two rohans in my ask box... STABBING me ...
seen from United States
seen from Japan
seen from New Zealand
seen from China

seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
seen from Brazil

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from China
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Brazil
seen from Russia
seen from Türkiye
two rohans in my ask box... STABBING me ...
Your fingers might be talented, but I bet mine are better~
“ You know, Kishibe-san, you’re a lot of talk and no play~ “
What was that about free kisses?
FIRST THREE IN MY INBOX GET KISSES
“ The proud Kishibe Rohan wants a kiss from a ‘lowly’ rockstar like me? I’m surprised, is this a confession of affections, Mr. Kishibe? ” The guitar that was slung across his middle was shifted so it rested on his hip instead. For a moment, Akira wondered if this was a joke or if he was being “punked” like that show on the television. But the other seemed highly serious and that only make Akira’s grin widen.
“ Come here~ I might not be a queer like you but if you’re really beggin’ on your knees for this then I won’t deprive you another moment without the experience of kissing the amazing Otoishi Akira. “
“Put that thing back where it came from or so help me!”
@rohankishibehere
Collaboration projects were quite a normal aspect of Sadao’s work, though never before had he worked on something in the visual arts. Typically music and drawing were not things that mixed outside the realm of animation, but this man, a manga artist named Rohan Kishibe, seemed quite insistent. Sadao couldn’t say he was well versed in manga either. He’d read a number of comics and manga when he was younger and he knew his son enjoyed it, but he never truly knew the work behind it.
Perhaps that’s why he thought nothing of it when the man requested Sadao to come to his house that conveniently doubled as his studio. Even if it didn’t result in anything creatively productive, it would be interesting to see inside the world of another artist. After all, they both were referred to as leaders in their respective arts.
Sadao knocked gently on the door, hoping he hadn’t come too early. Working out time zones after you had been on the road always mixed him up and he hardly knew what kind of schedule a mangaka had. He gently tapped against his saxophone case, waiting for an answer.
@rohankishibehere | What are these even-
Perplex wasn’t exactly the word that could sum up his overall feelings towards theses... articles. The drawings weren’t half bad -- much different from what he was use to. And they were somewhat amusing but they didn’t seem to hold any information that could otherwise be of use. Detailing nothing that could be the truth otherwise in this world.
“What’s the point...?”
He didn’t get it.
rohankishibehere
“sorry, i don’t read comics.”