I'm so glad i stumbled upon ur blog!! I've been binge reading ur works and its so good! 😭 also, are ur requests still open? If so, may i request an izana angst, where instead of him being shot, his s/o gets shot instead?
❀ I’LL TAKE A BULLET FOR YOU | TOKYO REVENGERS
🤍 kurokawa izana.
💿 gender neutral, second pov (you/your), angst, hurt no comfort, tw: violence, tw: reader death, established relationship, au - canon divergence, imagine
📅 june 18, 2021
🔗 masterlist
it's easy to say that you'd die for someone. it's hard to be on the receiving end of that promise. kurokawa izana knows that all too well.
In life, all human beings die.
Everyone has their own time, their time to leave, their time to pass. It’s inevitable. For death is not the opposite of life, rather, it is a part of life.
But for some, they’re earlier than others. For some, they leave when it isn’t their time yet. For some, they leave so that someone else could stay.
Izana saw his life flash in front of his eyes.
Then, there’s a body standing in front of him.
Kakucho was standing right behind him, shot and bleeding, his most loyal servant. He had pushed Kakucho aside, he had shielded him before he even thought about it. So he couldn’t be the one standing in front of him now. Not him. So, who was this?
The fire echoed throughout the silenced bay; no one dared to move, not even breathe. Three shots and there was someone dropping right in front of him.
Then, silence.
They shouldn’t be here.
You shouldn’t be here.
Time had stopped, blood slowly trickled, painting the cold pavement red, surrounding you like snow. He held his breath. You weren’t supposed to be here.
For others, a stranger had jumped in a gang fight, threw himself in front of a gun to save a stranger about to be shot by a maniac. But for Izana, the love of his life, the person that had kept him going despite his despair, jumped in a gang fight to save him. For Izana, the person bleeding out right in front of him was the person he promised to protect; the person he promised to love until the end.
“Holy shit…”
The bubble of silence snapped and Kakucho was stumbling, pushing past him to kneel on the body that was growing cold from the lack of fresh blood. “Y/n-san! No, no, no. You can’t be here, Y/n-san!”
Silent panic started to stir within the audience, even Mikey flinched away. A civilian. Bleeding out on the floor. Dying. A civilian. “Someone call an ambulance!!” Who wasn’t supposed to be here.
A civilian is dying on the ground from a bullet that wasn't supposed to be theirs.
What a fucking idiot, some may have thought.
Run, the cops are coming, others supplied.
Izana can't think of anything.
Kakucho looks over his injured shoulder, not giving it much care as you were in a worse condition. His eyes wide in fear with tears slowly forming in those big scared orbs. “I-Izana! Y/n- They- They’re not responding!”
It was later than anyone else but Izana finally snapped out of initial shock. Kakucho numbly moved to the side, letting Izana fall right in front of the very person he loved.
Izana gathers you in his arms, letting your body drape over his lap as he startles from the cold and the sticky metallic red. The blood was on his pants, his beloved Tenjiku uniform. He couldn’t bring himself to care.
Your face was sickly white, pale, blood draining. Your usual bright eyes that sheened were blank, the light slowly fading away like how the sunset disappears from the horizon. Your lips were loose, from the pain, from the losing sense of being.
“Hey,” he mumbles but it sounded strangely loud in the murmurs and the panicked gasps around. “Why did you do that?”
His face was bruised and so were multiple parts of his body, but Izana felt numb. Blank. He couldn’t even get himself to deny what was happening right in front of him, like how he tried to refuse the event of Shinichiro’s death. How could he when he was holding you? When he could feel the blood on his hands, on his clothes, on the floor?
You were right in front of him, losing consciousness, losing life. How could he deny your death when he could feel it in his fingertips?
“Why are you here?”
Mikey was saying something, Izana couldn’t hear—he couldn’t hear anything else other than his heart and your fading breath, the last few you’ll have in this lifetime.
“You aren’t supposed to be here.”
Kakucho was crying right beside him, trembling, trying to talk to him. Izana couldn’t respond to him, you didn’t have much time left, just the last few seconds and Izana wanted to spend it with you.
“I told you to stay home, to wait for me.”
“I’m going to win. When I do, welcome me back.”
“So, why are you here?”
Your left eye had twitched, mouth trying to form a word but you couldn’t find the strength to. Izana finally looks up, finally looks you in the eye, and smiles—just like how he always does. Eerily similar to Mikey, the kind of smile that only comes up when everything is too dark and you’re barely hanging onto sanity; the smile that only comes up when even he himself tries to convince himself that everything is fine.
“This isn’t fair.”
He closes his eyes, smile shaky, trying to wish the tears away.
When he opened them, there was a tiny smile on your lips as if trying to tell him that it was alright, eyes closed and heart stopped.
The ambulance arrives, already too late.
Kurokawa Izana would take a bullet for you, even though he says the opposite. He never got to.
→ summary: in which you’re is favourite and at the same time you aren’t and that leads you to unexpected events and revelations.
→ words: 852
→ genre: smut, little angst.
→ pairing: izana x fem!reader
→ warnings: knife kink, sexual content, blood, other kinks..
an: I'm not a native english speaker and this is my first smut so... dont mind. <3
The air was awkward as you sat in the table with your brothers and his friends.
And Izana, your secret lover.
You were right next to him, everyone was having a good time.
Your older brother Ran was telling everyone about how smart you were for getting into college, you smiled politely to the men congratulating you.
Now was time for Rindou to tell the story of the time when you stabbed a kid with a scissors because he said you’re hair was ugly, everyone laughed and you hid your face with your hands.
You jumped slightly as you felt a cold hand on your thigh, you looked down noticing it was Izana’s. When you looked up at him he was normally talking with the others.
His eyes then landed on yours. His lips grazed your ear and he whispered.
“May I?” His hand further up your thigh and you nodded.
He smirked looking at your older brother and whispered again “I could easily touch you right now... right here.” His hand now under your dress, slightly touching your underwear “But I don’t think you could keep it quiet.” You gulped.
Izana moved your underwear to the side and traced his way avoiding your clit, agonizing you “But we can try. Can you stay quiet for me?”
“Sister,” your brother spoke and Izana looked at him but didn’t pull his hand away. You looked at Ran. “Tell Sanzu how you shoot better than him.”
You smirked and looked at the pink haired “Do I need to say much? I’m just better.” You teased but you hardly breathed when Izana’s finger pressed your clit. “Also I had special classes for t-that... and I was number 1.” Izana entered a finger and you cleaned your throat keeping a moan in it.
Sanzu rolled his eyes giving up and they started a new convo, and you were thankful for that.
“So good for me.” Izana whispered in you ear. “Can you keep going like that?” he asked when he entered another finger making you yelp.
Everyone looked at you and you faked a smile.
“Sorry, I hit my ankle on the chair.” They all continued the conversation not caring enough about your ankle.
Izana was killing you, you felt your self coming to an end, you’re so close..., but Izana had other plans so he just pulled away smirking.
You started to fan yourself as if you were feeling sick and Mikey noticed.
“You okay?” he held in your hand and you nodded, Izana glanced at your hands and clenched his jaw.
“Just feeling a little sick.” you smiled and called your brothers “I’m going to the bathroom I’m not very well.” they gave you worried looks but they just nodded.
After a few minutes in the bathroom Izana came behind and pulled your hair making you look at him, “Do you want me to finish what we started?” you’re glad that you went to the VIP bathroom because no one would barely go in there, and if they accidentally went there..., they would immediately leave.
Izana started kissing your neck and lightly rubbing his tongue on your skin. An reckless moan came out of your mouth as Izana grabbed your waist and pulled you against him, your ass glued to his groin. He pulled the straps down your arms letting your dress drop to the floor.
“Lean on the sink.” you listened doing as he said, you saw him pulling out a knife and you frowned. “Now, tell me if you can’t handle.” you nodded and he started carving his initials on your thighs, making you groan with both pain and pleasure as he pressed the other hand on your clit rubbing in circles. You closed your eyes and moaned loudly, you’re having the time of your life but he pulled away, but his hands gripped your hips and Izana leaned himself up with your entrance and slammed into you with no mercy. You whimpered gripping the sink.
“You okay?” he asked and you just nodded.
He started moving slowly and you looked down moaning as he started going faster, you then felt his hand grab your neck making you face the mirror “Look in the mirror. I like to see your pretty little face while I fuck you.”
His chest was against your back, he had one hand grabbing your left boob and the other or neck. You’re both moaning loudly and everyone who passed near the bathroom could hear you two.
“Fuck, you drive me crazy.” His eyes looking at your face in the mirror making him go harder. “ he moved one of his hands to your thigh, cleaning the small bit of blood and then he licked his fingers tasting your blood.
You both felt it coming to an end and you closed your eyes losing it.
“Fuck.” You moaned.
“Yeah.”
It was one of the best moments you two shared, you both cleaned yourselves and put on the clothes again.
Izana pecked your lips and rested his forehead on yours.
“You’re marked as mine, today and always.” he kissed you.
