Yandere Tr - Tumblr Posts

How does Bonten Manjiro feel about heavy petting?

Oooh a tr ask, yay

Alright, so I feel like it depends on who's receiving this... heavy petting. I'm gonna use, reader grabbing at his dick in a meeting.. I can't decide on whether or not he just wouldn't care and continue to let you play with it OR he'd slap your hand away and glare at you... so both

If it's the former, he'd probably just sit there looking bored as you play with his cock, he'll probably glance at you as he continues to listen to Koko talk about a new big money deal. Hell, he might even go as far as to let you give him a blow job. Bonten Mikey, I'd say, is pretty unphased with everything. You're his girl, his property, his pet, if anyone has a problem with it they can say so... if they're cool with receiving a bullet in their brain right after that is.

NOW if it's the latter, as in, him slapping your hand away... then, you should just sit pretty and not touch him anymore. He's most likely already irritated. If you still continue to touch him though, he'll grab you by your hair and pull you off your chair (or his lap) and put you between his thighs, pushing your face down into his crotch and holding you there by your neck. Don't even think about moving btw, he's much stronger than you (even as scrawny as he is in bonten) so you flailing will do nothing but further piss him off. You wanted his cock so bad so why don't you lay there and let him dry hump your face.

AND... if you're the one receiving the heavy petting (via groping) you're expected to do as he asks. Don't move if he doesn't tell you to, don't talk if he doesn't tell you to, don't even look at him if he doesn't ask you to do so. Whether or not you're in the mood doesn't really matter. He's a busy man, he has little time to get his dick wet and he very much dares you to try and start barking like a disobedient bitch.

M4S

It was quiet… too quiet. The leaky pipe making puddles on the floor. The cold, damp air causes goosebumps to perk up on your arms and the hairs to stand up. Trying to move slightly, you hiss at the sharp cuffs as they bite at your raw wrists, the chair groans as you wriggle around in discomfort. Your thighs numb from not moving around, cracking your neck, you whine at the release of tension. The tight ropes giving you some relief when you inhale but cause you to choke up from the smell of bleach. Your ass is sore from the hard, wooden chair as you attempt to wiggle again, get some of the blood flow back into your legs, stretching them feels to hard as the lack of flow makes them feel heavier.

There's a bang upstairs… like a gun shot, then a harsh, bloody cry. One of pain and agony, it feels close but.. far? You're tired, hungry.. dazed maybe? Were you drugged? No, maybe it's just the lack of oxygen from the stuffy room, cold enough to be a basement.. but not quiet enough to be soundproof. Screaming might work, then again, alerting your.. kidnappers, won't benefit you, not even a little, but it's all you got. Although before you can even inhale the air there's a door that slams open not too far away from where you're tied up. It sounds broken from the sickening crack you hear reverberate off the walls. The stampede of steps sound angry, aggressive, the harsh groan of the steps and ear-splitting squeak of shoes tells you that much.

There's loud yelling in Japanese, then a sharp slap to your face, your head flies left so hard your neck cramps up, causing a dull pain to shoot through you. The whimper in pain is laughed off by the men… men? Maybe two, possibly three but you can't tell for sure. It hurts though, everything hurts, and everything hurts even more when a rough hand grabs a fist-full of your hair and yanks back at the root, causing a scream to rip from your throat, only for a bigger, colder hand to clamp around your throat and squeeze tight. A hand, soft and warm wipes away the sweat from your brow, sliding from your cheek to the fat of your lips and running a thumb? over it, tapping the bottom twice, your jaw dropping for entry, the loose feeling of your jaw is nice, until you feel a cold, hard piece slip between them… a gun. The tip of your tongue meets the trigger and you freeze up, attempting to pull away, only for the hand gripping your hair to pull you forward, making you gag on it. There's bile attacking the back of your throat, trying to force it back with a swallow only makes the gun slide deeper, the metal cutting the corners of your lips as your blindfold is pulled off.

"There's no use in pulling back, angel." A man, more on the shorter side, no taller than 5'5, with black hair speaks to you. His voice sound's deep and alluring, you'd go as far as to say sexy if it weren't for the circumstances. He looks similar to his counterpart, the one with white hair, just, not the blonde. The blonde looks the same.. but different? He looked meaner, more provokable, the one with his hand around your throat. The blondes hand tightened when you continued to force yourself away from the gun in the hand of the man with white hair.

There's little strength used to push you back onto the gun, your throat spasming around the intrusive piece of metal. The gag that comes from your throat is loud but muffled at the same time. The hand used to push you further onto the Dessert Eagle -that also has his hand in your hair- is connected to that of a black-haired man, the cut and color really fitting his skin tone and face. He's attractive.. they all are, but, you're still tied up in their basement, the ropes still tight around your abdomen. The prickly fibers on the rope, passing through your thin clothes and leaving an itchy and raw feeling on your skin. The ropes rubbing against the inevitable cuts on your stomach and chest.

The black-haired man leans down, as he pulls your head further back, the quirk of his lips obvious but not genuine. His eyes are the worst, big, black, soulless pits. There's something.. dark, maybe sinister even. Eyes that belong to a killer, not a human being. The eyes of tragedy and sin, not of praise and prayer. He's.. too close, his big black, bottomless eyes, they're scary. Like they can see through you, like theres nothing in them. You can't see a pupil, does he have pupils? He must, but then again, he's not the most… normal looking man you've ever met.

You're lost in a daze, the mans dark eyes like a never-ending abyss, that, you don't realize the calling of your name by the three men, that is, until you feel the hand wrapped around your throat -by the long-haired blonde- slap your cheek. Not as hard as you would've guessed but hard enough to snap you out of your daze. The cloudiness of your eyes leaving and the limp state goes away. The redirect of your mind leads you to look at the man with white hair. He has the same dead, black eyes but.. he looks more tired, more exhausted. He looks like skin and bones, the clothes he's wearing hanging off him noticeably.

The man with white hair speaks up, "When one of us asks a question, you answer, not a moment before and certainly not a moment after. Do you understand.. I said, Do. You. Understand?" You give a nod after a moment of hesitance, the pupil of your eyes dilate at the gun. Your whole body is trembling, "are you gonna kill me..?" It comes out as a muffled whimper, around the gun, less of what you planned but suitable nonetheless, given the situation. You wish they didn't hold so much power but.. these men looked dangerous, it would be best to play as submissive as possible.. be their little angel, so to speak.

The white-haired man stares at you for a second, "I won't kill you if… you give me what I want, deal?" There's an automatic nod to your head. The glow in your eyes speaks for you, as you try to lean forward ready to give them everything… only to freeze at the sadistic grin he -the white-haired man- gives you. The man, slides the gun out of your mouth and uses it to lift your chin, "You eager.. huh, pretty doll?" The fat of your cheeks flush at his words but you don't pull away, not like you were ables to anyway. He -the white-haired man- leans down in-front of your face, "You don't know what I want.. do you babydoll.. huh?" There's an automatic shake of your head, the back down, courtesy of the fear you're feeling. Then comes the tears, the salty water pouring down your cheeks as your throat starts to close up and you start to panic.

There's a quick swap of position, the blonde now stands behind you, with a loose hand around your throat. The black-haired man still has a fist in your hair, but his other hand starts wiping away the tears from your cheeks and rubbing his thumb under your brow to coarse you into a false sense of vulnerability. The white-haired man stays put, the gun still pointed in your face and those dark eyes still glued on you as his hands stay eerily steady.He doesn't seem bothered and you'd bet millions that he's not, this seems to be an everyday occurence for him.

"W- what did you want..?" your voice leaves in a stutter, the sound of a pained whimper, is apparent to the men, that you're terrified. Then again, they could tell by your eyes, the eyes of a scared fawn, just what they like. The blonde speaks up, "We want our money back… the same money you and your little boyfriend owe us." There's a confused gargle at the back of your throat as you look up at him. The black-haired man starts chuckling, "C'mon now, princess. I really hope you don't pull the confusion bullshit like everyone else.." You shake your head at them, "I truly don't know what you're talking about, I didn't steal money."

The blondes hand tightened around your throat, the red imprints already stinging, "lying will only make us angry, maybe you should try telling us the truth. You'll get out of here a lot quicker if you do." You shake your head, only for it to be yanked back by the hand in your hair. The hand in your hair starts moving your head in a 'yes' motion and he laughs in your face, leaning closer. "You'll tell us what we want to know, angel?" The man guides your head again, moving it against your will, causing more tears to slip down your cheeks as your cries come out in pained whines because of the hand necklace you were so kindly given, against your will, of course.

The blonde speaks up, "we know you know what money we're talk- what's this, huh?" He pulls out a dime bag of coke from your bra. The reaction is immediate, to start thrashing in the chair again. Causing the black-haired man to lose his grip on your hair and get pushed away. The slap to your thighs are an immediate aftermath, the stinging causes your thighs to twitch open involuntarily. The gunman steps between them, he's close, too close, his breath smells of red bean paste, dorayaki.. maybe? The man slips the gun down from your jugular to your collarbone, leaving a angry red line.

"Please, that's not mine, I'm just… holding it for a friend. I- It- please, sir listen." There's a look between the men then a laugh. The black- haired man speaks up, getting close to your ear. "Sir, huh? That a lil'.. kink of yours sweetheart?" There's an immediate look of embarrassment, the dark blush climbing up your neck. The blonde leans down on your right, "oh, she likes that… you like this don't you? You like being tied up and having a gun pointed at your head, huh? You're a sick little bitch, you know that?" His hand glides down your clavicle to your stomach, then trailing down to your thighs then gliding his hand back up. The blonde takes out a knife and cuts the restraints on your wrists and ankles, then sheathes it back into his pocket.

"Please… it wasn't on me, it was Akamai, I swear, I didn't know, those fucking drugs aren't mine." There's a whine to the plead in your voice, just noticeable for the three… men, in front of you. "But, that's not entirely true… is it, pretty girl? You knew what your little… what? Boyfriend? Was doing, you came with him, is he.. your little..?"He gestures to your clothes. His two brothers behind him also give you curious eyes. Giving you a full once over, staring at your breasts, a little longer then necessary.

There's a look of disgust on your face, "are you calling me a whore??" There's a harsh lash in your tone. There's a chuckle from all three men. "No princess, well.. maybe, I mean look at you, you're dressed like a little slut. I wouldn't be surprised to find that he'd pimp you out?" It's quick- but not quick enough, your attempt to wrangle the throat of the man in front of you is quickly shut down by his twin? Brother? You're still not sure, but they're too similar to just be brothers. Then again, you doubt they'll tell you, if the gun pointed at your head right now tells you anything. BANG.

The bullet speeds past your face, cutting your cheek in the process. There's a slight sting but nothing serious. The bullet hits the drywall behind you, leaving a small hole. The sickly looking man leans down in-front of you and laughs in your face. His breath reeks of sugary treats.

You're yanked out of the chair by your hair, you trip and fall to your knees but the white-haired man continues to drag you to a door, it leads to a smaller room with a bed. The room is bland and cold, there's only a bed, with no sheets or covers.. no pillow and comforter either. The bed itself is small and looks to be covered in.. blood. The fluids on the bed are dried and old, browning in spots and dark red in others.

"Is this where you keep your sex slaves?" There's a chuckle from the blonde and black-haired man but a scoff from the man dragging you by your hair, "we don't keep "sex slaves".. we don't need to. Women pay to have sex with us, angel.. but there's a first for everything. Maybe you're the golden girl, hm?" The man lays you down on the bed and the black-haired man stands next to him. "Yeah, I like her, we'll keep her." The men make the agreement together, disregarding you completely.

"Who are you guys anyway?" There's a silence then a scoff from each men, "you seriously don't know who we are?" You hesitate for a moment, "I know who you guys are, kinda, The Sano brothers… that's it, I don't even.. know your names." They all step towards you simultaneously, the white-haired man speaks first.

"I'm Manjiro Sano, the one with black-hair is Jiro Sano and the blonde is Mikey Sano." The white-haired man clarifies. You look between the men. "So, are you guys- Manjiro and Jiro twins?" They nod. Then Mikey walks around his brothers and pushes you down on to the bed.

"We're willing to cut you a deal, sweetheart, sex in exchange for your freedom, we'll have your.. boyfriends head instead, sound good?" He states, rubbing his thumb across your cheek. You look at Mikey then his brothers, nodding your head as you kiss at Mikeys finger-tips. All three men grin and the other two get on the bed as well.

Jiro, pushes you down to climb on top of you. As he starts to kiss up your neck, Manjiro kisses you, pushing his tongue into your mouth as he runs his hand down your stomach, to your thighs and pulls them open. Mikey climbs in-between them, pulling at your pants. He throws them to the side, he takes his thumb and runs it over your clit, through your panties. He slips his index down you clothed slit. There's a wet patch under his fingers and he pats your cunt a couple times.

You whine into the mouth enclosing yours, running your left hand through Jiros hair. Tugging at the black strands, he groans into your neck, biting down a little harder. He pulls back to see the fresh teeth imprints, then he goes back down, he starts to mark other parts of your neck. Mikey licks you through your panties, nipping at the fabric and nuzzles his nose into your clit, causing you to try and jerk away. Mikey grabs you by the thighs and pulls you back down, towards his mouth.

He finally pulls your panties off and swipes the tip of his tongue over your clit, twirling his tongue around the bundle of nerves. Then sucking harshly on it. You pull yourself away from Manjiros mouth, to throw your head back and cry out in ecstasy. The cry is pretty to them, they want- they need more, they're hungry for it. Mikey pulls back from the cunt, there's a quick whine from you but it's cut short when Manjiro kisses you again. Mikey spits on your slit, then uses his index and middle to smear it on your pussy. Making sure to deliver slow, tight circles around your clit. He leans back down to assault your clit again, giving it wet kisses as he slips two fingers inside and scissoring them apart.

There's a hiss of pleasure that escapes through your lips but Manjiro is there to shush you. Jiro pulls back, "we have to make this quick, I have a meeting with Toman in thirty." He states, unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants down, as he presses a chaste kiss to your cheek. Mikey pulls back and also slips his pants and boxers off, as he does that, Manjiro places another kiss on your lips and pulls back. He doesn't undress, he just slips the undergarments below his cock. Then pushes into your mouth, your tongue wrapping around his tip without order.

Mikey leans back to spread your thighs a little wider, he takes his cock in his hand and rubs the tip along your slit, pressing the tip to your clit to circle the nerve before he slides in. The spit providing extra lubrication, as he slips in easily. You look over and make eye-contact with Jiro, the does of your eyes only feeding into your lust as grabs your left hand to wrap it around his cock. Smearing his pre-cum to help jerk him easier.

You're full, so fucking full. You've had sex before but it's never felt this good and you doubt it ever will again. You've never met a man that fills you quite like Mikey and you highly doubt his brothers would disappoint you as well. Judging from how your mouth has to stretch beyond capacity, and how your hand barely fits half-way around Jiros cock. The drugs were worth it, stealing the drugs from Akamai were more worth it then you first thought. You've always wanted to fuck the Sano brothers and if that means framing your money-hungry limp dick boyfriend then so be it.

Jiro moves closer to you and squeezes your hand tighter around his cock, he groans from the pressure and you move your hand faster, twisting your wrist and rubbing your thumb up and down the slit, it causes him to keen over you as he catches himself with his right hand above your head moving his left down to rub at your clit. The added pleasure causes you to squeal around his brothers cock. Your throat spasming around Manjros cock as you attempt to bob your head quicker on his dick. Mikey pulls you closer and pulls both your thighs onto his left shoulder as he fucks you harder, his right hand pressing down on your stomach, as his dick leaves a physical imprint inside you. He gives your left ankle a kiss as he leans his head on your calves, watching as you take his brother down your throat.

Manjiro wraps your hair around his fist as he starts to throat-fuck you. He uses his left hand to wipe away your tears as he rubs his thumb under your right eye. "You're doing so good for us, sweetheart?" You try to nod for him as best you can. He chuckles as you choke from your nodding and gives your right cheek a couple pats before he leans his head back and lowly groans. The sound reverberates around the small, bare room and so does the sound of the bed creaking, occasionally hitting the wall, every now and again.

The body bounces in rapid jerks from the thrusts as all three men fuck you pliant. The gags of your throat sending vibrations through Manjiros cock and he whines. The man looks at you through lidded black eyes. "Tell me now before I finish down your tight throat." There's a rapid nod from your end, you need to feel it slip down your throat, you need to taste him. He nods, letting his head fall back as he cums down your throat. His twin is next, Jiro cumming all over your chest, some getting on your stomach. He breathes heavily as he lazily grins at you, still rubbing tight circles around your clit.

You cum, harder then ever before, harder then you thought possible. Mikey tries to pull out but you shake your head and whine at him, he chuckles at that and pushes all the way to the brim, his balls taut against your ass as he cums inside. He's warm and fills you full, your stomach having a little bump from it, that he so gleefully pushes down on when he pulls out of you, causing the cum the slide out of you. Only for him to use his fingers to slide it back into, with a kiss to the cheek gets up. All three of the men stand up and redress themselves, giving you a smirk as they do so.

Manjiro walks back over to you and pecks your lips and with a peck to the cheeks from Jiro and Mikey, they grant you with the words you've longed to hear, since you saw them that day.

"We're gonna keep you princess.. I hope you don't mind."

This isn't a question or anything so don't feel pressured to answer but out of all the Mikeys, who do think would be most likely to kill you? I just got curious because you said Manila Mikey would kill you... also I really love your writing and I get so excited when you post litterly anything ❤️❤️❤️

Aww 🥺 thank you so much babes, I genuinely appreciate it, this stuff makes me so happy and I love that I can brighten up peoples day with just a couple paragraphs❤️❤️❤️ Most Likely- Kanto Mikey Manila Mikey Bonten Mikey Toman\OG timeline Mikey Happy ending\Racer Mikey Least Likely- I feel like this chart is the same whether it's Yandere Mikey or Non-Yandere Mikey on which one's most likely to kill you.

What do you think a yandere Shuji Hanma would be like with an innocent/naive reader? 🥹 (Sorry english isn't my first language aaaa)

Don't worry your english is perfect and this was such a cute idea. TW- Manipulation, Gaslighting, Coercion, Incorrect use of nicotine patch 📸- He is so mean to you, he'll tease you about every little thing, especially if you get embarrassed easily, it'd be even worse for you. Because he's constantly whispering dirty little things in your ear and he'll do it in front of people. 📸- He definitely has a corruption kink, he'll purposely put you in compromising positions with a claim that it's normal in a relationship for relationship too move as fast as yours is. I mean the first week of dating and he already has a hand in your panties? Yeah, that's totally normal baby, don't you trust him? Is it because he's a delinquent? 📸- Going off that actually, did someone say, king of gaslighting? Because he is. He's always making you rethink doing the normalist of things. You think it's normal too allow your partner too go out with their friends? Not without him, it's not normal. It's also so weird of you too want too spend time without him, did you know that? 📸- He will also put nicotine patches on you when your with him, then take them off when you leave him. It works though, you rarely are anywhere without him, the only reason he's not constantly with you is because he has... business too attend to. 📸- He's always feeling you up non-stop, running his hands over your ass and squeezing it, kissing down your chest and sucking your tits through your shirt. He always does it infront of people too, and when you try too push him away, claiming it makes you feel embarrassed, he just laughs in your face. Claiming that if you loved him, you wouldn't a problem with him feeling you up. 📸- Hanma is always fighting, it's not only an adrenaline rush but also a stress relief for him. But he won't let you watch, it'll ruin your purity, watching all the blood spill and the teeth go flying. He doesn't want too taint you too quickly too soon. 📸- Because he's an asshole, he likes too play little games with you. Those games including him rubbing your clit while he's in a very important meeting, sitting on his lap, you can't cum until the meeting is over either. He will bend you over that conference table and spank your ass raw as you cheeks become sticky with tears as you whine. 📸- He can be soft with you though, he likes that confused gleam that sits in your pretty eyes as he goes from extreme from the next. Going from all intimidating and mean to sweet and soft, cooing in your ear as he pets your hair. Kissing at your neck as he tells you that he loves you. 📸- He mostly acts like your stereotypical bully, pulling at your hair as he taunts you and mocks you as you whine, your lashes getting wet and clumpy as little tears drip down your cheeks, whining at him too stop it, but that only makes him do it more, loving the little pleads that spill from your lips, blessing his ears. 📸- At the end of it though, he leads you back in his arms with broken promises too stop teasing you as he lovingly coddles you, letting you snuggle into his chest, holding you tight against him so you don't see the dark grin that spreads across his lips, as he shushes your whines with little kisses and false assurance that it's all just playful banter.

do you have a part 2 of where Mikey is cheating?

I do now ❤️

TW- Yandere-ish behaviour, a bit of victim blaming, implied murder, slightly detailed scene of murder, violent behaviour, implication of past cheating.

Mikey was a mess ever since you left, he knows he brought it on himself by cheating, but he was still angry. He missed you deeply, thought about you every night and everyday, you were his first thought when he woke up, and his first thought when he went to bed. You were- are his everything, in his head, you're still his, and nothing is ever gonna change that- nothing. You guys are just... on a little break, that's all. You didn't actually wanna leave, you didn't actually mean it when you said, you never wanted too see him again... right? You couldn't possibly mean that, after all you guys have been through together? You can't be serious, there's no way. So he let you have your little break, even if your absence clawed at him every minute of everyday, but when you didn't... it all kinda went down hill from there, even more so then normal.

It took awhile for him too track you down, longer then he was comfortable with or even, willing too admit. You're everything to him, the reason he even still gets up in the mornings, so, when you left his life,it affected him more then everything else ever has. He was so irritated, taking it out on traitors, torching them slowly as he deflected his emotional pain into physical on the people who have done him wrong. When he finally found you though, or, rather his men found you, his heart started too hurt. He's never been so happy in his life, having heard the news of your exact whereabouts, it pleased him greatly, his eyes even have a little bit of life back in them. He found you living in a tiny little apartment on the outskirts of Tokyo, it was quiet- peaceful even, something his lifestyle greatly lacked.

He contemplated whether or not too just knock on the door... or just break in. But, he ultimately decided too just knock for now and if that didn't work for him, he'd have no problem forcing his way in. You were glowing when you opened that door, looking content- happy even, but the way your smile dropped and the look of delight turned to dread, it hurt, it hurt him so fucking much to the point he almost toppled over. But he held it together, his eyes almost pleading as he whispered your name, it almost sounding foreign with how long it's lacked coming from his lips. But it felt re-freshing on his tongue, like a shred of hope as you stepped aside and let him in. Although hesitant, as your steps lacked genuine want, looking more forced, knowing who exactly this man was and what he was capable of.

It was quiet for a while, as you both sat on your couch, the silence feeling awkward and heavy as you tried your best too avoid eye contact with him. The action feeling too intimate knowing what he did and the way you left, it might've not been the best decision or the best way too leave, but you didn't really have any other option, knowing it would, most likely, start a big fight that you really didn't feel like dealing with at the time. Or the worse option, he didn't care at all and would just let you leave, that would've hurt a lot more then just leaving it up in the air, but with him being here, you were betting on the former being the more obvious situation if you were too have confront him and try too leave at the time, also taking into account that Mikey isn't the most stable, and that would've most likely pushed him off the deep end and would've led to worse consequences for you then just being homeless for a while before you were able too get a shitty job as a waitress and live in a tiny apartment.

"I'm... sorry for what I did.." were the first words he chose too spoke, the first words you've heard from him in months. You knew he was sorry, his presence at the apartment told you all you needed too know, but you also knew that you didn't have too forgive him for what he did to you, you put up with a lot of his bullshit, let him get in your face and call you ugly names or let him get violent with men when they, very stupidly, thought it would be okay too eye-fuck their bosses girl. Watched him beat a man within an inch of his life as soon as his disgusting hands layed a slap to your ass, with a nasty smirk, you've never seen Mikey move so fast in your life, a kick to the man stomach as he beat him bloody, black and blue. Having replayed the mans screams in your head as begged and pleaded with Mikey too not kill him, that he was sorry, you know the man wasn't sorry for what he had done, only sorry that the consequences were so dire for him. That was the first and only time you've watched Mikey kill a man, he kept you locked away for weeks- months after that... incident.

You decided too keep quiet, which was a big mistake on your part cause it only made Mikey inch closer to you on the already small couch. His hands grabbing at your shaky ones, pulling them up to his lips as he left the softest kisses on the backs of them with the whisper of, "let me make it up to you, please?" You wanted him too, you really did, you missed when he was soft with you, although very rarely, he still was willing too show vulnerability. Your head was already clouded not having fully processed the whole infidelity on his part, but you did miss him and with his appearance at your apartment causing a wave of emotion too bubble in your chest and tear ducts, you did, you let him take care of you again. Just hoping and praying that you wouldn't regret everything when your head was a little bit clearer and your arms weren't wanting too constantly reach out and hug him, when your heart wasn't constantly begging you too let him touch you again, too take you again and have you so vulnerable under him as he whispered, hopefully, long-lasting promises in your ear.

So you did, you let him lay your back on that rough, uncomfortable couch as he left kisses on your face, leading down your neck and turning into love marks. Leaving spit-covered kisses down your chest as he hiked your leg over his waist, kissing underneath your ear as he whispered just how sorry he was to you, promising he'd never he look at another woman again, that what he did was a one-time stupid mistake. Whispering about, how it took him losing you too realise just how perfect you were, how rare you were too continuously stay by his side, too pledge your loyalty to such a bad man, such as his self- a monster. To a man who has taken more then he has ever given in his entire life, he knows that you're special, special to him, but just special in general. Letting him have- letting him take you in a place you now called home, knowing what he's done, he was selfish, he knows that, but he's done with it, now that he has you back in his arms, he's never letting you go again. Over his dead body- or, more like the dead body of the woman he had sex with, that led you both to this moment, no more.

What would happen to reader after Manila Mikeys death? Also happy birthday!!!

This is a very interesting question and thank you baby~

I could see this going two different ways, the first would be Manila!Mikey letting you go or he kills you. I'll elaborate don't worry.

If he lets you go, it's because he doesn't have that deep of an attachment to you. In the Manila timeline, Mikey had stated that he wanted too die and when he sent that letter to Takemichi, it's because he wanted Takemichi too end his life, Mikeys life, as said by Mikey himself, has been nothing but suffering for him, he's already killed his friends and a lot of his family is dead, so at this point in his life, he literally has no one. So, he sees no point in living, because for Mikey, there is no reason. His life revolves heavily around his friends and family.. and now they're gone. So, if Manila!Mikey actively wants too die, which he does, he sees no point in keeping you, especially, like I said, if he wasn't even attached to you, because he's not coming back and he knows that, he's known since he sent that letter out.

If he kills you though, there's a very high chance it's because he's in love with you, or at the very least, he's developed a very deep connection with you and he can't stand the thought of letting you go. As I've said before, Mikey is a very possessive person and has a pretty twisted view on relationships, he looks at his friends as possessions almost. Sure, Mikey knows that they're their own people, with their own lives and morals, but Mikey doesn't care. Mikey sees the people around him as an extension of himself. A couple examples being, when Pah lost that fight to Osani. Mikey said that Toman belonged to him and as long as he had it's back, none of them were ever gonna lose. Another example would be with Kazutora, Mikey told Kazutora that he belonged to him and that all of Kazutoras pain was Mikeys too take on. Now, while that can be sweet in a different context, I think Mikey means it in an ownership type of way, and if you are so deeply bonded with Manila!Mikey, then you're not gonna leave him, even in death, you're his.

a question for you tini! what would you like to be? kanto mikey's obedient baby girl or manila mikey's brat? 👀

As much as I love Kanto!Mikey, I am a brat at heart and by default, I love Manila!Mikey. Also Manila!Mikey, while he can still be mean, he's not as mean as Kanto!Mikey, plus there's just something about Mikey having black hair that drives me crazy, now don't get me wrong, I love his blonde hair, but... I don't even need too explain, just look!!!

(I love these questions sm~)

Despite what some people might think, he's very attentive with you and he's also a great listener.. even if his conclusion to all of your problems isn't.. the most legal.

bonten mikey letting his gf continue studying and she rants to him about this annoying girl in her class

gf: she's so annoying! she always talks over me and gives me a look whenever i come across her

mikey: do you want me to order sanzu to k!ll her?

😰😰😰

Deadass, all his fixes for your problems involve murder of some kind. Because, what do you mean there's a girl bothering his angel? Nah, she's gotta go, immediately, and sometimes he doesn't even ask. You know that one boy that kept bothering you? Yeah, they found his mangled body in a ditch like trash.

sitting on kanto mikey's lap during his meeting and falling asleep on him fkdbsjsbsjsn i imagine him to just look at her and end the meeting, i honestly think he's soft towards his s/o when she's asleep

He is, as much as I write him as the abusive, asshole type, he's still Mikey, he's just heavily in his dark impulses, but he's still sweet. So when he sees his little angel all drowsy and sleepy, he ends the meeting, and takes you too bed, tucking you in and kissing your head before he goes off and does other things. He won't be gone too long though, he'll come back and lay with you, running his hands through your hair as he just listens too your soft breathing. He enjoys these moments the most, Mikeys still human and he still has feelings, no matter how much he tries too hide them. He really does care so deeply about you, so when he gets angry with you, sometimes physical, he does feel bad but he just needs you too listen to him, he's trying too keep you safe, you're all he has left basically.

Hii! May I request a yan!bonten mikey with a hybrid darling(you decide what hybrid) that is in heat? Hear me out...What if the said hybrid is also one to mate for life...That sounds promising ngl

This is so cute, because I imagine Bonten!Mikey with a little kitty hybrid. One that's a bit of a brat and will purposely look him in his eyes as she knocks his paperwork off his desk only for him too just stare at her severely unamused as her tail flicks around in the air with her pupils dilated as a smug little grin pulls at her lips. Being such a little brat because he won't play with you because he's working, doing his job- the same job that allows him too buy you those pretty high-end collars that you love so much. The one you have on now for example, all black with diamonds and his name custom.. that wasn't cheap pretty kitty, you can't just get angry with him because he's busy. He knows you don't care though, not when you're in heat and especially not when he still lets you have his cock by the end of the night as he drowns you in his affection, truly why should you behave when you always end up getting what you want in the end.. that's what he asks himself as he lets you rub your bare, leaking cunt over his, still, clothed cock. Letting you mewl in his ear as your tail curls around his wrist, bringing it to your head so that he can pet your head, because he knows when he pets and scratches at your ears just right, it turns you into a whimpering mess, and he's more then fine with that, as long as you behave for him and you let him do his work right after. But, that is very unrealistic, especially since you're so high-maintenance, he doesn't mind though- he could never. Not when his pretty little kitty is giving such pouty lips with those big pleading eyes of yours as you constantly paw at his cock, he thinks it's so sweet- truly he does, you're his little angel, most of the time anyway. You in heat is his favorite, you're so clingy and all over him, constantly scenting him and hissing at anyone and everyone- sometimes even Mikey himself when you smell the different scents lingering on his clothes as you shove your face into the crook of his neck, digging your sharp little teeth into his pale skin as you ride his cock, pupils blown wide and he knows it'll be a while before you're satisfied but he doesn't mind, he'll let you go at it for however long you need, even if his cock is overstimulated and it hurts, it's not like you'd even let him up anyway. Even if the both of you know that's he's stronger then you by a lot, you're warm soft cunt feels way too good too let his cock slip out of and you know that, that's one of the reasons he lets you go at it for so long. Just be a good girl for him and let him take care of your heat for you, yeah?

What kind of doms are all mikey timelines?

TW- Abuse in Kanto!Mikeys part.

I am not the most knowledgeable when it comes to the BDSM community, so if there is any misinformation or harmful content please let me know, so that I can fix it.

Toman!Mikey- Daddy Dom. He's both strict and playful, the perfect balance of a dom. He's also very heavy on aftercare and he makes sure that you're well taken care of, even if he's horribly tired. Because, he prioritizes you above everything and anyone else. He definitely feels like the type too let you just play with his hair as he sits in meetings with his legs spread as he barley listens to his, already, anxious lackeys that are trying so hard too not fuck up and receive a round in their skull, especially in front of you. While he does have rules with the high expectations that you follow them to a T, you usually have a lot of freedom and can do as you please, as longs you're not getting into trouble, because depending on what you did, the punishment will not be too nice for you... or your ass.

Manila!Mikey- Brat Taming Dom. I've stated this already here, but I'll happily dive into it a bit more. Manila!Mikey gets a sick kick out of your disobedience, it's not the act in it's self, but more of what it always leads to, which is punishment. He'll let you do as you please, just watching you as he sits on the couch as you stomp your foot on the floor, with a loud whine for whatever it is that you're wanting in that very moment. His face blank as his eyes stay locked on you before his arm lurches forward and he has your shirt in a tight grip as you quickly stumble forward into his lap before he puts you on the floor, on your knees, looking up at him as he pulls your head back, his hand tugging at the roots. His other hand squeezed tightly around your jaw as he tilts his head to the side. The look in his obsidian eyes empty as he stares you down, your lips sealed as you hold your breath, your eyes deer-wide as you wait for him too do something.

Kanto!Mikey- Sadistic Dom. Now, it's no big surprise that this version of Mikey is mean and harsh, he makes it very obvious that he is too be respected and never questioned and that's what you do. Because you know Kanto!Mikey can fly off the handle within seconds, being a relationship is like walking on eggshells and you have too be very cautious with every question you ask and everything you do because it's heavily monitored by him or his lackeys. He thrives off the fearful look in your eyes, because that's what his whole gang is gang is based on, the fear of Mikey and he knows that. Fear is still respect at the end of the day, and as soon as you see him walking to you, his composure calm but you know that it's the farthest thing from good and the consequences will be dire as you feel his hand grab you up by your hair and drag you away, some of the strands being tugged out.

Bonten!Mikey- Hard Dom. I think this version of Mikey would thrive in a dynamic like this, simply because control is a very big thing for Mikey and he expects complete obedience and he's not too happy when you display behaviors that are against that, in any way really. While you know he's in control, he also enacts this control in less obvious ways as well, such as, choosing your clothes, deciding how you get your nails done and even how you style your hair that day. Your days are very scheduled, not fully packed, he does let you have some down time and relax, he's not always hounding over you, you have time for your own activities, but he does control a large part of your day. He, just like Kanto!Mikey and Toman!Mikey, has rules for you, but his rules are more day-to-day based instead of in general, especially with how all over the place his schedule can be, so he just accommodates your rules for that day based on himself.

Street Racer!Mikey- Pleasure Dom. He is very giving and fully focuses on satisfying you before he even lets you think about touching him. The foreplay with him is long and welcoming as he drawls out your pleasure and makes you cum for him over and over again, leaving your head all cloudy as he has youm laid on your back and spread for him, but it's not an uncomfortable vulnerability with him, it's very welcoming. He makes you want too be vulnerable with him because it's a scarce kind of trust that people rarely feel, but with Mikey, it's so easy too let him do everything for you, for you too let him make you feel good because he always makes it worth every second of it. He's so intuned with you during these intimate moments as well, always checking with you, not for every little thing because he knows the tiniest of twitches in your muscles when you need a break or are, quite often, insatiable. He makes sure that he pays close attention, but he does expect you too verbalize what you want or need, sometimes too be a tease but more often, your verbal reassurance.

not a request but a thirst!!! if manilla!mikey or bonten!mikey wanted me to just stay inside all day, I'd agree and just sit pretty for him<3 being that much of an introvert. sit on his lap? okay! he wants affectionate? say less. cockwarm him? anything for him --- girl there is something wrong with me 😭

If there's something wrong with you, then also something wrong with me, because same babe. It genuinely wouldn't be that bad, too live with Mikey. Especially if we're talking Bonten!Mikey, he'd give you anything you pleased, as long as you behaved. You want clothes? Here's his card. You want a pet? He'll take you too the shelter or he'll get the best pet of the breed that you want. He'll even hire someone too pick up after the animal, because his pretty baby shouldn't be cleaning cages, cat litter- especially picking up after a dog, it just doesn't sit right with him, ya know? Manila!Mikey though, just like Bonten!Mikey, as long as you behave, you'll have little to no problems with him. I picture that it could even be the cutest, too be in his apartment, in Manila, as you guys sit on the couch and watch movies with a little kitty running around or him petting a puppy as you lay cuddled on his chest, eating Dorayaki, that he had you make him.

omg Manila Mikey or kanto mikey with a darlin that likes to suck him off but she never wants to swallow like she will literally spit it out I wonder if he would get mad or not (that’s some shit I would do I imagine it tasting nasty🥲) luv uuuu🥰

With Manila!Mikey, you'd have too swallow it, so sorry too tell you. But he will cover your mouth as soon as he sees you getting ready too spit it out. He'll use one of his hands too cover your mouth as the other covers your nose so that you start too struggle too breathe. He only lets up when you've swallowed. Kanto!Mikey though, he doesn't really care. As long as he gets too cum down your throat that's all he really cares about. Although, sometimes when he's in a more... punishing mood. He will force you too swallow it down your throat, similar to Manila!Mikey, he'll hold his hand over your mouth and nose.

this is like I thirst but I’m thinking of Manila Mikey and kanto Mikey with a darlin who’s a virgin and is really scared of losing their virginity Ik how kanto Mikey is tbh he might not give a damn if ur scared or not but I also wonder how Manila would handle it🤔🤔🤔

love youuu

You're pretty spot on when it comes to Kanto!Mikey, he doesn't really care that you're scared, because he's sure that you'll get over that fear quite quickly when he has his fingers deep in your cunt, or when he starts fucking you and your brain stops working because of it. With Manila!Mikey though, he also won't really care. Sure, if you're persistent to the point of you pushing him away because you're scared, he'll ease you into it, but mostly because he's annoyed. Now, if you're being good for him, just the sweetest little thing, he'll be soft with you, letting you take a couple deep breaths as he pushes in a bit, letting you grab at him as he fucks into you, barley being able too breathe as you swear on everything that you love, that you can feel him in your stomach. But, if he's in a good mood when he decides he wants too take it, your virginity, he'll let you set the pace, that is until he gets bored and he takes over, but hey!!! At least he let you have some sort of control, even if it's only for a moment.

(love you 2 bby~)

I can't stop thinking about Mikey (more specifically Kanto Mikey) putting you in a headlock and fucking you from behind whilst choking you with his biceps- GREAT HEAVENS😩🙏

Never thought about this before, but I see the vision. I don't really feel like Mikey, in general, is good at regulating his strength so he might choke you out on accident, but, I can see this happening, especially if he's not in the mood too hear you run your mouth, so having a hand around your throat is his usual go to, but he's not opposed too doing this, Kanto!Mikey is definitely a version of Manjiro that enjoys the rougher aspects of sex.

TINI. I have a vision.

…ghost face Manjiro 🤤🤤

TW- Depictions of Murder

Oooh, I can't put into words how much I love this thought, but I'm gonna try. This has me thinking of mainly Manila!Mikey, because he's a literal serial killer, just like Ghostface. Anyway, it was just supposed too be his friends.. but then, as Mikey himself has stated, killing means nothing to him, he doesn't feel bad, not an ounce of remorse found in those dark, empty eyes of his. His lack of empathy is what would lead him down this nasty little path full of bloodshed. He grows too actually enjoy the psychological play that he's inflicted on his victims, the absolute fear in their eyes as he digs that sharp blade into their chest, the screams of terror they let out before his gloved hand muffles their cries of agony. Now, while the Scream movies are funny because Ghostface is clumsy as fuck, GF!Manila!Mikey is more like GF 5 and 6, just brutal and violent, and you won't find that clumsy, comedic act with Manila! Mikey , there's not much a fight you can put up with him, and while he maybe small, the way he's manhandling you tossing people through tables combats his lack of height and you... his pretty little final girl, will come too understand that soon enough.

GHOST FACE MIKEY IS STUCK IN MY MIND LIEKPELDKFNF

Ahh apologies, but now that I'm thinking about GF!Manjiro again...

I think Mikey has such primal instincts, he thrives off a good chase and as I've stated before, he's not the clumsy type. I do like too imagine him using the voice changer and just starting off the phone call with an accidental miss-dialed number, maybe you stay on the phone because the man on the other line sounds sexy and he just needs help, an unsuspecting victim, he likes that. Or, maybe you take the route of flirting with him and sure, he'll play along with you. Telling you how you're such a tease when you answer the phone in nothing but towel... do you always walk around naked with your curtains open or is he special? Or maybe you really are a slut because what good girl would have their legs spread while they get off to a strangers voice? A good girl wouldn't get off to the thought of a killer, would they? Maybe you're a little messed up... knowing the man on the other line has gutted your friends and you're relentless with your flirting. Or maybe you just don't care that the same knife that's sliding up your thigh was the same thing used too end so many lives, huh?