#chifuyu fanart

[wingo5]

He no no wanna :(

[wellafirdaus]

chifuyu and peke j :)

[tokkiwano]

feeling green :)

[gojosoreos]

happy easter! 🐰🐣✨

[chewiebaka]

Are you a Chifuyu, Baji, or Kazutora girlie? (I love them all😣)

[eeeulb]

hold on to my hands

i feel i’m sinking

sinking without you

[oydexiiaa]

Chifuyu being a pretty crier fr wish I could do that-

[angryborzois]

it's his day today

[yanderederee]

Nerd’n’ShiningArmor

April2nd, 2004

Before… › here! › next! › …

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Ryoko teasingly asked her son, “why did I just get a phone call from the nearby vet asking for you to pick up a cat?”

Busted-

Keisuke never technically asked if he could keep the cat, but after a little sob story about how you cried over the poor kitten’s broken form, Ryoko found herself bending backwards.

She owed you a lot for all your help, after all. Caring for a disabled kitten wouldn’t be the end of the world.

Keisuke went to inform you of Sango’s release as soon as he could. It’d be easier if he could afford a flip phone or something, but face to face was better.

Just before he reached the front door, he realized.

..he forgot his damn glasses. He backtracked to his room, pulling the hair tie from his wrist and twirling it around his hair to pull back most of it. He wasn’t as picky as he used to be when it came to how slicked back he kept his ponytail, leaving behind a few bang pieces to hide his ears.

Baji slid the frames up his nose, and made his way out the door for the second time.

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He first came to your house four weeks ago.

In those four weeks, he’d walked you home once a week. He tried doing so more often, worried about who might be lurking in the shadows these days. And while it wasn’t his place to force his hospitality, you seemed adamant that he shouldn’t walk you home most days.

You were hiding something, and by the looks of it, the source was your home.

You get especially defensive when he brought up your parents.

He didn’t press about it, but even as time passed and he began warming up to your company, his concerns began to fester.

But he took his mom’s advise when he went to her for it: don’t pry. You helped him more than enough already, the least he could do was give you space and patiently wait for you to confide in him, if you ever so chose to do so.

Baji was trying to be patient.

There was an unsettling feeling pooling in his stomach when he finally found his way in front of your house.

Was there normally a car parked on the side of your house?

Baji paused. No, your house was definitely more occupied now than it’s ever been. Yet, it felt… haunted. Why was he getting nervous? He could turn around and not even deal with it. Pick up Sango by himself and tell you the next time you run into eachother. That’d be smarter.

So why?

His legs were moving on their own, and a simmering feeling of worry started to steep in his chest.

Why was he angry?

Why was he rushing to the door?

Suddenly, a memory of your fave came to mind. That’s why, he concluded.

That distant, far away look you sported at every mention of your parents.

He couldn’t accurately explain it, but knowing you were home with your parents put a weird, instinctively bad feeling.

Turning on ‘the boy-next-door type charm’, Baji’s hardened resolve knocked on the door before an actual game plan was thought out.

When the door opened, it was your form that greeted him, to his surprise. You were dressed a little different, and the way you moved was forced with more grace. But it was you, and he couldn’t take his eyes off you.

“K-Keisuke?” You gasped, starring into his glasses with a shocked expression. You closed the door a little bit, trying to hide a nervous flicking gaze back and forth before looking at him like nothing happened.

“What’s up?” You asked.

Every single word died in his throat. Gaping like a fool, he simply repeated the words he was supposed to say. “The clinic. They just called, said Sango’s free to go home. So,” he unintentionally swept his gaze over what little he could see in your house.

On Mondays, you’d invite him inside the house, if nothing more than to offer snacks or study late. The atmosphere of the house felt much different than it had in the past.

You seemed to grow progressively nervous, feet fiddling together.

Was it your father? Or your mother too? Trying to recall, he’s baffled to realize he didn’t know a single thing about your family.

You’ve never had the opportunity to own a pet before, as your parents are “allergic”. And, that they work Late. He knew when you spoke truth or lie, you were no good at hiding it.

For which reason are you nervous, right now?

Was it due to how your parents would react?

“T-that’s great..! Um, r-right now isn’t a great time,” you tried to whisper something to him, tiptoeing to inch closer and he helped your endeavor by leaning closer. “My parents aren’t in a good m-“ you tried, but the door swung open quickly, and you gasped as you were pulled in sturdily.

A man just about Keisuke’s height came into view, glaring behind the reflect of his glasses. “Who are you?” He asked quickly, quickly.

Keisuke felt himself need to respond quickly, all else meaning death.

“Baji Keisuke.”

“Why are you here?”

“I-I had a question. Y/n helps tutor me.”

“Why not text her?”

“I don’t have a phone, sir.”

S I R ? He’s never used that for any old geezer.

“Hm.” Your father narrows again, at you.

“How does he know where we live?” He asked you, in a much quieter decibel, but with all the same strict quick force.

“He’ll walk me home on nights I feel unsafe,” you lied.

“Why were you out at night? You’re always indoors by 7pm, isn’t that right?”

“Y-yes, m-most .. most days. I.. may have overlooked the time, some days.” You admitted while staring at the ground firmly.

“Typical.” Your dad rolled his eyes. “Thank you for being mindful of my daughter’s inconveniences. Please refrain from coming here again, though.”

“I’m very strict on curfew. What with all these biker gangs revving their engines at ungodly hours.” Your father looked Baji up and down dramatically.

He had never been more thankful to wear his school clothes. Baji tucked his canines back and talked a little more gently.

“That prescription seems awfully high for a man your age.” Your dad spoke with a definite air, yet stood at the door prepared for any feedback.

Baji faltered out, “I-I used to read a lot. In the dark. Messed up my sight really bad. By reading a lot. In the dark.”

You wanted to giggle at how lamecute of an excuse it was, but you held it back with professionalism. Baji noticed this. And smiled just a little bit.

“You seem like an okay kid, Baji. Now, if you’ll excuse-” before your father had the chance to close the door, Baji stiffly stuck his foot out.

Your father was not a fan of this.

The air surrounding them seemed to thicken.

“S-sorry, wait, I mean.. I still, needed to ask my question.” He shoveled out under sweat.

“… right, go on than.” Your father nodded and opened the door just wide enough and stepped back just enough for you to peek past.

Baji was stunned. He didn’t actually have a question.

“M-my mother has offered to treat.. you to dinner, as apprentice, for my better scores.”

Trying to Talking smart was hard.

The three of you were quiet. You couldn’t reply without your Father’s say, and your father was not saying anything.

“..D-dad, I’ve met with Ms. Baji a few times now, t-to deliver fruit gift bags as our family’s thankful gesture. She’s very kind.” You added to the statement, careful to hide your glint of excitement.

“She’ll decline. Your shirt is absolutely covered in cat hair. Fix that. Goodnight.” You father said coldly, before closing the door gently.

Both you and Baji were baffled at the encounter.

The only choice you had was to accept that for what it was, and talk about it later.

But Baji really really just wanted to swing the door open and give that high and mighty punk ass dad of your a clean uppercut. Alas, he held back. Especially once he caught glimpse of your waving figure in the closest visible window.

He smiled at your frazzled expression. He walked over quickly and quietly. You opened the window just an inch.

“I’m sorry about him. My dad works late a lot, but he’s always home on Fridays. He’s very picky with the people I associate, is all.”

“About Sango… I-I can.. figure out how manage, later …” your whisper dies low, and Keisuke nods.

“Don’t worry about it, mom said we could keep Sango. Told her bout how we found her and she cried buckets,” he chuckled affectionately. “Come visit her anytime you want, or to study… whatever.”

His last sentence caught you a little off guard, as you caught a sliver of his affectionate gaze, Behind the plastic rims.

“A-anyway, I’ll see you later.” Baji straighten up his glasses, and gave dramatic robotic like wave.

Like a lovesick puppy, you rested your cheek on your hand, watching him walk away at brisk pacing. Your Nerd is Shining Armor. ♡

Well, I was going to add more to this, but I think this is cute as is, and I’m getting into Angsty writing now so~ ❀

[murcielagozz]

chifuyu n some frutiger metro :3

[tinyperson00]

Chifuyu Matsuno fanart

Cherry Blossoms and Peke-J 💗

I think it turned out really good :D

total time was exactly 2 hours according to Ibis paint lol

if the colors are messed up I’m sorryyyy 😭 my colorblind self couldn’t see half of the colors I was putting down lol- I just color drop from a ref and then play with the color wheel where I know that it’ll give me a certain variation;-;

anyway :D

Speed paint and picture without the flowers under the cut:

[wingo5]

PARTNERS!!

Pokemon series pt 2

[drewsb12]

Toman will not lose !

[tokkiwano]

[gojosoreos]

chifuyu commission ;D

[aleitaart]

[2021]

I started watching Tokyo Revengers and then kept reading the manga until it ended. I love all my children so much, but Chifuyu and Baji are my babies <3 I would protect them at all cost!! TvT