#Tashima

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Meru Tashima

[nobrashfestivity]

Saburo Akagi, Seizo Tashima, Shigeru Akimoto, Poems Of Urgency, 1972

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HKT48 clear files. please like/reblog if you save any of the images!

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the crew is complete 🏍️

[anemonequeen]

being a trans girl is a game and im winning

[pokedoll-haruka]

now that it's Friday, I can finally make time to be more active on tumblr!! yay ^^

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[mofmofp]

【田島神社】海からすぐ鳥居〜階段と続く珍しい神社 その1 　[Tashima Shrine] A rare shrine torii gate...

[jijakarim]

Andrew Koji with Jessica Henwick and a friend (Stephen Hoo).{2013}

📷: Stephen Hoo on X/Twitter.

📷: shimomura_yuji on X/Twitter

Andrew Koji with cast and crew of Warrior during table read for first season. (2018)

📷: Loni Peristere on X/Twitter

Andrew Koji at "Asians on Film Festival" (2014)

📷:Chris Tashima on X/Twitter

[mybeingthere]

Etsuko Tashima’s beautiful work brings together pastel glass elements with porcelain forms, to create her instantly recognizable, flower-like Cornucopia sculptures. Winning awards and impressing critics, Etsuko’s works are drawn from biomorphic forms in nature, to create these particularly vivid, memorable pieces.

Born 1959, Osaka, Japan

A graduate of Osaka University of Arts who studied under Yanagihara Mutsuo (b. 1934), TASHIMA ETSUKO is now a tenured faculty member in ceramics, one of the first women to achieve this distinction. Inspired by nature, her sculptures consist of large, colourful, biomorphic forms that incorporate a wide array of polychrome glazes, in part a reflection of her former teacher’s aesthetic. She has been exhibiting regularly since the mid-1980s. For the past decade, she has refined her palette and streamlined her forms; combining pastel-colored cast-glass elements with stoneware bodies to create elegant and dazzling flower-like “cornucopia” sculptures often exhibited in large groupings and room-sized installations.

[black-arcana]

Alecia 'Mixi' Demner 📸© Marina Tashima

[asu-luv]

Chaper 1

Over 1127 years ago before the Heian and Tashiro era was the Nara period. And on this exact date January 1st, 784, you were coming back home from celebrating the new year with friends and family, usually you would have gone with your husband but he laid back at home saying he was feeling under the weather.

Why did he have to fall ill on New Years of all day's?

You think to yourself whlie walking the long trail that led to your shared home, but anyway you still brought a treat for your sick hubby.

While walking underneath the cool night sky full of beautiful stars and some lingering fireworks still being set off by people celebrating the holiday, you held a basket full of your husband's favorite sweets, Mochi, Yokan, and his absolute favorite Monaka.

You chuckle under your breath thinking of your husband's sweet tooth.

"Oh gosh, I hope these snacks will raise his spirits."

After a long walk through the night you arrive to you and your husband's shared home, upon opening the door you are met with dead silence, silence so heavy it gave you an unsettling feeling in your gut.

That's strange... You can't shake off this weird feeling but you try your best to ignore it and bring your focus to something else,

"Tashima honey, I made it back home!"

I place the basket of sweets on the coffee table, still waiting for an answer.

"He must be asleep."

I whisper to myself as I start to slowly creep to his bedroom.

Ever since he said he felt sick we agreed to temporarily sleep in separate rooms, to prevent me from getting sick as well. While creeping up to his room as quiet as I could as if not to accidently wake him up, but I ended up stepping on a loose floor board admitting a loud creak.

I stop all movements, my breath comes to a halt for I was a bit startled by the noise but I brushed it off ass I heard muffling or more of a shuffle coming from Tashima's room.

I walked towards his door slowly sliding it open all the away until I heard a click, "w-what..." I look throughout my husband's room the first thing I see is him sitting up on his futon with his chest completely bare, strands of hair sticking up and some lying on his sweaty forehead, then I turn to look at the second person....

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The woman laying against my husband wearing almost nothing but layer of smeared red lipstick, her hair was just as frazzled as my husband's.

I stare at them both in bewilderment, I see my husband's mouth moving but his words fall on deaf ears, all I hear is the ringing in my ears as tears spill from my eyes, the warm salty substance brings me back to reality.

"T-tashima?"

My words come out as broken sobs as I stare at my deceiving husband, I finally suck in a breath feeling completely heart broken as I rush to the kitchen but out the corner of my eye I see Tashima chasing after me, wearing the blanket that once kept me and him warm on cold winters night. Now it has been tainted by that whore of a woman.

"Y/N! Wait please let me explain, baby!"

He yells out to me following me to the kitchen.

~~~

When we both reach the kitchen I look up at him in disappoinment he's a disgusting cheating mess, I look at how he lazily wrapped the blanket around him to cover himself, now that I'm thinking about it the flower printed kimono he had bought me for my birthday is looking really burnable right now.

"What is there to explain, CHEATER!"

I scream to the top of my lugs, it leaves a echo ringing throughout the house, Even after what I said he continues to speak, "L-look me and the guys were messing around earlier.... d-drinking and-"

"I thought you were sick!"

He clams up eyes widening, looks like I caught him in his lie.

"I-I got better..."

An annoyed look could be seen on my face, I'm clearly sick of his bullshit yet I remain silent.

"I got pretty tipsy and I ran into... a-a prostitute."

My eyes widen

"YOU CHEATED ON ME WITH A PROSTITUTE?!"

He looks down at you shame written over his face.

"I'm sorr-"

You cut him off

"Bring her."

"W-what?"

"BRING THE WHORE YOU CHEATED ON ME WITH!"

I shout at him again this time making him flinch before rushing off to get the woman he cheating on me with, he comes back with her and instead of covering her up she stands next to him completely naked,

Ugh! It's like he's rubbing it in.

There's not much to say she was the perfect woman, big breasts, slim waist and face, to top it off she thick hips and of course a small stature, it's not like you we're ugly or anything you had what she had but you were just on the chubby side, but you were still a pretty woman.

"What is your name, cunt?" I ask raising an eyebrow at the prostitute.

She sweat drops "I-it's Asumei" she spoke quietly,

Hm? I guess she feels shame too

"That's a pretty name, follow me Asumei"

Before she answers me I take her hand leading her to the other side of the kitchen leaving Tashima alone. As she follows close behind me I come to a halt her doing the same.

"It's a shame really, you really are a pretty gal."

"H-huh?"

I grip her by her hair yacking it so hard that I spin her bare back towards me as I reach for the big kitchen knife in the counter, of course she screams the annoying bitch, I look up to see Tashima running towards me but by then it's too late the sharp edge of the knife is covered in her blood, all I know is that her last words were muffled from her gurgling and choking on her own blood. I eventually dropped her body watching her spasming on the floor until her body went limp.

I let out a contented sigh then look up at Tashima.

"Y'know just minutes ago I was thinking about coming home to my sweet, loving, and loyal husband. I even brought home your favorite desserts."

I run my hands over my face laughing hysterically

"What's even crazier, I was just thinking about how the rest of my life will be like with you... But you just HAD to screw it up!"

He looks down at Asumei's corpse then back up at me, shock and fear in his eyes.

"You danm psycho!" He yells as he drops to his knees staring at the dead body.

"Well that was rude." I simply say,

"You're fucking insane, just wait until I tell the rest of the village!"

I watch him as he rushes to the door before he can even reach the handle I throw the knife at him, it lands right between his shoulder bland...

Tsk, I was aiming for his neck

"Ack! Fucking hell!"

He falls limp to the floor, I must've hit a nerve.

I walk towards his now paralyzed body, standing over it with a crazed smile

"I-I hope you burn in hell you bitch." He mutters.

Instead of responding with a snarky comment, I wedge the knife from out of his back giving him more pain.

I watch as the knife drips with a mixture of Asumei and Tashima's blood, I stare at it's crimson color for some reason I was drawn to it, I glide my fingers over the bloodied knife,

"It's still warm."

You say in strange wonderment. Before I knew it I was bringing the knife towards my mouth slowly licking a stride of their combined blood.

Tashima shivers below me clearly sicken by my strange display.

"How sick!"

As I consume their blood I feel different than I was a few moments ago, I can feel and hear my own heart beating faster and faster, I feel every vein pulsating I smell new things entirely and....

I'm

Very

Very

Very

Very

Hungry.

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Words: 1385

[aristocratic-otter]

Phew, it's been a while since I posted on a Sunday, huh? Well, I have to say all of the gifted writing y'all have been sharing today is inspiring, so I had to join in.

Thank you to @confused-bi-queer, @prettygoododds, @nightimedreamersghost, @hushed-chorus, @nausikaaa, @artsyunderstudy, @aroace-genderfluid-sheep, @moodandmist, @facewithoutheart, @larkral, @j-nipper-95 and @ileadacharmedlife for the tags this last week.

Sentences below the cut

From my Age of Sail Au:

“You didn’t come to dinner.”  Baz looks away, his posture stiff. “Why not? Are you sick?”

His lips tighten. “I’m not sick. I just don’t find it particularly pleasant to be around people who hate me.” 

From my COTTA, Snow Fox:

Gareth is puffing and gasping, like he’s just run ten miles. He tries to speak, but can’t get the breath for it. “Ease up, man,” I say, patting his back. “Catch your breath. It can’t be all that urgent.”

If anything, his face gets even redder and he shakes his head frantically, still trying to push words between his gulps of air. “No…Simon!...the men…they’re…heading to…Pitch…Manor…to burn…it all down!”

From Saving Simon Snow (I may be taking this in a slightly different direction, so I don't know if this part will stay, but, eh <shrugs>):

“How on Earth can you not know this, Simon?”

He glares at me, and he looks so cute doing it that I can’t help pushing up and nipping at that plump bottom lip. He yelps, and then laughs. 

“Haven’t you ever watched…you know, porn?” I ask, more gently. 

Simon averts his eyes.

From my COBB (posting next week!) (a bit more than six sentences, but context was important):

I don’t know this Baz. 

I’ve never seen him being nice before. I mean…I’ve never seen him interact with people beyond his two friends and the teachers, really. With his friends he just seems cold and aloof–unless he’s joining them in mocking me. With the teachers, he’s coldly formal. 

But whenever he and I are in proximity to each other, we mostly interact with each other. I watch him to make sure he’s not plotting something, and he makes snide comments aimed at me even while never truly looking at me. 

He looks at Shepard. Worse, he looks at Shepard like he’s smiling, even though the edges of his lips don’t lift. 

From Westward Son:

Before we began, Tashima told me to have something in my mind, something to focus on. Something to take my mind off of the sweat and heat and stifling air. I choose to imagine my dearest wish: a log cabin in the Oregon woods, with a porch swing and a vegetable garden. A parlor full of books and the faces of those dearest to me in the world. Simon and Baz. And Shepard. With a gold ring on his left hand and a broad smile on his face. 

From To Heal A Broken Mind:

I blink sleep-crusted eyes and then lift my chin to look up at him. He’s sitting beside my hip on my bed, his hand still in my hair. He looks like he’s been hit by a lorry. His face is white and pinched, his eyes red. His hair forms a tangled halo around his head–he must have been tearing at it. 

He looks–tragic. 

From The Naked Next:

As I hurry towards engineering, I tap my communicator and say, “Lieutenant Brody?” 

To my surprise, there’s an answer. But it doesn’t sound like our chief engineer. “Yes, Basil?” she purrs. 

I stare at my own chest, as if I can see through the silver piece of technology to the source of the voice that emerges from it. Niamh Brody has never once called me anything other than “Lieutenant Grimm-Pitch” when she’s feeling respectful (or just “Pitch” when I’ve annoyed her).

Tagging for future or a long, slow wink:

@angelsfalling16, @annabellelux, @bazzybelle, @bookish-bogwitch, @carryonsimoncarryonbaz, @dragoneggos, @erzbethluna, @frjsti, @fatalfangirl, @giishu, @ic3-que3n, @ivelovedhimthroughworse, @jasonfunderberkerthefrogexists, @krisrix, @letraspal, @messofthejess, @onepintobean, @prettylightsbigcity, @rimeswithpurple, @raenestee, @thehoneyedhufflepuff, @theearlgreymage, @thewholelemon, @tea-brigade, @whatevertheweather, @whogaveyoupermission, @yellobb-old

[doriangray1789]

tashima su…

Bir Japon ile değirmen nasıl dönüyor… kendisi aslen Lüleburgazlı… Serdar Ortaç gibi…biliyorsunuz o da Türkiye’nin Japon görünümlü James Dane’i dir…

bu japon kızının annesinden su isteme şeklini "mataramasuko" olarak belirtmeden, bu vesileyle vermont'ta üniversite okuyacam diye doğa koşullarıyla cebelleşen gofrettin'i anmadan geçemeyiz.

değirmeni döndüremeyince atalarımızın diline düşmüş ün salmış manga suratlı japon kızcağıza neden taktım..

Kardeşim haberleri izleyince hukuktan eğitime kadar bu Japon kızın adı geçiyor herşey de bi tashimasu tashimasu…

Herşey tashimasu ya bağlı olunca da yazmadan geçmeyelim dedik…

Mesela muhalefetin diğer Japon aday devşirmeleri. Yani o şehrin içinden değil başka şehir doğumlu… civarından yani…

Siz bilirsiniz bu duruma uygun başka Japon, Çek isimleri de bar da hesap kapanır.. tutti ve de furitti olmayalım

En son Can Atalay haberini dinledim sonda aklıma Spiderman’in neden bir türlü yetişkinliğe geçemediği bilgisi geldi.. sonra criptonlu (hacıhüsrevin üst tarafı olur) Süperman karakteri var karakter olarak gerçekten süper bir insandır bizim süpo..

Çalgı çengi tarzı gönderiler mevcut düzene az bile ne kafayı sıyırıp üzerine uzun uzun düşünecek durum mu var? Üstelikte bedava .. beyinin fosfora ihtiyacı var Peki fosfor kaç para ? Hiç düşündüm mü?

Yazdık kardeşim aklına gelebilecek hayalinde dahi göremeyeceğin konulara kadar yazdık çizdik paylaştık Buda bşr kapasite background birikim gerektirir ben 14-15 yaşından beri düzenli okumayı bu günler için mi yaptım.. sıyırmak için mi okuduk öğrendik

CEHALET MUTLULUKTUR

ignorance is bliss.. biz herşey olalım demedik ki, hiç bir şey kalalım .. belki bişeyler hakkında düşündürürüz dedik…

-onca yılın ardından ne keşfettim biliyor musun? +yoğurt ….

Der gibi bişey olurdu bu.. biz dedik cacık yapalım.. bi hıyar lazımdı Cem Karaca üstadım dediği oldu ve “sonunda döndük bir hıyara” çengelköy… şimdi biZden cacık tam olur…

Kendime hakaret etmiyorum, cahile bişey anlatmanın zorluğundan bahsediyorum.. ben diyorum tren geldi geçti sen diyorsun ama herkesi delmesin… ama sonuç bu: koskoca bir HİÇ.. değişen tek şey hiç bir şeyin değişmeyeceği… umutlar Azrail’e kaldı…

Nâdan diye bir tabir vardır

Yusuf Hashacip(hashaciplik unvandır soy adı DEĞİL) ne demişti: nadan ile sohbet etmek güçtür bilene, çünkü nadan, ne gelirse söyler diline…

ömer seyfettinin nadan adlı eserinde de benzer bir konu işlenir. kendi adıma yıllarca bunu hayat görüşlerimden birisi saydım ki sakin kalayım ve aklımı kaybetmeyeyim

"nâdanla sohbet etmek, âkile cehennem ateşinden beterdir"

Meali: bir delil bin alimi ikna eder de bin delil bir cahili iknaya yetmez…

[anemonequeen]

Me: do you think tashima (the bosslady) would be mad at me if i took like half of june off? Its tranny mating season after all

Coworker: shes right behind you

Me:

[silverskye]

Hello everyone! This will be a new introduction to the blog and myself. I’ve always wanted to do a new intro and hopefully meet some cool people. My name is Jess and I am in my mid-twenties. I’m not new to tumblr and have been on this site for years, this blog is somewhat new. 

 A little about my interests I enjoy anime, (k)dramas, k-pop, video games, self-care, journaling, and of course writing. I consider myself to be shy & an introvert. I’m trying to get out of my comfort zone and talk to mutuals, it’s easier said than done. I’m always up for conversations about our aligned interests or just to say hello. 

I am looking for mutual blogs that have the same interest as me, as well as blogs that love to write and don’t mind being mutual with a multifandom blog.

K-Pop: I’ll start by staying I’m a multistan. I adore a lot of groups and try to keep up with every one of them, tho it can be trying and hard at times. Here are a few groups that I enjoy and try to keep up with - Kard, BlackPink, Monsta X, Shinee, BTS, Stray Kids, Seventeen, Victon, Twice, Red Velvet, The Rose, Xdinary Heroes & many more. I am more consistent when it comes to solos and bands.  

Anime:  I haven’t been an anime fan for long, maybe 3 years, but have found a lot of great shows that have made me really happy, or you know cry a few times. Oh!! sometimes I do anime reviews on my blog or randomly talk about episodes. Here are a few of my favorites: Fruits Basket, Free!, Cardfight Vanguard Overdress, Food Wars!, Boruto, Burning Kabaddi, Idolish7,  Aoashi, A3!, K, Jujutsu Kaisen, Moriarty the Patriot, Sasaki and Miyano, Yu-Gi-Oh!, The Case Study of Vanitas, Spy x Family & many more.

Gaming: Final Fantasy 15, Final Fantasy 7 & FF&R, FF Crisis Core, The Legend of Zelda (all games), God of War, Ghost of Tashima, The Last of us, Horizon Zero Dawn, Assassin’s Creed (1 - 4 & Unity), Genshin Impact, Obey me!, Resident Evil, Animal Crossing & many more.

Video games have always been apart of my life, even if I take a break from the gaming world I always return. I love retro games like Castelvania, Spyro, Crash bandicoot, Majora’s Mask, Ocarina of Time, Duck Hunt ect. I am a big nintendo fan and currently playing Triangle Strategy. 

Writing: Currently I am taking a break from writing, but do occasionally share random facts about my ocs, and sometimes I like to look for pic crews to create how I imagine how they look like. I like writing about relationships between people, mostly platonic, tho I don’t mind romance between characters, it can lead to a lot of chemistry and love that doesn’t have to lead to a romantic relationship. I am mostly interested in writing relationships between people, how close people are able to be beyond normal standards in our society. I believe people are able to be really close and have a sense of feeling like they’re soulmates, but without the romance, or intimate details that could with romance. (I don’t know if that makes any sense.) 

Thanks for reading. Feel free to like or comment. Have a great day!!