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ooc;

Thanks to SJ’s new updated service re: same day as Japan manga chapter updates and the manga archive, I’m finally able to backread aoex! I’ve had a broad idea of what’s gone on since I stopped reading b/c spoilers 🤷🏽‍♀️, but now I can actually piece it all together.

Overall, I’m not sure what my plans really are for this blog ig... I’m simultaneously excited and anxious at the current plot line and that we’re eventually going to learn more about Shiemi but I don’t know if that will get the writing flow going for me or what...

anyways, just a heads up to anyone else who may not be caught up or if you just want to back read aoex easily online/mobile, they’re offering a free trial for new accounts and then 1.99 a month after to keep access to the archive!

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“Like a weed”

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Welp, I’ve still been mostly MIA in regards to posting/plotting over here, but the August work month was slightly hellish for me. ^_T At the moment I’m finishing up the Dragoncon/Labor Day weekend, and then September should be pretty easy in terms of work (yay end of the fiscal year)

I’m also going to attempt to actually catch up with the aoex manga if I can and proceed from there. Thank you for your patience 🙈

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I knew from the first time, I’d stay for a long time ‘cause, I like me better when -- I like me better when I’m with you.

Happy birthday @largehearts ~! 

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Quite a few of you that follow me are relatively new, so here’s some delightfully bad purikura for “Munday.

I’m Rebecca/Becca for anyone who’s recently followed my acct! 👐🏽

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Imagine Person A of your OTP waking up, then realizing they can’t get out of bed because Person B is sleeping on their arm.

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re: activity

This is a slightly random post, as I've never been a shining beacon of activity rp-wise, but there were a few of you that expressed wanting to interact with me based off of my last post and I’m not sure if messages/notifications are functioning as they should.

But, between stress at work, family drama and a recent, very unexpected death in my family, I am a little tapped out mentally at the moment.

RPing in general always carries an element of anxiety for me regardless, and I do go MIA on occasion, but I just don’t want anyone to think I’m purposely ignoring them or anything. At this point, the interest is there, but I feel like I’m treading water and I don't think starting too much new stuff would be a good idea right now. Still, if you don’t mind waiting for me, I’ll gladly interact with you when I feel more upright again.

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Moriyama Shiemi

Strong and Resilient, like a weed

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My friend and I saw this bakery, Oreno Pan Okumura, in Kyoto and basically flipped out in front of their store and took pictures like dorks.

So yeah, in my new Ao no Exorcist head canon, older Rin and Yukio live in Kyoto, hang with the Kyoto trio, and Rin opens a bakery. Typically Rin, however, he can’t think of a name for the place so he just calls it “Ore no pan” (My Bread). When Yukio finds out he facepalms but it’s too late: the signs have already been made.

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would anyone be interested in a small starter/thread w/ Shiemi? I probably won’t get to it until this weekend, but if anyone is interested I would love to write with you! 

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satansired:

Rin has no reason to doubt the truthfulness of Shiemi’s words – which leaves the only option that whatever he is sensing, she has no knowledge of. His brows furrow as he thinks of what this could possibly mean – all the while, his gaze flits from this point to that in the room, trying to find the source.

But after a few moments, he suddenly realizes – he’s felt this before. At the time, he didn’t know what it was, as it only became pronounced much later – but perhaps the reason why he is that much more sensitive to it is because it’s familiar now. “Shiemi,” he murmurs, tugging her a little closer to himself, wariness suddenly replaced by awe and reverence, and perhaps a hint of giddiness in his eyes. “Is it possible that – that you’re having a baby…??”

As he says it, suddenly he is certain of it. It’s like the presence reacts to the thought, or to the sound of his voice – either way, he knows. “Shi, you’re pregnant,” he repeats, sounding as shocked as he is happy, though the shock is less over the news and more over the nature of the discovery. And a moment later, he’s starting to snicker. “Isn’t this part usually the other way around?”

“A what- …?”

There is a small chuckle that escapes her at that exact moment, initially at how hesitant Rin is to utter that particular string of  words, and then how certain he sounds only a few seconds later.  They had gone from the idea of an actual intruder, to … a baby?  Surely, he was joking with her at this point.  But then, Rin is tugging her closer, nearly giddy with excitement. He was really serious about this…?  Now, the amusement tapers off, and the tamer’s eyebrows are knitting together in confusion.

“Rin, I don’t think-”  But then, she stops herself in the next moment, as if truly considering. When was the last time…?  “U-uh. Give me one second--”  She blurts out, getting up and now making a beeline for their bedroom. It wasn’t as though she outright doubted him, but - she was rather diligent about logging such details. However, with work and life, she hadn’t really given much thought to the particulars of this month.  But, as Shiemi begins to flip through the little notebook she kept, it would seem that there was definitely something off - something much like, well, a pregnancy.  Rin had seemed relatively pleased, especially in the way he had revealed everything. Yet, as the thought continues to sink in,  Shiemi can’t help getting caught up on one singular thought, particularly something he’d said just a few moments before -isn't this part usually the other way around?

I didn’t know.

Shiemi returns after a few moments, looking slightly apologetic. “I think you may be right.” She says, feeling as though she had probably killed the entire moment for him. And, perhaps, this is much like he had felt when she had first given him the news about Junou, the sudden shock,  that is. Though, there is a bit more personal responsibility on her part, with this sort of thing. Her fingers are starting to clutch into the fabric of her pajama pants as she thinks, not quite sure of what more to say. Though, she doesn’t want to give him the wrong idea, either. “I’m not upset or anything, just… ” She manages, trying not to think too hard about how she’d been taking on a few more hours lately, and not quite eating as regularly as she should’ve. The logical part of her knows that it shouldn’t matter that much at this stage if so,  but -  

“I’m a little worried. ”

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satansired:

Now halfway turned away from her to begin his own half of the dinner prep, Rin’s mouth curls into a pleased smile when he feels Shiemi’s hip bump against his own. He relishes every touch he gets and gives – there is no such thing as too much. By the time he could think of any reaction, though, she has turned away, and so he directs his attention back to what he’s doing, getting the ground beef out of its packaging and forming the patties, then seasoning them while he listens to Shiemi relay her experiences.

The happy expression wanes rather quickly as he does so – he doesn’t like it one bit, that Shiemi had to work so hard she didn’t even have time to take a leisure walk in the past two weeks. The more he listens, the deeper the frown he’s wearing. “You do have a few days off now, right?” he asks, his voice pointed. If the answer is unfavourable, people are going to be yelled at – and you really don’t want this particular half-demon yelling at you for mistreating his wife, whether you are an administrator at True Cross, or the chairman himself. “At least a weekend?”

Not that Rin himself will be able to stay home with her even if she does, but he’d be content enough just knowing she can gather a bit of energy back. And at least he doesn’t have any long missions right now (unless some kind of emergency comes up, but he’ll cross all fingers), so they can at least spend the next few evenings together. The thought is enough to soften his expression by the time he’s slapping the patties into the frying pan.

“You did?” The news is surprising enough to make him turn, pan full of meat still in his hand. On his face now is a mixture of surprise, and… longing. He has to remind himself to keep his voice down still, and he spends a few moments just listening to Junou’s steady breathing, then turning back to the stove and lighting the flames with a wave of a finger. “Figures…” he sighs.

Really, it’s not as if he has to be offended or upset in Shiemi’s stead, when she doesn’t seem all that bothered by the whole thing. But Rin thinks of himself in the same position, and he’s a little irked that his brother didn’t even text her. A moment later, he has to remind himself that Yukio likely didn’t know Shiemi would be there, either. Don’t be unreasonable, he tells himself. If you want him to text, text him first. They aren’t teenagers anymore, and – for the most part – Rin no longer has to second-guess his brother’s sentiments about their family and its importance. It is simply that he is a notorious overworker who doesn’t know how to take a break – a stubborn jerk, Rin amends in thought – and he most definitely cannot read his twin’s thoughts, even if the two of them are connected in more ways than your average human brothers ought to be.

“Here’s what we should do,” he says in the end, glancing sideways at her, now looking vaguely apologetic about his sudden sour mood, and hoping he didn’t ruin hers entirely. “Figure out his schedule, find a day in the foreseeable future when we’re all off – or if there isn’t one, make it happen. And have him over here with us for a bit of family time, ‘cause it’s been ages.”

The last word is said with perhaps a little too much emphasis, because he can hear Junou stir a little bit on his back. As the pan goes back onto the fire, Rin turns his head to nuzzle the child a little, his face taking on an entirely different, special kind of softness that is only reserved for his son. “Shh, go back to sleep. We’re right here,” he says in his other language; to the human ear, it is a series of low, guttural, soothing murmurs.

“I have tomorrow off. ” Shiemi confirms, looking up for a moment. “And all of this weekend, too.” This excursion definitely took up a longer stretch of time than she was used to doing for work, but she was thankful that her position within the order had allowed her to return full time like this, after she’d taken a considerable break to care for Junou. At that time, Rin had taken on more and more hours, and she hadn’t been fond of how exhausted it had made him. Their current situation certainly wasn’t perfect and required a lot of sacrifice at times, but between the both of them, they were able to provide a comfortable lifestyle for their small family.

His reaction, and the verbal response that follows is something Shiemi should have expected, honestly. The two of them have been together long enough that the tamer can recognize the sudden shift in mood almost immediately. Part of her was secretly hoping that the two of them had gotten a chance to connect in the meantime, though in hindsight, she knows that is not at all like Yukio to do.  Shiemi approaches Rin then, the plate of chopped vegetables in hand, and the other reaching for him. With their son resting peacefully at his back, her fingertips settle instead for the flat of his shoulder - as such, the resulting touch is meant to be comforting, but light, not wanting to distract too much from what he was doing.

“I don’t think he knew.“ Shiemi says, quieting a bit as she recalls the palpable surprise that had surfaced on the dragoon’s face, upon spotting her. “But…  he also wasn’t slated to participate with my group?” She continues, as if to affirm that she was not aware of his being there, either. However, admitting it aloud like that brings its own level of concern, something she’d pushed down while she was busy working.  It wasn’t as though the secrecy with him was really that out of the ordinary, but the feeling had been amplified with how tight-lipped Yukio had gotten in regard to how their chance meeting was possible. “I really hope he’s not wrapped up into something dangerous.”

Still, that slightly worried expression doesn’t last too long, not with the suggestion that they try to find time to all come together for dinner, and it shows in how widely she smiles. “That would be a lot of fun.” With that admission, Shiemi is chuckling. “But, he might not appreciate it if we pry too much…” The look she gives her husband next is a knowing one, as if quietly suggesting another method.  Though with that, her excitement turns thoughtful, as she is trying to recall exactly when it was that they’d all been able to get together like that. Rin has said ages, and it certainly does feel that way, to be honest. “Mm, how long has it been..? Since we celebrated your birthday?”

However, that series of recollection is stalled with how Junou begins to stir a little, and Shiemi watches quietly as Rin is able to soothe him with minimal effort.  That action alone returns her to a prior thought, and perhaps straying from work related talk would be for the best, for now. “Ah, but...  how were things for you?” The tamer turns away for just a second,  long enough to place the knife she was using in the sink. “I’m really sorry that everything got dumped into your lap like it was, but I hope you two had some fun together?” 

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send me a word! || learn all about my muse's physical features!

[hair]: length, colour, texture, whether it grows quickly or slowly, how manageable it is, whether it requires lots of styling, do they leave stray hairs everywhere, is it present on their face, is it present on the rest of their body, etc.

[eyes]: not just the colour, but the shape, the length of their eyelashes, whether they're alert or usually half-closed, large or small, sunken into the face, ringed by bags, etc.

[mouth]: are their lips always drawn thin or are they plump and kissable, what's their "default expression"/resting face, do they have all their own teeth, do they use their teeth to smile, etc.

[face]: what is the shape of their face, do they have pronounced cheekbones or a strong jaw, what's the size and shape of their nose, what's the size and shape of their ears, do they stick out, are they pointed, etc.

[skin]: obviously colour, but also if they're inclined to run hot or cold, do they have any blemishes or unusual markings, are they inclined to blush, are they freckled, do they tan, what does their skin feel like, etc.

[build]: are they skinny and petite or do they resemble a body builder, are they tall or short or average height, are they lean and wiry, are they overweight, are all of their features proportionate, etc.

[chest]: (potentially nsfw) what size are their breasts if they have them, nipple colour and shape and size, do they have visible muscle definition/abs, etc.

[groin]: (potentially nsfw) any information pertaining to genitals - length, girth, shape, colour, "unusual features", also includes the rear and its general appearance, etc.

[hands]: are they large or small, do they have pianist's fingers or short stubby ones, do they tend to get sweaty or are they always dry, is the skin rough or delicate, are the nails painted or chewed or sharp, etc.

[legs]: are they solidly built, short and stubby, or long and graceful, do they have knobbly knees or rounded knees, what's their gait, etc.

[feet]: do they have a habit of going up on their tiptoes, what's their usualy stance, do they tend to shift their weight to a preferred side, etc.

[other]: any other obscure feature or tiny detail that the asker is interested in, could include fantastical elements such as a tail, wings, horns, must be stated by asker, etc.

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Headcanons list! (Add more if you wish)

½ = How the character feels about people taller or shorter than them

± = The character and what they think about math

† = How the character feels about murder

@ = How the character appears online

¥ = How the character handles money or spends it

° = The character’s temperature preferences 

æ = The character and languages (Known or Want to Learn)

↔ = The character’s ability to read directions

♥ = Character’s preference for relationships (sexuality, type of person, etc.)

zzz= What time the character enjoys sleep or being awake

☂ = Weather the character enjoys

♪ = What music the character likes

( =①ω①=) = What animals the character likes and if they have a pet/pets

(・∀・ ) = The character’s emotional state most of the time

☆～（ゝ。∂）= How the character greets people

⊙﹏☉ = What flusters the character

(≧∇≦) = What makes the character happy

(/□＼*)・゜ = What makes the character blush

(;╹⌓╹) = What scares the character

（；へ：） = What makes the character cry

(´ q ` ” ) = The character’s “guilty” pleasure

（・□・；） = What makes the character uncomfortable

(*^◇^)_旦 = What the character likes to eat and drink

｡ﾟ(TヮT)ﾟ｡ = What makes the character laugh

(´；Д；｀) = What worries the character

(⑅ ‘﹃’ ) = What the character daydreams or thinks about

( ⌒o⌒)人(⌒-⌒ ) = Friends the character has or would like to make

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satansired:

Though he warmed his skin, it takes a few more moments for feeling to return into it fully – thus, he isn’t quite aware that any part of him he touched Shiemi with was cold, until she points it out to him. He smiles when she goes to cup his cheek and then kisses his nose, a happy noise starting to make its way from his throat to the outside.

It halts, however, a moment later as he spends a moment to soak his wife’s presence in, and – suddenly feels like something is amiss. “Is someone else here?” His eyes widen slightly as he looks at her, trying to pinpoint the source of the sudden feeling; he cannot be sure where it comes from, but he is suddenly sure that it is not just the two of them.

It is a hallmark of their relationship that it doesn’t occur to the half-demon that Shiemi would invite anyone over whom she does not want him to know about. Which would leave one other option – that they are in some kind of danger. And yet… that part of the sensation is missing entirely; Rin only senses the presence, but it carries an inexplicable familiarity with it that puts him at ease rather than alert. “Has Yukio been here, or somethin’?”

Rin’s reaction to her affections is enough to make her flush a little. Cute. Though, the tamer does not verbalize her thoughts, but rather leans in further as if to continue. In the next moment, however, it would seem that this entire interaction would be short-lived, with how the half-demon goes rigid under her touch, his attention suddenly drawn elsewhere.  “E-eh?” Shiemi pauses abruptly, almost nearly in sync with her husband.  And, as Rin’s  gaze fixes fully upon her, green meeting that of blue, it is hard for her not to startle a bit at his sudden change in behavior.

“Junou is still out with Mother.” She states, her head tilting off to the side as if trying to further rule out possibilities. Though, Rin should’ve been aware of that - she’d told him herself, earlier. Still, inwardly she knows that he would never confuse either of them for the presence of another, Rin was very perceptive to things like that.  But, now she’s even more perplexed, especially when he mentions the potential of his twin brother having stopped in.  As wonderful as that would’ve been -  “Yuki..? No, It’s just been me here.”

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