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gudaho · 7 days
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I think this is why Maomao says she doesnt have a mother
1. She has picked up the sentiment that a courtesan is not a mother, Fengxian was only ever a courtesan until Lakan bought her. So maomao was born by a woman not a mother
2. It is an attempt to preserve Fengxian's pride. She is a successful courtesan that helped keep her house afloat amid crisis to the detriment of her own health. Maomao doesnt call her 'mother' because it would bring attention to Fengxians failure to marry and raise her.
Stuff on Maomaos infancy below
I dont know the exact timeline. Lankan was sent away when his uncle was cast out, we dont know how Luomen wandered for. Before Lakan left he received word that Fengxians prospects fell through (bc she was pregnant). We know that when Luomen arrived to Verdigris house, Fengxian was either nearing the end of her pregnancy or had already given birth. We also know that she already had mild symptoms of syphilis. My theory is that Fengxian didnt feed Maomao because she was worried about Maomao contracting the disease.
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Maomao could call Pai rin her mother but that goes against 1. Courtesans are not afforded the luxury of motherhood and 2. It is a disservice to the prideful Fengxian who couldnt fulfill the duty even though she wanted to
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hanrinz · 1 year
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bf! rin who keeps in check of his s/o making sure if they are drinking water and have a proper sleep schedule. if his s/o is somewhat clumsy and doesn't pay attention to things, he'll probably hold your hand whenever you're together, making you walk at the safer side of the road, always kicking things out of the way that may seem like a threat to your clumsy self. he is probably the reason why his s/o is still alive lmao.
"that's the fifth time you've tripped today."
"shut up."
i want a rin itoshi, please and thank you.
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aliendragondreaming · 4 months
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dumb scribble comic
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hyusolk · 1 year
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@gimyung @lokislytherin thank u
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fiery-is-in-pain · 8 months
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nightord kaito is divorced and youre laughing. hes in a screaming match with gakupo and youre LAUGHING
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blondeaxolotl · 4 months
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Now that I drew Mey-Rin as tall and buff (and will continue from now on), I'll happily tell you that I also made her taller than Sebastian just to spite him
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hiorin · 7 months
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Hiori yo x Rin Itoshi
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baconcolacan · 6 months
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Duuuude Edd would totally be the kid who played with hand shadow puppets when he was younger. He’d play with them like actual toys and make whole stories with just his hands. This is well before he gets introduced to the concept of crafts to make paper puppets <3
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partrin · 9 months
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haru overhears rin singing elvis presley's "can't help falling in love" quietly to himself one day while rin is towel-drying his hair after a shower at his tokyo apartment and it makes him feel things, even though he doesn't understand the words.
he decides he likes it, and before they go to sleep (haru on the bed, rin on a futon on the floor because haru is too chicken-shit and uncharacteristically overcome by shyness to suggest sharing the bed) he asks rin, "what was that song you were singing?"
"hm? what song?"
"the one you were singing while you dried your hair."
rin hums thoughtfully and pretends he doesn't notice the way haru is boring holes into the side of his face. he thinks hard because: a) rin sings (or hums) all. the. time. to fill the silence, b) he must've done it subconsciously, and he cannot, for the life of him, recall what he'd been singing earlier and c) the fact that haru had even noticed is both mildly embarrassing and wildly distracting him from the very act of sifting through possibly >50 songs he sings/hums a day. today. he is sure he'd have sung at least the amount today, because being with haru means learning to be comfortable with prolonged silences sometimes (but also working to fill those silences).
he sings a lot when he's around haru (not that he'd admit to it). he thinks being around haru makes his heart sing (not that he'd admit to that either).
"song... song... what song was i—"
and then it clicks, and his blush shoots up to his hairline.
haru, despite having the emotional perception of a proverbial tree stump but being an expert in all (well, maybe not all) things rin, senses the several stages of embarrassment that play upon rin's features and decides to be merciful.
"it sounded nice," he says tersely. the smile that he gives rin is placating. a peace offering of sorts. "i liked it."
rin glances at him furtively before awkwardly coughing and clearing his throat. "you did?"
"mmh."
"do you... would you like me to sing it again?"
haru hears a soft tapping sound—probably rin's finger on the linoleum floor—and pays it no mind. chalks it up to a nervous tic of rin's.
"yes," is all he says. the tapping stops.
the room is silent for a second too long, but rin breaks it. all too suddenly.
rin's voice is unabashedly one of haru's most favourite things about him in the world. his speaking voice is a rich baritone, sometimes raspy, maybe even bordering on sultry whenever he teases him. it makes the tips of his fingers tingle like he's being charged with minute amounts of steady-flowing electricity from the ground up. it makes his heart beat a few paces faster; it shoots adrenaline through his body like absinthe pumping in his veins. it excites him. angers him. frustrates him. maybe even enamours him, sometimes.
but his singing voice? it drips over his soul like the smooth silk of honey from an upturned jar, leaves every fiber of his being covered in its sticky sweetness. it's gentle and mellifluous, which haru finds absolutely ridiculous, because rin is anything but gentle or mellifluous in nature. it's calming. soothing. reminiscent of the lullabies his late grandmother once sang him to sleep. it makes his eyelids droop like he's lying peacefully at the bottom of the sea because he feels so safe and comfortable, like he's floating atop a cloud.
okay.
maybe he's exaggerating.
but rin's voice is lovely, and in haru's mind, he's walking on air.
"rin," haru calls out gently, ignoring the mild disdain he feels over the fact he'd had to interrupt rin's singing for this. "i can't hear you well from the futon."
rin blinks. "are you suggesting that i—"
the blanket rustles, and even in the dim light of the night lamp, rin sees it. haru has scooted to the corner by the wall, one hand holding up half of his blanket gingerly. an invitation.
well if haru insists.
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they lay in the bed, close, but not nearly enough. haru looks at rin tenderly, blue eyes glistening in the moonlight, silently urging rin to carry on where he'd left off. but rin is stalling. or staring, rather. his carmine eyes look back at haru, matching in tenderness. he shifts slightly, exhales deeply. haru itches with impatience.
"rin," haru calls out again, gentler this time, voice laced with sleep. "sing?"
rin's eyes go dopey and he obliges, easing into the chorus.
"wise men say..."
haru doesn't even remember being lulled to sleep.
bonus: after rin returns to australia, he sometimes receives calls from haru, telling him he's having trouble sleeping. haru never explicitly asks rin to sing to him, but rin knows him like the back of his hand and does it anyway. when the line goes silent and is gradually taken over by haru's soft, even breathing, rin chuckles. he likes how haru enjoys him singing this one particular song, even if it's in english and haru doesn't understand a word. unbeknownst to him, rin means every word he sings.
("like a river flows surely to the sea, darling, so it goes; some things are meant to be")
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sillymachiine · 5 months
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your body, my temple baby!!!!
mikurin au drawing bc they back in my head
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obikonans · 2 months
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So the only character I have job in my modern obikonan is rin whose a teacher and sakura(bc of sasuke) chills with obikonan, a 17/18 chilling with them every now and then acting like divorce/relationship counsellor
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ideas-4-stories · 8 months
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Childish Battle
What Vocaloid song that fits Shanks and Buggy, if you see them more as siblings. That would be Childish War by Giga-P and Reol! But of course, it would be a parody of the song, so it fits Shanks and Buggy's life.
I mean just imagine that both of them have been captured by bandits wanting ransom. The leader of the bandits thinking that everything will be fine, and they will a big money toll for them. So, when the bandits that was talking on the Den-Den Mushi to the "parents" that the children gave the number to comes back kind of worried. It's like:
{Top Bandit}: What's wrong, you guys are look pale?
[Bandit 1]: Well, it quite weird. It wasn't just the mother and father... There was like a lot of people.
[Bandit 2]: I'm not sure if they are their parents, but the woman said We're going to regret it, not from them, but from the children.
And that leader is just kind of confused, those two? One has been a whiny mess and the other has the most grumpiness face that he has ever seen. What possible could they do to make us regret... and then it starts. Which is the massive bicker fighting that Buggy and Shanks are capable of. They are fighting over whose is better and more useful to Captain. Then it clicks with the leader, oh shit. They are Cabin Boys, and they are fighting.
It gets to the point where Shanks unleashes his Haki towards Buggy, who's unaffected like always. But the bandit group is, then the fucking clown pulls a bomb out of his body and laughs. The little gremlins blow-ups up the base, well Buggy blew-up the base. Coming as a cherry on the top, is that they both go to the leader crying cuz they had a tie and can't think of more things they are better than the other.
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everyryuujisuguro · 5 months
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zhongrin · 4 months
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sometimes i love my hyperfixation because it allows me to solely focus on stuff and ignore any distractions, but other times it's just plainly disruptive ;;;; can't even sit down for one day to properly finish setting up a server & deploy a project, but managed to enhance my tumblr reblogger script to auto-queue my latest writing post for a defined number of times & bump a certain amount on the top of the queue (╥_╥)
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blue-lock-rocky · 1 year
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SUCH A FUN GOAL, the fact that no one saw it coming gets me every time. rin isn’t just any rightie, nawr, he can score w/ a trivela
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now tremble because if this gets perfected, my boy can score from virtually anywhere
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A new plot bunny enters the fray
MHA/Fate plot bunny
Mineta is replaced by Shirou (already, an improvement).
Shirou's quirk, Round Table, at first appears to be summoning knights of the Fate round table, with Artoria being his first summon. Cue her introducing herself as "ARTHUR, KING OF THE BRITONS". She doesn't know the reference.
Izuku is still very much like canon at the start of the series, and Shirou does not come in at Aldera. Things really start to change at the entrance exam.
Due to a misunderstanding (and maybe a bit of Nezu sadism?) Artoria isn't allowed to join the exam and has to sit this one out. Of course, she expresses her displeasure in a manner befitting her royal standing (she is NOT pouting).
Shirou summons Gawain and Lancelot for the exam, and they promptly start stomping all the robots into the ground. Of course, there is tension between them, but they manage to keep it to jeering and snarking.
Because he needs to be taken down a peg, Bakugo is in the same arena as Shirou. So he has to share his pool of robotic victims with two knights in shining armor (very litterally in Gawain's case), all while Shirou (being much more well adjusted than in the VN/anime) helps people around.
so, the result is Bakugo landing, like, 3rd in the exam, with Shirou somewhere around 8th. He's good, but he's not OP (that's the knights' job).
Due to the increase in costs associated with the Knights being there, the Emiya household needs more funds. Retired underground hero Kiritsugu doesn't have enormous savings, and Irisviel's car racing is not a very regular source of income. It is, however, a regular source of costs. Between her tunning habits and her wreacking cars ... The only one to really bring regular income is ... their third(?) Maiya with her job in private security.
So, Artoria saves the day by ... writing books. On how life was in 5th Century Britain, on the religious and cultural context of the time, and of course transcriptions of plays and treaties lost to time. She makes a pretty penny off of that, and of course gets tear stained letters of gratitude from historians every week.
Her existence does cause a fair bit of a stir in Europe mind you ...
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