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todoscript · 3 years

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how he would ask you out

request: pls some headcanons of how the boys (shinsou/tamaki/shouto) would ask the girl they like out 🥺

characters: shinsou hitoshi, amajiki tamaki, todoroki shouto

genre: fluff

word count: 3.3k+ total, 900-1200 per character

tags: pining, confessions, fem!reader

author’s notes: sorry if this sounds rushed?? i can’t write

SHINSOU HITOSHI

two years after his enrollment into the hero course, shinsou had finally came to terms with the feelings he’s been holding for you for quite some time now.

what began as just friendly encounters and kind gestures felt like something more to him. after all, you were one of the key people that led him to transition smoothly into the class, with your helpful demeanor and coming to his aid whenever he was stressed and troubled by the new environment.

you went out of your way to organize study sessions and small arrangements to mingle and get to know the other students better.

you reiterated to him that if he ever had any questions about anything, he could always come to you.

initially, shinsou thought he was being a burden—that he was just heavy baggage that tied you down.

however, you assured he was anything but, and stated that you were more than happy to help him, even going to say you enjoyed spending time and getting to learn more about him.

at your response, shinsou was appalled at how genuine you were.

appalled… but also very grateful.

eventually, there came a point when he realized there was no mistaking the affection he felt for you—not when he subconsciously noted every one of your habits and intricacies, able to tell whatever emotions were running through you at a simple glance, or when he would stop to admire the way you decided to style your hair differently or changed your look, thinking you seemed even more charming that day by the confidence you exude.

no, at that point, he’s sure it was painfully obvious. so obvious, in fact, that kaminari and mina had chosen to skip today’s group study session in favor of letting the two of you have your “alone time”. whatever that could mean.

shinsou had grimaced over their excuse of “being too busy that day” when you had told him the reasoning they gave you over text, despite knowing their next exam was only a couple days away. recalling just how nosy and enthusiastic they could get when involved in these kinds of affairs, he had an inkling of what exactly those two were planning. you, on the other hand, seemed completely oblivious to their schemes.

however, what did latch onto your mind was the thought of spending the day with only shinsou, in his very room, sitting across from each other with your textbooks open in front of you. though you should be more attentive to your studies, you couldn’t help the palpitations beating loudly in your chest and your wandering eyes that snuck glances at him after every question you answered.

unbeknownst to you, shinsou mirrored your actions all the same, reciprocating the flustered behavior, albeit a bit more subtly.

keep calm, hitoshi. why are you getting all worked up? he would say to himself, putting on his usual facade.

although he came off as relatively calm and collected on the outside, it’s difficult to keep his emotions in check when actions never lie.

that was especially true as he reached his hand out for the eraser you two were sharing between each other. with his eyes continuing to gander down at his notes, he hadn’t noticed that you were lunging for the same thing—not until your fingers had suddenly touched and you both pulled away at a speed equivalent to making contact with fire.

his stare unfaltering, shinsou was surprised to discern the embarrassed look on your face that immediately fixed itself as you rummaged through your pencil pouch. a second later, you pulled out another eraser, one that was notably smaller than the one you were sharing.

“um.. i’ll just use this,” you offered, and shinsou rubbed the back of his neck, the whole situation more awkward than it needed to be considering you never had any trouble sharing your supplies with each other before.

through some examination of your demeanor, shinsou had made a… bold enough claim, thinking that maybe—just maybe—you held the same kind of affections for him as he did for you.

it’s like he recalled earlier—actions never lie—and shinsou didn’t let the quiver of your lips or the intense concentration at your work to avoid meeting his gaze go past his head. that’s what spurred him to finally act on his desires.

without warning, he leaned forward on his seat to lay his hand over yours that caught your attention. you met his eyes, astonished to say the least, but more so concerned by how your eyes widened before you were about to open your mouth to ask him what was wrong.

the violet-haired male beats you to your words, voice resonating firmly, “y/n.”

you blinked. “y-yeah..?”

“i know this might be a bit late coming from me, but,” you could feel his hand tighten atop yours, “after exams, do you want to catch a movie together? just the two of us?”

shinsou fought the urge to look away, bashful at how he made his declaration for your time. the warmth surging under his skin was alleviated at the smile that slowly curled on your lips as you rotate your wrist, your palm touching his. the expression washing over your features told him you’ve been waiting for him to ask you this for a while now.

“i’d love to.”

AMAJIKI TAMAKI

ever a shy and introverted individual, tamaki has never had the heart to ask you out despite years of harboring a crush on you.

every time the thought had crossed his mind, he’d reason poorly with himself that you wouldn’t be interested in him in that way.

it didn’t help that his low self-esteem only deepened that thought that had now rooted itself in his brain.

at such a prestigious school like u.a., you were bound to find someone far more compelling than him—someone with guts, confidence, and great social skills. not a guy like him who conjures the image of potatoes at every anxiety-inducing encounter he comes across.

he was relieved enough to settle himself comfortably as just your friend—a title that allowed him to stay close and keep within your circle, all the while subjecting him to simply admiring you from afar.

but his eyes that held a hidden longing for more weren’t overlooked by a fellow student of his. or to be precise, the ever curious and free-spirited, hadou nejire.

always aware of his surroundings, it was hard not to notice that peculiar stare she’d aim at him during moments where he might’ve just finished speaking to you, or when you’d pass by and his head would naturally drift in your direction.

it was like she was picking apart every detail laid on him and it made tamaki absolutely restless.

tamaki’s suspicions and anxiety were later raised during one instance at the lunch table. he was at his usual seat next to his other big three companions, mirio and the aforementioned nejire, who was eyeing him with a gleam in her eye.

even with his self-consciousness, tamaki did his best not to pay any mind to the undesired attention and munched on his plate of takoyaki—the octopus nestled in the batter sure to come in handy later in training that day.

to his dismay, you passed by their table with your tray of food in hand, and nejire did not waste any time calling you over in that cheery tone of hers.

she invited you to sit down with them. you gave her invitation some thought before ultimately placing yourself in the free spot next to mirio, with nejire and tamaki already seated across from you.

the girl was all smiles and hums while tamaki was in a state of distress, both at his friend’s odd behavior, which was starting to spell trouble, to having you pulled into all of this. mirio was just being mirio, welcoming as always.

you greeted everyone at the table, making eye contact with mirio and nejire, but tamaki evaded your line of sight. he simply waved his reply without breaking away from his balls of takoyaki.

luckily for him, you didn’t give his lack of words much thought and started digging into your own lunch. it was then that nejire found it appropriate to start up a conversation.

“y’know, y/n, i’ve been meaning to ask you this, from one girl to another,” she mused, finger waving around playfully, “are you interested in anyone here?”

upon hearing her question, tamaki almost choked on his bonito flakes, his cheeks puffed and eyes blown. meanwhile, your chewing slowed as you gave your answer some thought.

“uh… well–”

“i’d say fujita from class d is quite the looker! think you’d be interested in them?”

after swallowing the food in his mouth, tamaki began to subconsciously listen in on the conversation. he paid close attention to your responses with bated breath, a small part of him anticipating your answer highly.

“fujita’s nice and all, but i don’t think we’d really get along as a couple.”

tamaki mentally sighed, relief evident all over his face. it was then that mirio had started fitting the pieces together after watching his close friend’s brow wrinkle throughout the entire exchange before finally relaxing at your words. crossing his eyes with nejire’s only confirmed his suspicions as the girl sent him a wink.

as a friend, mirio wasn’t about to let nejire’s operations fall flat. getting up from his seat, he motioned tamaki to come with him.

“i heard they have extra yakisoba bread right now! we should go check it out!” he said as a guise to give the other two time to themselves, free from tamaki’s prying ears.

unaware that mirio had caught on so quickly, tamaki didn’t object to tagging along with him. mostly because he thought of this as an opportunity to get some fresh air and calm his racing heart, finally feeling the effects of the blood rushing to his face.

with tamaki supposedly out of earshot, nejire was free to go about her questions however she wanted.

“okay then, if not fujita, then who? there has to be someone, right?” the girl scooted further in her seat out of pure curiosity. “tell me, is it perhaps someone in our class?”

it was your turn to be stricken by her boldness. you tried picking at your food, stuffing it into your mouth to avoid answering, but nejire’s tenacity outmatched you.

finishing your lunch, you opened your mouth to speak, “actually, the person i’m interested in is pretty close to you…”

nejire feigned ignorance, innocently placing a finger under her chin. “who? mirio?”

“ah no, it’s tamaki, alright?!” you ended up blurting, voice hushed but frantic.

bingo. hearing exactly what she wanted, nejire returned to her original position, a triumphant grin plastered on her lips. replaying what you said out loud in your head, you buried your warm face in your hands.

unbeknownst to you, tamaki had ended up hearing the whole exchange around the corner coming back to their table as mirio lightly snickered at his revelation of an expression.

the blond patted his shoulder. “go on then, you know what to do.” he threw tamaki an encouraging thumbs-up.

the boy gulped in response before inhaling a deep breath of air to prepare himself for what would arguably be the most important yet stress-inducing moment of his life so far.

noticing you getting up to discard your tray, tamaki—through a final push from mirio—went to make his move.

hearing him suddenly call out to you, you were caught off-guard. after admitting to your crush on tamaki to nejire, you felt your cheeks get hot just seeing his face right afterward.

“oh hey, did you get your hands on those yakisoba breads?” you scraped up a way to start the conversation.

“right... that… mirio managed to get the last one in the cafeteria,” he answered. then he brought his hand to rub his elbow, fidgeting in his spot as he found it difficult to look you in the eyes again.

“tamaki? something wrong? are you upset that he got the last yakisoba bread?”

he shook his head. “no, i… it’s just… i’ve been meaning to ask you this for a long time now, but never had the courage to say it to you because i didn’t think you ever liked me that way. but…” he finally mustered the determination to face you head-on. “would you go out with me, y/n?”

at first, you were speechless—absent of words as you relayed his request in your mind over and over again. then, your eyes softened, lips easing into a smile as you reached out for his hand.

“i thought you’d never ask.”

TODOROKI SHOUTO

it’s no surprise to many that when it came to asking someone out, todoroki didn’t exactly know the first thing to do.

mostly because he’s never asked anyone out to begin with.

you were the first person he’s ever felt these kinds of emotions for, and to be frank, he wasn’t sure what to make of everything that had been going through him when that root of infatuation had started to bloom inside him.

rather than sulk or contemplate on his thoughts for too long, he surmised it was best to simply come clean and ask for advice.

but when he confessed to what had been on his mind lately, he wasn’t expecting such a vigorous response from his friends.

“i’ve been thinking about asking y/n out.”

there was a layer of uncomfortable silence amongst the group before all hell eventually broke loose.

midoriya, uraraka, and iida immediately sprung from their seats in the common room, yelling “what?!” in unison. tsuyu and her frog-like mannerisms were more idle, but still surprised nonetheless.

todoroki was unfazed by their reactions, actually expecting it to go that way considering he’s never brought up any topics of that nature before. at the very least, he’s thankful he decided to say this when it was just the five of them. compared to what the whole class’s reaction would have been like, this was incredibly tame.

todoroki was used to always listening to what others had to say and never being the subject of the conversation when it came to dating.

but now things were different. he was openly admitting to them that he was regarding someone romantically. that he possibly sought a relationship with this someone—wanting to be committed to them and become the very best person he could be right next to them. to the four, this was coming completely out of left field.

after everyone simmered down and let the news sink in, the dual-haired boy resumed his thought,

“but i’m not sure how to do it.”

though the entirety of the group never had any experiences when it came to dating, they knew enough from media and pop culture to get an idea on how to help him. more than todoroki could imagine on his own anyway.

“i know! how about we go with the romantic and suave approach!” uraraka suggested. the rest asked her to elaborate.

“it’s simple! it starts by you leaving a note on her desk right before class, saying to meet you on the rooftop of the school! before the designated time, you should wait there for her with a bouquet of flowers, and then when she arrives, confess your feelings and ask her out!”

midoriya rubbed a finger against his cheek, skeptical. “i don’t think that sounds as simple as you’re making it out to be.”

tsuyu chimed in beside him. “those kinds of ideas usually only work well in books, ochako.”

pursing her lips, uraraka gave her plan a once-over, and realized it did seem a bit more involved and out of character than what todoroki was used to.

despite sharing a few more ideas with one another, they couldn’t narrow it down to any perfect one.

that was when iida clapped his hand, bringing everyone’s attention to him.

“alright, i think we’re starting to blow this whole ‘operation’ way out of proportion,” he said.

“if you’re honest about the way you feel about her and show it sincerely, i’m sure she’ll consider your feelings. you don’t have to do anything extravagant when it comes to asking someone out.”

listening throughout every word, todoroki nodded. meanwhile the other three were astonished that their class representative could be so whimsical when it came to romance, which in turn, iida was conflicted by. however, at the very least he was glad they could help out a friend. and so, todoroki went about his day with their discussion in mind.

he found that in many occurrences, whenever he crossed by you and thought of it as a chance to ask you out, there would always be someone to come in and take your time away. leaving him to stand there awkwardly before dismissing the fated question for later.

eventually, the sky dimmed and evening arrived, and by then, the whole class was already back at their dormitory and about to have dinner.

through some rather convenient circumstances, you two were actually assigned on kitchen duty that night.

“it’s been getting pretty cold lately so i was thinking we should cook up a hot pot for everyone.” you gave your idea to him as you pulled out some ingredients from the fridge, waiting for his reply, but it came a few seconds later than you were expecting.

“right. sounds like a good idea,” todoroki answered a tad late. upon realizing it was only going to be the two of you making dinner tonight, his mind was occupied by what he and his friends spoke about earlier.

that was when he started overthinking the situation and absentmindedly half-assed his work.

“todoroki, the cut on the tofu is slightly uneven.” you reviewed his cutting board. looking down, he saw the inconsistent slices of tofu limp in front of him. if bakugou were the executive chef for the evening, he would’ve had to hear an earful from him.

“sorry…” he apologized quietly, reaching out for another cube of tofu to cut.

“is everything okay? i know you’re still learning how to cook, but i’ve seen you show some significant improvement on your knife skills recently.” you voiced your concern for him.

the white and red-haired boy stared at the white bean curd while hearing your worried tone and couldn’t find it within himself to continue the task. it was now or never he thought. he laid the knife flat on the cutting board.

“actually, i wanted to ask you something.” he turned toward you. “do you… want to go out with me?”

nothing but the sound of the fire running on the stove could be heard in the kitchen. todoroki didn’t move his eyes away from you, watching you nearly drop the plate of siu choy and shiitake mushrooms out of shock as your mouth was hanging open.

when you caught onto your bearings, you let out a small laugh. “oh… i… wasn’t expecting that,” you admitted honestly, placing the ingredients on the counter safely.

the boy furrowed his brows. “is that a no?”

“n-no! i mean that isn’t my answer! i–” you fumbled with your words, cheeks warming up now that his confession had finally sunk in. in the meantime, todoroki found your reaction quite amusing. the corner of his lip quirked into a grin.

“what i mean to say is that yes, i’d love to go out with you.” you accepted the offer wholeheartedly. todoroki would be lying if his heart wasn’t throbbing from anticipation. he’s glad he’s able to rest and put that aside.

“now let’s continue making this hot pot together!” you cheered, smiling widely and he found comfort in your words before resuming slicing the tofu.

#bnha x reader #bnha imagine #bnha headcanons #shinsou x reader #shinso x reader #tamaki x reader #todoroki x reader #mha x reader #bnha scenarios #mha headcanons #shinsou hitoshi x reader #tamaki amajiki x reader #todoroki shouto x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #bnha x y/n

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everykatakuri · 2 years

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カタクリの花

Official Interlude!

It’ll take me a while to be able to post the actual content that this blog is supposed to have (and I intend to take ALL of your input into account! thank you so much, you can keep commenting on that post, it’s pinned now ^^!!) ... so I’ll post some other katakuri related info and images ^^! Either from official sources or just things that I think are nice!

To start it off, many of you might already know, but I wanted to show you guys some pretty Katakuri flowers (Erythronium japonicum)

(English translation: “Katakuri is a violet flower from where the japanese used to extract starch. Nowadays, they use this same name for potato starch. The flower is also known by the name of dogtooth violet”).

Oda really used the whole plant to design Katakuri, huh?

#katakuri flower #katakuri #erythronium japonicum #asian fawnlily #dogtooth violet #interlude for real #check out the japanese version of wikipedia tho bc it has a lot more information

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itsuki-minamy · 3 years

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MEMORY STORIES: TAKOYAKI ANNIVERSARY

* Projects & Chapters

Translation: Naru-kun Raws: Ridia

When he was a high school student, he left his parents and went to live on a property that became his secret base. Also, he was with an exciting classmate that he met for the first time in his student life.

Originally, Misaki Yata had a personality that was easy to float, but the tension in those days had been higher than ever.

"Hey, surprisingly, I would like to have fragrances in the bathroom, okay?"

He asked Fushimi Saruhiko, who was next to him.

"Something cheap."

On the other hand, Fushimi, who clicked his tongue, was the same as always. At first glance, he was a depressing one who seemed to be in a bad mood and had a frank demeanor. But Yata knew it. If Fushimi really didn't like it, he wouldn't come to a big supermarket to buy a household item.

He understood Fushimi Saruhiko's personality up to that point. Yata was holding two toilet fragrances in his hand and going through them alternately.

"Surprisingly, because my mother likes it, I ended up liking the floral scent. Which is better, the purple scent or the accumulated scent?"

While Fushimi was slightly surprised...

"The cheapest."

"Surprisingly, the toilet problems are significant."

Yata placed two fragrances in front of Fushimi's face.

"You…"

Fushimi narrowed his eyes behind his glasses.

"You just want to say it out of the blue, right?"

Yata smiled.

"Hahaha."

After all, he laughed and chose the scent of violet.

Until now, the division of household chores, which seemed to be the most problematic in managing a life of two boys, had been fluid. Yata originally did a few things on behalf of his busy mother, so he wasn't as bad at housework as they associate with his rough personality.

On the other hand, Fushimi was good at things Yata seemed not to be good at, like managing money and contracts, as well as cooking that he wasn't interested in at all. The two were a good combination to complement each other.

Later that day, Yata found something in a corner of a large supermarket that he visited and convinced Fushimi, who was a safeguard, to buy it.

"I will definitely use this many times!"

It was a takoyaki machine for domestic use. Fushimi was also reluctant, but in the end agreed to Yata's request. The deciding factor was "4 discounts during the sale".

Naturally, the dinner that day was takoyaki. He buys the takoyaki powder and ingredients to put together with the takoyaki machine.

"Takoyaki, Takoyaki."

Yata bought everything from all the preparations to the grilling paper and worked hard. Fushimi sat on a chair and, as he stated at the beginning, he really didn't help at all and stared at the situation.

"You are quite smart."

When Fushimi coughed softly...

"Well. I used to do it at my parents' house from time to time. It's an event, but it doesn't take long."

Having said that, Yata anointed the takoyaki machine.

"The point is to dissolve the takoyaki powder and eggs in soup broth, not water."

"You say something like Gourmet Tonga. It's not a character."

"Shut up. My mom taught me that."

Yata stuck out his tongue in response to Fushimi's comment, but still he happily arranged the ingredients and poured the liquid into the heated takoyaki machine. Then when the takoyaki prototype was completed, he turned it over with a familiar hand.

"Oh…"

He coughed because Fushimi was a bit shocked.

The fully baked takoyaki was placed on a paper plate by Yata's hands.

The contents of the takoyaki were sausage, cheese and tomatoes, corn and potatoes, and even chocolate for Fushimi, which was not good for seafood. Fushimi ate those takoyaki suspiciously as the first wild animals fed, but little by little he ate them normally, and finally two such takoyaki with octopus.

During that time, he was silent and didn't give any particular taste impression, but Yata was laughing happily the entire time.

That night Yata, who was lying on his back on the futon in the room that was turned off, yawned.

"Hey, Saruhiko. Do we remember today when we became adults?"

"What is that all of a sudden?"

Fushimi, who was trying to listen to music on his headphones, stopped his hand and said that.

"Somehow the other day Yamanaka from mathematics talked about climbing a mountain with his friends and staying at a mountain lodge when he was a student. He looked funny talking about it, he said, "I'll never forget those days"."

"......"

"Is it the same for us?"

"......"

"Hey, Saruhiko."

Yata was excited as he said that.

"It's fun?"

Yata awaited the answer as he was. After a while, Fushimi replied.

"Oh, it's true."

His sleek face in the pale moonlight laughed.

++++++++++

Hidaka, Fuse, Enomoto and others were having lunch in the break room of "Scepter 4". Fushimi came in and sat on one of the chairs, pulled out a specialty nutrition drink from the plastic bag of the convenience store, and twisted the lid with one hand. He sighed and began to drink the contents.

"Thank you for your hard work, Fushimi-san. I have posted the report, so check back later."

When Hidaka shouted happily,

"Hmm? Ah."

Fushimi squeezed the jelly into his mouth, squeezing it out in a few words, and then looked at the food that smelled violently of sauce on his table.

"Is that your lunch?"

It was another takoyaki with plenty of green seaweed and dried bonito flakes.

"Huh? Oh. Recently, a delicious restaurant opened in the neighborhood. I brought it to go."

Then all of a sudden.

"That's right. How about one, Fushimi-san? Do you want to try?"

He stuck a toothpick with takoyaki and presented it with a paper plate. Enomoto and Fuse said...

"Fushimi-san, I'm sure you're not good at seafood."

"You don't recommend something so strange to him."

Hidaka was depressed with a bitter smile. However, Fushimi...

"Mmm..."

When he received the takoyaki from Hidaka, he ate it with a quick bite. He moved his mouth calmly and swallowed it. He then he said with a calm face to the three people who were disappointed.

"I don't hate this."

#k #k project #k seven stories #k all memories #memory stories #yata misaki #fushimi saruhiko #scepter 4 #homra #suoh mikoto

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bigpandahero · 3 years

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The legacy of appetence（the translation of 欲望遗产 from Lofter written by 此人已死）

Original link：https://ryuusuke.lofter.com/post/1cc28a98_1cb209a44

Original author：此人已死（from lofter）

Home link：https://ryuusuke.lofter.com/

Authorized reprint translation.

thank to @ask-ivanbraginsky for your help!

chapter1:

July 20, 2017

The culprit

July 20, 2017

Potato .beef. onion.

Every time he took something off the shelf, Wang Yao would cross out a word on the list. He looked for discounted goods in various barcodes, a pen and paper in hand. He pushed his shopping cart as he walked around the supermarket. Until seeing the last thing on the list, wine.

Wang Yao went out to a supermarket very rarely.This time he went out because the refrigerator was empty, like his brain. He entered, throwing a coin and heard a Do re mi.

He walked to the shelf picking out a 700ml bottle of vodka and checked the price, cautious as a housewife, he finally chose the 50ml "baby bottle" next to him.

The checkout cashier was chewing bubble gum. They looked at him with disdain, a look that Wang YAO was accustomed to. This kind of look had been haunting him since he became an adult.

He looked down at the gray tracksuit he was wearing, and his plush slippers of the Sesame Street cartoon character. He looked like a hapless boy with a drunkard father.

He swept the colorful over-packaged goods into a sturdy plastic shopping bag—a blue squirrel logo was printed on it, its face squeezed out of shape by a box of cereal.

What kind of perversion will paint the squirrel blue.

Wang Yao heard the cashier from behind turn his head and whisper something to his colleague. He carried the plastic bag and walked out of the automatic door blankly. The toy monkeys on both sides shouted "Welcome".

He walked home, passing by an open park. There were a few young people playing baseball on the lawn. He sat on the promenade smoking a cigarette and unscrewed a bottle of ice sprite. He drank down half the bottle in one breath, then allowed the carbon dioxide to tumble in his stomach for a while.

He took out the wine bottle that he struggled to find from the plastic bag, imagined that the small metal bottle cap was the heavenly spirit cap of some heinous person, opened it with his teeth in a crisp "bom" and poured it in happily. His body began to get hot, sweating from his back in the 28-degree weather. The polyester cloth stuck to the skin, uncomfortably. He threw his leg anxiously-in the season when others were wearing short-sleeved T-shirts, he was still wearing long-sleeved trousers. In times like this he thought of the Russian, and began to scold him furiously in his mind. He silently cursed, mouthing the words that went along with his thoughts. He was suddenly interrupted, he snapping back to reality. "Hey! Damn gay! Help us pick up the ball!”

everal young people gathered together maliciously and whispered. They made nasty gestures and sneered unscrupulously in Wang Yao's direction.

Fuck.

He pressed the cigarette butt on the bench, swept away the soot from his thigh and raised his butt, bending over to pick up the baseball on the grass. He threw it at the crowd fiercely, then made a more wretched gesture.

My paramour could screw all your fucking “balls” off.

Wang Yao shook the plastic bottle in his hand and heard the remaining liquid hit the wall of the bottle with a hollow echo.

He finally took the plastic bag and went on his way, stopping to place the wine bottle down by a homeless man who laid lifeless on the side of the road against the wall.

He returned to the white-roofed house and passed by the neighbor's beautiful fence with a few swaggering violets planted in it. He inadvertently looked inside, and happened to meet the eyes of the Labrador. Even though he had moved in a month ago and had returned his flying disk a dozen times, the dog still didn't recognize him, damn it.

While the dog annoyingly barked, he glanced at the empty mailbox, then, as timid as a thief, he unscrew the door handle of his home.

The person inside the door was standing by the shoe cabinet. They smiled, watching him with a pair of indifferent purple eyes exposed under ash-gold hair.

"You came back early." Wang Yao greeted dryly. "There is nothing I need to do today. You didn't tell me you would go out—you went out again in slippers?" Wang Yao threw the key under the nose of the man who was nagging like a woman, and sat on the steps to change shoes .

the key has a key chain of panda holding a bamboo hanging on . It hurt the man's face. Wang Yao was very gloating, even though this man named Ivan Braginsky was his lover.

The keychain was the first and last time they went to the amusement park together and won with a gun. To be precise, Wang Yao won with a gun himself.

Because Ivan doesn’t have a good temper to wait for him, but Wang Yao is as stubborn as a cow.He seems to be possessed by a demon and must win the key chain.

In the end, he took the key chain from the boss who were smile flatteringly for $25 in front of the game booth which you would cost 2.50 dollars each time on shooting. Wang Yao believes that the main reason for the inaccuracy of shooting was the sexual harassment of him by Ivan during this period. Ivan—Standing upright and stomping his feet impatiently, like a dishonest vibrator, he patted Wang Yao's ass and yelled in his ear: "You fucking under the noses of these men pouched and played with a toy gun for more than half an hour, just for a piece of junk plastic!"

Of course, no one was able to help Wang Yao in the end. He was thrown into the toilet cubicle by the Russian man by the collar. It is estimated that all the men who went to the amusement park to go to the toilet that day could hear him being fucked. Now he still could memorize the smell of air freshener choking in his throat as long as he saw the panda.

Ivan turned a blind eye to Wang Yao's innocuous violence. He always indulges him in all the trivial things, and people who are not familiar with him would think that he is a good gentleman.

Ivan is being troubled by something more important-a headache gnaws at his brain like a devil, and his alcohol addiction has blurred his consciousness. He lifted the plastic bag on the ground and pressed it against the wall to hold himself who was about to fall. It took a while, and then he stood up straight again. At first, his steps were still a little staggering, but soon, he began a brisk pace, walked to the refrigerator, hummed a few unexplained Russian, twisted the refrigerator in the shape of the Eiffel Tower before opening the refrigerator door. He snorted impatiently, and tossed the food into the cold storage as before.

"You forgot to throw away the paper notes."

Wang Yao followed him to the living room, listening to unfamiliar Russian in his ears, slowly translating it into English in his head, and lightly taking a glass of tap water for himself.

"So, where's the wine?"

Wang Yao put down the glass, and the bottom of the glass touched the marble table ,letting out a crisp sigh. He stared at the swirling vortex in the cup, cold sweat was oozing clearly on his forehead, but his bones creaked in excitement. Before exhaling a breath in his chest, he answered the question from the person behind him in Russian: "I have drunk it all”.

All the words he didn't have time to say were stuffed back into his throat by the strong, opaque plastic bag with the blue squirrel on it. Ivan's forearm muscles bulged, like the thighs of a carnivore running. He tightened the mouth of the plastic bag, twisted the other's fragile neck, and dragged Wang Yao's struggling body up the stairs.

The process was extremely unsatisfactory and annoying, and the alcohol addiction made him more irritable, so he pressed Wang Yao's head and slammed twice on the newly laid pine-green wallpaper. The plastic stopped the splashing blood and the blood turned into a dark shadow on the back of the blue squirrel. Wang Yao who was rebelling was like a kitten in a bag, weak and vulnerable.

Wang Yao was thrown on the soft bed. A thick tape was wrapped around his mouth with a plastic bag to seal the last oxygen. He tried to break it with his fingers, but it was useless.

His hands were grabbed by Ivan, and he couldn't see anything. He just guessed from this strength that Ivan’s knees were pressing on his arms. It was very painful and heavy, and even the thought of resisting was blocked. Pressed under the body. Wang Yao gradually calmed down and even breathed regularly. The sound around him fluctuated in the dark with his breathing. The sound of fine plastic fragments no longer pierced the ears, but turned into a regular pulse. His head was soaked in carbon dioxide, warm and damp, squeezed in a narrow film, he looked at the only light circle in the dimness-the hands tore the uterus, holding the weak head, playing with the balance of life and death.

He finished his dying ejaculation at the end of suffocation.

Ivan helped Wang Yao get rid of the tape that bound him on his head. The tape tore off a few long black hairs, connecting to the coagulated blood entangled in the hair. He took off Wang Yao's clothes, revealing his familiar and obsessed body.

The setting sun flicked through Wang Yao's eyes, reflecting the golden light of bronze.The black hair scattered beside the beautiful face, constituting the most mysterious color in the oil painting, blurring the limitation of gender. The naked body was covered with old scars and fresh bruises, wounds which were cracking and the redness that was swollen. The body was still beautiful, graceful and weak.The bloody scars made him show the power of life, making him no longer a flawless corpse.

Those scars were incomplete by Ivan, but he still deserved to be the culprit, although most of the time Wang Yao had to take the responsibility. Yao liked enraged him, teasing him, and sometimes even gave that handsome face to two resounding slap. Even if he knew that Ivan was insane, he would still deliberately drink up the wine at home, hiding it, observing the person in front of him turn into another devil who would chase his butt to strangle him.After waking up, decorate all with a terrible sex until dawn.

“Stepan? "

"Damn it, don't call his name in front of me."

"It hurts a bit.”

Wang Yao stretched out his thin arms to block his lover's head, kissing his soft and warm lips, counting the fluffy golden eyelashes, and exhaled a few silly love words in his blended breath.

He took the initiative to open his legs to cater to the opponent's hot desire, the erect penis had already oozes transparent liquid, squeezing into his soft and moist flesh cavity.

Wang Yao cocked his hips, his legs were like two gluttonous pythons, tied tightly to Ivan's waist. His body shook with the opponent's movements, his nails sinking into the tight muscles, and he scratched red marks on the wide back.

He uttered a few high-pitched obscene words under the man, and was sobbed by the top of his penis, then he could no longer speak a complete word.

Ivan's hand passed through Wang Yao's hair and kissed his favorite eyebrows and narrow neck. His five fingers hooked the other's lovely fingers, palms pressing against each other, and the vent of lust was more delicate than the girl's mind.

Car lights flashed outside the window, and a few beams of moonlight leaked in. The silver rings on the two ring fingers complemented each other in the dimly lit room, calling for each other.

After exhausting sex, they slept with each other like two sleepy beasts.

It was early the next morning when Wang Yao opened his eyes again, and the alarm clock on the bedside stopped at number five. The people around him slept quietly in the dark, their sturdy bodies undulating with their breathing. Even in his sleep, this person's body was shrouded in a heavy sense of oppression, like a huge animal.

“I want to change the bed. "

Wang Yao stared at the mosquitoes on the ceiling intently. "This bed is yelling like a dead pig."

After waiting for a long time, no one responded to him, and he felt a little bad. Although he had predicted the result, he still had illusions and was rather self-deceiving and tragic.

He ignored the pain everywhere in his body, got up abruptly, grabbed the gray-golden hair.He picked up the heavy head from the soft pillow, and forced the purple eyes to look at him.

Then he heard a clear bark rolling out of the man's throat.

Fuck.

Discloseable information:Both Wang Yao and Ivan are American citizens.

Yao has a bad temper, so Ivan can bear it if he can bear it.

Ivan is a patient with multiple personality disorders.

The first personality is Stepan, who usually only appears after being addicted to alcohol and drunk, so it appears for a short time. It is a personality with no emotions and absolute violence. He does not love Wang Yao, and he does not love anyone. He only speaks Russian, will conceal his spasms with his fists, and has a very serious obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The second personality is a dog. His name is "Los", which means "frogfish" in Russian. Only appears out of guilty after Stepan caused irreparable pain to the loved one , so the frequency of appearance is extremely low. It means that Ivan has few guilty, because the master character is not a good guy either.Ivan and Stepan hate each other, so they don't communicate with each other, and they don't share memories.

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#rochu #hetalia #Axis Powers Hetalia #world stars hetalia #hws hetalia #hetalia world stars #hetalia rochu #hws rochu #aph rochu

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Balancing 7 Chakras: What You Ned to Know About Chakra Alignment

Chakras as healing facilities have been main to Hindu, Buddhist, as well as Eastern spiritual practices. These are prime focus in the body that, when made use of with reflection, promote wellness.

" Chakra" translated from Sanskrit implies wheel or circle. The body is a wheel of power: just how this wheel moves, connects, as well as connects regulates the circulation of energy. A well balanced chakra system is tied to psychological handling, resistance to disease, as well as physical health.

Chakras can end up being misaligned, obstructed, or subjected. Obstructed energy can bring about ailment or psychological pain. Therefore, chakra "harmonizing" can be used to recover energy and wellness.

There are 7 major chakras of the body. Each one is connected with a color, mantra (a word or noise repeated throughout reflection), and a put on the body. With each other, yoga positions, reflection, as well as conscious nutrition, can be utilized to bring back chakra alignment.

Chakra 1-- Root (Mooladhaara)

Color: Red

Location: Base of the spinal column in tailbone. This chakra is closest to the planet, and is consequently related to grounding as well as survival. In the body, it is gotten in touch with legs, feet, bones, as well as the colon. A balanced origin chakra permits an individual to feel safe, secure, and also provided for.

Signs of over-activity: Paranoia, stress and anxiety, anxiety based upon the demand to make it through. Joint pain, digestion troubles, low back pain, hip pain, swollen feet.

Signs of underactivity: problem concentrating, lack of energy or confidence, airheadedness. Foot and leg injuries, gastrointestinal troubles, immune disorders.

How to stabilize your first chakra: Make sure that all basic survival needs are fulfilled. Beneficial practices consist of walking barefoot on the dirt or turf, relaxing the spirit through prayer, reestablishing personal origins, and exercising grounded yoga poses. Meditate: using the mantra Lam, or affirmations such as, I am based, I am safe, I am secure.

Yoga poses: Mountain, tree, warrior, side-angle, and bridge positions to assist in grounding.

Essential oils: Cedarwood, incense on wrists or lower back before sleep.

Supportive foods: Red-colored foods-- red apples, beetroots, pomegranates, cranberry, radishes, red potatoes, red lentils. Root vegetables, mushrooms, pet proteins (meat, eggs).

Chakra 2-- Sacral (Swadhishtana)

Color: Orange

Location: Halfway factor between the root chakra and also the navel. This chakra is connected with a sense of wellness, satisfaction, and sexuality. In the body, the sacral chakra is connected to the reduced abdomen, kidneys, bladder, blood circulation system, and also reproductive organs. A well balanced sacral chakra advertises joy, healthy and balanced connections, imagination, a sense of consistency, and also feeling satisfied.

Signs of over-activity: Obsessive behavior, absence of self-acceptance, mental illness, sexual regret, addiction, and also uneasyness. Irregular bowel movements, pain in the back, the inability to conceive, or urinary tract infections.

Signs of underactivity: Loss of pleasure in daily tasks. Depression, erectile dysfunction, stunted creativity, lack of passion.

How to stabilize your second chakra: Emphasis on activities that are nourishing for the heart and spirit-- ask, "Is this great for me? Is this healthy and beneficial?" Healing this chakra involves nurturing the heart and taking joy in the straightforward things in life: food, partnership, sex, as well as hobbies. Be near water.

Meditate: with words Vam, or affirmations such as I am healthy and balanced, I am creative, I am calm.

Yoga poses: Bridge position, cobra posture, forward bend, sitting forward bend, bound angle pose.

Essential oils: Jasmine, sandalwood, climbed, ylang ylang

Supportive foods: Oranges, tangerines, nuts, cumin, turmeric, ginger, orange-colored origin vegetables (carrots, squash). Foods with a high water web content, foods with vitamins A, B, and also C.

Chakra 3-- Naval/Solar Plexus (Manipura)

Color: Yellow

Location: Above the naval, prolongs upwards with the chest. Glowing an intense yellow shade, it is connected to sensations of confidence as well as control. A balanced marine chakra advertises sensations of worth, warmth, and also count on yourself and also instinct. In the body: a healthy digestive tract, reduced tension, normal rest, and well balanced hormones.

Signs of over-activity: Short-tempered, managing actions, greed, absence of concern, lack of ability to keep eye get in touch with. Digestion trouble, over active nerves, adrenal tiredness, unhealthy rest habits.

Signs of underactivity: Indecision, insecurity, neediness.

Healing the 3rd chakra: Reflection, breathing workouts, and doing slow-moving yogic spins outside. Releasing belly muscles.

Meditate: with the mantra Ram or affirmations such as I merit, I am positive, I am strong.

Yoga poses: Sun salutation, warrior, backbends, bow, half-twist, and also boat poses.

Essential oils: Ginger, rosemary, or lemon

Supportive foods: Yellow-colored foods: corn, bananas, applesauce, grains, chamomile tea with lemon as well as ginger. Foods that advertise digestive health: aloe juice, avocado, mint, kefir, yogurt, cinnamon, celery, as well as cucumber.

Chakra 4 — Heart (Anahata)

Color: Green

Location: Facility of the upper body, above the heart. The heart chakra connects to love, concern, calmness, and harmony. A balanced heart chakra manifests with a strong heart, immune system, and circulation. It is linked to feelings of love, compassion, compassion, and also healthy choices.

Signs of over-activity: Sensations of isolation, loneliness, panic. Heartburn, anxiousness, upper body stress, shortness of breath, and elevated heartrate.

Signs of underactivity: Depend on concerns, failure to get in touch with others. Despair, depression, poor blood circulation, breathing problems.

Healing the 4th chakra: Concentrate on deep breaths to get rid of the lungs, open up the shoulders, and also open the chest. Exercise self-care activities to route external love to yourself.

Meditate: with the rule Yam or the affirmation I am compassionate, I am open.

Yoga poses: Chest-openers: camel, cobra, fish posture. Attempt this 30-minute yoga exercise regimen to open up the heart chakra.

Essential oils: Rose, thyme

Supportive foods: Eco-friendly, nutrient-rich veggies: leafed environment-friendlies, spinach, kale, cabbage, broccoli, dark lettuce. Alkalizing fruits as well as veggies: green apples, limes, zucchini, celery, avocados, eco-friendly beans.

Chakra 5 — Hroat (Vishudda)

Color: Blue

Location: Throat Tied to the ability to interact, self-expression, as well as talking the truth. A balanced throat chakra suggests you can speak clearly with truth and compassion. Healthy and balanced glands, thyroid.

Signs of over-activity: Really feeling ignored, revoked, inability to talk the fact. Thyroid or hormonal agent inequalities, throat pain, frequent infections, or ulcers.

Signs of underactivity: Shyness, lack of ability to share your emotions.

Healing the 5th chakra: Talk with truthfulness as well as brevity. Method revealing your feelings and also truths, also alone. Remaining in or near water, strolling under the sky, paying attention to noises of water or wind.

Meditate: with the rule Pork, or affirmations that advertise strength and also self-respect: I share myself honestly as well as plainly, I am balanced.

Yoga poses: Fish, lion, or bridge presents. Neck stretches, shoulder openers, supported shoulder-stand, camel, and also rake poses.

Essential oils: Eucalyptus, sage, blue chamomile

Supportive foods: Nutritional foods with a high water content, clear fluids and also broths, herbal teas. Juices, fruits, as well as blueberries. Mineral water.

Chakra 6 — Third Eye (Anja)

Color: Indigo

Location: Facility of the temple, in between the eyebrows. This chakra is connected to reflection, wisdom, decisiveness, and instinct. A well balanced 6th chakra promotes a feeling of unity, convenience, as well as hearing your instinct. Connected with audio rest and pituitary gland health.

Signs of over-activity: It is unusual for people to struggle with an overactive Pineal eye. Those that do may invest a lot of their time fascinated in psychic tasks, such as paranormal experiences and also astrological readings.

Signs of underactivity: Absence of insight, mental instability, poor memory, feeling disconnected, judgmental behavior. Dizziness, loss of sight, tension headaches, depression, or sinus infections.

Healing the 6th chakra: Solitary meditation is the most effective method for recovery this chakra. As are simple repeated tasks, such as treking or long walks outdoors. Browse through all-natural landscapes that give perspective.

Meditate: with the concept Om or affirmations such as I am directed, I am centered, I am clear.

Yoga poses: Kid's position, standing forward bend, modest warrior, warrior III, as well as seated meditation.

Essential oils: Sage, bay, or jasmine

Supportive foods: Raw nuts: almonds, walnuts. Purple-colored foods, such as: grapes, plums, goji berries, acai, eggplant, or blueberries. Cleansing foods, such as: pineapple, mushrooms, grains, papaya, and also cruciferous vegetables.

Chakra 7 — Crown (Sahasrara)

Color: Violet - White.

Location: On the crown of the head. The crown chakra is connected with the connection to spirituality. A balanced crown chakra is linked to sensations of bliss and a healthy central nerves. Calm, centered ideas, and also the ability to touch right into a greater level of spirituality. This is the goal of every spiritual practitioner, and also it is tough to attain a completely balanced crown chakra.

Signs of over activity: Like the Buddhist principle of "paradise," it is not possible to have an overactive 7th chakra due to the fact that it would indicate one is no longer human.

Signs of underactivity: An underactive 7th chakra is regular: every human has an underactive 7th chakra. Indications consist of inability to focus, imagining, as well as not residing in today. Migraines, misconceptions, as well as tight joints.

Healing the 7th chakra: Straightening this chakra is best done with reflection and also stabilizing the other 6 chakras. Add daily exterior strolls to your regimen, concentrate on being existing, and cultivate gratitude.

Meditation: advised without a mantra. Usage affirmations such as I am present, I am here, I am connected.

Yoga poses: Balancing postures that bring recognition to the body: tree, hill, as well as eagle poses.

Essential oils: sandalwood, geranium, myrrh

Supportive foods: Water soaked up through the skin, sesame or chia seeds, bone broth, topical necessary oils, and also aloe vera juice. Because this chakra is tied to the spiritual, the crown chakra is probably to gain from sunlight, fresh air, and silent meditation.

#ashtanga yoga #Hatha Yoga #healing #kundalini yoga #meditation #prenatal yoga #spiritual #vinyasa yoga #yoga #yoga alliance #yoga for beginners #yoga music #yoga poses #yoga positions

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fanfics-andstuff · 3 years

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Gillivia First Meeting

Lafayette woke up due to shouting, he quickly put on his uniform to see what was going on. French and American soldiers were fighting, Lafayette knew that there were tensions through the men, but he never knew it would get this bad. Before General Washington or Lieutenant General Comte de Rochambeau could say anything, he heard a voice.

“One…” a woman counted in a low, but commanding voice. Those who heard it turn to her, only to freeze in shock. The woman was wearing the deadliest, most cold, and most terrifying glare that Lafayette had ever seen.

“Two…” Now all of the soldiers were looking at her in shock and fear.

“Three…” The woman jumped off her horse and the Major General could finally get to observe all of her: she was wearing a red dress under her black cloak, her fiery red hair was braided into a plait and hanging over right shoulder, her violet-blue eyes reminded him of his friend; Lieutenant Colonel Alexander Hamilton, she had freckles dotted across her cheeks, nose, and ears, and had pink-red lips.

“Ah...I thought you were arriving the day after tomorrow, my daughter?” son général asked. Wait what?! My daughter?! She doesn’t look a thing like George Washington!

“Yes, Papa, but traveling through New York to Valley Forge as a Patriot is no easy feat.” The unknown woman mused, “I would be in a blue dress, but I thought it would be easier in red. New York and Pennsylvania are full of lobsters and loyalists.”

She looked at General Washington’s hair, face full of amusement and exasperation, “And you still have your potato hair,” she tsked her tongue, “I feel so sorry for you.” Snorts and laughter were heard around the men at the joke.

Finally, the commander in chief of the Continental army introduced the woman to the camp. “Everyone, this is Olivia Rachel Hamilton, she is a very important and very special asset in this war against the British. I expect you all to welcome her or welcome her back with open arms and respect her.”

Olivia Rachel Hamilton, where had he heard of that name before? Right! She participated in the Battle of Brandywine, Battle of Paoli, Battle of Setauket, she was with her brother during the Schuylkill River Incident, trained the under-trained soldiers, kept the army fed, and nursed the wounded back to health. Lafayette had heard of her name throughout the year about how kind, brave, and caring she was and her unknown reason to depart from camp. Yes, he had heard of her, but never seen nor met her.

He had heard some of the French and American soldiers, who obviously didn’t know her well enough as to why Washington would ask them that, especially of a measly woman even if she was Hamilton’s sister, he had heard slurs about her from her appearance down to her accent.

General Comte de Rochambeau introduced himself to Olivia with the help of translating from her twin brother.

“And Olivia this is-” General Washington got cut off by Olivia, “Major General Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette, yes I know exactly who you are, monsieur.” Her Nevis accent was more pronounced when she spoke French. Upon hearing her say the French word perfectly, the soldiers from France froze.

“Oui, je connais le français avec l'espagnol, le danois, l'hébreu, le grec, le latin et l'italien. Voulez-vous savoir pourquoi le général Washington vous a demandé cela? Ce n’était pas à cause du rang de mon plus jeune frère jumeau, c’était parce que je l’avais mérité, par moi-même. Ne sous-estimez pas les femmes mais ne les surestimez pas non plus, ce sera votre chute avec votre fierté et votre ego. Bien que j'aime plutôt être sous-estimé, le choc sur ceux qui en ont est assez amusant, si je le dis moi-même.”

"Via, vous n'êtes plus âgé que de 30 secondes."

“Oui, Xander, cela signifie que je suis sur la bonne Terre de Dieu depuis 30 secondes avant toi.”

Lafayette could feel a start of a fight and so did Washington as he reminded Olivia about the introduction. “Ah! Yes, of course, Papa. It was a pleasure to meet you, Marquis.” Before anyone could start talking, she spoke again, “Now if everyone would excuse me, I need to take a nap, my journey was not a relaxing one.” She nodded and walked inside Alexander’s tent with said man escorting her.

She is one interesting lady Lafayette thought, before having sleep taking over him once again.

Translations:

-his General

-“Yes, I know French along with Spanish, Danish, Hebrew, Greek, Latin, and Italian. Do you want to know why General Washington asked that of you? It wasn’t because of my younger, twin brother’s rank, it was because I had earned it, by myself. Do not underestimate women but don’t overestimate them either, it will be your downfall along with your pride and ego. Though I rather like being underestimated, the shock on those who have is quite amusing, if I do say so myself.”

-“Via, you are only older by 30 seconds.”

-“Yes, Xander, that means that I have been on God’s good Earth for 30 seconds before you.”

#oliviarachelhamilton #Olivia Hamilton #marquis de lafayette #turn: washington's spies #turn amc #Alexander Hamilton

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ultra-violet-heart · 1 year

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Inundated with a lot of 86-EIGHTY-SIX stuff to translate and it's quite nice :)

#86 #86-EIGHTY-SIX #86 light novel #86 ーエイティシックスー #86 eighty six #86 anime #translations #violet's potato translations #The chokehold this franchise has on me #86 エイティシックス

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teamfreewill56-blog · 3 years

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You can find out about the Demon Slayer characters’ hobbies (among other things) from Potato Translations by ultra-violet-heart on tumblr.

That’s so cool! Thank you anonymous 😊

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wooahaeproductions · 4 years

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Seventeen Masterlist 💎

Smut💋/Fluff💕/Angst🥺/Humor🤣/Suggestive😉

SERIES:

Seasons of Love (OT13)💕🥺 in progress

-> series of one shots, fall in love with 13 different boys during the different seasons!

A Poem a Day (various member smau) 💕🥺🤣 completed

-> When Mingyu literally falls head over heels for someone, he has no idea what to do. What happens when he gets help (and a little meddling) from his friends? it definitely won’t be boring, that’s for sure.

Haru Haru (Hoshi smau) 💕🥺🤣 in progress

-> Your friend, Soonyoung confesses to you in some form all the time despite knowing you don’t like him like that. But what happens when someone suddenly becomes interested in him and he eventually stops confessing to you?

ONESHOTS BY MEMBER:

-> Mercy🥺

-> Count on Me (Like 1,2,3), part of The Kissing Booth drabbles 🥺💕

-> Trick..or Treat?, part of the Seasons of Love series 🥺💕

-> Snow Day (TCT Secret Santa)💕

-> Open Arms, part of The Kissing Booth drabbles 🥺💕

-> The Devil’s Plan 💋💕

-> Cozy💋💕

-> Your Eyes Tell (Alex’s Collab: Some Day Will Pass) 💕🥺

-> Gentlemen Don’t Sulk, part of The Kissing Booth drabbles 💕

-> Come in With the Rain, part of the Seasons of Love series 🥺💕

-> Coming Up Violets, part of the Love in Color drabbles 💕

-> The End of the Innocence 🥺

-> Tranquility, part of the Love in Color drabbles 💋💕

-> Give a Little Bit, part of the Love in Color drabbles 💋💕

-> If You Kiss Me Like That, part of The Kissing Booth drabbles 💋💕🥺

-> Not In That Way 🥺

-> Cold as Ice 🥺💕

-> Perfect Storm, part of The Kissing Booth drabbles 💕😉

-> Pasts That Didn’t Line Up 🥺

-> Your Heart is My Metronome💕 (requested)

-> A Place in the Sun, part of the Love in Color drabbles💕

-> You Drive Me Crazy (But It Feels Alright) (from the Now That’s 90′s Collab) 💕💋🥺🤣

-> Don’t Pretend🥺 💕

-> Beneath Your Perfect 💋🥺💕

-> You Found Me 💕

-> Viewfinder 💕💋

-> Make Me Love You 💕

-> 2 for 1 (platonic)

-> Polychromatic, part of the Seasons of Love series 🥺💕

-> Up with the Birds 💕

-> Meet Me in the Pouring Rain, part of The Kissing Booth drabbles 💕🥺

-> A Ghost of a Chance 🥺💕

-> A Matter of Taste, part of The Kissing Booth drabbles 💕

-> 20cm (The Distance Between Me and You), part of The Kissing Booth drabbles 💕🥺

OTHER:

SVT as Potatoes 🤣

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#seventeen masterlist #wooahaeproductions masterlist

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kaizokuou-ni-naru · 4 years

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Hello! I just wanted to clarify something. I’ve been curious about Katakuri’s name and its writing in Japanese. I read One Piece in French and they called him "Charlotte Dent-De-Chien", or, literally, "Charlotte Dog’s Tooth". I wonder if that’s what "Katakuri" means, or how it’s written? Thanks in advance for your hard work!

Well, I can’t say for sure cause I haven’t reached Katakuri yet in the manga and won’t for some time so I don’t know how it’s written there, but katakuri is the Japanese word for the Dogtooth Violet flower, which would explain that translation. However, it’s also the name of a type of starch traditionally derived from that plant (nowadays it’s just made of potatoes), katakuriko, which fits with the whole food theme the Charlotte family has going!

#jonny answers #katakuri #japanese #one piece #oda's name game on point

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toneofdarkness · 3 years

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GENERAL !

NAME . Rei Sakuma NICKNAME . Vampire Bastard // Rei Sakuma of the Three/Five Oddballs // Anija // Useless/Annoying Bug // the Demon King // various honorifics attached AGE . 18-19 (!) // 19-20 (!!) SPECIES . Human(?)/Vampire

PERSONAL !

MORALITY . lawful / chaotic / good / neutral / evil / grey RELIGION . Catholic (non-practicing) SINS . greed / gluttony / sloth / lust / pride / envy / wrath VIRTUES . chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice PRIMARY GOALS . try to live life as much as he can KNOWN LANGUAGES . Japanese // English // Arabic // Swedish // Italian // Chinese (Mandarin and Cantonese) // Korean // German // Russian // Spanish SECRETS . “Kukuku~”

PHYSICAL !

BUILD . scrawny / bony / slender / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / pudgy / average HEIGHT . 179cm // 5′10 WEIGHT . 134lbs. // 61 kg. SCARS / BIRTHMARKS . none, his skin is smooth and unblemished like marble ABILITIES / POWERS *. superstar-level stage performance // magic spells/curses // higher-than-human strength, speed and agility // genius-level intelligence // persuasion and charm // energy drain // paralyzing glare // political and business influence *these are more effective at night; daylight weakens him, but not to the point of total ineptness

FAVORITES !

FOOD . tomatoes // dry-cured ham // breaded pork cutlets // vegetable tempura // seafood // dark chocolate (80%-90% cacao) // tomato ketchup // absurd amounts of cheese on toast DRINK . tomato juice // tea PIZZA TOPPING . ham and pineapple // plenty of tomatoes and all the cheese COLOR . black // violet // red // silver // gold MUSIC GENRE . rock // jazz // classical BOOK GENRE . manga // mystery-suspense thrillers // horror MOVIE GENRE . horror // animal friends SEASON . autumn // early spring CURSE WORD . [*gasp*] “Language!” SCENTS . flowers (roses) // freshly fried meat // baked goods // fresh grass

FUN STUFF !

BOTTOM OR TOP . …Changes according to mood. SINGS IN THE SHOWER . Yes. And in the bath too. LIKES PUNS . Once he gets it.

TAGGED BY . snatched from @awesomeuchuu TAGGING . Anyone?

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GENERAL !

NAME . Eichi Tenshouin NICKNAME . Emperor // Tyrant // Ecchan // Tenshi // Eichi-sama / -oniichan AGE . 11-18 (!) // 18-19 (!!) SPECIES . Human (unlike some people)

PERSONAL !

MORALITY . lawful / chaotic / good / neutral / evil / grey RELIGION . unbelieving twat SINS . greed / gluttony / sloth / lust / pride / envy / wrath VIRTUES . chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice PRIMARY GOALS . make a really lasting mark upon this world KNOWN LANGUAGES . Japanese // English // he can just hire a translator SECRETS . “Don’t we all~”

PHYSICAL !

BUILD . scrawny / bony / slender / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / pudgy / average HEIGHT . 179cm // 5′10 WEIGHT . 130lbs. // 59 kg. SCARS / BIRTHMARKS . surgical and medical needle scars here and there ABILITIES / POWERS . infinite (haha no but still too much) amount of funds // mimicry by sight // can tell if one is sick at a glance // political and business influence

FAVORITES !

FOOD . veal steaks // hamburgers (sandwiches or steaks) // bacon // curious (junk) food DRINK . all sorts of tea PIZZA TOPPING . bacon // sausages // cheeseburger COLOR . white // blue // gold // beige MUSIC GENRE . any, really, so long as they’re no heart-stoppingly loud BOOK GENRE . any that aren’t boring MOVIE GENRE . any, comedy maybe SEASON . spring CURSE WORD . 'Damn.’ SCENTS . cooked meat // fruity scents // fresh baked goods

FUN STUFF !

BOTTOM OR TOP . he’ll die, you know... SINGS IN THE SHOWER . Yes. But not for too long. LIKES PUNS . He loves them, just as much as he loves SHAMELESSLY DISHING them

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GENERAL !

NAME . Madara Mikejima NICKNAME . Mama // Mikejimama // Mikejimaman // Mama-chan // Mike-chan-senpai // Miike (as a child) AGE . 17-18 (!) // 18-19 (!!) SPECIES . Human // Super Mama

PERSONAL !

MORALITY . lawful / chaotic / good / neutral / evil / grey RELIGION . Mama’s faith died a loooooong time ago SINS . greed / gluttony / sloth / lust / pride / envy / wrath VIRTUES . chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice PRIMARY GOALS . crush anything and everything that comes in the way of his loved ones KNOWN LANGUAGES . Japanese // English // Arabic // Italian // Chinese (Mandarin and Cantonese) // Korean // German // Spanish SECRETS . “Nope, nope! Mama can’t tell you~”

PHYSICAL !

BUILD . scrawny / bony / slender / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / pudgy / average HEIGHT . 180cm // 5′11 WEIGHT . 141lbs. // 64 kg. SCARS / BIRTHMARKS . some faded ones on his back ABILITIES / POWERS . too energetic // too strong // too crafty // too adaptive // too resourceful // too cheerful // too affectionate // too good at acting // too persuasive // too much of a presence yet can have NO PRESENCE AT ALL like a cat // is there nothing he can’t do // too done with everything to care for most things that are not in his interest

FAVORITES !

FOOD . soba // onigiri // okonomiyaki // takoyaki // squid on a stick // kakigori with anmitsu // mochi // taiyaki with anko // home-cooked traditional Japanese meals DRINK . tea // ramune PIZZA TOPPING . squid + nori + salmon/tuna + mayonnaise + corn + potatoes + ramen noodles COLOR . gray // green // sepia MUSIC GENRE . Japanese folk songs BOOK GENRE . action thriller MOVIE GENRE . superheroes (but not aaanymore) SEASON . summer CURSE WORD . Mama doesn’t curse, and neither should yoooouuuuuu~ SCENTS . fireworks // broiled food // coffee // roses

FUN STUFF !

BOTTOM OR TOP . …Top. But he’ll switch if you ask him to. SINGS IN THE SHOWER . Yes. And in the bath as well. AND LOUDLY. LIKES PUNS . Yes.

#lazy tomato #as rei #and a buncha others #hymnofheaven #yourmarkofambition

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