wakui knew what he was doing when he decided to create a character called takashi nitsuya. he knew what would happen, he knew it all. nobody does it like mitsuya, he is a blessing, he is a saviour. wakui knew how down bad we would be for him. i have never seen anyone more perfect than him.
cw: fem!reader, both reader and draken are fifteen/sixteen, angst to fluff, platonic since you are both minors in this scenario, unstable childhood home, toxic marriage and father-daughter relationships, use of cuss words, mentions of nudity and sex work but nothing nsfw between anyone because again minors, idk if you'd call the reader's situation as having a mental disorder of some sort? i think it happens to people some times but lemme know if i'm wrong.
note: as i have mentioned this is an sfw blog. i won't ever post/reblog nsfw stuff here. this post is just for the collab because i wanted to venture out into something new and wanted to take some liberty. for those of you who are uncomfortable with the themes mentioned in the warnings, please don't read under the cut. i completely understand. i may try something along these lines again🤔
@1900-aria thank you for this collab! this was fun♡
there were gaps in your memories. you often noticed that. there were countless times when you tried to remember your past, specifically your childhood when your parents were involved and you just… won't remember things clearly.
you tried. you really tried to scrape out bits and pieces of some information, some defining memory to piece together a puzzle but you'd often find yourself frustrated, angry and drained. it tired your mind when you tried to remember your childhood but it also made you sad and anxious.
your friends remembered their just fine. talking about fun instances they spent with their family, cool things their parents did for them, blah blah blah. but you'd often find yourself quiet during the entire situation. just standing there like a silhouette. like a motionless and emotionless doll.
now you wouldn't tell how fun your family dynamics and home life was, would you?
you dragged your feet to the steps of your house. unwilling yet voluntary movements to the hellhole you live in. just minutes away from pushing the doors open and you could already hear the screaming and shouting and objects banging and being thrown around aaaand you tuned out the rest.
again, again, again, every single day, every single time, on the most insignificant minute topics.
you didn't know how long you had been in your room, headphones on to drown out the things you would notice and treat later on on your mother and things you would learn about your father which you were better off without. it's not like she purposefully told you, she didn't want to but you made her let it all out. it would do no good to keep it all inside. you didn't want to lose her. not your mother, the only one that felt like home.
you closed your maths register, keeping it aside and taking out the economics register. the only benefit of this everyday petty arguing was, you would complete a lot of things when trying to forget about it even happening.
the door burst open, slamming against the wall and bouncing back with the force. you gasped, body jolting, heart rate increasing as you locked eyes with that… that unhinged man.
crazy eyes, full of rage. he looked as if he had fully gone insane, mad, unstable.
he hadn't said anything but you could feel your anxiety spike up with every second that passed. you knew what was to happen. gulping down the fear and what-ifs, you internally pulled up your walls, tightened the bolts, prepared yourself mentally and physically. ready to face whatever came your way.
you can't lose, you can't cry.
you can't give up, you can't comply.
no matter what, you have to be strong for your mother, for your pride.
that night a lot happened. quite eventful you would… have said if you remembered everything in detail right now.
it was a blur memory now. with each passing step you began to forget bits and pieces of whatever happened tonight.
your school bag on your shoulder, you walked the streets alone at 2 in the morning. it was dead silent.
no humans, no animals, no birds, nothing. not one living thing in sight.
you took long strides after running for a while, making your way through a particular street. dead sure about your decision this time, your suitcase rolled next to you with all your necessary belongings.
i am not going back. never again. never ever.
after planning it for months, years now; you had finally ran away from home.
it felt scary after the anger started fading down and your pace started slowing down because rationality started kicking in.
and after a while, at a crossroad you stopped. right in the middle.
what now? where to now?
your chest heaved as you struggled to breath in. calves burning because you had walked more than a kilometre or two without stopping.
behind you was that 'house'. nah not there
to your right was a… rather shady looking street. n-no not-not there. mhm.
to your front was the same road going further a mile or two, you don't know.
to your right is another dark alley but at the very end you can see bright neon lights flickering and changing.
"towards right it is." you mumbled to yourself.
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"ma'am, ma'am calm down please. we can't talk like thi-" your mother cut the officer off, looking at him as if he just said that the Earth was flat.
"calm down? ca-" she scoffed.
"my daughter is- MY DAUGHTER IS NOWHERE TO BE SEEN AND YOU ASK ME TO CALM DOWN? IT'S TWO IN THE FUCKING MORNING, AND SHE IS A GIRL, SHE IS GOD KNOWS WHERE AND YOU ASK ME TO CALM DOWN? I DON'T WANT TO THINK OF THINGS THAT COULD OR HAVE HAPP-"
she shakes her head vigorously, mumbling to herself. "no, no, don't think such things. she'll be fine. she is fine. yeah, yeah she'll be alright. she is, she can handle herself. she-"
a sob breaks out, she can't hold it in anymore. tears start streaming down her face. "my daughter, my daughter."
she was scared.
not exactly because of the dangers lurking outside but because she knows why you did what you did. she is a mother, she had been noticing your behaviour for a while now.
it was only natural for tonight's events to occur and spiral into an ugly mess. and it was only natural for you to finally snap. it was about time.
your mother turns to her left. the sadness now replaced by pure despise, hatred and rage.
"you-" she points at the man feigning innocence and concern shamelessly. "you listen to me. if, if something happened to (name). something- anything bad," she lets out a dry laugh. "i swear to God i don't know what i'd do."
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you roamed the neon lit streets full of people, especially men, at 2 a.m. without realising where you were actually heading to.
the thing is, you didn't really pay attention and jumped, yes quite literally jumped straight into the sea of people. all you saw was a hustling bustling part of Tokyo in the middle of the night and decided "yup, this is just fine for the night."
curious eyes roamed around the many tall buildings until you see an almost naked lady inside a see-through glass cabinet. turning your face away, you ignored the heating up of your cheeks.
and that's when it clicks. you look up, only a little though, just to see the things you had suspected.
there were brothels and sex shops everywhere. at every corner you would find naked women or women in provocative clothing.
shit.
eyes wide but you still didn't watch where you were going and boom-
"oh fu- watch where you're going di-" draken shut up as soon as his landed on you. he would never cuss a girl.
"i- i am sorry." you bowed down.
"what- what are you- how old are you?" draken spluttered. eyes moving from your bag to your suitcase to your disheveled state.
"don't people first ask each other's names?" you questioned. "besides why should i tell you? ever heard of stranger danger?"
"eVeR hEaRd oF sTrAnGeR dAnGeR." he mocked. "you are literally in the red light district, alone, at night, with your bag and baggage."
"well," that shut you up but not wanting to back down you retorted. "well so are you. i mean except the bag part."
"yeah because i live here." he deadpanned.
"in the fucking red light district?" you laughed. "yeah sure buddy. just say you are a horny teenage boy and leave." you scoffed, rolling your eyes.
"don't believe if you don't want to." he merely shrugged his shoulders.
"how old are you again?" you asked, taking in his appearance because he surely doesn't look your age.
"don't people first ask each other's names?" he repeated.
you scowled, "(name)."
"draken." he replied, now his voice even softer and firm than before. "and i am fifteen."
"fif-fifteen? as in 1 5?" your eyes widened.
"uhm yeah that's how i believe we write 15."
"damn dude, you look like you're 19 or something, i don't know."
that made him chuckle, "yeah i get that a lot. so you didn't answer my question, how old are you? and why did you run away from home?"
"i am fifteen and that's a long story." you waved your hand, dismissing his question and the squinting, suspecting eyes. draken sighed but got the hint and didn't pry. at least not right now.
he looked around, tired as he was and fed up of whatever was going on in toman, he wasn't going to leave you alone in the middle of nowhere with all your belongings.
"hmm," he looked at you, like actually looked at you. there was something going on in his head but you couldn't decipher anything from his expression. his expressions throughout your conversation were unreadable.
"come with me." he asked.
"stranger danger?" you reminded.
"you know my name now, shut up." he groaned. "besides walking here alone isn't safe. where i live there are plenty of other women too. you'll feel better there. also they are really nice."
"hmm i don't know-"
"fine i have snacks, video games, manga-"
"count me in!" your eyes lit up, glowing under the red, links and purples surrounding you both as you looked at him. draken matched your grin.
and against your better judgement and your worried mother's teachings, you did, in fact, end up walking with this stranger into a brothel.
that night you didn't realise this but draken was the angel that had come to save you, a blessing in disguise for you. you had finally found a constant in your life. while his life wasn't the most stable but neither was yours. somehow two broken teenagers were enough to lend each other a shoulder to lean on, to cry on.
also he did end up sending you back to your mother though because somebody gotta be the rational one and it's certainly not you in this situation. but that was the start of a beautiful friendship.
cw: no use of pronouns, gender not specified, fluff, established relationship, draken is very cute to me (1.3k)
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none of you were wearing gloves but the heat radiating from your hands provided the much needed warmth to the both of you. draken's large hands encompassed your comparatively smaller ones just fine.
your boyfriend sported a big brown coat with a woollen hood, underneath which was a black turtleneck and some warm black pants. to complete the look were some boots that allowed easier walking on the snow covered roads. draken had tied his long black hair in a high ponytail with a few silky strands framing his pale skin with red splotches. well the wind was a little chilly after all.
"draken," you brought his attention back at you from where it was searching for some good food stalls for the both of you. it had been a while since you both ate something.
after hearing his hum in response you showed him the view in front of you.
fairy lights lit up the otherwise dark bridge. they hung above both of the railings, illuminating the calm river below, creating golden spots on the surface of the water. from where you were standing, the other side of the bridge looked beautiful. and the passage led to somewhere deeper which had your curiosity getting the better of you.
"we should check that place out!" you turned to look at him.
draken felt his heart skip a beat when he looked at your excited and eager expression— waiting for a response out of him. you could go there alone if you wanted to, but you wanted him to come with you. it was hard to say no when you looked at him like that.
he can see your eyes shine when something catches your interest, which is rare. but it's not like he wanted to say no, it was too romantic for him to let the opportunity go.
"sure sweetheart, whatever you want." without wasting a second you tugged at his big, warm hand and led him towards the bridge.
it was wooden and you wondered if it was very old and not safe to walk on. the wood creaked a little under the weight of the two of you. golden lights made your eyes look brighter. draken could make out the little specs in them. your skin glowed and the smoothness of it reflected the light back making it shine. the rose plants nearby made the place fragrant, a cherry on top.
the tall man looked at you, observing your little expressions. it wasn't everyday he got to see wide eyes and a bright smile on your face as you looked at everything in awe. it's not everyday he gets to see your raw emotions even if it were for something small like a pretty bridge. he cherished it anyway.
you looked so pretty to him, he wanted to pepper your face with kisses and tell you how gorgeous you are a million times, in between each kiss.
draken wasn't a man of many words but so weren't you. so a part of your relationship was to understand each other through vibes and body language alone and appreciate each other by doing things for each other— be it giving gifts or helping each other out with something. this didn't mean you didn't communicate with each other, this just meant you two had a better understanding of each other when words weren't involved.
"it's beautiful, isn't it ken?" you breathed out. "it looks like a scene straight out of a romance movie."
draken's lips turned upwards, letting out a small chuckle. "yeah."
"you look beautiful, you know that?" that caught draken off guard. he was the one that was going to say that.
"i mean you look beautiful everyday but tonight, i don't know why, you just look extra pretty to me. maybe it's the lights or maybe, maybe i just-"
you felt like you would burst if you didn't just spit the words out of your mouth right here and right now. you couldn't keep them inside you anymore, having been doing that for months now.
"you know what fuck it. there couldn't be a better timing for this and i am not gonna let my inhibitions ruin it."
"wha-" draken furrowed his eyebrows.
"i love you ryuuguji ken. i am truly, deeply, madly in love with you."
he was too stunned to utter a single word. staring at you with mouth agape and wide eyes. it was quiet for a while, all you could hear was the slow and steady flow of the river flowing beneath you. a few cicadas here and there. looking up you tried to figure out draken's expression.
before you could do anything though, you felt the warmth of his hands recede and when you looked down, draken had taken his hand from yours.
it had been a good amount of time since you started dating him and you thought it was the right time to tell the man you had grown to adore so much about what you truly felt for him. a part of you was even confident that he would say it back. but maybe… maybe you were too full of yourself. maybe you were pretentious. maybe you weren't a good judge of people and their emotions like you thought you were. maybe he didn't really love you back.
"oh God, i am so sor-"
"what's with you and stealing my lines today?" was the first thing that left his lips. you let out a "huh?" as a response.
"you- i- that- that WAS MY LINE (NAME)- I WAS GOING TO TELL YOU THAT."
it was as if you had been drowning inside the deep river and his response pulled you up into the air, to the shore and strapped an oxygen mask to your mouth.
you could finally breathe. your lungs started working again and it didn't feel like your heart rate was sinking.
i am so dramatic.
"you love me too? really, draken? you mean that?" hopeful eyes looked at him as your hands held his and shook them with force.
"of course i do, isn't it obvious? gosh i can't even imagine my life without you anymo- i don't want to! i want you to stay with me forever."
"then say it. say it draken, tell me you love me."
"i love you. i love you so much (name), you have no idea. i am truly, madly, deeply in love with you too."
"oh God," you chuckled and so did he. but your chuckles quickly turned into happy laughs with tears streaming down your faces. you flung into his arms and draken caught you in his big ones which were made just to hold you close to him. he spinned you around as your carefree laughs echoed around him.
your arms wrapped around his neck as his own one's secured you by your lower back. you two looked into each other's eyes and saw nothing but undying and never-ending love for each other.
"i love you very much, okay?" he stated and you nodded your head in affirmative.
"i love you too, don't you ever forget that." his response was to capture your lips with his.
draken set you down but didn't lose his grip on you, instead he pulled you in closer. you cupped his face and deepened the kiss. moving your lips against each other, you twirling his hair strands around your finger, him rubbing your sides. it was all warm and comfy.
parting away, he pressed his forehead against yours. warm air condensed and turned into a misty white cloud as you two panted for breath. his eyes never left yours and he felt his heart swell with admiration, adoration and fondness for you
"want to check out the other side of the bridge, mister?" you asked out.
"gladly." he adorned a lazy smirk.
"then may i have your hand please?" he chuckled, giving his hand to you.
the bushes that felt like plant walls had pretty big pink flowers on them. the passage was made up of these walls with bushes and it led to-
"it's a café!" draken exclaimed. you raised an eyebrow. "i am fucking starving man. let's go!"
you let out a laugh which was soon followed by a growl of your own from your stomach.
Somebody yell at me to write that Mikey fic, it's just sitting there with pages full of ideas yet to be accurately written
UGHH just tell me something, ask me something, IVE BEEN SLEEPING ON THIS IDEA FOR OVER A YEAR AND MADE A WHOLE SEQUEL
I might actually add some of y'all suggestions or OC names as side characters 🤷🏾♀️ who knows, I'm bored and unproductive atm but there's just those days I hate my writing and feel like it's utter trash compared to others and then there's those rare occasions I giggle and say "damn that was actually good"
synopsis: tr men (mikey, sanzu, rindou) and chaotic events of raising children. (pt 1?)
warnings: underage drinking, child endangerment, just tiny people in bad situations and traumatized fathers.
masterlist - requests are open!
— MIKEY
Loves to throw his child up in the air as a form of entertainment which also seems to calm them down and make them giggle. It was all fun and games until he threw them up again.
It was a whooosh! followed by a BUMP! and his life flashed before his eyes.
The way this man's jaw dropped is beyond me. He caught his kid who looked dazed and baffled while he stood there, hand covering his open mouth out of shock and pure fear as tears welled in his eyes upon hearing your hurried footsteps and worried voice.
You were gonna kill him.
— SANZU
He had a really bad headache and could barely focus on anything, still you left him in charge of taking care of the little toddler. He had a meeting with Bonten so he had no choice but to take the little devil with him, leaving them with a secretary that looked stressed out of her mind.
He still made an effort to take a peek every now and then and give the kid some food- which Kakucho probably reminded him to do. Things were going well until it wasn't, shit hitting the fan when his kid staggered into the room abruptly.
"W-wad! I... want mo j..juice?" His kid nearly crawled towards him, their request coming off more as a question. It only took two seconds to realize what the fuck was going on, judging from the glass in his kid's hand that held remnants of the alcohol the other members were previously drinking.
"Shit!" He hissed, scooping his child up into his arms and coddling them. "No, no, no, you were fine like a minuet ago, why??" Sanzu cried, eyes blown wide and shaking his kid as his world came crashing down on him.
"I hope you made a will," Kokonoi sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as Kakucho searched for a bottle of water. Everyone's faces immediately paled once they realized they dire of the situation.
"Yeah, no shit, she's gonna kill me for being irresponsible, then she's gonna kill all of you for not stopping me from being irresponsible!" His kid continued to slur and babble incoherent words which didn't help the panicking pinkette. "I'm too pretty to die..."
Ran deadpaned as Mikey's eyes widened when he caught a glimpse of Sanzu's phone, noticing a notification that was soon to end everyone's career. "Uh, Sanzu...?"
Bonten's number two sent a shaky look to his boss, eye twitching on the edge of a breakdown as he held his child to his chest, praying to the higher Gods that Mikey was gonna tell him something good.
"y/n's coming back in 20 minuets."
His heart practically fell out of his ass.
"Fuck."
— RINDOU
You know when you lose something that you can't find for shit so you just start looking in places you know damn well it couldn't be in? Yeah that was Rin.
"Get up."
"Dude, you're kid isn't under this couch."
You know he's gone mad when he starts flinging cabinets open and close and mumbling how this was it, this was gonna be your 13th reason, it's all over for him.
Deadass lost his kid for a good two hours.
That was until he found the little gremlin walk in with a tired Ran and an annoyed Sanzu. Apparently, they found them wondering outside on their way back from a mission.
Yeah that could've gone way worse. Especially if you found out...
"Look daddy! I made a new friend!" His child smiled, bouncing up and down as they fumbled to retrieve something from their pocket.
"What is it sweeth-" Rindou choked when his kid pulled their friend out of their pocket, not even having time to react as this big ass fucking roach flew straight into his face, nearly getting into his mouth.
The WAY this man SCREAMED had Sanzu thinking his balls were kicked back in as the older haitani was left wheezing on the floor, watching his brother fight for his life against a bug.
Tears. This man was in tears. Out of all the humans on this earth and his kid 'made friends' with a roach.
it's always super fun to find another desi here. like man sometimes i just find out that some of my favourite accounts or writers/artists on here are desi and i am like???? holy shit!
i don't want bollywood queer movies to be about coming out. i don't want them to be about the main characters explaining to their friends and families how being gay is ok and normal and how they should accept them. i simply don't want that, that's not the only things that should come to your mind when you think of a gay love story.
i want the movies to solely focus on the love between the characters, their happy moments, their said moments, the softness of it, the intimacy, emotional or sexual (without it being catered towards men who like seeing lesbian sex, i find it so fucking disgusting like that's not for you fuck off), the fights, the arguments, the break up, their hardships without it being about proving themselves and fighting for human rights. i want the hardships like they would have as a couple.
i know that coming out stories can be very validating and comforting to some but we have enough of that. i want to see the beauty and ugliness of a queer relationship without straights or fighting for equal rights being involved.
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