Been Like This

Been like this

Shion Madarame was always too cocky for his own good. You never knew if it was a bad or a good thing.

Shion Madarame x gn!reader. Kinda angsty? Relationship problems, but it’s all good in the end:) this is really short like 530 words. I’ve been having the worst writers block. Also idk if this really matters but this is Kanto Manji Gang Shion so the both of you are like 21 and have been together since 16

Shion has me in a chokehold

“You always do this shit, Madarame!” Your fist meets the table that he was leaning on. “I just can’t take it anymore.” You quickly turn around and start walking towards the room that held many memories you shared together. “Every day. Every fucking day you piss me off more and more! I try my best to keep this whole relationship going and you don’t give a shit!”

Shion just stares at you. No emotion on his face. It was out of character, he always stood with a proud smirk and his head held high. Shion didn’t remember the last time he felt, like he was feeling right now. He wasn’t the best at showing his true emotions, he had to build up this wall to make him look stronger than he actually was. There was a pang in his chest and he let out a sigh. “Babe, can we just talk this out?”

“No.” Your answer was quick. “I’ve tried to talk with you about this. You just never listened. That’s your fault and not mine.” You opened the closet and started to put your clothes into an old backpack that you forgot at Shion’s apartment when you were teenagers. “For years I have been putting up with your bullshit. I waited for you when you were in juvie. Multiple fucking times! I waited for you when you were out for days with your gang, not answering your phone. We’ve been together since we were sixteen, Madarame. We’re both twenty one now and nothing’s changed!”

You feel two lean but strong arms snake around your waist. His breath tickled your neck. “I’m sorry. I’m trying. I really am. I don’t say this enough and I’m sorry. But you mean so much to me. I’ve never felt this way towards anyone. You think I would’ve stayed with you for so long if you didn’t matter to me?” He takes in a deep breath. “I know it’s hard for you. I’m a delinquent and my path has already been made. I have no bright future. And if you truly want to leave, I won’t stop you. You deserve the world and I can’t give it to you. But I do try to give you as much as I can.”

You felt a few tears go down your cheeks and you quickly wipe them off with the sleeves of the sweater you were wearing. There was a lump forming in your throat and you didn’t know what to think anymore. You knew this relationship would never be easy. There would be hard days or weeks, sometimes even months. But could you really leave the guy you’ve been in love with for years? You two would talk about your future together ever since you both turned eighteen. The bag you were holding slipped out of your hands and hit the floor.

“I can’t. No, I won’t leave you.” You turn around and fall into Shion’s arms. “I’m sorry.” More tears left your eyes and you snuggled into his chest. His arms had a strong grip around you. He was scared if he let go, you would disappear into thin air.

“I really hope you won’t.”

Almost

There was always an almost with you and Geto.

Geto x f!reader. Mentions of death. This is fluff to angst. Spoilers for JJK!

Almost holding his hand.

The first year of Jujutsu Tech was interesting to say the least. Getting out of your comfort zone and meeting new people you would spend a lifetime with. It was all so sudden. You left your clan, your family behind and started a new life there.

Though after a while you managed to settle down. Your three classmates Shoko, Gojo and Geto were nice to be with. Shoko was calmer than the two and you formed a nice friendship with her faster than with them. She was there from day one, with a friendly smile on her face and a cigarette hanging between her lips.

The smell of cigarettes felt calming after a while. You always knew it was her walking around the corner and it felt comforting.

Geto and Gojo became your good friends a bit later on in the first year. As douchey as they were they understood that you needed time to feel comfortable around them and they respected that. They gave you personal space until you started talking with them more, going on missions together and coming back with tears in your eyes from all of the laughter.

It felt good. In those moments you almost forgot how much you actually missed home. Soon enough these three people became your second family.

And now as you lay on the grassy field at 3AM with Geto next to you, it feels right.

“Couldn’t sleep?” He turns his face to look at you. And as you do the same you think how angelic he truly looked. He was the opposite from Gojo, who had plenty of girls following him around and feeding into his already big ego, but you never really understood why. In your eyes Geto was the best looking guy you’ve seen. His now messy hair is free from the hair tie that always keeps his hair in place. It falls on his face framing it in a way that makes him look like a painting. His dark eyes meet yours as he awaits for your answer.

“Mhm..” you hum and give him a soft smile. “It’s a rough night.” you whisper. “The mission today sucked out my energy, but I just can’t stop thinking about the kids who died in front of our eyes. We almost saved them..” a frown etches onto your face as you sigh. “When I close my eyes that’s all I see.”

Geto shuffles closer to you and your hands touch.

“It’s not your fault.” He calmly states. “It’s life, (L/N). We’re trying to make it better, but you have to remember that we can’t save everyone.”

His hand tries to reach your palm, hold it in his bigger one, but before he can do that..

“Hey, guys!” Gojo’s annoying voice screeches. “You should’ve told me you’re having a slumber party or something.”

When he almost asked you out.

Geto was pacing around his dorm room. His hair is in a messy bun, he’s slightly irritated and you can tell by the way his eyebrows are slightly arched. He has a mean look on him and Gojo is confused as he has never seen his friend like that.

At first the white haired male doesn’t want to interfere as his friend looked out of it. ‘It’s like his whole family died’ he thinks as he keeps staring at Geto.

“Just calm down.” Gojo grins. “I’m sure everything will be fine. She likes you back for sure, dude. The way she looks at you? Like you hung the moon and the stars. Just believe in yourself, Suguru.”

“You don’t understand, Satoru. She’s different. I don’t want to ruin whatever we have.” His pace becomes faster. “I really care about her. I want her in my future. But what if she doesn’t see me like that? I can’t imagine losing her.” He frowns.

Gojo groans and stands up from Geto’s bed. He walks up to his friend and puts a hand on his shoulder and squeezes it in reassurance.

“She likes you. You just have to calm down.” Gojo smiles warmly at his friend, supporting him. “I can see it with all of my eyes.”

Geto hits Gojo’s shoulder and both of them laugh. It doesn’t feel tense anymore.

Though no matter how long Gojo stayed in his room, Geto never got the courage to ask you out. Especially not after he saw you through his window. Laughing at what Nanami said.

When he almost kissed you.

“Ugh.” Geto groans as he looks at his notepad, slowly losing his hope to understand the subject. “This is bullshit.” He throws the pen on the table and rubs his eyes in frustration.

“You think?” You sarcastically roll your eyes while trying to comprehend what you were even reading right now.

“We’re failing this, (L/N).” He sighs and closes his notepad, putting it back in his bag. “I’m done with this. I don’t care anymore. Literally could give less of a shit.”

“I get it.” You smirk and stretch also giving up on understanding the topic of math. “It’s like this isn’t even real. Who created this theory?”

Geto stands up from the chair that he was sitting on and walks towards where you were seated on the carpet in the middle of your dorm room.

“Wanna do something else?” He raises a brow. “Like.. Watch a movie?”

“I don’t have any new ones.” You answer him quickly. “Unless you want to rewatch the same old five cassette tapes I have.” You say already knowing his answer. He lets out a huff and falls into your bed groaning mumbling something about how boring it is.

You grin and stand up shuffling towards the bed and fall onto his body and he gasps as he feels the weight of someone else’s body on top of his. He starts whining and you start laughing. The room erupts with noises as he starts an argument that you’re not even participating in. It feels fresh. It feels like spring when nature is reborn again. It feels warm and inviting.

As the laughs die down you to lay next to each other, looking at each other’s faces and studying them. He smiles at you softly noticing how your cheeks are dusted in pink. He reaches out and softly, as if you were made out of glass, he follows your features with his thumb. As if he was trying to remember how your face felt. It felt like he was an artist and you were the art.

He let’s out a noice of satisfaction and his grin gets bigger. He slowly starts to inch towards your face. You look into his eyes, feeling like your heart will soon jump out of your chest. Your lips are millimetres apart, but before they can collide, loud noises can be heard from the outside.

You two jump off of the bed in a rush.

Someone was attacking Jujutsu Tech.

When he almost..

Your heart is breaking. It was stupid. So so stupid. Your hands reach into your hair and you swear you could pull everything out. Your skin felt itchy and your stomach felt like it had butterflies trying to dig their way out.

It was crushing you. Your whole life you knew and had fell apart in a few hours. As you laid in your bed, holding yourself, trying to keep yourself from falling apart, your window opens.

You don’t even need to lift your head up to know who it was.

“I’m sorry.” Were the first words you heard. “I wish things could be different.” He keeps on talking, while you stay quiet. Only broken sobs were heard from your laying body. “In another life we will be married and raising five children.” Suguru laughs bitterly, walking up to your bed. He sits down next to you and takes you in his arms. He wipes away your tears. "But the world we live in now, isn’t so kind to people like us."

“Five kids with you doesn’t sound so bad..” you whisper in tears “I hope that’s true.. And that in another lifetime things are different.”

Suguru lets out a soft chuckle, looking into your eyes. “Of course it’s true. I’m sure one of them will look just like me.” He gives you a warm embrace, feeling your tears on his chest. “Please don’t cry (Y/N), you’re making my heart ache.”

“You’re the one to say that.” Your voice breaks. “Why.. why are you choosing that path?”

“(Y/N)..” he hugs you tightly as if he always wants to remember the feeling of you laying on his chest. “Our paths are way too different. I’m sure you’ll find all of the answers on your own.” He smiles. “I can’t stay for long. They’re looking for me already.” Suguru leans in and for the first time your lips touch. Though rather than giving you joy it felt like he was taking everything away from you. It was melodramatic. He came to say goodbye and took your heart with him. “I’m sorry.” He whispers and before you can do anything, he leaves. And as you lay in bed you realised that not only did he take your heart he also took away the warmth of summer and spring and left you alone with the coldness of winter.

As he leaves the grounds of Jujutsu Tech he stops for a second and looks back. With a sigh he turns around and leaves.

When he almost stayed.

Aye , this isn’t a request or an ask just a anon sendin love

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Bound 2

Mikey, Haitani Ran, Haitani Rindou, Shion Madarame x gn!reader

They fall for you

Bound to fall in love <3

Sano Manjiro

I know I got a bad reputation

Walking 'round, always mad reputation

He was a well known delinquent around Japan. Many already knew his last name, because of his older brother Shinichiro, but it was obvious how different they were. Mikey was ruthless, he didn’t care about anything and anyone. His main purpose in life was to create chaos and bring pain. While Shinichiro was a delinquent who cared about everyone. He did what made him happy and he tried to help out other’s as well. That’s why his death brought many to tears, Shinichiro was named as a legend which no one would ever forget.

But for Mikey.. People prayed for Mikey’s downfall and that should’ve been one of the biggest red flags for you. But you didn’t care about any of that. What you cared about was how he treated you. He saw you as an equal and promised to protect you with his whole life. He met you when he was still in Toman. He was buying midnight snacks when you came into the small shop near his house. It wasn’t love at first sight, but he knew you’d be something to him. A friend, an enemy, or a lover - he didn’t know. But he had a feeling. And he was right. You two became close extremely fast.

At nights he’d hold you close and whisper about your future. How he wants to marry you, even though he knows it’s not safe. He even thought about leaving this life behind, but that wasn’t possible. He’d ask you to never leave him. Mikey was broken, after losing so much. And you’d stay with him until the very end. Even if it meant losing your sanity.

Haitani Ran

Leave a pretty girl sad reputation

He was a playboy. Breaking the hearts of guys and girls without any shame or guilt. He had the looks and the personality and that was enough. People knew how he was, but they still expected to be the one for Ran. But the relationships ended not even a month in. Haitani was capable of having a good relationship, but he just never found the right one. Deciding to just indulge in one night stands. But that was until he met you.

You were so rude and cold towards him. You had no fear, even though you knew the power his name held. You thought he was the most annoying person to exist on this planet and he thought you were the most perfect human being. But of course it was hard for him to convince you that he actually liked you. Ran was cursing out himself for building the reputation he had and Rindou was laughing at his older brother’s problem.

He knew it would take a long while to make you believe him. But he was persistent. He wouldn’t give up. Not until he had you in his arms.

Haitani Rindou

Start a Fight Club, Brad reputation

I turnt the nightclub out of the basement

Haitani Rindou was known for a lot of things. He was a delinquent, he helped his brother kill someone at the age of twelve, he spent a lot of his teenage years in Juvie, he was known as a celebrity in Roppongi and around school he was also known for being rude and cold towards other students, pushing them around with his brother. Basically, he wasn’t a good person and everyone and their moms knew this. Following the footsteps of his older brother Ran, he built himself a name which brought fear to many. The only exceptions to this were his brother, his friends and for some reason - you.

You had just moved to Japan, not having any family there, or knowing anyone in that country in general. Your dad got a job in Tokyo and he took this opportunity to make more money. Of course you weren’t too fond of this idea, but who were you to crush his dreams. So you sucked it all in and decided to just keep quiet. Surprisingly it wasn’t too bad. Even though you were in the centre of attention (good and bad) you enjoyed making new friends and joining clubs. Mostly everything was going great, until the day you bumped into the famous Haitani Rindou. You had heard stories about him from your new friends, but he wasn’t what you had expected him to be.

He made sure you were okay and was blushing the whole time you two talked. What you didn’t know was how you managed to consume his mind. You were all he could think about. Your smile, your eyes, your cute accent and the funny way you pronounced words. Rindou managed to develop the biggest crush on you just by talking to you for a few minutes.

“Hey, there’s a party at my place.” He clears his throat. “On friday. I’ll be the dj. Come over?”

“For sure.” You smile at him and write down your number on a small piece of paper.

That was a start of a long lasting relationship.

Shion Madarame

And ay, ayo, we made to Thanksgiving

So ay, maybe we can make it to Christmas

Shion wasn’t the best at showing his emotions. He couldn’t tell you how he felt most of the time. Maybe it was because of pride, or maybe he was never taught to speak out. You didn’t know. But you did know that he loved you. You knew from the high school days, when he bumped into you on accident and then blamed it all on you.

He was a dumbass. He was forgetful, rude, way too stuck up and egoistic. Even after losing a fight, he’d walk with his head high and you didn’t know if that was a good, or a bad thing. All you knew was that you’d be there to patch him up. And even if he didn’t show it - he was grateful. Shion never thought you’d like him back. You were way too good for him. But he never regretted the stupid letter he wrote to you when he was sixteen. He’d always remember how you smiled while reading it and how you knew that it was him.

Now, he walked around the streets of Japan with you in his arms, his head still held high, but for different reasons. Shion knew they were all jealous of him. After all, you were a beauty to behold.

not a request but ur writing is actually so good i love all your works !!

Thank you so much!!!<333 this made me smile 😭

CIGARETTES

Shinichiro x gn!reader

Fluff to angst. Character death.

You always hated cigarettes. The smell, the concept - everything about them disgusted you.

Poor little Liddy used to always quit

But she never really quit

She'd just say she did

At the age of sixteen Shinichiro tried his first cigarette. He took it from Takeomi who already had the cancer stick between his lips. It was disgusting, he started coughing and tried to spit out the taste as much as possible. And when it didn’t work he tried chewing gum which Benkei forced into his palm. He bought a can of soda from a near by corner shop and stole a lolly pop from Wakasa. His friends laughed at him and Shinichiro swore to himself that he’d never smoke again.

“That’s good.” You smile at him as he sat in your bedroom after sneaking in through the window. “I hate cigarettes. They smell bad and I wouldn’t kiss you if you smoked.”

At the age of seventeen Shinichiro took his second cigarette, thinking things would be different. He stole it from Takeomi. He always had a pack of red Marlboro’s in his gang jacket. And since he accidentally left it in Shin’s room, he decided to try again. This time alone in the comfort of his own room. It was still disgusting. Shinichiro started coughing again and took a glass of apple juice that he already had prepared for himself. Though at that moment he decided to try and smoke the whole stick. Even if it meant he’d feel like vomiting.

“It looks cool.” He murmurs to himself. “I wanna be as cool as them.”

At the age of eighteen Shinichiro had a hidden pack of cigarettes in his room. He didn’t want you to know about him smoking. He thought you didn’t need to know. After all it was nothing serious. He only smoked once every couple of weeks, to look cool around the guys. He knew you hated everything about cigarettes. From the smell that lingered around people that smoked them to the fact that they killed people. “Anything can kill us.” Shinichiro once told you and you just shook your head telling him that he wouldn’t understand. And he remembered your threat about you not kissing him. So he decided to just keep this information to himself. After all what you don’t know won’t hurt you.

“Yeah I usually smoke in the mornings, outside my room.” He smirks at Benkei.

At the age of nineteen Shinichiro couldn’t hide the fact that he smoked anymore. The smell was always with him whenever he came over to visit you. It was stuck on his dirty white shirt, it was stuck in his hair, it was stuck on his hand and it was especially stuck on his lips and tongue when he kissed you. You pushed him off of you and made a disgusted face. “It’s gross. I don’t want to kiss you after you just smoked.” You sat further away from him and looked at the posters decorating your room. Shinichiro felt his heart break after you moved away from him after breaking your kiss off.

“I’m sorry. I promise I’ll quit.” He says before laying down.

At the age of twenty Shinichiro only smoked when he worked on bikes. Which was around once a week. You grew accustomed to the smell. Well slightly. You still weren’t a big fan and Shinichiro respected that. And you respected him by not being controlling and letting him do what he wants. The only rule was to not smoke before meeting you and while he was with you.

Mikey sat beside his brother watching him work with a big smile. “One day I’ll be just like you, Shin.”

At the age of twenty one Shinichiro smoked cigarettes way more often. He was stressed. He disbanded the Black Dragon and opened up his new bike shop. Of course it all went well, but he didn’t know when to stop. He overworked himself and spent almost all of his days there. You came to visit him some days when you had free time, but you had been busy working as well. After all the two of you wanted to start renting out a place together and you needed the money. You stoped bugging Shin about the smell of cigarettes and kissed him even after he smoked. The two of you were always working and you tried to cherish every minute you could be together.

At the age of twenty two you had already been living together. Everything was going great and the two of you couldn’t be happier. Shinichiro was living the life of his dreams with you by his side and he knew it was time for more. It was time to take the next step. He decided to buy you a ring and propose. With the help of his closest friends Wakasa, Takeomi and Benkei he found the perfect ring and they planned a perfect proposal. He swore he could feel his heart explode with excitement. You will finally become a Sano.

At the age of twenty three Shinichiro lost his life. It was tragedy which no one expected. And the fact that it was caused by his younger brother’s friends made the situation way more heartbreaking. A jacket which always hung in his shop, was given to you by his grandfather. And in the pocked you found something that you probably shouldn’t have.

You attended his funeral dressed in all black and with an engagement ring on your finger. “You’re Shinichiro’s girlfriend/boyfriend/partner right?” A guy asked. He was a member of the Black Dragon before it disbanded and you only met him once before. “No. I’m his fiancé.”

At the age of twenty four you became addicted to cigarettes, because only they brought you comfort. The smell reminded you of your dead lover and that was enough for now. You smoked when you were out with Shinichiro’s and now your friends, you smoked in restaurants, you smoked in parks, you smoked inside your own home. Whenever you needed to feel Shinichiro’s presence, you took out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes out of the jacket that was given to you after his death.

We'll find moonlit nights strangely empty

Because when you call my name through them

There will be no answer

Rather melodramatic, aren't you?