this is my first proper post i guess! i write but normally just for my eyes, i really enjoyed writing this so i thought i'd share it! please be easy on me... this was so nerve wracking to post.

this has beck and michiko to hatchin themes/influences throughout! they're some of my favourite shows/animanga.

pairing: minami ryusuke x reader

oc x eiji kimura

word count: 713

warnings: cursing.

this is the first mini chapter to the whole kind of story i'm writing! enjoy.

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‘give up. you’re not going to find him.’ nelle said harshly leaning against the door frame looking at your back, watching as you mindlessly shoved items of clothing into your slightly worn out black duffle bag. 

‘i don’t care nelle. he has something of mine that i want b-‘

‘you’re kidding right? you’re going to put your life at risk to get a silly necklace back? do you hear yourself? if you’re going to fucking lie at least make it believable. you sound ridiculous.’ she spat as she walked further into the room, causing you to turn to face her. your eyes had little to no emotion behind them, nelle’s heart to sank as she stared back at you.

she let out a slow sigh. seeing her best friend like this hurt her, she hated that she was still hung up on that coward. she hated him for what he had done to her.

‘i don’t expect you to understand.’ 

‘no i don’t fucking understand y/n, the man left ! he LEFT you for god knows what reason, what’s wrong with you? did all sense just go out the window the second he left? what did he do to you?’ nelle attempted to grab onto your shoulder but you had pushed her away gently.

‘i want my necklace back nelle. i’m going to get it… nothing will stop me from getting it back.’ you look down at your legs for a moment trying to hold back the tears that began to flood your eyes, you take a moment to compose yourself - turning back around to mindless packing.

you knew you were making excuses, you didn’t care about the necklace that much… you were just too embarrassed to say that you had wanted ryusuke back. the only man you have ever loved…disappeared, leaving only a shitty hand written letter saying sorry attached with a polaroid of the two of you at your happiest.

in the photo ryusuke had an arm around you tightly and the other holding the camera, his face was mushed on the side of yours while you smiled at the camera with your arms around his neck. you were sitting in your living room that night drinking and laughing about various things together as you usually did after the dinner you had made for both of you.

you take one last look at the polaroid before shoving it into the bag, zipping it closed, grunting slightly as you put it over your shoulder, slowly walking past your friend almost as if this was the last time you’d be in the same room together. 

‘wait i’m going with y-‘ nelle grabs onto your arm, stopping you from walking any further away from the room.

‘no…nelle…i have to go by my-‘ you struggled to get out as you tried to escape her hold. 

‘i’m not losing you to that man… i’ll…i’ll…kill him before that happens.’ she blurted out, nelle was unsure if that last part was fitting for the moment but she meant it at the bottom of her heart.

you stand by the door frame for a second and begin to laugh. ‘you’ll kill him?’

the sound of your laugh lowered the tension in the room for a moment, allowing the both of you to relax slightly. 

‘yes! that’s what i said! i’ll take eiji’s gun when he’s not looking, find ryusuke and i’ll shoot that son of a bitch for hurting you’ she rambles as she rushes to pack a bag as well which only causes you to laugh hysterically.

‘at least let me give him a hug before you do…’ you smile at her, unaware of the fact you had blown your cover.

‘why would you need to hug him? you just want your necklace back, no?’ nelle smiled back but raised a brow at your comment.

you're taken aback by this and turn to face the door in embarrassment. ‘what are you trying to say? that’s all i’m going for!’

nelle bursts into laughter as she gets up from the ground with her bag. ‘i’m your best friend y/n, i knew what you really meant from the time you decided to leave.’

(i'm so proud of this pls just skim through it<3)

laying on ryusukes chest, the rhythmic beat of his heart that vibrates as he sings to you, his guitar that was being played not to long ago cast aside so you could rest comfortably. his arm rubbing soothing patterns up and down your arm as yours did the same on his bare chest.

"hello there, the angel from my nightmare"

you always thought his voice was beautiful, he never listened when you complimented it though. you swear he never listens like you do. every chord he plays, lyric he sings and complaint he speaks you listen. you feel that man only listens when your covered in a layer of sweat above him.

"the shadow in the background of the morgue, the unsuspecting victim"

you did everything and anything for ryusuke. going to nearly every show-no matter if it's down the street or across the world-, giving him lends of money when he needs it, prying bottles of alcohol out of his hand with tears blurring your vision, lying on his behalf to make sure he doesn't get his ass handed to him, even following him to new york when he felt it was all to much. people would say the most ryusuke has done for you is actually remember your birthday this year.

"of darkness in the valley, we can live like Jack and Sally if we want"

moments like these were ones you cherished, ryusuke's dream had him either on stage or in the studio, and you weren't one to stop that dream-if anything you encouraged it-you always came over to ray's house, you'd stay for hours on end and most days you'd sleepover. the thought of leaving being to much to bear. even though he's not a huge help, he'd still have a go at trying to help you with your studying. moments like these were just some of the many you cherish.

"and in the night, we'll wish this never ends, we'll wish this never ends"

your favourite thing about being apart of ryusuke's life was seeing the light in his eyes when he talked to you about a song he's been writing made your heart fill with admiration. and when he told you the latest song he wrote was about you every butterfly that was sleeping in your stomach came to life and flew around every inch of your belly.

“I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you"

the soothing sound of ryusuke's voice was something you could listen to forever. the first time he gave you a copy of a song he wrote for you was one you'll never forget. it's always been your favourite song since then-if you could get it tattooed in your brain you really would- every day you listen to the playlist he's made full of songs for you.

"where are you? and I'm so sorry"

you would say the most ryusuke has done for you is be there when those people aren't. like right now at 3:16 in the early morning, the stars and moon's reflection rippling off the fishing pond outside the open door. he's here right now when your friends aren't. he's here when those friends are on a vacation in a sunny beach getting day drunk, he's there when they aren't consoling over your upcoming exams. he's there when they claim he's probably off with some groupie.

"I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight"

the soothing sound of ryusuke's voice must've had you zoning out for a while. his arm was still running up and down your arm and so was your hand on his chest, he was still singing and beck was still snoring outside. all was the same except your cheeks feel a bit more damp then before. bringing a hand to the area, it felt as if a puddle was on your face. ryusuke wasn't stupid, of course not. he knows well you've been in a world of your own, absent tears falling from your tired eyes. he didn't say anything, he just gently pushed your head back to his chest, keeping that hand on the crown of your head. continuing to sing as even louder sobs started shaking through your body.

'I need somebody and always, this sick, strange darkness comes creeping on, so haunting every time"

people think they know everything. always assuming your something like ray's mother. doing and buying everything for him while he lies back and strums on a guitar. they assume that when he sees him alone in mit-chan's bar that your at his house, washing his clothes and cleaning his floors while he waits for one of his side pieces. they assume ryusuke minami is a good for nothing piece of shit who got lucky in the world just because he can strum together some chords and call it music. they assume your too blinded by his boyish charm and looks too see how much of an ass he is.

"and as I stare, I counted, The webs from all the spiders"

you'd give everything and anything for ryusuke minami. you'd drop everything and move across the world if he told you to, youd sit for hours and play with his hair if it meant he would sleep easy that night. day in and day out you would sit and listen to him play that guitar with those 7 bullet holes that he somehow made sound like heaven. you'd stand in a crowd of sweaty bodies every night if it meant you could see him live his dreams up on those stages.

"catching things and eating their insides, like indecision to call you and hear your voice of treason"

you'd give up everything and anything for ryusuke minami, and you, despite everyone and their mother telling you that he's the worst person they've ever met. they tell you; he makes the girls cry, he never returns the money he borrows, that he's just some kid that lived in america for a while and thinks he's hot shit. you'd give it all for ryusuke minami, and you know- every bone in your body knows- that in the strum of a guitar string, ryusuke minami would give up everything and anything for you and the earth you walk on.

(i’m so proud of this pls just skim through it<3)

laying on ryusukes chest, the rhythmic beat of his heart that vibrates as he sings to you, his guitar that was being played not to long ago cast aside so you could rest comfortably. his arm rubbing soothing patterns up and down your arm as yours did the same on his bare chest.

“hello there, the angel from my nightmare”

you always thought his voice was beautiful, he never listened when you complimented it though. you swear he never listens like you do. every chord he plays, lyric he sings and complaint he speaks you listen. you feel that man only listens when your covered in a layer of sweat above him.

“the shadow in the background of the morgue, the unsuspecting victim”

you did everything and anything for ryusuke. going to nearly every show-no matter if it’s down the street or across the world-, giving him lends of money when he needs it, prying bottles of alcohol out of his hand with tears blurring your vision, lying on his behalf to make sure he doesn’t get his ass handed to him, even following him to new york when he felt it was all to much. people would say the most ryusuke has done for you is actually remember your birthday this year.

“of darkness in the valley, we can live like Jack and Sally if we want”

moments like these were ones you cherished, ryusuke’s dream had him either on stage or in the studio. and you weren’t one to stop that dream-if anything you encouraged it-you always came over to ray’s house, you’d stay for hours on end and most days you’d sleepover. the thought of leaving being to much to bear. even though he’s not a huge help, he’d still have a go at trying to help you with your studying. moments like these were just some of the many you cherish.

“and in the night, we'll wish this never ends, we'll wish this never ends”

your favourite thing about being apart of ryusuke’s life was seeing the light in his eyes when he talked to you about a song he’s been writing made your heart fill with admiration. and when he told you the latest song he wrote was about you every butterfly that was sleeping in your stomach came to life and flew around every inch of your belly.

“I miss you, I miss you, I miss you, I miss you”

the soothing sound of ryusuke’s voice was something you could listen to forever. the first time he gave you a copy of a song he wrote for you was one you’ll never forget. it’s always been your favourite song since then-if you could get it tattooed in your brain you really would- every day you listen to the playlist he’s made full of songs for you.

“where are you? and I'm so sorry”

you would say the most ryusuke has done for you is be there when those people aren’t. like right now at 3:16 in the early morning, the stars and moon’s reflection rippling off the fishing pond outside the open door. he’s here right now when your friends aren’t. he’s here when those friends are on a vacation in a sunny beach getting day drunk, he’s there when they aren’t consoling over your upcoming exams. he’s there when they claim he’s probably off with some groupie.

“I cannot sleep, I cannot dream tonight”

the soothing sound of ryusuke’s voice must’ve had you zoning out for a while. his arm was still running up and down your arm and so was your hand on his chest, he was still singing and beck was still snoring outside. all was the same except your cheeks feel a bit more damp then before. bringing a hand to the area, it felt as if a puddle was on your face. ryusuke wasn’t stupid, of course not. he knows well you’ve been in a world of your own, absent tears falling from your tired eyes. he didn’t say anything, he just gently pushed your head back to his chest, keeping that hand on the crown of your head. continuing to sing as even louder sobs started shaking through your body.

“I need somebody and always, this sick, strange darkness comes creeping on, so haunting every time”

people think they know everything. always assuming your something like ray’s mother. doing and buying everything for him while he lies back and strums on a guitar. they assume that when he sees him alone in mit-chan’s bar that your at his house, washing his clothes and cleaning his floors while he waits for one of his side pieces. they assume ryusuke minami is a good for nothing piece of shit who got lucky in the world just because he can strum together some chords and call it music. they assume your too blinded by his boyish charm and looks too see how much of an ass he is.

“and as I stare, I counted, The webs from all the spiders”

you’d give everything and anything for ryusuke minami. you’d drop everything and move across the world if he told you to, youd sit for hours and play with his hair if it meant he would sleep easy that night. day in and day out you would sit and listen to him play that guitar with those 7 bullet holes that he somehow made sound like heaven. you’d stand in a crowd of sweaty bodies every night if it meant you could see him live his dreams up on those stages.

“catching things and eating their insides, like indecision to call you and hear your voice of treason”

you’d give up everything and anything for ryusuke minami. and you, despite everyone and their mother telling you that he’s the worst person they’ve ever met. they tell you; he makes the girls cry, he never returns the money he borrows, that he’s just some kid that lived in america for a while and thinks he’s hot shit. you’d give it all for ryusuke minami, and you know- every bone in your body knows- that in the strum of a guitar string, ryusuke minami would give up everything and anything for you and the earth you walk on.

not sure what to say other than thank you to those that read chapter one! i hope it was a nice read. i hope my writing improves the more i post but for the time being please be patient with me... enjoy chapter two!

just so its clear there's two flashbacks in this chapter, i wasn't sure how to write it out so i'm saying it now lol

pairing: minami ryusuke x reader 

oc x eiji kimura

word count: 1269

warnings: cursing.

unedited.

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ryusuke stares out of his small dreary apartment, the moonlight shines over his face and the breeze from the slightly agape window makes its way into the room.

he was feeling restless once again.

it’s been about three months since he last saw you. the last image of you he had was of your sleeping face, you looked as cute as ever laying there unaware of what would occur later on.

he recalls that night well.

he had come to your house as he usually did after ‘work’ smiling as he walked through the beaded door of your living room.

‘darlin?’ 

‘yes…my…love’ he heard you say slowly and broken from the kitchen that was attached to the living room and walked in further, seeing you chopping up some vegetables with a cigarette hanging from your lips. you wore a long black dress that hugged her body well that it was hardly modest looking on you and paired it with a small light pink apron, and some vintage brown mules. your hair was tied up away from your face.

he smiled as he placed his work (runaway) bag on the floor and walked around the breakfast bar towards you. your house wasn’t very big but it was nice enough for you and your roommate; nelle to share with occasional guests. the living room and kitchen were attached, equipped with a breakfast bar and two chairs, the house had a small hallway that went up stairs to the bathroom and two bedrooms, both rooms having a balcony facing different directions.

‘what are you making?’ he asked while wrapping his arms around you from behind, placing a kiss on your cheek partially to distract you from him stealing the cigarette that was in your mouth.

you giggled softly, putting the knife down onto the chopping board. ‘a salad to go with the salmon i just put in the oven for us.’

he hummed and exhaled the smoke from the cigarette, going around to sit on the stools opposite your cooking station. although ryusuke appeared normal and fine, he wasn’t. he was savouring these last moments with you and planning his goodbye in his head.

‘how was work my love?’ you asked while bending down to check on the salmon, poking at it with a fork.

ryusuke took a moment to think about how things were with the gang… things were not going smooth to say the least, two of his boys were caught during a heist, it caused the rest of the gang to become wary about what they’re doing, they were in a vulnerable position and could be targets for another gang attack. he sighed, taking another hit. 

‘it’s been okay…the office has been rather quiet recently…not much action…’ he told you half a lie. you didn't really know the full his nature of work, he told you he worked in a firm when you first met to cover his tracks. any time you asked about his work he'd avoid talking too much about it.

‘i’m sure things will pick up again soon.’ you smiled genuinely as you stood up slowly again. 

it hurt his heart to lie to you but he had no choice. it pained him even more knowing this was the last time he’d see you…

ryusuke sighs at the memory as he reaches out for the pack of cigarettes at his bedside table along with his lighter. you guys hadn’t done anything significant that night, it was like any of the other nights you shared enjoying each others company. at times he wishes he could’ve been more honest with you in your relationship, especially that night. 

‘i miss you…’ he says quietly looking down the small photo he had of you inside the locket that hung around his neck. you were the one that had given him that necklace.

ryusuke's mind goes back slowly to another memory as he stared at your picture.

‘what’s that around your neck?’ ryusuke pointed at your chest, touching the locket lightly, brushing past your boob. you were both a little drunk and handsy, the two of you shared a bottle of red.

‘this? it’s just a necklace, i bought it a while ago at a flea market because it was cute.’ your heart jumped at his sudden touch but you shrug it off as you look down at your chest, grabbing a hold of your necklace, trying to play it cool. 

‘can i have a closer look at it?’ ryusuke asked staring deeply at the necklace. 

‘uh sure…’ you slowly take the necklace off and hand it to him. you were a little confused as to why he was so engrossed by it but you didn't mind showing him. your chest now felt expose so you placed your hand over it.

he hummed as he looked closer at it from all angles and dangled it in front of you. ‘this is a locket.’

‘what? no it’s not, it’s just a pend-‘ 

‘no look-‘ ryusuke held the pendant on it's side, tearing it open revealing it as a locket. ‘it’s a locket darlin.’

you gasped, falling into laughter and into ryusuke’s lap as you had no idea. ‘do you want it? since you figured that out.’

‘what? you want me to have this?’ he looked down at you in slight disbelief.

‘yeah, why not, you can add a little picture of me and wear me everywhere.’ you winked and joked, feeling a little flirty due to the alcohol which caused him to grin widely.

‘okay let me take a picture of you now then’ ryusuke pulled out his antique polaroid camera, facing it down in your direction. ‘…ready…’

‘wait no! my hair. let me sit u- can we do this tomorrow? i wasn’t prepared for th- ' you panic at his sudden action.

‘aaaaaaandddd smileeeee’

you quickly forced a smile as you knew there was no getting through to your drunk boyfriend when he put a camera in front of you. the camera flashed brightly and an image began to print.

ryusuke smiled grabbing the photo and laying it to the side.

‘i know that photo is sh-‘

‘be quiet and let it appear, i know it’s the most beautiful picture i’ve ever taken.’ he didn't feel like listening to your negative comments, he truly saw you as an angel so it bothered him at times when you'd make such comments but understood it was just occasional insecurities coming through.

you rolled your eyes getting up from his lap to lean on his side instead, waiting with him. once the photo appears you just stared at it, unsure of whether you liked the picture or not and turned to ryusuke, surprised at how happy he looked.

‘ray-‘

‘this is the best locket photo in the world darlin’ thank you.’ ryusuke planted a kiss on your cheek, making you to blush, you look away from him and he chuckled at your reaction, finding it cute how bashful you could be at times.

he stood up to look for some scissors, cutting around the image carefully and placed it into the locket, clasping it around his neck.

‘you’re now with me whenever i go.’ he smiled softly, walking back towards you and planted another kiss but this time on your lips ever so sweetly, leaning so slightly as you were still sat on the couch.

you returned the kiss and smiled up at him. 

RYUSUKE MINAMI NSFW HEADCANNONS!

warnings: nsfw, oral(both receiving), impact play, hair pulling, dacryphilia, choking, not proof read

things to know: minors dni, nsfw content, gender neutral reader, (1 mention of getting pregnant but that it)

note: sorry for the wait!! hope you likey! reblogs are greatly appreciated <3

hotboyrenji 2021

ryusuke ain’t no shy virgin headass.

he knows exactly what he’s doing and how to do it

bc of all the women that leach has in them sheets

warnings: swearing, shit post, nothing just shit texts cause i was bored

note: was gonna do thirst traps for my favs but thought it’d be too much for here so watch out for them on the nsfw blog. reblogs and feedback are greatly appreciated <3

kokozchanel 2021

ARGUMENTS WITH RYUSUKE HCS

warnings: swearing, toxic?(its ryusuke), mention of drinking

things to know: gender neutral reader.

note: first time writing for ray yayay. hope you like anon and ty for the request!! <3 reblogs are greatly appreciated

hotboyissei 2021

i do agree on the part where he’d act like it doesn’t bother him.

he’ll just sit there and take the words your hurling at him with the same expression on his face.

he will butt i’m at times but honestly it just makes it worse.

if it’s a small petty argument he’ll tell you to get over it n all that. but if it’s something more serious and it’s visibly upsetting you, ryusuke will feel the guilt in his chest but never show it in the moment.

he’d just be the same, listening to you go on while he sits there with a scowl on his face. but if it gets to much for him he’ll either go to the fishing pond or the bar and get drunk. he knows it’s not how he should cope with the topic but what else is he gonna do?

but he’s also kinda hypocritical. he’ll tell you to get over all these arguments and that you’re overreacting. but the second it’s something that’s ticked him off, something that has him tugging on his messed hair and trying not to let his fist meet the wall, and you sit there and give him the same treatment he gives you. he doesn’t know what to do.

‘why are you just standing there?’ ‘isn’t this affecting you to?’ ‘just give some kind of reaction!’

is thoughts that would be running through his fogged brain.

but he’s not completely evil, if it’s something that has you down for days, a topic that has you sniffling into your pillow when you think he’s asleep beside you, then he realises he needs to grow up.

ryusuke would bring you to your favourite restaurant and insist to pay (which was already something different), he’d then bring you back home and play whatever you want to hear on his guitar until his fingers bled.

that’s when he’d look back into your eyes and see how much it actually hurt him to see you that upset before.

the apology would come from his mouth before it even registered in his head.

RYUSUKE & CHIBA WITH A SHY S/O BUT LOVES AFFECTION!

warnings: none just fluff!!

things to know: gender neutral reader

note: this was such a cute request anon i love it and hope you enjoy! reblogs and feedback are greatly appreciated <3

sanoqt 2021

!!.RYUSUKE

definitely isn’t keen on affection himself, but he’s willing to behind closed doors and to get a reaction out of you in public.

like slinging an arm over your shoulder or sliding his hand down to your waist. just to see your reaction

but even when no ones around he still likes cuddling close to you, seeing if you’ll take the first move.

also acts sappy when he’s drunk so that’s fun when your out with him

the amount of videos the others have of ray all over you and them laughing at your reaction.

!!.CHIBA

god help you sjdbsjdbsb.

i just know chiba LOVES affection and every sense of the word.

like he’s constantly attached to you, telling u how good i look n how much he love u

would shout it out to the world if he could <3

definitely is a fan of pda but like doesn’t realise he’s doing it yk?

like he does the shit ray does but up 10 more noches.