if love had a limit, i'd break it for you.

───ㅤ𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞.

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#𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐄 ㅤㅤㅤㅤ an independent, private and low activity portrayal of 𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗘𝗠𝗜𝗖𝗛𝗜 𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗚𝗔𝗞𝗜 from 𝗧𝗢𝗞𝗬𝗢 𝗥𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥𝗦. mostly canon-compliant and not spoiler-free. written by hasen   (  21+,  he/him  )  using the  beta editor. 18+ only.  est. jan 2022 / remade june 2023. 

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tomorrow i add an official tenjiku michi verse and maybe perhaps mayhaps an 11bd au...

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life is terrible but writing michi is always 🥰🥰🥰

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survival starter call | @redue

Izana hadn't been expecting for one of his captains to report that one of Toman's former members was in his territory. As far as he was aware, most of them had seemed fine with letting things be and fading into retirement. So why the hell was someone snooping? It wasn't his main priority but...It could be trouble. With that in mind, the king decides to pay a little visit to where this observer has been spotted.

He approached from behind, ready to crush whatever old member has been poking around like a bug under foot. But he doesn't expect it to be that person, crouched behind a wall in some poor attempt to be stealthy.

" I'm beginning to see why Kisaki viewed you as such a problem, Takemichi. You're stubborn and nosy. " Izana speaks, looming over him with a cold expression. Something old gnashes its teeth in his chest, a dormant volcano that quietly rumbles again, but he pushes it down.

He steps closer, wisteria eyes peering down on him with evident distaste. " What do you think you're doing? " His lips curve up, like he's thought of something funny. " You're not trying to start a fight all by yourself, are you? Or are you trying to get back into the gang lifestyle? "

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𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧,  takemichi traverses this past with the unfamiliarity of a foreigner in a new land and the unsure first steps of a newborn lambㅤ ───ㅤand without naoto's brains guiding his path or chifuyu's hands pushing his back, he finds that the only coherent plan he can make is: 𝑑𝑜 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑖𝑛𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑣𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛.

it's already hard enough to keep tabs on the top dogs of the three deities era by himself, though; the surfacing of yet another gang dangerously nipping at their heels has had him scrambling for information all around tokyo, resulting in bruised limbs and clumsy annotations in a little notepad he was furiously writing on in his little espionage mission. so busy in his self-appointed task, he doesn't notice the presence behind him until a chillingly familiar voice speaks up. there's a second of confusion, then the cold shiver of panic running down his spine, and in his hurry to turn around, he ends up falling on his ass, blinking up at a man he thought long dead.

ㅤㅤㅤ‘ㅤwha... ?!ㅤ’ㅤㅤa yell that catches in his throat, eyes that widen in doubt and disbelief both when the pain fades to a numb throb. pinching himself is useless when the time that has flowed away tells him there is no such thing as the impossible, yet, yetㅤ ───ㅤㅤ‘ㅤizana kurokawa !ㅤ’

(ㅤbut for a moment, he does not look like izana. standing over him like this, he looks likeㅤ ───ㅤthe abyss staring at him, the puncture point of a heart broken by a bullet, 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞, a plea of help choked back for twenty eight years. takemichi's right hand shakes as he hurriedly pushes himself back up.ㅤ)

ㅤㅤㅤ‘ㅤbut how... ? kisaki killed you, didn't he ?ㅤ’ㅤㅤhis memory of that dreadful day was as sharp as the moment itself had been. a thousand questions swarm in his mind, and his lips cannot keep up with their pace.ㅤㅤ‘ㅤwhat happened? why are you here, i thought... i thought tenjiku got assimilated into rokuhara tandai, why are you hangin' around fushichou's place ── wait, what about kakuchan !? does kakuchan know ?ㅤ’ㅤㅤ

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The camera isn't new — he's grown used to the rapid flash when his motorcycle roars across the finish line with resounding cheers. There's even been a few times where he actually stops to answer some questions from the press, but Mikey thinks this might be the only time it really matters because it's for Takemitchy.

So when he sees the schedule, one Manjiro Sano actually arrives on time though with the haze of sleep still in his eyes and unchanged from his pajamas. The crew pokes his eye for the third time as his body slumps over in an attempt to sleep again , and still he only puts one staff member in a headlock (without threatening to kill him) before he's sitting again trying to stop fidgeting in his seat. He even tolerates them changing his outfit several times, but it's unforgivable when they usher him onto the set and still he hasn't even been able to see the one person he's doing it all for. As soon as the staff members turn their back, swift as ever he sneaks away.

Standing at a distance away, Mikey watches his friend silently.

Takemichi wears happiness well.

At long last, he steps forward, sandaled feet (selected shoes from the staff conveniently tossed to aside) , hands in his pocket, and it's as if no time has passed at all. "Director," he says, grin growing, comprised of equal parts teasing and pride as he gently bumps his fist against Takemichi's shoulder.

"They didn't." he admits. Laughter is contagious, and he's cracking up too as he recounts — "Might have scared one of them a bit, sorry ! " he says, without remorse. "This place looks cool. Is it what you wanted it to be?"

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ㅤㅤㅤ‘ㅤmikey-kun,ㅤ’ㅤㅤthe scolding tone comes naturally in this life; where once the fear of repercussion would have struck him a stuttering mess, fingers twitchy and eyes avoidant, he now sighs in exasperation and places his hands on his hipsㅤ───ㅤa useful trick he'd picked up from emma. ㅤㅤ‘ㅤdon't terrorize the makeup crew! you know you'll have to go back there for the shooting, right? you gotta start gettin' used to it!ㅤ’

...still, it's so unbelievably mikey that the exasperation is second only to the warmth of relief ebbing his nervousness away, and he can't help another laugh that breaks apart his attempts at being stern, hand sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck.

it's a comfort to see that manjiro is still manjiro and takemichi is still takemichi, even in a world that won't remember their history, even in a city that has forgotten their deeds, but not their bonds.

ㅤㅤㅤ‘ㅤ...yeah. it is. thank you for being here. for doing this for me,ㅤ’ㅤㅤhe says softly, quiet in his melancholy. he looks at the production lights hanging above their heads like suns finally within their reach, and thinks of when he used to be one of the people running themselves ragged making sure every prop was in place, that no cables were within tripping-hazard reach, bowing his head apologizing for every time he got coffee orders wrong.ㅤㅤ‘ㅤ i know it's a lot to ask for, but this documentary could only be possible because people want to hear your story... but i'm barely starting! i can't get complacent now!ㅤ’ㅤㅤ

and just like that, his nervousness comes back full force, and he gives mikey a shaky thumbs up, grin a little too wide in his growing panic.

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this is actually my favorite panel in the entire manga LOL i'm sad they took mikey out of the middle, right where their hands join. i might've read into it too much but i felt like it symbolized him being the reason that takemichi and hina were able to reunite and be together in the first place

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every now and then i see people use this scene as proof that takemichi loves mikey more than hina and i have to close my eyes and pretend i do not see.

i'm not saying it's not fruity, but this isn't takemichi wishing mikey was in hina's place, or just plain not caring about hina. this is takemichi's guilt and gratefulness — guilt because he went back in time to save mikey and hina, but instead, he had to watch as mikey's world crumbled. emma died, and takemichi couldn't do anything about it. izana, the only sibling mikey had left, also died, and takemichi couldn't do anything about that, either. takemichi himself doesn't realize his own power to move hearts, so he attributes the win against tenjiku to mikey (and draken). he changed the future, but how worth it was it, when mikey ended up miserable?

gratefulness, because despite all of that, no matter how much takemichi blames himself, mikey never blamed him for it, and instead ensured takemichi and their friends would reach their happy ending anyway.

he's literally saying it in the "incriminating" panels — he was happy because he saw hina in her wedding dress, but he remembers mikey's smile when he's happy, because mikey made that happiness possible in the first place. and then he remembers mikey's smile being the one he always smiles when he's bottling things up and not asking for help, therefore takemichi felt like he abandoned mikey, and how can he be happy about that?

a few chapters ago, before he saw mikey's tape, he was already crying at the THOUGHT of hina's dress and their wedding.

him crying at seeing the dress in person is just reality solidifying itself in his mind: this is the happy future he wanted, but he can't even be sure mikey, the one who made it happen, is happy too, especially after seeing the tape mikey left him that was pretty much a cry for help, even if mikey himself didn't realize that. takemichi just thinks it's selfish of him to be happy without making sure everyone is too. it's really that simple.

also he didn't ditch his wedding with hina. he was literally inviting mikey to the wedding. it was a stupid choice, of course, because takemichi doesn't know how to think things through and didn't stop to consider his life would be in danger when meeting with a crime boss, but he didn't go meet mikey with the intention of missing his wedding. i don't know where people are getting that idea from.

also reminder that takemichi was actually willing to let mikey go until he saw the tape, because he realized mikey was NOT fine, and takemichi wasn't about to abandon him after seeing that.

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i've talked about takemichi's empathy 34873599832 times already but it really is one of my favorite things about him... i love that while he's a notorious crybaby, a lot of the times he's crying is for other people.

look at him being beaten up by kakucho and izana, and even getting shot

no tears at all

but when he thinks about other people's pain?

baby boy...baby.....

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however much takemichi wishes to change, some things are bound to remain in his bloodㅤ───ㅤhis love for t-shirts with prints that make his friends not want to be seen in public with him, for one, and his hatred for working retail that had once upon a time manifested in him pocketing chocolate bars and packs of gum alike from the register he'd been standing behind for hours and hours on end.

it's not his first time stealing, and hanging out with yukako showed him it would not be the last, either. he never thought it'd be something he'd do as a team, though, and it shows in the clumsiness of his movements.

he bumps into her accidentally in between shoe racks, causing one to rattle when he steps back to rectify his mistake, only to realize he made another one when the clerk glances up from the magazine she'd been reading, losing interest a moment later.

ㅤㅤㅤ‘ㅤoops! sorry, yukako-chan! was i too loud?ㅤ’ㅤㅤ

  * ˚ ✦⋆｡ @kudakenai !

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it's as stylish as takemichi himself wdym

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*holding back tears* wanna fight?

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tags 👍

˚ . ⊹ ❛ ─ ❪ ooc. ❫

˚ . ⊹ ❛ ─ ❪ ic. ❫

˚ . ⊹ ❛ ─ past hopes in your heart.ㅤ❪ aes. ❫

˚ . ⊹ ❛ ─ ❪ memes. ❫

˚ . ⊹ ❛ ─ ❪ ask. ❫

˚ . ⊹ ❛ ─ what story will your rusted fist tell?ㅤ❪ musings. ❫

˚ . ⊹ ❛ ─ hope won’t end with you and me.ㅤ❪ headcanon. ❫

˚ . ⊹ ❛ ─ heartdriven / heartbroken.ㅤ❪ self. ❫

˚ . ⊹ ❛ ─ home is a girl who can’t wait for time.ㅤ❪ hina. ❫

˚ . ⊹ ❛ ─ always gold below the midnight sun.ㅤ❪ mikey ❫

˚ . ⊹ ❛ ─ island hearts don’t bleed.ㅤ❪ verse i. ❫

˚ . ⊹ ❛ ─ broken chains and broken bones.ㅤ❪ verse ii. ❫

˚ . ⊹ ❛ ─ this future an oath the next a mercy.ㅤ❪ verse iii. ❫

˚ . ⊹ ❛ ─ what’s hope with no savior?ㅤ❪ verse iv. ❫

˚ . ⊹ ❛ ─ the future you heart’s voice calls for.ㅤ❪ verse v. ❫

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heart a fluttering hummingbird, head a home for all things in disarray.ㅤpeople pass him by in a blur, their quickened footsteps pushing cameras and lights alike little else but white noise to the buzzing in his ears.

takemichi's nervous. he's so nervous he feels like his breakfast is going to end up a pile of bile on the floor and ruin the cleaning staff's day. he's so nervous he almost wants to call the whole thing off and tell the entire production to go home.

all these peopleㅤ───ㅤthey're all here for him. they're all here because they believe he has something worthwhile to say, something worthwhile to show, and he has to get it together or he'll be wasting all their time and effort.

he steels himself to fake at least some part of the composed film director he's supposed to be, but instead of another team member asking for his opinionㅤ( his opinion! ),ㅤhe finds the star of the show behind him. takemichi opens his mouth to ask if everything's alrightㅤ( wasn't he supposed to be getting ready for shooting? ),ㅤthen abruptly closes it. opens it again and laughs.

ㅤㅤㅤ‘ㅤwhoa, the makeup team really did a number on you!ㅤ’ㅤㅤhe says, almost out of breath, leaning in to examine his eyes. they're darker now around the edges, sharper, and takemichi can't help but laugh again, delighted in his disbelief.ㅤㅤ‘ㅤis that eyeliner?ㅤhow did they getcha to sit still long enough for that?ㅤ’

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ngl takemichi going off on izana like that is one of my favorite moments of his i know he was gonna get his ass killed but i wanted to see more before mikey arrived 😩

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oh my goddddd i thought i'd lost this account's login i was losing my mind

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every time i see s tokyo rev blog ofc its hasen <3 ily

PLEASEKJDKSJDKFJ I PROMISE I ONLY HAVE 4!!!!

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a hug for rindou too ❤️

@redue tagging cause of your new account :D

This is weird. He likes Takemichi well enough , there's no one around here who doesn't — not after all these years at least. Rindou may not be the same kid who picks fights on the streets , but he certainly doesn't hesitate to drag a few people out back behind the club and deal with them when the time calls for it. Being hugged was as foreign as Ran's designer clothes.

" You good ? "

Rindou pats his back with a hint of awkwardness. What's he supposed to do ? Tentatively he returns the gesture. It's actually pretty nice all things considering. " Don't tell anyone I did this. "