Ran: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.-- [translation: I’M SORRY]
Rindou: What’s that?
Ran: Remorse code.
Rindou: I’m even angrier now.

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Ran: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.-- [translation: I’M SORRY]
Rindou: What’s that?
Ran: Remorse code.
Rindou: I’m even angrier now.
you have five minutes.”
the voice doesn’t explain. no rules. no logic. just time. a threadbare gift.
rin doesn't ask what it means. he doesn’t care.
“i want to see her,” he says. his voice low. final.
five minutes. with you.
he blinks. and the world changes.
soft lighting. a kitchen bathed in gold. muffled jazz playing through an old speaker. a life he doesn’t remember building— but one that knows him.
then:
“rin, are you seriously reorganizing the spice rack again?”
he turns.
and the air exits his lungs.
you. older. softer around the eyes. dressed in his oversized shirt—half-buttoned, sleeves rolled. one sock on.
you look at him like he’s something ordinary. like you’ve woken up next to him a thousand times. like the sight of him—tired, bare-faced, slightly stunned—is just part of your morning.
“you alphabetized them.”
you’re squinting at the shelf. you hum.
“do we even have saffron?”
his lips part. he doesn’t speak. can't.
his hands tremble, just slightly.
you step closer, brow furrowed.
“hey... you okay?”
and then you're in front of him. gentle fingers on his jaw. your thumbs stroke just beneath his lashes.
and you’re so warm. so real. so terrifying.
“what’s wrong?”
his voice barely exists. just breath and longing.
“nothing.”
but you smile, soft and crooked. like it’s the most him thing he could’ve said.
you lean in. your lips brush his cheek. his eyes flutter.
and you whisper it like a promise:
“we’re okay.” “you’re okay.”
later, he’s lying with you on a sun-drenched couch. your limbs entangled like thread. the room smells like citrus and books.
your hand combs slowly through his hair. you’re humming something tuneless.
he doesn’t know what year it is. doesn’t know how he got here. only that he’s home.
your voice breaks the silence.
“you gonna fall asleep on me again?”
his breath catches.
“maybe.”
“you’re such a cat.” you yawn, eyes fluttering. “a grumpy one.”
he doesn't answer.
he’s too busy memorizing everything— the shape of your fingers. the weight of his name in your mouth. the tiny scar on your knuckle from a kitchen accident.
he thinks he might cry.
but the light starts to fade. edges blurring. your face softening like a dream slipping underwater.
five minutes.
too short.
he wakes up choking on silence. back in his room. back in his lonely seventeen-year-old skin. his heart clawing at his ribs.
you're not here.
but your voice echoes in his chest. your laugh sits in the hollow of his throat. your touch clings to his collarbones like saltwater.
and rin itoshi, the boy who wanted nothing, who trusted no one— presses his hands to his eyes.
because now he knows the truth.
he wants you. so much it aches.
pt 2
p.s: repost cuz that grammar intro made me cringe and gave me an aura loss 😞
@x3nafix HERE U GO
random thoughs cuz yah
tbh i feel like itoshi rin would be so insanely touch starved to the point if you even place ghost kisses over his face he'll go insane and start whimpering, face red and flustered
same thing about rin, he'd probably also go feral for hugs or cuddles tbh </3 like pull him into a spooning position or sweethearts cradle and his heart will just go HSSAHSHHSAKK
Glitterylum s1 ep1 pg5
Yes, its been more than two months since my last post and my remodel job isn't even half done. But! I have forced myself to make time to paint a birthday present for @awritingcaitlin. So happy very late birthday!
Again, this is her OC Rinnie, performing a cultural water dance.
AI poisoning by Glaze and Nightshade.
This gif is so adorable. Ty Fandom Wiki ily.
A commission for @thornoisdono! It admittedly took me a moment to get to this one, but I'm glad I did finally muster the energy for it.
I mean... *slides hair behind ear* If he wants me, I'm not gonna say no :3
https://uquiz.com/quiz/dImgtk/which-blue-lock-character-is-your-soulmate
- ^ the link if y'all wanna do this test too