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alchemocha · 3 months
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Merry X-Mas from your favourite evil men!
And a merry late xmas to @molo-tovi!! For the stobotnik secret Santa, they said if I had an au, to draw a Christmas picture for it, so here’s my catboy jimbotnik au during the holidays!
Ivo is the same old evil genius we all know and love, but that cat like personality is actually quite literal! Being a little more… physically affectionate although stubbornly so, he can’t help himself from coming up behind his Agent and nuzzling into him. Perhaps even whisk him into a dance to one of those dreadfully sappy Christmas songs. Frankly he’d never cared much for the holidays before Stone, that he’d admit anyways, but now it holds a rather special place in his heart and you may even catch him in silly matching sweaters with his Agent. (Ivo’s says ‘Santa Claws’ with a kitty cat, by the way!)
It was a promise to himself as well, Ivo proposed to Stone on Christmas Day, and newly engaged, they’d spend the night curled up by the cozy fireplace, Stone stroking the soft ears atop his head, peaceful for once in their hectic lives.
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intheticklecloset · 4 months
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Hello! If you’re interested in writing kunikida and dazai,, I was wondering if I could a order a peppermint mocha with lee!Dazai and ler!Kunikida? Kuni has had enough of Dazai tossing snowballs at him, so he wrecks him as soon as they’re indoors lmao
I fully understand if you feel burnt out from writing Dazai so much, though. You’re welcome to use this idea with any other characters if you like the concept :]
Remember to drink water!
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❄️ Peppermint Mocha Special Order ❄️
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“Dazai!”
The brunette winced, turning with a sheepish look on his face. Kunikida could see his thoughts plainly on his features – caught red-handed.
“Oh, hi, Kunikida!” he tried, twirling on his heel so his back was to the ADA’s half-sized Christmas tree. “Fancy meeting you here!”
“Cut the crap, Dazai.” Kunikida charged toward him. “You were about to swipe your gifts, weren’t you?”
“Just one of them,” Dazai said innocently, holding his hands up in surrender. “I just wanted to get a sneak peek.”
“Christmas is in less than a week. You can wait.”
“Oh, come onnnn. Don’t you ever have the urge to—?”
“No.”
Dazai pouted. “You wouldn’t, party pooper.”
Kunikida sighed heavily. He didn’t know why he bothered sometimes. Dazai was impossible, and he knew that even if he got the brunette to leave well enough alone now, he’d just come back later and try it again – likely succeeding this time.
Still, he had to at least try to get him to see reason.
“It would be rude to your gifter to open it without them present. They’ll want to see your reaction, you know.”
“What if I opened yours, Kunikida?” Dazai asked, batting his eyes in that infuriating way he did when he was trying to play favorites.
“No! Don’t open any of them!”
“Aww, pleeeeease?”
Something inside him snapped. Kunikida frowned. “All right. You’ve left me no choice.”
“What? Heeeey!” Dazai screeched as his blonde coworker dragged him over to the nearest couch, shoving him onto it face-first. “What are you dohohohohohoing?! Ah! Kunikihihihihida!”
“This will just have to be enough for now, Dazai. Understand?” Kunikida’s voice came out sounding as gruff as ever, though from this position he had the luxury of hiding his tiny smile at the way Dazai squealed and flailed beneath him as he dug his fingers into his hips.
“Buhuhuhuhuhuhut I wanna knohohohohohohow what I gohohohohohohot!”
“You’ll know in a week, you moron! Be patient!”
“Why ahahahahare you beheheheheheing so mehehehehean? AHH!! NOHOHOHOHO!!” Suddenly Dazai’s high-pitched giggles turned into panicked laughter when Kunikida went for broke and dove into his armpits, tickling relentlessly. He even went so far as to sit on his legs to keep him from kicking like a struggling animal. “NONONO PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE NOT THEHEHEHEHERE!!”
“Are you going to leave the gifts alone?”
“FIHIHIHIHINE, OKAY, YOU WIHIHIHIHIHIHIN YOU BIG JEHEHEHEHEHEHERK!!”
Kunikida was tempted to keep going for that comment, but seeing the desperate look in his friend’s eyes, he decided that was enough for now. He stopped and nodded in satisfaction. “Good. Trust me, it will be worth the wait, Dazai.”
As he climbed off his friend and went back to his work, Kunikida smirked to himself. He knew Dazai would try again, but that was all right. What the brunette didn’t know was that all of the gifts under the tree – all of them, even the ones that weren’t his – were fakes for this exact reason.
The ADA knew Dazai better than that by now.
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aphchinass · 1 year
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coffeeshop au where Alfred goes into a cafe with absolutely no knowledge of how the drinks work but he's 101% confident he's right and insists it's what he wants and Ivan the barista is just like 'boss can i invoke my right to refuse service'
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cinnavanillamelody · 2 months
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Momentary Mod Explanation and Apology
It has come to my revelation that I may be hurting people unintentionally with my choice of wording sometimes, and I would like to explain myself and apologize.
I really hate being accused of things, especially of saying words and phrases I didn't say. I also have a bit of a speech impediment, (I consider it one) sometimes, I have occasional slurred speech, and people cannot understand me when I am speaking. I also have voice modulation issues, so sometimes I am speaking quieter or louder than I realize.
(I am also half deaf in my left ear and have audio processing issues due to ADHD)
Because of these facts, I always take great care in saying exactly what I mean as clearly as I can, so there is no room for misinterpretation. Sometimes, I punctuate my sentences out loud, or I talk like Yoda does, (thing, verb, question) for example:
"Do you want pizza for dinner?"
"what?"
"Pizza, Dinner, You want?"
still with me?
this care I have in communication with others carries over in text conversations, and I realize that when I type a certain way, I have a very sarcastic voice or a very stern/upset tone. Sometimes I don't realize I am upset until I am actively typing in an upset state of mind. I have a short temper, and it is very easy for me to get poked into that state of mind. All facial expressions or vocal cues are lost, and it's very easy for others to misinterpret what I type, for being aggressive and meaning something else that I did not mean at all. For example. I might text someone,
"Hey, sometimes *thing you do* is really annoying to me, could you *change behavior*?"
and it can be interpreted as:
"Hey you're REALLY annoying, could you like, not?"
This is a very loose example, but it illustrates my point well. Another thing is if I use a word that's very similar to another word, and its meaning gets misconstrued.
I told someone they were exhibiting "childish behavior" and they took that as "You are a child".
I said the phrase, "You cannot lie to me" and it was taken as "You are lying to me. (actively)" or "You have lied to me"
Those two phrases have two entirely different meanings and connotations. Saying someone is "being childish" does not mean you are calling them a child, it means they are exhibiting behavior that a child would.
"You cannot lie to me" means exactly that, "You cannot actively lie to me" That is not calling someone a liar, that is saying they do not have the ability to lie directly to you.
I can see how those two phrases can be misinterpreted, however, if they appear to be coming from an aggressive party. And for that, I deeply apologize. I did not mean to lose my temper, and I did not mean to throw out any sort of insults. If I have ever not clearly communicated with any of you, it was not my intention to cause harm, I am just very bad at communicating, and am easily misunderstood.
That is all,
-Mod Mocha 🍫
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tojisun · 4 months
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Sun!, I would like to start by saying that I greatly admire your talent and ability to write. The way you are able to create stories, is simply fascinating. Every word you put on paper seems to have a unique intensity and depth. Your writing conveys such strong and immersive emotions that it feels like I can feel every feeling, every shiver, and every moment of tension. It's incredible how you capture these elements and convey them in such a vivid and impactful way.
One Of The Girls reminds me of the early stages of the reader's 'relationship' with toxic!biker!simon. Where the reader wants to be one of the girls and fully immerse themselves in Simon's life, even if it's just scraps of an unhealthy love (that never was).
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Daylight, oh my God, it's the mid-stage, where the reader is not just with Simon because of his looks... But because she loves him, but at the same time she discovers how much he harms her, but she doesn't want to leave him, she can't, because she always goes back.
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Elastic Heart is their final stage in the relationship... As you yourself said, sun, my sunshine. The reader will have a happy ending, but not with Simon. It's when she will realize that their "Relationship" was never so healthy.
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So, sun!, look, my future husband, Leon Kennedy. Shhhh... Simon can't know-. But I've already moved on from toxic!biker!Simon-.
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This is my husband, my current obsession, the muscles-.
oh my god mocha?? thank you so much for such kind words– im genuinely melting, giggling underneath my blanket and kicking my legs because of how thoughtful and kind this!! because of how thoughtful and kind you are!! im seriously speechless, unable to think past the giddiness rushing through me like, thank you again sweet luv <33
i am so so happy that u enjoy my works! that somehow, along my ramblings and run-ons, i was able to convey the emotions of a specific scene/fic :’> im glad that u get to enjoy interpreting it too!! (especially because biker!simon became such an endearing group project that i adore. i get so heart-achingly happy when i see ur guys’ asks n links n tags!!!)
time for the songs:
OH MY GOD??? ONE OF THE GIRLS BEING READER BEGGING SIMON FOR A SCRAP OF HIS AFFECTION – “we don’t gotta be in love / i don’t gotta be the one / i just wanna be one of the girls tonight” – OH I AM UNWELL!! and the way the song fully presents their ‘relationship’: how it’s a plea from the reader, how she tries finding love from him in something thats only physical and ephemeral, how he extends an inkling affection only to pull away and leave her with nothing. again.
(heaving so bad rn)
I DIDNT EXPECT DAYLIGHT TO BE PART OF THE TOXIC BIKER SERIES BUT I SEE IT SO CLEARLY!! “oh i love it and hate it at the same time” – the way she knows their arrangement is harmful to her, and the way she knows it’s laughable and pathetic how she’s always the one doing the running and waiting, but she can’t stop because when simon calls her, sometimes she thinks it’s love. AND the part that goes “hiding all of our sins from the daylight / … / you and i drink poison from the same vine” SHOWING THE WAY SIMON NEVER BRINGS HER TO HIS HOME. AND HOW SIMON, for all his tomfoolery and bitching, GRAVITATES TOWARDS HER. HOW HE COMES BACK TO HER TOO.
(im probably gonna gnaw my lip off at this point from how much im biting)
SIA AND ELASTIC HEART IS ALSO SMTHN I DIDNT EXPECT IN THE ROSTER AND YET IT MAKES SENSE HOLY SHIT. “you did not break me (but) i’m still fighting for peace” IS READER WHEN SHE MET PRICE HELLO? the way she was hesitant to trust him. hesitant to like him because she thought, ‘not again’. but then price shows her how it is to be loved. to be prioritized. to be cared for. and yeah she starts letting go of simon and starts forging a relationship with price and!!! SHE WILL BE HAPPY I PROMISE.
(i feel like a marionette. untethered and floaty because this whole.. meta? is so fucking good oh my god)
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THATS LEON KENNEDY? UM. THE ARMS? THE CHEST?? THE HARNESS??? THE HAIR????
pause.
THE BIKE?????
somethings shifting in my brain hold on hold on hold on hol
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sketchingdemonss · 7 months
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" I guess one thing about him is that he's kinda... a nag. "
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sae-mian · 8 months
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y'shtola will take a mocha to go, thanks ☕
⋆⁺。˚⋆˙‧₊☽ ◯ ☾₊‧˙⋆˚。⁺⋆
ft. @lilvulpix-alex's Mocha ♡
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mocha-illustrates · 10 months
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why do you like the DCA specifically
oh man, it’s really interesting because I can recall the exact moment I started loving them.
When sb came out I watched markiplier play it and I didnt think much of the dca right away. I thought they were a cool character with interesting mechanics and I thought that the daycare was a good part of the game, but that was it. And I remember so specifically watching this tiktok and instantly thinking “oh no, I’m gonna be obsessed with this fucker aren’t I?”
I think like a lot of people, I saw that they work with kids and found that comforting. And I really enjoyed all the different ways people characterize them too. I feel like everyone writes/portrays the dca a little differently and it’s cool seeing all these different perspectives. And on top of all that, they checked all the boxes for me: a robot, a clown, a good boy to take care of me, a bad boy I can fix, and a sun and moon theme??? What’s not to love?
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transx-mogai-cafe · 10 days
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Quippy clapbacks are the death of honest trying-to-understand-each-other discourse, istfg.
Yes obviously if you replace a word in a sentence with another word it will change the sentence, but by how much depends on how different the two words are!!!
I shouldn't have to explain that "I hate transgender people" and "I hate transabled people" are as similar a comparison as something like "I hate black people" and "I hate hispanic people" are, and that "I hate basketball" isn't even remotely close to either of those comparisons.
If you say this, you are being purposely obtuse because you don't even want to try and engage with the argument being presented! So just say that instead of trying to be witty, you actually just come across as lazy and ignorant!
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crustymochalatte · 2 months
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CRUSTY DRIVE CAR?
Crusty does not like car. Car leads to scary place where Crusty receives needles. Crusty gets places by going very very fast. Observe.
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humblemooncat · 5 months
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93. what is their ideal date? For Ahko’to :3
Ahko's just sitting here, head in his hands wondering if Mocha's just fishing for ideas now. xD
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As far as ideal dates go, Ahko'to prefers any kind of date that allows him to chat with and get to know someone. Coffee dates, nice dinners, walks, so long as you can chat he's happy!
That said, if he were to give a scenario he'd enjoy most, he'd probably go for picking up street food for dinner and eating it at one of his favorite stargazing spots high up in the city. Optionally, before or after, hitting up the local onsen as well. He loves a warm bath. <3
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alchemocha · 2 months
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intheticklecloset · 4 months
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Hi for the Peppermint Mocha event I was wondering if I could order lee!Sigma (or lee!Kunikida) with a ler of your choice - maybe with decorating for Christmas
❄️ Peppermint Mocha Special Order ❄️
Final Order! ^^
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“Are you telling me you’ve never decorated for Christmas before?” Tanizaki asked incredulously, taking the string of lights from Sigma, who looked at him with a confused and mildly upset expression.
“I haven’t exactly been alive all that long,” he murmured.
“Oh…right. Sorry.”
Atsushi glanced over at them, feeling a pang of sympathy for their new member. “I didn’t really know what I was doing the first time, either. I didn’t get to participate in the holidays at the orphanage.”
Sigma looked surprised, opening his mouth to say something, but a loud groan stopped him in his tracks and they both turned their attention to the source.
“Quit being so depressing,” Ranpo complained. “It’s Christmas! Candy canes and cocoa and peppermint chocolates and—”
“It’s not all about the food, Ranpo,” Kunikida admonished gently.
“Yeah, yeah.” The greatest detective in the world hopped to his feet and grabbed Sigma’s arm. “Come on. We’ll start with a wreath. Those are easy to manage.”
Atsushi watched with fascination as the smaller boy fished a wreath out of their box of decorations and handed it to Sigma. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Dazai smiling fondly at them both – a rare expression from the brunette.
“Take this hook,” Ranpo instructed, “and put it on the door first, with the curved end facing this way – there you go. Now just hang the wreath on it. Oh! Make sure the bow is on top, though.”
“Is that important?” Sigma asked genuinely, shifting the wreath in his arms to accommodate the instructions given to him.
Some of the ADA members started to tell him it wasn’t, but Ranpo cut through them all. “Of course! The bow is the best part. It has to be on top; there’s no other way to do it.”
Sigma hummed in interest, then lifted his arms to place the wreath on the hook. No sooner had he gotten it in place than Ranpo darted wiggling fingers into his armpits and upper ribs, making Sigma squeak in surprise and whirl around, backing against the now-decorated door.
“W-What…why did you…?” he stammered, looking genuinely confused.
Atsushi didn’t even have a chance to tell him it wasn’t anything he’d done – Ranpo was just like that sometimes – before Dazai called out casually, “Go for the hips, Ranpo~”
Sigma looked startled and confused and nervous and excited all at once. It was an interesting combination of emotions, but no one had a chance to say anything about it before Ranpo had grabbed onto his hips and started tickling quickly but gently, making Sigma squeal again and burst into hysterical giggles that brightened the room more than the Christmas music that was playing from the radio.
“W-Wahahahahahait, wait, whahahahahahat did I dohohohohoho? I dohohohohon’t understahahahahand!” Sigma cried, squirming helplessly against the door but making barely any move to get away or fight back at all.
Atsushi smiled at the scene, blushing a little. It seemed Dazai wasn’t the only one who loved getting tickled around here anymore.
“You hung the wreath up just right,” Ranpo said nonchalantly, grinning and continuing to tickle consistently yet gently. “That means you’ve earned a reward~”
No one had the heart to say otherwise when Sigma was laughing so happily.
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zeroducks-2 · 5 months
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I received a ko-fi, which means that y'all get a snippet, a WIP or a sketch :)
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Thank you so much Daniel! I was not sure what to share, and eventually I decided for something which won't likely ever see the light. It's a snippet of my Omegaverse Royal AU, but it's dedicated to Dick and Wally in particular (Wally is Laird of House West in Keystone, and Dick is Captain of the Royal Guard in Gotham) and it doesn't really fit anywhere but in a spin-off which I might or might not ever publish.
(TW: pregnancy, polyamorous pack)
Hail and wind howl outside but the nestroom stays warm. Pots filled with burning coals make the bedding materials comfortable, but still Wally won’t sleep, knuckles tracing from the top of his mate’s shoulder to where her arm wraps around Dick’s side, wishing he could keep both like that, right there in his nest, instead of constantly having to let one of them go. 
«Stop fretting.» Dick murmurs, his steady purr quieting. «You’ll wake her. She needs rest.»
«I thought you were sleeping too.» Wally admits, his hand reaching to cup his old friend’s cheek. «Let me fret. Night’s the only time when I can.»
Linda moves slightly against him, makes a soft sound in her sleep, and Dick sends him an eloquent look before resuming to purr, nuzzling her cheek and caressing the small swell of her belly. Wally feels guilty for almost an entire minute before he can bring himself to rumble, shifting so he can hold both of them as close as possible. 
«She’ll be alright.» The older Omega murmurs once Linda settles again. The fact that she managed to sleep for more than an hour is a lot already; in the past month she’s been in near constant discomfort, she bleeds way too often, and Wally is losing hope that she will manage carrying her pregnancy to term. «Wal, you’re fretting again. She’ll be alright. She’s strong, you know she is.»
«I know.» Wally frowns, dipping his nose into her dark hair to breathe in her pregnant scent. He immediately picks up the usual bitter notes and he hates them, he misses the way she smelled like a honeycomb in the first few weeks, the way she was glowing and always humming to herself and the pups growing in her. «I’m glad you’re here, Dick. I’m glad you came. I… I wish I could dedicate myself to her more, to my pups.» He also wishes his aunt to be back already, but he needs to rule over Keystone while she’s on her diplomatic endeavors. He can’t forsake their people, even if his mate needs him more than anyone else at the moment. 
«What did your uncle say?» Dick asks, his warm hand closing on Wally’s upper arm, thumb pressing to soothe the tense bend of his muscles. «I know, he’s a healer and not a midwife,» he adds, and Wally’s mouth clicks shut as he was about to say the exact same thing. Dick quietly snorts and flicks on his shoulder. «but he’s also an Omega and has successfully carried two pups himself. He has some degree of experience.»
«He says Linda is young, and that it’s frequent for a primigravida to lose her first pup. That it’s…» He stops, his chest tight. «Will you stay?» He asks all of a sudden, looking up and directly at Dick. «I know you need to get back to Gotham, you have your duties, I know. But just for… for a few days more.»
«I’ll stay.» Dick gets closer, touches their foreheads together and Wally breathes out what air he was holding. «I’ll stay as long as you and Linda need me.»
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cinnavanillamelody · 1 month
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Mini Cinna, here have a side tie bikini to wear, since you can certainly rock that look, and a full sized one for Mocha.
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Aww~ How Sweet!~ They got us matching bikini's Cinna~ 🍫
I KNEW IT WAS ONLY A MATTER OF TIME BEFORE YOU DID SOMETHING LIKE THIS! I'M DONE BEING MINI DAMMIT! NOW GET ME OUT OF HERE!🧋
Aww, you're no fun~ But alright Cinnabun, i'll let you go back to normal. But, i'm gonna keep you right here for a little longer~ 🍫
WHY!? 🧋
Cuz you're cute when you're angry~ 🍫
*Angry Chibi Cinna Noises* 🧋
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mochablogger · 10 months
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Hey guys! Today I'm finally released from the hospital! Thanks for all the support and my surgery went well! <333
How I feel rn:
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I also want requests! >:]
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