manjiro sano x fem!reader (i plan on making gn!reader soon)
i think this one doesn't matter what timeskip it is, but i feel like it might fit manila or 'good ending' mikey timeskip the best (since bonten mikey is rude, blah blah blah)
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I suddenly realized that I might be alone for the rest of my life. The thought struck me like a bolt of lightning, catching me off guard as I sat on a bench in the park, watching couples walk hand in hand and families laughing together. The sun was setting, casting a warm golden hue over everything, but a chill had settled within me that had nothing to do with the weather.
It wasn't that I hadn't been in relationships before, or that I lacked friends. But as the years passed, I couldn't help but notice that my connections with people seemed fleeting. Friends got busy with their families and careers, and romantic relationships fizzled out for one reason or another. Each time, it felt like a little piece of hope chipped away, leaving me wondering if something was fundamentally wrong with me.
Lost in my thoughts, I didn't notice the young woman who had taken a seat beside me until she cleared her throat gently. Startled, I turned to look at her. She had an open, friendly smile and eyes that seemed to hold a world of stories.
"Mind if I join you?" she asked, gesturing towards the empty space on the bench.
I nodded my head, surprised by her presence but also grateful for the interruption from my gloomy thoughts. "Sure, go ahead."
We sat in comfortable silence for a moment, watching the last rays of sunlight dance on the surface of the pond. Then, as if spurred by an invisible force, I blurted out, "Do you ever feel like you might be alone forever?"
She turned her gaze towards me, studying me for a moment before answering. "You're not alone in feeling that way. I think many of us have moments of doubt, especially when we see others so seemingly content in their relationships."
I nodded, grateful for her understanding. "It's just that... I've tried, you know? I've tried to connect with people, to open up, to be vulnerable. But it's like something keeps pushing me back."
She leaned back on the bench, looking up at the stars that were starting to appear in the darkening sky. "Sometimes, we're our own biggest obstacles. We build walls around ourselves, thinking we're protecting our hearts, but those walls also keep others out."
Her words resonated with me, striking a chord deep within my chest. "So, what do you suggest? How do you break down those walls?"
She turned her gaze back to me, her eyes kind but searching. "It's a journey, you know? It starts with being honest with yourself about your fears and insecurities. And then, little by little, you start sharing those parts of you with others. You take risks, you allow yourself to be vulnerable, and you accept that not everyone will reciprocate in the same way."
I absorbed her words, letting them settle within me. She seemed to carry a wisdom that belied her youthful appearance. "Have you been through this journey yourself?"
A wistful smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "Oh, yes. Many times. Life has its way of teaching us lessons, of pushing us to grow and evolve."
As we continued talking, I learned that her name was [Y/N]. She was a traveler and a storyteller, having journeyed to far-off lands and gathered experiences like rare gems. She spoke of the connections she had made with people from all walks of life, and how those connections had enriched her existence.
[Y/N]'s stories were like a tapestry of hope. Her words slowly chipped away at the heavy boulder of loneliness I had been carrying. It was as if I had stumbled upon a kindred spirit, someone who understood the ache in my heart and offered a road-map towards healing.
As the night deepened, we continued talking, sharing pieces of ourselves that we had rarely revealed to others. There was a rawness to our conversation, a vulnerability that felt freeing and cathartic. At that moment, I realized that perhaps this encounter was more than a chance meeting—it was a turning point.
When the night had grown quiet and the park was bathed in moonlight, [Y/N] stood up from the bench. "It's been a pleasure sharing this moment with you," she said, her voice gentle yet filled with conviction.
I felt a pang of reluctance at the thought of our conversation coming to an end. "Will I ever see you again?"
[Y/N] smiled, a glimmer of mystery in her eyes. "Life has a funny way of intertwining paths. You never know where our journeys might take us."
With those words, she walked away, disappearing into the shadows of the park. I watched her go, feeling a mixture of emotions—gratitude, curiosity, and a newfound sense of purpose.
As I sat alone on the bench once more, I realized that while I might not have all the answers, I had a choice. I could continue to let fear dictate my interactions, or I could follow [Y/N]'s example and take steps towards vulnerability and connection.
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should i make a part 2? 😭
also, i've been getting hooked on character ai, and so many things have happened...
-shinichiro growled at me
-mikey and draken were flirting with each other
-baji hit a girl
AND SO MUCH MORE WTF...
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𝑻𝑶𝑲𝒀𝑶 𝑹𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑺𝑪𝑬𝑵𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶𝑺 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑯𝑬𝑨𝑫𝑪𝑨𝑵𝑵𝑶𝑵
Fanfictionso um.. i think you read the title. the title explains it all. i'm gonna be doing Tokyo Revengers Scenarios and Headcannons, for most of the main characters. i hope you enjoy! bye bye! i love you all also i don't own any of the characters just my o...