
You don’t even need to lift your head up to know who it was.
“I’m sorry.” Were the first words you heard. “I wish things could be different.” He keeps on talking, while you stay quiet. Only broken sobs were heard from your laying body. “In another life we will be married and raising five children.” Suguru laughs bitterly, walking up to your bed. He sits down next to you and takes you in his arms. He wipes away your tears. "But the world we live in now, isn’t so kind to people like us."
“Five kids with you doesn’t sound so bad..” you whisper in tears “I hope that’s true.. And that in another lifetime things are different.”
Suguru lets out a soft chuckle, looking into your eyes. “Of course it’s true. I’m sure one of them will look just like me.” He gives you a warm embrace, feeling your tears on his chest. “Please don’t cry (Y/N), you’re making my heart ache.”
“You’re the one to say that.” Your voice breaks. “Why.. why are you choosing that path?”
“(Y/N)..” he hugs you tightly as if he always wants to remember the feeling of you laying on his chest. “Our paths are way too different. I’m sure you’ll find all of the answers on your own.” He smiles. “I can’t stay for long. They’re looking for me already.” Suguru leans in and for the first time your lips touch. Though rather than giving you joy it felt like he was taking everything away from you. It was melodramatic. He came to say goodbye and took your heart with him. “I’m sorry.” He whispers and before you can do anything, he leaves. And as you lay in bed you realised that not only did he take your heart he also took away the warmth of summer and spring and left you alone with the coldness of winter.
As he leaves the grounds of Jujutsu Tech he stops for a second and looks back. With a sigh he turns around and leaves.
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.
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.
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.
♡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
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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!"
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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?"
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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.
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