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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

Thought I'd post my edits here too... Since I don't have writing skills 🥲

Anywayyys Toraaa🫶🏻

Hi~!

I was looking through your characters list but I couldn't find any Tokyo Revengers characters? I saw a mood board for Izana earlier so I don't know if that's a problem on my side or not.

Anyway, if you do Tokyo Rev characters, may I request a mood board for Pet shop Time skip Kazutora?

If you don't do TokRev characters then just ignore this! Or ignore it in general, doesn't really matter.

Dating Kazutora Hanemiya <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : I do have a tokyo rev mlist but it’s quite far down so it’s probably not exactly the easiest to find! Srry this took me so long to get to your ask but here is kazutora! <3

Kazutora Angst

Paring- Chifuyu x Baji, Kazutora x Baji? Warning: smoking, cigarette, getting high, death, jealous, spoilers,

Prompt: “Of course you guys could have been together, Sonic loved you from the start, He was just scared of his feelings, For all of his cockiness, He didn’t know how to act around you, And you know Sonic, He likes to run”

Credit:

“there is something about Amy part 3" by MASHED

Kazutora could tell from how much Baji’s death hurt Chifuyu. He was surprised that Chifuyu wanted to help him. He never understood that part. I mean you would think Chifuyu, the guy who was best friends with Baji, would help the person who killed the person that was his friend.

It hurt Kazutora’s brain to think about it. He tried not to. He didn’t want to think of it like that. He didn’t want to think that maybe Chifuyu felt like he had to do this. I mean why would he. He never knew you till Baji left Toman for him.

He sighs as he takes a breath from the cigarette that was in his hands.

He was in his and Chifuyu’s place, more Chifuyu’s place then his. They both were on different couches getting high off their asses. He was too far into his thoughts to hear Chifuyu say something. The only way he knew that Chifuyu was talking was because his lips were moving.

He looked at Chifuyu’s eyes before taking another puff and holding it in a little longer and then letting it out. “What did you say, Chifuyu?” He asked. If this was any other time he would be scared to ask this. He didn’t want Chifuyu to think he wasn’t listening to him. He was just way out of his mind to even care what he was saying or let it process in his mind on what he was about to say.

“Kazutora, did Baji ever love me?” Chifuyu asked. Kazutora would have been stunned. He never thought Chifuyu would ask that question. I mean of course Baji loved him. Baji loved him more than anything in the world. It hurt Kazutora to know that because he wished Baji loved him like that. He wished he was Baji’s number one. So the thought of Chifuyu not knowing that for some reason made him angry. Like how could you not know. I mean Baji wasn’t ever good with his feelings or showing them correctly but that doesn’t mean that he didn’t love you.

Kazutora wanted to break something. Wanted to yell. I mean if he was in Chifuyu’s spot he would have never had that thought go through his mind. Only if Chifuyu knew how much Baji would talk about him to Kazutora. It made him jealous. He didn’t understand why. It just did. Maybe it was because he wasn’t his best friend or not. But it made him mad that Chifuyu would ask that question. It also made him jealous seeing how now that he thought about it Baji really only talked about Chifuyu and always wanted to hang out with him. Even when he was in Valhalla. When he wasn’t supposed to think or want to do those things.

Kazutora then takes another hit before answering. Oh how much he wanted to stop himself from talking. How much he didn’t wish Chifuyu asked that question when he was high like this. Chifuyu probably knew Kazutora had a big mouth when he was high. When he had no control over his words or anything.

“Of course Baji loved you,” He snapped. He wished it didn’t sound so rude. He could tell by Chifuyu’s expression that he surprised him.

“Huh?” Chifuyu asked, confused.

“Of course you guys could have been together, Baji loved you from the start.” Kazutora said. His fist tightened. He hated this feeling. The feeling of being second best. He hated that he was never the first for the person he loved the most. The person he thought that would love him like how he loved them.

“Kazutora, what are you say-?” Chifuyu was about to say before Kazutora cut him off.

“Baji was just scared of his feelings. From all of his cockiness, He didn’t know how to act around you” Kazutora said. He wasn’t even looking at Chifuyu anymore. He was looking at the wall. He felt the blood on his hand from him digging his nails into his palms.

“But you know Baji, He likes to run” Kazutora finally says after a long silence. He then took one more hit before putting the cigarette out. He then gets up. He didn’t want to stay in that room anymore. Not what he just said. Not with everything going on. Oh my the room was spinning for him. He just needed to get out and cool down.

He headed to his room before Chifuyu could say anything or stop him. He then locked the door before going and sitting down on his bed.

He saw the photo of him and Baji as kids on his night stand.

He really did love Baji but Baji never loved him the way he loved Baji. It hurt. It hurt Kazutora more than he thought it would. He never realized that these feelings would hurt so much. He thought they would go away. They had started after he killed Baji. He regretted everything he did.

He put the photo down on the side table since he didn’t want to look at it anymore. But he must have put it down too hard because when he did he heard the glass shatter. When he heard that, he knew that was the last thing that would trigger him. He felt the tears gather in his eyes. He just stared at the photo that was now broken.

He really was just a mess. A walking mistake. A walking disaster. No wonder his father was like that to him and his mother. No wonder why he ended up like this. No wonder why his life was like this.

He just laid on his bed and curled into a ball. He felt the tears slowly fall down. He just closed his eyes. He then reached under his bed. He then pulled out a stuffed animal tiger that Baji got him.

Baji said the stuffed animal looked like Kazutora since Kazutora had the tiger tattoo and reminded Baji of a tiger. Kazutora just took it, muttering thanks.

He has never let go of the stuffed animal. This was the one thing he brought to jail that they allowed.

He then pulls the stuffed animal close to him and closes his eyes, feeling more tears fall down his face. He just wanted it to end. He was done living like this. He never wanted to live like this again. He wished Baji was still here. Baji would have comforted him. Or would he.

Actually probably not. He would be out there with Chifuyu. Laughing and goofing off with Chifuyu. Not like he blames Baji. I mean he knew what Baji would want to do beside comforting Kazutora.

He just squeezed his eyes shut and pulled his body to a smaller ball. He wanted everything to disappear. He didn’t realize that he was slowly being pulled into a sleep. All he knew was that his mind was going hundred miles per hour and he couldn’t stop it.

I LOVE HIM SO MUCH‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

What they prefer

Clingy, shy or an in-between girlfriend?

Tokyo Rev Boys-

Mikey,Draken,Baji,Takemichi,Mitsuya,Hakkai,Kazutora,Chifuyu,Terano,Kisaki,Hanma,Taiju,Wakasa,Benkei,Souya,Nahoya,Sanzu,Ran,Rindou,Kokonoi, Inui,Yamagishi, Makoto, Takuya, Akkun, Naoto,Sinichiro, Izana

-Clingy

Fuck his personal space.

He loves when you wrap your arms around his neck in public, kiss his lips when he´s distracted during a meeting, hug him when he´s in the shittiest mood.

He just adore they way you brush his discomfort with pouty lips and soft touches in his hot skin.

He calls you “His pretty clingy princess” 💕

He can´t really explain why he likes it so much when you get clingy.

May be the cute look in your face, the heated cheeks, or the simple fact that is you who´s loving him.

Likes to let people know that you are his, and he´s yours, of course.

You don´t even have to ask for a hug or a kiss, you know he´s down for it, no matter when or where 

Neither cares if that makes people uncomfortable, ✨if you don´t like it just  leave✨

The type to have you sitting on his lap during a meeting, just sticking wet kisses on your neck as you giggle and playfully push him far from you.

His coworkers and friends looking at you two like  “ 😐 “

You make him so happy :c

He doesn´t try to hide it either

Mikey(Isn´t “Mikey” a short for clingy?),Terano(Has problems with pda but loves hugs so much),Yamagishi(The type to blush hard when you hold his hand),Akkun,Kisaki(Shameless makeout sessions in the dinner table in front of his mans) ,Chifuyu,Hakkai(He´s the clingy one)Wakasa,(Might have an ass face all the time but really enjoys when you touch him)Takemichi,Takuya

-Shy

Man is so annoying

Would have a shy girlfriend just to tease her in public and do things that he knew would make your cheeks heat

Most favorite thing to do? Call you by super cheesy names in public

He´s always with his hands on you, you are cooking? Not anymore, now you are cuddling him in the couch

He´s a bully

“Y/N~ Where ya going with such a short skirt?”

Laughs like a maniac when he sees you covering your red face from his penetrating stare

Deep inside appreciates that you love him like, he knows he can be a pain in the ass💖

Is who asks for hugs and kisses, he knows you won´t and he´s totally okay with that

Would definetly put things on the high shelves for you to call him

Loves to tease you by softly caressing the exposed skin under your dresses, always with your consent 

Totally the type to shove his finger in your throat when you yawn-

Also the type to stand outside your house or apartment door when you get mad at him blasting either super cheesy music or total crap just to see the annoyed look you send him as you open the door for him to stfu  💀

Baji, Hanma(Tries his best to keep his hands to himself but can´t),Kazutora(Man is a closet pervert that respect women), Sanzu(Just don´t give this mf a shy partner),Ran(His baton just ends up being used for a whole different purpose),Kisaki, Izana, Time S!Yagamishi,Nahoya(Annoying you is part of his rutine)Kokonoi

- Both or in between

He just loves private moments so much  ✨

Doesn´t want anybody else to see how he makes you squirm with a hug or how shy you get when he kiss you, that´s for his eyes and enjoyment only

In love with  that duality of yours, you are literally a different person when you are in the cosiness of your house and you turn into another when you see him  💗

He´s kinda shy to just kiss you in public

Doesn´t want you to think that he´s embarrased about you or something like that, you are the sweetest thing in his life

The perfect date for him would be at his place, total comfort, or maybe a quiet picnic where the only things you can hear are praise words and sweet nothings curling out of his lips

He´s such a good listener, remembers every single thing you tell him

His favorite moment of the week is when he gets time out of work and he spends it with you  💓

“I thought that maybe we could spend the day here and just.. You know”

Draken(He is my dream boy for a reason),Mikey,Mitsuya(Perfect man, no need to explain anything), TimeS!Naoto,Takuya,TimeS!Taiju(Just imagine, late hours after he closed the restaurant and the both of you still there,sharing some quiet and peace),Benkei,Terano,Wakasa,Rindou,Kokonoi(He is my dream man for a reason pt.2),Inui,Sinichiro(He is my dream boy for a reason pt.3),Hanma,Sanzu

You can give me your favorite characters, I´m plaining to make a pt.2 of “Sweet Bakery girl” :D

Kazutora Hanemiya

Totally not rewatching this again-

Tokyo revengers? No, Middle schoolers, embroiled in a gang war.

I don't know if I'm amazed that I wasn't spoiled about the plot, I'm just disappointed.

It's fun though, no I will never read the manga, I just got my sanity back. Everybody lives, fight me <3