#toys with milk tea

[themadwomanwithabluebox]

A new blind box opening ASMR YouTube channel I found

I just found a cute new YouTube channel called Toys With Milk Tea. It has cute ASMR blind box toy openings as well as calming gaming videos and vlogs! I hope you like it!

[darlingdespairstims]

Hi. Could you do a Mami Tomoe from Mahou Shoujo Madoka Magica stimboard? No pacifiers. Thanks :)

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Mami Tomoe Stimboard

W/ agre stims

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[shunin-gumis]

Designs of Happiness - Track A15

L4mps Main Story Translation

Title: ep.3 No Sugar

Characters: Ryui, Toi

Summary: Stranded at the airport, Ryui gets into a discussion about "fatalism" with a certain person.

Thank you aca @463ce6, myun @/myuntachis and Niri for helping me with proofing!

Also please do note there's mentions of the holocaust in this chapter.

Location: Tokyo Metropolis International Airport - Lobby

Ryui: (Hm… Do I get hot milk tea or chai?)

Ryui: (Well, milk tea’s always been my first choice, but if they’re using some garbage like skimmed milk instead of whole milk, then chai’s the only answer.)

Ryui: (Sometimes I get to find some cool stores that not only use whole milk, but even warm the milk-pitcher so the tea comes out perfect. Now that’s the good shit.)

Ryui: Anyone else here that ordered milk tea? If there’s a milk pitcher lying around then at least I’d know they serve whole milk here… 

Ryui: …… 

Ryui: Damn, I’m surrounded by coffee drinkers… 

??: …What do you think about a café au lait​?

Ryui: …Ha?

??: Café au lait​, with ice. 

Ryui: Fuck off. Don’t talk to me. 

Employee: Have you decided on your order~?

Ryui: …… 

??: Espresso. 

Ryui: …Hot milk tea.

Employee: Would you like milk or lemon in your–

Ryui: Milk.

Employee: Hot or iced?

Ryui: Hot.

Ryui: (I said I wanted hot milk tea from the fucking start…)

Employee: Understood~ Please wait for a few minutes~

??: A human who is rude to a worker is never well liked by his peers.

Ryui: Then don’t piss me off in the first place.

??: Kukuku… 

Announcer: This is an announcement for passengers of flight ZE302 to Aomori, ZAL Airlines.

Ryui: …!

Announcer: We apologize for the continued delays and cancellation of flights due to the persistent bad weather in the area.

Announcer: Attention. This is an announcement for passengers of flight ZE302 to Aomori, ZAL Airlines….

Ryui: …Dammit.

??: Will you curse upon the airline company next? Despite knowing that they are not responsible for the poor weather. 

Ryui: I didn’t say shit.

Ryui: (Still, why the fuck is it that only the flights to Aomori keep getting cancelled—)

Ryui: …I’m shit out of luck.

??: This has no bearing on your luck. It was already fated, long before your birth, that you were to be stranded here at this point in time.

??: I must also add that Toi being selected as the human sacrifice for the Shiramitsu family in your stead was– 

Ryui: Shut the fuck up already. Divination? Fate? Couldn’t care less about what divine bullshit comes outta your fatalist ass. 

Ryui: I don’t believe in that crap. Not in your words, and definitely not in fate. I’m leaving HAMA today, one way or another. 

??: Ku-Hahaha…! Indeed, I just remembered. I have something of import that I must share with you. 

Ryui: Ha?

??: It is quite the heartening tale, one that should fill you with courage. I wonder when it was… or which country it originated from.

??: Once upon a time, there were humans who were put to death simply for being of a different race. They would be stuffed one after the other into trains, only to be led to concentration camps, where no one could leave with their lives.

??: What absurd tyranny! Despair seeped through the cracks wherever you looked…! 

??: And yet, there was one who did not lose himself amongst the despair, a certain psychologist. He held on to hope, and managed to escape with his life in the end. Do you know what it was that he believed in?

Ryui: *sigh* I really don’t give a shit.

??: He had faith. That he was responsible for his own fate. That he would create his future with his own actions. That he was the “protagonist” of his own life, you see.

Ryui: …… 

??: When one is unable to maintain control even over their very life, it would seem that focusing on the fact that they have control over their own choices gives them a sense of freedom. I suppose that is one way for humans to achieve what they perceive as happiness. 

??: In other words— To have hot milk tea is a choice you have made towards achieving your own happiness.

Ryui: …What the hell are you trying to say?

??: I simply hope that you get your tea as you ordered. Hot, with milk.

Ryui: What?

Employee: Here’s your order~

Ryui: …… 

Employee: An espresso, and an iced café au lait​.

??: HAHAHA!

Ryui: Oi, did you even listen to a fucking word I said? I ordered a damn hot milk tea!

Employee: Huh? Really…?

Ryui: For fuck’s sake, fine! Just leave it.

Employee: And uh… what do you mean by that?

Ryui: I said I’ll take the damned iced café au lait​!

Employee: Oh… but… 

Ryui: Don’t make me repeat myself. I said it’s fine, so it’s fucking fine.

Ryui: Hand it over. And get on with your job.

Employee: Got it~ Sorry for the trouble~

Ryui: …… 

??: My, you look like you’re in high spirits.

Ryui: You asshole, you started spouting all that shit about happiness and hope just to fuck with me, knowing that I was gonna get a café au lait​?

??: What will you say next? Are you going to say “my fault for trusting that dumbass” so you can pretend you still have any power?

Ryui: Talking shit about the worker will get people to hate you, asshole.

??: Kuku… In any case, you must understand by now.

??: No matter how you may try to avoid your fate— In the end, you will be subjected to a force that you cannot control, and brought back to where you belong.

??: For that is “destiny.”

Ryui: …… 

??: Even if you manage to reach Aomori and find the roots of your bloodline, it will not change the path that you must follow. That is what the heavens have decided with this “cancellation.”

Ryui: …You’re just trying to push your narrative after everything’s said and done. Outsiders should just shut the fuck up already.

Ryui: If I can’t use this path, then I just have to find another. 

??: You humans are unable to see your own destiny, and so you choose to see a sweet dream. Akin to an infant, watching you struggle fills me with such pity that I can’t help but find it adorable.

Ryui: Stop being fucking gross. 

??: And how was the café au lait​?

Ryui: Ain’t enough sugar.

Notes:

The psychologist mentioned in the chapter is Viktor Emil Frankl, an Austrian psychologist and holocaust survivor. He founded logotherapy, a school of psychotherapy that describes a search for life’s meaning as the central human motivational force. 

In particular, freedom of will is highlighted in this chapter which is defined as a space to shape one’s life within the limits of specific possibilities.

It’s also important to note that Frankl considered a connection to the spiritual dimension an important factor to finding meaning in one’s life.

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[magicalshopping]

♡ Brown Sugar Milk Tea Slime by Artistic Rainbow Slime ♡

[tamapalace]

Tamagotchi x Momi & Toys Collaboration

More delicious Tamagotchi treats are on their way. Bandai Japan has partnered with Momi & Toys which is a creperie with locations through Japan. They’re well known for their recipes and other desserts such as their crazy cotton candy creations.

The collaboration delivers delicious crepes in two flavors that are designed after Mametchi, and Milktchi. Then there are two milk teas which feature Mimitchi, and Kuchipatchi. The crepe sets include not only the delicious crepes, but also the corresponding acrylic keychain, which can be purchased separately.

The acrylic keychains feature one of the four characters mentioned above on, or even in a crepe! The Mametchi crepe features whipped cream, custard, brownie custard, chocolate sauce, and a banana! The Milktchi crepe features whipped cream, ichigo milk cream, vanilla ice cream, strawberry ice cream, strawberry sauce, and raspberry flakes. The crepes sets are priced at ¥1,080, or just the crepe for ¥750.

Second are the milk tea sets. Both come with the acrylic keychain and a delicious milk drink. These milk drinks also feature a sticker on them with a picture of the Mametchi, Milktchi, Mimitchi, and Kuchipatchi in and on their crepes. The sets come with the milk drink and the corresponding acrylic keychain. The Mimitchi milk drink features banana, milk, chocolate whipped cream and chocolate sauce. The Kuchipatchi milk drinks features brown sugar tapioca, matcha milk, matcha cream, whipped cream, and matcha powder. The milk drinks sets are ¥980, or ¥650 for the drink itself.

The acrylic keychains can be purchased selerately and there are four different types, featuring Mametchi, Mimitchi, Kuchipatchi, and Mimitchi. These are distributed at random, so you cannot choose which acrylic you receive at your local Momi & Toys location.

There will be limited quantities available of the sweets and the Tamagotchi goods. The sales period is Monday, January 15th, 2024 through Thursday, February 29th, 2024.

That’s not it! Momi & Toys is running a social media campaign where you can follow them on Twitter, and tweet with hashtag “#Momitoy_Tamagotchi Collaboration” and you will be entered into a lottery to win an original Tamagotchi x Momi Toys collaboration pouch! How cute? There are a total of 10 to win, and the campaign runs from Monday, January 15th, 2024 through Thursday, February 29th, 2024.

[strawberryangeldelight]

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[mergatroidster]

Bobby orders tea for his sister Bunty, while papa looks on with love

[r4bbitdragon]

ok i was excited for these two. they’re from the aiye colorful brocade series. they happened to be at a particularly good price so I picked up two at once… and happened to get the two with the most matching color scheme as well. lol. they are sisters, to me…~

also miss tigress accidentally came with two sets of her orange shoes. so i decided to have miss cat match her with them as i think it brings out her orange accents even more :)

[minzi2024]

lillie and me had a milk tea

[literallyneurodivergentandaminor]

Ichiya definitely has ADHD

One of his prominent symptoms is just memory

he will put down a guitar pick and then destroy the whole tour but just to find it seconds later

but we'll also remember a human tooth necklace (similar to a shark tooth necklace) that ikkan bought a couple months ago and knows exactly which drawer he put it in

Sometimes he gets these random urges to clean the whole entire tour bus and wash everyone's clothes and have the place spotless by 6:00 p.m.

Sometimes he comes off his very rude to people but in reality he's just very blunt and truthful he's not really good at lying

Ikkan is always the first one to arrive but ichiya is the last one to arrive because he has to go back to his apartment multiple times cuz he always forgets something and he is the last one to leave because he has to go back to the studio because he forget something

Nami Make a list of chores the band should do to keep themselves organized and busy when they're not on tour but Ichiya I'll spend 30 minutes staring at nothing because he gets overwhelmed not knowing what he should do first

He was in school for music theory but dropped out cuz he could not concentrate at all and was practically failing every class but he did have a passion for music and he felt like he didn't need a degree to be successful if you're hyper focused enough you'll get somewhere

His memory is very selective he bought Murasaki a pack of his favorite calamari chips in bulk because he said that was his favorite snack three years ago but will ask him how to spell his name again

He will pick up these random hobbies and get obsessed with them he bought a bunch of those RPG board games thinking he'd get into it it's collecting dust in the corner of his room

He has a notebook app on his phone and has random sticky notes around so when he thinks up of random lyrics and he quickly writes him down cuz he knows he's going to forget them if he doesn't

During solo interviews with a talk show host or with the reporter he will come in expecting to talk about his music in band stuff and somehow they end up having a conversation about turf war end ask the interview what weapon they mained in school, asking about their jewelry, are they married, is that their natural ink color usually he ends up interviewing the interviewer

He's very popular with a specific talk show and become a regular he even has his own segment where he interviews other celebrities about random things that just pop into his head

He doesn't want to go on medication because he believes that will ruin his ✨sparkle✨ and his charm

THIS THIS THIS THIS THIS

also also he zones out a lot when people talk to him & needs a constant stream of background noise to function/always has headphones in && he remembers people by their voice and striking characteristics like weird hair cause he cannot remember names and faces very well. also will either be earlier than ikkan to appointments or just multiple hours late. oh and his notes app is an abyss of thoughts that remain forgotten until he randomly has the urge to sort all his notes into categories and gets distracted by trying to figure out what half of that meant and/or adding more stuff to the song lyrics. on comcerts he jumps around and paces across the entire stage. and when hes thinking he bites his tongue (this ones just a. normal ichiya headcanon not adhd rel8d)

thats my 2 cents because you just. read my mind with most of these.

[vurkolakenvelopment]

[lianchuann]

why the f is shen chen so boyfriend material in chapter 6

[nanaslutt]

ʚ nsfw under the cut,, minors and ageless blogs dni

Thinking about Gojo getting you two matching Bluetooth vibrators for Valentine’s day....

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Gojo’s body jerked forward when you upped the intensity of the toy from the little remote in your pocket. The man behind the counter was turned around, pointing at some specialty dessert as he explained it, so he unfortunately missed the way Gojo’s jaw fell open in a silent moan before he corrected himself.

His jaw muscles clenched under the weight of his teeth, his eyes briefly rolling back in his head as the tight cockring vibrated intensely around his sensitive shaft, vibrating his balls along with it.

Turning his head to the side inconspicuously, Gojo gave you a malicious smile, silently cursing at you before he stuck his own hand into his pocket and gave you the same treatment.

Luckily there was no one behind you, so they were unable to see the way you fell against Gojo, your inner thighs pressing together as you gripped harshly onto the sleeve of his expensive jacket, wrinkling the material. You could feel the small bullet vibe shaking against your walls as well as the flat piece stimulating your clit, pressing firmly against it. 

“I-“ Gojo cleared his throat before he finished speaking, noticing how hoarse and unused it sounded. “I’ll take that one, and the brown sugar boba milk t-tea.” Gojo smiled politely, his muscles flexing under your arm.

You gripped him harder, praying he would take mercy on you and order for you with the state you were in. 

Unfortunately for you, Gojo was at his limit as well. He was worried if he tried to speak for you he would cum in his pants before he even finished ordering. "What about you baby?" He asked, looking down at you, trying to turn his head as far to the side in your direction and away from the cashier as possible. This fucking asshole.

Swallowing hard, you went to open your mouth when you shut it just as fast. Gojo had started to slide the intensity up and down, up and down in a wave-like motion, making you feel weak in the knees. Biting your lip as inconspicuously as possible, you stuck your hand out in front of you and waved it, dismissing the attention on yourself by feigning like you didnt want anything.

Gojo smiled to himself when you started repeatedly tapping agaisnt his arm, silently begging him to turn down the vibrator as he took out his wallet to pay. Wanting to show you could be could, you turned him down as well, which made his body visibly relax.

Gojo cracked his neck to the side before he tapped his card quickly and shoved his card back into the sleeve before he turned the intensity of your own vibrator down, to match your energy. Gojo grimaced when he felt a fat bead of pre-cum spill out from his cock, undoubtedly staining the inside of his boxers even more. The softer intensity was arguably more painful and hard to endure than the faster one. The soft, barely there vibrations made his cock throb, begging for more.

After waving thanks to the worker, Gojo turned the two of you around and walked you over a few steps to the side of the building, letting you lean back against it. You took the opportunity to squeeze his arm hard, your lip trembling as you turned your face away from the street and buried it in his arm. "Satoru take me home right now." You begged your hands shaking as you gripped onto him, your legs matching.

Gojo looked down at you and cooed before biting his lip. Caressing the side of your face Gojo made you look up at him, his blue eyes finding yours from under his dark shades. "You sure? Seems like you were havin' fun teasing me back there. Almost came in my pants in front of that poor guy." He joked, his cock throbbing at your pathetic and desperate face.

"Toru, please. Please take me home right now I- I can't stand anymore." You begged the fabric wrinkling under your fingers more. With a soft kiss to the top of your head, you were lifted into Gojo's arms in a princess carry as he started off in the direction of the nearest alleyway so he could teleport the two of you home without being seen. "You can dish it but you can't take it huh princess? Did I play with you too much?" Gojo whispered as he strolled down the sidewalk. 

You nodded into the crook of his neck, ignoring his irritating words. "Don't worry baby, I'll fuck you nice and good when we get home." He reassured you, making you whimper in response before Gojo turned abruptly and walked into the dark shade of the alleyway. He leaned his face close to yours before he added, "But the vibrator is staying inside."

[starrysunbeam]

~your ic & creature comforts~

the imum coeli (aka 4th house) in your natal chart speaks to how you were raised, family dynamics, and domestic life.

i also think it tells us about our comfort zone, what feels like a safe space & soothes our soul.

below are my interpretations of each ic sign’s “creature comforts”. take what resonates.

aries ic ~

reality or competition tv, sports games, car rides, coffee and energy drinks, fast food

taurus ic ~

leftovers, snacks, cooking, body care (lotions, bath bombs, etc), naps, gardening, pets or farm animals, candles

gemini ic ~

podcasts, museum/zoo trips, intimate gatherings, journaling, gossiping with friends

cancer ic ~

plushies, milk or tea, ice cream, blankets, record player, cuddling with a loved one

leo ic ~

movies, cartoons, haircare, board games, making art

virgo ic ~

books, pets, puzzles, podcasts, knitting, indoor plants

libra ic ~

romcoms, perfumes, sleepovers, baking, redecorating, yoga, beauty regimens

scorpio ic ~

tarot, s*x toys, horror movies, blogging or writing in a diary, pinterest, chocolate

sagittarius ic ~

camping, vacations, hosting dinner parties, fishing or hunting, souvenirs, collectibles

capricorn ic ~

wine & dine, watching the news, chess or other strategic games, crystals, coffee

aquarius ic ~

video games, anime, online shopping, facetime, blogging

pisces ic ~

meditating, incense, listening to their playlists, swimming or going to the beach, time with grandmother or older family members, painting, adult coloring books

[safemaryamsfamilysblog]

Don't ignore this post, you are definitely a merciful person.🚨

We have run out of milk and diapers and I can't find anyone to help us buy these things and the prices are very high. A pack of diapers is about 50 euros and milk is 20 euros. This is my little girl who is suffering from the horrors of war like all the children of Gaza. There are no toys, no food, and no water to help raise her. Where are you, people of living consciences? A call to you.

@nabulsi27 @90-ghost @palestinegenocide @orbleglorb @palebluebutler @pallasisme @fallahifag @vakarians-babe @sayruq @fairuzfakhira @northgazaupdates2 @plomegranate

@apollos-boyfriend

@riding-with-the-wild-hunt

@queerstudiesnatural

@palestinegenocide @orblink

@sar-soor @appsa @akajustmerry

@annoyingloudmicrowavecultist @feluka-blog-blog @marnotrawienie @el-shango-drew-and-shot @sayruq @tortiefrancis @flower-tea-fairies @tsaricides @riding-with-the-wild-hunt @vivisection-gf @belleandsaintsebastian @ear-motif @ibtisamsa @animental @kordeliiius @communist-hatsunemiku @brutaliakhoa @raelyn-dreams @troythecatfish @the -bastard-king @tamamita @4ft10tvlandfangirl @queerstudiesnatural @northgazaupdates2 @90-ghost @skatezophrenic @awetistic-things @gentl3m4n @baby-girl-aaron-dessner

[rinnstars]

(cherish) my love!

treasuring how youre always there for him

itoshi rin x reader: sugary-sweet fluff, slight insecurity on his part, rins pov, not proofread + likes n reblogs r appreciated! <3

maybe, he’s getting to used to this - your hands brushing through his hair as he lies on your chest humming to the rhythm of your heartbeat that syncs with him, his bed that no longer fits just him with a dent reminding him of your constant presence in his life as you constantly orbit around his world, his bag that changed from a plain black bag to one that featured silly keychains that hung your favourite character’s plushie and whatnot that matched perfectly with yours.

sure, he can barely remember the days you weren’t here, having being friends with him since you two were kids with you having been assigned as the so-called “good kid” to deal with him who was deemed the “troublemaker”. sitting with you during playtime felt natural, chatting about strange topics as you smile and laughed at his weird phrasings that soon transitioned to sitting right beside him again for years straight in school, and now right beside him on his bed - it must be fate he thinks. the world has dictated you to be with him for the rest of yours and his life, he thinks, the one good thing that has came out of this life. you were here when those kids at the playground shunned him and outcasted him for being a little (very) destructive to their toys choosing to sit down and chat with him at the swings, you were there in his room during that winter where he could barely look at you through his swollen and red eyes as you visit him everyday without fail despite the heavy snow that flooded his windows, you were there when he lost to isagi in that match as tears streamed down that shined underneath the moonlight into the milk tea you bought him as you two walked back home slowly with yours and his playlist in the background that strangely calmed him. youre the only constant in his life, even more than his brother that he swore would be a permanent in his life with a naive pinkie promise, even more than his parents that seem to come home less and less as each competition passes by, even more than his teammates that whispers about him behind his back that he pretends to ignore as he leaves to meet you at the bus stop.

he doesn’t know what he would do if you one day leave - whether that is leaving japan to go overseas to study that he knows logically would be beneficial to you, whether that is by time and distance that people say is inevitable and unpreventable, or worst simply because you fell out of love with him. hes selfish, but not stupid - he knows hes not exactly the best boyfriend, sometimes he gets too engrossed in his passion and loses touch with reality and neglect you even with your head on his shoulder, he knows hes not exactly the best at expressing himself even despite you being here since the very beginning, and he knows you can do better than him.

but for now, he thinks he’ll treasure every sign of presence of you. he’ll keep those silly trinkets you pass to him, each a sign of love that he cherishes no matter how small - paper hearts and rings you fold right next to him during class whenever you get bored of listening as he sits beside you playing another game underneath his desk, keychains you and him get from claw machines or as rewards from the arcade that he puts in a special little box placed right on his table that is his real treasure, sweets that you introduced to him that got him addicted to the flavourful and sugary-sweet burst as he can’t help but bite into it every time that resemble the burst of butterflies in his stomach and burst in his heart whenever he sees you at the bus stop every morning. he’ll treasure every single non-physical sign of love too - playlist on spotify that he downloaded and play every day in his ear piece that he is practically addicted to, kisses that he can still feel the touch of your lips on his every morning that leaves a invisible mark on his lips and his heart, time you take out of your life to be with him, lunch with him in class rather than with your other friends, waiting for him to finish football practice that could have been used to sleep soundly in your room rather than the old seats in the school that leaves your back sore. he’ll memorise every single moment with you - your first kiss right at the bus stop you still meet at every morning at the place he religiously stands at as he waits for you to reach running as you “woke up late again”, every lunch break with you right beside him eating food you and him respectively brought from home from biscuits to packed bento boxes or just a sweet treat of sugary buttery bread respectively talking about everything and anything that he feels like his true self, every date no matter where: arcade as you two play game whilst he tries his best to impress, in his or your room just basking in your presence, at the playground with convenience store food, cafes that you somehow know, library as he stare at your focused face whilst studying as he resist the urge to kiss you again. and he’ll keep you in his heart for the rest of eternity - each bite and kiss on his neck and lips transfer right onto his secretly glass-like heart that yearns for a little more, each merging of hands that gets his heart pumping at how your hands fit perfectly with his like two puzzle piece matching, and each time your heart syncs with him as he listens to your heart whether in class or right in his room where no one else is here but you and him.

the future is uncertain - glancing at the suitcase that is still messy and open from his recent visit back home from blue lock with his pxg jersey right on you that fits you strangely well he thinks with bright red ears and cheeks, glancing at your changing self with different hair and glasses than the last time he saw you that he wished to experience with you, but he hopes no matter what, that necklace you share with him with a heart, no, his very own heart hanging right onto your neck will stay there forever.

and now, all he can do is to show you back the same dedication, to stay right beside you, to be yours until the end of time as you had always been. he’ll be your supporting figure in your life - staying right beside you until late in the library and walk you right back home, helping you carry groceries and your school bag as you go wherever, walk with you until the end of the earth if you simply asked him to without asking why. he’ll show it to the best he can - wearing and hanging every single gift you give him: keychains, silly bracelets, and every kiss that litters on him that leaves a purple blue mark. and he’ll tell it to you - through love letters in sticky notes or right on the school foolscap paper that reads the words hes too shy and afraid to say that translates his deep unspoken devotion and love to you, through compliments and i love yous that he promises doesn’t reveal the true extent of his feelings for you either seeming too shallow and superficial to underscore the grip you have on his heart and lungs, with his actions: dropping to his knees to tie your shoe lace, letting you do whatever to him from hair clips in his hair to painting his nails to piggy back rides he doesn’t want to admit sends him practically into cardiac arrest. he might not be perfect, far from it in his insecurity mind that creeps and bites away at every sweet moment, criticising his every move - but for you, he’ll keep trying as much as he does for football to be the only one for you. he’ll memorise every bit of you - your favourite food and orders at shops you frequent with him kept in the notes app in his phone that is underneath a layer of password, the exact shape and mould of your body that he melts his hand right into on afternoons like this where you’re within arms range as he embraces you, each and every of your small quirk - from the way your voice leaves your mouth so sweetly and perfectly as though youre carved and made y god himself, from the way you move that has him hypnotised, from the way you look at him that dries his mouth and practically sends him right into heaven. he’ll serve you as a knight would - carry all your things without hesitation as you two walk out of class on top of the strangely heavy school bag on his shoulder, shield you with an umbrella from the cold and harsh rain that leaves the other him completely drenched as you reach completely dry, hell, he’ll ride his bicycle. with you right beside him hugging him that practically could leave his nose bleeding.

he may not be the best boyfriend, but he’ll do whatever it takes to be the only one you’ll ever have - your name practically tattooed right inside his heart and brain with not a single spot for anyone else in his life that he built a wall sky high to protect his heart, the key to his world given right to you and several others just in case you lose it, and your face in his mind every single second on the field with only a wish to do it for you with every step and every kick that lands right into the goalpost. now that he knows what loneliness is like, the days in blue lock where he can only see you through photos you so kindly send him, he doesn’t ever want this to change no matter how selfish it is - he thinks he might simply die from heartbreak alone with you being his real heart compared to his biological one, he thinks he’ll practically be left a shell of his previous ambitious self practically wasting his life away in his room listening to that playlist as he lies right with his own blood pooling around him with his guts and organs strewn a haphazardly around him as though hes back on that field that winter, he’ll no longer be itoshi rin, anyone but his true self that he can be only with you.

but for now, he’ll bury his head right into your chest, your hands still ruffling with his hair, ignoring the thoughts in his mind in favour of your heartbeat that still syncs up with his, melting right into this moment.