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heya!! hope you're having an amazing day so far!! and if you aren't too busy, could you do a oneshot where reader who is a bit younger (prob like 1-2 years younger or sumn) then kazutora, izana but still decides to 'adopt' them. reader treats them better than their parents and basically shows them all the love they need. anyways have a good one!! ♡♡

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— You deserve it

Y/n had entered Izana and Kazutora's life in a simple, almost casual way. She had responded to an advert looking for roommates, and when the two boys showed up at the door of her apartment, she couldn't help but welcome them

The first weeks together were calm, marked by a silent routine. Y/n took care of the little things: she made breakfast, she left a few kind messages on post-it notes stuck to the fridge, and she made sure the apartment was a warm and welcoming place. Izana and Kazutora, accustomed to a solitary and harsh life, observed everything with a mixture of disbelief and suspicion. They couldn't understand why Y/n was doing all this for them. No one had ever done anything like this

Izana and Kazutora, both in their twenties, had been marked by a difficult past, made up of abandonments and disappointments. They didn't know what it meant to be loved, and they had become accustomed to living in a world of coldness and indifference. Both had been in prison for some years and both had never had any sort of external affection other than for themselves. Both accustomed to a solitary and hard life, they observed all the girl's attentions with a mixture of disbelief and suspicion. They couldn't understand why Y/n was doing all this for them. No one had ever done anything like this

The girl had never fully understood why she felt the need to take care of them, but there was something in their eyes that made her understand how necessary it was. Over time, he noticed their silences, their difficulty expressing emotions and, above all, the distance they put between themselves and the rest of the world

It was one winter evening, when the snow fell lightly outside the window, that Y/n decided to take the first step towards their hearts. She had prepared a special dinner, one of those that took hours of work and that smelled delicious throughout the house "Hey, guys, I made something nice tonight. Why don't you have dinner with me?" she proposed with her usual sweet smile. They had been roommates for a while now but had never had dinner together, some due to organizational commitments and some for other reasons. Izana, with his amethyst eyes, cast a fleeting glance at Kazutora, trying to understand if there was some hidden trick behind that offer. Kazutora, who had always looked wild and indomitable, looked down, unable to understand Y/n's generosity. However, they both sat down at the table

As they ate, Y/n tried to engage them in light conversation, talking about the little things of the day like the snow falling silently and how nice it was to be warm in the house. Izana and Kazutora answered in monosyllables, but there was something in their eyes that was starting to change. Maybe it was the warmth of the food, maybe it was the tranquility that Y/n radiated, but for the first time, they felt a little less alone

The days passed, and Y/n continued to take care of them, without asking for anything in return. One morning, as she was preparing to go out, she noticed that Kazutora was staring at the window, lost in thought. She decided to come closer, and without saying anything, she put a scarf around his neck "It's cold outside. I wouldn't want you to get sick" she said in an affectionate tone. The scarf had been a very special gift from her father that she was very jealous of, but if it could help Kazutora, she would gladly lend it to him. The boy looked at her, surprised by that gesture. It was a strange feeling, that of being cared for, and he didn't know how to react. He said nothing, but the scarf remained in place, like a symbol of attention he had never known

Later that same day, Y/n found Izana sitting on the couch, a book in hand. She noticed that he seemed fascinated by the pages, even though the book was closed. She sat next to him, keeping a respectful distance "Do you like reading?" she asked, trying to enter his world. Between the two, Izana was certainly the more closed one. Izana glanced at her briefly, then looked back at the book "I find it interesting, but with this headache it's a little difficult for me to read" he admitted in a low voice, as if it were something to be ashamed of. The girl smiled sweetly and took the book from his hands. "If you want, I can read it" he proposed. And so he did. His voice filled the silence of the apartment, turning those printed words into vivid images in Izana's mind. He didn't say anything, but listened, letting Y/n's voice soothe him

As the months passed, something began to change in the atmosphere of the apartment. Izana and Kazutora began to open up a little more, sharing little pieces of their past lives. It wasn't easy for them to talk about what they had experienced, about the wounds that were still bleeding, but Y/n was there, always ready to listen without judging. She herself came from a somewhat particular situation, and was just trying to help someone as she wanted to be helped. If no one had done it for her, that didn't mean she couldn't do it for others

One evening, while they were all sitting on the couch, Kazutora broke the silence "Why are you doing all this for us, Y/n?" he asked, his voice cracking with an emotion he was trying to repress. Y/n looked at him softly, feeling the weight of that question "Because I care about you" she replied simply "I want you to know what it means to be loved, even just for a little while". Izana, who had remained silent until then, turned to her "We don't understand what you mean" he said, his voice cold but not without curiosity

Y/n stood up and walked towards them, taking one of Kazutora's hands and one of Izana's "Love is not just a word, it's an emotion that makes you feel safe, that makes you feel that someone is always there for you, even in the most difficult moments. It is a warmth that envelops you when everything else seems cold. I want you to feel it, to know that you are not alone" Kazutora felt a lump tighten in his throat. No one had ever spoken to him like that, with that sincerity. "We don't know how to accept it" he admitted, his voice trembling “You don't have to do anything” Y/n replied, squeezing their hands lightly "Let me show you. Accept that someone cares about you"

The days passed, and Y/n continued to take care of them, one gesture at a time, one word at a time. And little by little, something began to blossom in the hearts of Izana and Kazutora: it wasn't something big or immediate, but a small seed of trust and warmth that grew with time. Izana began to smile more often, a shy smile, almost invisible, but which for Y/n was the sign of a profound change. Kazutora, on the other hand, found himself seeking Y/n's company more frequently, finding comfort in her presence

One evening, while Y/n was reading on the couch, Kazutora sat next to her, resting his head on her shoulder. He didn't say anything, but that gesture spoke for itself. It was the first time he physically sought comfort, and Y/n couldn't help but smile, gently stroking his hair. Izana watched them from afar, and for the first time she didn't feel the need to move away. He walked over and sat on the other side of Y/n, leaning into her slightly

That night, Y/n fell asleep between Izana and Kazutora, their even breaths lulling her to sleep

It had been almost a year since they met, and every day spent together had built a bond that couldn't be broken. Izana and Kazutora, who had once been wary and withdrawn, had learned to trust her. Not only had they accepted her love, but they had begun to reciprocate, albeit in their own way. Izana, with his deep silences, now often sought moments of connection, looking at Y/n with eyes that reflected an affection he hadn't even known existed before. Kazutora also found refuge in her presence, which seemed to calm him for some reason

Izana, with his reserved nature, had found a kind of peace he didn't think possible. Y/n had managed to dissolve his defenses, showing him that love is not a weakness, but a strength that can fill the voids of the soul. For the first time in his life, he no longer felt lost or alone. He felt he belonged to something true and precious. Kazutora, on the other hand, had transformed from the wary and wild boy he had been. Y/n's sweetness and perseverance had shaped his armor, teaching him that there is no shame in asking for help, in seeking comfort in others

heya!! hope you're having an amazing day so far!! and if you aren't too busy, could you do a oneshot where reader who is a bit younger (prob like 1-2 years younger or sumn) then kazutora, izana but still decides to 'adopt' them. reader treats them better than their parents and basically shows them all the love they need. anyways have a good one!! ♡♡

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— You deserve it

Y/n had entered Izana and Kazutora's life in a simple, almost casual way. She had responded to an advert looking for roommates, and when the two boys showed up at the door of her apartment, she couldn't help but welcome them

The first weeks together were calm, marked by a silent routine. Y/n took care of the little things: she made breakfast, she left a few kind messages on post-it notes stuck to the fridge, and she made sure the apartment was a warm and welcoming place. Izana and Kazutora, accustomed to a solitary and harsh life, observed everything with a mixture of disbelief and suspicion. They couldn't understand why Y/n was doing all this for them. No one had ever done anything like this

Izana and Kazutora, both in their twenties, had been marked by a difficult past, made up of abandonments and disappointments. They didn't know what it meant to be loved, and they had become accustomed to living in a world of coldness and indifference. Both had been in prison for some years and both had never had any sort of external affection other than for themselves. Both accustomed to a solitary and hard life, they observed all the girl's attentions with a mixture of disbelief and suspicion. They couldn't understand why Y/n was doing all this for them. No one had ever done anything like this

The girl had never fully understood why she felt the need to take care of them, but there was something in their eyes that made her understand how necessary it was. Over time, he noticed their silences, their difficulty expressing emotions and, above all, the distance they put between themselves and the rest of the world

It was one winter evening, when the snow fell lightly outside the window, that Y/n decided to take the first step towards their hearts. She had prepared a special dinner, one of those that took hours of work and that smelled delicious throughout the house "Hey, guys, I made something nice tonight. Why don't you have dinner with me?" she proposed with her usual sweet smile. They had been roommates for a while now but had never had dinner together, some due to organizational commitments and some for other reasons. Izana, with his amethyst eyes, cast a fleeting glance at Kazutora, trying to understand if there was some hidden trick behind that offer. Kazutora, who had always looked wild and indomitable, looked down, unable to understand Y/n's generosity. However, they both sat down at the table

As they ate, Y/n tried to engage them in light conversation, talking about the little things of the day like the snow falling silently and how nice it was to be warm in the house. Izana and Kazutora answered in monosyllables, but there was something in their eyes that was starting to change. Maybe it was the warmth of the food, maybe it was the tranquility that Y/n radiated, but for the first time, they felt a little less alone

The days passed, and Y/n continued to take care of them, without asking for anything in return. One morning, as she was preparing to go out, she noticed that Kazutora was staring at the window, lost in thought. She decided to come closer, and without saying anything, she put a scarf around his neck "It's cold outside. I wouldn't want you to get sick" she said in an affectionate tone. The scarf had been a very special gift from her father that she was very jealous of, but if it could help Kazutora, she would gladly lend it to him. The boy looked at her, surprised by that gesture. It was a strange feeling, that of being cared for, and he didn't know how to react. He said nothing, but the scarf remained in place, like a symbol of attention he had never known

Later that same day, Y/n found Izana sitting on the couch, a book in hand. She noticed that he seemed fascinated by the pages, even though the book was closed. She sat next to him, keeping a respectful distance "Do you like reading?" she asked, trying to enter his world. Between the two, Izana was certainly the more closed one. Izana glanced at her briefly, then looked back at the book "I find it interesting, but with this headache it's a little difficult for me to read" he admitted in a low voice, as if it were something to be ashamed of. The girl smiled sweetly and took the book from his hands. "If you want, I can read it" he proposed. And so he did. His voice filled the silence of the apartment, turning those printed words into vivid images in Izana's mind. He didn't say anything, but listened, letting Y/n's voice soothe him

As the months passed, something began to change in the atmosphere of the apartment. Izana and Kazutora began to open up a little more, sharing little pieces of their past lives. It wasn't easy for them to talk about what they had experienced, about the wounds that were still bleeding, but Y/n was there, always ready to listen without judging. She herself came from a somewhat particular situation, and was just trying to help someone as she wanted to be helped. If no one had done it for her, that didn't mean she couldn't do it for others

One evening, while they were all sitting on the couch, Kazutora broke the silence "Why are you doing all this for us, Y/n?" he asked, his voice cracking with an emotion he was trying to repress. Y/n looked at him softly, feeling the weight of that question "Because I care about you" she replied simply "I want you to know what it means to be loved, even just for a little while". Izana, who had remained silent until then, turned to her "We don't understand what you mean" he said, his voice cold but not without curiosity

Y/n stood up and walked towards them, taking one of Kazutora's hands and one of Izana's "Love is not just a word, it's an emotion that makes you feel safe, that makes you feel that someone is always there for you, even in the most difficult moments. It is a warmth that envelops you when everything else seems cold. I want you to feel it, to know that you are not alone" Kazutora felt a lump tighten in his throat. No one had ever spoken to him like that, with that sincerity. "We don't know how to accept it" he admitted, his voice trembling “You don't have to do anything” Y/n replied, squeezing their hands lightly "Let me show you. Accept that someone cares about you"

The days passed, and Y/n continued to take care of them, one gesture at a time, one word at a time. And little by little, something began to blossom in the hearts of Izana and Kazutora: it wasn't something big or immediate, but a small seed of trust and warmth that grew with time. Izana began to smile more often, a shy smile, almost invisible, but which for Y/n was the sign of a profound change. Kazutora, on the other hand, found himself seeking Y/n's company more frequently, finding comfort in her presence

One evening, while Y/n was reading on the couch, Kazutora sat next to her, resting his head on her shoulder. He didn't say anything, but that gesture spoke for itself. It was the first time he physically sought comfort, and Y/n couldn't help but smile, gently stroking his hair. Izana watched them from afar, and for the first time she didn't feel the need to move away. He walked over and sat on the other side of Y/n, leaning into her slightly

That night, Y/n fell asleep between Izana and Kazutora, their even breaths lulling her to sleep

It had been almost a year since they met, and every day spent together had built a bond that couldn't be broken. Izana and Kazutora, who had once been wary and withdrawn, had learned to trust her. Not only had they accepted her love, but they had begun to reciprocate, albeit in their own way. Izana, with his deep silences, now often sought moments of connection, looking at Y/n with eyes that reflected an affection he hadn't even known existed before. Kazutora also found refuge in her presence, which seemed to calm him for some reason

Izana, with his reserved nature, had found a kind of peace he didn't think possible. Y/n had managed to dissolve his defenses, showing him that love is not a weakness, but a strength that can fill the voids of the soul. For the first time in his life, he no longer felt lost or alone. He felt he belonged to something true and precious. Kazutora, on the other hand, had transformed from the wary and wild boy he had been. Y/n's sweetness and perseverance had shaped his armor, teaching him that there is no shame in asking for help, in seeking comfort in others

Omg heyyy!, I find your writing quite good, keep up the good work ♥️. May i request Izana x gf reader. Just reader being smitten and whipped for him, like he could literally be beating /killing someone and shes just staring with lovesick eyes and thinking 'Oh Izana , such a cutiepie. My cute boyfriend. I'll even help him hide the body if he wants.....'

And Izana stating she is his Queen and the Queen of Tenjiku

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— Oh, my toxic loverboy

Izana is my favorite poison, my obsession. I know, I shouldn't feel this way, but I can't help it. Every time I see him, the world comes down to him, every thought, every breath, everything is for him. I want it with such intensity that sometimes it scares me, but it's a fear that I like, that excites me. We found each other, and from that moment it's as if we couldn't do without each other. We are always together, united in this strange vortex that for others might seem toxic, but for us it is everything. I don't want to run away from this, in fact, I just want to dive deeper

— Izana: If I ever had to kill Mikey, what would happen between us?

- You: I would help you get rid of the body, my loverboy

Our arguments, our fights, are just another way to feel alive, remind us of how much we care for each other. It doesn't matter how much we get hurt, because in the end we always come back together, hungrier than before, more eager to own each other. I know that others don't understand, that they look at us with that look of disapproval, but I don't care. No one can understand what it means to be with Izana. He is my dark half, my reflection in a distorted mirror, and I am his. We are united by something stronger than simple attraction, something that consumes and nourishes us at the same time

— Izana: You're a whore when you do that, but please, come home. I need to see you, I love you and you know it

— You: Scream at me one more time and I'll smash that damn record of yours that you care about so much. I'm coming back, I hope it's for a good reason

Izana has become everything to me. I wake up thinking about him, and go to sleep with his name on my lips. And Izana… Izana wants me all to herself. He can't stand the idea that there is something or someone between us. He's jealous of everything, even my time: he isolates me from friends, family, and I let it happen... deep down, I'm convinced it's a sign of how much he loves me

— Izana: You just need me. Others exist only to distance us, right?

— You: I push others away, I need you to breathe. To feel alive I need you to be by my side

— Izana: Good girl

Yet, there is a part of me that feels suffocated. I'm short of air, but I can't tear myself away. When we are not together, I feel lost, empty, as if a part of me remains with him even if I don't know where he is. And when we are close, the whole world seems to disappear. But I know, deep down, that this isn't love: it's obsession. A mutual dependence that is slowly destroying us, but which I can't do without. It's a sick bond, and yet, I would never want to break it

— Izana: We both know it's obsession and not love, right?

— You: Yes. But it doesn't bother me

— Izana: Until death, then?

— You: And even after, my loverboy

The truth is that I got lost in him, or maybe I allowed myself to get lost. I no longer recognize who I was before Izana came into my life. At first, it was like he filled a void I didn't even know I had. His every gesture, every word, seemed to be exactly what I needed, and so I let myself be carried away. I've realized that I no longer make decisions without first asking myself what he would think. Every thought, every action, is filtered through his gaze. And him? He does the same. He tells me that he can't imagine his life without me, that I am his reason for existing after years of suffering

— Izana: You will be my bride within a year maximum, Mrs. Kurokawa

— You: I like your last name

— Izana: I'll like it more when you have it too, love

I have asked myself several times if it is possible to live without him. But the very idea throws me into an irrational panic. It's like I need his chaos, his possessiveness, to feel real. And so, I continue to remain trapped in this relationship that is slowly consuming me, and I like it. I don't know if it's love, or just fear of being alone, but one thing is sure: Izana has become my obsession. And I his

— Izana: Oh, my Queen. The Queen of Tenjiku, the only woman who will ever and never leave my life

Omg heyyy!, I find your writing quite good, keep up the good work ♥️. May i request Izana x gf reader. Just reader being smitten and whipped for him, like he could literally be beating /killing someone and shes just staring with lovesick eyes and thinking 'Oh Izana , such a cutiepie. My cute boyfriend. I'll even help him hide the body if he wants.....'

And Izana stating she is his Queen and the Queen of Tenjiku

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— Oh, my toxic loverboy

Izana is my favorite poison, my obsession. I know, I shouldn't feel this way, but I can't help it. Every time I see him, the world comes down to him, every thought, every breath, everything is for him. I want it with such intensity that sometimes it scares me, but it's a fear that I like, that excites me. We found each other, and from that moment it's as if we couldn't do without each other. We are always together, united in this strange vortex that for others might seem toxic, but for us it is everything. I don't want to run away from this, in fact, I just want to dive deeper

— Izana: If I ever had to kill Mikey, what would happen between us?

- You: I would help you get rid of the body, my loverboy

Our arguments, our fights, are just another way to feel alive, remind us of how much we care for each other. It doesn't matter how much we get hurt, because in the end we always come back together, hungrier than before, more eager to own each other. I know that others don't understand, that they look at us with that look of disapproval, but I don't care. No one can understand what it means to be with Izana. He is my dark half, my reflection in a distorted mirror, and I am his. We are united by something stronger than simple attraction, something that consumes and nourishes us at the same time

— Izana: You're a whore when you do that, but please, come home. I need to see you, I love you and you know it

— You: Scream at me one more time and I'll smash that damn record of yours that you care about so much. I'm coming back, I hope it's for a good reason

Izana has become everything to me. I wake up thinking about him, and go to sleep with his name on my lips. And Izana… Izana wants me all to herself. He can't stand the idea that there is something or someone between us. He's jealous of everything, even my time: he isolates me from friends, family, and I let it happen... deep down, I'm convinced it's a sign of how much he loves me

— Izana: You just need me. Others exist only to distance us, right?

— You: I push others away, I need you to breathe. To feel alive I need you to be by my side

— Izana: Good girl

Yet, there is a part of me that feels suffocated. I'm short of air, but I can't tear myself away. When we are not together, I feel lost, empty, as if a part of me remains with him even if I don't know where he is. And when we are close, the whole world seems to disappear. But I know, deep down, that this isn't love: it's obsession. A mutual dependence that is slowly destroying us, but which I can't do without. It's a sick bond, and yet, I would never want to break it

— Izana: We both know it's obsession and not love, right?

— You: Yes. But it doesn't bother me

— Izana: Until death, then?

— You: And even after, my loverboy

The truth is that I got lost in him, or maybe I allowed myself to get lost. I no longer recognize who I was before Izana came into my life. At first, it was like he filled a void I didn't even know I had. His every gesture, every word, seemed to be exactly what I needed, and so I let myself be carried away. I've realized that I no longer make decisions without first asking myself what he would think. Every thought, every action, is filtered through his gaze. And him? He does the same. He tells me that he can't imagine his life without me, that I am his reason for existing after years of suffering

— Izana: You will be my bride within a year maximum, Mrs. Kurokawa

— You: I like your last name

— Izana: I'll like it more when you have it too, love

I have asked myself several times if it is possible to live without him. But the very idea throws me into an irrational panic. It's like I need his chaos, his possessiveness, to feel real. And so, I continue to remain trapped in this relationship that is slowly consuming me, and I like it. I don't know if it's love, or just fear of being alone, but one thing is sure: Izana has become my obsession. And I his

— Izana: Oh, my Queen. The Queen of Tenjiku, the only woman who will ever and never leave my life

It really gives me some feeling that Izana's favorite song is Bohemian Rhapsody because it suits him a lot. It's like he's literally singing it, and if you think about it that makes a lot of sense to mention a lot of his "mother" in the song who is the root of all his problems.

It really gives me some feeling that Izana's favorite song is Bohemian Rhapsody because it suits him a lot. It's like he's literally singing it, and if you think about it that makes a lot of sense to mention a lot of his "mother" in the song who is the root of all his problems.

“SPOILED” he loves being spoiled by his rich girlfriend

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ oneshot

࿐*ೃ feat : izana kurokawa

࿐*ೃ fandom : tokyo revengers

࿐*ೃ extra : fem! reader, fluff

࿐*ೃ tw : cursing

╰┈➤: ̗̀➛ "IS IT JUST me or has Izana been acting odd lately?"

Kakucho spoke up, breaking the silence between him and the Brutal Generation, as well as the executives of Tenjiku. He was unable to contain his curiosity much longer. He pondered in his mind all the time; whether the others noticed this subtle change in Izana.

"Izana has always been unhinged, Kakucho. Since when he's not acting odd?" Ran casually remarked, finding his question strange. "You know him personally much more than we do. Surely, we can't give you any answers even if you demand one from us." Rindou added.

"What's so odd about Izana anyway?" Shion asked, his brain still trying its hardest to discern the meaning behind Kakucho's inquiry. "If you are talking about how he has been hanging out a lot on his own, I personally don't think it's strange." Kanji stated whilst he munched on a mochi.

"You know him. He doesn't like it when we question his actions." Muto advised, patting the younger male's broad back to reassure him. "I know, but...ahh, there is just something off about him. I can't get it out of my mind unless I figure it out." Kakucho argued, persistently staying true to himself.

"My gut feeling is too strong for me to ignore it... Alright, that's it. I'm going out to check on Izana. He went out to the city again today. You guys wanna tag along?" Kakucho offered invitation to the rest of the executives. Shion, Kanji and Muto were unsure. They didn't want to dig their own grave.

But the two Haitanis thought otherwise. They were thrilled by the idea of spying on Izana during his casual stroll in the city. They might discover something unbelievable.

"We are coming along~" Ran agreed to Kakucho's invitation, his hand resting on top of Rindou's head. Rindou wore a wide grin on his face, excited by the adventure they were about to experience. It could be a death wish but who cares! Life wasn't fun without taking risk.

Seeing two of them agreeing to this maniacal, suicide-borderline plan, Kanji, Shion and Muto sighed defeatedly and eventually agreed to Kakucho as well. Delighted by their cooperation, he smiled at the older males happily.

"Alright, let's go now!"

Meanwhile, in the city, Izana was strolling in a clothing store with you, browsing the various clothes and shoes sold in the store in complete silence. There was no way he would want to buy them as most the stuffs he wanted was overpriced.

His amethyst-hued eyes suddenly landed on a pair of shoes. He stared long at the said shoes, as if he was attracted to them. He was unaware of how long he was fixing his gaze at the footwear. Noticing his behavior, you smiled at him and picked up the shoes he secretly wished to have.

Shocked by your action, Izana looked at you in disbelief. "No, not again." He opposed your idea. He knew you too well; you were planning to buy the shoes for him. But you shook your head and brought the shoes along as you and your boyfriend made your way to the store clerk.

"Yes, again. I told you, just buy anything you want. I can pay for the goods."

"You're always spoiling me."

"And I love doing that. Especially spoiling you."

Izan smiled softly at you, his one and only girlfriend. To be honest, he didn't know you were from a wealthy family until he went on a first date with you. It was astonishing to figure out this interesting fact about you.

Izana reached out his hand and held your hand warmly. "That's why I love you so much, mahal." He whispered seductively into your ear, tightening his hold on your hand. Your cheeks heated up upon hearing his attractive voice. God, you always had a thing for voice. Hearing a sexy voice like his made you weak in the knees. "I love you too, sweetie."

You paid for the shoes much to Izana's happiness. He never, never even once asked you to spoil him with your wealth. You willingly did it for him and he appreciated it so much. Even though he couldn't buy any expensive gifts like you did, you adored every single thing he did or give to you as presents.

You weren't a picky and judgmental girl.

"So, where should we go now?"

"Mahal, I'm hungry. Can we stop by KFC?"

"Sure! And you better keep your wallet in your pocket. Today's date is on me."

"But..."

"No buts. I invited you to the date so I have the rights to spoil you."

Izana chuckled while rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. You were persistently stubborn when it came to this topic. It was no surprise to know you hated being the spoiled one during date. Only on rare occasion, you would let him pay during the date.

"If you say so, mahal." Izana leaned in to kiss your forehead. Your face went ablaze, delighted by his soft kiss. That was right, this was what you wanted. Receiving rewards in the form of physical touched everytime you spoiled him. Izana was the best when it came to showing love through physical touch.

Hooking your arm with his, you and Izana walked out of the clothing store as he flirted with you, effortlessly causing warmth to spread across your cheeks.

"After this...wanna come over to my place to chill, mahal?" Izana whispered flirtatiously into your ear. You could practically hear the smirk in his teasing voice as his arm found its way to snake around your waist. "I love to reward you for all the treats and spoiling...you deserve so much from me."

"Eager much, aren't you? I'm always up for it. I love to be spoiled by you later."

"Thought you hated being coddled by me, mahal."

"Your "spoiling" is different and that's why I love it."

The warmth in your cheeks kept rising up. You could never stop flirting with Izana when he started making his move. He would continue whispering sweet nothings until you overheated.

Unbeknownst to the couple, a group of curious delinquents were spying on them with the youngest having his jaw dropped to the ground in disbelief.

"I-Izana...since when did he— has a partner?" Kakucho gasped, his mouth agape wide open. Shion, Muto, Kanji, Ran and Rindou were left speechless as well. Izana, never once, showed the slightest bit interest in relationship considering that man hated "troublesome burden". Hence, seeing him all sweet with a girl was a miracle. This fact might take a while to be embedded into their brain.

"Let's go follow them. I need to confirm again—"

Much to Kakucho's misfortune, Rindou unintentionally slipped and brutally pushed Kakucho out of their hiding spot. Due to panic, all of them left the alleyway to help Kakucho and Rindou to get back on their feet.

Of course, this led to their downfall.

Thanked to the chaos, Izana and you were drawn to take a look. The Tenjiku leader was displeased to find his executives all hoarded together. He figured out right away that they were spying on him.

"You know them?" You asked, curious of his sudden change of facial expression. You were still linking your arm with his. Izana's face scrunched with irritation, aggravated by their rude interruption. You knew Izana was involved in gang activities but you had never found out that he was the leader of his own gang.

"What the fuck are you guys doing here?!" Izana yelled at his exeuctives. His roaring voice sent shivers down to their spine. He untangled his arm from your hold, dangerously walking toward the other elite delinquents of his gang. Shion was on the verge of tears, fearing for his life and safety.

"S-Shit, run! RUN! FUCKING RUN!!" Shion, being the most coward among all of them, made a run from Izana's wrath. Izana ignored the others as they were already frozen on their spots so he began chasing after Shion, catching up with his speed easily.

"Wait, you fucker! I'm gonna fucking kill you for interrupting my date!!"

The small chaos somehow turned into a big calamity as Shion, Kakucho, Ran, Rindou, Muto and Kanji now needed to face Izana's rage.

While you just stood there all confused but enjoyed the evening drama nonetheless.

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Warnings: swearing, suggestive, mommy issues, mentions of deceased mothers, brother issues (akashi's), mentions of physical abuse, mentions of suicide, depending on what kind of person you are, this might be kinda dark

Side note: i think i may be projecting too many of my headcanons on these people so i apologize for mischaracterizations😔🙏

Desc: it's Shinichiro's birthday!! (sneaking in the fact that it's also mine and i'm 19 today😋)

Izana: happy birthday Shinichiro

Izana: everyone's gonna say the same thing so i don't think there's a need for an influx of happy birthday messages

Izana: just dm, to prevent a pointless conversation

Shinichiro: aw thanks Izana😁❤

Mikey: HAPPY BIRTHDAY

Mikey: ANOTHER YEAR OF BEING A VIRGIN🙏🔥

Baji: you're such a loser man

Baji: with all due respect and no offense of course

Baji: happy birthday tho

Mitsuya: aren't you a virgin, Mikey?

Mistuya: a bit hypocritical

Mitsuya: happy birthday Shinichiro-san

Mikey: i had sex once, and meh

Mikey: 5/10

Mikey: being confronted with someone's dick and balls was crazy

Mikey: and i have mommy issues so i don't think it's a good idea for me to sleep with a woman

Mikey: but i would like to lay on one's chest as they sing me to sleep

Baji: what does that have to do with anything

Draken: no one asked you for any of that information, just so you know

Mikey: your mom asked me

Mikey: oh, sorry😔

Mikey: they wasn't even part of the joke. i'm genuinely apologizing😔

Emma: Mikey!

Emma: you know that's a sensitive subject 😠

Draken: not really, to be honest

Senju: why's it a sensitive subject

Emma: his mother left him

Senju: ...

Senju: Emma why would you tell me that

Mitsuya: i think we should word this differently or not talk about it, maybe

Mikey: Mitsuya's right, as always (boring 🙄)

Mikey: but Emma☠️?

Senju: yours left too girl

Emma: well i know that, so i'd be sad if someone made a joke about it

Emma: and so did yours🤨?

Senju: death is different. your mom CHOSE to leave you

Senju: skill issue

Senju: was that too far? maybe

Draken: guys

Chifuyu: ok guys let's calm down

Emma: of course a person with a mother would say that 🙄

Chifuyu: ...sorry

Emma: just jokes Fuyu😚

Baji: don't apologize Chifuyu, not our fault we have mom's

Baji: suck it, losers

Mikey: i really didn't mean to start all this, my bad

Draken: it's not a big deal😐

Draken: and Shinichiro-san, happy birthday, but you're still a virgin?

Draken: i'm not judging or anything. i just find it impressive

Draken: all the other stuff is overrated

Emma: 🤨

Emma: we'll talk about that later

Emma: are you actively practising abstinence?

Emma: i couldn't

Emma: not with Ken-chan around, at least😋

Draken: dude

Draken: your entire family is here

Emma: don't call me dude☹️

Draken: okay

Draken: babe

Draken: your entire family is here

Emma: so?? they know we have sex

Emma: how else would we try to have a kid?

Draken: bro...

Mikey: KEN-CHIN KILL YOURSELF☹️👎

Izana: Emma was underage when you got together

Izana: something to think about, Draken

Draken: i was too???

Takeomi: who the hell are you

Draken: me?

Takeomi: obviously not you

Takeomi: "Izana"

Takeomi: who is that

Shinichiro: this is Izana, Omi

Takeomi: i fucking know that Shinichiro

Takeomi: why are you all so stupid

Baji: why are you brining your sour mood here

Baji: go die

Baji: no offense

Mitsuya: you can't keep saying bad things then saying no offense

Mitsuya: it literally doesn't mean anything

Shinichiro: i said i had another little brother remember?

Shinichiro: before Emma was a Sano, she was a Kurokawa. this is Izana Kurokawa

Takeomi: your dad was a man whore. respect

Shinichiro: dude, ew?

Izana: technically i'm no ones sibling because my mom lied to your guys' dad about being my father so i'm actually not related to any of you. not really supposed to be here

Mikey: dude give that up. we don't care 🙏

Izana: i was just clarifying

Emma: Izana-nii you know it makes Shin sad when you say that☹️

Izana: i was stating facts, but alright

Haruchiyo: happy birthday Shinichiro

Baji: you never speak on this group but oh, let the topic be about Mikey

Baji: all of the sudden it's a yappathon

Baji: "i wish Mikey would stick it in!"

Haruchiyo: I'VE NEVER SAID THAT

Haruchiyo: and i'm speaking now, aren't i😐

Mikey: Baji leave Haruchiyo alone

Mikey: you're the one always scaring him away😔👎

Mikey: hi Haru😋

Haruchiyo: hi Mikey 🙂

Kazutora: happy birthday Shinichiro-san

Kazutora: um, sorry about... the incident

Mikey: (i told you not to talk about that in front of people, Tora💀)

Draken: PUTTING A SENTENCE IN BRACKETS DOESN'T MEAN YOU'RE WHISPERING

Draken: STOP DOING THIS

Senju: what incident

Kazutora: uh

Kazutora: almost killing him

Shinichiro: buddy, i know you didn't mean to do that. it's all good

Kazutora: no, i fully intended to kill a person

Kazutora: it just wasn't meant to be you

Kazutora: and for that i apologize

Shinichiro: oh...

Shinichiro: well at least you don't have those murderous thoughts anymore, right? let's dwell on the positive 😁

Kazutora: i do have those thoughts

Baji: you don't always have to tell the truth man

Mikey: dude☠️

Kazutora: but they're about my father, mostly

Kazutora: i look exactly like him, so looking in the mirror is hard sometimes

Kazutora: i'm not allowed to kill myself, but killing him would be close enough

Kazutora: but i can't. because of the law

Draken: dude, are you okay? do we need to talk again

Draken: this is concerning

Kazutora: words cannot help me, Draken

Kazutora: anyway, have a good birthday, Shinichiro-san

Kazutora: i'm glad you didn't die by my hands

Shinichiro: ...

Shinichiro: i'm not really sure what to say

Senju: i love his thought process

Senju: (what the hell is wrong with this guy)

Draken: we can see the text inside the brackets 😐

Senju: fine

Senju: what the hell is wrong with this guy😭

Senju: you were the one who put Shin in a coma??

Senju: the power or friendship really carries this group's dynamic because if it were me, Kazutora would never see the light of day😭🙏

Senju: it helps that you're handsome

Kazutora: thank you. i'm sorry

Senju: you're welcome. you are forgiven

Baji: maybe let's change the topic

Senju: what's wrong with him?

Senju: no offense

Emma: his father used to beat him

Senju: Emma!

Senju: you can't be telling people this 😭

Emma: STOP ASKING ME THEN

Emma: there's no malice!! i'm just telling you what happened!!

Inupi: happy birthday Shinichiro

Inupi: my sister has agreed to go on a date with you

Inupi: i see you as a really good guy so if you fuck this up, i'd have to kill you

Shinichiro: AKANE-SAN?

Shinichiro: she's too pretty for me

Shinichiro: ok um, please give me her number, Seishu

Shinichiro: thank you

Shinichiro: let's speak privately yeah?

Mikey: Inupi, this is the first time in your life you've ever been useful

Mikey: i'm impressed

Inupi: kill yourself

Mikey: Koko doesn't love you back👎🔥💔

Inupi: Takemitchy is married to a woman

Draken: break it up

Draken: and Koko does love him back, he's just fighting heteronormativity and internalized homophobia

Emma: ?

Draken: i'll tell you about it later

Emma: 🤗

Inupi: you will not

Koko: i am in this group, you know?

Koko: happy birthday Shinichiro

Koko: also Inupi, aren't we dating?

Inupi: huh

Koko: are we not dating?

Inupi: i mean, i wasn't aware of it

Inupi: but okay

Inupi: you didn't ask me

Koko: well, we act like we're dating so i thought we were

Inupi: okay

Draken: Koko you can do better than that

Draken: this is a terrible confession

Draken: i did not sit through hours of Inupi's yearning for this

Draken: do better

Koko: okay...

Koko: meet me at my place?

Inupi: ...

Inupi: okay

Draken: 👍

Izana: can't anyone solve their private matters, PRIVATELY?

Mikey: dammit

Draken: what?

Mikey: i don't like when he's happy

Mikey: i need to ruin this for him somehow

Izana: Inupi fucking sucks

Mikey: he's the worst

Mikey: i regret changing the timeline for his sake

Mikey: should've left him to burn

Baji: what?

Mikey: nothing

Baji: this was about everything, except Shinichiro's birthday ☠️

Shinichiro: to be honest? i couldn't ask for more

Shinichiro: my family being happy is the best present i could ask for

Shinichiro: i really love you guys

Izana: thanks

Mikey: BOOOOOOOOO

Mikey: too sappy, i'm out

Baji: that was so corny😂

Baji: (we love you too)

Emma: Shini-nii😭❤

Senju: Takeomi, take notes

Senju: i still don't get how you guys are friends considering the personality difference

Senju: Shin is so kind and lovable and amazing and sweet (and hot lwky)

Emma: ew😐

Senju: you um, you smoke, and you um

Senju: yeah i got nothing

Senju: still love you though!

Haruchiyo: he's ugly and abusive

Takeomi: says the dick sucker

Takeomi: i'm abusive because of the way you are by the way

Takeomi: besides, i've regrettably, never lay a hand on you

Baji: here we go again

Haruchiyo: in another life, i've killed you with my bare hands

Takeomi: do you seriously think you could beat me in a fight

Haruchiyo: i'll die trying

Shinichiro: okay guys um let's please not

Shinichiro: Omi stop being a dick 😅

Shinichiro: Haru, sorry for Omi being a dick

Senju: ☹️

Senju: we love you too, Shin

Draken: uhm i don't know if it's appropriate for me to say? but i love you too Shinichiro, i guess

Draken: this is a little awkward now

Kazutora: should i say it?

Baji: no, Tora

Kazutora: ok

Tokyo Revengers X Gakuen Babysitters!!!!

I guess they're one of the troublemakers

Art Credit: Choyuchi Art (Facebook)

Note: I've already asked the artist for permission before reposting their art. If anyone wants to repost their art, pls pls pls ask for their permission first!!!

ever wondered how the tenjiku gang would look like as a high school baseball team?

https://twitter.com/periwinkledusk/status/1407651046332112901?s=20

izana doesn’t care what time it is, he will get out of bed at 3:30am to check downstairs because you heard something. if you aren’t fully comfortable with something that he can fix for you, you can bet that he’ll do it in a heartbeat. he doesn’t want anything less than perfect for you, and he will tear the world down just to see you smile. izana is absolutely smitten for you, and he would do anything to prove it to you.

Wakasa is just *chef's kiss

Izana likes to hold both your hands at once. It happens when you're telling him about your day, seated on the couch and half-turned towards him. He's listening. He definitely is. But he's also all too focused on the way your mouth moves, and the expressiveness of your eyes, and most importantly, your fingers. He watches your movements more than anything. He plays with the tips of your fingers while you talk, until you're giggling and asking him what he wants.

It's attention. He always wants attention. And you're only too happy to give it to him, locking eyes with him until he looks away. But his fingers don't stop toying with yours. He waits for you to join your hands together properly, pushing your weight onto his and leaning in to press a short kiss to his cheek.

If he's in the mood, he'll give you a proper kiss, pushing you until your back is pressed up against the couch. It's here that his hands will trace up your arms to hold your cheeks. Another kiss. A softer one.

It ends innocently, most of the time. Neither of you say anything during the quiet moments when Izana is just touching you, feeling your skin under his fingers like you're the most delicate thing he's ever seen.

But really, you've never felt the need to fill the silence at all. l

Sunrise till sundown [KazuZana]

~a kakuzana oneshot~

Background music :

Tw: pet names, worship, big dick zana, sub izana, dom kakucho, SMUT, little fluff at the end, bxb, and ofc kakuzana

Pairings: Hitto Kakucho ; Kurokawa Izana

WC :> 1,189

Enjoy

Waking up with his panties wet and his dick hard first thing in the morning was definitely NOT on Izana's to-do list. But procrastinating about it and praying to lord heaven above was definitely added. The amount of times this had happened makes even the almighty father pity him.

Poking it? Tried already. Teasing it? Useless waste of time. Jerking off? The amount of failed attempts are crazy! Getting someone to help? All the women back off after talking big! All bark no bite smh.

Whimpering harmonies and moaning melodies left the plush lips of the tan male. Clutching his 7 inch dick and letting out small teardrops of pain. Having experienced this torture already, yet he wasn't ready for the rodeo to go down once again.

Laying back down on the bed, izana shook off the soft blanket and his lacey cherry-coloured panties, and left his coke can dick standing straight up. Eyes slightly swollen from the tears, but it's nothing new to the man. Looking out, Across the morning, he could see the streets of Yokohama come alive, sounds of the moter of bikes reving surounded him and the loud sound of cars honking. But he couldn't care less, it was just white noise to Izana, who just wanted to get his dick soft again.

The sound of the wooden door of his bedroom creaking made the gang leader choke.

"DON-"

"Hey Izana there aren't any meetings today! Do you want to go get some ice....... Cre...am...."

Kakucho, Izana's most trusted servant (best friend), his childhood homie, the person that knew Izana almost better than Izana himself, was gaping like a fish, eyes wide, mouth open and everything.

Kakucho couldn't comprehend the shock, of seeing his best buddy's snow white hair dishevelled, face teary with glossy eyes and wobbly lips, shirtless pecs and stomach on display, toned legs covered in slick sweat spread out in a perfect V-shape, tensing and loosening at an uneven pace or the fact that izana, undoubtedly one of the strongest gang leaders in Japan, wears panties the same colour as cherry blossoms in spring.

"Kaku-" Izana gasped, hands quickly coming to cover his erect dick

"Does it hurt?"

"What?" Izana was confused, shouldn't Kakucho be embarrassed? Disgusted? Izana's thoughts were overwhelming him and it was obvious as his face had a rose tint that wasn't there before, voice growing ever so shaky and Adams apple shifting in his strained throat.

"Does it hurt? Izana?" The widened eyes of Kakucho relaxed ever so slightly.

Biting his tongue, Izana

"Kaku! It hurts! Please hELP!" Izana broke down, all that anger and frustration that came with his dick not working finally poured out, just like the pre-cum from his cock.

"Hang in there baby" unbuttoning his cotton shirt, kakucho slowly strutted his way to Izana's bed. By the time he got there, he was only in his boxers.

"May i climb on izana?" Although he appeared calm on the outside, his hands were trembling with the thought of touching the majestic man.

"Please! Do whatever kaku~ just help me!" Izana was starting to get bratty, hands smaking the bed softly, and legs spreading wider, and the whines getting even sluttier.

"Patience, My king~" The deep Baritone of Kakucho's voice rumbled as izana's whorish moans intensified.

Veiny and calloused hands wandered around Izana's midsection. Kakucho's large finger found its way to the mushroom tip of Izana's dick. Testing the waters, he moved it in a circular motion, garnering louder moans from the other.

"My my~ who knew that your rough voice could sound so heavenly?" Kakucho chuckled, though, he knew those sounds would forever be etched into his mind, like staples on paper.

Spreading the pre-cum gathered at the top, combined with the sweat from his gnarled palm, kakucho covered the long, grithy, brown cock in his hand, lubing it up and getting it wet enough to not hurt when his scarred hands uo and down. But he concluded that it wasn't enough.

"Spit,baby" Pride? Who? Dignity? Don't know em! Izana threw those out the window the moment Kaku's hand grazed his hard erection. Gathering some saliva, he sat up straight and opened his mouth, spitting into the scarred mans hand.

"Is this enough? Sir?" Batting his long platinum lashes, Izana fell back onto the bed with a soft thud.

That alone was enough for kakucho to get a raging boner,

'but it's Izana's time right now, not yours'

he reminded himself before quickly bringing his wet hand down to the latters dick once again.

"M-more than enough baby~" instead of his words coming out as powerful, it came out as breathy and full of desire. Duel coloured eyes burning holes into the pretty dick of his king, drool practically dripping down his plump lips.

Kakucho stroked the other in an even pace, bringing Izana to the brink of insanity. His dick twitching and spilling white uncontrollably, ethereal orchid eyes rolling to the back of his pretty head. A steady rhythm of "kaku~ ka~haaa~kakuuuu~" was gushing from his glossed lips. His soft, feminine, yet lean arms grabbed onto kakucho's large, beefy biceps, in a way to ground what is left little of himself.

"Faster pleaSE~" kakucho was sure the whole neighborhood could hear his king whine in pleasure, and it left an unsettling feeling in his stomach, but it reassured him, that they all will know who the snow haired beauty belongs to.

"Faster you say?" The once unsure, shaky voice that Kakucho had, was replaced by a confident, teasing tone.

All he got was frantic, dumbed nodding from Izana. The sight was so paltry, that it made the big scary Kakucho coo out in adoration.

Of course, who was Kakucho to deny his king? He obeyed his commands and sped up his pace.

That was Izana's breaking point.

Legs painfully numb, hips bucking up, the way his neck bent backwards could be mistaken from it snapping! Mouth hung open with nothing coming out. Not a breath, not a whine. All sound caught up in his chest as he his first orgasm's intensity took away his soul.

But no. The big bad meany kakucho did not stop. Continuing his actions, even daring to go faster and harder, while completely ignoring his King's pleas for him to cease.

This was his king's first orgasm, and he was going to make sure, that it is the most memorable.

As soon as izana started shooting blanks, Kakucho stopped.

"You were amazing baby, wonderful. You're such a good boy, prettiest boy." Kakucho sang out praise from the depths of his heart, hugging the man closer to his muscled chest, stroking his hair ever so lovingly.

"Th-thank y-you, thank you so much Kaku" with the afternoon rays of the golden sun, shining through the silk curtain of Izana's humble adobe, a kiss, that will secure two lovers forever, took place.

........................

"OPEN UP YOU GAYASSES, IT'S BEEN TWO DN HOURS, KEEP THE FUCKING NOISE DOWN!"

"OH SHUT THE HELL UP KAREN! DON'T THINK I SLEEP SO PEACEFULLY WITH YOU AND YOUR HUSBAND GOING AT IT LIKE DOGS OT HEAT!"

poor karen.

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Comments and reblogs are appreciated<3

@awoogaboogahehehehehehe here you go <3333

Sorry Ms. Jackson

Him / (her)

Warnings : leaving, heartbreak, angst, no fluff, still having feelings.

Pairing(s) : him/her; her

Genre : angst

[ Tokyo revengers: Haitani Ran, Haitani Rindou, Kurokawa Izana, Kanto!Mikey, Kawagari Senju, Hanma Shuji, Sanzu Haruchiyo (-your favs)

Jujutsu Kaisen: Sukana Ryomen, Fushiguro Megumi, Zenin Maki, Fushiguro Toji, Geto Suguru (-your favs)

My Hero Academia: Tomura Shigaraki, Dabi, Shinso Hitoshi, Kirishima Ejiro, Aizawa Shouta, Miriko (-your favs)

WC: 249

E n j o y

"NO DON'T LEAVE!"

That was her breaking point, all the years she had spent giving it her all knowing damn well that loving someone who can't even love themselves, much less love back, was a waste of time and heart. It's ridiculous really. Tricking herself into believing he would change, for her.

A teary eyed glare was all that she could afford to give him, yet even then, it was barely glazed with hatred. It's hard to let someone go when you've known them your whole life. At least your whole love life. The glare still held love, and hope for a better love life. But not for her, she hopes no other women go through this like she did, she prays that this man gets a better mindset, and gets a partner that can really help him through his hardships, she wishes that he will find peace in someone that can treat him better than her.

"I really loved you... I r-really did. But I'm not for you. I hope you heal and i wish you a better life. Time is precious, please don't waste it honey" giving him a soft smile, no hidden intentions or malice, just pure hope for him. She turned to leave, without hurting eachother even more, ending on a heartfelt note.

Head in his hands, knees on the ground and tears rolling down.

"I'm sorry M-Miss Ja-Jackson I am for real

Never meant to make your daughter cry

I apologize a trillion times..."

Hello hope ur day was fine ur requests r open then can l request izana? Anything is fine there is not much requests about him as far as l know :( l leave the topic to you! Thank you so much ❤️

Warmth

featuring: kurokawa izana

sjkshdks izana is so pretty >:(

it was raining heavily that day and you were seeking shelter under a shrine's roof with a boy who's in your year from school. you didn't have your school uniform's coat since you were in a rush that morning. izana turned to face you who was rubbing your palms together to create some heat. in the corner of your eye, you saw him looking into his bag, searching for something.

he pulled out a red coat, handing it to you. your eyes widen at the symbol on the clothing. looking up to him, the boy raised an eyebrow. gulping nervously, you put on the coat. it was warm. izana looked away. his heart was racing at how adorable your figure looked in the big coat.

but things got even more worst for him when you suddenly came up to him, pulling him into a hug. his ears and cheeks flushed red at the contact. "um, i thought you needed some warmth too," you whispered slowly, hiding your blushing face in his chest. he didn't want to push you away, because if he did, he would probably won't experience this anytime soon.

without losing another second, he pulled you closer to him with his hand placed on your head. 'he's warm..' you thought. a tiny smile crept up to your lips as you both silently enjoyed each other's company as droplets of rain continue to hit the ground.

Hello! Happy late birthday! Can you do headcanons of Manila, Tenjiku arc and good timeline Izana's kinks?

Manila!Izana-

Choking- This version of Izana is mean and does not take disrespect very lightly, he's very quick too correct it with his hand around your throat and a little "behave" growled in your ear as he watches all that false bravado drop from your face in seconds with a nasty grin cracking at his lips and a little chuckle following in suite. He also likes too hold you from behind, one hand around your waist, the other around your neck, his thumb brushes against your jaw as he nips at your throat, one of his more softer, rarer moments. He knows you love his hands, so why not slip his pretty fingers around your little throat as he fucks into you from the back?

D\S- He is a dom at heart, that's a fact. He loves a good power-play scene, especially the power imbalance, which is highly likely, given his high position in the gang life. His word in and out of the bedroom is not choice, but law, and he expects you too follow everything he says without an ounce of hesitation. He likes control, it doesn't even have too be sexual but that's what he thrives in, giving orders. He's not one too let his guard down or let people get too cocky with him, he doesn't do too well when people are giving orders, because he doesn't exactly like or follow them. Having control can also be a comfort for him, since he hasn't had much control in his life, but it's also so he can keep an eye on you and keep you in check.

Tenjiku!Izana-

Degradation- He's mean, but he's not cruel, he'd never go so far to the point that you start feeling bad. He wants you pushing at his chest because it feels so good and you can't take it, not because what he's saying is making you genuinely insecure and you don't want too have sex with him anymore. It's mostly back-handed praise though, like, "pretty little slut" or that "you take it better then any other slut" he's been with. It's more often mixed with praise rather then just straight degradation. He's also quite the fan of making you hump his thigh as he calls you out on your messy behavior, leaving you too feel embarrassed as he spits little mocking words in your ears as his hands stay around your hips, making you hump his thigh, your clit rubbing up against the fabric of your pants, leaving you all teary-eyes as you spew out watery apologies.

Spanking- He likes physical punishment, especially when he's delivering it, he really doesn't do too well with bad behavior or bratty comments, especially when they're directed at him. He's a firm believer in a heavy hand solving discipline, especially when it's done right, meaning, by him. Now, this man has two types of slaps that he'll lay on your ass, thighs, or cheek. The ones that are heavy and painful, leaving ugly bruises in their wake as you try not too cry from how quick and precise they are on your skin. The ones that have yelps of pain crawling at your throat too be released from the confinements of your voice box. Then there's the other one, the somewhat soft ones that have you mewling as you look up at him from your place across his lap, his other hand running through the strands of your hair as he tells you, "just a few more love, then you're all done." The ones that have you playfully bratty as you give him those big doe eyes of yours that he loves so much.

GT!Izana-

Breeding Kink- As a child, he wasn't exactly given a happy home, he was left for another by the person he admired the most. He's always wanted a family, and since he wasn't able too have one, he had one himself- or at the very least, he wanted his own. That's the only thing he can think about when he's balls deep in your cunt, your legs sore and muscles tense as he pins your thighs to your chest, fucking into your leaky cunt with little hushes and coos too just be patient, he's almost done, just give him a few more minutes he needs too make sure that it sticks, you can't let any leak out because then he has too fill you again; and honestly it's your fault that he has too go multiple rounds with you, it won't stick if you keep moving and squirming like that baby, what don't you understand. Don't even think about cleaning yourself up, because he will hold you down for the whole night.

Praise- This version of Izana is a sweetheart, he's all about praise, you are the most important person in his life and he'd never make you like less then perfect, because you are. In his pretty violet eyes, you are truly his everything, the light in his very dark world; truly the best thing too have ever happened to him. Anytime he can, he's whispering praise in your ear, it doesn't matter if you're around a whole bunch of people and your face is pure crimson, he'll continue with a cocky little smirk on his face as people ask if you're okay and you're adorably full of stutters as he chuckles in your ear, rubbing his pretty hand up and down your arm in mock comfort. Even if it's something that you're not good at, he'll make you feel like you're the best he's ever had, because in his eyes, you are.

SHINICHIRO THIS, MIKEY THAT, IZANA THERE, WELL HAVE YOU SEEN GRANDPA SANO 🙄⁉️ HE'S A FINE ASS GILF Y'ALL 🦭

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