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[lost-wishing-official]

lost☆wishing.

“i’m tired of you being mean to yourself and pretending it’s to be kind to others. you just want to suffer.”

what is lost☆wishing?

lost☆wishing is a fan-made unit set within the project sekai universe. it features four members who have come together to send a message through the medium of song. their music tends to have dark tones to it, and some notable artists you’ll see are kikuo, maretu, and such similar creators.

what is this account for?

this account is an ask blog! you can send asks to the group members or to one of the mods! it will help us over at the mod team curate and fine-tune the stories and characters, while it will hopefully pique the interest of a few of you!

the members

hotaru kazuko [ 蛍和子 ] — she / it / neos

— the leader. 17. class 2-B at kamiyama high school.

kaixan [ カイズン ] — they / he / neos

— the vocalist. 17. takes online classes.

ono ryōko [ 小野涼子 ] — she / her

— the composer. 17. class 3-A at kamiyama high school.

shisōka kumo [ 思想家の雲 ] — he / they

— the lyricist. 18. class 2-B at kamiyama high school.

a group formed from the depths of despair. one picks up the shattered pieces of a former life, and the others follow behind to find their own meaning in their music.

what can i ask?

you can ask almost anything! depending on the question and the character you ask, though, i can’t promise the answer will be entirely truthful. we do request that there are no asks that change a character (eg. magic anons), but that’s about our only rule! we delete asks if we feel uncomfortable answering them.

you can also send asks to the vocaloids! just as a note — miku in her lost☆wishing form is meant to have an uncanny valley feel, and may have unreality triggers. all will be tagged appropirately.

what will you post aside from asks?

we’ll post event information, art for the group, and maybe even some cards! you’ll have to stick around and see for yourself.

who are the mods?

i’m mod kanade, and i wrote this whole intro post (as well as doing the edits for the icon and banner). i’ll tag my posts with #☆ mod 🦋

my main blog is @orphic-execution! i talk a lot about kumo on there. i use they/him pronouns on this blog! i am the owner of kumo as an OC, so i’ll be answering any questions for him :3

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i'm mod mona. my posts will be tagged with #☆ mod 💎.

i created ryoko ono and will be answering questions pertaining to her. i use all neopronouns as well at they/them and it/it's on this blog.

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Hello , Im Mod Yuki , They/Fae! , Main blog is @azuresystem

Creator of Lost Wishing Kaito and other side characters! , I'll mostly be answering questions about them!

Multi-Mod post will be signed off with ❄️

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wei are mod s.c.! wei are not tagging individual headmates for comfort and because of our system structure, but wei are plural and are really grateful and excited to have the opportunity to be able to participate in a blog like this! wei will be using tone tags a lot for ourselves :3

our main blog is @softie-system! we talk a lot about activism and our fandoms on there. wei use any pronouns other than he or she collectively. wei created and thus will be answering questions for kaixan! (all /gen and /pos)

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what’s your tagging system?

#☆ mod 🦋 — posts made or answered by mod kanade

#☆ mod 💎 — posts made or answered by mod mona

#☆ mod ❄️ — posts made or answered by mod yuki

#☆ mod 🌈 — posts made or answered by mod s.c.

#speaking with [name] — asks related to that character

#lost☆wishing events — posts related to focus & group events for the unit

#lost☆wishing art — cards and general art for the unit

#cw [thing] — trigger tag

have fun :3

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[wouldtheybecomeafearavatar]

Soos from Gravity Falls lmao

Here he is!

(I'm going to need a Fear if you want a poll)

[asksilverbell]

Faerie records #01

Faerie cookies don't start out as normal cookies do. They start out in an egg called a 'seed' and eventually hatch into a 'seedling' which is basically a toddler. As they get older they get called 'sprouts' and start their apprenticeship in their respective crafts. (Knights, Gardeners, scouts, etc.) As a sprout, they're typically encouraged to experiment and find a job they excel at in order to serve the guardian and it's tree better.

Also, when it comes to the seeds the entire colony will take care of them. Even if it isn't their own, a Faerie cookie will jump to action if they even sense that someone with the same ingredient as them is in danger.

If their first instinct is to protect the tree and its guardian, the second is to keep the little ones safe to ensure the next generation of Faeries.

[permitoffice]

THE DEPARTMENT OF HERMIT PERMITS NOTICE BOARD

Our team of dedicated and loyal staff would like to give you a warm welcome to the wonderful world of permits and permits and permits and permits and p

\\ OFFICE TRADING HOURS //

Monday CLOSED Tuesday CLOSED Wednesday CLOSED Thursday CLOSED Friday CLOSED Saturday CLOSED Sunday OPEN 2PM-3PM (5 minute break included) Every April 1st OPEN 9AM-5PM

\\ WE VALUE YOUR FEEDBACK! //

If you would like to suggest any areas of improvement, please do hesitate to send us a message through the complaints box. We will totally definitely look forward to reading them!

READ BEFORE SENDING MAIL: i get really silly and sometimes a bit passive aggressive (its funnier okay) so prepare to be trolled

\\ CUSTOMER NOTICES //

In place of the outdated trading hours schedule, our staff would like to inform you that the Permit Office is INDEFINITELY CLOSED for business. We apologise for the inconvenience and we appreciate your cooperation. @dhpbackrooms is evil dont associate (/joke i love them so much)

say hi to sister location @hermit-permits where you can get ACTUAL REAL PERMITS dont come to me ill troll you

Helpful information hyperlinks!! timezones? complaint boundaries?

Thank you for visiting the Department of Hermit Permits! We hope you have enjoyed your stay! Please do not come back soon!

[hmshermitcraft]

(I think this fits the theme)

Grian and Cleo came together to make a puppet show to mock(gently) other couples in hermitcraft these are the names of the shows

"Admit you all are obsessed" - Including etho and all the ethogirlies

"Being normal with eatchother a mission impossible" - Including Iskall and Stress

"Fishy bussiness" - Including the big salmon mafia

And way more! They make fun of eatchother too while rehearsing, like making non official shows. Grian called his "Violent love" as it basicly how Cleo shows love and she created "The clingy bird" because of how he clinges to Mumbo like a coala. They have alot of fun doing this - 🦋

It doesn't take long, in the way hermit things tend to do, for the others to retaliate. The puppets are just as high quality, and Etho makes noteblock musical accompaniment.

Which, of course, means it's time for a puppet war.

In a strange way, it's nice to see the different aspects of people's relationships are picked out. It's a strange form of appreciation, but appreciation nonetheless.

[mogai-delivery-service]

welcome to mogai delivery service!

we are a mogai help blog inspired by kiki's delivery service! us mods are here to help you with your identity and layout needs!

we are willing to do :

id packs ! (names, pronouns, etc!)

coin flags ! (genders n other terms!)

help you find prexisting flags! (genders n other terms!)

test out names pronouns etc!

userboxes !

pride icons !

discord / tumblr layouts

maybe more!

our mods :

mod kiki 🦋 intro link

mod jiji 🔔 intro link

mod ursula 🐇 intro link

mod haku 🧊 intro link

PLEASE DO NOT INTERACT IF

you are heavily involved with discourse/syscourse and/or post about it a ton

proshippers

radqueers

nsfw accounts

[pluralquotebook]

Cataplex: NOW ALL OF CHINA KNOWS YOU'RE SHIT AT CHESS

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[daily-yhs-doodles]

[day 41] hey man these guys look a lil different-🦋

[sumeru-academy]

um! if it's not much trouble, can i request mona, jean and keqing coming back home from a tiring day at work to be welcomed by their s/o and their child(ren?) having made dinner for them? er, you can ignore this request if it's too troublesome right now

Only heaven.

synopsis: they come home from a busy day, but luckily you are there to welcome them.

character(s): mona, jean, keqing. (separate)

warning(s): mentions of marriage and kids, not beta read.

note(s): female reader, you have children, not beta read.

i haven’t written in a while + i’ve never written mona or keqing before, but i hope this is what you wanted! :]

⎯⎯mod alice 🦋

MONA MEGISTUS

With hunger comes a stomach ache, or a headache, or both.

All were not unfamiliar to the astrologist. After all, when Mona spent all her mora on expensive books and scrolls, food was at the bottom of her list of priorities.

She sighed as she flipped through the pages of a very-lengthy book she picked up today from an Akademiya scholar. All her savings practically went into this, for her master had given her a deadline for this particular project. And when that’s over, it’s back to working for more funds.

Oh, how she wishes she could be in the Akademiya sometimes. Maybe they could find some of her research.

But that was impossible. She couldn’t just move, not when things are a little too perfect here in Mondstadt.

It’s where she met you, after all—and even settled down with you. Plus, it’s not like she’d want to give her son the hassle of moving around to a whole new nation. The forest is so struck with kids and studying…

In addition, you seem contented.

So contented, in fact, that Mona always felt guilty. She didn’t want to show her face to you most of the time, because what kind of wife just spends most of her finances on books and astrology equipment instead of living funds?

It wasn’t completely her own fault since these were orders from her master, after all—but it still ate at her guilt. She was a master astrologist, but not a master wife or mother, it seemed.

Mona tiptoed home late today. She was exhausted, yes, though she couldn’t deny that a large part of her energy was spent worrying about you. She would walk in while you and her son were already sleeping, and then she’d quickly stuff the book in her shelf and head to bed with you.

But instead of such a plan…

You were already right there to greet her at the door.

“Oh, is that for a new assignment?” you questioned quite interestedly as you pointed at the heavy book your wife carried. “I’ll bring it to your desk—you head to the kitchen!” And before Mona could even greet you back, you were already pacing down the hall.

Stepping into the kitchen sent her into an even greater state of shock, for her son stood there on a stool over the stove, cooking away.

“Wah—!” he yelped when he saw her walk in. “Mom, you can’t look yet! It’s not done!” While the act was endearing, Mona could tell it was her favorite food from just the smell alone.

“He won’t let anyone in there,” you sighed from beside her, seeming to come back from her desk. But a smile still rested on your face, even when you shook your head. “He said that he wanted to surprise you.”

“Well I am very surprised,” Mona huffed out. “You didn’t have to spend too much on this, right? I can c—”

“Pssh, don’t worry about that, my love, we’re fine,” you laughed. “For now, let’s all just eat as a family together, okay? Our little one’s been practicing his cooking skills whenever you’re out.”

Mona couldn’t quite place why fate had been so kind to her.

JEAN GUNNHILDR

You are her cherished wine, of course.

Like the breathily breeze swirled into one bottle of Thousand-Wind Wine, you were a unique delicacy to her—one in which was a sacred delight to her life.

But the Acting Grandmaster does not have wine often. And similarly, she does not see you often, either.

She is almost like a prisoner, chained to the duties of Mondstadt that she alone chose to handle. It was a commitment she almost regretted every time she saw you holding your daughter by the cold window, her little hands waving goodbye as Jean sets off early in the morning for another long day at the headquarters.

And every day, by the time Jean gets home, it is too late in the night for either of you to still be awake.

She sighs into the cold air, breath fogging like it does so every other night. The streets of Mondstadt are empty at this hour, and the breeze is cold enough to make her shiver. By now, every other citizen is safe at home in the warm arms of someone they cherish. Everyone except for her, of course.

Since the moment she married you, she could not allow for such warmth—not when she made it her duty to protect you and the city from ever being cold again.

So when she quietly stepped inside your house…

The smell of fresh baked bread and melted cheese overwhelmed her. It was warm in the house, and the light in the kitchen was still on.

“Not too many, my darling!”

“But mama loves mushrooms on her pizza!”

Your giggles from the countertop made her freeze in place. The sound of her daughter still being awake at this hour completely caught her off guard—and at first, she felt a sense of motherly worry and rush to quickly put her to bed.

But the thought of you and your daughter staying up to make her dinner had her mind and body spiraling.

So much so, that she literally stumbled on a floorboard when she took one step forward.

A gasp, “Mama’s home!”

When Jean looked up, she saw the excited smile of her daughter looking up at her from the light of the kitchen doorway. The happiness on her face was unbearable. Jean felt her heart hurt.

“Hi.” Plastered on her own face was the most awkward of grins; her face flushed in embarrassment as she straightened her back. What made her so nervous in front of her own family like this?

“My love,” you called—and she swore she felt her body melt instantly—“don’t be so tense, now.” Your hands traveled down to plant lovingly atop the shoulders of your daughter, who was gesturing quite excitedly at the kitchen with a dough roller in her hands. “We worked very hard to prepare you dinner, so you’ll come enjoy it with us now, won’t you?”

She could only sigh. And yet, one sight of you and her daughter made her feel an endless warmth she never knew she craved for.

“Thank you both,” she smiled. “We should start before the food gets cold, right?”

KEQING

If you had a say, you’d bargain that she’s at the Jade Chambers a little too often. But whose words could rival Tianqian?

Or, it seemed the Yuheng was not even opposed to it herself, for not even you, her dear wife could get her to stay home. She always had that stern look on her face that meant business. When fuchsia eyes held that certain glare, you were inclined to just keep quiet.

She almost never seemed overworked, which is why you hadn’t bothered before. A tinge of annoyance from work is the most she ever held, though you’d admit that your wife is a rather tough one to read.

Keqing was the same, however. In fact, she was likely even more dense. She paid no mind when she had to travel from the Jade Chambers to areas even outside of the harbor. Food or rest was not even in consideration whenever she told you that she was going to spend time with her friends—for that, too, was also classified as “being busy” to her.

Busy, busy, busy. But she always kept an easy-going smile on her face as she was used to it.

“Keqing.”

The Yuheng turned her head to face the Tianqian.

“Ningguang.”

The lady mused, “Don’t you think it’s rather late?” Her metal nail guard tapped atop the sodden surface of Keqing’s desk, avoiding the litters of papers and pens. “You should be trotting along home now.”

“I don’t take advice from you,” Keqing rolled her eyes. “It’s your fault making the office the same building as your living quarters.”

The Tianqian scoffed for a moment, though she hid a sly smile behind the fabric of her opened fan. “Work away, then,” she waved off with dismissive hand as she sauntered to her private chambers. “Though if it were me, personally, I wouldn’t keep my wife waiting at home.”

Keqing had half a mind to chase after her and shove that fan down her throat.

But she was right. And now Keqing found herself walking along home with an empty stomach and a guilty pit in her chest—or was that the hunger? She doesn’t recall it being this late, but to lie in bed snuggling next to you and the kids sounded like heaven right now.

“I’m homeeee,” she muttered out of practiced tradition. Though it was much quieter today, for she figured everyone was already sleeping.

“Mom is home!”

“Mom!”

In an instant, both her son and daughter were suddenly right there in her arms, and she just barely balanced herself from falling. It was only now that she realized all the lights were still on, and both her kids were very much wide awake.

She looked down at the kids in concern, questioning, “Why are you two doing still up—”

“My loves, you two left the food still frying! It might burn!”

With two collective gasps, both kids rushed back into the kitchen where your voice came from. Keqing took a moment to breathe in the air—the smell of her favorite food cooked by the people she loved the most.

The sounds of you lecturing the kids about cooking was heard from the kitchen before you could even welcome your wife home. And yet, Keqing stood there, watching you talk about cooking shrimp as she herself fell in love with you all over again.

Hm. Maybe she should listen to Ningguang more often.

[help-an-alter]

Hello again! I'm here to ask for some names and pronouns for a fragment of ours.

The themes she relates to are : revenge, murder, doctors, crime, betrayal, the colour black, violent gifts (such as gifting someone a dead body or body parts), weddings, the colour red, ect

She prefers more feminine or neutral names too!

Thanks

- 🦋🐛

hello! i hope this can help them!

names: veil, stain, vengeance, vendetta, erynis, adrestia, lilith, nemesis, rue, maya, medusa, ophelia, nyx, raven, thorn(e), wrath, alecto, medea, fury, vera, ariadne, calamity, thalassa, vendora, calypso, deidre, mallory, eris, delilah, eerie, azrael, crimson, cadaver, vapor, smoke, ripper, ghost, sin, static

pronouns: gut/guts/gutself, rot/rots/rotself, flesh/flesh/fleshself, re/ven/revengeself, mur/der/murderself, syr/rin/syringeself, red/reds/redself, blood/bloods/bloodself (alt. bleed), wed/weds/weddingself, veil/veils/veilself, stain/stains/stainself, bet/ray/betrayself, som/bre/sombreself, wither/withers/witherself, dae/daem/daeself, nyc/nycto/nyctoself

[lost-wishing-official]

i was in a doodle mood tonight (don’t ask me what pride flag that is because i don’t know)

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[wouldtheybecomeafearavatar]

Would This Anon from the Tea And Secrets confession blog be an avatar of the web?

https://www.tumblr.com/tea-and-secrets/751737213509926912/three-years-back-i-created-13-alternate-accounts?source=share

O_O Why would someone do this to themself?

[fictionkinfessions]

I cannot be kinsidering Nobody. Guys how did i get here. I miss my wife.

-Nobody (#🍌🦋)

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[lost-wishing-official]

area conversation 1

kamiyama field — ☁️ 🪻 — shisoka kumo and ono ryoko

☁️: oh— ono-san, are you staying for lunch?

🪻: not today, sadly.. i’ve got to get to the library.

☁️: oh, that reminds me. i’ve got a test coming up, do you have any studying tips?

🪻: studying tips?

🪻: (that’s unusual coming from kumo…)

🪻: well, i like to rewrite chapters of the textbook in my own words… i make flashcards to help me memorize as well!

…

☁️: maybe failing wouldn’t be so bad…

🪻: what’s that supposed to mean?!