#rin’s drabbles 🥂

[rinnsverse]

damian wayne doesn’t necessarily wear jewelry that often — only a few necklaces and rings could be seen on him, of the highest quality as well; him wearing a friendship bracelet is quite a surprise.

they were made by you of course, since you’re quite literally the only person he associates himself with at school willingly. you’ve known each other for quite some time now, so why not get matching bracelets to symbolize that?

“That’s a stupid idea.”

“You’re a stupid idea,” you retort.

he merely rolls his eyes, “I don’t need a silly bracelet to show that I’m friends with you, we don’t need something like that for people’s approval.”

“It’s not for other people,” you explain, “It’s for my own entertainment and for you — a gift.”

“Fine, you can make us one.”

in all honesty, he was expecting something simple for the bracelets. something just like each others names on them, not—

“Pissbaby?” his eye twitches.

“Don’t worry, mine says ‘Bitch,’” you reply nonchalantly.

“This has to be against dress-code.”

“We have long sleeves for a reason.”

he sighs, “My siblings are gonna drag me through the mud for this.” despite his words spitting venom, he still lets the elastic wrap around his wrist fitting comfortably and snugly.

“Hah, Pissbaby.”

“Bitch.”

“Your dad’s a whore.”

[ambiguouslady42]

STEPH CONGRATS AGAIN ON REACHING 100 FOLLOWERS (and to many more 🥂) !! i’m here to send a req for the event ; my selfship with rin (bllk) ^^ hopefully you are okay w that fandom. dynamics and tropes etc are all here so feel free to take all the time you need if u ever decide to do mine xoxo

@ryescapades

Hi Rye! I cheated a little and used your headcanon to help me build your drabble! I used some examples from it, along with some lyrics from the playlist, to put it all together. I included 10 songs for the #10 player <3 Please let me know your thoughts!

The first time that you met, you came in like a storm. His whole life was to breathe and live soccer, but you interrupted the peace and quiet that existed in his mind. He initially had no intention of getting to know you, but over time, you slowly consumed his mind, then his heart.

As you work together outside to complete any major projects, he's always there to help you. He remains absent and aloof, but his actions speak a lot louder than his words. He denies that he is attracted to you, but he enjoys the thrill of touching you in whatever way. It's not sexual, but it's the light touches on your hips or his body ghosting yours, it sends electricity coursing through your body. You wonder if he has ulterior motives, as he is yet to say much, but your heart beats faster every time he gets closer to you.

With time, both of you get comfortable with each other, but there's a cloud of confusion that floats between you. He sometimes gets a little too comfortable with name calling, and sometimes you struggle to tell him what you're thinking or what's on your mind. This frustrates him at times because he wants to be able to understand you and connect with you. He likes listening to what you have to say. He calls you names that sound very mean to an outsider, but they're his way of trying to get comfortable with you. He starts to add songs to his playlist that remind him of you. Sometimes, he'll just share his earbud with you: "Here, what do you think about this song?" You never imagined that he would be the type to be into shoegaze music, but with someone who sometimes looks like he has his head in the clouds, dreaming of being the best striker in the world.

However, with time, the more you spend time with him, watching him practice or play, other thoughts cloud his mind. It's not that you would be a useful part of his life, but he wonders how much more space you can take up in his head. He's never really shown interest in connecting with his teammates, so even getting close to you terrifies him. He pushes you away when there comes the moment when your bodies get too close and you confess your feelings first. You thought it would liberate you of the hold he may have on you, but his inability to accept that someone may care about him beyond soccer creates a chasm between the two of you. You don't see him for a little bit, and the songs in his playlist become songs of yearning for you. He wants to be able to open a sliver of himself for you, but he is terrified. "Is there life beyond soccer?" he thought.

He's called you a dumbass before, but one day he woke up and knew that he was the dumbass all along. He realizes that life isn't just living and breathing soccer. He wants to have other experiences, and he wants you to be there with him. He wants to be able to hear you share the mundane parts of your day, he wants to hear you talk about your hopes and aspirations. He finds the courage to confess to you how stupid he was to watch his life passing by without you by his side. "Sit me down, shut me up," are the last words that come out of his mouth when that fateful kiss takes place. There's vulnerability to this kiss, allowing someone to come into his space and genuinely get to know him.

While soccer is still something that is a major part of his life, he makes room for you and looks forward to having you in his arms after the final scoring goal. It wouldn't matter anyway, he's a winner in your eyes.

[rinnsverse]

being damian wayne’s first and only best friend in middle school is funny and at the same time very humbling.

like what do you mean this kid has the vocabulary of shakespeare and can still drag other kids physically and verbally??

yet, he still also doesn’t know basic media references and common terms used nowadays. it isn’t a problem to teach him those things it’s just, slightly concerning on how much he doesn’t know in your eyes.

so trying to be as best of a friend he could be, damain tries to pick-up on some of the mannerisms the kids his age have while also taking note of the ones you actively dislike — he isn’t trying to lose his only friend here, c’mon.

slowly but surely, parts of your vocabulary has been integrated into his. the words rolling off his tongue like they’ve been said a thousand times before.

it’s begun to slightly concern his siblings with such a drastic change in his way of speech that they started to doubt that it was actually him in the first place. but those ideas were quickly squashed when they realized his tongue was as sharp as ever.

“You’re too short to be talking.”

“You’re built like donkey from Shrek, shut the fuck up.”

HONORABLE MENTION:

[investigating a crime scene]

“…Where’s the hole?”

“That’s what she said.”

“ROBIN—“

a/n: i’ve wanted to become best friends with this boy ever since when i was young LEAVE ME ALONE

[rinnsverse]

"Where the fuck were you?" you confront; Damian had essentially stood you up yesterday when the two of you were supposed to meet up at the library.

"I thought I texted you that I forgot," he rubbed the back of his neck.

"That isn't a fucking good enough excuse, Damian. You've blown me off so fucking much this year and I'm fucking sick of it," you retort, seeing his expression change.

"And I've told you that my answers will never be concrete, I get busy," he blandly replies.

"Busy with rich kid bullshit? Fuck out of here, why can't you just say school is your top priority? You'll get praised by the public anyways,” you scoff, “Besides, you always complain about how much of a hassle it is to deal with shit like that but when someone you actually like invites you to hang out you don’t show?”

“It isn’t that simple, you should know that,” his eyes glaring back into yours, “And even if I did, it will be a living hell if I don’t attend.”

“You have a choice to make, Damian. Me, or the people who’re essentially holding you in hostage relationships,” you cross your arms as the bell rings, “And if I don’t see you during dismissal then I’ll have an answer for you. Bye Damian.”

As you walk away, Damian notices that your wrist seems more bare than usual while his felt heavier.

a/n: inspired by a class of 09 scene, iykyk

[rinnsverse]

everyone talks about how veritas ratio loves bathing with you — intimate or not — but what about afterwards?

how he would gently dry you both off with a towel and drape silk robes upon your shoulders as a way to not get cold.

the way he would allow you to push his hair back with a cute headband to do his skincare, a routine he had taught you when you had offered to do it for him on a particularly tiring day.

how he would offer to do your own skincare routine for you for the first time and would shock you on how he knew the exact steps to take while doing so; merely brushing off your shock and confusion on his extensive knowledge about your skincare routine.

“I simply enjoy studying and admiring every aspect of you, now close your eyes, alright?”

veritas who would do face masks with you and reluctantly let’s you take mirror pictures of you both, but only for your eyes to see despite you making it your new lock screen.

you who would steal his phone while he was going to get a glass of water and set up both of your lock screens to match with that silly face mask photo — his being you; yours being him.

he would sigh at the realization of what you did and chastises you but never changed it since that night.

just how lovely it would be with veritas after a bath <3

a/n: i wrote this while i was in a fluffy bath robe

[rinnsverse]

being in an open relationship with toji fushiguro because this man probably has commitment issues but still wants you.

it’s not something you were originally happy with, but you’ve found at least some amusement in the whole ordeal.

you both live with each other which leads to toji asking if you can answer the phone for him. half-heartedly answering the phone, you realize it was just someone who he frequents and also happened to have his number.

“Hello?” you speak into the phone.

“Oh it’s you.”

“Yeah, me.”

“Hand the phone over to toji and stop trying to come between me and him, alright?” the voice on the other line spoke, making you roll your eyes.

“Toji! A girl on the phone wants you!” you call out to toji trying to nap on the couch.

“Which one?”

it wasn’t that hard to figure out that she heard what he said due to the call being ended. “Never mind, she hung up.”

“About damn time,” he sighed, shutting his eyes once again.

a/n: i don’t usually write things like this but i took inspo from this tiktok that i found in the deep dungeons of my memory