#daikon-sama

[nerdythangs]

He's known as Daikon-sama in our house, but I guess you can just call him a radish.

Sassy radishes 🥬

𝗏𝗂𝖺 mignonettetakespictures

[yuurei20]

Honorifics: Leona Kingscholar

Leona generally refers to the other students without honorifics, sometimes interspersed with his own nicknames for them.

I have not able to find a scene of Leona referring to Ace by name, and he might only ever call him ツ���ツン頭 (localized on EN as Spikey).

Leona will refer to Ortho by name and also "chibi," or "o-chibi-san."

Leona will refer to Jack by name and also 1年坊, which EN localizes as "frosh." He refers to Epel and Deuce by name.

Leona will refer to Sebek by name and also "wani-yarou." (The original request for this series came from someone looking for references for a fanfic, and I am not certain if the Japanese-language names are preferred 100% of the time or if it is okay to integrate English when the meaning is not obvious, so things are a little mixed together! "Wani" is crocodile, while "yarou" is an impolite word. It technically means close to the English word "guy" in a literal way, but it is used to insult people. Leona uses it a lot, but as there is not really an English-language equivalent, I have left it just as "yarou" in these screenshots!)

Leona refers to Riddle by name and also "akai-bocchan" (localized as "pampered little redhead" on EN).

Leona refers to Azul by name and also "tako-yarou," which EN localizes as "cephalopunk."

Leona refers to Ruggie, Floyd, Kalim, Jamil and Silver by name.

He will refer to Jade by name and has also called him "Azul lackey number one".

Leona typically refers to Trey by his name, though he does call him "Clover-kun" during Playfulland to tease him.

Leona also calls Vil by his name, calling him Vil-sama during an exasperating moment in an event. He calls Cater by his name.

Leona insults Rook several times during a vignette, calling him by his name but also "hunter-yarou," "mendokusai-yarou" (for something that is a hassle/obnoxious/troublesome) and "weirdo who doesn't understand what people say."

Leona will call Idia by his name but also "kaiware-daikon" (localized as radish sprout) and "nekura-yarou," for introvert.

Leona will call Lilia by his name but also calls him a name in an event that references how he will appear and disappear and is also an old man, all in one insult.

He also describes Lilia as a bat in a line where he refers to Malleus as "lizard." He also calls Malleus "lizard-yarou."

Leona also calls Malleus by his name and "Tsuno-yarou" (in reference to his horns, different from "Tsuno-tarou," used by the prefect).

Bonus: Leona will call Grim by his name, tanuki and also furball ("kedama"), which is the same way he introduces Cheka in Book 2.

[that-one-p00k1e]

Familiarity

Pairing: fem!reader x Muichiro

TW: none, OOC overall, fluff^^

Note: reader is 5 days younger than Mui

“Tokito-Sama, please hold still.”

“Your eyes look familiar.” Muichiro tilted his head again as you let out a light sigh, continuing to gently dab disinfectant on his cheek.

Logically, when a person enrolls as a demon hunter, their title would be a demon hunter itself. The same goes for a kakushi. They both have their own different roles to play, as well as different duties to fulfill. You, on the other hand, decided to take both responsibilities of both titles upon yourself.

People would think of that as an absurd decision. A tiring one, too. But the agonizing boredom that engulfs when no mission was around, made the idea of being an occasional kakushi not seem to be a bad option. Which explains your current position right now; face to face with the Mist Pillar, tending to his wounds from his recent mission.

“Have we met before?” his deep yet soft voice spoke up with curiosity.

“No, we have not, Tokito-Sama.” Your tone was put up with formality; keeping composure despite the untruth that came with it. As a demon hunter, you've been acquainted with Muichiro more than once. Either by accidentally bumping into him, walking past him during his cloud gazing sessions, or doing a friendly gesture by sharing food with him once in a while.

Although he was in a way higher rank than you; in terms of age, you were only 5 days younger than him. Thus, you wanted to take the opportunity to befriend someone of your age, considering most demon hunters as of now were around 16 and older. Moreover, you were bewildered the moment you found out about a Pillar that was only 14 years of age.

Despite the interactions you've made with him as a demon slayer, you never dared to do the same when taking your secondary role as a kakushi.

“Were you the one who gave me furofuki daikon?” he questioned further as he looked at you tending to his arm.

“I'm afraid I could not recall doing such a deed. You must’ve mistaken me for another kakushi, Tokito-Sama,” you replied calmly as you kept focused on healing his arm.

“No, not a kakushi. You were a demon hunter.”

And with that, your heart skipped a beat.

A kakushi have always had to keep their identities undercover; wearing a beanie-like hat to cover their head and hair, and a mask covering the back of their heads and half of their faces. Of course, wearing those complete attributes already made you feel safe.

But never did you expect Muichiro– a young boy with short term memory loss –out of all people, could easily suspect your true identity despite it being hidden.

“I don't understand what you mean, Tokito-Sama. I am a kakushi, not a demon slayer,” you continued further as you tried to keep composed and unfazed; a contrast to the rapid increase of your heart beat you felt inside.

“Your wounds are fully taken care of. There’ll be tea brought here for you soon, I shall take my leave.” You stood up from your kneeling position and quickly bowed your head, turning away to head for the exit before a hand suddenly pulled you down; bringing your eyes to meet with a pair of mint green ones.

In a matter of seconds, another hand tugged at the hem of your mask; pulling down the whole thing along with the hat as it revealed your whole face.

“I was right,” was all the culprit could mutter as he stared blankly into your eyes; only a few centimeters of distance between your faces. Immediately, pink sprawled across your face as you pulled back and looked away in embarrassment.

“Tokito-Sama, please refrain from doing such actions. And h-how come you remember me? No offense, but usually you easily forget things.”

“You just seem… familiar.” His words piqued your curiosity as you took a glance at his stoic face.

“Familiar? What do you mean?”

The young Pillar then raised his hand, pointing a finger at you.

“You… You keep showing up in my head.”

“... What?” you questioned as your brows furrowed in deeper confusion.

“Your face. It shows up in my head… a lot.”

That face of yours that once had a pink-tinted surface, rose to a warmer shade of red.

“In a good way or a bad way?"

“Don't know… What was your name again?”

“It- It’s not important. You should inform that issue to Kocho-Sama, maybe she'll know what's wrong,” you quickly spoke due to being flustered, as you immediately left and brushed it all off; not wanting to get your hopes up further.

Muichiro was then left alone with his thoughts; considering to talk to the Insect Pillar.

Bonus:

“My, my. Stuck in your head, you say?” a soft and gentle voice spoke in amusement.

The youngster then replied with a nod, not seeming to be expressing anything apparent.

“Let's see. How does your stomach feel when you see her in your head?”

“It feels… weird.. Like I'm getting tickled on the inside,” he stated with a blank expression.

“Well would you look at that. I think we'd better talk this out with Kanroji-San,” the woman with a purple butterfly hairpin stated with the same remaining smile; leading the young boy to head to the Love Pillar's residence.

[katsona-the-katsequel]

Cooking Is Heaven, Eating Is Hell

Today is Shinjiro's turn! Enjoy!

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"...Geez, why did I have to do this..."

"S-sorry Aragaki-senpai... agh! Ugh (cough, cough)."

"Y-Yukari-chan, are you okay?"

This is Yukari's private room in the dorm. Dressed in a cardigan over her pink pajamas, Yukari is coughing in pain as Fuuka gently strokes her back. Yukari had gone to Tartarus despite feeling unwell, and her cold had only gotten worse. Standing next to Yukari's bed was Mitsuru, who also looked worried, and Aragaki, who looked a little lost. In Aragaki's hands was a tray of steaming hot-looking food, the result of the "things like this" he had mentioned. It seemed that Mitsuru, who had worried about Yukari, had asked him to make the porridge that is the standard meal for sick people.

"Aragaki-senpai is really kind."

Yukari scooped up the dish, which at first glance looked like ordinary porridge, with a spoon and popped it into her mouth.

"What?! Oh well, it was just a whim. Don't worry about it. Just eat it."

In response to Fuuka's honest words, Aragaki simply said that and brusquely handed her the tray.

"Ugh, thank you. Cough..."

"How is it, Yukari-san?"

"It's so delicious! What is this, how did you make it? I can't believe it!"

Mitsuru asked with a motherly tone of concern, asking if it was too hot and if Yukari could swallow it properly, but right in front of her eyes Yukari's expression melted.

Yukari, who had looked distressed a moment ago, had instantly regained her strength and was now moving her hands and mouth with incredible vigor, and in no time at all the contents of the bowl had been emptied.

"Well, how do I do it... I just make whatever works. I thought normal porridge might not be nutritious enough, so I made Chinese-style milk porridge."

Aragaki said it was simple, but it's actually quite time-consuming. Garlic, ginger, and chopped green onions are fried thoroughly in sesame oil, and then rice and carrots and daikon radish cut into strips are added, followed by chicken stock. Then the lid is put on, and once it boils, the mixture is simmered on low heat for 30 to 40 minutes, being careful not to let it boil over. Once the rice is soft enough, milk is added, salt is added to taste, and the dish is ready. It contains carbohydrates and protein that boost the body's immune system, as well as vitamins A, B, and C, and beta-carotene, making it the perfect food for the sick.

Sanada and others had been saying for some time that Aragaki's cooking was on par with that of a professional, but when Yukari actually tasted the food, she was more impressed than she had imagined. Yukari honestly expressed her praise.

"There's no such thing as a proper answer! Aragaki-senpai is the best."

"You idiot... what an embarrassing thing to say..."

"Why are you being so humble? Food is the basis of being a human being. It's important. You can do that so well, Aragaki-senpai, it's admirable! I want the other guys to follow your example. As a person, you have to be able to cook at least a little."

Yukari's excited speech, which was non-stop, was suddenly halted.

"Wait a minute! J-Junpei? And everyone else?"

At the entrance to Yukari's room, the other dorm residents, that is, everyone who wasn't in the room, were gathered with Junpei at the head. Even Koromaru was peeking out from under Junpei's feet.

"What is going on?"

"Well, it smells so good that we just..." Sanada began to speak honestly, but Junpei cut him off with his whole body and pointed his finger at him.

"Yuka-tan... you made us angry!"

"Huh? Huh?"

"If you can't cook, you're not a human? You're a good cook, Takeba-sama, so that means we're not human, right?"

"N-no, I didn't mean that... And besides, it's true that Junpei can't cook properly."

At this, Junpei shook his finger from side to side.

"Not being able to cook is not the same as not wanting to cook, Yuka-tan. Besides, I'm not the only one you've hurt..."

Junpei theatrically covered his eyes with his hands as if to hold back tears.

"...Ah."

Mitsuru and Fuuka were standing beside the bed, their faces down, with a gloomy air around them. "N-No, um. I...I didn't mean to say that...Se-senpai? Fuuka?"

"Therefore!"

Junpei raised his head, which had been lowered, and declared in a loud voice, full of excitement.

"I challenge you to a cooking contest!"

"Huh?"

Thus, the first Iwatodai dormitory cooking championship was decided to be held.

"And so, I, Aigis, will be your host for today. How about you, commentator Amada-san?"

"...All of you must be bored."

"I see. So then, Mr. Aragaki, the chairman of the judges..."

"...Seriously, why am I in this situation..."

The day after Junpei's declaration, Yukari had fully recovered, and as it happened to be a Sunday, the cooking competition was finally held. Aragaki, who likely had the most sensitive palate among the group, was to be the chief judge, while Aigis, who had no sense of taste, was to act as MC. Amada was also encouraged to participate, but he turned them down, saying, "Why should I cook? What do you expect from an elementary school kid?" and took his seat as commentator. Everyone else was now both a participant and a judge.

At first, Mitsuru and Fuuka showed a complete refusal, but Junpei's sweet words, such as "It's like a festival" and "Everything is an experience," gradually softened their attitude, and finally, with a decisive word mentioning a certain person's name, "This is your chance to show off your skills to...", they were brainwashed, or rather persuaded, to participate in the cooking competition.

"Now, the competition will finally begin. First up, Yukari-san, please."

"Okay! Watch this, Junpei!"

The food that Yukari brought in high spirits was a wonderful dish that lived up to her confidence. It was a makunouchi bento that looked delicious. In addition to the standard side dishes of a makunouchi bento such as tamagoyaki (rolled omelette), grilled fish, and kamaboko (fish cake), it also contained Western-style side dishes such as small hamburger steaks and cheese chicken cutlets. Of course, the rice was formed into a cylindrical shape and topped with scattered black sesame seeds.

"Yeah, that's pretty good."

After taking a bite of the tamagoyaki, Yukari pumped her fist in response to Aragaki's evaluation, and the other members followed suit, one after the other reaching for their chopsticks.

"The grilled fish is marinated in Saikyo miso... nice job."

"Wow, the way you cut this kamaboko is intricate."

"Is Yukari already confirmed as the winner?"

Yukari said with a look of embarrassment and pride on her face as she received a constant stream of praise.

"Ah, but this time I have an unexpected rival... I'd like to try his food too."

The man in front of Yukari's eyes was the field leader who seemed to lack self-assertiveness, but from his face, which was only half visible due to his bangs, he seemed to exude a faint confidence that was not always there.

"Well then, let's continue."

At Aigis's urging, the second dish was brought out.

"Oh...!"

It was a clam and tomato pasta dish called Vongole in Rosso, which would not have seemed out of place in a small restaurant. The head judge, Aragaki, deftly wrapped the pasta around a fork and took a bite.

He put it in his mouth.

"The pasta is a little soft, but it passes the test."

"Let's have some too...oh, it's delicious!"

"Clams and tomatoes go really well together."

Surprisingly, he'd lost his parents at a young age and had been living alone for a long time, so his cooking skills were not bad at all. However, perhaps due to his simple personality, his cooking skills were limited to simple dishes such as pasta and rice bowls, which could be said to be a weakness.

"So, who's next?"

Aragaki, who had initially looked sour after being served one delicious dish after another, seemed to be in a good mood. A fun meal can really put people at ease. Perhaps Junpei had planned the cooking contest simply to try to close the gap between Aragaki and the other members, even if only a little. If that was the case, his intention was being fully achieved.

But that happy atmosphere didn't last long.

"What is this?"

"Um, well, ramen."

"It's instant noodles, isn't it?"

In front of Aragaki was a cup of instant noodles that you could prepare in three minutes by adding hot water. They were seafood flavored.

"No, it's a cup! I've got my own way of making it. I got inspired by Aragaki-senpai's milk porridge and made it with milk!" Aragaki made a disgusted face. The rest of the guys all looked disgusted as well.

"What? What? What's going on? It's really delicious!"

"Even if it's delicious... it's not food."

"Junpei, you are disqualified."

Aigis rang the bell next to her, somewhere.

"What?! No way..."

Junpei's shoulders slumped in disappointment. The only one who was there to see him was the field leader, who took a mouthful of the cup noodles and patted Junpei on the shoulder as if to say, "It's delicious, not bad at all."

"Next, Mitsuru-san, please."

Things were accelerating towards catastrophe.

"Duck confit with foie gras and truffles. All the ingredients were flown in from France."

Mitsuru held out a gorgeous silver plate with her chest puffed out, but sweat was running down her face. Staring at the food on the plate, Aragaki asked,

"Which one is the duck?"

"It's obviously t-that one."

"What's this black thing?"

"The truffles."

"And this black one?"

"Foie gras... I think."

"So, what about this black one?"

"Ummm... how about some leeks as a side dish?"

She didn't know what to say when asked that.

Aragaki was looking down with a wicked glint in his eyes and he spoke to Mitsuru in a low voice.

"It's all charcoal."

"Well, maybe I got the heat a little off. The ingredients are good. You have to try it..."

"Can you even eat this?! Next, next!"

He glanced over at Mitsuru, who looked as if the world was ending. The bell rang out from Aigis.

"I haven't done much cooking before. I wouldn't want to serve something weird, so I decided to copy Shinji's cooking."

Sanada's dish was a cloudy soup-like dish, apparently based on the milk porridge Aragaki had made the day before.

“If Junpei was going to take inspiration from Shinji’s cooking, he should have done it this way. Well, I do make some adjustments to my own recipes, too.”

Seeing Sanada already seeming triumphant, Aragaki replied with a wry smile.

"Hehe, Aki's cooking... You can't steal my style that easily."

"You won't know until you try it, right?"

"Okay, okay. Let's have it then."

He scooped up the porridge with a spoon, let it cool slightly, then brought it to his mouth. Then, after a moment,

*Bzzz*

Along with the strange sound, a milky liquid spurted out from Aragaki's nose and mouth.

"Wh-Wh-Wh-What is this?!"

"This is protein porridge that is higher in protein and lower in calories than milk...it's good for your muscles, right?"

"I can't eat that!"

"Finally, Fuuka-san, please."

Aigis said calmly as she rang the bell.

Then, 5 minutes later. An unearthly scream echoed from Gekkoukan Academy's Iwadodai branch dormitory. Police cars and ambulances were called to the scene after being notified by nearby residents, but they quickly left after finding no evidence of any crime. However, according to eyewitness testimony, the investigators and paramedics were all clutching their mouths and stomachs, looking as if they were about to vomit. No one was willing to talk about what terrible things happened that day.

"Listen guys! The key to cooking is the heat! And the salt! That's great, Junpei!"

"Y-yes!"

"And it's common sense, but don't put protein in your food! Got it, Aki!?"

"Oh, yeah, I get it."

"Hey, Yamagishi! Why did you add Tabasco in there? Don't add seasonings based on the color! Taste it! Taste it!"

"Y-yes!"

The day after the cooking contest, an impromptu cooking class was taking place in the dorm kitchen. If these guys' cooking skills were left unchecked, someone would eventually die. In fact, Aragaki, who had nearly died, demanded to give one-on-one cooking lessons to Junpei, Sanada, Mitsuru, and Fuuka.

"Why, why am I doing this..."

Despite their complaints, thanks to Aragaki's hard work and guidance, everyone's cooking was gradually improving to a level that was "edible."

"Hey, wait a minute, Mitsuru. If it starts to burn, take the frying pan off the heat... that's right. Just stay calm and it'll be fine."

"Yes, I understand."

Looking at Aragaki like that, Fuuka chuckled and said.

"After all, Aragaki-senpai is a kind person, isn't he?"

It's unclear whether her words reached him, but Aragaki continued to silently instruct them on cooking. However, it seemed as if a faint smile was floating on his face. Soon, perhaps having smelled the delicious aroma of cooking, Yukari and the others could be seen walking into the kitchen, also with smiles on their faces. As expected, a pleasant meal puts people at ease. It looked like tonight's dinner would also be a pleasant one.

And it was.

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Tag List: @kerto-p

[kyojurismo]

I don't know if I did this one before so sorry if I did but can I have headcanons of Obanai, Sanemi and Shinobu dating Giyuu Civilian one year younger sister? Like this girl is an absolute sweetheart and the popular one but despite that is so kind and loving especially to Giyuu and is one of the few that is able to make him smile, laugh and spoil? Also Giyuu Hella protective of her.

▸ ANSWERING. hello! actually yes you already requested something like this but since this ask is more specific i’m using it haha, no worries tho <3

▸ FANDOM. kimetsu no yaiba

▸ CHARACTERS. sanemi shinazugawa, obanai iguro & shinobu kocho x fem!reader

▸ RATING. sfw

▸ WARNINGS. giyu is here but i mainly focused on these three lol, fluff, making out, not proofread

giyu is 21 y/o, so are sanemi & obanai, while shinobu is 19 y/o, so that makes reader 20 years old in this (just doing the math, don’t mind me)

SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA

sanemi couldn’t stand your brother, but when he noticed you that one time tomioka took you to meet oyakata-sama

his gaze softened, yeah that sounds cliché but it’s true

you were like a little ray of sunshine

he approached you when you were alone

well, alone = without giyu

due to your personality you were pretty popular so you had a lot of friends

you always found time to take care of giyu, taking him to eat salmon daikon and basically spoil him

he’s always seen laughing and smiling when you’re around

giyu discovered about you two dating when you were wishing sanemi good luck before a mission and he almost passed out when he saw the wind hashira grab your face and kiss you passionately

he tried to convince you lo leave him because he thought sanemi was pretty reckless in battles and also his hot temper wasn’t one of his best qualities

but if you were happy he respected your decision, he just wanted to protect you after all

“sanemi is really sweet, giyu! don’t worry too much,” you smiled softly at him, reassuring your older brother

OBANAI IGURO

don’t ask me how you two got together

it just happened

literally, obanai grew so fond of you that he started being around you every moment

kaburamaru showed his interest for you and loved getting petted by you

“he don’t bite,” obanai said confidently, letting you hold his little friend

“yes he does!” here’s giyu to the rescue

[IT’S ALL TIKTOK FAULT BYE]

kaburamaru did in fact hissed at your brother, but because he wanted to keep getting petted by you

he was even more surprised when you two started dating

obanai took you eating, you two usually walked a lot together when he wasn’t busy with slayers duty, he also gifted you with cute hairpins and jewellery

he spoiled you ngl

he surprisingly started leaving tomioka alone so you won’t get upset at him

giyu accepted the fact that you loved him and that somehow he was the right one for you

SHINOBU KOCHO

shinobu found you interesting and there was something about you that drew her attention

it started as a friendship because at first you were clueless lol

but you discovered you actually liked her more than just a friend

“my little sister and the insect hashira were holding hands the whole time?” he stared at rengoku, his face white paled. “yes, they were! a very cute couple, i must say!” smiles widely unaware about giyu’s true feelings

dead shocked

but she’s a reliable and caring person

the fact that you two were dating was confirmed when giyu surprised you making out with shinobu not too far from his mansion

“you told me tomioka was on a mission, darling,” shinobu chuckled when she noticed how tensed up he seemed. “he was!”

i think that shinobu being your girlfriend didn’t took that much time to settle in his mind, she wasn’t too bad after all

he trusted her with you and noticed the way she acted when you were around

the bullying didn’t stop tho ):

but you made her promise to quit tormenting your brother

▸ BEFORE LEAVING. reblog and comments are super appreciated. shinobu’s part is a bit weak ngl, but i interrupted writing the whole piece multiple times due to being busy these days, so i apologise. thank you for reading !! ♡

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Topsy Turvy Days in Pomefiore

A Pomefiore full of characters I enjoy… 🤡 Can you tell this was the one I was most excited to write for–

Pspspspspps 👀 If you like the idea of Pomefiore!Leona (or at least Leona in the Pomefiore dorm uniform), read this one-shot!!

The Beautiful Queen, and her Spirit of Tenacity.

Leona Kingscholar…

… has an ear tugged by Vil and receives a stern lecture. “You won’t sully the good name of Pomefiore, Leona,” Vil nags, “you’ll tuck your shirt in and say ‘please’ and ‘thank you’. Act like the prince that you are, for heaven’s sake!” (Leona responds with an eye roll and a voice drenched with sarcasm. “Excuse me for my poor manners. I didn’t realize who’d died and made you Queen. Last I checked, you’re still playing pretend in your fancy get-ups. I don’t think you’re in any position to order me around.”)

He has no intention of upholding traditions or living up to any of Pomefiore’s rigorous standards for appearance (both in looks and in etiquette). Leona just pulls up and starts bossing others around like he owns the place. Of course, the Pomfiore students take offense to this sort of unrefined behavior—but their power and status dwarfs Leona’s, so, like well-drained show dogs, they begrudgingly follow his orders. (They grumble under their breaths about of “Vil-sama would never stoop so low!” and complain and gossip behind Leona’s back; he can hear them, but he doesn’t care enough to intervene. Let them talk. Let word reach Vil, Leona smirks, whatever will piss him off more.)

The Pomefiore students do make efforts to teach Leona their ways, but even the boldest of the bunch come off as demure or unassertive compared to Leona, who boasts both confidence and charisma. The most they can muster as a group is holding Leona down while they fit him into his Pomefiore uniform (which is ruined the very next day with a various creases, the sash coming undone and the robes slipping down his torso—Leona had gone to sleep in it after taking mandatory pictures to satisfy his annoying family). Upon seeing him in such a state of disarray, one student fainted and another mob had to catch them. (“G-Get a hold of yourself. B-kun!!”)

Jade is a pain in his backside. To Leona, he’s no better than Rook–a slimy bastard slinking around in the shadows, keeping a trained eye on others and waiting for them to divulge their secrets, their weaknesses. Every time their paths cross in the corridors of Pomefiore, Jade smiles and greets him, offering up his services to the young prince… only to be completely snubbed. “My, such unbecoming behavior…” the eel tuts, his beady eyes glinting with amusement. “Like I give a damn what you think,” Leona retorts. “Don’t get in my way, and we won’t have any problems.” “Fufufu, understood. I’m pleased that we were able to come to a mutual agreement.”

Ortho reminds Leona a little too much of Cheka with his energy, enthusiasm, and general bubbliness. At any given time, Leona could be snoozing or lazing about in a public area, only for Ortho to pop up and ask if he wants to build a snowman or something. Leona has to throw a bone to him (aka send Ortho off to research something) just to get the kid to leave him alone… but Ortho shortly returns with glittering eyes and a detailed report to present! There’s no shaking him off, so Leona has to put up with Ortho trailing after him, asking questions, and providing pointless invitations. Still, Ortho’s earned a bit of Leona’s respect! “You’ve got real guts rolling into a lion’s den without a care in the world.” The kid’s got a backbone, unlike his daikon radish sprout of a brother.

He runs late for almost every function (on purpose). Mobs try to wake up Leona to no avail—he either chases them off with an angry glare and a roar, or he’ll dismiss them with the oh-so-clever excuse of, “I thought Pomefiore was all about living up to the Beautiful Queen’s legacy. I’m only respecting that by getting all the beauty sleep I need. We’re not the same.” Leona then pulls the covers back over his head, effectively shutting down the conversation. (The mob students proceed to seethe about his lack of manners and lament that a “slob” like Leona “sleeps prettier” than any of them do.)

What started as clear animosity later grows into an odd sense of respect for Leona’s style. In fact, he ends up setting new trends in Pomefiore (which Vil may not be so happy about when he returns). Windswept (aka Leona’s bedhead) hair is in style! Loose, messy clothing and natural, wild makeup looks are what’s in vogue! An effortless kind of beauty, the “I just woke up like this!” look, is what’s desirable now! Like a flock of subservient sheep, they shape themselves in Leona’s image. “Hahaha! Oh, this is rich,” he drawls. Wait ‘til Vil gets a load of this.

Thank the Seven a certain huntsman isn’t around to stalk him—but unfortunately, there’s one arch nemesis Leona can’t completely run from… vegetables!! At Pomefiore group meals, his plate is piled high with them before he’s served. He’ll tend to eat around them (only consuming the meat, sometimes grains), but here’s Jade, suddenly magically at his side with a smile, tutting and insisting that he clean his plate! “Go on, have a bite.” It seems that Jade’s the only one around here strong-willed enough to butt heads with Leona, but he only ever uses that power for petty things that will annoy the beastman!

“Tch. This place reminds me of the palace back home. Fools putting on airs thinking it’ll impress people, gilded halls and decorations, empty and shallow words. ‘S not worth it to change who you are to please others, cuz sooner or later you’ll learn that those efforts are futile. Instead of conforming to Pomefiore, I’ve made it conform to me. No stuffy rules or tradition will keep me down.”

Jade Leech…

… is able to chameleon his way into any group as he sees fit, and Pomefiore is no different. With his prim and proper looks and persona, he’s readily accepted into the fold despite initial apprehension. Ah, the irony is sweet—when Jade was last here, he was acting under a ruse to gain free promotion for the Mostro Lounge from Vil. Now that Jade is at Pomefiore a second time, he has a genuine interest in picking up its secrets for himself…

Humility is the name of the game. Jade keeps a low profile to maintain his image for the new cliques that he hangs with. Polite, modest, reserved, and willing to lend a hand when needed: that is the niche that he fulfills. It gives him an easy “in” to any conversations and gossip circulating among the social circles in the dorm, with the Pomefiore students none the wiser that Jade’s listening in and tucking away the information for the future.

The uniform suits him well; there’s a natural grace and finesse to Jade that translates well into elegant strides. One may just mistake him for a swan gliding across a glittering lake–before realizing, far too late, that he’s actually a sharp-toothed predator going in for a kill. The very embodiment of “looks can be deceiving” is Jade dressed up in fancy robes and a smile.

He tries to reach out to Leona too, but the beastman quickly rejects his advances. “Save it for someone who’s naive enough for fall for your silver tongue,” Leona snarls, slamming the door in Jade’s face. (… And so, Jade turns to Ortho, which makes Leona snort. “Are you seriously going after a kid now? Even for you slimy seafood like you, that’s low.” (It’s not like he intervened because he was concerned about Ortho, he just wanted to get in a blow on Jade’s pride.) The tension between them has been high since then, like that of two predators fighting over the same scraps of food.

Speaking of Ortho, he’s an obedient little helper and another source of information to Jade! (After all, there are some things that only a child gets to hear.) They trade gossip all the time, with Jade often rewarding him with small treats (Idia recently invented an oral intake attachment for Ortho to use). It’s also just fun for Jade to have casual conversations with Ortho in general. Even though Ortho looks young and acts so innocent, he knows a lot since he’s always plugged into the internet, which results in very fascinating tangents between him and Jade. (Now the question is, how much of a bad influence does Jade want to be on this poor child before he’s sent back to Idia?)

As a student of Pomefiore, Jade has newfound access to their tomes and other potionology resources. There’s some interesting herbs, plants, fungi, and flowers that can only be found on this dorm’s land, which Jade makes good use of in his personal concoctions. He’s so kind as to share these brews with (unknowing) Pomefiore students! If they experience any adverse effects, he quietly makes a note of them for himself, but feigns ignorance when his subjects wail after once sip of his “tea”–before breaking out in bright blue spots all over their faces. “Oh dear… Now how did that happen? I haven’t the faintest idea, I was certain the blend was purely dried black tea leaves and apples.”

Jade gains a stronger appreciation for the arts. He has always wished to improve his drawing skills so that he can sketch the various mushroom specimens he discovers during his mountain hikes, and Pomefiore is the perfect place to gain new aesthetic perspective. Jade sees the world anew, all the little details he never really noticed before: the sunlight and how it refracts across different surfaces, the lithe form of water, the different shapes and textures of various caps, stalks, and petals… His sketches become all livelier as a result.

He gains a new hobby in the form of preserving/pressing plants and flowers. The process is simple, something he picked up from his Pomefiore peers–and the results can be repurposed for prettying up his beloved terrariums, as well as adding color to the journals in which he documents his nature excursions and experiments in.

“Oya, oya... I was not disappointed with my second stay at Pomefiore. I was able to glean much information. What information and for what purpose, you may ask? You need not concern yourself with the particulars. As I was saying, the world above certainly has many marvels unique to it. It is thanks to that that I do not find myself bored. Fufufu, Pomefiore has my sincerest gratitude for that.”

Ortho Shroud…

… had to reassure his big brother that they’d be fine going their separate ways (”Geez, Nii-san! It’ll be fine! I can always hack into NRC’s security ecamera feeds to check up on you.”)! He also had to promise Idia that he wouldn’t do anything dangerous while in Pomefiore (imagine how aggro the headmaster would get if Ortho unleashed a laser beam in their oldest dormitory and destroyed it!). Idia double and triple checks that Ortho’s on “child/safe mode” before sending him away.

Ortho designed a Pomefiore Gear just for this occasion (with some help from his Nii-san to assemble it)! The gear looks very similar to the Pomefiore dorm uniform, but constructed from metal plating and loose wires to emulate dangling threads. Look–when Ortho twirls midair, the aerodynamic metal plates even flare out like it would if it was real fabric! He loves the idea of making his own outfits so much that he scoured the internet and crunched data in preparation for Pomefiore, so on his first day he enters as a fashionista with a brand new program that allows him to alter his Pomefiore Gear into other outfit variations!

Ortho almost instantly becomes a hit in Pomefiore. There’s no shortage of students gushing over how adorable he is, or how unique his Gears (outfits) are. Some Pomefiore students even take to adopting Ortho as their “son” or the “baby” of their friend groups, doting on the little android every time he greets them. (It kills Idia when he learns that his baby brother has become “one of the popular kids”.)

He’s a little disappointed that Rook isn’t around. Ortho had intended to dedicate some time studying him–this abnormal human whose vitals didn’t change, even for a supposedly surprised reaction. However, Ortho will happily settle for observing Jade Leech (who’s just as mysterious) instead! Ortho’s easily spotted by Jade, who invites him over for a chat. He’s bit a child—it wouldn’t do for Jade to mercilessly hunt him and shake him down to demand what the intent was in spying.

Ortho convinces Leona to game with him by threatening to blast loud music to disturb his naps if he doesn’t! What game? Chess!! Pomefiore just so happens to keep an intricate glass set for their lounge. It’s an intense battle between a cunning cat and a supercomputer, concluding in a spectacular tie. “Heh. You’re not half bad, kid,” Leona smirks. He doesn’t offer his hand to shake, so Ortho seizes it, grinning from ear to ear. “It was fun, Leona Kingscholar-san!! We should have a rematch sometime soon!”

… Remember how Idia put Ortho in a “safe” mode? Well, all that really does is amp down his settings so that the lasers he does fire aren’t technically lethal or able to deal any significant damage. Ortho repurposes his lasers for quick and easy on-the-go- tailoring! He can scan someone and instantly know what fit is most appropriate for them, then warms up his lasers to alter their clothing according.

Ortho has a lot of fun just exploring Pomefiore and its rich history (”Look at this stuff! Isn’t it neat?)! He’d usually just search this stuff up online, but there are some things that only firsthand experience and field work can teach him. (For example, he didn’t realize that all the Pomefiore students were able to naturally sparkle as though they had glitter oozing out of their pores. “Teach me how to sparkle too, Pomefiore Mob Student-san!”)

He wants to be able to observe different social dynamics between living creatures, so Ortho takes it upon himself to start up some events to bring people together! There’s a book club on Mondays (Ortho can pirate some literature for ya) and movie nights (Ortho is the projector) on Fridays. The students all gather to appreciate the classics and other forms of media and art! Sometimes Ortho even invites friends over to host in the Pomefiore lounge. Most recently, he prepared tea for Trein-sensei and Lucius! (It wasn’t very good, but it’s the thought that counts!) All of these instances have provided Ortho with a bounty of data to analyze, and with each passing day, he comes closer and closer to understanding the human spirit.

“History is analogous to data. We refer to data—and history—to predict and to guide our decisions in the future. That’s why it’s important to learn about the past. I have the entire world wide web at my fingertips, but… I don’t think any of that could replace my experienced here in Pomefiore. The laughs we’ve had, the creativity we’ve shared… Those cannot be replicated or replaced, because they’re ingrained in humanity. It’s what separates a real boy from a puppet.”

[konjaku]

大根草[Daikonsō] Geum japonicum

大根[Daikon] : Japanese white radish(Raphanus sativus var. hortensis)

草[Sō] : Grass, herb

It grows at forest edges in mountains. It becomes about forty to eighty centimeters tall, and after flowering, interesting shaped aggregate fruits appear, consisting of long flower styles with a hooked tip.

The name is derived from the shape of its radical leaves, which resembles that of Daikon. https://dl.ndl.go.jp/pid/2533449/1/26 https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/78808

By the way, in the early stages of Studio Ghibli's anime Spirited Away, a deity named Oshira-sama appears with a fat, large white body, wearing a red 盃[Sakazuki](Sake cup) and a red 越中褌[Etchū-fundoshi](String loincloth), and he is a daikon. To add, Oshira-sama generally means 蚕馬[Sanba](Silkworm horse). https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oshira-sama

[mizuhashira]

     @slayersaided asked: "tomioka-sama! aoi-chan & i made some salmon daikon for your birthday. we hope you like it!"

     Truly, he doesn't know how word had gotten around about the significance — of lack thereof — of this day. Perhaps it was something the Insect Hashira had innocuously passed along to the attendants of the Butterfly Mansion, unknowing that the information regarding his birthday wasn't common. At all.

     He preferred it that way. Many years had passed in his position as the false Water Hashira without a word, but that time seems to have now gone.

     Looking toward the offering of salmon daikon (is this another thing Shinobu has told anyone who would listen?), it is difficult for Giyuu to truly contain all of his excitement for his favorite meal. It smells incredible and he smiles as the bowl is taken into his hands. He'll be sure to find a quiet place in the garden to enjoy it.

     ❝ ... Thank you... Please tell Kanzaki-san as well. ❞

[thepnictogenwing]

Daikon-sama approves

(1) daikon Japanese radish

[tsuki-sennin]

Attention! CipherDefender.exe has intercepted an unknown transmission, "Shinobi46.txt" from A.R. World untouched by the Desire Grand Prix. Extracting this file can cause damage to your GlareOS/GazerOS system. DGP Management will immediately and painfully replace you in the event of network compromise or Master Suel's game of PUBG lagging. Proceed anyway?

->Yeah sure, why not? Heck no at all!

Running Shinobi46.txt...

Nin-Pow! Episode 46 of Shinobi! Sniff... oh Kanjo... How I miss you so... may Geiz Revive from Decade Season 2 carry thee to thy rest.

I thank you all for accompanying me these past 45 episodes. We laughed, we cried, we made new friends and foes. I got to date a smoking hot kunoichi and now we get paid to laze around and do nothing... life is good.

Spoilers, I guess...

-Oh don't remind me! Sniff... these damn recaps...

-You're the most evilest son of a bitch I've ever done seen in a Ninja show, Amakusa. I mean, Jesus Christ! ...literally.

-Ganbare, Rentaro-san!

-They got Bomb Chick, Kusarigama Dude, Kunai Lady... and my babygirl... Sai Guy...

-Whoa wait a sec OTHER WORLD NINJA RIDERS????

-Who the hell is this doofus?

-Keiwhat now?!

-TYCOON???

-I thought he was the Geats guy!

-Oh thank god, Izanagi. I feel better.

-Icchi..... I miss you...

-Oh that's nice, Dork-on and his cute sister got added to the intro.

-Oh man... showing me episode 3 knowing I'm crying... I hate this show sometimes, I swear.

-Oh that's a cool belt. I wonder what kinda toys you sold in your world?

-Jamado?

-OH FUCK THE GENIN

-Do you need a reason, Keita? Or whatever your name is?

-Oh, down he goes!

-Bro doesn't know about the Ninja Act lmao

-Rentaro-kun...

-Gamano-sama!

-...this dude talks to lawn ornaments. Weirdo. Not like us, we talk to wall scrolls!

-Oh that Gamano. Always so well informed.

-Y'know I wish that neechan was the Ninja Rider from your world. She seems to have a backbone!

-That kagemusha is my friend, Geronimo.

-Oh wow, he can just... instantly tell from that Daikon guy's belt, huh?

-Amakusa's a gold digger.

-Things have gotten real bad for us all, Keitai.

-Boooooo! Booooohoooooohooooooo!

-"Hah... Dumbass."

-Rentawooooo :((((

-He hungwy :((

-I still can't believe we've gone this long with Iroha still knowing nothing about Shinobi's identity. Not like in [REDACTED] Sentai [REDACTED]. Sun Wukong and pals are the most open and functional of friends!

-Shinobi-samaaaaaaaa~!

-Ah, a noodle boy? You do seem like you drop your spaghetti a lot.

-No ninja wedding? Okay, sure.

-...Something tells me K-Touch's sister gets fridged somehow in her world. Poor lass. I don't even get told your name.

-Oooh, fuck 'em up Iroha!

-Oh right, Amakusa's magic glass lotus thing.

-So, Ketamine hides his secret too. I wonder how hard Trigon has it with those Jamiroquai guys?

-Diet Ryuki, huh? I bet you're wishing for something cringe like "world peace" or whatever.

-NINPO! ...Nin-No!

-Gotta hand it to Canine, he seems to know his way around a fight.

-Rickshaw express to Konjou Company!

-Oh, there's neechan.

-Amakusa would have a private Christian wedding. Great attention to detail there, Kaori-sensei.

-Stop the wedding!

-There's Keijo's belty thingy.

-Oh shit!

-FUMA HOLY FUCK

-Movie Riders showing up in-series never happens unless it's Decade or Decade 2!

-Who... who's this green guy though? The Great Prophet Master Woz, who served under the wonderful Geiz Revive, never had a watch for this lime dude. ...he looks cool, I'll give him that. Also... strangely familiar...

-Bro doesn't even know about Rider Fights lmao

-And Kayfabe hits the floor!

-C'mon Kagenari, you've got a daughter!

-And youuuu.... Green Guy! You have somebody you care about, right?

-OH FUCK THERE HE IS

-Shun Sugata! The man! The Ninja!

-You're looking great, Ryo!

-Ooooooooohoohohohohoho, goes hard!

-He's helping us!

-"C-Cyborgs?" Indeed he is, Kiddie Kong!

-Excellent technique, Neesan!

-GET FUCKED

-Freeee!

-"...this isn't Madoka's track meet."

-"...Kento????? Bro????"

-...why do I know that name?

-"Oh man, Niichan...I hope you stop sucking soon."

-ZX's ninja gadgets are always so sick <3

-Ooooooh!

-It's nice seeing Kagenari do good :)

-Oh, this green guy's a book guy, huh?

-:OO

-ISAMICHI

-AMAKUSA YOU FUCKER

-Another Hattari!

-...is there retooling from Yaminin in that suit?

"-Icchi, come on man! I don't wanna fight you again! Remember how much we were fighting in the 20 mark?"

-Oh, there's Senhor Geronimo.

-Oh wow... Taiko's got a cool form. ...that buckly thingy he's got on his belt looks fun to play with too. Kinda like the Shuriken Starter!

-Get in there, Shinobi!

-Well, he's down! Oh, not yet!

-Whoa... you're cool.

-Get in there, Rentaro!

-OH HELLO

-Shinobi Buckle!

-Keiwa-kun! ...no, Kamen Rider Tycoon! Show that jerk who's boss!

-IZANAGI TIME

-Twinsies~!

-...WAIT A FUCKING SECOND THAT'S LORD WOZ'S SHINOBI ARMOR

-...have I been shit-talking his successor?

-Ohhhhhh, that's so sweet, they're singing it together :3

-At last... the holy ninjutsu!

-Rider Double Slash?

-The other Ninjas...

-Ninja Riders, Squad Up!

-Kamen Rider ZX! Kamen Rider Fuuma! Kamen Rider Kenzan! ...apparently! Kamen Rider Tycoon! Kamen Rider... Shinobi!

-Go forth, Ninjas!

-Holy Ninjutsu! Five Footed Assault!

-Isamichiiiiii

-ICCHIIIIIIIIII

-Noooooo, nooo Icchiiii...

-Noooo...

-Amakusa, you fucker!

-Thank you... Ryo-senpai...

-Little Bro Keiwa, vanishing whenever there's trouble.

-Thank you, Keiwa :)

-See you around, Keiwa-kun.

-OH?

-OH SHIT THIS GUY'S GOT HIS OWN THEME SONG

-Damn, I bet the guy in Geats World must freak out whenever he hears it.

-Pffft... Geats... bet he's some kinda Beowulf type.

-...bet his actor's a real fox though.

-Wait for us, Icchi.

-Shirou, you monster

-SON :O

-Oh man, I can't wait to talk about this on social media with all my Rider Bros.

-I heard that up and comer Fuku Suzuki is a big fan!

[This concludes the decoded transmission. The World of Shinobi has been added to DGP Record as potential stage for next DGP Series upon World of Geats reaching Grand End.]

[imkazz]

day 5: clown fish (kyojuro)

"Tomioka!" A loud voice shouted, heartily laughing as footsteps jogged over.

"Rengoku." Giyuu tipped his chin in response, decimals quieter than the other man.

"How are you?" Rengoku wondered, patting his coworker's shoulder hard. "After that beatdown Shinazugawa gave you!"

"He didn't beat me down, though." Giyuu pointed out, as he stumbled onwards.

"Well, he would have if Himejima wasn't holding him back!" Rengoku laughed loudly, turning some heads.

"Ah. Right." Giyuu nodded. "Oyakata-sama ordered that we weren't to interact alone anymore."

"Well, I suppose he has good reasoning!" Rengoku grinned. "After you rejected him!"

"Rejected him?" Giyuu wondered. "What does that mean?"

"Well, he asked you out to eat salmon daikon!" Rengoku reminded. "And you said no!"

"I didn't say no, though." Giyuu answered. "I simply wasn't hungry when he asked."

"But he wanted you to say yes!" Rengoku met eyes with the other hashira. "He wouldn't have asked if that wasn't the case!"

"Ah." Giyuu mumbled. "Did you find your glasses, by the way?"

"Hmm?" Rengoku took a second to remember. "Oh, yes! Did it make you laugh?"

Giyuu remembered Rengoku feeling around, a strange expression on his face as he asked around for his glasses, which sat perched on his head. Giyuu felt much too awkward to tell him where it was, really only because all the hashira in the room were holding back giggles or looking at Rengoku as if he was a clownfish. "…not really."

"I see!" Rengoku put his hands on his hips. "Well, because I did find them!"

Giyuu shot the Flame Hashira a look. Rengoku only smiled right back. "…that wasn't funny."

"I'll keep that in mind!" Rengoku smiled.

thats my list i made a while ago! im so sorry for being late, im a huge mess and had like 7 different tests last week and still have 2 projects due in the next month

[razberryyum]

A Gintama chapter a day keeps the ending away...Lesson 482

Bonus image from the chapter because Kagura is just so PRETTY:

MY 10 FAVORITE MOMENTS IN LESSON 482:

Moment 1: Baby Kondou!

Moment 2: This perverted stalker...right in the perfect upskirt view too...and yet I still love him because he’s such a stupid, sweet gorilla.

Moment 3: Hijikata is still pretty even with a rock in his face.

Moment 4: Kondou having perfectly bad aim was distressing because, dammit, not Toshi’s beautiful face!

Moment 5: First time I saw this, I think I screamed because I just thought of his face being blown up. A thousand NOs to that.

Moment 6: I mean, honestly, how cute was this? How could I not love this moment. Toshi on the verge of flipping out is adorbs.

Moment 7: Not a favorite moment, per se, but more like a wtf moment the first time I saw this because I thought it was weirdly coincidental that the old dude would share the same first name as Kondou.

Moment 8: I shared Hijikata’s reaction. I started wondering just how forgetful Kondou was to not even recognize the place he grew up in. Of course he explained everything right after, but yeah, for that sec, I was like, wtf, Kondou? 

Moment 9: Makes a lot of sense that Kondou was a pervy little boy. I would not have expected anything different.

Moment 10: That made much more sense, and I liked this moment because I thought it was sweet that Kondou accidentally met up with the priest who took care of him. 

SHIPS TALLY: 

Kondou x Otae: he’s a stalker but I still think it’s sweet rather than creepy.

Kondou x Hijikata: just cuz Kondou has his arm around Toshi. It was cute even if I don’t really ship them.

Disclaimer: Gintama is not only about shipping. Gintama is hilarious, clever, exciting, poignant, heart-breaking, loving, brilliant, and just so freaking amazing.  It is only due to Sorachi-sama’s generosity that I can enjoy Gintama on yet another level, the shippy level, and I am forever grateful for that. GINTAMA IS LIFE AND LOVE.

5/3/2018

(Normally, whenever I re-read a chapter to adhere to my NY resolution, I would usually read it, decide on my favorite moments and then post about it in one sitting. Sometimes, due to real life obligations, I would have to read the chapter first and then hours later would I then have time to sit down again to do the last two things. Yesterday, it just so happened that I was able to read the chap and decide on my fave scenes, but then I fell asleep because it was a long day. When I woke up later in the evening, I thought I had already posted about this chapter. I don’t know what happened. Total brain fart, or I was kidnapped by aliens, but basically I didn’t even realize what I did until tonight so...there you go, hence the delay. And that’s my long-ass explanation for something probably nobody cares about other than myself.)

[milkyybuns]

How they developed a crush on you HCs:(Tomioka Giyu x Extrovert!Reader)

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a/n: First time writing Giyu so hope it was up to par! Kinda based the dynamic off of Midotaka (tsundere x outgoing) from knb, my super ancient otp. Hope you enjoy!

Requested by: @sugurus-sidebitch --

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You were the polar opposite of Giyu: out-going, bright and loved by all the hashiras even with their varying natures

Sanemi once made a bet with Uzui that you talked more in a day than Giyu did in a week (Sanemi won)

The way your breathing styles and personalities balanced each other out was not missed by Oyakata-sama, so you were often dispatched on missions together

You always made an effort to eat with Giyu, at first because you felt bad for him, but gradually you began to appreciate his calming presence

Shinobu asked if you liked him, to which you simply replied "I just think it's fun to tease him"

"I made us some lunch today Giyu-san! It's Gyu-don haha get it? Gyuudongeddit do you??"

"You're a fool." Giyu replied without batting an eye. But your keen eyes didn't miss the tiny smile he cracked when he thought you weren't watching.

From then on, you decided you would do anything to see that smile again

It became almost a game for you, with the reward being the tiniest of smiles or the quietest of chuckles from the otherwise expressionless man

You would do the dumbest things just to get a reaction out of him

"Dude it's totally obvious Y/N wants in and you are just being a fucking prick by ignoring them." Sanemi told Giyu once, and was promptly ignored

One day you fell sick. It was the first time in a long time that Giyu had to eat lunch alone again

He had gotten used to complaining about how noisy you were, but that day the silence was deafening

He was no stranger to solitude, so why did he feel empty?

Unsure of what to do with himself, he found himself in the kitchen making his favourite dish: simmered salmon with daikon

He left it at your door, without a note or a knock

When you got better, you asked him if he missed you

"Not really."

"Giyu, thank you. I mean it.” You smiled

[heyiwrotesomethings]

Happy Birthday Shinobu!

ShinoMitsu Week 2022 Day Seven

A/N: I really like Shinobu being friends with Giyuu, but I feel bad about bullying him so much lol. Feeling pretty good about this illustration though. I hate drawing backgrounds because they usually turn out bad, but I actually like how the greenhouse turned out. Also makes me laugh a little to see Shinobu and Mitsuri’s quality in comparison. Anyway last day is here, I hope you all enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing! Word Count: ~1,850

“You want me to accompany you into town, Tomioka? How very unusual. You do recall that I’m spoken for, don’t you? I’m afraid you missed your chance to court me if that is what this is all about. Well, it’s not like you had a hope in hell in the first place. How tragic for you.”

Giyuu blinked slowly, waiting for dead air before uttering a bland, “Are you done?”

“Not really, but I suppose I can show you some mercy if you tell me what this is all about?”

“Picking out your birthday present.” Giyuu didn’t know why Shinobu had to play the same game every year. She knew perfectly well what to expect from him. In fact, she often did the same thing for his birthday which was only two weeks before hers.

“Oh? You know Tomioka, people usually do that themself so the present can be a surprise.”

“Are you coming or not?”

“It can’t be helped, you are rather hopeless when it come to these things.” Shinobu poked at his shoulder, “Let’s go quickly then, shall we? Mitsuri is supposed to be coming later today and I’d much rather spend my afternoon with her.”

Giyuu’s eye twitched with every poke. Shinobu was clearly in a mood today, but he could endure. Mitsuri had cornered him a few days prior to keep Shinobu busy today while she set up her present.

“To the apothecary and botanist’s?” He asked, already walking away.

“You know me so well. Are you a stalker?” Shinobu nudged Giyuu, walking a bit faster to keep up with his long strides. When met with silence, Shinobu giggled. “Come on, since you are being so accommodating, I’ll treat you to that salmon daikon you love so much. Just remember not to look at me while you eat it, okay? So unsettling.”

Giyuu grunted noncommittally and glanced over his shoulder in time to see a flash of pink and white dart into the Butterfly Estate.

“Paranoid?” Shinobu asked, turning to look behind them as well.

“Just practicing for lunch.” He said, almost making Shinobu snort.

They both faced forward and continued on their way. Unbeknownst to Shinobu, her Estate began undergoing a metamorphosis under the instruction of a certain watermelon colored woman.

***

Once Mitsuri saw that Giyuu had succeeded in his part of the mission, she ran inside and got to work on hers. The younger girls were already on her as soon as she slipped through the door, excited to help bring her vision to reality.

“What should we do first, Mitsuri-sama?” Kiyo asked.

“First we need to plot out the land we are going to be building on and flatten it out a bit. Himejima-san, Iguro-san, Tanjirou and the others should be here soon with the building supplies I ordered!”

“I have been doing some reconnaissance of the land the last couple weeks,” Aoi informed, “the spot over there near Victory would be an excellent position, plenty of sun.”

“Eh? Victory?” Mitsuri swiveled her head around to try to see what Aoi could have been talking about.

“The cherry blossom tree over there, Kanroji-sama.” Aoi clarified.

“Oh! That would be nice! Imagine how pretty it will all look when the blossoms are in bloom!”

“Let’s work hard everyone!” Naho cheered, Sumi and Kiyo joined in and Kanao silently pumped her fist into the air.

The girls spent the chilly February morning clearing the ground of loose twigs, leaves and rocks. When they had finished measuring and marking the area, the enlisted group of boys had walked through the yard to meet them, arms filled with wood, metal, stone and glass among other supplies.

Inosuke cackled wildly, dropping the lumber at Mitsuri’s feet like an excited dog.

“Shinobu was tricked right? Haha! Foolish woman! She has no idea!” Inosuke preened.

“Where should we put these glass frames?” Obanai asked with Tanjirou and Zenitsu trailing behind him.

“Ah, put them inside for now, I’d hate for them to get broken.” Mitsuri said, “Thank you for helping me with this Iguro-san!”

“Anytime.” Obanai nodded, his gaze the softest it had been all morning. He could handle Himejima, he respected Himejima, but Kamado and his friends were one more unnecessary scream away from being strangled.

“Ah,” Himejima exclaimed, causing the earth beneath their feet to rumble as he dropped all the metal and slabs of stone to the ground, “another birthday already, she has grown up so fast.” He reminisced, tears streaming down his face.

“Himejima-san! Shinobu respects you immensely, thank you for taking the time to help us today!” Mitsuri thanked the man looming above her as she sorted through the supplies on the ground.

“I am happy to help for the benefit of young Kochou-san. How may I further assist you, Kanroji-san?”

“We need to flatten the ground over there to fit the stone floor snuggly into the dirt. Aoi and the others can show you where to go, thank you again!”

“You are most welcome, Kanroji-san.”

Himejima easily flattened and dug away at the earth with the power of ten field plowing oxen. Then he and Mitsuri worked together to neatly place the stones into place, creating the base. Inosuke and Aoi (mostly Aoi) washed the dirt from the stones while Kanao, Tanjirou, Zenitsu and Obanai began fitting together the metal and wood pieces into a skeleton that would help the structure keep shape.

Naho, Kiyo and Sumi went inside to make some food to warm everybody up and when the skeleton of the building was put into place, everyone took a break to eat lunch. When they finished, they got to work fitting the glass panes into the walls. Well, everyone except Inosuke and Tanjirou. Inosuke wasn’t allowed to be anywhere near the glass and Tanjirou had to tackle him to the ground to keep him from carelessly throwing around the panes.

Once that was done, everyone took a moment to appreciate how good the building looked before getting to work prettying up the inside. While a majority of them went inside to set up benches and shelves, some stayed outside to shovel mounds of soil around the perimeter of the building to help keep heat inside.

“They’re coming!” Zenitsu yelped from his post on the fence. “Is everything in place?”

“Almost!” Mitsuri called back, straightening another flower pot on one of the shelves. “Okay, scatter!”

Everyone hid inside the nearest room of the mansion while Mitsuri went to go meet Shinobu and Giyuu as they entered the property.

“Hello, Mitsuri,” Shinobu giggled as she was nearly tackled by Mitsuri in a squeezing embrace. “I’m sorry, you didn’t have to wait long, did you?” She turned to shoot a look at Giyuu, “It was starting to look like Tomioka was never going to let me come home.”

“You spent two hours looking at the goldfish in a pet shop.” Giyuu stated, largely unbothered by Shinobu’s claim.

“How else would I know that they were taking good care of them, Tomioka?” Shinobu smiled tightly, daring the man to say one more word.

“Um! Shinobu-chan?” Mitsuri interjected. She didn’t know how long she could go without showing Shinobu her present. The excitement within her was mounting. “I have something to show you!”

“Oh, do you?” Shinobu’s smile relaxed into something more natural. She turned to Giyuu and asked him to bring her bags inside before she was dragged away by Mitsuri. “What has got you so excited, hm?”

“You’ll see! Just a second!” Mitsuri stopped Shinobu short and covered her eyes, prompting the shorter girl to tease Mitsuri while they walked the rest of the way.

“Okay, we’re here! I- I hope you like it!”

“I would like anything if it came from you, Mitsuri.” Shinobu promised. “May I look now?”

“Oh yeah!” Mitsuri dropped her hands from Shinobu’s eyes and moved to stand in front of Shinobu and to the side of the beautiful greenhouse, her hands bunched the hem of her skirt bashfully, “Do you like it?”

Shinobu’s lips parted slightly in surprise, her eyes rounded and shimmered with wonder as she took in every detail. She faltered a few times, but eventually she found her voice, looking at Mitsuri with pure admiration.

“I love it.” She almost whispered. “Mitsu, how did you do all this?”

“Well, I did have a lot of help… I just thought, winter is too harsh to grow many things and I heard about these buildings that make it easier to grow things in all kinds of conditions. I thought it would be useful to you since you work with plants so often. Was it a good idea?”

Shinobu blew a big breath out her nose and shook her head in disbelief. She grinned and held her arms out, motioning Mitsuri into them.

“An excellent idea, I honestly don’t think I can express how much I love this. Thank you.”

Mitsuri buried her face in Shinobu’s shoulder, “I’m so glad! Happy Birthday, Shinobu! I love you!”

“I love you too.” Shinobu guided Mitsuri’s head away from her chest so she could give her a kiss.

As their lips met, a chorus of cheers erupted from inside the mansion, causing them to pull away prematurely.

Naho, Sumi and Kiyo giggled and hid behind Himejima. Aoi and Obanai rolled their eyes whilst Inosuke yelled,

“What the hell? Are they trying to eat each other?”

“They were kissing you idiot!” Zenitsu shouted back.

“What’s that? A dominance thing? How do you know who wins?”

“You kiss people you love, Inosuke.” Tanjirou helpfully provided. “It’s not about winning or losing.”

“I definitely win.” Shinobu smirked, speaking just loud enough for Mitsuri (and Zenitsu) to hear, making Mitsuri’s face bloom red while Zenitsu screamed and flipped around the room for, what appeared to everyone else, to be no reason at all.

“Dinner is done.” Kanao quietly declared, walking into view with a sleepy Nezuko trailing behind her. “We made ginger tsukudani too, Nee-san.”

“That sounds delicious, thank you!”

Everyone ate dinner together, detailing how they set up the greenhouse. Shinobu received a few other presents that she graciously accepted. Including the handful of acorns from Inosuke and the head pats from Nezuko. Finally, it was time for everyone to either go home or turn in for the night and when Shinobu and Mitsuri found themselves alone, Shinobu pulled Mitsuri back out to the greenhouse.

“I haven’t gotten to see it from the inside yet after all.” Shinobu had winked. “It’s all so lovely. I can’t believe you all got this done in such a short amount of time, and enlisting Tomioka to keep me busy, so sneaky.”

Mitsuri giggled and batted away Shinobu’s fingers poking at her sides. Then they just sort of swayed together in the middle of the room for awhile.

“Stay the night so I can thank you properly?” Shinobu suggested. She had a sharp glint in her eyes that Mitsuri could see even as dusk settled.

“I wouldn’t be opposed to it…” Mitsuri blushed.

Shinobu grinned and coaxed Mitsuri out of the greenhouse and together they returned in to Shinobu’s room for the night.

[don-dake]

Seeing double, Ammy-sama? Sammy-sama (aka Shiranui) is finally here!

Inuchi: Daikon for you? Compliments from my boss, Ammy-sama…(Inuchi is unsure of the new guy)

Ammy: Me, myself and Inuchi!

Inuchi: Something feels wrong with this picture…

Home-made 稲荷寿司 (inarizushi), food for the Gods…Sammy-sama chose a good day to arrive today! ｡◕‿◕｡

[twstarchives]

Nicknames & Honorifics

Disclaimer: This post is partly a style guide for myself, and not all nicknames will be a 1-1 translation. I’ve included the romaji for your reference (excluding Rook’s list). This list is also incomplete.

Rook’s Nicknames

Himself → Le chasseur d’amour

Yuu → Trickster

Grim → Monsieur Fuzzball

Riddle → Roi des Roses

Ace → Monsieur Heart

Deuce → Monsieur Spade

Cater → Monsieur Magicam

Trey → Chevalier des Roses

Leona → Roi des Lions

Jack → Monsieur Tough Guy

Ruggie → Monsieur Dandelion

Azul → Roi d’Effort

Jade → Monsieur Mastermind

Floyd → Monsieur Kills for Thrills

Kalim → Roi d’Or

Jamil → Monsieur Multi-Skilled

Vil → Roi du Poison, Beautiful Vil

Epel → Monsieur Cherry Apple

Idia → Roi de Ta Chambre

Ortho → Monsieur Doll

Malleus → Roi des Dragons

Silver → Monsieur Sleepyhead

Sebek → Monsieur Crocodile

Lilia → Monsieur Curiosity

Neige → Roi de Neige

Floyd’s Nicknames

Yuu → Little Shrimpy (Koebi-chan)

Grim → Baby Seal (Azarashi-chan)

Riddle → Little Goldfish (Kingyo-chan)

Ace → Crabby (Kani-chan)

Deuce → Little Mackerel (Saba-chan)

Trey → Sea Turtle (Umigame-kun)

Cater → Sea Bream (Hanadai-kun)

Leona → Sea Lion (Todo-senpai)

Jack → Sea Urchin (Uni-chan)

Ruggie → Sharksucker (Kobanzame-chan)

Kalim → Sea Otter (Rakko-chan)

Jamil → Sea Snake (Umihebi-kun)

Vil → Betta Fish (Beta-chan-senpai)

Epel → Guppy (Guppy-chan)

Rook → Seagull (Umineko-kun)

Idia → Firefly Squid (Hotaru Ika-senpai)

Ortho → Sea Angel (Clione-chan)

Malleus → Sea Slug (Umiushi-senpai)

Silver → Jellyfish (Kurage-chan)

Sebek → Crocodile (Wani-chan)

Lilia → Flapjack Octopus (Mendako-chan)

Crewel → Beakfish (Ishidai-sensei)

Trein → Red Squid (Akaika-sensei)

Vargas → Lobster (Lobster-sensei)

Sam → Seahorse (Umiuma-kun)

Vil’s Nicknames

Pomefiore 1st years → Fresh potatoes (Shin-jaga)

Epel → Baby potato (Ko-jaga)

Ace → Fresh potato 1 (Shin-jaga 1-gou)

Deuce → Fresh potato 2 (Shin-jaga 2-gou)

Sebek → Cucumber (Kyuuri)

Leona’s Nicknames

Yuu → Herbivore (Soushoku doubutsu)

Riddle → Red Young Master (Akage no bocchan and Akai bocchan)

Azul → Octopunk (Tako-yarou)

Idia → Radish sprout (Kaiware daikon)

Malleus → Young Master (Obocchama), Lizard (Tokage), Monster (Bakemono)

Other

Ramshackle

Grim often refers to Yuu as his henchman. (Kobun)

Yuu’s nickname for Malleus is “Mr. Horns” (Tsuno Tarou)

Heartslabyul

Ace often teases Deuce by calling him “Mr. Goody-two-shoes” (Majime-kun)

Deuce refers to all his seniors by their last names.

Cater calls himself Cay-kun.

Cater adds “-chan” to all 1st years’ first names except Jack (-kun).

He calls Grim “Gri-chan” and Chenya “Chenyan”

Ignihyde

Ortho refers to everyone by their full names

Exception is Idia, who he calls Big Brother.

Diasomnia

Silver often calls Lilia “Father” / “old man” (Chichi / Oyaji-dono)

Sebek calls Malleus “Young Master” (Waka-sama)

Sebek tends to call everyone “Human” condescendingly (Ningen)

Lilia has referred to Sam as “Sammy boy” (Sam-bou)

Malleus described Yuu as “child of man” (Hito no ko)