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xbuster · 11 months ago
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by kyakuo
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neboolassgcorner · 2 months ago
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these suck im sorry theyre all ive gawt
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questions-about-blorbos · 8 months ago
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frickingnerd · 8 months ago
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bantering with okabe
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pairing: okabe rintarou x gn!reader
tags: implied romantic feelings (okabe for reader), labmember!reader, bantering/flirting
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okabe likes to tease and annoy people! deep down, he's bad at showing his feelings, so he'd rather put on an act and convey his true feelings as a joke
he likes to tease you about why you became a lab member. he'll always ask if you joined because you had a crush on him or if you simply idolize him
you're his favorite target to tease, given how sweet you are. but you always snap back at him with a clever comment, which okabe loves!
he'd feel bad if he was just teasing you and never getting a reaction out of you. but you seem to enjoy this banter with him, so he always keeps it going
the other lab members often roll their eyes at your flirting – as they call it – but they are happy okabe found someone on his wavelength
they're happy they don't have to endure his teasing and annoying comments, plus you do seem to ground him
so if you and okabe would ever start dating, maybe he'd calm down a bit more and show his true feelings from time to time…
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fiirekat · 1 year ago
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Rintaro Okabe from Steins;Gate!! For Inktober day 21 :D
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yurisorcerer · 3 months ago
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In your opinion, who's the hottest male character in shonen manga? :)
I don't have an opinion on this so I asked some friends
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doyoulikethisanimeship · 7 months ago
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Makise Kurisu/Okabe Rintarou (Steins;Gate)
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Important: Please do not vote if you don't know the characters.
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chuunibyou-showdown · 2 years ago
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CHUUNIBYOU SHOWDOWN: LOSER'S BRACKET VICTORS BATTLE
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animemakeblog · 6 months ago
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Quote #20
Anime: Steins; Gate
Character: Rintarou Okabe
“The universe has a beginning, but no end. — Infinity. Stars, too, have their own beginnings, but their own power results in their destruction. — Finite.”
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xbuster · 1 year ago
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neboolassgcorner · 2 months ago
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dont draw ppl kissing its so hard
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thefigureresource · 2 years ago
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Pop Up Parade Rintaro Okabe [Steins;Gate] non scale from Good Smile Arts Shanghai coming September 2023.
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frickingnerd · 1 year ago
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why don't you smile at me like that?
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pairing: itaru hashida / daru x gn!reader x okabe rintarou
summary: okabe notices the way you smile at daru and decides to tease you a little bit about it!
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"why don't you smile at me like that~?"
just moments ago, you had been talking to daru, but the second he went back to his computer, okabe had sneaked up behind you. 
"what…?" you turned to face the boy in the lab coat and raised an eyebrow. "what's that supposed to mean?"
okabe had a smug grin on his face, as he glanced towards daru, then back at you. 
"your face lights up whenever you talk to our superhacka–"
"hacker..!" you corrected okabe, whose grin only widened. 
"and then there's that. since when did you start correcting me about that? are you doing this to get on his good side~?" 
you hesitated to reply for a moment, then rolled your eyes and tried to squeeze past okabe. 
"if you leave now, i'll tell daru you have a crush on him–!!"
okabe grabbed your wrist and as soon as your head whipped around, you were met with his smug grin once more. 
"i have no idea what you are on about! i know you're not genuinely jealous, so stop playing around, hououin kyouma!" 
okabe huffed amused. 
"this is the first time you called me by my real name. you really must be desperate for me to keep this secret of yours, if you'd even debase yourself like this…"
you gently smacked your friend's arm, though enough for him to wince a bit. 
"if you tell daru about any of this, i'm going to do unspeakable things to you, got it kyouma~?"
you stared at okabe, who had to swallow. you really looked serious and he didn't want to anger you any further, so he decided to drop it. 
"fine, my lips will stay sealed…"
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carissimipaixao · 2 years ago
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— iii. FAMILIAR
published on: june 21, 2023 pairing: okabe rintarou & reader summary: the rain feels cold and unpleasant on your skin, but you try to convince yourself it's bearable. word count: 1.9k+ entries: i. | ii. | iii.
When the bell rings for the last time, [Name] heaves a long sigh of relief. Thursdays are the longest days of the week — the classes go as far as six in the afternoon, but the day never quite ends there. Besides, the days now feel very short, as the sky gets dark at roughly around five. She doesn’t live too far away, especially by train, but something unsettles her when it’s dark. Especially when it’s December.
She takes out her phone from the side pocket of her bag. No text messages. She stares for a moment or two, but she puts it away before it gets to her. Instead, she puts everything inside her bag and follows her classmates out of the room. Some turn to her in curiosity. It’s been more than two weeks since she’s been an internship student in Tokyo Denki University, but, besides the brief introduction that the teacher requested of her, nobody knows anything about her. Nobody knows her. She’s just minding her own business, away from everyone. That usually works well. The fewer problems she gets herself in, the better.
It’s gotten easy to walk through a crowded hallway, pretending nobody’s there. Everything sounds muffled, as if it’s happening in a distant place. [Name] just grips the right strap of the bag closer to herself, head hanging low, as she walks down the stairs. When she approaches the exit of the building, the first thing she sees is rain.
Damn it!
She opens up her bag, although she suspects already that the umbrella was left at home. She fumbles with the content of her bag, but, in the end, nothing is found. She groans and hangs her head in defeat, but then stands upright. It’s just a little bit of rain, [Name] thinks — or rather, tries to tell herself. You’ll be okay. She wraps her scarf closer to herself, puts her phone inside the pocket of her coat to avoid damage, and begins walking home.
The moment the rain touches her skin, she hisses. It shouldn’t be a surprise that it would be cold at this time of the year, but it’s never really satisfying to feel freezing cold water on you after you’ve been inside a warm building for nearly an entire day. Perhaps, it wouldn’t feel as bad if she had taken the chance to go to the cafeteria and get a warm coffee, with just the right amount of sugar in it. But, the more time she wastes inside the university, the later it gets, the worse she feels. You can get your coffee at home, don’t make such a fuss. The scolding tone in her own thoughts is not really her own, but it’s gotten so automatic to include her voice in her head, to make sure she doesn’t stray away from her path and her own errands. One can argue that it’s not exactly healthy, but, oh well… Old habits die hard.
She hears splashes behind her, increasingly getting closer, before she suddenly stops feeling the water on top of her head. ‘Careful, you’ll get a cold.’ She turns her head to see Okabe hunching slightly over her. He holds a black umbrella in his left hand, standing close — but not too close — to her so that both are protected from the rain. She stares up at him for a moment, caught off guard, and she observes his face and that small smile that’s on his lips.
‘...Thank you.’
His smile falls, and he frowns a little bit. ‘Are you okay? You look a little… upset.’ [Name] glances away, and makes herself look smaller as she pulls her arms closer to her body. He notices. ‘I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to pry.’ Instead, they continue on their way, going through the gates of the university.
As per usual, there is a lot of traffic. Regardless of which region you are, Tokyo is still Tokyo. Many students are leaving in groups, perhaps to spend time together or accompany each other home. She can see a couple of lovebirds as well; even from a distance, the slight closeness between the two of them is enough to tell that the two are in a romantic relationship.
A car drives by, going above the speed limit. The sound snaps her back to reality. What are you doing? Pay attention! She murmurs under her breath, feeling her skin burn as she feels the young man’s gaze on her once again. They stop on the crosswalk, amongst a crowd, and they wait for the light to turn green. It’s as they stand there that it crosses her mind that she hasn’t even asked in which way he was going. Perhaps, he’d be heading home, and they would stop walking together.
Before the words can get out of her mouth, Okabe speaks. ‘Where are you headed? I’ll walk you to the station.’
‘You don’t need to…’ The thought of walking this close to him makes her paranoid. And guilty.
‘I’m not letting you get sick,’ he says and chuckles, trying to lighten up the mood. ‘I wouldn’t really be able to forgive myself, you know? Besides, it’s a quick jump to the sta—’ 
When he turns to take a look at her face, he finds himself fumbling with his words, his breath caught in his throat, upon seeing her eyes already on him. Okabe freezes on his tracks. There is something in her gaze that paralyzes him — it’s that seriousness, that seeming uncertainty. Thoughts are running wildly through her mind, mostly doubts and questions. She can’t name what she is feeling, but the selflessness and kindness she has been receiving from the few people she’s met in Japan feels unreal. Especially his.
They don’t really know each other. Besides the short conversation they had in the seminar, two weeks ago, which wasn’t unpleasant by any means, they haven’t had many encounters. They don’t share the same classes as Okabe initially speculated; thus, besides an occasional wave in the corridors or cafeteria, they haven’t really had the chance to get to know each other. Their schedules are different, and they are busy as they are, especially with exams and assignments around the corner. If anything, she would be catching up to the weeks worth of studies she hasn’t been able to follow while she was signing up for the internship.
But, that would most likely be a lie.
In truth, [Name] has been avoiding him. Though, not just him. She hasn’t been in touch with Naoko, besides the times they interact in school. The foreigner tells herself this is to protect herself, to avoid misunderstandings, and to make sure nothing goes wrong while she’s away from home. Many people say that what’s happened in the past is gone and over with, that it can’t come back to haunt you. But, it never hurts to take precaution, does it? Even if university can’t go as poorly as highschool did for her, [Name] is afraid it repeats itself.
Perhaps, taking an internship was a bad idea after all.
‘[Name]?’
It’s when he calls her name — bashfully, she notices, from his tone and the glow on his face, no longer from just the cold — that she realizes she has reached for the sleeve of his heavy coat. She blinks as she stares at her own hand, gripping tightly onto him, and slowly pulls it back into her pocket. She keeps her eyes on the sleeve, unable to look him in the eye.
Why would he care so much about her? Does he feel some sort of obligation to make sure her stay in Japan goes well? She wouldn’t be surprised if some teachers had assigned students to watch over her, to see if she needs help with anything — the language, assignments, possible misunderstandings. Naoko mentioned that, sometimes, students are responsible to keep an eye out for internship students, especially those from Western countries. In fact, hadn’t she said something amongst the lines of “contact me if you need anything”? Would that mean Naoko—
No, don’t even go there.
Okabe hardly knows her, yet it feels like he does. The thought that he is looking out for her, despite being in different years and the very few interactions they’ve had between each other makes the guilt within her heart grow. Perhaps, for all this time she has tried to keep herself isolated, within the circle of studies, she hasn’t noticed how much of an idiot she can come across as. She’d practically flee from Okabe and other classmates whenever she found an opportunity.  
‘...You’re a good person, Okabe,’ she murmurs under her breath. Taking a deep breath, she raises her head, watching him with that same seriousness from before. ‘Thank you for looking after me.’ Despite her initial thoughts, those words are sincere. It feels vulnerable, and [Name] isn’t quite sure if she likes it or not.
He opens his mouth, and a strange sound comes from his throat, as if he’s choked up on his words, unsure of what to say. It’s during those seconds where he’s confused and embarrassed that she takes notice of the situation — two people standing in the middle of the rain, having a heart-to-heart conversation. That’s how it feels like, and it’s not a completely unfamiliar feeling. If Naoko was here, she would surely say it’s just like a scene from a romance movie.
A sudden voice rings from the other side of the street. The crowd that was around them has long shifted, disappeared and replaced. [Name] looks up to see that the crosswalk light has been green for a long time, before turning to the figure that is jogging towards her and Okabe, umbrella in hand.
‘Tutturu~♪’
‘Mayuri,’ Okabe turns to the girl at the same time. The redness on his face is yet to vanish. ‘Sorry, I was just about to text you.’
‘That’s okay. Mayushii has just gotten here, too.’ The girl shakes her head with a gentle smile. Then, she turns to [Name], eyes wide in surprise and curiosity. ‘Huh? Who’s this?’
[Name] finds herself shrinking a little bit, now feeling hyper aware of the way she’s dressed, the way she brushed her hair which is half-soaked from the rain, the way that she probably didn’t brush her teeth that good this morning, the way that—
‘This is [Name],’ Okabe takes the matter into his own hands, politely introducing her to the highschool girl. There is a slight mispronunciation of her full name, but she isn’t entirely bothered by it; in fact, it nearly sounded perfect. ‘She’s an internship student at my university.’
‘Oh, you’re a foreigner?’ The girl — Mayuri — looks at her in amazement. Perhaps, she hasn’t seen many foreigners before. ‘Pleasure to meet you. I’m Shiina Mayuri, but you can call me Mayushii.’ She bows in greeting.
‘P-Pleasure to meet you as well,’ the young woman takes the hands out of her pockets and follows her example. When she’s done, she finds herself staring at that gentle, innocent smile, lost in thought.
‘Were you thinking of heading home?’ Okabe asks Mayuri, after watching their interaction carefully.
‘Well, Mayushii needs to stop by the lab to get some recipes that Yuki-san left for her.’ Mayuri puffs out her chest in confidence. ‘And Mayushii will execute them to the best of her abilities, following the lessons of her mentor!’
For some reason, Okabe shivers next to her. Before she can think about it any further, he turns to look at her instead, giving her a calm smile. ‘Where are you headed?’
‘Uh,’ she fidgets a little bit on her feet, ‘Akihabara.’
Both blink at her, before Mayuri (shouldn’t it be Mayushii, if she clearly prefers the sound of that name?) pulls the umbrella closer to her as she steps closer, to avoid being too close to the road as the light has turned red again. ‘Then, it’s decided. Akihabara it is!’
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lemonsknees · 1 month ago
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chariaki · 7 months ago
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Love is in the flight 💞
Flight Attendant!reader × Passenger!Suna Rintarou
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who's eyebrows perked up when he saw you greet him when he was boarding the aircraft.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who halted the line of passengers boarding the aircraft because when you smiled and said "Good afternoon, Mr. Suna", he froze up and didn't know what to do with himself.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who was glad to see you again, walking down the aisle in business class cabin that he was in.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who felt oddly jealous seeing you greet everyone in the business class, especially with those snobby men eyeing you up and down whilst trying to hit you up.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who quickly called for your attention assistance, so he could subtly get you away from those disgraces of humanity and have your lovely attention shift to him.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who was delighted to hear you introduce yourself to him, despite him already knowing your name because he kept looking at you the whole time while you were assisting other passengers in the ailse, thus, catching eye of your name plate.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who asked how you knew his name when you greeted him earlier, and when you said you were a fan of volleyball, he asked who your favorite team was, and you replied with MSBY Jackals.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who was determined to make you like his team more, and eventually... him.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro would press the assist button despite not having any problems. He simply just wanted to see you, but got dismayed when a different flight attendant showed up instead.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who was embarrassed to specifically ask for you, but nonetheless, still did.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro whose eyes sparkled when you greeted him happily and asked what was wrong, all with that beautiful smile on your face.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who took a few moments to form coherent thoughts to talk with you, but it took him longer because he wanted to just stare at your face.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who registered how weird he was acting, and excused himself to you. Settling for just requesting wine.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who figured he needs some liquid courage and ignorance in order to act more "normal" with you.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who contemplated whether or not he would sound impudent or shameless to ask for your number, or if you would even call him if he gave you his number instead, y'know, to seem modest and less cheeky. But then again!
Passenger!Suna Rintaro whose slowly losing his patience for himself because of all the overthinking he's doing.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who realized he should be a man and just spike his shot.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who immediately asked for your number when you came back with his wine.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro whose eyes were wide in anticipation to your answer, and when you chuckled and teased that you aren't supposed to give it to passengers, he immediately looked down with a cute pout on his face.
Flight Attendant!reader who was intrigued that she could make the famous athlete act like that.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro whose head perked up, cheeks flushed red and eares tinged pink when you said you were joking and that he was an exception.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who quickly takes his phone out and hand it to you.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who was happy to see your pretty name, along with the quick selfie you took as your profile in his contacts.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who was proud of himself for not being a whimp and opening an opportunity to see you and talk to you more.
Passenger!Suna Rintaro who impatiently waits for meal service time to arrive in hopes of seeing you again.
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