#MoonFestival

[twincrystalsz]

Happiness under the moonlight 🐇🌕🌸🐇

[sikfankitchen]

Matcha & Strawberry "Snowskin Mooncakes" with Custard & Strawberries Filling Recipe 🍓🍵🥮

[isaacspellman]

Can the moon be mine? 🌕

If I look upon the sky now Is it the same moon we’re looking at? The golden sphere that shine lights on my face Not in the same place My dazzling gaze

If the moon were mine I’ll never let go Never let it hide in the shadows Always be bright Always be full And always have light

[maotu999]

中秋快樂～

[lesdupont]

13 Moons is on the HIROSHIMA 10 TRACKS (DIGITAL LP) 2007 LYS 006

[naomiwielant]

Happy Mid-Autumn festival!!!

[suprememastertv]

🌕 Celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival with compassion and kindness! 🐾🌱 Wishing our lovely viewers a Happy Mid-Autumn Festival as we embrace the spirit of veganism, showing love for animals on this auspicious occasion. Let's shine a light on cruelty-free choices this festive season. 🌟🌱🌕"

🌿 Be Vegan, Make Peace 🕊 Do Good Deeds 💗

SupremeMasterTV.com

[bluebuzzybug]

zhong qiu jie kuai le! 中秋节快乐🌕🏮 #zhongqiujie #中秋节快乐 #midautumn #midautumnfestival #mooncake #mooncakefestival #moonfestival #festival #moon #autumn #reunion #fullmoon #instamood #instapost # https://www.instagram.com/p/CiVFZ38JIa5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[otakurobincandy]

Yumetwins Magical Moon Festival September 2022 box. *Yumetwins Exclusive Rilakkuma Dango Plushie* ~ I love this plush, I love Rilakkuma so a perfect combination. It's really short and I like the shape of it as I can definitely place it inbetween my other plushies. *Rilakkuma Rabbit Candy Bottle* ^ this one really excited me. I was literally looking up cute jars to put stuff on my desk. I'm going to keep it with candy for thr moment to offer to my friends whenever they are over. *BT21 Cooky Magnetic Cable Wrap* ~ not a huge BTS fan, but I do enjoy BT21 characters. I love hoe this wrap is magnetic instead of the velcro ones I always see, cannot wait to use this when I pack my charger away for my next trip. *Mt. Fuji and the Moon Kawaii Sticky Notes* ~ I live for stationary and this one of the Moon and Mt. Fuji is so amazing cannot wait to stsrt using it. *Kawaii Kibry Japanese Pattern Starionary* Assortment ~ I was hoping I would get the the notebook so I could add it to my every growing collection for Kawaii notebooks! I love the simple yet elegant design for this one. #Yumetwins #yumetsukimi #Rilakkuma #kibry #Kawaii #Japan #mtfuji #korilakkuma #bt21 #cooky #moonfestival #cute #pink #cosplay #makeup #subscriptionbox #bunny #usagi #wig #glamnetic https://www.instagram.com/p/CjgK0jbrb5H/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[twincrystalsz]

Enjoying grilled corn while admiring the full moon 🌕🌽🐇

[sikfankitchen]

Traditional Mooncakes with Lotus Seed Paste & Salted Egg Yolks! 🥮

[fisherpeng]

2022/09/30 about: 𝙎𝙚𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 九月依然是在忙碌中度過，也非常錯愕，怎麼已經十月了😱 整月基本上都在上班和跑診所中度過，腸胃的不舒服、經期亂掉，都讓我非常沮喪。相較以前的工作忙碌加班，現在的忙與壓力，雖然會造成心理負擔，但另一方面卻是心懷感激地接受挑戰！但還是希望能早日找到舒展高壓壓力的方式（哭） 🧚‍♂️ 𝐀𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐘𝐨𝐠𝐚 學習空瑜已經過了一年，默默地也完成了50堂課（這數字有點驚人）學習過程中，老師的引導是學生的定心丸，也是因為如此，我才能堅持到現在！學習空瑜的原因有很多，會在某天細細回味發文，我想生活從此也無法離開空瑜了🚀 🏠 𝐕𝐢𝐞𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 九月另個大挑戰就是看房！雖然買不起，但還是鼓起勇氣約了房仲😂 考量到明年的大計畫，不管是租屋還是買房，都得先從約房仲開始。其中看到非常喜歡的物件，看出去的景觀超超超好，回家和放假時，眺望遠景會心情很好的那種程度！雖然沒錢買，但現在至少知道車位的價位，所以當有奇怪價位時，我還是可以發現的唷😌 🐕 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐏𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐲 發現Puffy出沒在青埔時，立馬聯繫主人出發見面（可怕的迷妹）Puffy真是個貪心又著迷貓咪的癡漢女孩，還被我錄到癡漢笑，謝謝竹竹讓我與狗兒見面❤️‍🔥 🔌 𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 每到中秋節或連假時，社區鄰居組是會烤肉，每天都被熏到餓，所以某天晚上，我們跑去全Ｏ電子衝動購物，不忍說還真的太衝動，買到非常不給力的電烤盤呢，烤超久才熟😶‍🌫️（使用完後，就被我們束之高閣） 🥮 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐅𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥 完全忘記去年中秋節在幹嘛，但今年過得很有儀式感！連房東都驚喜送上兩顆柚子！除了去吃銅板烤肉外，還自己烤肉，今年挑戰柚子盅，皮很厚肉很少，好險是甜的🥳 如果某天離開這邊，我真的會有點想念房東，滿滿的人情味😭 🛒 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 比起逛街，我更喜歡逛超市，以前覺得家樂福沒有很好逛，但發現內壢家樂福非常厲害！看到很多烏龍麵和冷凍麵類整個很興奮，只好不顧旁人眼光合照！而且喜歡喝的果汁只有在家樂福才能買到，所以每隔一段時間都要遠征家樂福🔍（雖然我還是比較喜歡全聯，因為在隔壁） 💻 𝐄𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐥 𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 九月的另個挑戰，因為我的excel能力爛到一個不行，趕快安排時間請主管來授課。才上第一堂就覺得腦容量不夠用，函式真的好難漚漚漚😭但理解背後的操作原理，真的打從心底，覺得使用函式好用多了，希望10月後，我變成橫著走路的excel小天才🦀💨💨💨 🎙 𝐏𝐨𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬 感謝兩位！又受邀參加廣播，沒想到又聊到欲罷不能，默默分成兩集😂（雖然聽說最後這兩集因為收音太差所以夭折.......） 👋 𝐁𝐲𝐞-𝐛𝐲𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐫 雖然九月非常忙碌，但還是抽時間來主辦歡送會。雖然各種事還是讓我很不爽，讓我一度不想辦歡送會了😂 沒想到歡送會當天，唯一哭的人是我哈哈哈哈，相處快兩年，也默默產生習慣感，習慣有人很吵、有人不斷出錯、有人每天幫忙訂餐，好啦，最後還是想說挺捨不得你，但真的要讓你去其他地方磨練職場禮儀、學習如何團體合作囉🤜🤛 #diary #2022 #September #arerialyoga #whereisourhouse #puffyispuffy #electricgriddle #moonfestival #carredour #excelclass #podcasts #byebyegoodluck #myfab🐟🐝 #fisherslifeishardbuticanhandleit (at September) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjdbC3JvN2-/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[helloescapist]

For the Year to Come | Tamaki Amajiki

Word Count: 1492?

Setting: tamaki amajiki x gn!reader, pining

Content Warning(s): SFW, fluff

Summary: with U.A. a buzz with tsukimi so close, you find yourself with a helper in the kitchen as you prepare for the festival.

A/N: I adore this time of year, and the moonfestivals throughout the countries. Expect to see a few themed, fluff shorts this week inspired by the moon.

[image is not mine!]

Steam rolled off of pots, waves of decadent scents filled the small dorm kitchen. Kabocha rested under the air, nestled against the side of the kitchen. Warmed by the stove, the resting of dough, and produce awaiting care. The fold of noodles having dusted amongst your fingers, rested on hangers.

Set to rest for a moment, the fold of vegetables, under the sharp blade of a knife. Crisp and fresh, worthy of any producer. The smile of a hum tucked upon your lips as your fingertips tucked under your knuckles. Carefully pinning nappa cabbage against the cutting board. Your dominant hand wielding the butcher’s blade as you delicately threaded the sharp edge against the cabbage. Crips and tangy, the touch of salt against its diced leaves. Vivid green, lovely under the kitchen lights. Ingredients compiled, and procured from all the shopping districts in the area. Proof of the dedication the U.A. students and faculty had placed into securing their supplies. Despite the threat the League of Villains had posed, obviously significant enough to have drawn the entirety of the student body into onsite dormitories, the students and staff had resolved themselves to live life normally. In a way, it was verification of how resilient your class was, and the upcoming generation of heroes. Their resilience gifting you an inner strength to endure time spent away from home, encouraged you in the difficult times, and because of this, you had offered yourself up. Volunteered to do a majority of the cooking for the upcoming tsukimi festivities. Reassured it would be no trouble, you were more than familiar with the basics of cooking from your family having instilled long time traditions at home, and over the years, and while there were a few other students who stopped by, and offered their assistance as time went on, the majority had taken pride in preparing for other activities. Games across the school grounds, decorating, and preparing offerings except for one student, who had been known to peek in periodically. Shyly standing as though a phantom at the door, peeking around the trim of the kitchen entrance before scurrying off, just to inevitably return to peek into the humble kitchen.

                The first time Amajiki had wandered to this area of the dormitories, you ahd wondered if he was perhaps hungry, or in need of snacks. It wouldn’t have been entirely unreasonable, his quirk after all required quite the hefty stock, and for all the time you had been in the kitchen, the upper classman had not nibbled on anything. Regardless of how you insisted. Your offer having drawn the red to his cheeks, the tremble of his small elven ears, as his eyes surveyed the kitchen before releasing a squeak of a vowel you could not comprehend, slurred as he turned on his heel, and dove for the safety of his own private dorm. The interaction having drawn your curiosity, as to why he had wandered in the area in the first place. If perhaps, senpai was embarrassed to be caught hungry—you, yourself had been on the receiving end of a deceitful tummy growl in class. Though, you were beginning to suspect that it was not in fact his stomach that had drawn him to the kitchen. The pressure of his eyes peeking over the door frame, the wiggle of his nose, caught on the warm scents that illuminated from steaming pots. The tremble of his eyes when you had peeked behind your shoulder, anxious to feel someone’s else upon your back. Weary of a threat, only revealed to be the hero-to-be Suneater, or at least, you assumed so. The rush of his fleeing state leaving only the small tip of his pointed ears, and sway of his blueberry hair in your sights.  The third time, you steeled yourself to the eyes that traced your back. Fought back the anxiety that wiggled your bones and brought the blush to your cheekbones… shooed away any frightful fantasies. Reprimanded yourself for the brief thought that perhaps, he wanted to see you. No, no, no! shame on you, you scolded yourself as you waved your ladle in the smoke of the kitchen. As though you were exorcising such wishful thoughts from your crush-stricken brain. No, in all your time of knowing the upper classmen, you wore more than aware that… it was likely the excitement of setting up other events weather card games, or decorating with the ikebana displays had likely been too loud eventful for the quiet boy. Though his social aversion was evident, you had also noticed that when the opportunity arose, his kindness often broke through the cracks of nervousness and self-inflicted worries. He was sweet, and thoughtful, in the way he defended others on the battle field. His self-sacrifice and willingness to stand his ground—ah, it was likely the elven-eared boy was working up the courage to ask if you needed any assistance. Wishing to assist within his means.

                The roll of steam fluttered across your brow, tinted your cheeks as the all too familiar graze across your shoulders caught upon your heightened senses once again. Resisted the urge to giggle at his cute antics. The light step of his shoes tapped against the tile of the floor, his house shoes snug. Utilizing the sheen of the steel cover removed from steamed bok choy, you allowed yourself to peek at his obscured reflection in the cookware. A look of melancholy rolled across his expression, his eyes once again dusted over the ingredients, unsure of their importance. The red, the heat of the kitchen you told yourself touched upon the tip of his ears before his deep-set eyes found your reflection. His shoulders arched, and high, far too aware of how he had been caught. The turn of his heel, quick to flee once more denied swiftly as you caught the edge of his sweater. How cute he looked removed from his school uniform, snuggled into layers. “A-Amajiki-senpai, would, would you mind helping me?” You requested. Unsure if your request was far too demanding, or whether it was the reassurance he needed to bridge communication. The warmth of the night sky that stretched across the mid-evening met your own. Shyly gazing your reaction before drifting to the gaze of your fingers intertwined in his sweater. The fumble of apologies as you withdrew your fingers from his side.

Amajiki--- ah, no, he had said you could refer to him as Tamaki. Although the nervous shatter of his voice had you questioning if he was sincere, or rather, it was a forced attempt to be friendly when he was horribly uncomfortable. Oh you prayed it wasn’t the alternative. Numbly fumbled his name each time you spoke it. Basked in the appearance of Ama—Tamaki-senpai with a half apron tied at his hips. Shy to ask you questions regarding your ingredients. Little things, such as if you wanted the kabocha only washed, or fully sliced. Whether the noodles prepared were for udon or soba—nodded his understanding when you had resolved to make both. wanting to avoid a dispute amongst your classmates. How eagerly he navigated the kitchen, securing you ingredients as you requested them. The shy smile tucked at the corner of his lips, warm and soothing. Encouraged by your praise, and happy to be at your side. Flustered in the way he found himself leaning into your shoulder, nervous to answer your coos to try the broth. Panicked of the way you offered to feed him the sample while he folded the mochi dough, but most of all, it was the way that you tended to the stock. Drawn into ensuring the balance of dashi was perfect, and the miso glaze dressed across the simmered squash, when you had peeked over your shoulder.

                The ends of his hair had been pinned back with bobby pins, allowing you the rare opportunity to memorize his delicate features. The porcelain tone of his skin flushed against the heat of the kitchen. The rumble of pots teasing the tremble of your heart. The blush as his hair every reminiscent of an indigo bunting bird, and just as beautiful as its feathers carefully pinned to the side. His eyelashes, long and doll like. The almond cut of his eyes, appraised at the dough caught between his long fingers. The upper classman’s touch delicate as he molded the dough meticulously. Caught between the delicate pinch of his fingers. Rolled carefully and skillfully as though he had practiced the motions… no, you felt confident he had practiced this, maybe throughout his youth. The shy smile that found his face before lifting up the mochi for you to see. A small white plush bunny revealed between his fingers. Timid in the way he peeked down at it, and back at you, whispered, “F-for you.”

[thejournalmylife]

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[chanminghk]

祝大家中秋佳節快樂！幸福 快樂 美滿！

#中秋節#MidAutumnFestival#MoonFestival

[mystery1623]

#MoonFestival