*SLAMS FISTS ON TABLE* I WANT TO BE A HOT COSPLAYER
*SLAMS FISTS ON TABLE* I WANT TO BE A HOT COSPLAYER
oh thAT SORRY IT IS 11PM AND THIS IS THE TIME WHEN MY RINHARU PORN FANTASIES ATTACK ME THE HARDEST was that a pun nobody will know BUT IT IS ALSO THE TIME WHEN I AM SLEEPIEST & HAVE A MEMORY THAT LASTS 0.34 SECONDS
BUT YES LOOSEJAW-KUN RINHARU NIPPLE TEASING & BUTTSEX IS VERY WARMING WOWZA
….wait what did i just say qkfjiqjcjwifk
imagine Haruka fucking Rin when he’s wearing his loosejaw-kun shirt.
omg no worries shower AU is probably my favourite au now & there is nothing better than rinharu in the Shower Realm
yes that was a yugioh pun.
but Rin sounded so repulsed by Haruka’s shirt like he made a throaty noise when he asked what it was buT HE STILL CHOSE TO WEAR IT DESPITE QUESTIONING IT’S EXISTENCE & GOD DAMN HARUKA WAS OKAY WITH RIN WEARING HIS FAVOURITE SLEEPY TIME SHIRT I CANNOT FATHOM MY OWN FACE RIGHT NOW
Haruka’s northern stoplight loosejaw-kun shirt is so fucking ugly that it’s adorable & I want twenty
Samezuka!Haruka + Rin’s roommate lol what is an annoying shota bitch?????????????????????????
'Bottom is better for you Rin.'
'Shut up, Haru.'
Haruka pressed his mouth into a straight line at Rin’s difficult response.
Rin was so annoying, in almost every aspect, but the worst part was, he was always like this.
Then again, Haruka thought, maybe he was a bit at fault as well for Rin’s irritating personality…
'And this is the room, but I guess you knew that already. Anyway, I'll take the bottom bunk.'
'Hm? What's up, Haru?'
'You're a shitty liar and you know it. What, you wanted the bottom bunk?'
'…Responding quickly like that after I tell you you're a bad liar isn't helping your case…'
'You're annoying. Just go to sleep.'
'Haa?! I offer you my bed and you call me annoying?'
…Yes. Haruka could definitely see how he was a factor in Rin’s constant desire to bicker with him.
I bet you thought Haruka was talking about sex from the first sentence don’t even lie to me my eyes can see straaaaiaiiight through your armor.
I hate you so much right now.
..okay, but honest to god, the first thing that came to my mind was
Rin found himself gripping the hilt of the tiny blade tighter than he was just moments ago, if even possible. He was right there - the blue eyed bastard who ruined everything; who took his father away from him, who ultimately ruined his life with every snarky, condescending comment he cast Rin’s way. He was right there, hanging clumsily off the precipice with the tips of his fingers, so fucking vulnerable and helpless.
Like Rin had been all this time.
The red haired teen found himself grinding his teeth together as he raised his arms above his head, knife still in hand as crimson met sapphire. ‘Everything that’s happened so far…’ Rin heard his own voice, but found he had no control over it, ‘it’s been your fault, Haru…’ Something flickered in Haruka’s shimmering eyes, but Rin ignored it. ‘It’s your fault!’
Rin’s arms lowered, his eyes shut, a sound escaped Haruka, but before Rin could take anything else in, an explosion sounded from behind him, followed by a powerful force slamming mercilessly into his back, the impact sending him flying over the edge of the cliff he was safely perched over just seconds ago.
And then everything faded into a dark void.
YEAH I DID JUST REWRITE MY FAVOURITE MOMENT BETWEEN HOPE & SNOW AS DEPRESSING RINHARU.
ANGST ANGST ANGST
I REALLY LIKE THIS AU, LIKE JUST— SHOWER.
ALTERNATE UNIVERSE, YOU ASK? OKAY, THE WORLD IS A SHOWER.
I love it. I love you anon. & I will enjoy this.
okay but no they’re just going to be taking a shower, I know that’s what you intended but my imagination is just so friggin fantastical “wanna shower together Rin?” “HARU PLS THE WORLD IS MY SHOWER!!!!!!!!!!!”
((okay I cannot for the life of me write 3 sentence fics this isn’t even real life so uh this is a bit longer than 3 sentences—))
Rin knew it was getting out of hand. Hell, he knew it was getting out of hand the second he heard the shower curtain moving behind him and felt his presence lingering just a few inches away from his naked flesh.
Rin felt a blush creep up the back of his neck, which was obviously in plain sight of the prying eyes behind him. Damn it, he better not be wearing a fucking swimsuit… was Rin’s final thought before he felt those familiar palms gliding over his sides before strong arms constricted around his waist, pulling him backward until Rin felt his back collide with the solid chest of the one trapping him.
And within a fraction of a second of being dragged into said embrace, Rin grimaced when his lower back made contact with that nylon texture he knew all too well. You have got to be kidding me, Haru…
…..you’re a sadist. the first one what the actual hell is even ha pp en i ng is t his ev e n—
a lot of people like blind AUs these days…..
but okay I’ll go with the least emotionally scarring AU.
IT TURNED OUT TO BE MORE THAN 3 SENTENCES /WHEEZES/
The ear piercing screech that escaped Leia’s tiny form nearly caused Alvin to take a tumble; & probably would have made him end up dropping more flour on the girl’s head than he had initially intended.
It was… really stupid, he concluded.
Leia had this strange habit of spontaneously showing up at Alvin’s bake shop in the early hours of the day, sometimes before the sun even rose. Not that that was a problem because Alvin was always awake by that time anyway, starting his baking for the day’s sales. The problem was that Leia - innocent, cheeky teenager Leia - was a troublemaker. A big one, at that.
'Hey, Alvin. What's this thing do?'
'Don't look at me like that! I can cook, sure, but baking is a completely different art!'
'Do you need help with anything? Maybe I can— uwah!!'
Usually, the scarf loving baker could put up with the girl’s shenanigans, grinning at her before teasing her about this or that. It was kind of their thing, he supposed. But Leia would sometimes - emphasis on sometimes - drop something, get something dirty, press something she shouldn’t press… And on this particular day, Leia ended up spilling a large amount of Alvin’s flour supply on the floor.
And somehow, on this same particular day, instead of getting after the girl and scolding her to be more careful, Alvin picked up some of the flour that had fallen to his feet and threw it… directly into Leia’s unsuspecting face.
i SU c K AT tENsES & W r iT ing In C HAr C at E R