#rin's asks

[wondashoever]

hi you used to be soulfflee right ? theres this art of a tiny ruikasa in a stock image of hands that im trying to find the post of and i was wondering if that was you who drew it ;w;

YEAH THAT WAS ME,,,

and here you go ^_^

[rindecision]

Bazaar! 👀

LMAO

Okay, so this one I've been co-authoring with @madaboutmunson and haven't really told anyone about so this will be the first public snippet of our guilty pleasure fic lol

As he hurried down the line of no name stalls, he received various greetings from the ones that were there every week. Some he knew by name, others he knew by face, and seeing those he didn't know was a siren's call to break his pattern and head over there first. He shook it off and kept his focus on going to the very last vendor in the line. It wasn't uncommon for a few booths to be empty by nightfall, but he was surprised when the very last one actually had someone in it. His brow quirked when he noticed that it was a very cute someone too. A new face for sure. He'd for sure have singled out a cutie like that in a second if he'd hosted a stall before. The man looked out of place too. A lot of the vendors on this end didn't bother with a table cloth, but this guy decided to use what he swore was a bed sheet plastered with the faded faces of a teenage boy band. He couldn't help but laugh a little. He was charmed already and had a feeling he'd find something truly unique there. Eddie had seen a few attractive vendors over the years and he always made a point to try to make an impression. He didn't necessarily plan to take them home or anything, but he didn't like missing opportunities when they presented themself. He wasn't really the type to get emotionally involved with anyone, but that didn't mean he went home alone every night. Sure, he had his types, but he wasn't ashamed to call himself easy if someone else approached him first. He wasn't all too picky either. If they caught his eye, they were fair game, man, woman, or other alike. Right now, he was thoroughly enchanted by this tasty new morsel in his domain. He spun and and tugged at his left lip ring as he stared, watching a lock of the man's dense brown hair fall and lightly bounce in front of his sculped face. Eddie glanced around the area. One of the regulars had set up in the booth next to him so he decided to pay them a visit as an excuse to observe.

[dailyhatsune]

this with miku len rin and luka

wheezers

[mikurinkuwu]

i made a non traditional omegaverse office au does anybody gaf

[emmyrosee]

Rin Itoshi cannot stand when you surprise kiss him and run away, because his brain can’t process fast enough and he’s left a sputtering, blushy mess while you’re giggling halfway down the hall.

“You nuisance!” He manages, but his voice is squeaky and uncontrollable, very different from his usual monotone- he hates it. He hates how often he takes your bait, how much he’s at your mercy, and he hates the way his heart rate spikes at your affection.

But most importantly, Rin Itoshi hates when you kiss him and run away, because he doesn’t get a chance to kiss you back.

And that annoys him most of all.

[ask-mikurin]

Send us anything! Don't mind Rin she'll be back... She's just a bit shy sometimes...

[wondashoever]

FIRST OFF HOW THE FUCK DID I NOT SEE THIS !??!?<M@<>N<! NMW>?<:>@@? HUH HUH HUH???!! TUMBLR SAY SOMETHING ??!?!? I DIDNT GET A NOTIFICATION FOR THSI maybe i just missed it hrrrrhh BUTYTFDRSTAGVUYIHGYUFTIDSYCKAGV I KLOVE TJIS SM ?!?!?

SECONDLY WHAT THE FUCK HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME MY HEART AHHHHHHHHHHHh TJEY ARE SO CUTE?!?!?!Q??@>S!< IM SAVING THIS FORVEVR AND EVERTY AHHHHHHHHH POLYYSHO POLYSHO PLOSYSGHO IM NOYVD OKAU RRRURUURHHHRHHRJJJJJHHGDGDGDGHHGGGGGHH W THEY ARE SO ZSDRXYCTFUYIGVUOBIHYJOKP:L" DIES PEACEFULLY

AND AND THE EXTRA TSUKASA?!?!?!?@KMWLJWNSW<M ID SAY MORE BUT WORDS CANNOT DEFINE HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS HOLDS THEM PRECIOUSLY AND NEVER LETS GO POLYSHOPOLYSHOPLEIUSUHKS aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh

sorry for reblogging this late my brain died KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU

@wondashoever HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY RINANANANANNNNNN !!!!!!!!!

[tazmiilly]

old guys kissing... winning

[spookberry]

Following you for Oregon Miku

thats a bold choice, heres an oregon Miku and Rin for your troubles

[rinnstars]

soulmates!

matching puzzle pieces: mimicking you unconsciously away from home

itoshi rin x reader: fluff, drabble, pro!player rin (after nel arc), long distance relationship, yearning/longing, not proofread + likes and reblogs are appreciated!

one thing rin has learnt whilst overseas is that you and him might really be connected by souls, by ribs, and by heart perhaps too.

strict routines he’s stuck to since he was just fourteen — wake up, open the windows, take deep breaths, stretching, yoga, mediation shifted in its own ways to accommodate you back when he had first gotten together with you: to waking up and looking at you with the light outside from the windows shining perfectly at your face that makes him gulp a little, staring hard and long whilst tracing your face as gently as possible, indulging in the sugary-sweet moment before returning back to his routine like a robot. its what he’s used to, what he’s comfortable enough, what he knows. and recently, he’s been mimicking you, he thinks: closing his eyes immediately at the bright light in his room the same way you bury your face in his face when you first wake up away from the “bright” lights in his room, drinking a cup of coffee that he swore he wouldn’t drink despite making it for you every morning like clockwork albeit with much less sugar than you would have added, and opening his phone the first thing he does right after it all the same way you open your phone and flash him essentially in his bedroom with your bright phone screen that illuminates the now matching photo of you and him beaming at the camera the day he left.

maybe its rin’s way of feeling your presence in his life now that its back to before he met you — just him and football, wearing a different but similarly stuffy and claustrophobic football jersey that marks his name at the back of it. bitter coffee that still smells like the kitchen that brings him back memories of you and him attempting to fix the coffee machine whilst laughing together, your smile imprinted in his mind, phone screen that still makes him unconsciously grin even though its been months since he’s left japan of that selfie with yours and his cheeks squished against each other, beaming at the camera as though it would be the last time right before he enters the gate to somewhere else that he wonders if you too look at it a little longer before you enter your phone, or hand sanitizer that smells exactly like the one you used to use, and gave to him whenever you two were out together that reminds him of home, reminds him of you.

and he’s sure his teammates dont miss the subtle changes to him. how his diet has changed strangely — desserts that fill his meal and sweets that he munches on in the dorm room that he used to buy from the convenience store for you to eat together in class and then in his room that tastes a little less sweet now that its not from your mouth to his, hotter food that you’ve made him grown used to in contrast to his old days eating leftovers and microwaveable meals from the fridge that still burns his tongue a little, sticking out his tongue as though he’s on field at the temperature even now the same way you do too, picking at his vegetable unconsciously the same way you do before pushing it onto his plate whilst smiling, each pickled vegetable even now resembling you in his mind as he pushes it around his plate. how he’s behaving all strangely too in contrast to the rin who they met just a few weeks ago at neo egoist league — how he’s more accustomed to laughing in the same tone you do, having to cup his mouth at the realisation, looking away awkwardly before being tackled by shidou (that broke out into half a fight), how he fiddles even more with his things than before as though they were your hands that he finds comfort in interlocking and fiddling with whilst lying right beside yours, how he looks a little longer at his phone screen that almost made shidou grab his phone (to his luck, he managed to dodge the attack and not get into a fight whilst in it: messaging you that as though expecting a praise). or even just the way he talks now — the tone and accent melting and merging into yours and his own mid sentence, your catchphrases popping out of his mouth unconsciously like bubblegum that draws strange looks (they dont understand it, he thinks), references to yours and by extension his favourite games and shows that flies by everyone else’s head that he misses your laugh that should ring along with his lame jokes.

and rin’s even more sure that the media doesnt miss how he’s changed from just that few weeks. how his closet doesn’t quite fit him right — sanrio and chikawa sweaters that are both a little too tight to have belonged to him and a little uncharacteristic for him to sport on his day out, silver necklaces that they just cant see the heart of, chalking it up to a new impulsive purchase despite him never wearing any in his winning match, silly keychains on the bag he brings out that catches the camera flash just right into the newspapers. how his last interview went even: seeming more nervous whilst attempting to make eye contact with the camera (knowing youre watching him live), stuttering a little too much whilst answering a question about romantic relationship, how his glued up paper ring catches the whole internet. how his internet presence (without PR) reflects something the internet wants to dig a little more ��� from his instagram stories about another game win whether that be on valorant or league of legends with a duo with a censored tag (of yours), screenshots of movies and shows he’s watching with the side of facetime featuring your face censored with colour brushes from the tools section, outfit pictures that are first vetted by you and then posted with a uncharacteristically cute water bottle you bought for him as a joke that he still uses to this very day.

its now that he can’t be fully with you that rin wonders if he’s taken advantage of all these years you’ve been there for him, each memory haunts him through his own unconscious movements, speech and thoughts: as though you’ve fully melted yourself on him, your soul and his intertwined and ribs replacing each others: becoming one another. missing, longing is not a strong enough word for it all — heartache when he lies in his bed all alone yearning for your warmth hands that lingers on his body, cuddling him at night that makes him dream of days long after his career in a small apartment all decorated by whatever you want living a life with just you and him, that tightening of his heart whenever he sees you in his everyday life: those red roses that he used to buy from the school shop, any song form the playlist you and him collated that he plays everyday, every second he can, things you’ve bought for him that he’s brought along this practically eons long trip to france, the dryness in his mouth when he looks at your face through facetime: noting every single changes from the way your fringe has gotten longer, to the small leftover seaweed bites form the corner of your mouth, wondering how you were just so perfect in his eyes. its not human he feels: this hunger and craving he feels deep in his ribs, in his guts, in his very bone and blood, every second he counts, every day he strikes off from his calendar, every football match he wins just for a chance for you and him to reunite.

and this time, he’s sure of one thing, no matter what his PR agency thinks, no matter what fans thinks, no matter what the world thinks: rin wants to kiss you, melting his lips against yours as he holds up the winning world cup trophy, in front of the whole field, in front of the whole audience, in front of the whole world — because if there’s anything he knows now is that you and him are one matching puzzle piece, you and him are one soul merged together dictated by the universe, you and him are meant to be: and he’ll love you for the rest of eternity.

[ask-otomemiku]

Tell us about the villainess!

Also to the Creator: beautiful art

[wondashoever]

hihi uh may ii ask how uu did the texture on uur kanade drawing ?

im think i used the game pixel colour thing (i forgot the name 😭😭) filter on ibis paint but dont listen to me bcs i was winging it 😭😭😭🙏 but ill put the speedpaint here,, if it helps

ALSO THE LINEART WAS IMPORTED FROM SKETCHBOOK,, IT WAS QUITE OLD SO IT DOESN'T REALLY MATCH WITH MY CURRENT STYLE,,,

[rindecision]

Scene game: Robin and Eddie!

One of the first Robin and Eddie Scenes in From Hell and Back. My entry for the @steddiebang Scene from Chapter 2

“I’m going to get changed,” Steve stated as he lowered the chains that decorated him.

Eddie sat up and looked at Steve with a disappointed expression. “You were never actually offering yourself to me, were you?”

“As you said before, humans can lie.” Steve walked into his room, holding up the sheer pants.

Robin glanced at Eddie and felt bed when she saw his genuinely hurt expression. “It really is you, isn’t it?” she asked tentatively. Even with his demonic appearance, she could clearly see the Eddie they knew underneath.

Eddie glanced at her and sighed, settling back into the couch. “Yeah…”

“I’m sorry,” she said sincerely, sitting in a chair beside the couch. “We couldn’t think of any other way to bring you back.”

“You literally could have just called my name,” he said with flat annoyance. “Or rather, Steve could. He’s technically the one that summoned me, so I can hear anything he want’s me to hear. If he calls I have to come.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yup,” Eddie said plainly.

“Shit, now I’m extra sorry. I- I knew you had a thing for Steve even before you died, so it was my idea to use him as bait.” Now that she was talking with him, she could look past his inhuman exterior. It helped that his voice seemed the same as it was before.

“Wait, you knew?” Eddie looked at her, surprised.

Robin chuckled. “Were you trying to be subtle? I think just about everyone except Steve picked up on it to some degree.”

“Was I really that obvious?” Eddie smiled at her.

“Yeah,” she huffed in amusement.

Eddie smirked and glanced at her. “I will say you wrapped my present damn well.” Eddie sighed. “Fuck, that was hot. I’m rather sad he’s changing, but it’s probably for the best if he doesn’t want me to jump him.”

Robin squinted and looked over his body. “Not to be rude, but you’re build like a Ken doll.”

Eddie stared at her blankly for a few seconds before saying, “I’m a shapeshifter. I’ll leave the rest to your imagination.”

“Oh…” She hummed as realization fell over her.

“Yup.”

“Then do you just choose to stay in this form?”

“I guess you can call this my default physical form.” He raised a hand in front of his face, chains draping off of rings and down his arm. “Anything else takes some amount of focus to create.”

Robin squinted at him. “Do you have a non-physical form?

Before Eddie could respond, Steve walked out of his room in basic casual clothes.

[dailyhatsune]

what if it was this but miku is ballin and the shark is like rin or something

[postit-mikus]

RIN !!

[minh-i]

Normal siblings vs the Itoshis

Sae rlly does still care about his brother guys. There's no way Sae went from this to a brother who thinks his lil bro is worthless cuz of Spain.

Trauma and whatever Sae might've experienced there aside (not saying much since there's no backstory yet) he really did love his lil bro, so there's no way all that love would disappear just like that.