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I HAVE A BIGGG HEADCANON OF RAN BEING SUCH A FAN OF DESIGNERS, BUT SPECIALLY YSL.

HE WOULD WEAR ONLY GLASSES IF THEY WERE YSL. HE WOULD MODEL JUST IF IT'S FOR YSL. HE WOULD WEAR HEELS OY IF THEY WERE. HE LOVES YSL.

HE'S LITERALLY SO FINE OMG.

THIS COULD BE PERFECTLY RAN IN BONTEN. WHERE DID MY CLOTHES GO??????????

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超お久しぶりです(*^^*)

過去絵ドラマイくん♡

今体調崩してて💦一進一退ですが少しずつ良くなってると思う(´-`)oＯまたお絵描き出来るといいな🎨✍💕

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i think i just fell in love

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I have 100 problems and dating Hanma Shuji would solve 99 of them.

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I swear this will emotionally destroy me when it's gonna be animated

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Pretty sure this is the same face Rindou makes when he accidentally wakes Ran up

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Assigning Tokyo Revengers Characters To The College Subject I Think They Would Teach:

None of this is canon obv, just something i’m doing for fun. Based off of vibes i get from each person :))

I feel like this is obvious, but Atsushi Sendo (Akkun) teaches cosmetology. gets voted favorite teacher of the year every single year.

Personally, i feel like Chifuyu Matsuno teaches criminal justice. idk he just gives me that vibe.

Emma Sano looks like she teaches art.. idk it’s just what i see when i look at her clothing style.

lmfao Hajime Kokonoi teaches finances bye

Hakka Shiba teaches you exactly why you shouldn’t drop out of college…

Haruchiyo Sanzu teaches science, SPECIFICALLY chemistry.

Hinata Tachibana teaches nursing.

Izana Kurokawa teaches psychology. i really don’t know why i get this vibe from him when he’s probably the most delusional in the series. hehe.

Kakucho Hitto teaches history, specifically old history, bro reminds me of a grandpa, but sexy, and every history teacher i’ve had (m or f) has been fine as hell…

Kazutora Hanemiya is the school counselor. idk i feel like the whole personality change after he gets out of prison (for Baji’s murder) makes him a good candidate to be the school counselor.

Keisuke Baji gives off math teacher vibes. makes sense since the mf can’t spell.

Ken Ryuguji teaches shop/ wood working classes.

Manjiro Sano teaches history, modern history though. He only does it so he can coach the schools wrestling team.

Nahoya Kawata (Smiley) and Souya Kawata (Angry) obviously teach cooking classes.

Naoto Tachibana teaches journalism, and you can’t change my mind about it.

Ran Haitani is that hot english teacher you and your friends gossip about.

Rindou Haitani teaches music production, something i think is obvious, but it makes the most sense. Man makes me wanna change my major and everything just so i can be stuck in his classes.

Seishu Inui teaches science as well, but specifically the biology. Idk he gives of frog dissection vibes.

Shinichiro Sano teaches mechanics. personally, idgaf about mechanics, but you’ll still catch me in this class for Shin.

Shuji Hanma teaches sex ed, don’t deny it. Fortunately for me, i’m a hands on learner.

Taiju Shiba teaches bible classes. no wonder i’m not religious

Takashi Mitsuya teaches fashion design. an obvious one, but a good one nonetheless.

The principal is Takemichi Hanagaki, since everyone follows his ass.

Wakasa Imaushi also gives off art teacher vibes. bro just looks like he loves to sculpt things idk.

Yuzuha Shiba teaches home economics. :))

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any hanma headcanons?

Yeah I've got a bunch, here they are!

He's the type of person who can fall asleep anywhere, chair, bed, floor, laundry pile. He can sleep on any of them.

He likes perfumes a lot, not on himself particularly but he appreciates and notices when someone walks past him and they have a nice smell as they pass.

Went through a phase where anytime would ask him his name he'd make up a ridiculous one and try to pass it off as being real.

Has escaped after being handcuffed by police at least once.

Will sometimes watch clouds but comes up with the weirdest ideas for what they look like "that ones a guy getting stabbed"

The first time he killed someone in the future timelines he cried in the shower after. He didn't feel sad and didn't care but  still cried, he never understood why.

Still gets close to Kazutora in the good timeline and they become friends.

Tried to convinve Kisaki he was into bird watching once, wanted to see how long it took him to realise he was just saying random words as bird names.

Chifuyu is one of his favourite people to joke around with because he's so easy to make annoyed.

Didn't do a very good job with caring for his tattoos after he got them done, luckily didn't get an infection though.

Actually became good friends with Emma in the good timeline (originally became close with her to see Mikey and Draken's reactions but realised he actually liked hanging out with her)

Building on from the last point, he has crashed been on at least one "girls night out" trip with the other girls.

Occasionally when he's having a slow day with his photography in the good timeline, he'll snap a few selfie shots out of boredom. 

Sings very loudly

He's very good at remembering names and faces

Moves around a bit in his sleep, if someone shares a bed with him they will sometimes get kicked in the middle of the night

Has stolen Kisakis glasses to try on before (and did a Kisaki impression while wearing them)

In the bad toman timeline (and a lot of the others) he actually got bored after Kisaki's success with toman. The chase and getting to the top thrilled him a lot more then actually being there. 

Despite the kind of wild wedding all of his friend's imagine him wanting, he actually just wants something small and intimate if he ever gets married.

Is a master of stealing food from other peoples plates

In a relationship he uses pet names ironically/ as a joke at first but then actually realises he likes it.

Has been kicked out of at least three libraries

Anytime he actually went to school he passed the time by either sleeping or passing random notes he wrote to random people and watching their reactions.

Likes soft things, such as hair or fur. 

In the bad toman timeline, if he murdered someone and a documentary was made about the killing/ mystery, he'd grab a bowl of popcorn and happily watch it.

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Kazutora slowly sipping on the milk now after nearly choking on it as a kid

Lessons were learnt after this

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That's how I would imagine Ran Haitani on the cover of the Japan Vouge. 💜😈🙇‍♀️

The drawing was incredibly fun for me❤️🥰

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Ahhh new image! They all look so pretty here!!!!

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To properly celebrate @hornyimpulsivity's birthday i decided to inflict emotional damage onto everyone with both an illustration and a fic. Happy birthday bestie <333

Fandom: Tokyo Revengers

Pairing: Draken (Ryuguji Ken) x Hanma Shuji

Rating: T

Word count: 1k

Content warnings: angst, breakup, mentions of smut

Summary: It's been twelve years since Tenjiku. Draken and Hanma met again when they both were at their lowest. One thing led to another and what was supposed to be a one time thing, started to become more scary than any of them was willing to admit. Now Draken is struggling to tell Shuji the truth. He is after all more afraid of losing him than anything else.  

A/N: Hello, this is a short scene pulled out from a bigger thing so probably not everything makes perfect sense without the context. Artwork by me, and the story is a group effort between me and @hornyimpulsivity. Enjoy! PS. dialogues are written with "-" instead of quotes marks because im polish and stubborn

Shuji didn't laugh. He didn't mock the Dragon for being a pussy that’s whining over a few burned photos. He didn't say anything borderline insulting, trying to be funny, like he used to. Instead there was warmth. A bit of kindness the Dragon desperately needed. A compassion he wasn't expecting. And surprisingly wise words he should probably consider actually listening to. The Reaper was right, placing his hand on top of the Dragon's heart, pointing to right where it hurt. Where all those memories still were, just like he said, as vivid as ever, despite the photos that captured them being gone. Those weren’t just frames, still images frozen in time, fading on the crumbled pieces of paper. He could still hear all their voices. Their naive laughter. Their youthful playfulness. The smell of the beach in the midst of July, the smell of gasoline and the roar of engines. The sweet perfume Emma used to wear. And even Shuji was there somewhere amongst all the others, an annoying brat from a long time ago, with ugly ass hair and lame leopard print on his bike. The same Shuji that could punch the living shit out of Draken when nobody else dared to come close to him. The same one that now held him, keeping him from falling apart.

Draken smiled softly, looking up at him, in those beautiful eyes of his, glistening as if they were pure, liquid gold. It wasn't the first time Draken couldn't tell what twisted emotions filled those eyes of his. But it wasn't the first time either, when he felt nonetheless utterly fascinated by them. And it sure as hell wasn't the first time he just couldn't stop looking.

He wanted to tell him so many things. Make so many stupid, cringey confessions. But before he managed to open his mouth, his lips were already occupied. The kiss was sudden... and yet, funny enough, expected. So many times Ryuguji caught Shuji's curious eyes wandering across his smile. So many times he himself shyly gazed at his lips. He was scared of this longing, he was scared of the feeling it brought along.

He didn't protest, however. Quite the contrary. He entangled his fingers into Shuji's hair, pulling him closer, as close as he could possibly get, angry at the stupid clothes that kept their skin from touching.

Draken lost his balance and leaned over the wall, pushing Shuji against it, kissing him as if it was their last kiss.

(It was.)

It was different from all the kisses they shared so far. This time it wasn't about fucking, it wasn't about satisfying that primal, filthy desire. It was much more meaningful. Much more scary. Because they shouldn't be kissing like that. They shouldn’t be feeling like that. They were never meant to… And yet they found each other somehow. 

- That's gonna be a memory I'm going to hold onto most desperately - he whispered into his lips, holding Shuji's face close, not ready to open his eyes, not ready to confess that it was probably their last kiss. - The one i will probably cherish the most - he added.

He wasn’t ready to let go of him, scared that Shuji would disappear. 

- I'm not just a memory yet, my Dragon. - Hanma whispered softly and smiled right into Draken's lips, before allowing them to connect once again. 

One of Shuji's palms quickly ended up on the side of Draken's neck, caressing it with fondness and occasionally sliding his thumb across his jaw and cheek. The other one eventually found its way to the Dragon's hip. Soon, Hanma's curious fingers were wandering up Draken's body, reaching his waist, and to his backside, squeezing his buttcheek in quite a playfull and weirdly affectionate manner. 

Not yet. But soon. 

Draken’s lips trembled when he felt Shuji kissing him again so impatiently it hurt. It hurt somewhere inside his chest, somewhere where his heart was, his heart that was beating so fast it seemed like it was about to tear apart his chest. 

Ryuguji gasped, feeling his touch. Impatient as ever and yet… intimate. Affectionate. Tender. Shuji’s palms knew Dragon’s body so well, as if he had touched him a million times before. And maybe he did. In this life, or another. He just seemed to know all the curves, all the crevices. Like a lover would. 

Is this what they became? The unintended lovers? That was supposed to be a one time thing. A brief encounter, a chase after bodily pleasure, nothing more. But it became more. Yet Draken couldn’t even pinpoint exactly when that happened. It just stopped being brief somewhere along the way. It stopped being simple and just horny. 

They were supposed to be just friends with benefits. Buddies that fuck sometimes. It’s not like Hanma would ever even consider them to be something more than that, right? Right…? 

And yet, here was Kenny, struggling to say whatever he was about to say out loud, as if those few words would break his own heart. As if those would break Shuji’s heart as well. That was probably the most horrific of things. He cared about that pretty boy, obviously he didn’t want to hurt him. The situation just… got out of hand. But he couldn’t let it continue either, it wasn’t fair. 

- Shuji - he whispered softly, trying to stop all those tender, affectionate kisses the Reaper was placing all over Ryuguji’s lips. He moved back and gazed at him as Shuji took a big draw of a half burned cigarette. Damn he was pretty. Inside and out. He deserved the fucking world. But Draken couldn’t give it to him. 

- Hm…? 

- I… I got back together with him - he said, so quietly that only his Reaper could hear it. He wished he didn’t say it at all. There was that tricky, malicious part of his brain that was telling him to not say a word. But it wasn’t fucking fair. 

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Mitsuya's my fav got any of him during the fight?

Yeah got them all, love his hair here!

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Got any of Koko during the fight?

Of course! Love how expressive he is during it!

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hanma bday art colouring✨

i tried adding a bg this time cuz i saw a lot did it for this specific bday art idk why tho so i tried it as well akskskdks but ofc heres my usual style too :)