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SPLASH! Rin and Haru are jumping in for some Water Day fun! 🏊♂️🏊♂️
Today’s game: What do you think Rin and Haru dressed up as for Halloween? ❤💙 Leave a reply below! 👇
Rin complained about having to dress up but he went all out in a carefully designed Harley Quinn ensemble, complete with fishnets, a bat, and temporary tattoos. After all, he's not going to win Best Costume if he doesn't really go for it.
Haru said nothing about his costume. He left all his mascot suits at home because Halloween is not the time for those - they can be worn any day. He shows up in a swimming ghost outfit - white sheet, swim cap, goggles, flippers. He wins Best Costume.
Day 8 prompts for RinHaruWeek
I decided to work with @jtkofs ’s prompt about Catboys!RinHaru in front of the fireplace and challenge myself by drawing the RH AU that I enjoy the least ( I still love it, though! I swear! ;; )
@sapphiresflame I had no idea you didn’t like catboys! I would never know based on the perfection of this art! You’re amazing! I’m so flattered you tackled this, and I’m so proud of you for stepping out of your comfort zone! 💪🏼🥰💞😘
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prompt: rin and haru as witches! bonus: they have cats or can turn into cats
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“Haru!”
The door to the small cottage slams open as Rin stalks inside. He unlaces his boots, yanking his feet free, tossing the sodden footwear carelessly to the side. One sharp heel clatters against the metal coat rack with a resounding clang. Haru appears in the hallway, Rin’s black familiar nervously weaving around Haru’s bare ankles, tail puffed and twitching. They stare at Rin as though he’s lost his mind. On another day, he might humor both Haru and Sousuke, lowering his voice and apologizing for throwing his boots and creating a ruckus.
“What is it, Rin?” Challenge laces Haru’s tone, fists firmly clenched by his side. Rin eyes him cautiously, irritation diffusing as quickly as it had risen once he takes a moment to really see Haru and the air pulsing around him. The aura that usually surrounds his partner in business and in life a calm deep blue, ebbing and flowing around him like the ocean tides. At times, it lightens, practically glowing, when Rin’s own radiant joy infuses itself into Haru, bringing rays of orange and red fire streaking through the rippling air.
As Rin studies Haru’s aura, he forgets about his soaked socks, his chilled feet, and the unexpected lake he had to wade through once he passed through the gate onto their cozy property. He takes a step towards Haru, tentatively, followed by another one, hands up in a pacifying gesture, until he is directly in front of Haru. Sousuke stands between them, guarding Haru from Rin’s previous display of anger. Rin scoffs and nudges the cat out of the way with his foot, earning a soft hiss, though Sousuke moves aside slightly.
Rin grasps Haru’s hands, thumbs pressed firmly into his wrists as he attempts to read what’s ailing the other witch. Magic thrums under his thumbs, sluggishly, as though it actively attempts to hide from Rin’s assessment. “What happened today?”
Haru averts his gaze, wrenching his head to the side to stare at the wall.
Rin gives a light squeeze to Haru’s hands. “You can tell me.”
“I still can’t control it.” Haru’s voice is tight with stress and disappointment. “I don’t know what’s happening to me.”
“But you said-”
“I know what I said!” Haru roars, uncharacteristic and at odds with his steady demeanor. “I can’t fix this. Why is my magic so weak? Why isn’t it free anymore?”
Rin’s eyes tingle with shared frustration, except he can’t cry right now, not when Haru is the one dealing with magic deviation. He moves his hands up to Haru’s shoulders, this gesture hopefully interpreted as more supportive, more calming.
“Can I…will you let me try and help you?” Rin feels overly cautious, usually jumping into anything with both feet and then some, but he desperately longs to be of assistance, especially because this is Haru. He can’t sit by doing nothing as his partner’s magic grows weaker and more unpredictable by the day.
Haru scowls, though his posture uncoils a little, and the near-black cloud surrounding him brightens enough for Rin to read easily, allowing him to detect traces of the innate, beautiful azure that engulfs Haru.
“Haru. Please.” Rin’s chest is heavy, a band sitting across his lungs as he watches the myriad of negative expressions play across Haru’s face, each one more painful than the last. Finally, his eyes sharpen, the blue practically glowing as he schools his features into something fierce, something determined.
Haru takes a deep breath, one that Rin perceives not only in the hands still resting on his partner’s body, but inside him, as he sees the fire rekindle inside the stubborn, black-haired witch. He slips his fingers inside Haru’s shirt, pulling aside his collar as he trails his hand lower, until it rests directly over the other man’s core. The magic is there, fluttering under his palm, struggling to break free and be released from where Haru desperately restrains it, battling back its current chaotic state.
Rin guides Haru over to the couch, laying him down and unbuttoning his shirt, while settling his own breathing into as relaxed a state as he can muster given the circumstances. He kneels on the floor, peeling off his damp socks.
Haru frowns. “I’m sorry. I was trying to gather water to do something simple. Kid stuff.”
Rin nods in understanding - if Haru cannot direct and shape water, he cannot utilize his magic for their business. Rin has been carrying their joint load for months now, ever since Haru’s magic started deviating and his reliability as a Healer began to plummet. However, they are both aware that Rin lacks the capabilities of physical cures beyond herbal recommendations and simple tinctures. Rin heals auras through channeling his energy to restore spiritual balance and mental equilibrium, while Haru heals bodies by controlling the very life blood within. Together they can solve almost any malady of the mind, body, or soul that crosses their path. Alone, Rin is sinking.
“I couldn’t even conjure rain.” Haru whispers, shame coloring his face with an ashen pallor. “I could do that when I was seven years old.”
Rin hums, rocking forward on his knees, laying one palm flat on Haru’s abdomen, the other smoothing black hair off his forehead. He gazes into blue eyes, swirling endless depths, turbulent and dark, like the sea after a storm.
Haru blinks in confusion. “There was nothing, no matter how hard I focused or urged my magic up towards the surface, I called for it with everything I had. And then it snapped, it started thunderstorming, right in front of me, and the rain only stopped because I almost drained myself.”
The air hitches in Rin’s throat, lungs burning and heart aching when he pictures Haru passing out, alone, cold, and frustrated in an unwanted pool of water outside their front door. He has never been so grateful for natural protection from their own power, each witch’s core shutting the body down before it can consume itself entirely. It can be overridden, however it is dangerous and only possible under extreme emotional duress. He forces himself to relax when Haru flinches from how hard he pushes his hand down on his partner’s body.
“I’m sorry, Haru. I’m so sorry, I should have been here, I shouldn’t be seeing patients when you aren’t able to be at our practice. I should have been here, healing you, helping you. I saw it, saw what was going in, but I thought…I didn’t. Haru. I'm…” Rin finally stops babbling out his scattered apologies when Haru rests a cool hand atop his, their joined hands rising and falling gently with Haru’s slow, stable breathing. Rin shakes his head, and attempts to match the rhythm.
“It’s okay, Rin. I didn’t want you to know how bad it had gotten. I thought I could fix it.” Haru smiles softly at him, a slight quirk of his lips that shines like the sun.
Rin combs his fingers through Haru’s hair, willing the trembling to stop, before settling his palm back on the other witch’s forehead. He leans down, pressing a tender kiss to Haru’s mouth, coaxing him open, running his tongue along soft pink lips. He loses himself in Haru, breathing him in and flowing back out, a simple exchange of energy through means he doesn’t utilize in his professional life. As they connect together, he senses Haru’s core pulsing under his palm, expanding and growing with every throb of his own core that Rin shares.
Rin’s hand tingles as his magic escapes and enters Haru’s body, everything is so warm. His fingertips, his skin, his heart, his core - the longer the exchange goes on, the more Rin burns. He doesn’t care, he’ll give Haru everything if it will just fix him. All he longs for in this moment is Haru’s magical health. He senses himself shaking, something within him sputtering like a candle being snuffed out. He’s coming down. His head is heavy like lead and his vision fades at the edges. The fire is dying and it’s getting cooler.
Rin idly wonders how fog enters their cottage.
He’s cold.
His hands are numb but can still feel Haru’s energy surging underneath his skin.
It looks like it’s snowing inside…
Or maybe the white spots in his eyes are something else.
Rin reaches for his core, but his magic feels out of reach somehow. He should be concerned except he’s exhausted and cold and his eyes won’t stay open.
He’ll just rest for a minute, and then he can keep assisting Haru, finish balancing his spiritual energy.
Rin fades out, curling in on the void within him, accepting the darkness as it opens its gaping mouth and swallows him.
Rin is floating, fading, and so cold. He sinks into it, his mind empty, pulling him down into the swirling depths. Up above him he sees a tiny spark - though it’s small, it’s stunning and bright, and he can’t help but stare at its brilliance. Like the sun breaking through storm clouds, the light steadily grows as Rin rises to meet it. He’s tired, yet he is compelled to follow this shining beckoning energy above him, warm and comforting, like home, like life. It’s blue and it soothes him, undulating around him as he drifts towards it, until he is surrounded by a beautiful blue ocean, caressing him from the inside out. He’s awake, his mind alert, and he absorbs the water, allowing it to revive him as it washes away the haze and snow.
With a shuddering gasp, Rin’s eyes fly open as he breaches the surface and heaves for breath. His head feels as though it might float away and he clutches at it. He’s face down on top of Haru and so confused. Rin peers up at his partner, who is pale and trembling, yet looking healthier than before Rin collapsed. He glances to the side, the gleaming eyes of Sousuke watching him carefully, tail switching off the edge of the low table.
“How do you feel, Haru?” Rin’s throat is scratchy and dry, as though he hasn’t used his voice in hours or even days. “Did that help?”
Haru glares at him, equally horrified and proud. “I’m not worth burning out for. Don’t do that.”
“What?” Rin is lost, gazing helplessly at Haru, unsure when he became the one under scrutiny. He scrambles off Haru, except he’s unsteady and almost falls off the couch. Haru grabs his upper arms and maneuvers him securely between the cradle of his thighs, pulling Rin’s back flush against his chest. His embrace borders on too tight, but Rin settles back into it, tipping his head onto Haru’s sturdy shoulder.
“You pulled too much. You almost used all your magic Rin, you must have surged past the block. I’m not… you can’t do that.”
“I just wanted you healed, Haru.”
“Well I wasn’t sure if I was healed until I had to reach in and drag you back, and Sousuke helped ground me when I was getting frantic and struggling to control your blood, regulate your water. I almost couldn’t find you, Rin. Promise me you’ll never do that again.” Haru’s voice betrays him, words quivering with hurt and fear. Rin laces their fingers together where their hands rest over his heart.
“I wasn’t trying to do anything stupid,” counters Rin, though it’s weak. Sousuke hops into his lap, nudging his head against their clasped hands. Rin pets him mindlessly, regretful for frightening both his partner and his familiar, yet beyond grateful for them both. “I’ve never lost control like that Haru. I was so worried about you, I’ve been so worried about you, I didn’t know how to stop, I couldn’t tell it was too far. But you saved me.”
Haru runs his nose along Rin’s ear, light, tickling breaths shifting the loose strands of his hair. “We saved each other. Let’s never have to do that again.”
Rin swipes his thumb along the thin skin of Haru’s wrist, feeling the fluttering beat of his energy, the blue of Haru’s aura bright enough to engulf them both. He sighs. “Thank you, Haru.”
“Don’t thank me, just stay with me.”
“I will.” Rin closes his eyes, relaxing into the strength of Haru behind him, as a comforting wave of water flows through him and washes over him, cleansing him, nourishing him. “I love you, Haru.”
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Rin hesitates for too long - Haru will see right through him. He scrambles to remember what they had been discussing prior to him nodding off, and starts ticking them off in his head: dual exhaustion, the future, the past. Rin bolts up. “H-Haru. You want to travel together?”
Or, the deleted scenes from the DF RH audio drama track.
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By the time Rin reaches Haru's side, he is crouched down in front of a short, stout dog, mostly beige with a squashed black muzzle. Haru strokes its head and quietly carries on a one-sided conversation. Rin scans the posted information, murmuring to himself. “One year old female…fawn pug...docile and sweet…couch potato… clever...stubborn.” He raises his voice and chuckles. “Hey, this one has some of your traits. No wonder you seem to like her.”
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“Haru! Haru!” Rin bats his rusty paw into the cavern of the sisal-wrapped, carpeted condo, ears twitching with excitement. “Come out already! I hear people walking around, it’s an open house day!” He peers into the space, furtive red gaze gleaming in the darkness. Haru huffs and tucks his sleek ebony tail more tightly around his curled up body. He snuggles deeper into his paws, desperately trying to shut out Rin’s incessant mewling. He hates when the shelter opens up the doors to let people roam around for hours.
RinHaru Week Day 3: Water
for day 3 of rinharuweek, here’s a merman haru with a necklace he got from rin! i used the prompts water and merfolk (obviously)
…and i know the rh is not super strong here, but i randomly started drawing this last night so i just went with it!
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Day 3 - Road Trip/Vehicles
rinharu week day 1 - memories
making rainbows again
i forgot to start posting things here too! i have something for each day, but might post them in small batches until the last day
RinHaru Week 2018 Day 3: Merfolk AU
This is a scene from my fic where Rin is a mermaid afraid of humans and Haru is a human who wants to be a mermaid.
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The wild-haired man chuckles. “I'd like to think you wouldn’t have to search very hard for my cool side.”
Haru scoffs as he itches to run his hands through crimson locks in disarray, simply to smooth them out after a long flight, he convinces himself. “Is that so?”
“Are you sure after drooling on me is the best time for sass?”
RH Week Day 1: Royalty AU It’s my first time participating in a “week” for any fandom. I went all out on day 1 XD
