I kept seeing so many marriage/engagement art on Twitter and I am jusT SO WEAK TO THIS OK I CAN’T…
My hc is that they were both pretty ready to propose at the same time but it was just a matter of WHO WOULD POP THE QUESTION FIRST. In the end, it was Sousuke but like, RIN WAS SO READY BC HE’S BEEN CARRYING THE RING WITH HIM EVERYWHERE JUST WAITING FOR THE RIGHT MOMENT. So they just do it at the same time HA………….they put the rings on each other and kiss and Rin is tearing up and Sousuke is just so happy and I am in pain.
They were honest tears. If they weren’t honest, Rin wouldn’t have cried and he wouldn’t have joined that relay with them– he does have sportsmanship, after all. Even though he knew the trouble it would cause to those around him… to him, it was a really important issue. How do I say this… For instance, from the sportsman point of view, you’d think he was too naive. You’d wonder why he would do that when it’s obvious that it would cause the team to be disqualified and cause trouble for the schools. But the problems of the individual can only be understood by that individual! Rin’s problems were causing such a huge swirl of conflict within him that whatever happened next could change the direction of his life. And by simply swimming that relay, he was saved by Haruka and the others… So, to exaggerate a bit, I think that was the reason why he’s able to continue living with himself now. I’m sure that all of us have those sort of painful, dark feelings that can’t be understood by others. For Rin, his feelings for swimming kept growing more and more sour, until it became this unbelievably huge issue within him. That’s why he’d lash out criticism at others, or take it out on objects because he couldn’t release those feelings anywhere else. That’s how his feelings of hopelessness were expressed in the anime, but beyond that, he was also thinking a lot, worrying a lot, and feeling a lot of distress, so– that moment when he got to swim without any cares was what saved him and gave meaning back to his life. So I think that scene gave a wonderful depiction of the theme “For the team” that this series has. Despite the consequences after that (lol).
Miyano Mamoru, asked about what he thought about the last episode (Iwatobi Channel S radio episode 5)
Rin Matsuoka wasn’t an unintelligent person.
He liked to fancy himself someone capable of using his head when the
situation called for it. But he was only human. Humans have their
moments of weakness, where impulse supersedes logic. And when he
stopped by his boyfriend; Makoto Tachibana’s house after a long hard day
of practice, only to find Makoto had managed to whip up a proverbial
BANQUET worth of food?
Logic proceeded to swiftly and
un-apologetically take a back seat, as the hungry, shark toothed boy had
then proceeded to ravage just about everything Makoto had set for the
two on the table. This was a feat that most certainly was not lost on
Makoto, as he watched his boyfriend rip into his meal with savage gusto.
All the while, his eyes wandered between Rin’s throat as his Adams
Apple bobbed repeatedly with each rapid mouthful gulped down, to Rin’s
slim, firm, athletic stomach, which progressively expanded little by
little with every plate consumed.
Makoto knew his boyfriend could eat, especially when he was hungry…
…But this? This was a whole new level of shameless gluttony.
minutes ticked away. Makoto had long since finished his meal, and sat
perfectly content and sated. And after several MORE minutes, Rin had
polished off every single spare plate that the table had laid out. It
was in this moment that Makoto could see the true impact that the meal
was having on Rin’s midsection. Rin’s normally chiseled stomach had
rounded out to the point where Rin’s black short sleeved collared shirt
rose up and, rather noticeably, exposed a sliver of flesh at the bottom
where the shirt normally covered up. Rin’s belly was pressing out to
the point where it was straining the button on Rin’s jeans.
Sufficed to say, it’s a good thing there wasn’t any room in Makoto’s fridge for leftovers anyway.
Rin up from his chair, given his current state, the two boys eventually
made their way to Makoto’s couch, as they so often did after a hefty
meal. Or rather, as they so often did after one of them had overdone
it. A feat even Makoto was quite guilty of here or there. But not this
“W-Wow, Rin,” Makoto finally muttered, now that the ‘feast’
had finally been depleted, “you were, umm…pretty hungry, weren’t you?”
groaned loudly from a mixture of uncomfortable fullness, and utter
satisfaction from a hearty meal. Which one Rin was feeling more of
right about now was anyone’s guess.
“Ohhh, holy crap, Makoto,
since when could you cook like THAT?” Rin remarked, easing back into his
seat and rubbing his left palm all across his bloated stomach beneath
his shirt, causing it to hike up even higher, exposing more of his
rounded belly all the while.
Makoto, still fixed on Rin’s rounded abdomen, rubbed the back of his head and chuckled tentatively.
it was nothing, just a few tricks my mom taught me. I just thought I’d
share them with you, to see if I got her recipes right, y’know? S-So,
erm, does this mean you liked it?”
Rin responded by clutching the center of his distended midsection, and letting out a forcefully deep belch.
When it rumbled to an end, Makoto chuckled a bit sheepishly and said, “…I’ll…take that as a yes?”
before Rin could make his typical smartass reply, a look of immediate
discomfort overtook him as his bloated gut let out an audibly deep,
gaseous gurgling, making him squirm a bit uncomfortably in his side of
Makoto being Makoto, immediately scooted closer,
resting his palm on Rin’s shoulder with a look of moderate concern for
his boyfriends’ wellbeing.
“Are you okay?” Makoto asked.
Even in his current state, Rin couldn’t help but be a smartass…
I ate an entire tables worth of food in under half an hour flat. If I
were anything resembling okay, I’d literally be a fucking alien…”
okay then,” Makoto conceded, before scooting besides Rin and glancing
down at his gurgling belly. “…Jeez, you really DID eat a lot…”
wasn’t angry at Makoto. He was just naturally snarky and currently in
pain brought about from his overindulgence. Makoto knew that. A lesser
person might draw attention to that, and how Rin was reaping what he
sewed. But Makoto wasn’t that kind of guy.
Instead, he rested his large hand gently down atop Rin’s rounded belly, feeling it gurgle audibly beneath his palm.
the first thing we need to do is free up some space. I don’t think you
realize just how much you actually ate, Rin,” Makoto said. But before
Rin could come up with yet another snide remark, Makoto reached down and
unbuttoned Rin’s jeans for him.
Almost immediately, Rin’s belly surged
outward considerably, hiking up his shirt even more as the bottom of
his shirt now rested directly atop his belly button. And in the process
of the surge, Rin’s stomach forced the zipper of his jeans to come
down. As soon as that liberation transpired, Rin felt an immense
constriction just ease off of his stomach, allowing him to relax a bit
more as the tension in his body unwound somewhat.
When Rin finally looked down, however, even he was taken back by just how jam packed his stomach actually was.
fuck, I look like I literally just swallowed an entire Watermelon…and
then swallowed a bunch of Melons on top of that out of spite…” Rin
muttered, comically wide eyed for a moment.
Makoto hated to admit
it, but seeing Rin get this flustered was always pretty amusing. Try as
he might to avoid or deny it, Rin was a pretty animated character.
isn’t THAT bad,” Makoto insisted, pulling Rin’s shirt up, exposing his
full stomach; emphasis on the word ‘full.’ Mere moments later, Makoto
began gingerly rubbing all across Rin’s aching belly, gently kneading
and massaging the tensest portions of Rin’s expanded middle. All the
while, Makoto could feel just how full and rock hard it actually was,
all the while, gurgling beneath Makoto’s palm.
Rin was no stranger
to this treatment. He had a very special relationship with Makoto’s
cooking, and as much as Rin hated to admit it, Makoto’s rough palm
tending to his aching tummy was one of the best feelings in the world
for Rin. So much so, it almost made the stomach ache worth it, just to
be tended to by the larger teen.
Then, after a few uninterrupted
moments of absolute bliss, Makoto kneaded against an especially tense
portion of Rin’s belly, causing it to gurgle deeply in response. A mere
moment later, Rin’s brow furrowed with discomfort for a moment, until…
Rin expelled another deep, rumbling burp. Makoto just chuckled a good-natured chuckle and shook his head.
“Excuse you,” he said teasingly, earning a roll of the eyes from Rin.
“Whatever, that was your fault anyway,” Rin insisted, “you pushed too hard.”
then, after a moment, Rin cocked a brow and glanced down at his bloated
gut for a moment, causing Makoto to tilt his head in confusion.
“Something wrong? I can stop if-”
“-Actually, I…think that actually helped a bit. My stomach isn’t hurting as much after that one. Keep it comin’, Mako.”
with surprise, Makoto nonetheless nodded, kneading a bit more firmly
into Rin’s belly, and working up another throaty burp moments later.
Rin coughed after it ended, then gripped his throat, likely indicating
it stung a bit, which, Makoto felt a bit guilty about. But after Rin
insisted, Makoto nodded and pressed again, working up a much DEEPER
burp, which had some added bass to it.
This went on for a few more
moments, of Makoto kneading into Rin’s belly and Rin throwing his head
back and burping loudly and shamelessly into the air.
after a strained sounding hiccup erupted from Rin’s throat, another look
of discomfort overtook the red haired boy, as his belly groaned DEEPLY.
Concerned, Makoto rubbed firmly against Rin’s bare, bloated stomach,
hoping to ease the last bit of pressure up, but only working up a few
That is, until Rin sat up straight, holding his finger up at Makoto, as if nonverbally telling him to wait…
Then, Rin smacked his chest firmly with his palm…
expelled a monster belch, rumbling with enough force that Makoto would
swear he felt the couch quake slightly, and for a good five seconds
straight. Followed by a loud, but slightly shorter burp, and then a
shorter one after that.
When it ended, Rin groaned with utter
relief as he flopped back into the cushion, with a look of absolute
bliss plastered across his mug as he patted his belly a few times with
utter satisfaction, which, for the record, was no longer gurgling or
causing any more discomfort of any kind.
“Ahhhh, holy shit did I need that…” Rin remarked in a strained and hoarse voice.
Still bewildered, Makoto laughed and said, “I can tell!”
after a few moments of silence, and no more gurgling from an upset
tummy, Rin smacked his lips and turned his attention back to Makoto.
“Oi, Mako…did your mom teach you any dessert recipes?”
few moments of silence passed when Rin posed his question. Then, a
smile formed over Makoto’s face, as he got up and rose from the couch.
I thought maybe we’d hold off on dessert after you ate as much as you
did, buuuuut I had a feeling you wouldn’t let fullness keep you from
your sweets,” Makoto remarked teasingly before opening the oven and
revealing a rich looking chocolate cake.
Rin’s eyes almost bugged out of his head for a moment, but then, after a few moments, his lips spread into a toothy grin.
“Mako…you know me too well…”
Makoto did. If anyone could count on Rin to overeat it beyond any
point of reason, and STILL want dessert…it was Makoto.
again, when one is in a relationship with another person, one has to
know these things, especially when their partner is a stubborn, shark
toothed, secretly self-proclaimed bottomless pit like Rin Matsuoka…