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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 薬屋のひとりごと - 日向夏 | Kusuriya no Hitorigoto - Hyuuga Natsu, 薬屋のひとりごと | Kusuriya no Hitorigoto | The Apothecary Diaries (Manga) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jinshi/Maomao (Kusuriya no Hitorigoto), Rikuson & Maomao (Kusuriya no Hitorigoto), Loulan | Shisui & Maomao (Kusuriya no Hitorigoto) Characters: Maomao (Kusuriya no Hitorigoto), Jinshi (Kusuriya no Hitorigoto), Rikuson (Kusuriya no Hitorigoto), Loulan | Shisui (Kusuriya no Hitorigoto), Suirei (Kusuriya no Hitorigoto), Xiaolan (Kusuriya no Hitorigoto) Additional Tags: Secret Admirer, Fluff, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Jealousy, Petty Jinshi, Everyone Loves Maomao (Kusuriya no Hitorigoto), Oblivious, Fluff without Plot, Title from a Stray Kids Song, Romantic Comedy, Unresolved Romantic Tension, Open to Interpretation, SKZ EXchange Island did a number on me...so this happened Series: Part 3 of Ka Corporate Holdings, Inc. Summary:

Suirei realizes, belatedly, that here is where the other shoe drops, because Jinshi finally tears his gaze away from Maomao long enough to consider the situation in front of him. Her, with the capacity to occupy Maomao's thoughts with their shared love for medicinal herbs. Loulan and Xiaolan, who Maomao doesn't fully realize she has the softest spots for. Rikuson, who shared a childhood with Maomao and has had her ride his motorcycle before. If you look at it in the way only a lovesick, jealous guy like him would: he is in enemy territory.

Everybody just wants Maomao to choose them. Maomao just wants everyone to shut the hell up.

Office AU fluff, I think? Spoilers for up to LN 4/5 due to a couple of the characters; I think the GX manga has reached this point but it will take a while for BG manga to get here (at the time of posting it is currently at chapter 68). Anyway, happy new year! It's been a while since I last did this but for now I'm putting the entire fic under this post, as a treat hahaha. Also shoving all the office AU oneshots under an AO3 series for my own organization purposes...

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You're the only reason why I really love you...

Rikuson watches Maomao as she chews through the big hunk of meat that Jinshi had just lovingly fed her; her cold gaze is obviously no match for the adoring, soft eyes aimed in her direction.

He can easily imagine heart shapes emanating out of the guy's sparkling eyes. Rikuson chuckles to himself, hiding his smirk behind his drink - he hadn't seen Maomao try to look that infuriated since the time when her biological parents tried putting her in girly frills for one of the numerous La family pictures.

While his chuckle may have been successfully hidden, the mirth in his eyes was definitely not hidden enough. That's why Maomao's gaze decides to target him next, her cold eyes seeping into his soul as they convey only one message: don't you even start.

At that, Rikuson puts his drink down so Maomao can see just how amused he is with the situation his dear childhood friend has landed herself in now. She balks as it finally sinks in: with her attention fully on avoiding Jinshi's affections, she hadn't realized she had left Rikuson to his own devices, and truly, he can start anything he damned wants to start.

"You look awfully pleased, Mister Family Friend," Loulan says, eyeing the silent battle of wills in front of her with interest. She's sitting on Jinshi's other side, batting his hands away as she succeeds in reaching over him and handing Maomao the drink she had just poured out. "Is watching our Maomao eat that interesting?"

"Very," Rikuson grins, turning the charm up to eleven, knowing full well that while Maomao had gotten distracted by her drink, it is now Jinshi who is glaring daggers through his skull. He cheerfully decides to pretend he doesn't see that. "It brings me back to when Xiaomao and I were kids - I had to feed her because back then, all she wanted to do with her hands was use them to read through her books about medicine."

Something in between a scream and a shiver wordlessly passes through Maomao's face. Yes, Rikuson grew up with Maomao, but he never really calls her Xiaomao. Well. Not as much as he used to. When she was still a Xiaomao, she was a cutie - or so Rikuson remembers his younger self thinking, as well as his current self, sometimes.

But that's neither here nor there. Right now, Jinshi's hands are balled up into fists under the tablecloth, so regardless of whether it was a lie or not...it was a wise choice.

"I like people who enjoy learning," Jinshi says, making a big show of sounding nonchalant as he tosses his beautiful long hair over his shoulder with a flick of his hand. "I think it's great for people to have something they're passionate about."

"Oh, really now, Mister Jinshi?" Xiaolan perks up suddenly, almost elbowing Suirei beside her in her haste to get the next words out. "Would you say that a passionate learner is your ideal type?" A big smile blooms across her face, as it always does when she gets her hands on something she considers interesting.

Jinshi grins back, clearly pleased that at least someone has been picking up the breadcrumbs he had set down. Maomao rolls her eyes and leans back in her chair, as if she already knows what he'll say next, but she isn't actively moving away from him, either. "Yes. I like passionate learners. I also like people who aren't picky eaters and love their alcohol."

"Aww, that puts me out of the running! I just like sweets and juice." Jinshi smiles kindly as Xiaolan fake-sighs, holding a hand to her head in an imitation of a swoon. "But that's good for you, right, Maomao?"

"How did this go back to me?" Maomao snaps back, but a tad softer that she usually would. After all, she really is a softie when it comes to Xiaolan. Loulan sometimes complains about such blatant favoritism, but when she does Maomao merely pulls her aside and says neither of them should possibly expect dear sweet Xiaolan to keep up with the best of their messes.

"Oh, you know what I mean." Xiaolan says, her sunny smile firmly in place as she leans forward, a woman on a mission. "Remember when that nice Mister invited you out to go to the night markets and you and I had a phone call the entire night before to talk about where you should bring hi--mmph phh hmm?"

"You should eat more meat, you know." Maomao swears up and down that the only reason Xiaolan ever got to say that much is because she was busy loading up her chopsticks with meat. Definitely not because she was committing the look of surprise from the guy beside her to memory. Damn, why does he still look pretty with his flushed cheeks and stupid mouth all wide open like that. "Have some more."

"Xiaomao, easy on the meat, her cheeks are looking very full." Rikuson chides. He keeps putting unnecessary emphasis on the nickname, and Jinshi still looks like he'd swallowed a frog. "Your big brother over here will gladly take the rest of it, though?"

Maomao really, really doesn't want to reach across the table and feed Rikuson, but she doesn't know what else to do with the meat when she doesn't want to eat all of it either. She's about to bring the chopsticks out to reach his side of the table when someone suddenly pulls on her sleeve.

"Hmm?"

"I want that cut; give it to me." Jinshi says, in a tone of voice that brooks no arguments. It's more than enough to make Rikuson smile crookedly and move away.

"Get your own damned meat."

"No, I want that cut, not those cuts."

"Are you a child?"

"You really let her talk to you like that, Mister?" Suirei wonders. For almost the entirety of this meal, she had been quietly listening to their conversation, letting Rikuson and Xiaolan on each side of her pile up on the meat as she diligently sliced bite-sized portions for her little sister, who, like Maomao, was more focused on the drinks than anything.

After a few gestures here and there, it looked like Maomao finally caught on that Jinshi had wanted her to feed him, so she does, begrudgingly. There's a satisfied, contented sparkle in Jinshi's eyes as he licks his lips, holding Maomao's gaze the entire time. Then he turns to Suirei. "I'd obviously let her do anything with me."

"Big words from someone who wouldn't let me feed him cordyceps." Maomao grunts. From the tone of her voice, this seems to be a recurring complaint.

"I was with you the whole way, until you said you'll lock me in with a random other person. Isn't a woman of science supposed to personally observe their data?"

Loulan laughs at that, Rikuson quickly following along, and Xiaolan turns to the woman beside her in sheer confusion. "What's a cordyceps, Suirei-jie? What are they talking about?"

Unfortunately, due to her line of work, Suirei knows exactly how a cordyceps would be used, so she also knows in what purpose this Mister Jinshi is hoping to use it with their seemingly oblivious friend. "Trust me, Xiaolan, you're lucky to not know what they mean."

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After the meal is done - which also means, after Jinshi had finally finished making Maomao feed him everything, up to and including half the plate of grilled silkworm that Loulan had ordered on a whim - Suirei tells them something that's been weighing on her for a while now.

"I realized we're going to have a problem on our way back."

Suirei had bought a four-seater sedan, but between all the medicinal herbs she and Maomao had haggled, the cute stuff Xiaolan bought for her new apartment, and Loulan's haul of assorted knickknacks, the back seat might as well not exist for human seating.

Rikuson had bumped into them at the market and went along with them to the restaurant, but he only has a motorcycle with him. He does have an extra helmet, though, so someone could possibly ride with him - not someone taller like Suirei or Jinshi, though.

Jinshi had insisted on bringing Maomao to her meeting place with the other three girls with the intention of just dropping her off and going back home, but when he had seen Maomao recognize Rikuson in the crowd and call out to said family friend with such familiarity, he suddenly didn't want to leave. If only he knew he was going to stay this long, he would have opted for his four-seater as well - now he just has his two-seater sports car.

"I don't see a problem," Maomao says, fully aware of the eyes that are suddenly on her. "Each vehicle can ride two people, and there's six of us. Easily said and done."

"Xiaomao, the helmet still fits on you, so you can ride behind me like you used to." Gods above, Rikuson thinks, behind his smile, Maomao's guy really needs to take a chill pill. But I guess I'm not helping.

"Call me Xiaomao one more time and I'll--" Make sure one of yours becomes small, is how Maomao usually ends this threat. It's a testament to her inner growth, or maybe how tired she is, that instead of completing that sentence, she takes a deep breath and stops herself. She massages her temple, seemingly nursing a headache. "Ugh. You know what? It doesn't matter."

"So that's a yes?"

"I take that more as a no," Loulan murmurs across the table so quietly that Rikuson suspects it's only meant for his ears. Then, louder, she speaks again: "I call dibs on me and Maomao riding jiejie's car home!" Loulan says in her usual bright voice. "I'm a super duper safe driver, and Xiaolan said before that she wanted to ride a motorcycle at least once."

"Uh, I wanted to ride with Maomao too, though?" Xiaolan says, her cheeks slightly flushed. "Just like last time. It was fun to ride behind her on the scooter..." The faint flush on her cheeks may be from the prospect of having to wrap her arms around an unfamiliar young man like Rikuson, but Maomao doesn't know what to do with the troubled look the young woman sends her direction.

"Xiaolan, I don't think we can ride together this time. I don't have a license so I can only ride my scooter, but I didn't bring it today." Come to think of it, that was Jinshi's fault. He smiles beatifically beside her.

"Then it's settled, Xiaolan and Mister Family Friend on the bike, me and Maomao in the car! I wouldn't want to separate her from her herbs after all."

"Little sister, where am I supposed to ride in this scenario, if you've taken my car...?"

"Oh, you and Mister Jinshi are similar heights so I just thought if he can fit in the sports car, you can too, jiejie!"

Suirei and Jinshi exchange looks. Literally the only things they have in common are their heights and a surprisingly soft spot for Maomao - his more prevalent than hers. That doesn't mean I'll automatically give way, she thinks, and chalks that sudden burst of pettiness up to how Jinshi had earlier made it an unspoken competition of who can buy Maomao more interesting medicinal raw materials.

"Wouldn't you have more fun in a fancy sports car with all the bells and whistles, though, meimei? I know you like driving fast." Suirei wonders aloud, a serene smile on her face. "Also, you did tell me before that you like talking to passionate people with clear-cut goals. As a businessman, I would guess Mister Jinshi would fit that description."

What is jiejie talking about? Loulan has met Jinshi for the first time in her life today, but she has heard more than enough of him from Maomao and seen them together around the office enough to know that if that guy has one passion in life...yep, it's probably Maomao herself. But that aside - "Jiejie, I was talking about Maomao back then! I want to talk with her more! Jiejie already hogged all her attention with all the medicine talks you had earlier. I wanted in too! Maomao!"

"Like I said, it doesn't matter to me either way," Maomao says, somehow grasping the fact that she is now the center of this entire conversation, without actually committing enough to listen to any of their debates. "The motorcycle is okay, either of the cars is okay. Just let me know whatever you've decided."

"But Maomao - come on, ride with me, you'll love it!" Loulan...sparkles, there's no other word for it, her eyes are sparkling up at Maomao's nonplussed expression as she shoves Jinshi out of the way to look at her friend better. "Don't you love me enough to share the ride home with me?"

What will he do now?

Maomao sighs and hangs her bag across her torso, readying herself to leave with her coat tucked into her arm. "We should go, then. If Rikuson and Xiaolan are taking the motorcycle, I think we should leave for the city before it gets dark out there."

Jinshi still appears lost in the train of thought he'd hitched a ride on, long enough that Maomao takes one good, long look at him and drapes his overcoat over his shoulders, unclipping his car keys from his belt loop and putting it snugly in his clasped hands for good measure.

They really do work well together, Xiaolan thinks. Too bad that for all their shared intelligence it appears like they cannot even fathom that when it comes to this, they're on the exact same page.

Jinshi blinks back to life when they're out of the restaurant, Loulan happily twirling Suirei's keys around her index finger as she herds Maomao towards her sister's sedan. "...wait."

Neither Maomao nor Loulan manage to get a word in before Jinshi catches up to them on his long, long legs and clasps his hand around Maomao's wrist. No pulling. He just holds her. "We live in the same floor of the same apartment building, I'll drive her home."

This is apparently news to Rikuson, who looks at Xiaolan in curiosity. She gives him back a timid smile that probably says, yeah, that surprised us, too.

"I live in the same apartment building as you two, boss." Loulan smirks back, her arm wrapping around Maomao's free arm. Suirei makes an astute observation that the picture they make almost resembles the tug of war scenes in the dramas Loulan loves to make her watch. This is, considering her dramatic little sister, probably done on purpose. "Maomao gave me the okay. Also, I called dibs first."

"Maomao and I had plans after this, the original idea was that I drop her off and come back for her when you're done." In spite of the confidence in his tone, there's something in the way Jinshi says Maomao's name that tells Loulan he doesn't really call her by that as often as he wants to. "Since we're already together, it only makes sense for us to go to the next location together."

"Jiejie, Xiaolan, Maomao and I are going to have a sleepover in my unit. In the same apartment building you're going home to. We are literally going to go to the same next location." The first vestiges of any pulling are coming from Loulan's side - Maomao winces, sometimes the girl really does not comprehend just how much upper body strength she actually does have. "The only one who's actually going somewhere else is Mister Family Friend over there, but he isn't complaining over Maomao not riding with him."

"Actually," Rikuson smiles curiously. "Uncle Loumen's staying over at Xiaomao's unit for the night and we're heading back home tomorrow, so I'm crashing on her couch for tonight too. We're all going to the same place."

Maomao blinks in confusion. "Ah. That was today? I thought that was tomorrow?"

"There was a mishap at the ticketing office and we got compensatory tickets for tomorrow morning. Lahan-ge's work, as expected."

Maomao shrugs, or as much as she could with one girl clinging to her arm and one guy holding her hand. "That's fine. I'll bring out the blankets for you, if you really don't mind the couch."

Hey Xiaomao, what about we share your bed like old times - is what Rikuson would probably say, if only the guy in front of him with an obvious burning crush on Maomao hadn't been riled up enough already. He keeps that little tidbit in the back pocket for future reference, instead. Nobody has to know that the only reason younger Maomao clung on to younger him back then was because she was dreaming and mistook his arm for a ginseng root, of all things.

"Maomaooooo." Loulan just about whines, her eyes sparkling as she tugs onto Maomao another time, attempting to pull her away from her coworker just enough so that she can run with Maomao into the sunset. "Come on, it's cold out and we have to go!"

At this point, Maomao can't budge, not even if she had wanted to, because Jinshi's hand has since moved down to interlock his fingers with hers. It's not exactly a position Maomao wants to be caught dead in, but his hand is warm and his fingers slot perfectly in between hers and Maomao can't quite understand why but she feels something quite like contentment settle deep into her chest. She will never tell the man in front of her that, of course. His pretty head is already filled with hot air as it is; she's not gonna add to that.

Maomao looks up at the guy in question, most probably to tell him to let her go so Loulan can stop sulking and actually drive, but the expression that greets her on that celestial beauty's face makes her stop dead in her tracks. His eyes, usually guarded behind his public smile or clear and open to match his real childish huffiness, are now glossy with unshed tears. His lips, glossy with a distracting sheen that Maomao knows full well came from all the meat she was feeding him earlier, are trembling. And his hand, the only part of his that tethered him to her, clasps even tighter against her fingers.

"I'll get you anything you want, Maomao, just please ride with me." Jinshi blurts out, his voice a complete 180 from the cool, calm, collected voice he was using when talking to everyone earlier. He sounds more desperate, more raw - it's the same tone of voice that convinces Maomao to do stuff she normally doesn't like gently tend to his wounds or let him cling to her as he sobbed and told her about his poor excuse of a father. And she's hearing it again now, all because these naughty kids she unfortunately calls friends have made a good game out of messing with him, somehow.

Xiaolan can't help but wish she had enough popcorn to pair with all this cheese, and shares an amused side glance with Rikuson beside her. He grins with her, in solidarity, because guess who's going to go home and tell Big Brother Lahan all about their littlest sister's budding workplace romance?

As Loulan pulls her closer, crushing her arm against her sizable bosom, Maomao shoots her a warning glance - that her friend, of course, gleefully ignores. "Bribery isn't fair, Mister Jinshi." Loulan chides, her words at a complete odds against her resplendent smile. "Maomao's coming with me and you can talk to her later!"

In response to that, Jinshi sniffles, which tells Maomao that he's about to blubber out more nonsense, stuff like "don't leave me behind!" or "will you abandon me like this!?" Maomao is (unfortunately) the number one protector of Jinshi when he's in such a delicate state, which means she has to bring Jinshi back to his usual state fast. So she decides to throw him a bone, for once.

"Wait a sec, Loulan, let's let him talk. What do you mean when you say anything?"

"As expected from our Maomao," Loulan coos, leaning her head against Maomao's shoulder. "You're just too nice!"

"When I mean anything I mean anything." Jinshi says, staring Maomao and Loulan down with a renewed confidence. "Just tell me what it is, and it's yours."

Maomao balks at that. "I don't think that having my boring ass in the passenger seat for a two-hour car ride is worth that much, actually, so don't be that vague -"

"You said before that you needed more cordyceps for your experiment. I can get a couple more, and throw in some saffron and rosy periwinkle for good measure."

Loulan knows exactly when she lost Maomao because she gets that shine in her eye that only appears when rare herbs are concerned. So she lets go of the arm she had been clinging to, and watches her walk away with interest. "I'll write up an IOU to hold you on that when we get home," Maomao tells Jinshi, doing nothing about her hand still interlaced with his as they walk back to his car.

"I'll gladly sign any paper that Maomao wants me to sign," Jinshi says, the fondness clear as day in his tone as he happily opens his passenger car door for Maomao. Wow, that's enough sparkles to drown Maomao in, probably. Still a better option than letting him break down and sob in front of everyone - Maomao knows how to deal with this annoying guy's handsomeness by now. She does not want to watch him cry again.

"Well, that's that on that, change of plans. Mister Family Friend, I'm going with you." Loulan says, matter-of-factly, taking the extra helmet from Xiaolan's arms and exchanging it with her sister's keys. "Jiejie, I can entrust our sweet Xiaolan in your hands."

There's a look on the young woman's face that tells Rikuson she's not doing this out of affinity with him - she had, in fact, been sizing both him and Jinshi up with matching glares whenever she thought Maomao was not looking. But nevertheless, Rikuson still thinks there's no harm in asking her what she's planning to do. "Miss Loulan, right? How can I help you?"

"You could've helped if only you rode with the boss," Loulan mutters under her breath, before turning to Rikuson with a blinding grin on her face. "How fast can you go on your bike?"

He still doesn't quite know where she's going with this. "Fast enough...within legal limits."

"That's good enough. Let's go and get close enough to ruin any romantic mood that settles in between them."

"Suirei-jie," Xiaolan whispers, as the odd pair makes their way to where Rikuson is parked, "I thought Loulan likes Maomao and Mister Jinshi's romance?"

"I don't know, Xiaolan," Suirei sighs, a hand behind Xiaolan's shoulders as she leads her to their ride. "Your guess is as good as mine."

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End notes:

i'm drafting an entirely different fic but it's postponed now since i just came back from watching skz code episode 44, final episode of their self-proclaimed jeju dating show and it's a hot mess and literally the only idea taking up my brainspace right now. for context, this is felix. see the things he says at 18 and 33 minutes into the video respectively:

like him, jinshi tries to be cool and calm when it comes to maomao but he isn't above freaking out and going straight to bribery. let us all pray for this lost little child. fun fact the title/beginning note is from the exact song we hear in the background when he says what he says in minute 18. wanted to have jinshi panic and be awkward even more but i felt that if he escalated maomao would actually shake him by the shoulders so just left it at this LOL

this was originally supposed to be a single scene from the fic i was drafting in the first place but i kept expounding on it and it became like this so here it is anyway. also as a bonus i wanted to keep track of who was sitting beside who so i made a seating chart, but i blinked and suddenly it became this. enjoy

i just want you to know watching aforementioned video woke me up in the last hours of 2023 with the urge to write down this mess in my brain and put it into words so everything came in a daydream and aside from this i don't think i can explain much else. so i guess, happy new year, stay healthy, etc. see you around and hoped you liked this!

#kusuriya no hitorigoto #the apothecary diaries #jinmao #jinshi x maomao #maomao x jinshi #fanfic #modern day au #office au #when i realized i had come up with a relationship chart out of the seating chart i realized that i have one from the show i mentioned #maomao as seo changbin probably #lmao #every arrow leads to her eventually i mean it makes sense but also it was just hilarious to think about #everybody just wants to be around maomao. she does not fully comprehend why #jinshi came into the picture just expecting to see glimpse of maomao having fun with her besties he did not sign up for this #each and every one of her friends is a force of nature #why does this surprise you so much mr jinshi #of all people the strongest force of nature here is YOU #can confirm that rikuson had way too much fun messing around in here #loulan was...well. it's complicated (i know what she means in here but also not really)#xiaolan and suirei are just along for the ride #anyway i hope this formats correctly i'm going to sleep #happy new year 2024!

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whathasangramainyudonewrong · 1 year

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Wrong #207

He has become soup

#whathasangramainyudonewrong #angra mainyu #angry mango #fgo #based on that one art meme on the bird website #yeah the liquid is grail mud. I had way too much fun making this lmao

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unearthlycat · 5 months

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jumping on this bandwagon i guess

#rain world

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🌀 trans-scension 🔁 goldenjetfish

✨ yeekoftheweek Follow

[Image: Navigation directions for a road with a roundabout. An alternate route goes directly through the roundabout. It is labeled "if you;re not a coward ;)"]

got this from my drone nav today

is my iterator fucking okay

👤 herecomestherainagain-deactivated1529700 Go home No Significant Harassment, you're drunk.

🪈 pipe--yard okay im like 99% sure this is fake but i just gotta highlight the audacity of saying "go home" to the guy whose house youre literally driving on top of

🪈 pipe--yard edit: IT'S REAL??!?!

wild-flower-ride-deactivated1532056 void and saints below yall really live like this

📿 guardianknittingneedles-deactivated1534459 Happy one solar-cycle anniversary to the drunk No Significant Harassment post

🪱 cutest-lil-pipe-beast Follow i've only seen this post in screenshots and i still can't believe it's real

🟩 nsh-heritage-posts Certified No Significant Harassment Heritage Post

#rule of laughter #happy 7 sol-cycle anniversary to the drunk nsh post everyone #tumbling stones heritage posts

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☁️ fourteenblueclouds

[image description: Two painterly images of the sky, as viewed from a Metropolis balcony on Five Pebbles during a dry spell. The first shows the sky, uninterrupted save for the spires of distant communications towers. The other, a single figure leaned over the railing of a balcony, looking out over the cityscape.]

the summers up on pebbles were always the worst, but as the end approaches i'm coming to miss them

#original art #artists of tumbling stones #my artwork #painting

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🗡️ nine-sharp-stones it really feels like everyone is ascending these days. this place is a ghost town. i just wish i could join them but i know i'll never be enough. there's too much of me. if i go it'll twist me into something i don't want to be. and all i can do is be afraid.

i miss my parents. i miss everyone. my best friend ascended last cycle. we couldn't be friends anymore because i was "holding them back".

i just wish i could have gone with them.

#vent #do not reblog #delete later

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🌀 trans-scension 🔁 halo-of-seven-suns

⛆ raindeerstampede-deactivated1534012 It still gets me every time that even living up here with an abundance of water, we choose to maintain a system of pipes to ensure access to it.

I have to pay a water bill.

It rains so hard every night my balcony has a hands-breadth of standing water when the shields unroll in the morning.

Does nobody see the contradiction here?

🪻 metropolitanghost Follow op have you ever heard of a drainage system

do you like. realize how nasy that water gets

and you want to DRINK it?

🧃 five-pebbsi-official Follow Why drink rainwater when you could be drinking Five Pebbsi, the official drink of the Five Pebbles Metropolitan Zone?

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Quench your thirst and contract 0 intestinal parasites! None!

🪈 pipe--yard

#wow thanks five pebbsi official brand account that doesn't sound suspicious at all

#thank you five pebbles official you sound very trustworthy #i am sure your drink contains nothing else that would be of concern

#what an incredibly trustable source! i am sure if i perform a search query for five pebbsi i will definitely not find anything concerning on the ingredient list!

🖸 pleading-intellects-hot-robot-bod

#it has WHAT IN IT

i would like to wish everyone finding out about the ingredients of five pebbsi from this post my Deepest Condolences but also, Rest In Pieces

#rule of laughter

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🪨 one-cup-of-pebbles 🔁 memes-to-make-you-ascend

[screencap: a greyscale photo of a cup of gravel tea, with two twigs artfully arranged on a plate. Caption reads, "Working on denying the fourth urge this week! #fourthurge #gluttony #graveltea #dietarypurge #releasethe4"]

these guys have got to be stopped

#i am losing my mind over this

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💬 wondering-ottoman 🔁 leviafantastic

🌘 lingeringluna Follow

[Image: a shiny chitinous box containing unidentifiable bluish-white mush.]

living block just got the new ration shipment today. what the [2].

🌘 lingeringluna this is what they feed the iterator technicians i think

👤 beyondthewinds-deactivated1528045 Technical side of Tumbling Stones, can you confirm?

🧮 sixgrains-official Follow yes i am a real iterator technician and i eat this every day,, for my lunch and for dinner i eat neuron flies. hope this helps

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#this is an old and humorously meant post i know but… #but no really what?! #i knew it was bad for the stragglers but i had no idea… #at least once we all ascend it'll be a bygone worry i suppose… #tw gluttony

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🌀 trans-scension 🔁 halo-of-seven-suns

⛓️ atopthespires becoming an iterator technician with high ambitions but i'm incredibly clumsy, introduced to them on the first day of the job and i am simply so charming they cannot help but fall in love with me for "research purposes" and i become their specialist little technician attending their every whim despite being the least qualified individual to do so <3

⛓️ atopthespires some of you are very confused what i mean by this, so let me make it clear: i want to [U.] the iterator

⛓️ atopthespires

#op do you understand that the puppet is just a simulacrum of a body? #they are much vaster than your reproduction-addled mind can concieve of i promise you that

the simulacrum being puppeted by a vast inconcievable machine is part of the appeal. whats not clicking

⛓️ atopthespires

#you realize the councils would literally throw you into the void fluid vats for that right #if you don't get excommunicated first

might i introduce you to this Wondrous New Skill called: lying

#rule of laughter #heresy tw #not safe for worshippers

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#rain world #rw ancients #fake tumblr posts #suicide (implied)#religion (fictional)#also uh #disordered eating implications?#not 100% sure how to tag this #rw ancients are... something #also yes those are fake image descriptions/captions #i would love to make those paintings someday but i do Not have the time or skills for it orz #does this count as fanfiction?#fj.txt #i had way too much fun making this post and coming up with usernames lmao #EDIT: tumblr hid this post for having too many links i think oopsies!#does this show up in the tag now?

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good-beanswrites · 1 month

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Just wanted to plant an idea if you wanted a bit of fuel: Mahiru asking Yuno to come to her cell before everything goes down.

Edit: I forgot the ask didn't say it but this is part of Kyanako's incredible Order Of Attack AU!

Didn't mean for this to become a mini Mappi study but here we are ✨ Thank you for the request! I fully intended to write them hanging out, but it's more right before they hang out lol. Went a bit on-the-nose with foreshadowing, but isn't that the fun part? It has become Emotional Over Mahiru Hour...

I kept things vague, but TW for mentioning her boyfriend's state of potential self-harm

Mahiru tried not to act superstitious, she really did. As much as she loved the idea of little luck charms, or avoided easy signs of misfortune, it was easier to keep quiet about such ridiculous things.

Maybe catching a bride’s bouquet meant no guarantees; maybe there was no real harm in stepping underneath ladders, maybe a coin tossed into a fountain had no real magic to its wish. However, the one thing she knew for sure held power was a lucky presence. Being in the right place at the right time could alter everything. And today was the right time for something. There was this waiting in the air. The prison had been holding its breath. Mahiru knew it was time to release it all.

“You must be so lonely, why don’t you let big sis Mahiru keep you company?” She beamed at Amane.

She often recalled the good fortune that she and a certain young man had crossed paths on the university terrace. She used to laugh with him about the wonderful coincidence of bumping into each other outside of the bakery, then the convenience store.

Though she’d never spoken about it to him, she was also grateful for many occasions where she walked in on him at the precise moment to talk him out of something reckless. She always told him that they’d do everything together. He didn’t need to be alone anymore.

“I wish to be alone. I need peace of mind to think.” Amane turned away from the cell door.

It was a good thing, too. Mahiru’s smile wasn’t as convincing as she said, “o-oh. Of course.”

She made her way around the panopticon, hearing Fuuta pace his cell in anticipation. He must have felt it too, this holding of breath.

Or perhaps not. He turned down her offer for a bit of company, including a few more colorful words than Amane had. Mahiru just apologized for bothering him and headed back to her cell. She wasn’t sure where Mikoto was at this hour, but she didn’t feel like smiling through a third rejection.

She shook her head back and forth. She wished the motion could rattle the voices inside, she wished she could shake them all away. With her arms secured in place she could no longer cover her ears. She used to hum to keep them at bay, but lately they’d been too loud to stifle. They just kept on talking.

Their words told her the two were right. Nobody needed her company. No – nobody wanted it. Being together hadn’t helped her boyfriend. In fact, being together had been the very thing that got him killed. No wonder Amane and Fuuta wanted to avoid her.

So then, this was for the best. She would rather deal with the brief sting of refusal than stumble in one day to find them hurt… or worse. As much as she tried to avoid the superstition of it all, the voices reminded her that her very presence could mean life or death.

“Mappi, are you alright?” Mahiru hadn’t realized a tear had slipped down her cheek until she hurried to swipe it away in front of Yuno.

“Hah, I’m fine! Just fine.” It was impossible to fool her, Mahiru had learned, but that never stopped her from trying.

At least she always spoke tactfully. “Rough morning?”

Mahiru shifted her arms in her uniform, making a small sound of agreement.

“Can I do anything to help? What if I stay with you for a bit? I can do your hair, and…”

The voices were right. Amane and Fuuta knew it, too. Presences did hold power, and Mahiru’s was cursed.

But she would sound foolish admitting such a fear to Yuno. She'd heard plenty from the voices about how stupid and airheaded she was, there was no use in getting the same lecture from someone as grounded as her.

Mahiru managed a weak protest, unable to explain her real reasoning. Yuno was insistent. She didn’t give much of a choice. Could she feel the strangeness of the prison, as well?

At last, Mahiru allowed her shoulders to sag. Yuno was lucky. And kind. Having her nearby would do her good. Amane and Fuuta would be alright. Mahiru had tried spending more time with them after verdicts were announced. Now, she made a mental note to pull back. If her love couldn’t save anyone, at least she could spare them from her curse. They would be safe.

“Yes. Please stay. The truth is... I don't want to be alone.”

#milgram #mahiru shiina #yuno kashiki #amane and fuuta mentioned #i dont know how well this all fits in with your vision of the au but i had a ton of fun with this lmao sorry 😂#oh hey if anyone knows any japanese superstitions like those in the beginning lmk #i was trying to research them but i kept getting lucky symbols/words - not necessarily actions like that #anyway thank you so much for this!! it was a really interesting moment to capture >:0 #drabbles that take me way too long to combine my three brain cells but im really pleased with the end result #i had a lot of Mahiru Thoughts but it took a bit of fiddling to make them fit together #the superstitiousness - the focus on one's presence - the parallels with his bf - what she's dealing with from the voices #im glad it came together semi-smoothly in the end asdfsd #i didnt mean for mahiru t break the fourth wall or anything --#i always saw her as a master at picking up on social changes/cues so she can tell when things are most tense/kotoko is fully prepared #but she doesnt consciously know it -- she just knows that things feel Off #not only do the attacks confirm mahirus fear that shes cursed - but yunos involvement confirms her belief that shes extra lucky #i wonder if shed still end up spending all her time with yuno now that she thought she was such a protective person...#i couldnt articulate it right since the end was wrapping up so nicely - but mahiru starts to wonder if most people are fine being left alon #and *shes* the odd one out for craving company #then she feels isolated because by getting what she wants shes dooming someone else #i mean... if everyone you try to get close to starts getting hurt... wouldnt you worry about the same...?#AHAHAHAHA hope you enjoyed 🙃#*posts this then retreats back into the void for a bit*#drabbles

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eryanlainfa · 5 months

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I think this is one of my favorite work ever but for some reason I never posted it ??? We had to make 4 illustrations based on a song without lyrics, and I thought it'd be really cool to connect them to make one big piece!

Featuring 3 of my past teachers as adventurers. As I have the fun habit of making everyone a DnD counterpart haha

#eryart #scenery #illustration #dnd #art #ocs #dnd art #adventure #definetly overdid the textures but it was soooo fun to do !!#definetly had multiple breakdowns while working on it lmao #also I just really like the base colors alone so I put it here :³ #with a friend we made a whole story of those three theachers specifically being transported to a fantasy world and that was so fun #we had character sheets and a storyline and everything- eventually we wanted to make a silly comic about it !#sadly homeworks tired us too much so we never got the chance to finish anything :'(

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OH OH OH OH OH FULL NAME FULL NAME AKANE KISHIDA

I figured she was the one to get in touch first based on Jo knowing she wanted to see her son, but I have SO many questions about that... how does she know her son survived... how does she know Ichiban was her son and not Aoki... how does she know who Jo is and how to contact Jo... (<- tearing my hair out as we speak)

Anyway when you have the opportunity please view the gameplay footage...

obsessed how its addressed to Mr. Jo Sawashiro i dont know why that detail tickles me... thats cute..

chicken-and-egg kinda deal with Who Contacted Who first. like id ASSUME sawashiro'd get in contact with her first if he was feeling guilty enough about The Whole Situation and was willing to dig into arakawa's past imo, esp since akane wouldn't have any reason (or ability to) know who he was until after he joins the yakuza.. and i mean.. shes long gone by then.. tho that's assuming they got in contact early on and they didnt JUST start communicating within the past few years.

BUT EITHER WAY just gotta wait and see for it all to play out.. in three months <- still cant believe its coming out january 26th 👁️💋👁️

youtube

IM OBSESSED WITH THE GAMEPLAY FOOTAGE im soooo glad i was right in how they were going to handle the style change aspect (though i guess it wasnt a hard thing to predict but still..). I LOVE HOW KIRYU CAN ACTUALLY ROAM FREE THAT'S SO COOL i remember people kept speculating on how the gameplay was gonna go with how different ichi and kiryu's playstyles are and this is SUUCH a rad way to answer that question. my excitement is immeasurable and im gonna throw up

#snap chats #lest i neglect chitose's fighting style looks SICK. the neck stomp did remind me of juri han sorry im sick in the head EITHER WAY #the ballet skills... explains why she seems so skinny tbh. like maybe im delusional but i feel like her model is Extra slim yk #i hope im right... oh but speaking of diversity i love how they got people speaking english #Typical Westerner Answer Is Typical IM JUST SAYING its a nice immersion aspect. also im nosy let me eavesdrop #-5 points on the immersion aspect for the fact katy didnt immediately apologize after ichi bumps into her #any american would start profusely apologizing excuse you. BUT SPEAKING OF MOVEMENT #maybe its too early to make this assessment but i like how more concise ichi's walking is #back in Y7 one issue i had was just how.. not 'slippery' he was but it certainly felt like his shoes didnt have any traction #but now he seems to walk more precisely. hope im right....#crazy eats looks so fun... they have no idea who theyre playin with when my dumbass has all these tony hawk and jet set radio hours #im rambling on too much i still have to answer your other ask LMAO thank you for writin in an sendin the gameplay demo :]

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ywpd-translations · 1 year

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Ride 719: The start of the Inter High qualifiers!!

Pag 5

1: Sorry for the wait, in fifteen minutes, at 10 o' clock, the qualifiers for the Inter High of the prefecture of Chiba, here at the gate before the beach of Kamogawa

2: will start!!

They're here!!

4: Yeah.... sorry, sorry

Pag 6

1: A ra-ra-race, so suddenly!? And what's more, the important qualifiers

Ah- ah- uhm, ah the helmet, the helmet, where is it, teh

Come on, come on, calm down- you're holding it in your left hand

2: I just heard the announcer saying “start”, Kinaka-kun

They're starting, seriously!?

Calm down, it's in fifteen minutes; now it's the tine to line up at the starting line

Let's go, Rokudai

That's why....

3: Sorry for the wait....

4: You seem to be in a hurry, so I brought these, here!!

5: Ka-Ka- Kanzaki-senpai!!

Aj- ah-yes!

Pag 7

1: Thank you so much!! -teh!!

To- to- today we'll work hard until the end of our strengths, thank you so much!!

Yeah... you're so impressive, first years

And.... so nervous

2: Ah- ah-

Ah-

She's my senpai as a “manager”.....

3: You said.... “brought”?

5: The jersey with your number bibs

Waa, waaa, thank you so much, teh

Waaaa

By the way, numbers bibs are are something that's meant to be put on by yourself!!

Pag 8

1: Th- thank you

Hurry, put it.... uhm....

3: Wear them, and run

5: They're the jerseys of the Sohoku's members

Pag 10

1: Hurry up, there's no time

I underestand that nervousness very well, too!!

2: Of course you're nervous, you're running in the qualifiers with the same jersey as them

3: The jersey I.... longed for....

My obejctive.....

4: I can wear it? Me!! Now!!

5: Excuse me!!

Pag 11

1: This.... I'll wear this, and.....

2: run together with Back-gate-slope-senpai....!!

3: I feel so honred.... and I might feel inadequate, but

4: I'll run in the race!!

5: Now, zip it up!!

The magic of that jersey is that it makes you nervous but it also gives you strength!!

Pag 12

1: They're here!!

3: It's Sohoku!!

Pag 13

1: Waaaaa!

It's last year's champions!

The two-times champions!!

They're here, Sohoku!!

Last year's winners, Sohoku High School, arrived at the start line!!

Amazing!

They're not just Chiba's two-times champions, they're national champions!

Incredible!

Sohoku! Sohoku!

Nice!!

2: Kakaka, they got all excited as soon as we get here!!

Thanks a lot, I'm Naruko Shoukichi!!

Naruko!

Redhead!!

3: Thanks a lot, I'll do great today, too!!

Look forward to my flashy running!

That redhead guy is fun!

4: I'm excited

Onodaa!!

Onoda-kun is so cute!!

5: Kashiwahigashi- well, do your best!

Makuhari- don't give up!

Don't just assume we're gonna lose!!

Pag 14

1: We have to breakthrough this race

Yeah

2: Sohokuuu!!

Win!

I mean, of course they'll take the top goal....

Honestly, aren't they unmatched?

Yeah

3:If we lose here, there'll be no Inter High

Winning for sure, no, we never know what's going to happen, that's road racing

4: Yes

Three years ago....

5: Sometimes I remember that day....

Pag 15

1: The qualifiers in Anesaki with Kinjou-san and the other third years

2: The first years are here

3: Finally in third place, Sohoku!!

What did the old man say in the end?

That.... they'll take the finish line, with a difference of one minute....

Can they really do something like that?

4: Catching up.... and even creating a difference of one minute..

Can they really do that?

If they really can....

5: It's overwhelming

6: Sohoku is the top!!

Sohokuu!!

Pag 16

2: Back then, we were first years, and they were so strong and overwhelming that we could only think that our senpais were incredible

3: But I get it now

5: To open such an overwhelming gap

6: They worked so hard to prepare for that

Pag 17

3: That's right!!

4: We spent so much time practicing and thinking about what could happen and preparing for it!!

5: And we also prepared so hard for this

6: Yeah!!

's right!!

Pag 18

1: Let's run with everything we have!!

2: Uh!!

Sohoku's presure got stronger!!

Waa

No, don't run with everything you have!!

3: Let's go!!

4: Yeah!!

Yeah!!

Pag 19

1: This road leads to the Inter High!!

Pag 20

1: The Kamogawa qualifiers for the road racing Inter High

Pag 21

1: Start!!

2: Under the clear blue sky, the ciclysts are all dashing on

There's also a lot of people cheering for our local high school in Kamogawa!!

Kamo..!!

Do your best!!

3: Kashiwahigashi, take it this year!!

Yeah, got it!!

Pag 22

2: Do your beest!

Thaaanks a lot!

There are so many bikes!

So colorful

3: Now, is the parade section over?

Sohoku's Naruko?

4: 'lright

5: Should we go now!!

6: Waaa Naruko jumped ahead at the start!

Sohoku's Naruko!! Isn't that bad news!?

Waaaaa

7: Hahaha, it's alright!!

Huh!?

Pag 23

1: “In road racing, you can't win alone”!! That's the theory!!

We have the numerical advantage! If he's left alone, he'll eventually get exhausted and fall!!

Kashiwahigashi Nomura-san!!

2: I'll show you

3: This is Naruko Shoukichi's flashi riding!!

Like this

Pag 24

1: I'll reach the goal!!

I'll away with the first attack and then win, and make a legend!!

2: No no no, Naruko is definitely bad news!

He'll get away and win on his own, that guy!

Catch him!

Chase him!!

4: Thanks to Naruko-kun, the first half will be easy

Yeah

While Naruko-kun is in the lead, we'll be protected from the wind

6: By the way

Pag 25

1: Kinaka and Rokudai.... until the last moment, they weren't at the start line with us

Ye-yeah

2: I- I'm sure they ran late while getting ready.... and are now hesitant to cut through everyone to come to the front

I guess they're starting from way behind us

3: I don't see them at all

4: Do we leave them behind?

You're so quick to make a decision!!

5: They were too flustered, chosing them was a mistake

Your humor is too dry, Imaizumi-kun!

6: Let's wait for them

We can't do that

Ehhh

7: No, seriously speaking

Pag 26

1: If they can't get here by themselves, then we don't need them

2: This race

3: also serves as the team members selection

Pag 27

3: I.... in the end we ended up at the very end of the line, teh

4: Is Imaizumi-san in the lead?

Pag 28

1: And there are so many people, the density is so different from that of middle school's races!!

Ngh!! I can't get used to this way of riding!!

2: I'm sorry, it's because I took too much time in getting ready, teh

And now you, Kinaka-kun-

3: Whataver, there's no use in talking about it now

Anyway, let's go up to where Onoda-san and the other are!!

4: If we can't get to them

5: Our race ends now!!

#yowamushi pedal #yowamushi pedal manga #yowamushi pedal translations #yowamushi pedal spoilers #yowapeda #yowapeda manga #ride 719 #15 YEARS OF YOWAPEDAAAAAAAA #can you believe it???? im feeling so proud for no reason lmao #and we got so many color pages!!! i love watanabe's coloring style so muuuuch #anyway! such an amazing chapter!!!#have you seen my boy Onoda being all captain-like with his speech??? hes grown up so much and im so so proud of him!!#seeing the three of them in this race and thinking about the first year when they were in the audience watching.....#theyre my sons and im a proud proud mum #if you ever think im not emotional about yowapeda think again #but also on another note Imaizumi iand onoda were su fun lmao #'do we leave them behind' sasdsfdfsdfsd imaizumiiiiiii onoda is right and your humor is dry lmao #also also i love how onoda is captain but it looks like imaizumi helps him so much with the organization #looks like it was his idea both to include the 1st years in this race and also to make it the selection too #loved how he had to remind onoda 'no onoda this is the selection we cant help them' l #and anothee thing #'we talked so much about what could happen during the race and prepared so much'#and yet they didnt think about including roku-chan and kinaka in the conversation! why didnt they prepare them too i dont get it lmao #they could have avoided all this rocus but alas they decided to trust kaburagi (big mistake)#btw i need to say it again- roku-chan and kinaka!!! I'M SO FOND OF THEM MY CHILDREN #theyre so adorable ;A; and their relationship is a+++#not what i expected at all when they were introduced but I LOVE IT #cant wait to see more of them #my pure adorable babies #little balls of nerves running in their first race :')

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