a woman who wanted nothing more than to cry alone at the back-alley of the club. a man who hums a sweet melody as he shoots a traitor in the head. eyes that meet like magnet as he heard a sob and she heard the gunfire. "Haitani Ran," he smiles, like he wasn't just caught red-handed. the name sounded familiar. he was the person she needed to kill. 💮 I do not own any of the tokyo revengers characters except my original character, Tanaka Hikari and other extra original characters. 💮 don't repost elsewhere

❝ 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐇𝐘𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐇 ❞ - 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 : This may contain profanities, spoilers, bloody, angst, gore wnr incorrect grammars. I don't own this story, it was owned by ken wakui. I only owned the arts and the oc. I made the oc for you all to inagine yourself as her, enjoy♡.

𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 Achilles' Heel is a weakness in spite of overall strength, which can lead to downfall. ❝I wish to not see you get hurt. Because when you get hurt, I bleed with you. And I've already bleed enough.❞ She was his weakness, as they would say. After the disband of Toman Members Mikey was keen to erase everyone from his past including you. TOP RANKINGS: #1: Manjiro #1: Mikey Sano #3: TokyoRevengers TW: Toxic love, Mentions of Rape, Mentions of Suicide, Blood, Stalking, Violence, Murder, Emotional and Drug Abuse, Manipulation, Gaslighting, Detailed Smut Scenes, 18+ Don't read if any of the tags irks you. Read at your own discretion. Cover Credits: Akashi

"𝙞𝙛 𝙞 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧- 𝙞 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩." ⤅a story in which fate decides to give haitani ran the ending he deserves. 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ©-𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘪 𝐢 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐊𝐞𝐧 𝐖𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐢. 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸𝘀!

where the reader wakes up as kazutora. ❛ 𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙜 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣-𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩. ❜ Y/N wanted nothing to do with the plot. So why was the world working against them? A young boxing champion waking up in a familiar world-inside of a body that they deemed to be cursed.

She left Tokyo with nothing but memories. He stayed behind, carrying a future that kept breaking no matter how many times it was rewritten. When Mizuki Imaushi returns after four years, nothing is the same anymore. Toman has changed, Mikey is slipping further away, and time itself refuses to stay still. But some promises don't belong to one lifetime. --------- This story was created by Ken Wakui. All the characters and storyline are owned by him except for my oc Mizuki. (Currently on hold and being edited.)

Home is not a place. Home is a person. A Kurokawa Izana (Tokyo Revengers) x Fem! Reader Short Story

"I thought we'd build a dynasty that heaven couldn't break." In which Yukihiro fights her demons that haunt her after her elder brothers and parents death, and also Shinichiro Sano. After her family died due to rival gangs, she was placed into an adoption centre where she met Izana Kurokawa and Kakucho Hitto, officially forming the S-62 generation with them later on. OC- Yukihiro Kinoshita

Meria leans against the cold wall, her breath measured, her arms crossed like a barrier she knows won't hold. Across from her, Ran stands with that infuriating smirk, head tilted just slightly, watching her the way a predator watches its prey except she knows better. In this game, they take turns being the hunter. 'You look like you missed me' he murmured, his voice a lazy, low enough to find its way under her skin. Meria scoffed, pushing off the wall and stepping closer, until there's barely a breath between them. "Funny. I was just wondering if disappointment ever feels like home to you." Ran hums, eyes gleaming with something dark something starving "Only when it tastes like you." Her pulse stuttered, she doesn't flinch. Instead, she tilts her chin up, daring him. "You talk too much for someone who never says anything real." "Real?" His fingers ghost over the side of her jaw, featherlight touch, intimate ,just enough to make a contact "Is that what you want from me, Meria?" She hates how easily he gets under her skin. Hates how her body betrays her everytime, leaning into the heat of him before she can dare to stop "You think too highly of yourself," she says, but the words feel hollow when he's this close, when his scent-smoke, spice, and something distinctly him-wraps around her like a noose. 'i'm not' Ran leans in, his lips just shy of hers, his breath teasing the sensitive skin of her mouth, "but you hope to get a real thing from me for someone who claims not to care" She could push him away. Could slap that smirk right off his face. Instead, she lingers. Because that unbearable, intoxicating game they play? they can't handle attraction that came with the the hatred It's the kind of want that ruins people. And they both know it He pushed his lips against hers And she welcomed... _______ mention of mature topics If you read it and didn't like the topics... It on YOU

plot romance