持久力

en·dur·ance enˈd(y)o͝orəns noun the fact or power of enduring an unpleasant or difficult process or situation without giving way. -- -- Independent Free! RP blog for Nitori Aiichirou. [ click the star! ]

[jikyuuryoku]

"Ai? Are you in here?" He called out as he entered the room, balancing a tower of books in his hands. "I brought you some of your compulsory reading..."

@rinfestedwaters

He wasn't expecting Rin back so soon, so Ai startles from his desk a little when the knob of their door turns and Rin enters through the threshold. Worse still is what he comes bearing - not gifts, not food, but.... Second year learning material....!

He scratches his cheek, at the spot just below his beauty mark.

"Rin-senpai, did you go to the library? Careful you don't drop those...!" He's up and out of his chair in a flash to walk across the room and start taking books off from the top of the tower.

...

And then his eyebrows fold,

"Actually, how did you know what was on my reading list?"

[jikyuuryoku]

//I know I'm screaming into the void at this point as this fandom is long dead, but if anyone was interested in writing together, please reach out! I'd love to thread something. Here or on discord.

I've watched all canon material up to and including Final Stroke 2.

[jikyuuryoku]

I don't know if I should be offended or what...!

"I've been told I bring out the best in people."

[kisumitenderly]

“You didn’t answer my question..”

[jikyuuryoku]

"I'm not trying to. I'll do it."

[jikyuuryoku]

"You'd be surprised."

[kisumitenderly]

“…….you trying to top?”

[jikyuuryoku]

I don't know if I should be offended or what...!

"I've been told I bring out the best in people."

[jikyuuryoku]

"It's a bold cold open, but a reasonable request depending on the audience."

[kisumitenderly]

“….! I doubt you’re the one offering..”

[jikyuuryoku]

"You'd be surprised."

[jikyuuryoku]

//is anyone out there...

[kisumitenderly]

“Sometimes you just want to get bent over and have your back blown out, is that too much to ask?”

[jikyuuryoku]

"It's a bold cold open, but a reasonable request depending on the audience."

[jikyuuryoku]

//How dead or alive is it here? 👀 I have an Ai muse kicking around and I'm eager to write.

I'd also happily bring Rin out of the closet after (checks notes) 12 years. I kind of just miss the low stakes of most Free! RP in general.

[orcx-nus]

@jikyuuryoku liked for a starter!

"H-Huh? Ai?"

Makoto looked puzzled as he hesitantly approached the younger man, still not quite sure that he was seeing the image before him properly.

It had been a while since Makoto had seen Ai, what with his busy Tokyo life and studies preventing him from paying Iwatobi a visit lately. So imagine his surprise at seeing the other sitting and waiting on his campus' grounds.

He couldn't tell if his heart was fluttering from confusion, joy, or worry.

"What are you doing here in Tokyo all of a sudden? And here of all places?"

[jikyuuryoku]

Ai was learned, and intuitive, and perceptive. And he knew well ahead of time that this happened to be Makoto's campus; the moment his professor had asked him if he had time to visit for a related assignment, the answer was an easy one. Beyond the idea of being able to visit Tokyo, there was an unfurnished spark of something in his gut at knowing the possibility of closer proximity.

Nothing between them had been malicious - or even intentional. Life moved on, and so did they, and when communications slowed to a stop, Ai assumed Makoto to be caught under the swell of medical school.

Yet still. All of this, and the idea of crossing paths with one of several hundreds of people seemed like impossible odds.

Then, he hears his name.

"Makoto--?! Tachibana-san?" The language flip doesn't even occur to him; Ai, from where he had been sitting on a campus round bench, starts to rise to his feet, expression evenly split between bewildered and worried and hopeful all at once. "On an assignment," he clarifies immediately, and in its wake his lips finally begin to curve into a sunny - if slightly rueful - smile. "Sorry, I should have called you ahead of time that I'd be in the area, but figured you'd be busy. Given it's the middle of a weekday, and I'm unsure what your class schedule is like-- I wasn't sure if you'd transferred, or... ..." His words are rapid-fire; over-explained, illustrative of his uncertainty.

[jikyuuryoku]

sharkbitings​:

Rin had been out of it lately, he was in his own little world, it definitely was out of character of him to forget anything. He takes said towel and begins to wipe off the sweat that was upon the his skin from the light workout he had done earlier.

“It wasn’t like I did it on purpose. Accidents happen.” He brushes it off as if it wasn’t all that important.

Ai knows better than to fall into the best-laid trap that is Rin’s dismissive, almost curt tone; if anything it could be more a reaction to embarrassment than Rin trying to cover something up that was bigger. For this reason, Ai offers Rin a simper, equal parts sympathetic and obedient.

“Of course not,” Ai agrees, waiting a beat before taking out his second towel to dry himself off, head first. Then, “If you wanted to steal my towel, you’d just do it.” A bit of levity - because if Rin had something on his mind, this might be a simple way of assuaging it. With lightt-hearted humour. Besides, even if Rin-senpai stole my towel, something tells me he’d return it eventually, anyway...

[jikyuuryoku]

sharkbitings​:

‘ Do you have a towel? I forgot mine at home.’

“Hm? I think I do, let me just--” Ai’s arm seems to disappear completely into his sports bag, but miraculously he procures a spare, clean towel from the depths of it.

“It’s unlike you to forget your gear,” Ai notes - and his tone isn’t accusatory. If anything, should Rin squint, he might hear the faintest hint of worry.

[jikyuuryoku]

sharkteethandduckfeathers​:

Keep reading

Ai isn’t so sure what he expected; in his mind’s eye, a confronted Rin was confident, maybe a little cocky, and certain of what he wanted. At the same time, Ai didn’t think he had it in him to bring this side of Rin out to play so-- suddenly. He barely had to ask, barely had to hint at the elephant, and yet. 

Because he had spent so long ignoring the obvious, it was almost as if imagining that barrier being broken was itself an impossible task; the idea of Rin being aroused by him an impossible thought. It’s insane, Ai thinks in hindsight, shoulders pressing to the wall and a choked breath caught in the back of his throat, how easily we convince ourselves something is true without the world to say it is.

Thanks for proving me wrong.

“Rin,” he exhales, quiet yet thick; much like Rin himself, cognitive function and words were pretty hard to come by when six years’ worth of unspoken promises are currently being fulfilled between their pinned bodies and the too-sweet taste of Rin’s lips on his own. The hand on Rin’s belt slides to the small of his back instead; Ai isn’t shy, and in fact he is eager to commit as much of this moment to memory. So his palms slide under Rin’s shirt, just enough to feel the dip of his spine as he presses into their kiss, slotting one of Rin’s lips between both of his own. 

[jikyuuryoku]

@sharkteethandduckfeathers asked:

[ hips ]  your muse pulling mine in close by the hips.

--

It’s funny what a little bit of solitude and introspection can do to people. This was hardly the first time Rin and Ai have stumbled out of some cafe together during one of Rin’s many visits back home, taking advantage of the face time as best as they could and pretending, as they always do, professionally and on cue, that neither of them feel or care for that magnetic tug. Ai reckons it’s been two, maybe three years since graduation; a cumulative six since they’ve known each other by name. That’s about six years of mutually agreeing to ignore the elephant in the room.

To Rin’s credit, he started it. Insisted stopping at his hotel just for a second to pick something up before the two of them carried on, probably to meet up with someone else - Ai can’t even remember the name Rin mentioned. He couldn’t tell you when his field of view became nothing but broad shoulders and red hair. It was clear RIn was thinking, but stopped short of doing something. 

Ai thinks he gets it. Rin’s staring at the elephant, probably praying to god Ai will look at it, too. And Ai, in all his tenacity and unbridled self-commitment, refuses to disappoint.

"Rin.” Hands are on Rin’s hips, a touch far too rare to be anything less than obvious. Ai tugs, just enough to bring their bodies together - and if he leans against his friend, presses their bodies flush, just enough to get his point across, he will not deny it. Despite the proximity, the way he looks at Rin is almost with reprimand. “I’ve met you half way. Now I need you to do the same.” Otherwise, I might loose my cool...!

[amourmemes]

❥     𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖  𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄   𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍   𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒   .

inspired  by  devotedecay’s  non - sexual  acts  of  dominance  meme  ! send  in  one  of  these  for  my  muse’s  reaction  to  … (  add  ❝  reverse  ❞   if  you’d  like  to  see  how  my  muse  would  preform  the  action  !  )

[ shower ]   your muse joining mine in the shower.

[ choke ]   your muse choking mine.

[ kiss + soft ]   your muse pulling mine into a tender kiss.

[ kiss + rough ]   your muse pulling mine into a rough kiss.

[ pin ]   your muse pinning mine down.

[ wrists ]   your muse roughly grabbing mine by the wrists.

[ push ]   your muse pushing mine into bed.

[ rip + clothing ]   your muse tearing a piece of clothing off my muse.

[ spank ]   your muse spanking mine.

[ pull ]   your muse pulling my muses hair.

[ talk ]   your muse talking dirty to mine.

[ eyes ]   your muse making mine look them in the eyes during.

[ down ]   your muse pulling mine down by their collar / clothes.

[ knees ]   your muse telling mine to get on their knees.

[ hips ]   your muse pulling mine in close by the hips.

[ denial ]   your muse putting mine through orgasm denial.

[ many ]   your muse making mine orgasm over and over.

[ tied ]   your muse tying my muse down.

[ lazy ]   your muse lazily beginning to touch mine.

[ love ]   your muse telling mine they love them during.

[ dominance ]   your muse taking the lead and dominating mine.

[ submission ]   your muse letting mine take the lead and submitting to them.

[ humiliation ]   your muse humiliating mine, re: name-calling and verbal abuse.

[ pain ]   your muse hurting mine in bed, whether intentionally or not.

[ knife ]   your muse using a knife in bed, whether for threat or actually cutting mine.

[ hidden ]   your muse having sex with mine somewhere semi-public.

[ public ]   your muse having sex with mine in public, whee other people watch.

[ adore ]   your muse being near reverent with mine in bed.

[ dress ]   your muse having mine dress up in lingerie.

[ eat ]   your muse eating mine out.

[ sleep ]   your muse touching / beginning to have sex with mine while they’re asleep.

[ gag ]   your muse gagging mine, or or making them be quiet.

[ blindfold ]   your muse blindfolding mine.

[ praise ]   your muse praising mine in bed.

[ good ]   your muse calling mine a good boy / girl.

[ want ]   your muse telling mine they want them.

[ snarl ]   your muse growling and / or baring their teeth at mine during sex.

[ mark ]   your muse purposefully marking mine up with bruises, hickies, ect.

[ wall ]   your muse shoving mine up against a wall.

[jikyuuryoku]

sharkteethandduckfeathers​:

“Oh?” Rin grinned, stepping up into Ai’s space purposefully without touching him. He leaned down, ghosting his cheek against Ai’s. “You were forced, were you?” He spoke into Ai’s ear. “Tell me, what is it that you did to prevent yourself from… exploding?”

Rin stepped back again, dropping his teasing tone in favour of something more serious. “I’m sorry that you felt that way for so long.” You didn’t tell me. “There’s nothing I can do about the past except to acknowledge your feelings now.” I didn’t know. “I guess, I have to hope that’s good enough.”

“Rin,” Ai warns in a low, emphatic whisper; suddenly the space between them was so small, and it took all the certainty out from Ai’s actions. How quickly and easily Rin could throw him off balance, just like that... It’s always been like this. Since day one, he’s made a mess of me. Ai’s cheeks flush red and rather than looking at Rin straight, Ai is looking at him from the corner of his eyes; if he turned his face forward, it’d be no good.

Thankfully, though, Ai did still have one round of ammunition: his lived truth. And to Rin’s cocky, confident, smarmy inquiry, Ai offers a too-innocent smile. Suddenly feeling so sure, in fact, that he does turn to face Rin fully, locked in eyesight, filling their peripherals with only each other.

“I wrote in my journal.” Among other things, but Rin was going to have to get him behind closed doors to get Ai to admit to it openly.

Rin’s sudden somber tone urges Ai to shake his head, again tugging at the hem of Rin’s sleeve as a silent show of support. “It isn’t your fault. You couldn’t have known. I went to great lengths to hide it, so... Don’t mind.” His smile is unshaken, rock steady - as it always has been. “We’re moving forward, right? That’s what matters now.”

[jikyuuryoku]

sharkteethandduckfeathers​:. 

Rin frowned, looking at Ai. He didn’t understand. “Why… wouldn’t there be novelty?” he asked. “Seeing someone you care about that way, shouldn’t that always be exciting?”

“I…didn’t see you completely without clothes today,” he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. Rin continued walking to occupy his feet. At least if he were moving, it felt like he were going somewhere.

“Before…” Before today. Before the kiss. It felt like a lifetime ago. “Seeing you was no different than seeing Sousuke or Haru. Just…teammates. Friends. Now.” He shrugged. “It feels different. To me.”

Well. Rin had a point, and Ai was doing a pretty bad job of deflecting the obvious; he not-so-subtly clears his throat. He spares a moment to look over their shoulders, as if to make sure the rest of their teammates were nowhere within earshot, at least a mile back near the Izakaya. Because admitting personal stuff was exactly that: personal. Only for Rin’s ears.

“When you like someone and share a room and a swim team with them, and you’re forced to see them shirtless every day,” Ai intones, looking to Rin almost accusatory, “You learn to cope. Otherwise, you just explode.” 

But he listens to Rin as he explains further, and Ai thinks he gets it. And despite his own anecdote, Ai thinks he can begin to understand Rin’s feelings. For the first time in the history of their kinship with one another, Ai feels as if he knows something in a way Rin doesn’t. And the way he smiles up at him is all reassurance, and confidence, and certainty, and kindness and compassion.

“I understand. Because now something’s clicked, right? It’s changed.” And he titters, in that self-deprecating manner that has always been so typical of him. “Imagine feeling like this for three years straight.” He gently tugs on the hem of Rin’s sleeve, a grounding motion. “Well... Not that it’s a competition. I mean it as if to say, I get it. Maybe I sound calm about it, but if you pried my chest cavity open, I think you’d just see my heart doing laps around itself.”

[jikyuuryoku]

sharkteethandduckfeathers​:

Rin laughed. “You’re right,” he said. “Ocean it is.” And the next part tumbled from his lips without his permission. “Maybe I’ll get to see you without your clothes.” The moment the words fell from his lips, Rin covered his mouth, feeling his face flush. His moving feet slowed to a stop and he looked over at Ai, the red spreading along his cheeks and down his neck.

“Ai, I’m sorry I - ” What the fuck was wrong with him? Now that they’d crossed into something…else, it was like Rin didn’t have control over what flew from his mouth anymore. All he knew was what Ai’s hand was warm in his and that when Ai got close to him, his heart felt like it was going to burst from his chest.

Ai blinks. And then blinks again. If he thought he could keep colour from his cheeks earlier, i t was wishful thinking; now? It’d be delusion, what with how fast his cheeks flush a deep crimson red. To save them both though, Ai clears his throat and then laughs, looking to Rin through a sideward, chipper gaze. 

“Why is that such a novelty? You’ve seen me shirtless plenty of times. You saw me shirtless just this afternoon.” A solid save, he thinks, if he completely ignores the very obvious implications of Rin’s outburst. Not because he finds them offputting - rather, everything was coming in so quick, and the idea that Rin has thought of him like that is a lot to process.