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yuri-is-online · 1 month

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yuri just know that if it's voted on, my entire acecyuu fic will be written with you in mind, you too understand the sheer amount of potential ace has and i have so many thoughts about it and its execution alskjdalkjsdlakj

also im sorry you keep missing my posts idk whats happening there it might be that i just post a lot at once during the day askjdaljsd

-mochi

IT'S LITERALLY ONLY THE ACEYUU POSTS ;-; DON'T FEEL BAD I SEE MOST EVERYTHING ELSE!!!!

I'm so normal about Ace I don't regularly think about how much angst potential exists with him or, how he's easily the most normal member of the cast outside of mayyyybe Epel (who has his own stuff going on) making his lines about taking care of the others make more sense. Like he really is in the best position to do that, he's had a normal home and school life up to this point and we have no reason to believe he won't have support from his family when he goes home but that can be so weirdly isolating in a way you know? All he can really do is be there for you, sacrifice himself for you, do his best to make sure your safe and then lie awake wondering if maybe he just isn't skilled enough to actually help and maybe it would be better for someone more abnormal to intervene but then why would they care about you? It's not like he does oooooooh-

If you write it I will be there screaming the entire way because there's just. So much you can do with Ace. As Chapter 7 seems to be entirely about the Diasmonia fam I am manifesting Ace Trappola supremacy for Book 8 Ramshackle. He still needs to tell us what is unique magic is and I will be SCREAMING if he really does discover it trying to save Yuu. Homura kinnie fr fr

#<3 asks #talkin with mochi #aceyuu supremacy is real maybe contact your doctor about it #not mine i am so normal i SWEAR #i did start reading madoka btw #just been going a bit slow because i am unfortunately a gamer first and foremost (cringe) and i am playing dd2

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spaceshipsandpurpledrank · 1 year

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#talkin #tik tok #food #recipes #mochi #rice

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sparklingshipps · 7 months

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▲ NEW INTRO ▲

CARRD | MISUMI CENTERED CARRD

▸ Hello. I've been kinda innactive here, but just cause I just cant find any content i really like or that doesn't look like the same. That's why i am making this.

▸ Name: Gabriel (gabe or biel for short)

▸ Age: 20 atm

▸ Pronouns: he/him or they/them

▸ Country: Brazil

▸ Languages: PT/BR, ENG, and learning JP. I can understand ESP but can't talk fluently.

▸ Sexuality: AroAce

▸ I am also autistic, keep that in mind if i do or say something you think its "rude". I have difficulties with interactions in general.

▸ My only and main romantic f/o is Misumi Ikaruga from A3!. He is my most precious treasure, i love him very very veeeeeeryyyyy much. I consider the members of natsugumi (Tenma, Yuki, Muku, Kazunari and Kumon) my platonic f/os, cause they're also very important to me. I am NOT OK with sharing Misumi, but I don't mind the others.

▸ My only DFI is to not be a bummer, and separate fiction and reality. I cannot stand those "PROSHITS DNI KILL YOURSELF IMMEDIATELY" warnings in posts and imagines, so i am making it clear that i do not care about what you do with fiction. Proship are not pedophiles, it just means "respect others about their fictional preferences". It doesn't mean i ship something problematic (i actually don't even care about shipping in the first place), and i am also actually uncomfortable with a lot of said problematic things! That's why i curate my own experience here and may sb if something is too uncomfortable for me.

▸ I may reblog NSFW things, if you're uncomfortable, just block the "smut" tag.

▸ That's it, thank you for reading. If you want to know more, you can read my carrd linked at the beginning.

Obs: This post is also a tag thing for me to control my tags better and access them more easily, it will be edited with time.

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mangogobibiboo · 2 months

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Fighting for them w/ Hinata, Atsumu, Osamu

Hinata, Miya Twins x Reader (Seperate)// Warnings: Bodily harm and fighting // Word Count: 1000+

Synopsis: In which they are flirted with, and you just can't take it anymore. (DO NOT DO THIS)

Osamu:

This girl had been coming into the shop daily for the past month to stare at Osamu. She always got the same order: an iced matcha tea with a strawberry ice cream mochi. It was just a cutesy order, too. You scoff just as the words leave her mouth.

It's not like it was a bestseller that most people ordered. You must admit you were a tad irrational; some may say it was petty. But she was gawking at YOUR man. It was unforgivable.

You couldn't help but scoff every time she came into the store and ordered in her stupid cute voice, batting her eyelashes, leaning over the counter ever so slightly to make sure he would get a peek at her cleavage. She did the same thing today but went too far this time. She gripped his biceps and gushed over how strong he must be. Those were YOUR BICEPS that only you had the right to feel up and gush over. How dare she!

You had enough. You stomped up to the counter and shoved her out of the way, knocking her to the ground. She looked up at you with wide eyes, almost on the verge of tears. "Back off, my boyfriend," was the only thing you needed to say before she hurried away. "And don't forget your drink!" you yell after her as you grab the order from the counter and cuck it out the door, barely missing her.

"Ya been talkin to Tsumu too much." You look back to Osamu to see him laughing. "Crazy does look hot on you, baby, but you probably shouldn't do that again. I need these people to come back. Yer gonna kill ma livelihood." He came around the counter and planted a kiss on your forehead.

"I'm not crazy! And how come you never said anything to her? " you playfully punch his chest.

"Cuz, I barely notice em. Yer only one for me." you snuggle closer into his chest. "Okay?" "Okay."

Atsumu:

"C'mon, babe, talk ta me. I tried to tell 'er off, I swear!" It was after a game, and Atsumu was driving the two of you home, albeit unwillingly on your part. He had to beg you to get in the car, and you were set on taking a taxi. Leading to at least 30 minutes of quiet arguing in the parking garage. You felt a bit guilty making such a fuss, knowing how tired he must be from his game. But it was all the more reason to let you take a taxi like you wanted!

This was probably already bubbling before tonight. About two weeks ago, the Jackles had hired a couple of assistant managers. There was one in particular that gave you pause. You knew her; everyone on the team knew her. Not personally, of course. She was notorious for her affair with a captain of another team down in Okinawa. The scandal was in every magazine across Japan for weeks. It was a shitshow. The captain had to leave the team, and his wife left him, not that he didn't deserve that. And she was forced to step away as well. But it seemed that it didn't damage her professional reputation too much as the Jackles so quickly hired her.

After the game, you saw her throw herself onto Atsumu and gush about how amazing he was. She had his hands all over him.

If you had taken two seconds to process things, you would have seen that he was uncomfortable.

It was outside the locker room, so there was no press, but you were there, and before you knew it, you grabbed onto her hair, pulling her away. She didn't miss a beat, grabbing onto your hair as well. You two wrestled to the ground, scratching each other up before Atsumu finally got you off her. She yelled something about you being "A crazy bitch" before walking off.

Now you were sitting in the car, scratched up with a sore scalp, giving your boyfriend the silent treatment. "Baby, I swear, I was gonna tell 'er off, but ya didn't give me a chance." You stayed quiet, still not looking at him. "Fine, how 'bout I get yer favorite food and give ya all the cuddles ya want." You look at him, arms still crossed on your chest, and grumble, "And we watch a movie.". He smiled a bit and chuckled. "Okay, anythin' ya want. You kinda scare me now, babe."

Hinata:

Shoyo was too pure for his own good. He doesn't even realize the bartender is flirting with him. She was playing right into it, too! She opened by asking about his nice tan, which was all your dear boyfriend needed to start going on and on about Brazil and beach volleyball. In his excitement, he couldn't see how her eyes roamed his dress shirt, which couldn't quite contain his newly built Brazilian body.

But you noticed.

Honestly, after a few drinks, you didn't care if he noticed; you just wanted it to stop. You stomp over from the dance floor to the bar. Pull the bartender in by her ear and pour the drink she had served Hinata down her shirt. This quickly earns you a punch, and before you know it, the two of you grabbed a fistful of each other hair and began screaming obscenities at each other. It took Hinata a minute to process what was happening, and as soon as he did, it took all his strength to pull you two away from each other. After that, you two quickly ran off before the girl returned with the security. You make it outside and lean in an alley while trying to catch your breath when Hinata pipes up, still out of breath.

"Wow, Y/N, when did you get so strong? You have to teach me how to fight like that." He looked at you in awe; honestly, you couldn't help but laugh. You had to admit that you were a tad embarrassed by your outburst. How could you ever let your jealousy get the better of you? He was perfect and absolutely adored you, even in this situation,

A/n: Hi, yes, hello. I just wanted to pop in to say…THIS IS FICTION. Please don't do this in real life!

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bravo4iscool · 1 month

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Hii, this this the person talkin about chubbier Simon! Give me a sec and let me set the stage for you,

Simon Riley x 141!reader whos on military leave to cope after a particularly hard mission. Reader finds a way of coping and expressing their love to simon through the art of cooking for him constantly. (i come from largely a guyanese and indian family so everyday theres always good food on the table) So we all know this man can eat ALOT (he needs to maintain his girlish figure after all😌lmao) So i can just IMAGINE him eating all the stews, curries, roti and rice (or whatever culture/country reader comes from)he can get his hands on! He would have such an appreciation for food from working in the military so long and having limited food he could eat. So going from a man of pure slabs of muscle to slabs of muscle but WITH softer abs he gets a little self conscious but he sees the benifits that hes getting alot with a great meal everyday and how his reader ogles him everyday hes starts to like the change. (Theres actually more benefits for having muscle and fat than just pure muscle!! When you see bodybuilders with just pure muscle the muscles in their whole body are constricted causing cramps and alot more muscle pulling in day to day life compared to heavy weight lifters who many not look as muscular but can lift much more while still having a strong core and overall more power)

Sorry to ramble and run but this has been rattling my brain. Have a great day and remember to drink water♡

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS OMG!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK!!! i‘m sorry i wasn’t able to answer it any sooner, i‘m in my last three weeks of school and it‘s kinda stressful🥲. i hope you can understand…

as someone who is russian-german i totally understand the whole food thing😭 (thats why reader will be russian-german lol. it‘s the only culture i really know about the food and all that (at least i think i know about the food🧍🏼). also, i do not know the english names of the food so i‘ll be using the terms i know.)

i hope you like this!!

(masterlist)

REQUESTS/ASKS OPEN!!!

„y‘cooking too good f‘me,“ simon mumbles as he puts his arms around your waist and pulls you into his chest. „‘m loosing all my muscles.“

you chuckle and turn your head to look at him. „that‘s not true! you‘re just developing a little more fluff.“ you smile and turn again to focus on the food you‘re preparing. „besides having muscles with a layer of fat is way healthier than just muscles.“ you can feel simon nod with his head rested on yours.

„what‘re y‘makin‘?“

„pelmeni,“ you answer, skilfully sticking the dough together so the meat would stay inside while you cook them. „i haven‘t made them for you till now.“

simon lowers his head so it‘s beside yours and examines the dough and meat in front of you. „thought we a’ready had ‘em two weeks ago?“

you shake your head and lick your bottom lip, trying to concentrate. „that were manti simon. they are made like…mochis. pelmeni are cooked in water.“

simon doesn‘t say anything and buries his nose in your neck. „t‘boys will laugh a‘me when we return,“ he mumbles as his lips ghost over your skin to leave little kisses.

„they won‘t,“ you protest and slightly slap his arm. „if anything they will be jealous!“ you dust your hands off and turn around in his arms. he looks at you and you start to frown. „you are not…insecure, are you?“ when simon just blinks at you without answering you take his face into your hands.

„you, simon riley, do not need to be insecure because you’re eating good. you’re not getting fat or losing muscles. if anything, you’re only getting healthier because the army food is total garbage and you’re finally getting some real food,“ you try to explain, withstanding his gaze the whole time. „don‘t beat yourself up over stuff like this.“ your voice is gentle as you caress his scarred face with your thumbs. „you deserve something good life. let me be that something.“

silence follows after you‘re done talking and you could swear you saw a tear in simon‘s eye but then he blinks and it is gone. „i don‘t deserve ya,“ he whispers, pulling you close again. „i don‘t deserve ya…“

„oh, but you do,“ you smile as you pull him down to press a gentle kiss on his lips. „you do deserve me and you also deserve my food.“ you put your arms around his waist and hug him. he does the same, keeping you close to him. he rests his head on yours and closes his eyes. he just wants to savour this moment…

#writing #ao3 #fanfiction #archive of our own #story writing #call of duty #simon riley #cod #ghost #simon ghost riley #simon riley x you #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x you #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost x you #ghost x reader #dad bod simon #dad bod simon riley

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mishimashu · 2 years

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Hello! I saw that requests are open can i request for a hashiras x s/o (separately) who has the personality of lisa from genshin? (this is is my first time requesting ( ゜─゜))

hello! srry for replying so late! DD: I left the acc bc I thought it would flop :((

anyways—

Tomioka Giyuu

okay, so...how tf did this unsocial bby score someone as flirtatious as you?

easy. he met you through shinobu, she was doing her usual teasing, till' you chimed in

after that, you've been poking and bothering him for awhile

and after that experience, you and him been dating. who confessed? depends on you it was him

one of the few people who can sorta handle your comments and flirts

you basically remind him of shinobu...except you don't constantly remind or tease him of having no friends–

also can you stop visiting at random times, yeah you do knock, but still..

when he has the time he tends to go to your estate for a cup of tea, or to borrow a book on how to make friends

also he's one of the Corp members who forgot to return one of your books

OKAY in his defense, he didn't know that the return date was 1 week after borrowing, cause a certain someone told him that it was 2 weeks..

And it was one time! a one time occurrence!

he swore the last thing he saw before blacking out and seeing his sister and sabito was the sky turning purple and a very angry hot and sexy s/o

after that ordeal he starts to ask you when's the deadline of every book he decides to borrow from you

Kocho Shinobu

she met you at your estate, she wanted to borrow a book about medicine and poisons she could use for her sword

also one of the few who can take your flirts

you guys basically have a flirt-off

usually ends with you winning—

one of the few who actually returns borrowed books on time

is the reason why Giyuu forgot to return his

she has seen what you did to the other corps members, is a little terrified, but thinks it's kinda hot—

Rengoku Kyojuro

simply adores you!

can also take your flirts!

also unintentionally flirts with you–

he met you through a mission.

Oyakata-sama, sent the both of you on said mission, and well, he witnessed the wrath of a librarian..

are all librarians like this or just you? prolly just you—

he praises you for your strength and you flirt praised him back

like Giyuu he did miss a deadline...

because he turned into a donut

...*sobs*

Mitsuri Kanroji

she already knew and heard about you

though, she didn't really approached you

that is until shinobu decided to take note of this and introduced you to her

you guys know the helpless scene from Hamilton where Angelica introduces Alex to Eliza? yeah, basically that

*helpless plays in the background*

one of the few who will absolutely perish if you ever make a flirting remark

she's already planning the wedding–

can I be the best man? no? mmkay..:\

anyways, she cannot get break ever since she dated you—

like Jesus give her a break from the flerting

has also forgot to return one of your books

but you spared her since she did offer some mochi— so....

nooo, I'm not saying this bc she's my fav

and I don't wanna hurt herr, nooo— idk what u talkin abt

Muichiro Tokito

my bby

my child

ahem

he would usually go into your estate to just relax in the silence or read a book or two

he would sometimes borrow a book buy would forget to return it

you give him a pass tho–

whenever he would visit your estate, you'd give him some tea, and also a note to return a book he borrowed, of course there's a 50/50 where he would remember it

he's a bit distant so don't really expect a long conversation with him

though everything changed after the swordsmith village arc

you cannot tell me you would sass the other hashiras behind their backs

you guys sass each other sometimes

though of course you wouldn't go to far

...UNLESS

jk

I don't think he would be the type to date so.. uh—

ya'll are really good friends

Tengen Uzui

his wives love you

and the only thing you love abt this man is his wives

jk

listen, I love him, but only his wives

ahem

you met him through Hinatsuru

ya'll were just chatting, having a grand ol' time till this mf showed up

slander is how I show affection

he would joke abt you being his 4th wife/husband

and you would joke abt if he didn't return the overdue book he wouldn't live to see you become his 4th wife

he returned the book afterwards dw

you can clearly see who I love out of the nine hashiras

....

so uh— I couldn't finish this bc I wanted to yk post this as soon as possible bc I felt bad :(( so imma make a part two

and also reread the manga bc it's been a while, so more pain for me :DD

this is karma for the uzui slander

#anime #demon slayer #x reader #lisa genshin impact #genshin impact #crossover #kny x y/n #kny rengoku #kny muichiro #kny uzui #kny mitsuri #kny shinobu #kny tomioka #x y/n

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liminal-storage · 2 years

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Security

Prompt 21: Solution

Characters: Mochi the cat, a couple of hapless debt collectors, and Okuni Tomioka.

Note: Intended to be read as a follow-up to this piece.

Warning for blood.

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“I’m not really sure this is such a great idea.”

The Miqo’te man who issued the complaint stayed crouched at the front door all the same, hands clumsily working a pair of tools in a misguided attempt to pick the lock. Nerves had him glancing back over a shoulder every few seconds, while the memory of several broken teeth, a busted lip, and some serious bruising gave him second and third thoughts by the time he fumbled and dropped one of the tools on the stone step. The sound of faintly clanging metal seemed deafening.

“Less talkin’, more workin’. If we want outta here with our dues paid we best make sure it’s done before she gets back.”

The taller of the two would have clapped his companion on the back of the head, if he thought it would be productive at all. They’d been watching the building all day, waiting for its sole occupant to clear out on some kind of job, or perhaps she was just going out for dinner. Either way, the uncertainty of what kind of time frame the duo had to work with had his temper up and his patience at an all time low.

It wasn’t as if he’d received a beatdown two days prior or anything. Somewhere in the little piggy brain between his little piggy-looking eyes, he knew that this was a terrible idea. Returning to the scene of his attempted extortion was simply asking for trouble. But perhaps he’d taken a few too many cane-hits to the head, because the thought that maybe the building’s owner might be expecting a repeat of the annoyance their visit had caused somehow, miraculously, just never occurred to him.

His was a bull-headedness that teetered on the edge of “extreme bravery.” In fact, one would be more accurate in calling it flat-out stupidity. He’d not yet met a problem that he couldn’t brute force his way through. Or, if he had, he’d probably been too drunk to remember. Either way, his patience ran out before his partner in crime had a chance to even pick up the tool.

“Come on, out of the way then. Ain’t got time for your foul-ups.”

He tried the knob just for posterity’s sake, and when that didn’t work he simply resorted to shouldering the door open with a few good (and only a little painful thanks to an already numb injury) whacks.

It was dark inside.

Neither man knew why that came as such a surprise to them; the owner was out, no one else was at home, it was nearing the later parts of the evening, of course it would be dark. The faint scent of some kind of cleaning fluid wafted upward from the floorboards, no doubt having been used to wipe up their spilled blood from two days before. There’d been quite the quantity of it, both from a split-open scalp wound on himself and from his partner’s badly split lip. Head wounds always surprised him with just how much they tended to bleed.

Other than that scent, the only thing either man could detect was the persistent tick-tock of a longcase chronometer somewhere on the first floor. No candles had been left to burn, no low lights had been set to provide a faint ambient glow. No other soul or presence existed here. Or so the pair thought. Out of nowhere, two ghastly green ghostlights seemed to appear in a blink.

“Gellir…”

The Miqo’te’s voice shook with all the fright of a man who had just seen into all seven hells at once. Unlike the Highlander man, he stayed outside crouched by the door where his tool had fallen. Whatever hellish horror awaited in the dark? He wanted no part of that. Especially when the demonic entity started up a menacing growl that pitched higher at the end.

Gellir took two more steps inside of the abode. The nightmarish growling started up again, louder this time. With each subsequent step, it grew louder and louder until something flew at him, razor-sharp points fixing themselves into the skin of his face. He screamed.

His companion took the opportunity to book it, because he wasn’t about to have to have a demon exorcism in the wake of his petty crimes. Abandoned to his fate, Gellir found himself flailing and stumbling in the dark, head coming into contact with a very solid wooden table in his haste to get away from whatever horrifying creature was mauling him in the dark. The claws dug deep and made themselves very, very difficult to pull free as they had embedded like fishing hooks.

He knew he was bleeding, leaving droplets all over the floor while his hands fixed themselves around the creature (who had, by then, deemed it fitting to chomp onto an ear with needle-like teeth) and he pulled. The monster yowled one last time before getting flung away like a dirty sock.

It took Gellir a ridiculous amount of time to stumble towards the door and make his way out into the night. Clearly, the woman who owned the building had some kind of otherworldly voidsent security system. What a fucking psychopath... The near death experience wasn’t worth collecting on the gil the Duskwight assistant owed them, not with something so monstrous around. If he stayed any longer he’d obviously be killed. Not to mention he needed to find that good-for-nothing companion of his and give him a good shake for having the nerve to leave him behind.

When Okuni returned home approximately fifteen minutes later with takeout bags in hand, she noted three things immediately; a set of cheap, low quality lockpicks dropped upon her step, a splintered doorframe and open door, and a thin blood trail leading out of the house and down the path. Somewhat alarmed, but resolved to keeping her cool until she could assess the situation, she set the takeout aside and withdrew a dagger from its sheath. Stepping into the building and flicking on the lights, she was rather surprised to see Mochi seated on the table next to the large fish tank, placidly licking his paws clean. Little red pawprints painted the hardwood and runner carpets here and there, and Mochi had a smudge of something crimson on his chin. He started to purr when he saw her.

“...what did you do? I just cleaned this floor, you know.”

The feline gave the sweetest, most musical little trill she’d ever heard in her life. She approached to make sure he wasn’t injured. There was plenty of red, but Mochi was purring and none of the red seemed to belong to him. With the lockpicks outside and the haphazard blood trail, something had definitely Gone Down™ while she was getting dinner from the Crimson Crawdad. And judging by the stains on Mochi's adorable little paws, he’d somehow deterred the threat.

After the incident with the Shroud Hares, she wasn't honestly that surprised about her pet's...abilities.

“...well that’s slightly terrifying.”

“Mrrp!”

#ffxivwrite2022 #my writing #{in the shadowbox}#no editing we post like men #Kuni Muinvel

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mochiotterpup · 2 years

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I’m Mochi! Please DNI if your blog is not kid safe! I am a system kid, there’s never a time i wanna see nsfw stuff and i will block if your blog content makes me uncomfy.

The bigs in my system are 26. im an age slider an im usally between 3 y/o or like 8! sometimes really tiny but if im that tiny ill just be lookin at my own posts an reblogs!! :O

i like bluey!!!!, pokemon, miffy, bear in the big blue house, pb+j otter (ima otter too), blues clues, hamtaro!!!, dungin meshi (big show/manga), coloring, drawing, crafts, and stims.

i don’t follow other agere/syskid blogs because my big account sometimes has posts about adult topics that don’t fit under kid-safe. but my dms are always open if u wanna be friends!! cuz i like talkin with kids n smalls my age

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dis--parity · 2 years

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"Ah, I hope I'm not intruding. You are Theo-dono, correct? I was curious to see if you had any daifuku mochi for sale, but if not, I would take whatever you'll personally recommend." [ /casually spikes a herja your way ]

『🍬』 “Theo... dono? Yeah, I dono what the hell you’re talkin’ about.” In spite of his boss’ nationality, it would seem honorifics was a tradition that was lost on poor Theo. He wouldn’t put it down to a culture shock as much as he would a lack of any real reason to learn; doing things simply for the sake of doing them, showing the other person how much he cares for who they are and where they come from... it was all certainly something he needed to get better at.

That being said... her specific request didn’t go unnoticed. Mochi was among the more eccentric and esoteric members of the selection they had for sale, but present nonetheless; and surprisingly trendy with the younger end of their clientele. “Yeah, we got daifukumochi and sakuramochi fresh out, actually. You arrived, like, right on time to get ‘em fresh.” The offer was tempting even to him - and even to the black pitbull sitting next to the counter, his stance remaining as polite as ever as he sniffed the air and took in the scent of the sweet red bean filling. A shame the creature couldn’t gorge on it himself!

#Theo;; IC #Herja Busujima #causalitylinked #{ THE HERJA THE HERJA THE HERJA }#{ he. very much does not know who she is yet }#{ and that's what makes this extra hilarious }#{ but i can tell this will be fun!!! }#{ i like to imagine even outside of this japan-centric verse we have for them }#{ souji's bakery has some mochi available }#{ so there you go you spurred on a new headcanon how do you feel :p }

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musubiki · 4 years

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bad atmosphere

(part 2 of the outfit shopping comic)

#the cat witchs guild #the misc adventures of mochi and lime #tcwg #tmaomal #mochi #lime #limochi #coco #art #doodles #comic #ocs #original #original art #original character #original story #Character Design #SINCE EVERYONE TALKIN ABOUT MOCHI IN LIMES BIG JACKET....YES IT IS A DOUBLE EDGED SWORD #im on mobile so i cant put the link to the first part but its one of the more recent mini comics

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yuri-is-online · 3 months

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Yuriiiiii!!!! I saw your tags on your francesca request! I'm so happy you liked it, I woke up one night with a switch flipped and was like "I got the perfect idea for this" when listening to songs from magica madoka!

You clocked it, Ace's story was basically an aceyuu madoka au and I had do Francesca (song) for it!!! It's basically telling the story of two famous lovers that were included in Dante's Inferno, and the gist of it is that the two lovers were cast into hell for their sin of lust, but are telling each other that they would do it all over again. They'd turn back time just to sin and love each other again, to be cast down into hell, if just to be able to hold each other again. I felt that it would be SUCH a perfect inspiration for Ace, since I feel like he'd slowly realize how important Yuu is to him over the loops, and get more and more intense and desperate as he slowly realizes that their death might be inevitable, whether it's by Riddle's hand, Leona, Azul etc etc up to Grim.

But he's gotta take care of the (his) Prefect in anyway, so he'll keep trying again and again, if just to see them over and over. Anyways I ought to go to bed but again I'm glad you liked it!!!! xoxo I'm very proud of that request, might turn it into a fic in the future its very yummy

-Mochi

MOCHI!!!! I am so so glad you are proud of that fic! It was very very good. I totally get that switch flip thing I am so grateful you let it out of your head and shared it with me and everyone else ♡ ～('▽^人) and ty so much for explaining the song, idk why but I just can't listen to Hozier. His music does this weird thing to my brain where it gives me unpleasant squiggles in the back of my mind that tingle through the rest of my body and I just do not like it (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄) That theming though. What a lovely twist on how Francesca's story is portrayed in Inferno!

Aceyuu madoka au is something I have been thinkin on ever since I saw this comic @/tartppola drew. The image of Ace fucking Trappola claiming "it's only natural for me to upset the laws of a god" has me howling. The idea of Ace slowly realizing his love for the Prefect at the same time as just how hopeless their situation is... ooooh that has such beautiful potential. The sacrifice everything to save one person vs sacrifice yourself to save everything dynamic is something I really like so I should probably actually sit down to watch Madoka If you do write that au make sure to tag me I would love to see it!

#<3 asks #talkin with mochi #i hope you slept well and your pillow was cool on both sides #i think a lot about amnesia uyoko saying “i've lost count of the number of times I've met you and lost you” when thinking about time reset #au stuff because holy shit #feel like ace would really risk loosing himself if he kept resetting time like that and if that even ends up remotely happening in game #i will be most unwell

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spaceshipsandpurpledrank · 1 year

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#talkin #tik tok #food #recipes #senyaigrubs.204 #mochi

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sparklingshipps · 2 years

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▲ NEW INTRO ▲

carrd | Misumi centered carrd

hello. ive been kinda innactive here, but just cause i just cant find any content i really like or that doesn't look like the same. that's why i am making this.

Name: Gabriel (gabe or biel for short)

Age: 20 atm

Pronouns: he/him or they/them

Country: Brazil

Languages: PT/BR, ENG, and learning JP. I can understand ESP but can't talk fluently.

Sexuality: AroAce

I am also autistic, keep that in mind if i do or say something you think its "rude".

my only and main romantic f/o is misumi ikaruga from a3!. he is my most precious treasure, i love him very very veeeeeeryyyyy much. i consider the members of natsugumi (tenma, yuki, muku, kazunari and kumon) my platonic f/os, cause theyre also very important to me. i am NOT OK with sharing misumi, but I don't mind the others.

i may reblog nsfw things, if you're uncomfortable, just block the "smut" tag.

my only DFI is to not be a bummer, and separate fiction and reality. i cannot stand those "PROSHIP DNI KILL YOURSELF IMMEDIATELY" warnings in posts and imagines, so i am making it clear that i do not care about what you do with fiction. proship are not pedophiles, it just means "respect others about their fictional preferences". it doesn't mean i ship something problematic (i actually don't even care about shipping in the first place).

thats it, thank you for reading. if you want to know more, you can read my carrd linked at the beginning.

Obs: This post is also a tag thing for me to control my tags better and access them more easily, it will be edited with time.