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#i'll cry
ode2rin · 1 year
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it's all me, just don't go
pairing. itoshi rin x gn!reader
genre. post-argument, hurt/comfort this time (^o^) | fluff too actually (?)
warnings. swearing, and probably a lil ooc rin .. well he's a bit of a loser here (i like loser men) this is also not proofread basically wrote it on a whim T_T i also listened to "afterglow" by taylor swift while writing hehe so it's a bit inspired to that
note. it's the part 2 of this | i'm supposed to be figuring this whole platform out but instead made a part 2 of the rin fic bec he got me in chokehold istg
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before you could make up your mind, you felt the door knob twisting, startling you. you froze, heart pounding against your chest. as the door swung open, it revealed a distraught rin hastily trying to wear his coat.
your eyes locked with his, and for a moment, you were both suspended in time.
itoshi rin was not known for being a man of many words, but for you, he rehearsed every possible apology he could think of as he’ll search for you in every street around. he would’ve apologized a hundred times over if it meant you would return home to him. if you’re not ready to come home with him, he’ll leave you alone. he’ll leave the apartment, if it means you’ll stay where he knows you’re safe. he’ll tell you he’ll be good for you. fuck, he’ll be the best for you. he would have changed his ways, toned down his ego, anything to prove his love to you. he’ll tell you anything, just please, for the love of whatever divine forces watching over him, please come home.
he prepared a lot to say, a lot to make up for. he never prepared for a staring contest with you right now. rin’s hands ached to hold you. he wants – needs to fucking hold you so close, feel your warmth and know that you were still his. but every thought and intention he had practiced vanished in the face of your presence, leaving him at a loss for words.
rin saw the hurt in your eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt in his chest. he had hurt you, and seeing the pain written so plainly on your face made him ache inside.
but the hurt in you was no longer remnants of the argument you had, it was because of your lover standing in front of you right now.
as rin’s eyes met yours, you noticed that his eyes were slightly red-rimmed and there was a streak of dried tears in his cheeks.  at the realization that rin had been crying, you felt your heart lay down in pieces. you knew how rin’s mind tends to jump into the brinks of overthinking. he must’ve thought you’re never coming back, hence him leaving the apartment and going after you.
the sight of him was far from what the world thought about itoshi rin. this was no egoist. 
no, this was a man, vulnerable and afraid, his heart laid bare for you to see. 
and in that moment, you knew, no longer a shred of doubt clouding your mind, that you definitely seen past beyond his walls.
you wasted no time breaking the suffocating silence that enveloped you both, your voice low and small as you uttered a timid “hi.” you couldn't bear to look into rin's eyes, instead opting to cast your gaze downward as you tried to form coherent sentences. “i'm sorry for leaving,” you managed to say, your words strained with regret. “i just needed some fresh air, and i thought maybe you wanted some time alone. i'm sorry–”
before you could continue, rin's towering frame engulfed you in a tight embrace. you felt his arms wrap around you protectively, and you couldn't help but lean into him. "you have nothing to apologize for, it was on me," rin murmured, his voice soft and laced with guilt. he wondered why the hell were you even apologizing when you had done nothing wrong but love him, despite being a huge asshole.
you were about to reply, but rin beat you to it, his words tumbling out in a jumbled mess. "i'm so fucking sorry, baby. i didn't mean any of the shit i told you. i'm sorry i hurt you. i lashed out at you for things you never did, and i took it out on you because i was scared over something so fucking lukewarm." you could hear the sniffling between his words, but you didn't mention it, instead burying your face further into his chest as he held you tighter.
rin's grip on you intensified, as if he was afraid he'd lose you if he let go. he took your silence as a cue to cradle your face in his palms and press your foreheads together, his warm breath fanning across your face.
“i’m sorry. i’ll be good to you, y/n. just please, don’t leave..” me. rin couldn't bring himself to say it, the mere thought of losing you driving him to the brink of madness.
he closed his eyes, unwilling to see your face and see a trace of rejection or any thought of you leaving him. for a moment, it felt like rin couldn't even breathe. the silence between you was again suffocating, and he knew he needed to hear something, anything. "please, y/n. say something," he implored, desperation evident in his tone.
“open your eyes, rinnie” at the sound of his nickname rolling off your lips, he hesitantly opened his eyes to look at you. 
glad he did, because you’re smiling. 
it took one smile. one fucking smile from you, and itoshi rin felt he can breathe again. 
“will you let me let you go?” 
“fuck no.”
you let out a small chuckle at the speed of his answer, all with his familiar snarky voice. you placed your hands in his cheeks and you can see the relief wash over rin's face at the gesture. 
he looks at you as if you're his lifeline, and in this moment, you are.
“you better not. because i’m not going anywhere, rin.” you say, your voice filled with conviction.
“i'm never letting you go,” he whispers, his eyes still locked onto yours.
you both stay like that, wrapped in each other's arms, basking in the warmth of your embrace. for the first time in a while, everything feels right.
tomorrow, you know there will be more apologies and a lot of talking. tomorrow, both of you will try harder to be better for each other. and tomorrow, hand in hand, you and rin will face whatever lies ahead.
but tonight, both of you will let your fragile hearts hold on to each other and your frantic minds to be at peace in each other’s arms. tonight, itoshi rin will spend every second convincing himself that you’re his to love and here to stay. tonight, he will love you better.
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buckttommy · 18 days
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i can't stop thinking about tommy touching buck gently, reverently. whether he's dragging his lips down the column of his throat just to hear the sounds he makes, or tracing the curve of his body with his tongue just to taste him, or spanning his hands over the expanse of his thighs, just touching, just because, until buck is shifting and breathing heavily beneath him, or holding him from behind while he cooks, i just love the idea of tommy being extremely tactile, extremely intentional in the way he touches him, and buck just lighting the fuck up and soaking it in every single time
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xinesthetic · 1 year
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What if BSD season 4 is going to be monochrome till the moment Fukuzawa gifts Ranpo his glasses. And then it's suddenly full of color. What if
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iamheretodomythingrip · 3 months
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In the italian dub, Charlie calls Vaggie "Baby chick" when she sees her wings
And I think that's beautiful
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echelorn · 11 months
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By Gintama standards, this just made them official 
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whattheheckmidoriya · 5 months
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Post-war Levi finding comfort in the things he can do to make your life a bit easier, his silent way of thanking you for the love and care you've bestowed upon him.
A warm bath drawn after a long day. Lunch is neatly packed for you to take before leaving for work. The pile of clean clothes you'd been procrastinating on now neatly folded and tucked into your drawers. That book you've been wanting to delve into now sits on your bedside table along with a carefully steeped cup of tea. 🫶🏼💖
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softhairedhotch · 6 months
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thinking about sleepy!aaron who sleeptalks from time to time when he’s deep in dreamland, but most often he’ll start murmuring straight nonsense the moment his head hits the pillow with how exhausted he is after like a week long case or something. Your hand in his hair and the exhaustion in his bones, like sand in his brain, he thinks he’s talking to you about the case but really 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫🥱🥱 he’s saying something like “aarghhnun bee-belommy reasure lowwnnddd” and you’re like “okay sweetheart we’ll how about we just get you out of that suit. Peeling it off of his poor tired body and letting him finally hit the bed like a magnet for 10 hours <3333
this is genuinely the cutest thing ever. i loooooove sleepy aaron sooo so much, he's adorable <3
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he's really tryna talk to you about the case but the moment he knows he's free from work and cuddled up in your arms, his mind immediately switches off and works at half a mile an hour, so he's just babbling nonsense and letting out cute relaxed sighs as he quickly drifts off <33 he wakes up after what feels like years and having no memory of even gettin home, just that he knew he felt so warm and safe :')
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bu-blegh-ost · 10 months
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Ayoooo look! It's the crew!!!!
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napsaps-archive · 1 year
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dream-core. If you even care
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coldshrugs · 6 months
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@sunshinemage blessed me with this gorgeous portrait of io 🥺 thank you rory, ily!
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toastery · 7 months
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i rmbr when this tag had less than 20 fics 🤧🤧
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datbugboi7 · 19 days
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Drawing the sillies again :)
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buckttommy · 1 month
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gavin's voice is so deep now how is this the same little boy that said "do dogs know they're dogs" oh my fucking god
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leneisdown · 7 months
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Thinkin bout Noah in these glasses
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orange-pheels · 2 months
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(it's exam season for me so here's a very shitty imagine)
Trying to study and getting stressed & anxious because I can't memorise this shit for the life of me and she walks towards me with a sigh. She pats my head and leans down to kiss me, her hands pressing my shoulders and neck soothingly to make me relax. She slowly puts her legs on either side of me and settles gently into my lap, kissing me deeper, as her hands wander all over my arms and quickly slip under the hem of my shirt.
I moan into her mouth the moment her cold fingers grab my sides.
Do you want to take a break, baby?
I make a face, still worried about everything I need to cover. Her hand finds my breast, and she gives a soft squeeze, flicking her thumb over a nipple, and my skin gets goosebumps in familiar anticipation. She smiles. She knows how I melt under her. She grabs my chin and twists my head to the side. Then leans forward, sucks on my ear and says,
You've been doing so well, let me help you rest a little.
I curse in a whisper and connect our lips again, my hands involuntarily getting hold of her neck and waist. Oh, how grateful I am to have my love.
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titanicrisings · 20 days
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WILLIAM EKLUND 1ST CAREER HATTRICK ON HAT NIGHT 👒👒👒🏒🏒🏒
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