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[hanmine]

𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆.

hi there !! i’m tee, and i used to write for tokrev on here, but i’ve moved blogs. this blog is now archived for you all to enjoy my old works, but i’m no longer active here.

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[hanmine]

hi everyone coming out of retirement from this blog to let you all know @idk-hw-t-name-this has plagiarized me so please block and report them <3

[hanmine]

hanmine nation are we alive

[hanmine]

hi tee! i hope you’re having a fabulous day so far because u deserve it

i really liked your scenario about draken and mikey thinking you’re scared of them, could i request the same prompt with baji and hanma? pls drink water i luv uuuu<3

𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐃

PART ONE — draken and mikey

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: baji keisuke and hanma shuji

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: anon, i drank a glass of water just for you before i started writing this <3

✿ 𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈

baji is quiet as he sits before you, which is uncharacteristically new for him as is, but it’s the way he seems oddly distant from you that catches your attention.

no throwing his head on your lap and begging for study breaks, no suggesting to go grab something to eat, no ranting about things on his mind, and most importantly, no moves latch onto you in some way. it’s clear there’s something on his mind, but the part that makes your heart drop is the way he seems to grow more and more uneasy the more you reach out.

as if you were the problem.

“kei—”

“go home,” he growls. his eyes don’t meet yours, he doesn’t want you to catch a glimpse of them either. he knows the second you do, you’ll see the hurt swimming in them, and baji doesn’t want you to see through any more of him, doesn’t want to open up any more pieces of himself to you than he already has.

it won’t ever be enough. not to keep you around, anyway.

“keisuke,” you say firmly. the sound of his full first name and not the sweet nicknames you usually call him by make his heart squeeze even more.

baji wonders how something could hurt so intensely, how the thoughts of one person could make him question himself so much, but you do that to him. and he’s falling apart at the seams—and he doesn’t want you to be here to witness it.

“just go,” he spits, voice raising. “you want to anyway, don’t you? i won’t stop you,” he shrugs. but you can see the tremble of his lips and you can hear the shakiness of his voice.

don’t go. he wants to say that, but he can’t bring himself to. you don’t deserve to be tied down to someone like him. but the gentle brushing of a thumb over his knuckles makes him look up, seeing you stand before him as he stays slumped in his chair.

“baby? where’s this coming from,” you ask gently. “you can tell me,” you insist, leaning down and pressing a soft peck to his forehead.

he shouldn’t bear his heart to you now, it’s the perfect opportunity to crush it in one go, but he can’t help himself. old habits die hard, it’s always been that way for him.

“i heard some shit,” he mumbles.

“okay…and what did you hear?” he shrugs again.

“some shit,” he tries to avoid your eyes, but you tilt his head up and force him to meet your gaze.

“keisuke. i’m serious. what did you hear?” and if you see the way his eyes are a bit glossier, you don’t say anything, opting you stroke his cheek with your thumb. the soft drag is comforting, it’s home, and he loses himself to it for a moment.

“people said you were looking for a way to get away from me,” he mumbles. the hurt in his voice is clear, and your heart aches at the thought of him carrying the weight of his doubts alone all day. “but you’re too scared that i’ll…” his hands clench into fists. “that i’ll hurt you if you do.”

sighing, you smooth back some hair from his face, cupping both cheeks and cradling them in your palms.

“and you believed them?” he shrugs once more.

“isn’t a far fetched idea,” he says dryly. and there’s a soft kiss to his forehead, and then one to his cheek, and then two to his other. and finally, one last kiss to his lips makes him grip your waist tightly, hoping you’ll stay.

“yes it is,” you hum. “you wouldn’t last a day without me,” you poke his forehead. “i gotta stick around.” and even if you don’t say them, for his sake more than yours—he’s never enjoyed being vulnerable—baji knows the words underneath. i care too much to go.

“i wouldn’t ever hurt you. or let anyone else hurt you,” he says seriously. you nod gently.

“i know,” you whisper. “and that’s why i love you,” you speak against his hair, kissing the top as his face buries into your stomach. “feel the safest with you, kei.” and he stays like that for a bit, buried into the fabric of your shirt, inhaling your scent while your fingers trail through his hair. you’re here, and you don’t want to leave—and he’s grateful.

“love you too,” he breathes. “gonna kill whoever spread those rumors.”

✿ 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀

hanma swears if he didn’t love you so much, he’d make you regret pounding on his door at three am. with a sinister glare, he grabs you by the wrist and pulls you in, slamming the door behind him as you cross your arms.

you have some nerve, he thinks. showing up to his door unannounced even despite your view of him. and even if his heart hurts, even if it physically aches at the thought that you would think lowly of him, he can’t bring himself to regret you.

never you.

“what the fuck are you doing here?” he seethes. you flare your nostrils at his attitude.

“oh, me? i’m here wondering why my boyfriend is suddenly dead to the world. how about you, though? how’ve you been doing?” you answer sarcastically, making him pinch his nose. pointing a finger at you, he narrows his eyes.

“don’t get bold with me,” he spits. “you sure your boyfriend’s safe, baby? aren’t ya scared he’ll hurt you?” face scrunched up in confusion, you sigh exasperatedly, making hanma clench his jaw.

you’re mocking him, he thinks. and he should be mad—and he can’t understand why he’s not mad. he’s drowning in hurt, and the feeling doesn’t make any sense.

“shuji, what are you on about? i swear, it’s never straightforward with you, you always gotta go around in circles,” you groan.

his hands are clenched into fists, and he’s unsure what else he can say. there are so many questions on his mind, but none of them can form into audible words.

why are you here? what did i do wrong? why would you think that?

they all keep him up at night, and he wonders when everything had turned from so right, to so wrong in moments.

“oh, you think i’m dumb? take me for a fool, huh? people talk, you idiot,” he screams. “if you’re too scared to leave me, don’t get so bold with me here! what, not scared i’ll hurt you now?” and it’s his way of pushing you away, the hurt and betrayal masked as anger, the wicked grin on his face to draw attention away from the pain in his eyes. but you know hanma, and you won’t let him hide away from you.

“whoever you’re getting intel from is really bad at their job,” you sigh. you hold an arm out for him to come over. “because i’m not going anywhere. and i’m not scared of your stupid ass,” you mutter.

hanma freezes, and he stiffens when your hand offers itself to him. does he take it? he doesn’t know if he wants to risk the heartache once more, doesn’t know if this is all an elaborate scheme to see him at his lowest.

but he’s always at his highest when he’s with you, and even if his mind screams no, he heart cries yes, and he’s taking cautious steps towards you.

“you…you’re not trying to get away?”

“no,” you shake your head.

“not scared of me?”

“absolutely not.” his once tattered heart finally starts to heal, and he’s using every fiber in him to keep from falling into you from relief.

“not even a little?” he pouts a bit when you shake your head again. “you should be, ‘m a scary guy,” he insists. you snort at the way he’s switched up already.

“not to me,” you say with a cheeky grin. “i can do whatever i want,” you say confidently. “you wouldn’t dare lay a finger on me.” and though he rolls his eyes and pinches your nose, he’s internally pleased with your response.

because it’s true, he could never hope to hurt you, no matter what you do—and he needs you to know it. it almost feels like his life depends on it.

“get out of my apartment, you brat,” he mutters, but he meets you halfway, kissing you desperately, needing the feeling of you against him like it’s his lifeline. and you latch onto him, anchoring him as he finally reaches a peace of mind.

“not going anywhere,” you murmur. “can’t make me.” he grins against your lips. he’s a lovesick fool, he thinks, but perhaps he doesn’t mind it too much.

[hanmine]

TEE TEE TEE! giving a little chomp to the toman boys 🥺 pick anyone you want! just imagine cuddling and just randomly biting their chin affectionately 🙈

𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐘

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: hanma shuji, ryuguji ken, sano manjiro, kisaki tetta, haitani rindou

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: i haven’t done headcanons or requests in a phat minute so here’s two birds knocked with one stone

✿ 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 lazily rubs your back as he lays in bed, feeling your fingers trace small shapes into his bare chest. feeling you shuffle closer, he grins, wrapping his arm tighter around you and leaning in to peck your forehead. you place a delicate kiss to his jaw in return, and right after, you gently bite it, giggling as he pauses for a second before shaking his head in amusement. “kay, baby. just remember you started it,” he warns before flipping himself to hover over you, leaning in to bite your cheek playfully, making you laugh louder as you try to shove him off. chuckling, he places one last kiss to your forehead before slumping his weight over you. “you like when i do that, weirdo,” you mumble, running your fingers through his hair as he sighs, drifting off with you.

✿ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 grumbles in his sleep as you shift out of his arms, swiftly pulling you back into the mattress and caging you in his embrace. groaning, you turn to face him, poking his chest repeatedly as he simply ignores you. “ken. ken. kenny, i gotta—” but he cuts you off. “no, y/n,” he mutters. huffing you, try to leave his embrace a bit more before giving up, deciding to trace his face and poke at his cheeks to keep yourself occupied. he lies still for a bit before finally moving to pretend to bite your finger, making you shriek. “ken!” he peers one eye open at you before mumbling “lay still and let me—” but he pauses mid-sentence when he feels a soft bite to his chin, looking at you bewildered. “did you just actually bite me?” you giggle, nodding as you shuffle closer, placing a sweet kiss to the same spot before softly biting it again. “not a wimp like you,” you mumble, pinching his cheek as he rolls his eyes.

✿ 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘 let’s his hands squeeze your hips as you sit on his lap, squeezing his cheeks gently between the palms of your hands. you giggle, shaking his head from side to side as his lips are puckered from your hands smooshing his face. “you never grew out of your chubby cheeks,” you tease, pinching the soft skin gently, making him huff. “did too, my cheeks aren’t chubby,” he denies, but he leans closer when you press kiss after kiss to the warm skin, making him smile to himself. “they are, i could just eat them up,” and in a moment, he feels a small chomp on his skin, making him blink at you before groaning. “y/n, you weirdo, don’t bite—y/n stop!” he whines when you do it again. “but they’re squishy,” you giggle, pinching his nose as he grumbles under his breath, but a soft blush dusts his face and rises to his ears.

✿ 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐈 sighs, staring at you tiredly as you climb onto his lap while he tries to look over files, but he moves his chair back to accommodate you, and his arm curls around you to keep you in place. giving you a strict look, he mumbles, “you can’t distract me, this is—” he purses his lips and cuts himself off, glaring when you bite his cheek and smile at him. “okay, okay, starting now i won’t do anything. it just looked soft,” you promise, nodding seriously. he stares at you wearily before turning back to the papers on his desk. a few moments go by before once again, there’s a soft bite to his cheek, and a giggle in his ear when he groans. “y/n,” he warns, but his glare wavers when you pout. “you got cute cheeks,” you insist. rolling his eyes, he fights the blush on his face as he gently flicks your forehead.

✿ 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔 opens his eyes, still drowsy and sleep hazed as he sees your face hovering over his, making him grunt tiredly. you sit on the edge of your shared bed beside him, cupping his cheeks with both your hands as he closes his eyes once more. “rin, you gotta wake up,” you say gently, “you have to meet your brother, he’s in the living room.” he shakes his head, grumbling out quietly, “tell him to leave.” chuckling, you pat his cheek lightly, trying to get him to rise out of bed, but he refuses. huffing, you stare at him for a moment before getting an idea, deciding now’s the time to do it and take advantage of his sleepy state. he opens his eyes are stares at you with a pointed glare when he feels you bite his cheek, watching as you fight back a smile. “good, you’re up!” you grin cheekily, pouting when he swats your hand away when you go to cup his face. “on second thought, you leave with him too.”

reblogs are really appreciated !!

[hanmine]

hi everyone idk if anyone ever checks this blog anymore jdjsfjnd but sometimes i miss y’all on here won’t lie

[hanmine]

Psst, you are appreciated

pssstttt i adore you thank you 💋

[hanmine]

i will kill them literally pummel them i will take down everyone with me if you aren’t back if you can’t be here no one else can they can’t do this with you brb gonna have a violent talk with tumblr this is a crime this is illegal they’re gonna die they wanna ban MY tee no tumblr you’re dead murdering you tumblr

- south (real)

SOUTH BABE WHATEVER U DID WORKED I GOT IT BACK THANKS YOU CAN SLEEP IN THE BED WITH ME TONIGHT

[hanmine]

OMG TEE I FORGOT TO MENTION-

I dropped the bad friends I was having troubles with 🥰

-🤡 anon

GOOD JOB IM PROUD OF U

[hanmine]

YOUVE GOT IT TEE

-🤡 anon

I GOT IT BAVK

[hanmine]

BEST BELIVE ILL BEAT THEM UP. IM A BLACK BELT (Fr)

-🤡 anon

MAKE SURE THEY CHOKE OKAY

[hanmine]

One sec I’ve gotta go fight tumblr

-🤡 anon

BEAT THEM UP BABE

[hanmine]

I totally wasn’t scared you blocked me-

HELP no it’s tumblr ☹️

[hanmine]

bro they couldn’t ban ris so they went after you 💀 they said one of you needs to die

SOBS when we’re too powerful for this app ☹️

[hanmine]

HI TEE ITS BEEN SO LONG a lot has happened with my life so I’m sorry I haven’t talk to you in a while :(. This says archived? Did something happen?

-🤡anon

hi ! i left this blog to @sakusins which is my now strictly 18+ blog but it’s been suspended so i’m here for the time being 🥲

[hanmine]

I hope Dumblr's sleeve slide down while they wash their hands....

ME TOO BESTIE HOPE THEY HAVE A LOOSE THREAD THAT UNRAVELS THE EHOLE DAMN SWEATER

[hanmine]

you can't spell tumblr without Tee what were they thinking 🙄

tumblr without tee is just umblr and that’s ugly asf they need me