#we r cheering u on!

[stinkybrowndogs]

Everyone look at this freaky little cat my friend adopted. Her name is Lambchop and she is a Mess™️

[shima-draws]

Just got back from seeing Sonic 3 and HOOOOOOLY SHIT y’all. Oh my fucking god. OH my god. Ohhhh my g o d

[popponn]

a boyfriend package. [itoshi rin x reader]

summary: itoshi rin is good at soccer. itoshi rin is not good at jokes and cheering up, but for you, he tries anyway. (aka, you are stressed and rin is there.)

notes: this fic had so much thought but the main is "if you have itoshi rin on your side you could probably do anything". to everyone at uni and school, good luck. warning: other than minor curses, none. fluff, reader's gender unspecified, post canon au, reader is a student struggling against exams & essays.

“You are not done yet?”

You, a student who had probably resembled a zombie more at this point, lift your head up from the materials you were supposed to finish within two days. There were certainly other problems you were facing, however, you had no strength to gaze at them at the moment. Instead, you landed your eyes on your boyfriend, leaning against the doorway of your room with two cups of store-bought coffee. Which was hilarious—Itoshi Rin, a solid football career, an aloof reputation which was very true, and no educational deadline because of said football career.

Wait—does Itoshi Rin even drink coffee?

Your brain couldn’t really remember that piece of information.

It could curse out your very lovely and handsome Rin out of envy though. You wished him a very slow internet connection until your freedom next week.

Hearing how the voices in your head had started complete nonsense, you shook your head and returned your focus back to the wall of letters that didn’t seem to have an end in front of you. It would be better for you to save your words and thoughts for this seemingly unending hurdle, instead of using it to say things about the very kind Rin who bought you coffee.

Though, you did remember what one of his friends posted on Finestagram yesterday. A picture of a bunch of guys having fun outside. A hand around his shoulder in an act of friendliness and a very clear time that was spent pleasantly. Without pressure too, on top of that. Fuck—you tried not to cry—you are so jealous of them.

“Hey, did you hear me?”

Oh, right.

You forgot to reply to him.

“Not yet,” you smiled bitterly, “there are still some more left.”

Which was an understatement. Around two thick piles of papers awaited you.

As it was, Rin didn’t even bat an eyelash at your response nor to the faraway look you gave to the tower of books on your desk. He, however, did put a cup of coffee right beside your left hand. On that cup, a smiling mascot with a peanut shape said something about enjoying your time. You didn’t know if the correct choice to that was to bawl or to laugh like a madman.

You were half-asleep after eight hours of cramming and your brain felt like it was burning. In the end, even a tear or a chuckle was a bit beyond your capability at this point.

“…hey,” Rin said again, flatly. A hand awkwardly placed itself on one of your shoulders.

“You sure say a lot of ‘hey’ today,” you noted, leaning your head, slotting it on his stomach. His muscles were hard, but the proximity did comfort you. “…what is it though?”

“…if I drive, and you say ‘stop, deer’,” Rin began awkwardly, out of nowhere with a voice that trembled slightly as if he was under an incredible weight, “I will say ‘yes honey’.”

You stopped breathing at what he just said. No matter how scattered your brain was, you immediately snapped him a bewildered look. You knew you were on the verge of insanity, but Rin—

“What.”

You had been dating him for two years and more and Rin—as much as you love him—is definitely not a joke guy. Did he got possessed? Was it because he drank coffee?

As you ransacked your brain for an answer, you watched an explosion of red on Rin’s face reaching his neck. As that hue stayed on his face, unbudging, Rin’s face turned sour and darkened as he muttered some violating insults that seemed to be directed at Bachira and Otoya.

You raised an eyebrow at that. “Rin. What? Huh?” you repeated, trying to grasp the situation. “Who put you into this?”

You knew you were risking your study in what could end up being a prologue to two murder cases, but that joke was bad enough that it restarted your brain. You would risk a 4-hour delay because honestly what could make Itoshi Rin joke—

Oh.

As the silence between Rin and you stretched, you realized how he seemed to lose the courage to see you in the eye. A red face that was as bashful as it looked like a face belonging to a terrible stomachache patient, yet the comforting pressure Rin gave to your shoulder as he rubbed his thumb—suddenly, it was as clear as day.

This fine dumbass of yours was trying to cheer you up, it seemed.

You laughed out loud at that—perhaps a bit too high-pitched with too much wheezing. However, imagining Rin taking a page from his friends’ books—fuck you hate those words so much still right now but yet—just to cheer you up, it is adorable. And, Rin seemed to accept your ugly chortles as his eyes finally moved to you again.

“Did—” you wheezed again, your whole body still shaking as you pressed your chin to his hip. The smell of Rin’s detergent was your preferred fragrance, widening your smile even more, “—did Bachira and Otoya put you into this? Is that why you cussed them out?”

“Don’t come up with your own conclusion,” Rin scolded with a tone that spelled out relief and fondness.

“Then, what is it? Tell me—you just made a joke. A pun. That’s something,” you teased. In the back of your mind, a heavy static was still present, yet you really couldn’t mind their presence with Rin beside you like this.

Rin grunted and messed up your head, looking down at you with a look that was certainly too soft for his cold & cool guy brand. “Shut up. That’s none of your business.”

“Aw, come on! Tell me!” you protested. Rin shook you off as you started to try and pull his cheeks with your grubby hands. Walking away, he pulled a stool that he had left behind in your room after his tenth visit to your house many months ago.

“No,” Rin said curtly, leaving no room for protest as he tapped your laptop screen lightly. “Now get back to studying.”

At the reminder, it was your turn to wear a sour glum on your face. “Ugh.”

He glared half-heartedly at you. Bumping a knee against your chair slightly. “Don’t fucking say ‘ugh’.”

“But…” you wanted to say that you still wanted to tease him a bit more. You wanted to just do something with him a bit longer. Returning to the passage of curses meant that you couldn’t do that.

Rin looked at you for a moment. You couldn’t fathom what went through in his mind as you glanced at him. However, whatever it was, it pushed Rin to get his face closer to you.

Then, before you could even react to it, Rin pressed a light kiss on top of your forehead.

It was soundless in the way it was surprising. Your eyes were wide as Rin pulled away and returned to his previous position. This time, the red hue and his inability to look you in the eye returned. Looking towards anywhere but you, Rin perched his chin on top of his palm.

“Hurry up and study,” Rin ordered once again. “I will accompany you today, so stop whining.”

There was a prime chance for you to tease him about not practicing instead. Yet, for a solid 30 seconds, all your brain had become was a mush and an incoherent noise. Rin probably should take some responsibility and you should demand so—

Yet, you could only smile and return to your study. Hooking your ankle with one of Rin’s just so you could feel him close still.

“You owe me a kiss and a treat after this.”

“I bought you coffee already.”

“Oh, Rin—come on, I need motivation—”

“Fucking finish it first.”

Afterward, you pulled out a miracle by finishing everything within 3 hours and the rest was history.

[deus-ex-mona]

sorry, chizuutan, may you have better luck with your next oshi </3

[pcktknife]

if you havent heard em all. all versions are on the wiki on the side banner. music player's at the bottom (^^)

[aropride]

just got my test results back i do not have thyroid problems 🎉

[petrichorium]

someone hands shanks a shank. who is the most likely person he’s going after and do you stop him?

I mean right now it seems to be kid and yes I’m stopping him—

Real answer is I think he’s going after one of his officers for the lols (probably Beckman) and I am not stopping him bc I would stand a greater chance of getting myself stabbed than helping Beck 😭😭😭 it does nothing

[sunmisbf]

this is making me cry

[milkbreadtoast]

CHEERFUL HAPPY GO LUCKY RECKLESS IDIOT TYPE CHARAS WHO R REVEALED TO BE DEALING WITH DEPRESSION/LOSS BUT TRY TO FORCE THEMSELVES TO SMILE THRU IT

[pup-pee]

i drew this last yr & i have no idea whats happening

like ik theres words n stuff i just dont get y i drew it,,,also its drawn on tt so like wtf

pretty sure morishiges saying; "wait a few secs b4 u kill some1 else?!"

mori; "i want more pictures"

kiz; "no u homo, weve discussed this i need 2 keep killing or it messes up my sleep schedule"

THEN 4 SOME REASON "uve seen jjba yk how this goes" IDK WHAT THIS MEANS OR THE REFERENCE IM MAKING

anyways heres kizashige shit from 2022

[achqn]

i always forgot to post something and reblogging wavewave stuff and others n I intend to make my first post with whistle baby Josh meme but here me out bcs it's important. Really

I remember a year before G1 got adapted there's this ad where Soundwave was a leader of Decepticons instead of Megs cmiiw then there's that latest issue of Skybound... Man got what he was supposed to be..his first role..

[lighthouseas]

hi bee!! 💌

ps i love ur new theme <3

WAYLI!!! waddup!! and thank u so much, i'm rather fond of it myself :)

oh wayli wayward-sherlock....my hair and height twin....puts my head in my hands. sobs. you are SO talented. at everything you do. i swear to god u have the biggest massivest brain EVER. you are so creative and everything you post is like. okay i have never thought of this before but now that i am. i am Never going to stop thinking about it. like. the cowboy au you wrote? im still going insane over it. you are SUCH a gifted writer like. mark my words when i find the time i am going to sit down and read every fic on your ao3 because i cannot get enough of everything you think of and write in that gigantic brain of yours. also, you are??? SO kind??? like you have such a positive and chill presence. i feel like i could just. sit in comfortable silence with you. i know that sounds weird but it's true. you're so chill and nice and easy to talk to. actually, i could just sit and listen to you talk about all of your ideas forever and ever because they're all so interesting and i love seeing you post about them and i love seeing you on the dash and in my notes because you are so so so awesome and cool <333333 *gives you all of the virtual hugs*. anyway. bottom line i am a massive wayli fan and so overjoyed to be mutuals with you <33

mutuals send me a 💌 and i'll tell you something i love about you

[dawnlotus1]

@viv-weylin

every healer has their purpose

[rotdotmp3]

as wikiguys who were more into individual scps & pieces of writing interacting with satellite fandom where the focus is on individual characters is interesting & in some ways alienating

[deus-ex-mona]

petition to let them fight over the ichigo au lait

[nomaishuttle]

hi guys