#Tales of Food

[miloicy]

hi user miloicy. i want to play a game (im being held at gunpoint)

i want you to draw harbin fried pork and jade leech as maid catboys. what are they doing? i have no idea. go wild with it. im giving you free reign. it could be completely wholesome. or it could be downright despicable.... go wild with it

ps. keep your doors locked. i know you have a food soul i want..........

got way too into them committing catboy crimes so have 2 instead (hope this appeases your gunner)

"despicable"... did you imagine something else instead? something that involves MINIONS??? truly despicable.

haha bro's in my walls. i know youre here, waiting to steal crabby. it was on a whim that he came home, believe me. the spirit of crab truly lives on through my gacha luck

[yanderelovlies]

So I've been playing this game called "The Tale of Food". The title might sound silly or odd, but it's a good Gatcha game.

You play as the Master of Kongsang (male or female) who, after a defeat from an unknown enemy, sets out to gather all the lost soul foods to bring peace back to Kongsang.

The game is only a few months old, but I've grown to really like it. It think later down the line, they are gonna make a romance aspect, but as it stands right now, it's more Fire Embelm Heros. Though it does have a little bit of Genshin aspects such as unlocked voice lines and background story, the higher the heart level you have with them. They are also starting to release costumes for characters.

However, the reason why I'm bringing this up is because 1. I love sharing my interests with everyone. 2. This man right here

His name is Shredded Jerky (I don't think the food souls have actually names), and not only his he is my favorite character, but he has Yandere potential.

He is a shadow puppeteer whose puppets seem to be alive. They don't speak, but show an aray of emotions with their actions. He says he is the one controlling them, but I think that's only part truth.

My theory is that his puppets are souls of people he has met. I'm not sure if he tricked them or their life was coming to an end, and they wanted to continue living. So he turned them into one of his shadow puppets that he travels and performs with.

Now hear me out. If he was Yandere, he wouldnt have a problem Turing people he doesn't like into puppets. Not only does it increase the puppets he has. but it's to keep you safe. The way that man was looking at you? He couldn't take chances. He is also very good at hiding it. You would realize people around started disappearing left and right until it was too late.

He would charm you with his silver tougne so you would never see him as a danger. Only as a good friend or possibly more. If you were close to your family, he wouldn't harm them. Just use his charm to keep you away.

"Oh, love It's dangerous to travel so far. With all the rampant corrupted food souls. How about we stay in here and enjoy each other's company instead, hm? Look, I even got a new puppet."

He is also a very touch starved. Before he met you, he kept everyone at arms length. He felt he couldn't afford attachment till he met you. Now he wants all your willing to give, and can't get enough of it.

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anyway 👀 that is my thoughts and opinions. I would love to talk about it more if anyone is interested. Also! if you decided to pick up the game, let me know! we can add each other!

[wistyisasleep]

I saw this character in a dialogue scene

And he reminded me of someone

After countless minutes of zoning out it came to me, you know who I see in this man

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THIS MOTHERFUCKER

[bluekitsune]

玻璃魷魚

[kangen-wanshi]

Waiting for Baizhu and Noctis, I'm collecting new set of husbands

[stra-wberryorange]

Meh I start my acc like this, Geely cult I guess (gotta color later uzjajejzj)

[silver-leviet]

So, I decided to play Tales of Food since they release the global version.

Lmao, I feel like I betrayed my husbento with their own alternative-self.

Laziji need to step up his game, because my heart is being pulled by Yangzhou.

On a side note, Peking Duck- I mean Yipin is such a mood.

[toyastales]

Breakfast Platter

[teatimecontea]

Who would have thought I’d get lucky in this game. Lol.

[phykoha]

2/?? prev|next Boys will be bugs, right?

Sparring usually helps Raph get his aggression out... Ghost thinks it's weird how he didn't accept the offer this time... Perhaps that wasn't the right thing to say.

@amevello-blue

[giantkillerjack]

Me: hm, I want something to put on the TV as background noise... Huh. Looks like YouTube is recommending something called The Last Unicorn. That's perfect, it's probably some old shitty animation that has aged poorly! I can watch it ironically!

Me, 2 hours later as the credits roll: *crying, cheering, buying the book, composing the songs*

Me, 2 weeks later: So I have compiled all of the quotes from the book that I think could make good tattoos, and also, HOW HAVE I NEVER LEARNED ABOUT HOW THE LAST UNICORN FUCKING SLAPS??? This gay-ass little fairytale fed my soul! Watered my crops! Transed my gender! Can't believe I heard of this story from youtube recommendations, of all places!!

[life-imitates-art-far-more]

Gabriel Ferrier (1847-1914) "Little Red Hiding Hood"

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 74

When a new black-haired blue-eyed person appeared in the manor, one could easily be forgiven for thinking that Bruce’s adoption problem had struck again. So color many a batkid surprised that no, this kid isn’t a new sibling, no he didn’t get grabbed from the street, and actually he’s here for Alfred. Apparently Alfred never found it important to mentioned that he has a husband- that the kid kind of implies isn’t human what with the casual way he says he himself is half human- and that this kid is apparently their child. For once it’s Bruce’s turn to come home to a surprise sibling. 

Danny on the other hand just learned that his Clockpa has a semi-mortal partner who has offered to take him in, (in another dimension even! And there’s aliens!!) while the ancient takes care of some stuff at home. And yeah it’s in a rich-manor but Sam has proved that not all rich people are evil, and based off of Mr Pennyworth’s stories the Waynes weren’t bad either. Though based off of the others’ reactions perhaps he should wait to mention that there wasn’t one new family member but three…

[phantomsies]

grown woman • r. sukuna

📝: modern au, black fem!reader (she’s in her 30’s), alcohol use, missionary, oral sex (f. receiving), choking, cumshot, subby-ish sukuna, spit play

wc: 2.2K

📃: I’m still struggling to get back used to tumblr so I’m gonna be a lil slow posting. It’ll also be on patreon as well and hopefully, it doesn’t get flagged!

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a subtle touch, a gentle kiss..a slight nudge of the nose to the neck. It was all of the small movements that made him tick. Even the slightest bit of movement sent his heart into a fit of flutters. Honestly, it wasn’t anything to be ashamed of either..for he was simply a man in love. Unapologetically and unconditionally. Some would even credit you solely for his change in demeanor…from a slick, smooth talking womanizer who couldn’t even spell love. To the shameless romantic with enough passion to fuel the entire planet. Hell, if you let him tell it, the world didn’t even start spinning and the sun never shined until you came around. In essence, you changed his life!..and quite frankly, his image as well.

Ryomen Sukuna was known for many things throughout his life but being a monotonous, adoring homebody was not one of them! No longer were the days of club hopping and late night hookups…wandering home with whatever girl piqued his interest for the night and taking out all of his unbridled sexual frustration on her. In an even more callous move, she was out before the sun even rose and her name was irrelevant. He’d come to work with the same charming, fun disposition as if he hadn’t ruined another girl’s perception of love and healthy relationships. It was all a part of the game as far as he was concerned. So naturally, when you entered his life over a year and a half ago..never would this man have imagined that he’d be standing in the kitchen of a shared condo; towel draped over his bare shoulder as he stirred a pot of homemade sauce to serve with the dinner he’d prepared for you. Domesticated like an animal that had once roamed the streets mindlessly..now, spending his Saturday nights drinking wine with R&B reverberating through the speakers of a mounted flat screen. It was the after effects of dealing with a grown woman, after all. Firm in what you wanted, even more steadfast in what you wouldn’t tolerate and what he could do if the rules didn’t suit his fancy. However, him walking out of the door was the least of your worries now. Especially when you had him reeled in so closely.

“Mmmph..damn.”

the gesture catching his attention as you sat adjacent to him on the couch. Long, slender brown legs crossed as you nursed your own glass of Sauvignon. It was your third one of the evening and it was certainly taking its toll. So much so, your appetite had completely shifted from what was being prepared…

“Don’t worry. The food’s almost done..just finishing up a few things.”

to the one who had so graciously concocted the meal! Make no mistake, Ryo’s cooking was nothing short of a divine dining experience. But the carbonara wasn’t the only thing you were in the mood to slurp on! See, he could appreciate your honesty for the things you desired. How you weren’t shy or bashful about your needs. So long had he been the one controlling the narrative..making the decisions and sadly, trampling all over the women in his life because they made it easy to do so. But you weren’t any of them and that fact was reinstilled each time you two were alone. (Y/N) had finally grown tiresome of quelling your urges and set the cogs in motion so that this evening could truly end the way you both hoped for. You’d been hiding your time, watching him move around from the stove to the fridge, bringing you tiny samples in between and even halting momentarily to steal an influx of kisses. He’d been fantasizing about spreading you out on that table but with growth came reservation and he always waited for you to initiate things now. Twirling him around and moving him as if he were your puppet and like the helpless lover boy he’d transformed into, Ryo followed!

“Actually…why don’t you turn that off? I’ve got something better..” Instead of preparing plates, he was summoned by the wave of a finger..decorated with French tips and the sight of your fur lined robe slightly ajar from you pulling it open. “Oh, is that right? So watching me sweat over that stove was just for your amusement then, huh?” You immediately sensed the sarcasm in that deep voice of his and that toothy, foolish grin on his face gave away any hint of annoyance. As he drew closer, your legs spread further apart and you’d welcome him in between with no hesitation. Cackling as your lips connected into sloppy tongue kisses and those nimble hands cupped his face. Those large tattooed hands wasting no time in groping you subtly as they roamed your exposed skin.

“More like for my pleasure. Now shut up and come eat this pussy..”

his sharp eyes would cut at you, followed by a chuckle as that frame towered over you. Both of his hands and arms resting by your side like two giant pillars.

“And since when did you start telling me what the fuck to do? You know I don’t take orders from anyone.” But if Ryomen knew one fact..it was that you weren’t these other little girls he was used to fooling around with! You’d put him in his place and he’d stay there if he knew what was good for him. Quiet as it was kept, he loved the shit! Something about being bossed around by a woman who was a fraction of his size made him illicit feelings he shouldn’t have. Sitting cross armed with seemingly not a care in the world, (y/n) raised your leg..only to place it atop his shoulder blade and pressed down until that six foot five frame sank to its knees.

“Yet here you are…doing..exactly what the fuck I told you.” Honestly, that snarky tone would’ve gotten anyone else slung across the room. But not you..he graciously accepted those demands and got to work. The tension was mounting and veins began to protrude from his forehead. Without a single moment of haste, Ryo aggressively tugged your panties to the left side and out of his way..allowing him to delve into your center. Leaving sloppy, full licks all over your wet folds, suckling roughly on your clit and clawing his fingers into your thighs in the event you tried to scoot away from him. It didn’t take long before a trail of saliva and delicious cream began to trickle down to your most sensitive areas.

“Ugh!—fuck..yeah, good boy. You know what I need.”

your words seemed to have elicited a response out of him; a half verbal one that caused him to loudly grunt and follow it with a hard slap to your thigh. Eventually, your legs began to tremble and the sensation reverberated throughout your entire body. “You better be lucky you taste so goddamn good..I shouldn’t give you shit.” “Mmmhm. I hear you…”

Meanwhile, your digits scoured his hair..guiding his head along. Your legs were resting idly on Ryo’s shoulder and still rattling when you’d feel your throat constrict. Those large hands coiled around your neck and he’d squeeze lightly just to add to your mounting pleasure. Those calculated movements would only continue to grow increasingly more aggressive and euphoric. By the time he came up for a semblance of air, you’d coated your boyfriend’s face in a veil of sticky warmth. (Y/N) clawed at his forearm, but to no avail. He’d finally gotten you within his clutches..just as that orgasm drew near. Just as your entrance began to contract around his middle and index fingers whilst they worked inside of you. And just as you were about to release, he’d rise to his feet and hover over you. Burrowing his knees into the couch cushion and positioning himself between those parted legs. With a deviant scowl on his face and in one fell swoop, Ryo tugged at the elastic waistband of his Nike sweats; bringing them to the floor and his stiff cock from their confines. It was seeping..the tip puddling with precum and aching to be nestled balls deep inside of you.

“Look at you..about to pass out. How cute.”

“But I’m not. So fuck me until I do..”

however, rather than being greeted with frail whimpers and pleas for mercy, (y/n) returned that smile with your tongue dangling from your mouth and commands to do his worst! ”You got a lot of fucking mouth, y’know that? Talk that shit with this dick inside of you. I’d love to hear that.”

Those freshly shaven lips were tapped with that pulsating cock head before it found its way between those silky walls.. and quite possibly his kryptonite!..only fitting about three solid inches before he’d begin to buckle. Frustration truly began to set in when he realized your reaction didn’t mirror his own and instead of being met with the sight of hands pawing at his abs, those acrylics rested on your clit and began to trace circles. Your tits sitting upright as you peered down to see how far he’d got in.

“And you really think that’s enough to shut me up? C’mon, baby. You can do better than that.”

it was always him..always him talking and guiding his sexual partners through the sessions. It was always him who was vocal and demanding the next move..but you’d once again flipped all those notions onto their heads! Tightening that force against your throat, Ryo sought to prove himself. Starting out with only a couple slow strokes before drilling into you full fledge. Loud smacking noises from colliding flesh filled the room and with that hulking frame towering over you, he’d try his best to get you to break! Feeding you long, deep and impactful thrusts..interchanging fingers from your throat to your mouth and even pressing into your stomach to feel his own imprint.

Anything to garner dominance..but it was you with the upper hand. Even with that deranged simper stretching from ear to ear, (y/n) still egged him on. Despite tears trickling down your face and that fresh silk press becoming disheveled. Your toes curled midair as they remained on his chiseled pecs..limbs flailing about and your screams added to the chorus of chaotic noises. Your juices began to puddle and a sheath of white leaked from that tight hole. In that moment, he’d glance up to see only the whites of your eyes and thought it was a golden opportunity.

“Yeah..I knew it. Knew you couldn’t handle—“ “Yes, baby! Give it to me..make this pussy come!..make me nut on that fucking dick..” But condition aside, you’d laugh and become joyous at the sight of his roughness. Opening your jaws graciously for slaps and trails of spit. Taking every inch as if it were nothing…even when you’d begin to squirt and dampen those abs. He’d expected you to cower down and eventually tap out, like all the others before you. That he would be the top dog at the end of this little rendezvous. But when he felt that pulsation of his own climax nearing, Ryomen began to panic. Doubling down on his hard strokes, his pace and movements becoming erratic and the onset fear that he’d be coming in a shorter duration than he ever had!..it was too much..and yet again, in another move for control, (y/n) made the final call.

“Pull out..I want it on my face..” too spent and quite frankly, too enamored to fight back, the all mighty Ryomen Sukuna..notorious playboy turned pathetic fuck toy..retracted and allowed you to do as you wished. Leaning up, you’d wrap those nimble hands around his shaft and make jerking motions until that warm splatter of cum rain down on your mouth, tits and pretty features. “G’ahh! F-fuck..I’m coming!—“ “I know, baby. I know..give it all to me. Let me drain you..”

All with a toothy grin and that maniacal cackle as you licked up the remnants. But not before ushering him in for another kiss.

“Thank you, daddy..just what I needed. See, you can follow directions.”

It was at that exact moment that the epiphany crossed his mind. And all Ryo could do was burst into laughter. No more were his days of mindless control and having his way..he was a changed man. Who was fucking with a grown woman!

[yanderelovlies]

Case and point everyone

So I've been playing this game called "The Tale of Food". The title might sound silly or odd, but it's a good Gatcha game.

You play as the Master of Kongsang (male or female) who, after a defeat from an unknown enemy, sets out to gather all the lost soul foods to bring peace back to Kongsang.

The game is only a few months old, but I've grown to really like it. It think later down the line, they are gonna make a romance aspect, but as it stands right now, it's more Fire Embelm Heros. Though it does have a little bit of Genshin aspects such as unlocked voice lines and background story, the higher the heart level you have with them. They are also starting to release costumes for characters.

However, the reason why I'm bringing this up is because 1. I love sharing my interests with everyone. 2. This man right here

His name is Shredded Jerky (I don't think the food souls have actually names), and not only his he is my favorite character, but he has Yandere potential.

He is a shadow puppeteer whose puppets seem to be alive. They don't speak, but show an aray of emotions with their actions. He says he is the one controlling them, but I think that's only part truth.

My theory is that his puppets are souls of people he has met. I'm not sure if he tricked them or their life was coming to an end, and they wanted to continue living. So he turned them into one of his shadow puppets that he travels and performs with.

Now hear me out. If he was Yandere, he wouldnt have a problem Turing people he doesn't like into puppets. Not only does it increase the puppets he has. but it's to keep you safe. The way that man was looking at you? He couldn't take chances. He is also very good at hiding it. You would realize people around started disappearing left and right until it was too late.

He would charm you with his silver tougne so you would never see him as a danger. Only as a good friend or possibly more. If you were close to your family, he wouldn't harm them. Just use his charm to keep you away.

"Oh, love It's dangerous to travel so far. With all the rampant corrupted food souls. How about we stay in here and enjoy each other's company instead, hm? Look, I even got a new puppet."

He is also a very touch starved. Before he met you, he kept everyone at arms length. He felt he couldn't afford attachment till he met you. Now he wants all your willing to give, and can't get enough of it.

.

anyway 👀 that is my thoughts and opinions. I would love to talk about it more if anyone is interested. Also! if you decided to pick up the game, let me know! we can add each other!

[nottogetpoliticalbutwtfisoatmeal]

two kinds of chefs

guess which one has commercial experience