#matcha nonsense

[twstjam]

I like to imagine that in an au where Meleanor lives and Lilia somehow still gets custody of Silver, like Malleus she is also initially disgusted by Silver before growing extremely attached to him because the "you love me, so you'll love my child" thing goes both ways.

A few hcs that I had while I brainrotted about this in Discord dms:

-Meleanor, like her son, is very fascinated by Silver's fast development.

-She is an easily impressed aunt/godmother and would heap SO MUCH praise on Silver for the littlest things. (and immediately turn around and strike Lilia with lightning for interrupting her)

-Lilia, on the phone(?): "Silver just said his first words!"

Meleanor, appearing in a burst of fire: "HOLY SHIT!!!"

-Sort of reflecting fae in folklore, she loves to kidnap take Silver back to the castle with her for "play dates" with Malleus, who will complain about it as he so very gently plays with the fragile infant his mother had trusted him with (he is a tsundere big brother)

-Revan always sighs every time he catches Silver in the castle because he KNOWS his wife didn't tell Lilia she took him, but he isn't unhappy to see him. Will include Silver in Malleus's tutoring sessions even though Malleus's curriculum is much too advanced for the average human, let alone a baby.

-Growing up, Silver calls Meleanor "Mother" because he hears Malleus call her that all the time. When he grows out of it and starts calling her "Lady Meleanor/Meleanor-sama", she sulks about it a bit.

[carmello-matcha]

Have these transparent pngs I edited on a whim taken from the official hpma blog in weibo.

[articskele]

Guys the yearning….. gguys……..

[matcha-bnuuy]

obligatory magnai alt shitpost pictures for your viewing pleasure, enjoy:

feel free to do with these whatever you please I don’t mind ajkegwuoewiho

[teddog]

Not going to lie about why I bought this sticker

[gisdotnet]

brb brb

[ein-weiches-herz]

Speedrunning all the stages of grief on the train ride home so you can continue "being a reasonable adult" with your family at home.

[nanamistiee]

loverboy. // megumi fushiguro x reader

ooh, lover boy! what're you doing tonight? ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ megumi fushiguro x reader ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ ━━━ ( ⋆｡°✩ tw: n/a) ━ (wc: 1,015 ) ━ ( song inspo ✩°｡⋆) ━━━

what kind of woman is your type?

ever since todo had posed the question, megumi hasn’t been able to get it out of his mind. at the time, he’d spewed some nonsense -- not having a particular type -- mostly because he’d believed the question was completely out of place and nonsensical; which, in his defense, it was. the other male was less than pleased with his answer, even going as far as to call him boring. yet, megumi couldn’t help but wonder if he’d even answered truthfully.

“gumi,” your voice finally breaks the silence between you two. he’d been so lost in thought he’d nearly forgotten you were a foot away from him, staring intently as you sipped away at your matcha latte. “you’re so quiet today,” you frown, fiddling around with your straw. has he upset you? 

he matches your frown almost instantaneously. “i don’t think i’m being any more quiet than usual,” he tries his hardest to coolly retort, an impulsive hand rushing toward you to ruffle your hair in a desperate attempt to act like nothing’s wrong. no, his mind totally isn’t waging an entire war right now. no, he’s not at all debating on, perhaps, one of the most crucial decisions of his life.

whether or not to dare risk ruining your friendship. 

──────────────── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ────────────────

“you make me sick,” maki’s voice, a disgusted groan, breaks his concentration entirely. as he whips his head toward the green haired girl, he realizes something. he’d been staring at you this entire time. you were several feet away, talking to panda. yet, the black haired boy is absolutely mesmerized. the way your eyes light up and sparkle every time someone makes you laugh… the way every time you flash your pearly white teeth seems to make his heart flutter. there’s something about you that he’s absolutely addicted to, but megumi fushiguro swears he’d never tell a soul about any of this. no, you two are friends. what if you didn’t like him back? what if he tells you how he feels and you never want to speak to him ever again? consumed by his thoughts, he fails to realize you and panda are waltzing right up to them. 

he clears his mind with a visible shake of his head, tilting his head and looking at maki with his best ‘i don’t know what you’re talking about’ look. was he really that obvious? he makes a mental note to stop trying to stare at you less, yet this feels like an impossible task.

“just ask her out already, loverboy,” maki sticks out her tongue. he doesn’t even have to look at her to know she’s got a shit-eating grin plastered on her face.

“ooh, ask who out?” you question, clasping your hands together as you sit down next to your best boyfriend. he heard your voice. your voice. you just sat next to him. 

he swears he nearly jumps out of his skin upon realizing you’d just walked into a conversation about you. could he play it off? act stupid? what kind of lie could he tell to get out of explaining that maki was teasing him about you? were they talking about another girl from another school? no -- something about even pretending to like another girl feels wrong. 

“‘gumi’ likes a girl, but he’s too much of a pussy to ask her out,” maki snickers. it seems she’s even poking fun at your nickname for him, and he silently prays that you don’t notice this. “as a fantastic and the best friend anyone could ever ask for, i’ve been trying to encourage him.” her sarcasm is nearly enough to make his skin crawl. she’s deadpanning and making it so obvious it hurts. 

“do we know who this girl is?” you ask. maybe he’s making things up -- imaging things to make himself feel better -- but he swears your eyes dull and shift from the beautiful, sparkling orbs they always were. “we do not!” maki clicks her tongue, and megumi can finally breathe a sigh of relief. or so he thinks. “say… what’s your type anyway?” she segways the conversation almost cruelly, staring you dead in your eyes.

you seem to take a moment. firstly, to inhale a sharp breath. then, you take a second to think, furrowing your brows together in a moment of deep thought. a few beats pass and you finally exhale your sigh, and megumi swears you three have been sitting in silence for eternity. “tall,” you start, and he swears his stomach is tying itself into knots. “reserved… smart -- gotta be smart,” you chuckle and grin. “maybe even a little stoic. like i can never tell what’s going on in his head, but i always at least hope he’s thinking about me somewhere in there.”

in his state of sheer panic, he nearly misses the obvious blush dusting your cheeks. maki could’ve smacked him right in the back of his head and he still would’ve missed it. yet, somehow, you still have more to say. “someone who’s always thinking about other people… protective, i guess. someone mature and who always takes things seriously, even if other people think he’s a pain in the ass for it.” he can’t help but feel a bit guilty about giving such a lame answer to todo now, especially when you’ve had plenty to say. megumi opens his mouth to speak, yet he’s not even sure what he’s supposed to say to that. he prays deep down you’re talking about him, but it’s not exactly like he can voice that out loud--

“oh my god!” maki groans, throwing her head back. “you two are absolutely disgusting!” “you know she’s talking about you, right?” she hisses aloud, giving megumi, perhaps, the dirtiest look she could ever muster. “it’s actually so painful to watch you two dance around each other!” with her opinions growing quite vocal, maki stands up and crosses her arms. “do i have to do it for you? or are you two gonna talk about your disgusting and obvious feelings for each other?”

[jahnavisurenda-21]

Hazbin HoteL||Alastor X Reader Jealousy In Hell? (Part 1.)

I don't Know anything about Matcha Latte, or any Match tea, or what flavors are good but, I do Know behind Alastor's eerie smile has landed him a full time in hell, He's found someone to protect. Even if it is a bit sadistic, he'll make sure you are unharmed, and never bothered by uncomfortable situations again.

This seemingly new recruit had a bigger smile than Alastor, your dear boyfriend if that even was possible.

He was called, 'Jinx, spell caster demon.' he had the most pleasant things to say, the most wonderful compliments to say but if he was so wonderful why would he be in hell? What did he want? More so what did he want from you?

You had a few hobbies from your life as a human, you would Crochet for hours, Knitt scarfs, you had no one to give them too before but,

"Oh! my talented dear! You sometimes even fool me that you are in hell with those darling gestures of yours!" Alastor wore your presents as proudly as he carried his radio thing you believe.

Now Jinx would regularly shower you with Yarns, tools to watching you focus on your hobby so endearingly.

Jinx moved closer to you in the two-seater sitting quite close to you, but you were to engrossed to say anything.

"Hey Sweetie after your done with that cute thing of yours may I have it?"

"Huh?" Then you flinched, "Shit wrong stich!"

"Sorry Sorry sweetie!" He then closed any remaining gap placing his hands on yours, "How about I help you fix it? Hmm?"

"Oh! There you are darling; I have finished your favorite dish I hope it's up to your liking!" Alastor cheerily said, but being with him for these past few days you could now make out slight changes of tone in his voice, sometimes it would get sadistic, sometimes genuinely caring,

You felt uncomfortable by how close Jinx was closing in on you, "A-Alastor I-I was just about to find you to!" Your voice slightly went high pitched as you uncomfortably pushed him of.

This was one situation Alastor will not jump into any conclusions or draw to much attention to himself but now that he knows.

"My dear, would you like to join me for a walk, I know a quiet place you might like?"

"How about we watch that little movie of yours, in that noisy picture box."

For saying that with his permission you kissed his cheek, he had to bend down for that. (Please he's 7ft)

He would keep a little closer now.

But one day, Alastor had taken Sir. Petencious cute egg creatures to 'Handle' them, taking pity on those things.

"I'll handle them Alastor--"

"Nonsense darling, you enjoy sleeping, or making some noise anything. Or You could be in my office." He would say.

Things got a little rough,

Two Days later

Alastor stroked your hair, as you wept bitterly in his arms, he had to get you to rest, but you refused to allow him to leave.

[twstjam]

I haven't publicly posted any random fic ideas in a while so here's a quick one!:

The Dark Fae of Briar Valley are feared by their human neighbours. The humans spend every day dreading that their children and loved ones will be stolen away by the night, never to be seen again. They're only reassured by a prophecy that foretells the arrival of "A tamer of beasts that can bring even a fearsome prince of thorns to his knees".

You're just an average human who made an unlikely friend after wandering too close to the darkest side of the woods. Unbeknownst to you, this friend of yours is the current crown prince of the nocturnal faeries and every time you meet up with him, he falls more and more in love with you.

[carmello-matcha]

this is all purely my personal speculation/theory about the next season's character.

the next season character might be Miranda Goshawk the author of the Standard book of Spells.

Reason 1: this paragraph from the teaser specifically.

In 1932, the little witch in her secondhand robes never imagined that a diary of randomly scribbled spells would be translated into seventy-two languages and even made into a designated Hogwarts textbook.

Miranda was born on 1921 which in 11 years means she'd be able to attend hogwarts in 1932 and being the youngest of nine sisters meant she had to deal with a lot of hand me down robes

Once she graduated from hogwarts she wrote a book called the book of spells which has been translated into 72 languages

Reason 2: the picture's pose is similar to her chocolate frog card

[techwrecker]

The Bad Batch + How They Take Their Caf

Hunter: Hot, one-two creams. No sugar, no flavor. He’s in it for the caffination- not the enjoyment but can’t stand black caf.

Echo: Cold, no cream. A moderate amount of sugar, and either vanilla or hazelnut flavoring. Sips it all day.

Tech: Doesn’t like Caf. Prefers a hot tea- no cream, a little honey. Typically goes for green teas (absolutely no matcha) or an earl grey.

Wrecker: Slams like 3 shots of chilled cafspresso. (bonus: sips an energy drink all day too)

Crosshair: Hot, black. No nonsense.

Omega: She gets juice :) (Wrecker slipped her a spoonful of caf once when Hunter wasn’t looking. She hated it.)

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Do you plan on making a part 5 of bend us break us? <3

Cupid Struck Thrice (Bend Us, Break Us Part 5) ~Sub!Morissa xFem Dom!Shapeshifting!Tall!Reader

Link to Part 1 & Part 4

Summary— After the events of Parts 1-4, in the same AU of Bend Us, Break Us. It’s more of an added fluffy piece dedicated for Valentines Day. Anon Response— Hey Heyy anon!! I don’t know what you meant by part 5, so I made this little fluff piece for you! Hope you Enjoy!! ♥️♥️

Mommy… Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: fluffy fluff, implied past and future smut, physical comfort, sleeping together, implied threesomes, kisses, massaging, caretaking, love and care, etc.

Enjoy (;

After the first proper night that you spent with Larissa and Morticia, everything changed. You three fell into a cycle, one that you all got hooked on quite quickly.

You teased and teased and teased both women, as well as happily fucking them dumb by the end of the night. And the two loved how sore they would be the next morning, especially when they weren’t able to walk properly for an extended period of time.

The more intimate you got with the two women however, the more you realized how much care and love these hard working women were deprived of. Both of them. Larissa worked all day and most of the night to be the very best Principal and mentor, running Nevermore and never letting herself relax or take a break. She practically adopted Enid, adding mother to list of things that she did. Morticia poured her heart into her classes and especially her students, along with being a mother to Wednesday and Pugsley.

And when you realized this, you were even more grateful that these women had entrusted their submission to you. Because now it was more than just sex. You started putting intent behind each act for them. You wanted Larissa to understand that she could take a breath and feel loved, you wanted Morticia to realize how she deserved someone to take gentle care of her, that both women didn’t have to carry the weight of the world on their shoulders.

You woke up a little earlier than normal today, it was a good day to remind your two lovers just how special they were. The sun wasn’t up yet, and Larissa and Morticia were still curled up together in bed, as you slipped out of the room.

You grabbed all of your little surprises for the two of them, running around Nevermore with Enid (of course Enid that immediately volunteered to help), placing the little gift bags and wrapped presents in places that you both knew Morticia and Larissa would find them. You then left Enid with Wednesday, as they had a couples day planned, as you headed into town.

Entered the Weathervane and promptly ordered Larissa a vanilla latte and Morticia a black coffee with a pump of peppermint. You got yourself a matcha latte, and with your drinks and the sun now having come up, you headed back to the school.

You stopped by Larissa’s office first, entering to find the blonde already busy working away.

“Morning my little dove…!” You purred, knowing the adjective would get Larissa’s attention.

“Good morning… and hey, I am not little…!” Larissa scoffed playfully.

As she looked up to dig into you playfully, her face lit up at the drinks in your hands. You chuckled and handed Larissa her drink. Larissa accepted, blushing at your effort.

“You didn’t need to, Darling… this and the present I found on my desk this morning…” Larissa sighed lovingly.

She was never good at receiving love and care.

You immediately put your hand up to quiet the woman.

“Nuh uh, I won’t hear it. You deserve to be loved, especially today.” You insisted, “Did you like the gift?” You asked, changing the topic so that Larissa wouldn’t argue back.

Larissa took a sip of her coffee as you asked, and she blushed once more.

“I did, thank you, Darling…” Larissa sighed in content, reaching out her arm to show you the diamond bracelet on her wrist, “It’s really too much, you know…” she sighed once more.

“Nonsense. You deserve to be treated and pampered.” You hummed, placing your things down on the desk and coming up behind the woman and starting to massage her shoulders.

Larissa let out a groan, leaning back into your touch.

“I also found your massage bookings for us on the nightstand… I appreciate it, Darling… but I don’t have the time…” Larissa sighed with a groan at the end as you massaged the knots out of her shoulders and neck.

“We will make the time. Both you and Morticia need it.” You reassured the blonde, giving her a kiss on the forehead before stopping your massaging to Larissa’s dismay.

You picked your things back up and turned on your heels to the woman. Her loving, grateful gaze met yours.

“Speaking of… I need to bring this to Morticia before it gets cold.” You murmured aloud, indicating to Morticia’s coffee.

Larissa hummed with a nod.

“How on earth did we get so lucky with you…?” Larissa breathed out.

Now it was your turn to blush.

“It’s me really who got lucky…” you breathed out with a smile, as you headed for the door.

Larissa rolled her eyes playfully, knowing that this conversation would only lead to a debate.

“I’ll see you at 5?” Larissa asked, referring to the booked massages you had made.

“Yes. Have a happy Valentines Day, baby…!!” You agreed and exclaimed as you left the woman’s office.

~~~

Larissa Weems Masterlist

Morticia Addams Masterlist

[capobegone]

The Hashiras’ Starbucks Orders (As told by a barista)

Capo job reveal! During my lovely six months working at Starbucks, I have acquired enough knowledge of my craft to confidently predict people’s orders. Just today, a lady came up who looked like she would order a caramel ribbon crunch five minutes before closing, and she proceeded to do exactly that! Which got me thinking—I love my job, and I love KNY, so why not use this superpower to match the drink to the Hashira?

So, uh, here we are!

Kanroji Mitsuri

-Starting off strong with our pink drink girlie! To be specific, it’s a pink drink with matcha cold foam. One of my coworkers gets some variation of this regularly and says it’s delicious.

-I couldn’t decide between matcha or pink drink for her so we met in the middle!

Kocho Shinobu

-In my heart, I desperately want to give her a Dragon Drink, but we all know that is not what she would get. Perhaps on a special occasion!

-Shinobu is a black brewed coffee type of gal, because it’s fast and efficient and will get her through the day so she can return to her Douma-killing, hospital-running routine! Girlboss!

Iguro Obanai

-We know from canon that Obanai can’t have heavier things without feeling sick, so one sip from Mitsuri’s drink would probably kill him instantly. Enter the light and fresh passion tea! It’s herbal and easy on the palate, which is right up his alley. His Starbucks dates with Mitsuri are officially saved!

-The pup cup is for Kaburamaru :D

Uzui Tengen

-He likes the drinks with long names so it’s extra flashy when the baristas call them out. Therefore, he gets the White Chocolate Macadamia Cream Cold Brew. -Besides, look how pretty that is!! I bet he has one of those bedazzled tumblers for extra flamboyance.

Tomioka Giyuu

-To be honest, I have literally no explanation for this. I thought about him and my brain immediately provided Hazelnut Latte with oat milk. So that’s what he gets.

-It’s warm and comforting which my man definitely needs. Besides the oat milk implies he’s lactose intolerant which is hilarious LMAO rip Giyuu

Shinazugawa Sanemi

-Sanemi strikes me as a pretty down to earth, no-nonsense kind of guy in his day to day. Therefore, he gets a classic Americano. (He’ll get it hot in the winter.)

-Surprisingly, I feel like he would be pretty nice to the baristas. A little gruff, but respectful and would probably tip his change. Unless you fuck with him, so best to just give him his coffee and bid him adieu.

Rengoku Kyojuro

-Alright, alright, I know I’m taking the easy way out on this one. But I genuinely think he would get it because it looks like him and he finds it amusing! It’s popular with his juniors too, so he’d probably get them drinks as well. -I actually had this drink today and it was pretty good, so he would stick around for the bright flavor!

Tokito Muichiro

-I wanted to say London Fog SO BADLY LMAO but let’s be real he’s like fourteen years old. The Vanilla Bean Frappuccino is every child’s favorite, which is valid because it’s fucking delicious.

-One day he would come in and slam a doppio espresso and give all the baristas a heart attack.

Himejima Gyoumei

-Gyoumei definitely strikes me as a warm and cozy drink guy, so he gets a chai tea latte!

-It’s wholesome and delicious. He’ll cry when the baristas give it to him because it’s so good. Often comes by to pick up a drink for Genya because Sanemi refuses to do it himself.

Anyway that concludes my official analysis! Which is totally based in facts and data and not at all conjecture. As always if I missed your skrunkle feel free to infiltrate my ask box or replies! And I wanna hear your ideas too so do tell if you have a different take :D <3

[gisdotnet]

I wanna change my theme 

[ein-weiches-herz]

Chopped off 20 cm of my hair and nobody noticed it 🙃

My hair feels so much better now