Series Summary: What happens if you combine a new blonde male student with looks that could rival with the god of beauty, Aphrodite, and an all-boys school full of hot gangsters who are gay and horny? Smut. Tons of Smut. Slow chapters some times cause I procrastinate too much 💃💃💃

『 ↳✧･ﾟThis is the end for me; 』 Just as Takemichi was about to announce the good news to the boys, a pandemic broke out on his way home. People screaming and devouring each other, they have gone completely feral. What will Takemichi do now that he's not only going to protect himself but expecting pups as well? [Half of its plot are TR x WD Game Crossover] 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: - Non - Descriptive Writing - A lot of Crack and references 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬: 🇴‌🇳‌-🇵‌🇦‌🇺‌🇸‌🇪‌

『 ↳✧･ﾟYou are Home; 』 Draken never really imagined finding Takemichi in an illegal underground omega-trafficking ring. They just might start world war 3. 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: - I never took this book seriously [The first Arc especially] 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬: 🇴‌🇳‌-🇵‌🇦‌🇺‌🇸‌🇪‌

In this au Hanagaki Takemichi is a female omega and is looking for someone that was once special to her but did something terrible that change her world up side down from being pure and innocent to a lifeless cold blooded person. The person left her with a note saying " I did it to you because I loved you~". Takemichi is a little bit overpowered cause of the experience and training she experience in her journey. She is now a new transfer student in Tokyo, the last place she haven't searched through. Will her heart open up again or will she refuse everyone's kindness to her? Warning: A little bit of abuse, rape attempt, murder, extreme language, and experimentation. //Hina and Naoto aren't siblings// //Senju is a boy// //Hina x Emma// If you are uncomfortable with this. Then please don't leave negative comments. " " - Speaking ** - Thinking

Bunch of Oneshots about uke Talemichi, you can ask me of any ships you wanted, some maybe a 18+ content so read at your on risk

This is my first story! Please bear with me as i've never written these kind of stories before ^^' I do not own any characters from Tokyo revengers ! There will be no yaoi...maybe? Maybe a slight yaoi- Reason: In case family reads this 💀 Slow updates! Sorry guys! Sunday 23rd october: - #1 bajitake - #1 rintake - #2 kakutake

fluff DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the Tokyo Revengers Characters. I only own the plot of the story.

Takemichi finally succeeded on her mission. All her sacrifices, motivation and pain she received. She was able to save Mikey and even helped him change, it was heart-warming to see him smiling and being himself today. Though, despite her achievements... she still felt empty. " Its still not enough." She mumbled to herself while watching on the shadows. So, she promised to herself that she'll restart everything and make sure that everyone deserves a bright future. " Just one last time, please. Give me the power to go back and fix it again. I promise." Takemichi closed her eyes as darkness consumed her with a smile, determination filled her bloodstream once again. She soon wakes up and finds herself the past she didn't expect to go back from. (Disclaimer: I don't own Tokyo Revengers. Ken Wakui made them and its great and depressing. I even changed some settings and added my own plot-even even though its crap)

Prologue Rain poured endlessly from the dark sky, each drop hitting the ground like needles against Takemichi's skin. His breathing came out weak and uneven as he laid motionless in the middle of the empty street, blood mixing with the cold rainwater beneath him. But despite the pain- He smiled. For once... he saved someone. Not too late. Not this time. The cries, the chaos, the desperate screams ringing in his ears moments ago slowly faded into silence. His heavy eyelids began to close as darkness swallowed his vision whole. "So this is... the end..." Yet before everything disappeared completely- A strange warmth wrapped around him. Then- Light. Takemichi gasped sharply, sitting upright so suddenly that his chest burned. His eyes widened in confusion as he stared around the unfamiliar room. No... Not unfamiliar. Small wooden desk. Old superhero posters. The cracked ceiling he used to count every night before sleeping. His breath hitched. "This is... my room?" But something felt wrong. Takemichi looked down at himself, his hands trembling violently. Tiny hands. A child's hands. His heartbeat stopped for a second as he rushed toward the dusty mirror beside his bed. And staring back at him... Was an eight-year-old Hanagaki Takemichi. Outside, thunder roared across the sky once more. Because somehow- He had returned to the past. Again.