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[ text ] my boss made my mugshot into an āemployee of the monthā poster.
TO | kisumi
FROM | a concerned friend(?)
SUBJECT | ā¦..!
(1/3) thats as hilarious as it is depressing
(2/3) almost as depressing
(3/3) how do you even get hired anywhereĀ
ā
ā My character will protect yours
"They wonāt stop?! It wonāt stop."
Iwaizumi, or heās pretty sure thatās what his name was, kept repeating the phrase over and overāheād overheard him grumbling to himself just a few seats away from him and really, heād never meant to actually get involved. To be honest, he sounded like he was on the brink of insanity. But now, here Rin sat staring at a strangers cellular device buzz out of control.Ā
It wasnāt broken or anything. No, it was the exact opposite. What came through was a continuous plethoraĀ of text messages all from the same senderāsomeone namedĀ dumbass oikawa?Ā Half of these werenāt even proper sentences at this point, most ridiculous emoticons, all coming in at an impeccable speed. The phone buzzed for minutes. Rin could hardly imagine how long itās been going before his own arrival.Ā
"Okāok, do you know how to block numbers?" A bead of sweat dropped down the redheads face, gripping the phone with a certain intensity. He could understand what the other was going throughāalmost. Nagisa sent large influxes of texts from time to time, though not to this extent. As if he were on a dire mission, he pressed buttons quickly, jumping when the phone buzzed with new messagesā
and then finally came to a halt.Ā
"There. Youāre safe now, probably."Ā
Chess Drabble Prompts
Send me one of these and:Ā
ā My character will praise yours
ā My character will proclaim their love for yours
ā My character will protect yours
ā My character will give yours adviseĀ
ā My character will fight alongside yours
ā My character will encourage yours
ā My character will insult yours
ā My character will seduce yours
ā My character will betray yours
ā My character will threaten yours
ā My character will attack yours
ā My character will use yours
[ text ] i donāt remember much about your party last weekend but i remember you being so drunk you were crying in your driveway about pickles at four am
TO | thief? pervert? criminal?
FROM | RIN MATSUOKA
SUBJECT | i honestly didnt invite you for a reasonĀ
(1/2) tell anyone a word of this and i swear to god
(2/2) i will break both of your kneecapsĀ
TFLN meme part 8.
[ text ] iām taking a pole dancing class this morning. can i put you down as my emergency contact? iām NOT putting my mother [ text ] i just referred to our excessive fireball consumption as a team building exercise and everyone agreed. [ text ] you answered the door wearing a basket, said it was the only clean thing you had. [ text ] thank you for holding my vodka while the police let me ride their horse. [ text ] Someone in the elevator just told me I looked like a struggle but I smell very prettyā¦ [ text ] what part of āiām handcuffed to an ovenā do you not understand? [ text ] You put your finger on my lips and told me āthe butt is natureās pocketā. [ text ] quick question: how do i take a nice picture of my ass? iām asking you because i figure with an ass like yours youāre probably experienced [ text ] My cat is staring at me while I drink my wine on the bathroom floor in the morning instead of attending class. Sorry mom and dad. Sorry cat. [ text ] i stole nothing, broke nothing, and stabbed nothing. arenāt you proud of me? [ text ] I just had to explain to a 5 year old why I had fuzzy handcuffs hidden in a macaroni box under my bed. [ text ] Iām hungry, horny, and thirsty. Pick two you want to help out with. [ text ] my boss made my mugshot into an āemployee of the monthā poster. [ text ] give me back my underwear. this is not a request. [ text ] Shoot me. Guy hitting on me with a beaver on his head. Says it is his spirit animal. [ text ] This little girl and her dad are walking behind me. āWhy is he wearing pajamas?ā Mind your own business, kid. [ text ] iāve been laying here all day wondering why my back hurt so bad and then i remembered last nightā¦ when you pushed me through that glass table. [ text ] once he tried to wake me up from my hangover nap to have sex, thatās when things went downhill. [ text ] Iām not sureā¦ but I think I just found a porno I starred in during my black out week of ā08. [ text ] i just looked at those āheyā messages and i was so confused and then i remembered we were practicing texting with our tongues. [ text ] Well, if it makes you feel any better Iāll be drinking tequila and doing lines on Halloween. Just like old days. [ text ] you wrote me a haiku titled, ālet me touch your buttā [ text ] side note: on a scale of 1-10, how bad an idea is it to hook up with 9 cats guy? [ text ] And now to play every stonerās favorite game: Where the Fuck Did We Park the Car?! Disneyland Edition! [ text ] The best part of the night was you shouting āI have to take the LSAT tomorrowā between shots of fireball. [ text ] i donāt remember much about your party last weekend but i remember you being so drunk you were crying in your driveway about pickles at four am
so.....did we fāck or nah [ oikawa + rin ]
Itās not that unusual for him to spend his nights out ā especially nowadays, with a legitimate job that required him to show his face around from time to time. Most of these outings ended up just fine ā itās not as if he makes it a habit to get drunk, not yet at the age where itās legal to do so (and even if he was, heās kind of a lightweight, judging by his adventures thus far; it just wouldāt work.)
Yesterday wasā¦ a little different. It had started off innocently enough ā him, Bokuto, and drinks continously bought for them by other people; technically, nothing couldāve gone wrong. Alas, neither of them proved to be particularly good at holding their alcohol; and while he recalls the first, few hours (meaningless talks, vulgar songs, curious gazes locked on him from across the room) after that, it becomes a blur. He just barely recalls going out of the bar, the fresh air doing absolutely nothing to sober him up, and ā
ā¦ thatās it.
Needless to say, the hangover he wakes up with is unreal. Itās a string of curses that slaps him awake (oddly enough, considering he had specifically set āAnacondaā as his alarm to rise in a mood slightly better than usual.) The shifting nearby doesnāt startle him nearly as much as it should; for some reason or another, heād been sleeping in one bed with his tool of a husband for some time now, neither willing to move on the couch. The curses donāt sound very like Kisumi, however ā and neither does the tone of the other boyās voice.
Doubtfully, he opens his eyes (one at a time, slowly, hissing through his teeth at the sharp pain in his temples) ā glances at the figure next to him, immediately realizing that itās not one that belongs to his husband. First of all, his hair is a much darker shade of pink ā still ridiculous, but nevertheless more acceptable ā second, he seems a little shorter (built just as sturdily, though) and third ā hisā¦ teeth? Itās probably still the sleepy blur covering his eyes; he needs to blink that away before making judgements.
āAaaahā¦ could you shut up for a moment? Please,ā the noises definitely werenāt helping his headache; neither did the light, orā¦ well, anything. Despite all of that, he forces himself awake: rises slowly, shakily, rolling his shoulders in clear discomfort. Now, this was a definitely strange situation (but heās in pain, so he doesnāt mull it over; focuses on something else instead) that probably required investigation ā for the time being, the fact that he might have slept with the guy next to him doesnāt really dawn on the teenager (nor does the fact that the boxers on his hips definitely do not belong to him), as he turns his head towards the other slowly to ask:
āSoā¦ who are you? And what are you doing in my apartment? My bed? My ā oh, shit. Oh ā ā¦ dudeā¦ā
Already on the brink of absolute despair, a nervous sweat rushes over him as his fellow male begins to speak. If Rin wasn't already there, the fear and tone coming from the others voice brings him to his harsh reality--that something very very regrettable had happened last night. Perhaps if by some stroke of luck, if the anonymous boy present hadn't woken up, Rin could have been better off. Snuck out of bed, find some clothes (whereĀ didĀ his boxers go?) , make his way the hell out and deny anything like this had ever happened. A bad nightmare, even.Ā
But now, this complete stranger was conscious and just as confused as the redhead himself. It seemed this unfortunate turn was unavoidable.Ā
He searched for words desperately, his mouth dry and heartbeat erratic. It wasn't as if he'd been in this situation before--he was a teenager, a busy, responsible teenager aiming for the olympics. Rin simply didn't have time to go out on wild outings, or anything that wasn't a quick bite with Sousuke. Maybe there was a mixer or get together thrown here and there, but maintaining his physique and grades were most usually top priority. Not whatever this was.Ā
Red eyes glanced at the brown haired male in quick bursts, as if staring for too long could bring even more misfortune. Although Rin was mainly inexperienced, he wasn't stupid. This set up could only lead to one answer--one he frankly, wasn't comfortable coming to terms with. He'd never....committed any acts such as this. Was this it? He'd lost his virginity to someone he'd never met? And to add the despairing icing to this disaster cake, he couldn't even remember it. Call him ridiculous, but this was kind of crushing.Ā
It wasn't until after a few minutes of idle groaning Rin realizes he's just committed adultery. He's married, technically, and it's safe to assume the brown haired boy at his bedside is also. As if dealing with one spouse wasn't enough, there was the possibility of the others partner finding them in this...compromising position. His head fell into his hands.
What did he do... What did he do to deserve this? Was he cursed? Did God hate him? Perhaps.Ā
Pale hands rose from his face, through his hair, falling then to his neck nervously rubbing the back. He doesn't dare make eye contact.
There's a cough, followed by a small moment of silence before Rin finds his voice.Ā
"Um." What was he doing. Jesus save him. "Shit. This is so fucked up." The redhead rips the sheets off his legs, getting out of the bed in an awkward stumble. He's upset, confused, and--still, uncomfortably unclothed except for the bright pink briefs Rin definitely doesn't own. A string of jumbled curses flow out while the boy in distress eyes the room in search for his garments.
"Where are my clothes? Holy shit."Ā He'd need to make a quick escape if the others spouse was present.
"Is--Is your partner home?"Ā
untitled | rin & haru
Right. Of course Rin did, in fact, hear Haruās quiet voice mutter the redheadās name. There was no way he wouldnāt; the younger had fantastic hearing, probably illegally so, but it was nothing Haru could really change. So to see Rin turn his head at breakneck speeds wasā¦ honestly probably a little concerning, even to Haru. He wouldnāt be surprised if Rin had whiplash, now, in all honesty. The other was a danger to himself, apparently. And, of course, Haru didnāt miss the fact that Rin stumbled over what looked like nothing, and was probably just air. A danger to the public as well, clearly, but still, Haru found himself reaching out to at least keep Rin from seriously injuring himself. He didnāt, however, factor in gravity and the fact Rin had a few extra pounds of muscle on Haru, which caused the older of the two to loose his balanceā
āsending them both to the ground, Haruās elbows hitting the ground at an uncomfortable angle. Ouch, that would definitely bruiseā¦ but he was sure nothing was broken. Scraped and bruising, yes. Broken, no. "ā¦Ch. You need to be more careful, Rinā¦"
Rin's heart had been thundering at an embarrassing speed since he got wind of Haruka by chance. It always seemed to be by chance with him, as if by some miracle (he wonders if it's a curse), no matter how long he and his friend were separated, they'd never completely stray. And as if to further prove that fact, here he was. The same stoic expression, monotone yet slightly bewildered tone of voice he'd somehow come to miss.Ā
It made him want to cry.
He wouldn't allow that, however--because he knew the only response he'd get would be the typicalĀ 'Why are you crying', he'd say undeniably confused. Or, he'd just say Rin's name softer than he'd ever heard, quiet but filled with emotion and answers he couldn't read through. He'd probably cry more. How embarrassing...
The redhead pouts a little, awkwardly looking down at Haru, hands at each side of his head. Bits of hair fall into his face as he stares before speaking up with a wary voice.Ā
"I didn't exactly expect to see you pop out of nowhere, did I?"
ā© it's not healthy for me to feel this way
Ā Ā ā He faltered in his steps. For a moment he looked at Rin, questioningly, blinking a few times. He hadnāt thought about that, but thinking about the situation they were in.. Wasnāt going for a drink a good idea, actually? They hadnāt seen each other in quite a few weeks and through some weird chain of coincidences they had ran into each other again. In Iunctum of all places. That really called for a little celebration, at least in Sousukeās book. He wasnāt one who drank much, being a sportsman who took lots of care of his body and paid attention to the stuff he ate or drank. The occasional soda or junk food always managed to find its way into his menu, but it didnāt happen a lot. Right now, getting hammered with your best friend sounded like an awesome idea, though.
He squeezed Rinās wrist a little more as a playful grin found its way on his face, tugging at his lips and giving him the expression of someone who had more than just a few shots in mind. ā I wasnāt going for that, but why not? ā He laughed under his breath - so low that it sounded more like a pleasant grumble. ā Not like you need lots of alcohol to get drunk. Youāre still canāt hold your liquor, can you? ā To be honest, he wasnāt sure whether Rin just got drunk easily or whether Sousuke just didnāt get drunk fast enough. Not like they had tried to find out more about this in detail.
ā Come. Itās not like Iām going to get you drunk, then do you in a dark alley. ā He paused and glanced over his shoulder to Rin. ā Unless you are into that. ā Gladly, they were already leaving the crowded street and entering a much quieter one. If anyone had heard those words, they sure would have lost it immediately. While they were walking, his hand had slipped off of Rinās wrist, only to take a hold of his hand. He entwined his fingers with Rinās and gripped them tightly, as if he was too afraid to let go of him - as though he was going to lose him again, for the umpteenth time.
Halfway down the alley, Sousuke stopped in front of one of the buildings and spoke up again, ā The bar looks shabby on the outside but itās nice once youāre in. Their cocktails are good. ā He turned to look at Rin. ā You should try their Sex on the Beach. ā
It's been maybe 3 and a half minutes, and Rin is already feeling at home. It's amazing, how comfortable he feels in Sousuke's presence alone. Joking around, talking like they always did, it was almost enough to make him completely forget the awful dystopia they were forced in. There were many instances where he and Sousuke were apart, back when he left for Australia, and now, when he was transferred to Hydread. Despite the things that came between him, his best friend never failed to return to him.Ā
Rin was truly thankful toĀ haveĀ Sousuke at his side again.Ā
He's less thankful for the teasing he thinks, upon hearing the smallĀ alcoholĀ comment. "It's not like it's my fault," Rin would say for the hundredth time, sporting a pout he found often occurred around his dark haired friend. As much as wished to deny it, Rin was an unfortunately extreme light weight--it's not something he likes to admit. Occasionally the redhead would argue its because he hardly drank, but in truth he drank as often as Sousuke, and that was next to none. What with them being swimmers and all, he'd oftenĀ avoidĀ alcohol.Ā
Though he couldn't exactlyĀ avoidĀ it this time--sure, he could deny Sousuke's offer--butĀ Rin knew that wasn't really an option. It had been ages since he'd hung out with Sousuke since the transfer, and there weren't many other location options. Hell, he'd come out tonight with no plans or destination, just a desire to get out of the cold apartment.
Rin would humour him. He might as well.
TheĀ redhead'sĀ mouth opens to accept his fellow swimmers offer, except what comes out sounds more like a wheeze Ā rather thanĀ comprehensibleĀ words. Rin wasn't exactly expecting that kind of analogy.
Instead of an awkward passerby, It's him who loses it immediately.
"Haaa?!"
"Wh--Sousuke!?"Ā
There's a moment where he stands limp, mostly shocked from that horribly lewd andĀ suggestiveĀ comment. Sousuke was always one to tease but this was---well, not something he could put into words right now. But it sure was something. He's come back to reality when he feels the larger teens fingersĀ intertwinedĀ with his. It's weird, or it should be he supposed, they were two teenage males. It wasn't expected of them. Except thoseĀ expectationsĀ don't stop Rin from squeezing the others hand just so, as if to say finally,Ā I'm here.Ā
Rin lets theĀ previousĀ comment go, allowing Sousuke to pull him along down the alley.Ā
"Sex on the..? Just what kind place are you working at, Sousuke.."
"Honestly..."
The fuck?
I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up. I fucked up.
Iām so sorry. Iām trash.
im coming for ur ass yuma..Ā
ā
FROM: RIN MATSUOKA
TO: SOU
SUBJECT: dont worry about it
(1/1)Ā PS, you're not being slutty, you're "making dreams true."
ā
FROM: RIN MATSUOKA
TO:Ā ?Ā ?Ā ?
SUBJECT: N/A
(1/1)Ā Almost ran you over in the parking lot. You look good
ā
FROM: RIN MATSUOKA
TO: who r u again..
SUBJECT: seriously
(1/1)Ā It's kind of sad that your greatest accomplishment today is that you stood up and didn't fall down.
[ text ] you told me that you were as fast as lightning and you wanted to race me. then you landed on your face after falling down the stairs
FROM: RIN MATSUOKA
TO: HARU
SUBJECT: shut up
(1/3) would you stop bringing that up? that happened six years ago, haru. SIX.
(2/3) it's not even that funny..
(3/3) i knew i shouldn't have let gou give you that video tape.Ā
ā© just married [ yuma + rin ]
Truth be told, that may have been what Yuma was aiming for. To trap the other and make it known that it might as well have been hopeless to even think there was an escape. Not just in this moment either. Truth be told, Yuma didnāt care. About what? Rin. This arrangement. Neither of those things. He really could care lessā¦ After all, there was only one purpose for him to continue on.. Even in a situation like this. After all, if he was to fail here not only would he fail himself but also Lucks.. His real family too. Making their current situation work was completely one sided. Yuma was to be in control.. And as such, his spouse was to realize who had the most power here.Ā
So he was trapped, yes.Ā
It would be bothersome otherwise.
It was fascinating. Almost amusing.. Another human may have realized by now that they were in danger. They may have sensed the threat already.. And yet, the one he cornered didnāt stand down just yet. He didnāt cowerā¦ Well. Surely, Yuma was finding at least a few more reasons to respect the other at least. To stand up to him despite the difference in size and even strength, Rin may have deserved some praise.
"Aaah..? Youāre still so annoying. Shut up already, yeah?ā Mm?"
Minimal distance indeed. In turn, Yuma cocked a brow in confusion but his expression soon became more amused. Like hell was he going to let Rin get by. So like this, there was only one option. āReally?ā¦ Are you just putting yourself in my arms now? Didnāt think youād be so willing. You a pervert or somethinā?ā Pervert or not, Yuma moved a hand to grip the otherās arm roughly.Ā
"You donāt care, huh? Iāll show youā¦ And Iāll show you why Iām better. How ābout that? Che.. Not like I need your permission or anything.."
By now, his irritation was more than obvious. His opposite hand had been removed from the wall if only to slam his fist back into it, this time creating a hold behind Rin. āAlright, Iāve got no more time to waste on you. Tsk.. You probably wonāt even taste that greatā¦ā Leaning in to check the otherās scent once more, wrinkling his nose. āBut itāll show you, right? Not to speak like you have a say in anything. Idiot.ā With that, and without further warning, Yuma pulled his hand from the wall if only to force the otherās chin up to give him more access. Another intruding tug and he forced the fabric of the otherās shirt out of his way as well before he sunk his fangs into the area between Rinās neck and shoulder.
Without giving a moment for Rin to get used to the feeling, heād sunk his fangs in deeper than necessary.. Rough. Careless. With a merciless hold to make sure that Rin couldnāt slip away. Once the blood started escaping the wounds he created, he began to indulge in his less than willing meal.
"Hahā Nn.."
More often than not, Rin's body would move before he thought. Although less than he was in the past, he was a relatively physical person--often using body language to express his emotions. It wasn't always in a violent way, he wasn't much of a fighter usually. But he did border on threatening. So by instinct, he continued to stand up to his taller, and most likely stronger spouse. Rin was never one to step down, after all. He wasn't going to start now.
Of course, it probably would have been a smarter course of action if he had--but that was all unbeknownst to the poor swimmer three seconds ago.
The action he had took was completely misunderstood much to the redheads dismay, seen more as a provocation rather than a threat. It was obvious now that this scene was more than just a battle of male dominance. But even despite himself, Rin refused to stand down. It wasn't as if he knew what was coming. With every word that came out of the blonde's mouth the swimmer found himself increasingly more irritated, more riled up. Could you really blame him?Ā
Continuously saying he was 'better than him', as if the other knew Rin personally, or anything about him. it never faltered to push him off the edge. He didn't know him. He didn't know the kind of person Rin was, or what he'd become. Not that Rin knew anything about Yuma.
Except maybe that his teeth were oddly sharpened in a way that made Rin's look normal.Ā
Ah.
The combination of pointed fangs and the words 'you probably won't taste that great' made the ignorant teen finally come to realize his predicament--but at this point it was too late.
Before he could do anything, said fangs had already began to sink into him. It pierced skin immediately, the hold Yuma had on him disabled any kind of movement, keeping Rin painfully stilled. It hurts. The pain is a sensation he's never felt before, though he's never actually been bitten. As moments passed he felt himself getting weaker. Small sounds escape his lips and Rin bites at them in an attempt silence himself.
"Kh...! Fuck, let go of--!"Ā There's a ragged inhale when Yuma sinks in deeper, eyes crinkling shut. He's struggling, or at least attempting to. But the vampires grip only strengthens, leaving Rin only able to meekly cling to his arms, nails digging further through the fabric of his clothes the longer he sucks.
"Quit it..Hah..Nn--!" He breathes, jagged teeth digging into his bottom lip, hard enough to spill blood. It is, actually, Rin realizes this when he tastes the metallic liquid just beginning to ooze from his lip. This didn't really spell good news.
Rin wills himself to open one eye first, then a second, so he can look right into Yumas. Although he's the one being attacked, those red eyes remain to hold a challenging glint, mixed with a pure hatred. When the redhead manages to utter a proper sentence, he seethes. "You're a monster." Rin says, out of breath but with a harsh tone nonetheless. "You're a fucking sick monster."Ā
25 & 29 !
Do they have any weird bedroom habits? Any unusual kinks?
OH BOY... if we're gonna get a lil #nsfw then i think rin wouldĀ coverĀ his face aĀ lotĀ during sex because he's probably really expressive?? so that's a habit of his.. i like to think Rin is actually reallsensitive in that kind of situation possiblyĀ because of nerves.. AS FOR KINKS I M.. well... u see
Does your character get restless when things are too quiet or do they favour solitude and silence? Why?
i think a mixture of both would describe him well!! rin often eats lunch with his friends and takes lots of pleasure being around them since childhood so i think he's used to being around people, but he definitely requires some good old rin-time.Ā
[ text ] STOP SENDING ME PICTURES OF YOU NAKED!! THIS VIOLATES THE FRIEND ZONE AGREEMENT
FROM: RIN MATSUOKA
TO: MAKO
SUBJECT: chill
(1/3) I wasn't naked, it was just upper body. i was only trying to give examples of ab workout results.Ā
(2/3) you may have impressive back muscles, but don't think you can skimp out on other exercises.Ā
(3/3) What.. you afraid of a little skin, Makoto? ;)
ā
FROM: RIN MATSUOKA
TO: MAKO
SUBJECT: please stop haru???Ā
(1/1)Ā his text ended with ... everyone knows dot dot dot equals infer sexy time.Ā
