Honest Question: With Which Hand Shuji Would Choke You, With The Punishment Hand Or With The Sin Hand?

Honest question: With which hand Shuji would choke you, with the “Punishment” hand or with the “Sin” hand?

incoming jjk matchup…

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mess + mechamaru

you’re the sunshine to kokichi’s gloom

he was never close with people due to his upbringing and with how sick he was

you were persistent

he was content with being alone but you wanted to befriend him

it took a lot of work on your part but slowly, you started to see kokichi open up to you

he would start smiling more and even anticipated when you would spend time with him

he would never say it out loud but he was grateful for you not giving up on him

he found himself enjoying the time he spent with you and eventually founding himself wanting to spend more time with you as time went on

kokichi was a panicked mess when he realized his feelings for you were beyond friendship

so when you told him you liked him, his flight response kicked in and he didn’t react well

you were patient and didn’t take it personally

but after almost two weeks of no contact your resolve began to dwindle a little

luckily that didn’t last long because one day you found him waiting at your doorstep

you smiled sadly at him and he apologized profusely for his response and delayed apology

he rambled for quite some time

you couldn’t get a single word in edgewise

so you kissed him to shut him up

that did the trick, you told him you were happy to see him and he simply grabbed you and wrapped you into his embrace

he was happy to finally have someone he could call home

tr matchup here

Maybe will go on hiatus, not in the best place rn. Mess was played again ✨

⊱ i need him back ; hanma shuji x reader

warning: hurt no comfort, major character death, descriptions of death and grief, descriptions of kisaki's death, petnames (babe), lots of blood, descriptions of a dead body

summary: shuji just wants tetta back wc: ~1.7k

a/n: i like it sad and painful so here you go

minors dni // 18 +

A scream startled you out of a deep sleep.

It wasn’t the first time you were awoken like this and it certainly wouldn’t be the last. Especially this time of the year, it always happened more frequently, almost nightly. The way the skies grew darker and the snow fell, the way it swirled around in the wind and muffled every sound, covering everything in soft white. It all made his nightmares worse, made him remember more. 

“Shuji baby, it’s ok I’m right here.” You gently wrapped your arm around him, pulling him down into the warm bed. His body trembled, it trembled like this every single time. 

“S-sorry for wakin’ you, babe. I just…”

“I know. No need for sorries, 'k?” 

He tried to calm his breathing, tried to slow his racing heart, tried to focus on anything else. He settled his head into the pillows and stared up at the ceiling, focusing on the shadows cast by the moonlight reflecting off the snow. Snow that had been steadily drifting down from the sky all night, just like it had that day. He tried to calm his nerves, tried to settle into the warmth and reassurance of you, of your arm wrapped around him. 

Shuji closed his eyes, trying to fall back into sleep, but he couldn’t escape the memories: Kisaki bloody and broken in the middle of the road. How many years had it been? He lost track. No, he forced himself to lose track, he forced himself to stop counting the minutes, the hours, the days, the years. But there he was, every time he fucking closed his eyes, every single time. Blood had never bothered him, not until it was pouring from the person who had meant more than anything to him, that he would have killed anyone for, that he would have followed to the ends of the earth. 

“Shuji, baby, it’s ok.” Your whispered words dragged him back from the dizzying visions. “Wanna talk about it?” 

He always talked about it. How many times had he gone over it with you? Over and over and over. You must have been able to see it just as well as he did. The sickening images of his broken body, of the blood pooling around him, of the terrified look on his face.

But still, you sat with him and listened. No matter how many times he cried and yelled and screamed. No matter how drunk he was, no matter how angry, no matter how much of an absolute wreck he was. You always listened over and over, lightly touching him, pulling him close, letting him lose himself in your arms.

“He just…” Shuji couldn’t hold back his tears any longer. He always felt fucking weak, fucking pathetic, crying in your arms over the loss of his best friend. 

“I know, baby I know.” Sometimes it was all you could say. Tonight seemed to be one of those nights, and you felt useless. God what the hell could you say? ‘Shuji I know he’s gone but he loved you.’ ‘I know he’s gone but every moment you spent together was a moment he wasn’t alone, was a moment he was happy. You did that Shuji, you did that for him and he loved you.’ None of it would help though. None of it could ever bring Tetta back. 

“I was so close. Just around the corner. If I had just moved faster. If I had just -“ a sob stopped him mid-sentence. A sob that broke you, broke you every time. Every time you saw the invincible Hanma Shuji, the Reaper, the man with sin and punishment on his hands, cry hysterically. He loved Tetta and he was gone and that was it.

“He was so young. He wasn’t supposed to die. Not like this. Not like this.” Broken words between tears. “We were supposed to run Tokyo together. We were supposed to be on top. The two of us.”

You pulled him closer to you and placed a kiss on his head as he buried his face in your chest, trying to fight off the desperation to see him again, to see his smile, his laugh. He remembered the first time he made him laugh. A real laugh. Shuji had felt like he won a prize — finally accomplished something. Something more than beating faces in. Making a sad, lonely boy laugh. He secretly made it his mission to see him laugh every fucking day - every day for the rest of their lives. He failed. He fucking failed. And here he was in the arms of his lover, falling to pieces for the millionth time, dying to see Kisaki Tetta’s smile.

“He… he would have loved you. Ya know? He would have.” He nuzzled his face harder into your chest, like somehow the warmth and beat of your heart could make him forget Tetta was gone.

“I would have loved him too. I do love him.” You did, of course, how could you not?  He had made every single moment of the short time they spent together seem like yesterday. As if tomorrow you could walk into your living room to see them sitting on the couch laughing at some stupid joke. A joke you would never understand but you’d laugh anyway because they were happy. Because seeing them together was everything you wanted. It was what you dreamed about most nights - the man you loved and a man you had never met laughing with each other.

“I love him so much.” A choked whisper, muffled even further by the fabric of your shirt.

“He loved you.” You ran your fingers through his hair, you wished you could take his pain away, wished you could make him forget like he was desperate to. 

“I never told him. I never did.”

Why would he have though? They were young, they were too young to truly grasp exactly what they were doing - the repercussions of the fighting, the manipulation, the murder. They were too young to tell each other how much they cared. They were children and it had all ended too soon. 

“Sometimes…” his arms gripped you tighter. “Sometimes I wish it were me.” It wasn’t the first time he had expressed it, it wouldn’t be the last. And every single time you knew how much he meant it. How badly he wanted to switch places. How badly he wanted to be the one broken and dying in the middle of the street, confused and begging someone, anyone, to not let him die. To not let him die alone, die unloved, die scared. 

Every single emotion Tetta must have went through, every single thought as his pain drifted away and his body went numb, as his pleas for life fell silent on his lips, as his eyes, desperate to see anything more than the searing pain and fear, could find no one until his vision left him. Shuji wanted to go back and take them all away.

“Do you think he looked for me? Do you think he thought of me?” Another kiss on his head, thumb wiping away the tears. Tears that had completely soaked through your shirt.

“How could he have not thought of you?” You were certain, how could Tetta not have looked for the person he trusted, for the person who had stood by him? For the person who knew him better than anyone ever had? But fuck, fuck was it hard to hold Shuji’s trembling body and tell him 'your best friend looked for you as he lay dying.' Because that meant Tetta never found him, that meant Tetta had to go through it as he had gone through most of his life — alone and in pain. You knew Shuji knew. How could he not? The fear of death that had contorted Tetta's face had seared itself in Shuji’s mind.

“He looked for me.” Another sob, his body heaving. “He needed me. He fucking needed me and I was too busy fucking around with Draken to even think about him.”

“You couldn’t have -“

“No. I should have known. I should have fuckin’ known. I knew everything. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. It wasn’t supposed to happen. His plans always worked one way or another. His plan was perfect. He wasn’t supposed to die.” Shuji's trembling worsened, his breathing became more labored, the words he spoke only making the pain harder to bare.

“Tetta was perfect. He was so fuckin’ smart. He didn’t need me like I needed him.” He said it louder than he wanted to. Words he kept to himself, words he hated to admit. How much he had needed Tetta, how much he still needed him years later. Shuji, even after all this time, still couldn’t see himself without Tetta, still couldn’t imagine his life alone.

“He could have been here with us right now. He could have. He should be. This is where he belongs. Not dead.” His grip tightened even more, to the point of pain, to the point that perhaps you could feel even the slightest amount of pain he felt. Maybe that was what he wanted, to push his pain onto you. A burden you would happily bear for Shuji. 

“He was baby, he was perfect and brilliant. I know.” Your own tears welled up, your own voice wavering.

“I want him back, I need him back.” He pulled away from you. Pulled away from the only comfort in his life. Pulled away and curled up in a ball, tucking his face into his knees.

You laid there and stared at the ceiling, giving him space but dying to comfort him more. Dying to wrap your arms around him and just fall back to sleep.

“This… this will hurt forever wont it? Being stuck here without him.” It would, it would always hurt. He would always see him like that, always see Kisaki Tetta’s twisted limbs, bloody face, wide eyed stare into nothingness, crumpled in the middle of the street as snow drifted down, as snow slowly began to cover everything. A death shroud. Snow would always be death to him now. Snow would always be pain and despair and death.

“He was alone. He was always alone.”

tags: @bxnten @virtue-and-beneviolence @tokyometronetwork @downtown-roponggi

Easier - Ran Haitani

Context: You runaway with Ran and finally discover how easy is to breathe again when you’re surrounded with his love.

Mess Note’s: Hello! Here I am with some content for Ran, is something that has been on my head for the longest time. So basically this is the first LoveyDovey.FM, in the future I’ll explain about what it means. In the case you’d like to keep supporting my work, I’d truly appreciate if you read and agree with The Love Contract.

Warnings: NO PROOFREAD, Fluff, LoveyDovey.FM, my awful orthography and grammar, Boyfriend!Ran, Stablished relationship, Running away with Ran, Implified toxic Family themes and relationships, Ran has a motorcycle, small date, some slight kisses, cursing, hugs, Ran being SO ROMANTIC and so INLOVE with the reader, petnames (Angel, My love, baby), God/religious mentioning, Ran being the LOML and the main reason why I want to pursue the family tradition of running away with your lover. If I forgot something please let me know.

It’s easier like this. The almost empty and silent streets, your arms holding him perfectly like God made them to match his torso, the only sounds that are perceived are the rawness of his motorcycle and your fast-beating heart. It’s way better like this, life was unfortunate and a bitch but running away with Him was what you needed not only to survive but, as well, to understand how to breathe and live in an easier way.

“Angel, did you fall asleep?” Ran asks softly, his hand holding yours and giving it an experimental squeeze, making sure you’re awake. “Sorry Ran, I was inside my thoughts again” you can feel him let go of your hand, focusing on the horizon, he lets out an small breath before replying you.

“Is completely normal, my love” you hug him tighter, wanting to feel more of his warm and characteristic scent that makes your brain enter in that peace mode you always talk about when you talk about Ran. “Angel, finally we’ll be happy and live the life you deserve…” he changes the route towards Roppongi West Park, your favorite place and the usual date spot. You feel your eyes water as you hear his words, your heart begging to experiment the easy feeling of being at peace. After all those nights of constant yelling and emotional stress it’s the right time to breathe properly right beside him.

“No more bullshit, no more shouting, no more pain… Just us and Rin” Ran spokes again softly as he carefully lands his eyes on your hands and forearms, trying to not loose the main focus on the road, thinking on how blessed he is because he’s the one you’ve picked to pursue the better life he knows you deserve, the easier life both of you are meant to have. “Yes, no more idiots. Just us and Rin like a family…” his smile grows wider, finally your dreams were in your hands. Living with the people you love, running away from the pain and the disfuncional life you had with Ran was the main reason why you still had high hopes in life.

As the usual, He parks his motorcycle when you both arrive in the park and takes your hand to help you to get off the motorcycle, just few seconds after your both feet are on the park, right beside him he places a delicate kiss on the back of your hand. “Don’t I have the prettiest Angel? God really did something way different when he did you, my love” the words leaves his mouth, his flirty smug and words makes the rouge blush creeps to your cheeks and your sensible heart beat faster with his small but meaningful actions, making you feel like it’s the first day. So easy for him.

“Let’s go to the swings, I wanna look to the sunset with you” You say, letting him take your hand before both of you start walking towards the swings. His hand intertwined with yours, the feeling of his warm but slight rougher skin making your heart feel the wanted ease both of you always waited for. It’s easier like this, spontaneous dates on the playground while just sitting on the swings, talking about life or laughing about that time Rindou tried to eat those extra spicy noodles and couldn’t stop crying while both of you watch the spring sunset and the cherry blossoms decorates the scenery.

As both of you finally settle down on the swings, Ran decides to give more kisses to your knuckles, savoring the moment before he lets you bring the conversation to him “Do you think It’ll be easier like this?… You know, living together and we’ll never worrying about nothing?” You ask, your eyes entranced by the beautiful scenery of the sunset right in front of you, Ran just hums a song he heard days before with you, searching for the best answer he can give you “Sorry if I was too overwhelming with my question”.

He stops his actions and cups your cheek with his left hand, his thumb gracefully and lovingly touching the corner of your mouth. His eyes concentrated and fixed on yours while his heart speaks before his brain, like is the easiest way “You’ll never be too much or overwhelming if you ask me about our future. I even get nervous and anxious about what will happen now that we’ll live together sometimes” after letting out an small smile that reassures you his love, he shortly responds “For now, I only want to focus on the easiest thing I can do and that’s loving you. Loving you was what made me want to give you a better life, sometimes it’ll not be the greatest but…” He gets up from the swing and kneels in front of you, taking your other hand with his right hand, while giving you his determined attention and unconditional love

“if we love each other just how we’ve been doing it until now, we’ll be more than fine” you cut him off while instantly jump and take him into your embrace, hugging him, this surprise actions makes him take most of his strength to not lose balance right there with you on his arms “If we still love each other in such an easy way, we’ll be more than blessed” he says before he leans in for a kiss from your lips, his soft lips seeking to lock in with yours, moving on a synchrony that only both of you know and can understand. The time freezes on the spot, every petal, every breath, the breeze and soft sounds of the leaves on the ground feels like is in slow motion. This assures you that Ran can easily make your daily life become a fairytale or those cheesy romantic comedy movies both of you see on the theater. It’s too easy for him to love you like no one could.

The way both of you fit into each other’s hearts and life’s like a puzzle’s missing piece or more like how easy it was for Cinderella to slide her feet on the glass shoes. The softness of his lips, his scent overwhelms your heart with joy and peace, it’s just so easy to drown yourself on his immense love. The way his hands grab your waist, sitting you properly on his thigh while your hands are on the lose hairs of the nape of his neck making him smile against your lips before he presses a chaste kiss on your lips before backing away just enough to press your foreheads together.

“I love you” he says and you softly giggle, Ran’s heart jumps joyfully at the ethereal sound coming out of your mouth “And i love you too… Loving you is easier than breathing” you answer to him, and both of you couldn’t be more agreed with your statement.

incoming tr matchup…

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mess + naoto

naoto is another one where you’re the sunshine to his gloom

but also, best friend’s brother

you two met through hinata

naoto wasn’t surprised to meet someone who matched his sister’s energy

what did surprise him so much was how taken he became with you

your warmth was a different kind of comfort than the one he got from his sister

and your smile, he would give you the world to keep you smiling so brightly

hinata saw it right away of course

she knew naoto was smitten before he knew it

being the nosey big sister she is, she set the two of you up

she got an earful from naoto when he showed up to the blind date to find you waiting for him

at the end of his scolding he let out a quiet thank you before hanging up and enjoying the rest of his night with you

jjk matchup here