#rimi writes

[mamawasatesttube]

an excerpt of tim car fic wip :)

“My goddamn luck,” Tim mutters. He made such a point of being ready to change his tires on the side of the road, and then his stupid jack gave out on him. This is so stupid.

He rocks back on his heels and kicks at the gravel and pebbles in the dirt. It’s hot as hell, and he’s stuck on the side of the road. He can get back in the car, but that won’t help with the tire situation.

He looks back down at the offending jack, scrunching up his face with displeasure, and—

“Ohhh, come on!”

There’s grass stains on his cargo shorts now, just to add insult to injury. Tim throws up his hands and stalks a few meters away, blows out a breath, and sets his hands on his hips as he stares across the pasture. That one cow is staring at him again.

Ugh. So he’s got two options. He can call roadside assistance—which he really doesn’t want to do—or he can just…

Yeah, there’s only one real option.

Tim stalks back to the Redbird, opens the passenger side door, and clambers in. It’s getting hot in here already, though it’s still blessedly cooler than outside; he wipes his sweaty hands on his shorts and grabs his phone.

Kon picks up on the second ring. “Helloooo, sunshine! How’s Gotham’s most irresistable little freaknugget doing this fine afternoon?”

Mood already lifting, Tim wrinkles his nose. “What did you just—? Don’t say that again.”

Kon’s laughter rings out, a bright, clear peal even through the phone. “Whatever you say, babycakes. What’s up?”

Tim can just picture him lounging indolently back in midair, tossing one leg over another and resting his cheek in his palm. It’s amazing what just the sound of Kon’s voice does for Tim’s temper.

“I’m having an… issue,” Tim says. Clears his throat. It’s a little embarrassing. “That I could, uh. Use some assistance with.”

Kon’s voice is sharper, more alert. “An issue? What happened? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Tim hastily assures. “I just, uh. Well. I’ve run into a sort of… problem.”

“What do you mean, a problem?”

Tim’s face is hot. This is so stupid. “Um. A… scenario. Of the suboptimal variety.”

Kon exhales. “Rob, for the love of god. I’m gonna call you a freaknugget again if you don’t actually elaborate in the next ten seconds.”

Tim huffs. “Okay, don’t do that. Fine. I have, uh… I kind of have a flat tire.” This is mortifying. “And I know I said I expected that, with the experimental tires. But my dumb hydraulic jack has a leak. So I can’t fix it. So.”

A pause.

And then, to Tim’s indignation, Kon giggles.

“Oh my god, Tim, you had me worried for a second there!” Tim can hear his grin in his voice. “I’ll be there in just a sec, sweet cheeks. Sit tight and look pretty, okay?”

Tim rolls his eyes, but since it’s just a phone call, he doesn’t bother trying to mask his smile. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. …Thanks, Kon.”

“Anytime.” And then the line clicks off.

[argentoau]

me right after reading sotm chapter 8: google search: cow..... google search: cow profile

[ireallyamabear]

absolutely my favourite unhinged leftist activist group modern au

[loisinherlane]

@mamawasatesttube going off about Robin Kon and making me need to write things...

Conner Wayne is supposedly a distant relative of Bruce's. He met Tim a few times while Tim had been staying at Wayne Manor. He's accompanying Bruce to the funeral. These are the facts that Bruce had laid out, and Kon had memorized them well.

He hopes he won't have to use them at all, as he doesn't think he can handle it. Tim's father went for an open casket, which is all well and good, since the gas didn't seem to damage the outside. The boy lying in the casket looks perfectly fine, except for the fact that he's dead.

The eyes are closed, which is probably for the best, since that would only hammer home how dead he was, but Kon feels bitter about it. Even in death, he'd never gotten to look him in the eyes. There are pictures of Tim Drake lining the walls, a baby in his mother's arms, a little boy holding an action figure, an older boy dressed for a middle school graduation. They all have bright eyes.

Kon can't show an excess of grief. Bruce had given a whole speech before they left about an acceptable amount of emotion to show. Conner may have known Tim, but he didn't know him well enough to break down at his funeral.

It felt blatantly untrue. Kon knew Tim. Well, he'd known Robin, which was mostly the same thing. Except it wasn't. Kon knew the leader, the bossy, stubborn, independent Wonder Boy. Rob recorded his show for him. Rob yelled at him when he did something reckless in the field. Rob always had to be right. Kon had never met Tim Drake, who by all accounts was a bright, personable young man. He could be a bit of a dork himself, judging by the photos and stories his friends were telling, but he wasn't much like the guy Kon knew as Robin.

They were the same boy. Tim had just had to hide, from both sides. Kon wished he could have met Tim.

Tim's father keeps his wheelchair next to the casket, so when Bruce goes up to say his condolences and Kon follows, he comes face-to-face with the man Tim had given his life for. They don't look too much alike. They have the same dark hair, and there's something in the set of the eyes that makes Kon see Tim forty years from now. Tim will never reach forty years from now.

"Conner met Tim a few times," Bruce is saying. "He had to express how sorry he was."

"Yeah," Kon says absently. "I'm... I'm sorry. He seemed like a nice guy. I wanted to see him again the next time I visited."

Tim's father doesn't really smile, but he nods. "If only Robin had saved him instead of me," he says.

"If only," Kon thinks, hating this man for something Tim had done. He can't say it. He stays quiet.

[misspickman]

thinking once again about how bad megfitzs tim characterization is. welcome to my hater hour

[rimi-drabbles]

Tags : Fairy Taehyung, Vampire Jungkook, Hurt/Comfort, lots of hurt/comfort, happy ending, opposite attracts.

“Jungkook! Look I grew a dandelion!!!” Tae spoke excitedly, passing the small flower to his vamp boyfriend.

Jk's smile turns into one of sadness when the flower died on his palms.

“Oh no“ Jk chuckled.

“I'm a undead, baby ofc it'll dīe in my hands“

The flower fairy pouted at that, looking at the vampire.

Jungkook smiles at him with assurance, nothing that the fairy ever grew lived in Jungkook’s hands.

They are polar opposite, one who's whole existence lays in nature and liveliness.

and another who's life rests in deaths and loneliness.

Taehyung lives on all the good things existing in this world.

While, Jungkook lives on all the bad things existing in this world.

Taehyung is spring while Jungkook is autumn.

A new beginning and a awaited ending.

They are two sides of a coin. Like ying and yang.

Like earth and sky.

And maybe that's why they fit so good despite being the puzzle pieces of two different pictures.

Their half make a whole.

Of course, at times, the difference makes their appearances.

On nights like Jungkook metaphorically glows and want to explore the world and Taehyung has lost so much of his energy to even move a muscle.

On days when Taehyung wants to lay under meadows and Jungkook is too afraid to kīll everything around him to join him.

On days like those, the differences between them becomes a little more evident.

The differences between their nature becomes a little more evident.

On times like today, the difference between their nature seems to be the villian of their love story.

“It's not fair” Taehyung whines, glaring at the dead flower on Jungkook’s hand.

As if his glare would magically bring the flower back to life.

“It's okay sweet heart, you know I am used to this” Jungkook smiled at him, hands going to tuck a strand of his hair behind his ear.

“You know it doesn't matter right? All the flowers that you grew” his hand goes to pat his chest, right where one's heart should be. “All the gifts you give, all the smile you give, every love gesture you have for me, love. They all stay here, in this unbeating heart of mine“

“My heart doesn't beat but you know it belongs to you, my love. You know that right?” Taehyung sighed, going to hug the vampire. He keeps his head on his chest and sighs. “I know but I just... I wished you could touch it like I do”

The vampire smiled sadly at that, hands going to pat his head. “It's okay my love, At least I touch all this beautiful things through you” “What?” “It's okay sweet heart” "No, not that. What did you said after that?” “That I touch everything through you”

“Yes! Omg you're a genius baby!!” Jungkook’s eyes widened as the fairy immediately pulls him by collar, giving a chaste kiss before turning in his hold. “Take my hand” “What?” “Just take my hand baby” Taehyung whines, stomping his feet.

The vampire chuckled fondly, doing as told. he loves his little fairy so much. Jungkook takes Taehyung’s stretched out hand, “Not like this” The fairy whines, making Jungkook put his hand below Taehyung’s. It looked like they both were holding something.

“What are you doing love—” “Shushh let me concentrate” Jungkook is about to voice out his concern when slowly a small dandelion starts to grow in Taehyung’s palms. The petals stretching themselves like stretching their muscles after having a nice sleep.

The vampire watches in awe as slowly the flower grows on his palms, their palms. The fairy smiles at him, turning to grin at his boyfriend. His boxy smile never Fails to take Jungkook’s breath away. “Now you are touching my gift, now it would never die in your palms”

Tears well up in his eyes as he glances at the fairy, thousands of emotions swirling in his iris. “Sweet heart...” “Don't go all emo on me, now. Watch me create a whole bouquet in our palms” Taehyung giggled, kissing his cheeks before he turned to focus on growing flowers.

With each flower growing, the love he has for the fairy seems to increase by 10 folds. It became so hard for Jungkook, he decided to shove his face in the fairy’s neck. Afraid of shedding a tear or two, “I love you so much, Tae”

The fairy smiles, one hand going to cup the vampire’s head, letting him know how much he means to the fairy. “I love you too, my Jungkook” The vampire smiles at Taehyung.

And the vampire thinks, maybe it doesn't matter how different they are, They might be puzzle pieces of two different pictures but still, They fit like no one else. The two half which make a whole.

After all, the spring starts for autumn and autumn ends for spring.

The End

[rimiverses-blog]

Tags : assassin Taehyung, Prince Jungkook, blood, death, killing of minor characters, short, amnesia, action.

Status : 2.6k words, completed

"Do you see him, V?"

"I do" Tae replies, sharp eyes trained on the back of the famous Royalty, Prince Jeon.

His aim perfect to shot him, it didn't mattered how crowded the ballroom was, he had his target under just a trigger of his fingers.

"Shoot him"

Taehyung intakes A deep breath, sweat rolling down his forehead.

Heart beating faster than it ever has. If anyone looked at him right now they'll think he's a newbie.

But that's not true, his sharp eyes, his perfect grip on the gun and the aim so perfect and clear.

It's enough to tell you it's not his first time at all.

He's been doing this for years.

Killing people for the unknowns, people who are too powerful to let their hands get dirty.

Taehyung does their dirty works without hesitation. He and his crew will do their work without a trace.

A perfect assassin.

A Human killing machine.

"What are you thinking, V. Shoot him"

Yes, Shoot him.

A part of his brain screams at him to just pull the trigger and end it.

2.5 Million dollars will be his and his alone from just one kill.

And then he would never have to do this work again. The money is enough to spend his whole life in some island.

But something about the man is making him anxious, the casual nature. The fact there are no body guards around him.

He's a damn prince, A heir of A kingdom but he's moving to music like he's A normal person.

It's crawling at his skin.

/Stop making up shits, Kim Taehyung/

Taehyung lets out A silent curse.

/Fuck it/

He pulls the hammer, fingers hovering over the trigger.

And just as he is about to let his fingers pull the trigger.

The prince turns.

Taehyung's breath gets stuck in his throat.

The prince is looking straight at him. His pale blue eyes looking at Taehyung's pitch black ones.

"Fuck" Taehyung whispers.

Did he saw him?? There's no way he's looking at him.

No.

He's hiding in the top floor of the whole ballroom.

There's no way anyone can spot him unless....

Unless they know he's here, hiding with a snipper.

He's horror only gets confirmed.

When the prince smirks towards him.

A mock, A smirk so cocky that if it was some other time he would have thought he's hitting on him.

But that's not the case, it's A clear sign of defeat.

A silent mock that he couldn't fool the prince.

Before he could recover from the shock. The prince winks at him and mouths something still dancing to the music.

/I see you/

"Fuck Fuck Fuck!!" Taehyung let's out immediately pulling away ready to pack his snipper back in case.

"V, What happened" his partner screams.

"He knows" taehyung mumbles and then there's silence.

"Colour Red?" A whispers comes from the Bluetooth.

"Colour Red" Taehyung confirms, pulling the case over his shoulder.

Colour Red, A indication that the mission failed and he needs help in getting out.

There are only 2 times it has been used in his entire career of 7 years. Both the time he has barely made out alive.

It means their victims knows he's here to kill them. The tables have turned.

"Ok Fuck, Take left 4 guards more or less" Taehyung nods securing the case at his back as he pulls two daggers from the back of his thighs.

He hides behind A pillar, panting as he peeks at the 3 guards.

"Fuck" Tae whispers as he takes a out a small pebble and throws in front.

The guards perk up at the sound. They exchange A look before A guard moves forward to check.

While the rest two look on the other side.

Tae anticipates as the guards crossed him. He steals A glance at the rest two.

Tw/ killing and blood

Noticing the two are paying no attention he pounds on the clueless guard.

One hand over his mouth, the dagger on his throat as he pulls him behind the pillar.

A slick slice on his throat and blood pools out.

15 seconds max.

Taehyung counts under his breath as the guard struggles against him before he goes plaint in his arms.

Dead.

Taehyung throws him at the corner wiping the blood from his hand on his clothes before he turns to look at the other two

"One down" He speaks in the bud.

He waits for them to turn on their back, he pulls the other dragger he has tugged on his waist.

Seeing A perfect opportunity before he runs on full speed, twirling the daggers under his fingers.

He quickly stabs one on his neck, erupting A scream from the said guard.

He mentally thanks the loud music to drown out the scream.

The other guard hits him on the stomach, Tae winces as one dagger fells from his hand the other gets stuck in the throat of the other one.

The only unharmed guard locks his arms around his neck, a head lock.

The guy strangles him hard. Tae gasps for air quickly hitting the guy on the torso from his elbow.

But the guy doesn't budge, Taehyung groans from the lack of oxygen.

His face turning red, his hand desperately tries to reach for a small pocket knife, put somewhere in his suit.

A visible relief washes over his face as he opens the swiss knife and stabs on his thigh.

Taken off the guard, the guy let's go of him.

Taehyung quickly grabs his dagger and stabs right on his chest, stabbing him over and over till the man becomes dead.

Taehyung pants, taking the much needed air before he turns and ends the other guy who's struggling on floor too.

"All down, Which way?" Tae asks, putting the case back, securing the strap.

"Right, there's a door at end. I'll hack and unlock it from there you have to jump k?"

"Roger"

"Sky, I am at the door"

"Give me A second- Done" Taehyung sighs in relief as he opens the door, taking him straight on the terrace.

He's calculating eyes look down, three floors, around 33 ft.

He looks at the open balconies, making a plan on to jump from where to where in order to land as less injuries as he can.

"I'll connect to you when I'm at the save place" Taehyung speaks not waiting for a reply as he removed the ear buds putting securely in his suit.

After tightening the straps of the case around his shoulder he jumps Landing on the upper part of a small balcony.

He looks around before taking another jump, perfectly on the first floor.

He looks around in search of any guards but once found none he jumps for the ground

Mentally praying he doesn't twist or breaks any bones.

He keeps his hand in front of his face at least to secure his head from having any fatal injury.

A wince leaves from his lips when his body makes contact with the hard concrete floor

"Fuck" Tae curses as he stands up, dusting the dirt of his clothes.

"Let's get out of this shit" He moves towards the corner of the mansion, not bothering above the cctvs sky have taken care of them.

He pulls his bike out of the hidden spot, Ready to ride and get out.

"I will stop right there if I was you" Taehyung halts at the sudden voice.

He frowns turning back to see Jungkook standing there, leaning against a car with bunch of bodyguards.

All in black outfit, guns trained at Taehyung.

"Get off the bike or they'll shoot" Jungkook speaks pulling himself from the wall taking a step forward towards him.

Taehyung's eyes look at the guards, mentally counting how many of them.

"They are minimum 15, you can't take them down on own, Surrender"

Tae snaps his head towards Jungkook who shrugs.

"How did you know what I was thinking?" He frowns, raising his hands in surrender as he gets off the bike.

"It was pretty obvious on your face" Jungkook shrugs simply.

"On your knees" Jungkook orders and Taehyung obliged, falling down on his knees still keeping his hands up in surrender.

Jungkook walks towards him, he's eyes smiling fondly at him. He crouches down to be face to face with him.

The prince raises his hand to caress His cheeks.

Lips forming in a soft smile, eyes twinkling as if he met someone he knew from a long time.

Taehyung stares at him silently, mentally cursing himself for not shooting him right then and there.

He would have been in a plane to Japan, back to his home where he is staying for last 3 years.

He only came back to Korea to kill Jungkook but here he is unarmed.

With the male sitting in front of him, probably ready to kill him any second.

Jungkook moves closer till there breath is mingling together.

Taehyung holds his breath in, staring at Jungkook's doe eyes who stare at him before they drop on his lips.

"Feels so good to see you again, Tae" Jungkook whispers before he presses his lips against Tae.

Taehyung's eyes widened at the mention of his name.

/How the fuck the prince knows his name??/

Before he could react he felt A needle stab at the neck.

And everything goes blank.

Jungkook pulls away as he watches Taehyung go unconscious.

He throws the syringe, putting his arms around Taehyung's back and knees, picking the assassin up in a bridal style.

"Get his stuffs inside the car, Suga" he orders, after settling himself and Tae inside the car.

Jungkook takes a Bluetooth out of his suit, chuckling to himself.

/He stills keeps it in the same place/

Jungkook puts the Bluetooth in his ears before speaking.

"Colour Black, Sky. Run before my mans catch you" He crushes the Bluetooth and throws it out of the car.

Colour Black, A clear indication that the mission failed, The assassin is caught and everyone needs to go underground. Hide for your life.

Jungkook glances at Tae who perfectly fits on his laps. He kisses his forehead meaningfully.

"I'm not letting you go again, Love"

==== Time Skip ====

"You are awake" Jungkook smiles when Taehyung blinks his eyes, regaining his consciousness.

Taehyung shakes his head, looking around to find himself in a chamber. It takes a few minutes for his brain to adjust and make out where exactly he is.

It's a room, Not exactly a torture room or interrogation room.

There's a bed and basic furniture like a coffee table, a desk and a TV.

He realises he's tied to a chair. Jungkook pulls a chair for himself, sitting in front of him with a glass of water.

"How are you feeling?" He asks sweetly.

"Look, If you want to kill me just do it. You ain't getting any infos from me dude, even I don't know who wants to kill you" Tae speaks not hearing what Jungkook asked.

"I know" Jungkook speaks putting the glass away.

"I hired you to kill me" Jungkook speaks as a matter of factly, folding his hand against his chest as he gets comfortable.

"W-what? you wanted to kill yourself?" Taehyung speaks in disbelief.

/What the fuck??/

Jungkook chuckles shaking his head.

"Not exactly, I wanted you to come after me, here in korea"

"Why?" Tae frowns.

Jungkook gives him a sad smile.

"You really don't remember huh?"

"Remember what?"

"...."

"Remember what Prince Jeon" Taehyung growls at him angrily.

"Still the same impatient Tae baby" Jungkook winces

"But For starters, I'm not a prince of some kingdom. That was a lie you don't go after Gangsters and mafias Do you, Kim Taehyung?"

"You Are A mafia?" Tae asks shocked, not even bothering to ask how he knows his full name.

"I don't exactly like calling myself that, But yeah you can say so" Jungkook shrugs and then there's silence.

Jungkook waits for Taehyung's questions but nothing comes.

He sighs, His love has really not changed at all.

"Staying silent won't get you anywhere, Love. Speak I'll answer your questions."

"Stop calling me those names first" Tae huffs.

"How do you know my name? And why you wanted me to come after you? What do you want from me"

"One at a time, I want you back"

"What??"

"I want my boyfriend back" Jungkook explains clearly, pale blue eyes trying to convey their message to him.

"I'm not your boyfriend" Tae huffs pulling on the ropes to lose them up A bit.

"Just because you don't remember doesn't mean you aren't" Jungkook scoffs.

"3 years, I'm searching for you from last 3 years like crazy, love. Do you know how much I missed you?" hurt flashes through his eyes.

It's not Taehyung's fault he doesn't remember.

"W-What are you talking about" Jungkook scoffs.

Of course, Taehyung doesn't understand. (Even I don't but ok☠️)

"We have been together from like 8 years including the 3 years you've been in Japan. I'm your boyfriend"

"T-thats not possible, I don't even know you."

"You are lying!" Taehyung accuses.

There's no way he knows this guy from before, he'll remember ofc if that happened.

Jungkook rolls his eyes.

"If I'm lying then how do I know there are two moles on your right thigh, if you pinch them together it looks like a elephant"

"If I'm lying how do I know you aren't actually allergic to peas you are just a picky eater"

"If I'm lying how do I know that you love kids"

Jungkook watches how Taehyung's eyes comically widens with his each sentence.

"if I'm lying how do I know that you originally wanted to be a farmer"

"If I'm lying how do I know that you love Strawberries"

"If I'm lying how do I know there's a small Jk tattooed on your ass" Jungkook smirks.

"Jk as In Jungkook, Me" Jungkook leans forward as he grins.

"Still think I'm lying?"

"I.. You.. How? How do you know all this?" Tae whispers, dazed.

Jungkook smiles, lifting his hand to caress Taehyung's cheeks.

"Because I love you"

"Then why I can't remember you?" Tae questions, staring at his soft pale blue eyes.

"You don't remember anything before the past 3 years, do you?" Jungkook questions softly leaning forward.

Taehyung thinks for a long time, his head hurting from trying to remember anything.

"I- I don't th-think I do" Tae's voice trembles, tears pooling in his eyes.

"Why... Why can't I rem-remember anything?"

Jungkook smiles softly, leaning his head against Taehyung's.

"Shushh... I'm here now right?" Tae nods leaning into his touch.

His body weirdly feels comfortable under his touch despite the tight ropes.

"You aren't lying to me right, Jungkook?"

"Do you trust me?"

"... I don't. I can't" Tae speaks weakly, he feels tired and exhausted.

His head is hurting from trying to think about everything.

"Will you trust me in future?" Jungkook asks vulnerably.

"If you will tell me everything" Jungkook nods, exhaling through his mouth.

"I will, I will tell you everything, love. Everything"

"But for now, you need to rest okay?"

And he does.

He does tell Taehyung everything, about how Tae is his/was right hand man and his boyfriend.

About Taehyung going on a mission in Japan and ended up having a accident resulting to him having temporary amnesia.

He tells him about Jungkook tried to search for him, he almost believed that Taehyung was dead.

Tha was until 6 months ago he saw Taehyung.

Sitting in a cafe when Jungkook went to Japan for a deal.

It's all too much for Taehyung to take, he asks for time till he recovers his memories or at least gets used to the fact.

Jungkook understands and waits.

He waits till Taehyung falls in love with him again.

It seemed impossible but Tae did, Even it took him a whole year.

THE END

[fatherfigurefusion]

New idea: KasuAri "It's Not Like I Like You!" animatic, but the rest of Popipa suggest the date ideas near the middle of the song (Tae suggesting renting a boat and feeding a bunny some juicy kale, Saaya suggesting the classy dinner by candlelight, and Rimi suggesting scary stories until midnight). Also, instead of a "wild cat" and a "stupid octopus", Kasumi and Arisa call each other a "wild bunny" and a "stupid cat".

[arolesbianism]

I find it so funny just how long I'd have to talk to get to a single non original character in the random card au if I explained the worldbuilding in chronological order. I'm pretty sure the first recognizable characters would be og Tae and Rei and even then there's a pretty big span of time where they could have possibly existed so I could theoretically go through a Lot before getting to them even without all of the finer details of kingdom worldbuilding

[dreamisols]

permission ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

—your boyfriend has a cute but questionable habit —wc: 1,140 ; sleepy proofread —fluff, birthday fluff, rin is (squeezes him gently), some personal headcanons, and slight younger rinnie personality headcanons —rimi's ramble: happiest birthday to rin itoshi my boy uee i love him so much <3 also halfway into writing this i realized how soft i always make him but i'd gladly ramble about that too

it's been well over a year into your relationship with rin itoshi.

and at this juncture, you could say that he's opened up to you about nearly everything. it took time, and you were as patient as ever in his eyes. he showed you everything about himself: the good, the bad, what he wants to be, and who he used to be. you can't be fooled by his grumpy persona and harsh body language, not when he finally bared his whole raw heart for you to hold and love. you two knew practically everything about each other.

which might be why you noticed rin slowly picking up some of his old habits from childhood.

for instance, he'd wake you up sometimes from your summer midday naps to offer going out and buying some popsicles from a convenience store nearby to battle the afternoon heat. despite your lazy protests, you'd drag your feet and go with him. and you'd watch as his teal eyes carefully scan the selection of icy treats inside the freezer despite knowing he'd always grab the blue twin pops.

another is when he'd take you to aquariums for dates more often. he once told you in passing that his brother used to love taking him to aquariums when they both couldn't sit and overlook the beach. and now because of how frequently you two have dates there, you two are practically regarded as regulars by the employees (they've joked to rin once about how he should propose to you in one of their scenic spots in the future; rin choked on the water he was drinking).

but the most prominent one is how rin would have this mindless habit of asking permission for the most no-brainer, useless, and quite frankly, idiotically endearing things.

you didn't question it at first. they were honestly all reasonable things to ask from someone who's in a relationship for the first time. albeit he was extremely awkward the first few times around, with him struggling to get the words out, you eventually got used to his small requests and questions.

a small "may i come in?" after every time he knocks on your door whenever he's over at your place.

a shy offer of "do you want me to brush your hair?" when he notices you dozing off a bit after a fresh evening shower.

even a "is it alright if i stay out late with the team?" text once every blue moon whenever he's dragged to their shenanigans (completely against his will).

rin may be struggling with socializing and understanding others' social cues well enough, but mama itoshi didn't raise a disrespectful boy.

you really haven't paid much attention to this habit of his until his birthday.

"i... i can do anything with you..?" rin questions, almost in disbelief. nodding, you parrot his words back, "yep! it's your special day today, so everything's your call!"

"anything...?" he asks again. and like earlier, you nod once more.

there was a beat of silence that accompanied the shocked look rin gave you.

"obviously, everything within reason..!" you cough nervously, afraid rin might've gotten the wrong idea or got too pressured by your supposed surprise, "we also don't have to go out or anything... like i said, whatever you-"

"can... we hold hands...?"

you stop your frantic rambling when your mind processed his words. your gaze is directly at him, but he's staring at the ground like he finally discovered something groundbreaking. the way he spoke sounded as if he was in utter disbelief. it was like if his crush told him that they liked him back, or like he was told that he won the grand prize of something big.

which is confusing.

"y-yes we can?" you quirk one of your brows with a rather unsure smile, "we often hold our hands together, rinnie. we even interlock fingers."

your boyfriend still has that dumb surprised look casted on the wooden floor, "oh.. yeah..."

you were about to question the tone of his voice when he perks up so suddenly and goes on a tangent,

"can we wear matching scarfs when we go out, then? it's practical for the temperature. can we use the one you bought us... that one with the sanrio dog you said reminded you of me because of soccer— pochacco?"

he sits upright and looks up at you with eyes filled with so much anticipation that you can't bear to look away, "we can wear that, right?"

you nod again, "yes rinnie, we can wear that out. like you said, it's cold anyways-"

your excited boyfriend cuts you off once more, like an overly excited child, "if it's cold, can we cuddle? oh, maybe we can also get a mini cake from the bakery nearby? or better yet a parfait— can we share? i don't like overly sweet food..." he gasps softly, like he's struck with the most genius idea, and looks up at you once more for permission.

"can i kiss you..? but.. like, a lot-"

you finally squish his cheeks to stop his mouth from blabbering more and more words that make you both want to squeal at his cuteness and shake him like a dog does with a chew toy because of how annoyingly stupidly adorable he is.

"rin itoshi." the man sits straight at the use of his full name. "i love you with all my heart but oh my god if you ask permission from me for yet another stupid thing i might kiss you and or muffle you with the couch pillow." as if for good measure that your point gets across, you flick rin's forehead softly.

"you know that you're free to spoil yourself, match anything with me, and indulge in any form of affection you're comfortable with." you leave a soft kiss on his cheek, which elicits a gasp from your boyfriend.

"so no more of these useless questions, okay?"

rin nods three times, still looking at you with all the love in the world. your black cat of a boyfriend has magically morphed into this puppy of a man, you can practically envision his imaginary tail wagging from excitement. but you don't mind this side of rin—the side of his that allows his inner emotions, his inner youth run free. if anything, it's a testament to how much he's grown comfortable with you.

your lips form a small smile, your eyes reflect all your love back at him.

just as you were about to change the topic, you catch his teal eyes drift to your lips, back up to your eyes, then down to the floor.

three seconds pass.

"can we-" "you just want the kiss on the lips, don't you?"

if it results in more opportunities for kisses, then yes, he doesn't mind asking all these stupid nonsensical questions.

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[novlr]

How to write the cold

The way we feel cold is universal, but the way we contextualise it is not. Cold has a variety of connotations for readers, so it's important to decide how to use it, and what mood you want to convey in your scene.

While cold is often associated with negative aspects in writing, if there's anything the winter season teaches us, is that it can be a positive thing as well. Rather than just using the word cold, in your next writing project, try to contextualise it. Describe the weather, the light on the snow, the comfort of warmth after an icy swim, or the fear and loneliness of the dark on a cold night.

Here are our quick tips on how to write the cold:

In nature

Clean mountain air

Glittering ice crystals

Unique wildlife, like snow hares or polar bears

Snow muffled sounds

Steam rising from hot springs

Icy water in rivers and lakes

Overcast and rainy

Bright sun on fresh snow

Icebergs, glaciers, and ice floes

Storms and blizzards

Branches moving and creaking

Frozen ponds

Morning frost on grass

Snowdrops pushing through snowdrifts

Crisp and clear night skies

Wolves howling in the dark

Bare branches scraping against windows

Eerie shadows

Foods and objects

The scent of cinnamon and nutmeg

Heavy winter coats and scarves

Rich, hot meals with lots of gravy

Tea or coffee left out too long

Ice-cream, sorbets, or ice-lollies

Metal that is cold to the touch (like pots and pans or door handles)

Cold beverages straight out of the fridge

An icy bath

Freezer trucks or walk-in refrigerators

Dry ice

Crisp, fresh sheets on cold nights

Ice sculptures

A tap with a drip that freezes in place

Frozen celebratory drinks (like daiquiris)

A single cube of ice floating in a whisky glass

A cold pack for an injury

Character moods

Isolated

Lonely

Aloof

Sad

Comfortable

Snuggly

Focused

Panicked

Indifferent

A lack of affection

Calm and calculated

Disengaged

Serene

Depressed

Awestruck

Anxious

Reverent

Melancholy

Nostalgic

Impatient

Frustrated

Reflective

Character body language

Hunched shoulders

Crossed arms

Shivering

Snuggling into something warm

Rub hands together for warmth

Tight or strained expression

Biting dry lips

Furrowing brow

Glaring against brightness

Tense and rigid stance

Stand close to others

Slow, deliberate steps

Move quickly to somewhere warm

Sitting relaxed in a warm space

Actions and events

Start a fire or build a shelter

Winter hikes

Outdoor activities like skating, skiing, or sledding

Traffic jams or snowed in cars

Frozen lakes cracking underfoot

Dodging icicles falling from rooftops

Going ice-fishing

Long sea voyages

Frostbite

Suffering from a cold, the flu, or pneumonia

Brainfreeze

Snuggling under a warm duvet

Sipping from a steaming hot drink for comfort

Cold-water swimming

Walking to work in the rain

Christmas in the Northern Hemisphere

Chrismas in July in the Southern Hemisphere

Reading a good book by the fire while it snows outside

Positive aspects

While cold is often associated with negative emotions, using it as a juxtaposition can often help to accentuate the positive feelings you want to convey.

If it's cold outside, a character enjoying a hot chocolate under their duvet will give a much more positive impression than if they were simply staying in bed.

The beauty of the natural world in winter, like snow, ice, and winter foliage can also be used to create a scene of happiness and wonder.

Negative aspects

Cold is often used to describe characters who are emotionally detached, calculating, or generally unfeeling. It's become an easy way to clue your readers in to how they're meant to feel about your character.

There are also more creative ways to use the cold, however, like describing the disappointment of forgetting about a hot drink you put down somewhere and only remembering when it's already gone cold, or the feeling of shock after you first step out of a warm shower.

Helpful synonyms

chilly

frigid

icy

wintry

frosty

cool

nippy

freezing

glacial

brisk

chilled

cool

polar

bitter

snowy

raw

refrigerated

arctic

rimy

draughty

[mamawasatesttube]

LOVE ur fluff writting its always a treat <3<3 *extends their hand when they notice the other searching for it in their sleep* would be ADORABLE for sleepy cuddles (or angst 👀) but on the other hand

"Till death do us part. Forever until the end of eternity" would be a REALLY good excuse for tim to bust out the 00FFFF decorations

I cant decide so whichever you like the best!

Something tugs at Tim’s shirt.

Tim blinks, frowning. He looks down, but there’s nothing there. Maybe the fabric just got caught in the back of his desk chair or on the armrest or something? He has been sitting in a kind of weird pose, all folded up with one leg tossed up onto the desk as he stares at the case files on his screen. So probably—

Tug. Another one, sharper, more insistent. And he hasn’t moved, so it definitely wasn’t just the shirt getting caught on something. Tug, tug.

Tim blinks. What…?

An invisible touch runs down his arm, circles his wrist, and gently but insistently tugs him away from the desk, towards his and Kon’s bedroom (their bedroom, both of theirs, now that they’ve finally moved in together for real)—

Oh. It hits him a second later, and he can’t help the grin that spreads across his face in response. He probably looks like a goofy, lovesick fool, but like, in his place, who wouldn’t?

Honestly, if it took him this long to realize that it’s Kon’s TTK, trying to pull him into Kon’s arms as Kon sleeps, he’s so not making any more progress on this case tonight anyway. Still grinning like a besotted idiot, he closes his laptop and peels himself out of his chair. The little tendril wrapped around his wrist pulls at him again, and he huffs out a breathy laugh as he clicks off his desk lamp.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” he murmurs. Kon’s still asleep—if he was awake, he would’ve just yoinked Tim straight into bed, with none of this gentle tugging and nudging—but hopefully it’ll still reassure him on some level.

Man, now that he’s actually gotten up, Tim realizes he’s tired. He makes a quick stop at the bathroom, then tosses his pants in the vague direction of the hamper and clambers into bed. The second his knees touch the mattress, the TTK goes from tiny tendrils with gentle tugs to a feeling almost like a giant hand grabbing him around the torso (just as gentle, though). Tim goes limp, grinning again, and lets Kon haul him over and bundle him up in his arms as if Tim’s a big teddy bear.

Kon lets out a big, satisfied sigh, sleepily nuzzling into Tim’s neck. His embrace is loose and relaxed with sleep, but his TTK is still firmly wrapped around Tim, shoulders to hips; it’s kind of like a weighted blanket, but cuddlier.

“Hi, you.” Tim wraps his arms around Kon’s shoulders and presses his lips to Kon’s forehead, still beaming. His chest is full of warm fuzzies, and if he wasn’t so tired, he’d be giddy. Kon loves him. He knows that, of course, but to have Kon’s telekinesis plaintively reach for him from sleep really just hammers it in all over again.

Kon hums something unintelligible and smushes his face into Tim’s collarbone in what might be supposed to be a kiss. Tim grins, melting in contentment. Kon’s boneless and warm against him, and their bed is soft and cozy. He’s ready to drift off.

“G’night, clone boy,” he murmurs, heart full. “Gonna tease you about this tomorrow.”

Kon lets out a soft, breathy mumble against his neck and sighs. Tim strokes his fingers idly over the shaved hair just above the nape of his neck, and finally closes his eyes, smiling.

[argentoau]

sotm my beloved that was so much artist bait, now let's just hope that when i finish my work shift i have the energy to actually draw that incredible amazing chapter

[chisatowo]

Building just oh so elaborate glitter*green hcs in my head they may be near nonexistent at this point in canon but they're important in my heart ok

[life-of-kalos]

Welcome to the pokeask blog hunger games

Bellow, you will find the 24 contestants have been divided into pairs of 12 teams in hopes of being that last one standing in this brutal (and fake) fight to the death!

Tags and info will be under the cut ✂️

District 1: Oakwen from @flying-type-teacher and Rimi from @ask-the-shiny-pokemons

District 2: Vespa from @askvekpa and Perceus from @poniquest

District 3: Kanna from @perish-song and Parisa from @sinnohsiblings

District 4: Jet from @symphonies-of-silver and Zipporah from @the-last-of-alto-mare

District 5: Monarch from @the-sleepysiren and Zantzu from @ask-suicune

District 6: Wo from @the-feral-one and Morris from @askleaderscrest

District 7: Faun from @life-of-kalos (here) and Reshi from @lightofunova

District 8: Singularity from @singularity-and-co and Kyurem from @askthehoenngods

District 9: Roshi from @lustrous-dawn and Deo from @askdeoxys

District 10: Diane from @ask-diane and Abigail from @office-pokemons

District 11: Riddle from @ask-meowscarada and Altair from @starintheday

District 12: Matthew from @greedentstripes and Begonia from @ask-imaginary-dreamers

There were a small handful of those who submitted characters but we're included because of the limit. I apologize if you didn't get in but hopefully I'll do another later on so keep an eye out in the future!

Now for info;

Tag anything that has to do with this #pokeaskhungergames2024 and feel free to @ me too! You can draw/write/rp/ect for this if you'd like but honestly no pressure! I just think it's funny to see how it goes haha you can just sit back and watch if you want.

I will have a queue for the progression to post every 2 days. (If you do not want to be tagged every time just let me know) Day 1 will be posted on Sunday 03/31

Happy Hunger Games! And may the odds be ever in your favor.

[mxtchalilies]

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶ WISHING FOR YOU !!

—synopsis: where genshin boys try pulling for you in your banner! (+ a bonus hc)

—highlights: ayato, childe, albedo, itto

—word count total: 1.4k (1,425)

—notes: fluff & crack, ooc (ig?), genshin swap au (you're in your fav's place. is the au right?), everyone gets u in the end, no proofread and v short bc i forgot how to write :(

—rimi's letter: rimi's revival arc part ii: the electric boogaloo ( also trying out to write for genshin! not sure how this'll be received so it's v short !! :'> ) on the side note... i might end up writing for twst and tokyorev but that's just a thought for now...

AYATO

ღ was hardworking enough to have the exact primos to reach hard pity, and was lucky enough to win the 50/50 while pulling for you. he supposes in a way, it's his hard work being rewarded, and he probably would've sulked internally if he had lost the 50/50 ngl. ayato's exact mindset is: "all or nothing for the head of the (surname) clan."

ღ ayato was already really interested in your character despite your previous content being solely speculation and your mentions in game are sparse. appreciates all the fan theories about your personality, composition role, gameplay, and whatnot. an especially fine appreciator of the written works about you (probably spent a day looking through fanfiction, "how curious.") it's your mystery that drew him in.

ღ the day you got announced as an upcoming character, he was ready. the day he was about to pull, he bought boba tea just to aid him in pulling (and also because he's craving it). takes small sips in between every ten pull and eventually chokes on his drink once he saw the gold. thoma and ayaka were concerned.

ღ sparkles in his eyes the moment he saw your silhouette, "thoma! ayaka! (name) came home!" it's the first time ayato dedicated time and effort into grinding since he's a casual player. it's also the first time he was genuinely interested in pulling for a five star, so the older kamisato sibling is beyond elated. he was also tempted to pull for your constellations but decided against it.

ღ BONUS: he accidentally pulled your weapon while he was at the mall. he wasn't expecting it, and was just intended on spending the remainder of his primos. screamed for the fraction of a second before covering his mouth to save face and started shaking. poor thoma thought something happened to his friend only to see ayato shoving his phone's screen up his face.

CHILDE

ღ a poor unfortunate soul who didn't win your 50/50 the first time he rolled. and it didn't help that he wished literally minutes before your first banner ended (and when he wasn't as deep into the game's storyline yet - which could be the mondstadt archon quest at best).

ღ a poor unfortunate soul who didn't win your 50/50 the first time he rolled. and it didn't help that he wished literally minutes before your first banner ended (and when he wasn't as deep into the game's storyline yet - which could be the mondstadt archon quest at best).

ღ he wasn't all too bothered that you didn't come home during your original banner because he was too preoccupied with his work and not too invested in the story to actually experience emotional damage... "well, they're the 11th fatui harbinger, so what is the hype? there's 10 more!" he really went on his merry way thinking he could just save up for other characters. yeah he regrets thinking that way after reading the archon quest and your story quest-

ღ found himself really fond of your character, especially with your dynamic with your little sibling! it reminds him a lot of him and teucer <3 he also thinks you're cool yet endearing in general, so best know he's not taking any chances after hearing you're getting a rerun. he happened to not save enough primos for a guarantee (again) so he decides to bring out the wallet if and only if necessary. you know... just so he can see one "(name) ✩✩✩✩✩" appear on his screen.

ღ i'm kidding, do you really think he'll stop at just one copy of you? no. this man is down horrendously bad for you. he wouldn't stop until his gaming fees are milked dry. what a responsible spender. his funds could only get him to your second constellation, but he's rather lucky with artifact rolls so you still dish out big damage no matter what. childe also thinks your 2nd constellation helps a lot in general so he's fine for the meantime! that doesn't stop him rolling soon though-

ღ BONUS: your character became something of a hot topic/meme for quite a while in the community and he was partially at fault for it. he causes chaos when entering co-op by (un)intentionally being flirty and boss-rushing while using you. someone managed to record a tiktok video of his shenanigans, and others who main you started copying him.

ALBEDO

ღ the most strategic among the bunch, in the sense that he doesn't pull unless he really likes the character and that he doesn't believe in pity-building. albedo didn't have to spend a single drop of money from his wallet for his account and for him to get you, the ever-intriguing chief alchemist. a man of true dedication and restraint right here, folks.

ღ albedo took interest in you and hyperfixated on all the many theories surrounding around your character. in a way, he wants to know what goes through your mind and what the psychology behind your thinking is. he gladly studies with interest all the long theory essays regarding your contributions to the plot, your possible future actions, the symbolisms, and what led you to certain points.

ღ he was so confident that he had enough to guarantee you since he didn't pull before your banner. at all. he started at the launch too. doesn't bat an eye when he lost the 50/50 because he had enough to get him another five star. in the rare chance his primogems were lacking, he could simply just grind the new event and finish a few quests. one way or another, you were home to him before the end of your banner and the science-major wasn't even a bit worried.

ღ the blond man makes you his main damage dealer no matter what the majority of the fandom says your team role is. it's both scary and amazing to see he has nearly all of the possible setups ready for you, so he can enter any kind of battle without having to swap you out. somehow manages to dish out large numbers too, so co-op doesn't have much of a problem if he brings you out to domains.

ღ BONUS: takes a whole lot of screenshots as long as he sees you come up on the screen. he also organizes and dedicated a whole folder in his gallery to you. definitely milks your events the most, though. he actually makes fanarts and redraws of several impactful scenes during the events and the fans eat it up. one of his prints even got the attention of your VA! (much to his surprise)

ITTO

ღ he's a free spender, the actual definition of 'i'll let RNG decide my fate'. itto loves all the characters in this silly little tormenting game, he can't possibly choose favorites! honestly doesn't mind whoever comes home to him, he'll just welcome the character with open arms and a big cheer before building them to the whole of his inventory and the best of his abilities.

ღ well, that was until he got to know your character. itto swears he loves all characters equally, but you? he loves your character just a bit more than the rest, don't tell the others though, it's both your little secret! he really loves your role as the head of a gang and how shockingly well it mends with your personality. really just thinks you'd be cool to vibe with, and can't help but look at you with sparkles in your eyes.

ღ itto probably didn't manage to save as much as the others, but he tried! somehow, by luck or maybe favor from the RNG gods, itto managed to get you after simply a single one pull. he definitely screamed in shock and started kicking his feet in glee as he pumped his fists up in joy, "yes yes yes! whoo! welcome home, (name)!"

ღ itto still had to wait for quite the time before getting to use you properly since, again, he doesn't necessarily save up and can't predict who he will and will not get. which meant that he didn't grind enough for you and he doesn't have decent artifacts saved for your character. it took him a hefty amount of grinding especially in domains to finally be able to use you, and he's super happy about it, like a child on christmas eve.

ღ BONUS: itto is the kind of guy who would bring you no matter what boss or domain he will be up against - both in co-op and in his actual gameplay. this does suggest the idea he does it even if your damage is immune to the boss... so does he do it? obviously. itto is another one who's down bad, so he only uses you in battle. ayato is the one who constantly suffers because of this whenever they co-op.

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