#food fantasy tofu

[magnumdarkin25]

Food Fantasy is a funny game because despite its heavy nostalgia factor it’s objectively kind of shit gameplay wise, as well as the fact that the developers just blatantly stopped caring about the global players (completely discontinued EN voiceovers among other things), but also because it has me saying shit like “I think Rum and Mapo Tofu should aggressively make out” and “Do you think Tiramisu and Vodka have explored each other’s bodies” and “Cloud Tea really hit the cuntagon”

[not-quite-there-myself]

GIFT GIVING

Various from Arcana Twilight, Food Fantasy, and Twisted Wonderland; featured in alphabetical order. Romantic/platonic is unspecified, characters may be mentioned multiple times.

They give you something they think you'd like, or something that reminds them of you. Maybe it's in your favourite colour, maybe it's your favourite food. Whatever it is, it was out on a whim, totally unplanned, unexpected. They didn't care how much it cost that much; if it was something they could pay for and something they know you'd like, they're getting it for you! They really hope you like it.

Alpheratz, Arcturus, Bamboo Rice, Blue Cheese, Cater Diamond, Deuce Spade, Floyd Leech, Kalim Al Asim, Pollux, Soufflé, Sukiyaki, Sweet Tofu, Tempura

Their gift to you something that you might've been mentioning often. They play it off at first, saying how you've been so annoying about it for a couple of days and thought to buy it for you so you won't speak about it anymore. What they won't tell you is that they've secretly been hoping you don't get it; either because they've already prepared it for you and are waiting for the right moment to gift it, or because they ordered it online and it's taking a lot longer than expected to get it. Regardless, they tell you "it's no big deal" when you receive it. They might not say the same about the way your eyes light up while saying thank you. Your happiness is certainly a big deal to them.

Ace Trappola, Alpheratz, Boston Lobster, Leona Kingscholar, Salty Tofu, Turkey, Sebek Zigvolt

Their gift is something you casually spoke about once and never talked about it again; whether you were shy to express your want again or simply didn't think to mention it again didn't matter, as they had already decided to look for it and to surprise you with it later. They're successful, mostly because you likely forgot about ever mentioning it ever again. Did they read your mind? Or perhaps they've paid more attention to you and your wants than you realize.

Black Tea, Brownie, Cater Diamond, Jade Leech, Pekking Duck, Realgar Wine, Rook Hunt, Sirius, Vil Schoenheit, Jamil Viper, Vega

divider by @/inklore on Tumblr

[aestheticsoftheinternet]

Sweet Tofu Moodboard

[foodfantasylowbudget]

🙏thank you for the sweet tofu.. he's the loml. can u do salty.. 😻

Twinsies!!

[gachagachaart]

[criminaldoenjangjjigae]

Please tell me someone else remembers when people made salty tofu arson jokes.

[oz2b]

Collection of some of my old Food fantasy art, so long ago now LOL

I want to redraw the bigger one someday!

[red-black-aesthetic-bout]

Round 1: Match 53

Michael Burnham (Stark Trek franchise) vs. Mapo Tofu (Food Fantasy)

Michael Burnham

- spocks super secret adoptive sister that hes DEFINITELY had along, she just traveled like a 1000 years into the future and got her existence classified cause shes cool like that. star fleets first mutineer, eventually (at the time of this outfit) turned captain of the discovery. very sexy.

Mapo Tofu

- she's so pretty she has the power of fire and her panda's name is Scallion!

mod notes: WOMEN!!!!!!

[seasalt-dreams-edits]

Wensi Tofu Stimboard

Requested by: mod caff

 X  |  X  |  X

 X  |  O  |  X

 X  |  X  |  X

[bonesfromtheglade]

Threads | salty tofu

“I was at the end of every tether, waiting for what once was.” - Her’s

To a human being, living is truly the longest thing you’ll ever do. Everyday ticks on, every moment bleeds into the next; the fabric of your life is sewn by the seamstress of fate until the day you meet her in person, and you feel every last thread she wove.

To salty, human life is the shortest thing he’ll never grasp. Every waking moment, he is aware of your mortality. Even every sleeping moment. He’s ever so painfully aware of just how easy it truly is- one single prick of the needle and your sent to see your seamstress.

It delighted him in the beginning. Only a few decades and he was free again, free of humans and their rules. Of their disappointments- and of their disapproval.

That was before he knew you, before he grew to understand you. Once he had, it terrified him. He could recover from anything, yet you were the one going headfirst into every challenge. It grew in him a morbid curiosity, how could you do this? Were you not as aware as he was? How could you live as if a single trip in the wrong place at the wrong time could cut your life short?

“You don’t have to worry salty.”

“But I do, it frustrates me that you don’t worry. You are not indestructible!”

You laughed, his knee jerk feeling was to suspect it was a mocking laugh, but he knew better than that now.

“You didn’t fall in love with someone who lives every waking moment in fear, did you? Can you imagine how much a downer it’d be on date night?”

Again, the casual retorts irked him to no end. Your life was not trivial, it was worth more to him than anything. You could sense his displeasure in his dead stare and pursed lips.

“Listen, salty. I’m happy that you care this much about me. Really. I worry about your safety too, even if I don’t have to.”

“You don’t.” He scoffed.

“Mmmhm.” you rolled your eyes, “and yet, I worry. But not enough to limit you. I know that danger is apart of your life. I hope that one day, you can accept that danger is also apart of mine.”

“Danger from ridiculous sources.” He crossed his arms.

“And danger none the less. Human life is fickle.” You reached for his hand, he gave it- almost too quickly. “I know you worry because you love me. You also have to accept that loving me, means losing me.”

He frowned, narrowing his eyes. You continued.

“One day, no matter from what, I will not be with you anymore. You know this. But you don’t want to feel ok with it.”

“Why would I ever want to feel ok with that?” He retorted indignantly.

“Because it’s part of the deal with liking a human, salty. If one day I’m hurt, sick, old, any of the above- I don’t want to have to worry about you feeling left behind.”

He teetered his jaw side to side, seemingly chewing on the thought. You sighed, looking forward, before opening your arms out, to which he accepted. You could feel how he squeezed a bit tighter than he had to, careful to avoid hurting you.

“I will never leave you behind, salty. But one day, I am going to have to go. I won’t want to, ever. As long as I live, you’re stuck with me. But…” he squeezed tighter. “But that isn’t very long. Not compared to your life.”

The conversation ended there. From his silence, and the way his hands grasped your shirt, you knew he’d had enough of the thought.

He thought long and hard about what you’d said that day. It was true, but why did you sound so matter of fact? How were you not distraught? How could you just accept that one day, you will not exist anymore?

But one day, when he was watching as you drove and sang along to one of his old rock playlists, speeding a just a little bit over the limit while drumming the wheel, he began to understand.

Every waking moment he’s aware of the danger to you, and every waking moment, so are you. And so, why worry? Why fret over something that’s inevitable?

You drove and drummed along, barely paying him any mind. One day this would be a cherished memory to him, one that he looks back upon with equal amounts of sadness as it is happiness. One day, you will be a memory. A somebody, and yet a body that does not exist.

But you aren’t right now. Right now he can reach over and flick your head when he catches you spacing out, he can pretend to bite a finger when you give him your hand, he can feel the smile on your lips as you peck at his cheeks.

He reaches over to lace a hand with yours, tapping his index finger on your hand along to the music. You look over, giving him a beaming smile.

One day, this was gonna hurt. But it doesn’t right now, and maybe that’s what makes it worth it.

[pawnwhitecookie]

hello 3 other tofu twins fans (food fantasy)

like at the end of october i was thinking about an au that has salty kill his previous MA instead of sweet bc (in my headcanons at least) salty doesn't have the heart to kill unlike his brother so i imagined that if he were to kill a human he would feel gross or something like that

like maybe he wanted to make his MA proud one day and found him killing people,MA noticed him and manipulated him into doing some of his dirty work for him and salty thought of something like "seeing this is making me feel gross but maybe if i do it it'll make him praise me".this au could also just end with sweet still killing MA but salty ends up hating less or not at all,idk maybe that can be it's own separate au

Anyways,I think it would be interesting if we see salty kill someone since we don't really know how he would react,even I'm not even sure if my headcanon can be accurate to his character.but I do think it'd be funny if the twin that constantly says death threats to his brother can't kill if given the chance to

[ff-attendant]

I'm sorry, are you saying that

1. Mingsixi is a merman and used to look so fucking different

2. This black tortoise guy is human???

And

3. This is so sad wtf

[wittness]

went though recovered stuff on our pro create and found these.

we made them back in like. late 2018. crazy stuff. anywho, i think they’re kinda cool so figured i’d share them.

[foodfantasylowbudget]

sweet tofu.... I haven't seen any new content with him in so long 😿

he deserves more 👊👊💥💥

[ladykailitha]

Icarus Part 13

Hello! I've cut my backlog literally in half with this move and while I hate seeing it that low (seven chapters I have waiting to be published) that is it's point after all.

After the nice meeting with Nancy, Robin brings the news to the boys who have a much different perspective on the issue.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12

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Robin was the last to arrive at Steve’s swanky apartment. Spence was on the grill frying up her tofu burger first so the meat wouldn’t touch hers. Simon and Shane were in a heated discussion about Brandon Sanderson and his contribution to the fantasy genre. Her best friend was coming out of the kitchen with all sorts of vegan options for her to chose from.

She went over and greeted him with a kiss on the cheek, taking a couple of the bowls from him so he could go back and get more.

Once everyone had gotten their food and settled in Robin told them about her meeting with Nancy and Chrissy.

“So she’s going to apologize to our Stevie?” Simon asked around a bite of his potato salad.

Robin nodded stabbing her salad with a fork. “That’s what she said. I’ll believe it when I see it, though.” She took a bite of her food.

“Yeah,” Steve agreed. “Though ti doesn’t surprise me she’s not with Jonathan anymore.”

Robin tilted her head with a frown. “What do you mean?”

He sighed and pushed his food away not feeling very hungry at the moment. “Both of us had been pretty vocal about the white picket fence and the two point five kids. I’ve changed my mind on that obviously,” he waved at all of them. “But Jonathan was always his mom and Will first, especially after Will’s kidnapping. He was never going to be ambitious in the way she wanted.”

“His little brother got kidnapped?” Shane asked in wide-eyed shock. “Holy shit.”

“Yeah, it was this whole thing,” Steve said, nodding and leaning back on his chair, propping his arm on the back. “But everyone knew that despite all his dreams of being a wild life photographer, he was always going to pick somewhere close to home.”

“So yeah,” Robin said rolling her eyes and cocking her head. “She said she as going to apologize, but I told her she had to that and a shit ton of grovelling before I would consider her to rep the band.”

Steve phone went off and he picked it up. He frowned at the number. He answered it with a confused, “Hello?”

“Steve? Steve Harrington?” the cool feminine voice asked.

“That’s me,” he replied sitting up in his seat. “How can I help you?”

“It’s Nancy Wheeler,” she said after a moment. “I got your number from the record label, I hope that’s okay.”

“Uh, yeah,” he said in surprise. “Yeah, that’s fine. Wow, the Nancy Wheeler. We were just talking about your meeting with Celeste earlier.”

“Oh,” Nancy said, “I was hoping to call after you had finished speaking with her about it. I can call later.”

Steve shook his head. “Nah, it’s fine. We were mostly done anyway. We were just having dinner.”

“Are you sure?” she pressed. “If you’re eating, I could call back later tonight or even at a convenient time tomorrow?”

Steve rolled his eyes and Shane covered his mouth to hide the bubble of laughter that sprang to his lips. “I said it was fine. How are you? I understand you’re a hot shot music agent now.”

He could almost feel her smile on the other end when she said, “Something like that.”

She cleared her throat. “I’m actually calling to see you wanted to meet me for lunch tomorrow, I wanted to catch up and well...really to apologize. We were both so young, but that was no reason to treat you the way I did.”

Steve pinched the bridge of his nose and put his elbow on the table to prop up the hand that was holding the phone. “You’re right, it wasn’t. But sure, I have a few days off, I could meet you for lunch tomorrow. What time and where?”

Nancy gave him the information and then rang off. Steve threw his phone on the table next to his plate and threw himself against the back of the chair in frustration.

“Well color me shocked,” Robin said with a raised eyebrow. “I didn’t think she would actually go for it. Chrissy and I were actually going to go through another list of agents to find one more suitable.”

Spence rubbed the bottom of his lip. “I’m not sure I like the idea of Steve going alone. Because she can say she apologized and that Steve was unreasonable and get us blacklisted for other agents.”

Steve felt an uneasy twist to his stomach at that. But not just that, he just didn’t trust her. He didn’t even know how he was talked into letting her into his life in the first place. She was all apologies now, but what about later? What about after she finds out Steve and Eddie are dating? Would that be a conflict of interest? What if she’s homophobic? What if she outs him before he has a chance to do it himself?

“Steve.”

He came to himself with a start. He looked around to see that everyone was looking at him in concern.

“Hey, hon,” Shane said, tilting his head down to look at Steve. “You doing alright? You don’t look so good.”

He didn’t see Robin but as he came further into himself he could feel the warmth of her hand as she rubbed circles around the pulse point on his wrist.

“There you are, dingus,” she said with a teasing lit to her tone. “You really had us worried for a minute. Where did you go?”

Steve let out a shuddering sigh and then another. “Sorry, I guess I just got caught in a spiral of bad thoughts.”

Robin’s other hand came up to squeeze his. “We don’t have to take her as our agent,” she murmured. “Hell don’t even have to go talk to her if you don’t want to. Or we can all go. Whatever makes you comfortable.”

“I don’t think she’s apologizing to Steve because she’s actually sorry,” Simon said with a sneer, “I think she’s doing it because she sees dollar signs. If she signs with us that is going to make her a shit ton of money and open her up to even bigger clients. Corroded Coffin was already established when they hired her but if we hit the stratosphere while she’s repping us she’ll be in a sweet spot to have the doors open for her.”

Robin stood up. “I guess what I’m hearing is that none of you trust her with Steve. She already knows who each of the band is, because she signed the NDA. But just say the word and I’ll walk away.”

Steve took a deep breath and let it out slow. “I want to hear her out. If she’s actually sincere. But you’re all right, I can’t go alone.”

“Take Robin,” Spence suggested. “She’ll expect you to bring your best friend.”

Shane shook his head. “I think he should take one of us. Maybe Simon, he’s the most ripped out of all of us. I want him protected.”

“I’m down,” Simon replied with a grin.

Robin shook her head, a sly grin on her face. “No, no. Take Eddie.”

“What the fuck?” Simon said rearing his head back, offended. “Why him and not me?”

She put her hands on her hips. “Because he encompasses everything we need. A good friend, who won’t let her walk all over him, like me. An imposing guy like Simon. He might not look like much out of the leathers, but in them and he looks like he could snap you in two. Also, he’s worked with her for a number of years and would be a better judge of if she’s being genuine.”

Spence and Shane shared a glance.

“Sorry, darling,” Shane said with a shrug, “I’m gonna have to go with Robbie on this one. Plus, she’s going to have to know about their relationship anyway.”

Spence chewed on his bottom lip fitfully.

“What’s on your mind, Spence?” Steve asked. “I smell your hair burning from here!”

Spence snorted, “Oh fuck off!” But a giggle escaped anyway.

“You got a problem with Eddie?” Robin asked tilting her head to the side as she regarded their drummer.

Spence waved his hands in front of him. “Oh hell no! It’s not about Eddie, it’s not really about Steve going to meet Nancy.”

Simon frowned and put an arm around him. “What’s going on then?”

“Steve is being too nice about this whole thing,” he murmured. “She didn’t just cheat. She didn’t just string him along. She knew going into the relationship what Steve wanted. Yeah, it’s bit unrealistic to imagine marrying your high school sweetheart. But there is a reason it’s so prevalent in all our media. Because it can happen, because it has happened before. And then her excuse was that Steve wasn’t ambitious enough? Why?”

Steve furrowed his brow as he thought about it. That was an unusual dig. He was a senior in high school, how much more ambitious did she want.

Robin shrugged and said to fill the silence, “I’m not sure because I didn’t become friends with Steve until after the whole mess, but my guess is that he wanted to take what the Europeans call a gap year. A year to just be a kid before jumping into college.”

“Something my parents weren’t fond of either, if I’m honest,” Steve scoffed.

Shane waved his hand toward Steve to indicate that was most likely the cause. “And there it is. It’s so insane everyone expecting to kids to go right into school without taking the time to figure out what you want to do with your life. Hell, you have to apply in January. That’s half way through your senior year. You’re supposed to know what you want in life before you even finish high school? That’s fucked up on all levels.” Through the whole rant, he gestured wildly with his hands.

“I didn’t get to into college my first try,” she said, “Because my parents made too much for me to get assistance but not enough for them to pay for it themselves. And then I met you guys and the rest is history.”

There were nods all around.

“It is up to Stevie to forgive her,” Simon said with a grimace. “But some part of me doesn’t want him to.”

Steve straightened up in his chair. “Why not?” He cocked his head to side, looking like a confused puppy dog.

Simon huffed out a sigh and squirmed in his chair, looking down at his food. He poked at the top of his hamburger bun, picking at the sesame seeds.

“You shouldn’t have to sacrifice your ego for us to get a good agent.”

The silence that followed filled the air with a thick sinking feeling.

Steve straightened his spine. “I’m not the weak-willed, touch-starved kid she remembers. I have three of the best mates a guy could ask for, a platonic soulmate, and a boyfriend that loves me for me. If she thinks she can swan into my life and walk all over me like she did before, she has another think coming. I’ll meet up with her and take Eddie. But make it absolutely clear, I have everyone’s backing on this. If I walk away, we all walk away.”

There was still some grumbling, but it was ultimately it was up to Steve. He made the necessary calls and then they settled down to finish their dinner.

Slowly the mood improved as the night went on, but it never did reach the heights of a laid back night with friends.

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[kerubimcrepin]

Liveblog: Wakfu Season 2 (episodes 13-16)

Episode 13 - The Night of the Thirsters

Proof Amalia and Joris are not close friends number 829342345: if she knew the alcohol he drinks and what he considers "a clean environment to live in" she'd get scared.

WoT twitter would kill Amalia.

I know it's more likely that both alcoholic and non-alcoholic bamboo milk exists, but the thought of everyone being a-ok with Yugo underage drinking makes me giggle for some reason. Ruel would fucking do that.

Are your villains 1. indestructible, 2. want to consume something that could theoretically fix them, 3. in the process, inflict a fate worse than death upon their victim, who 4. becomes one of them?

...Necromes were a missed opportunity. Shoulda called them Wakfu Thirsters instead.

Episode 14 - The Voice Thief

It's always sad to see the way the world has been devastated by Ogrest's Chaos.

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

...This says:

Her singing is so cute!

She is now fully bamboo milk-pilled. GOOD.

New Krosmoz music lore: We already know that vinyls and their players exist, as well as the fact that rock music exists (due to the fact that The Blues of a Hypermage (parody of the IRL song The Blues of a Buisinessman) exists).

Now we have the confirmation that metal bands are real.

Also, electric guitars are also real.

Mics are also real. (I am totally not noting all of this down because I want to write a "Joris, Kerubim, and Atcham go to karaoke" scene in one of my fics in the future, nuh-uh...)

Hummina hummina hummina bazooooooooing! eyes pop out AROOOOOOOOGA! jaw drops tongue rolls out WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF.

It's very rare to see, within the show, characters who differ from their usual class skin and hair colours, which is a shame. (I am 99% sure this is an iop due to his clothes and his hair pointing upwards)

Text behind Eva: rien ne sert de payer il faut en fuir / there is no point in paying, you have to run away

Text behind Amalia is too shielded to transcribe fully.

This is written in Brakmarian. It says:

This means that, metal music is stereotypically a Brakmarian form of music (big news: spoon found in kitchen)

I usually don't point this sort of stuff out but, man, this tavern is really well off. Not only is there a lot of food, there are also huge hot baths...

Also, once again, canalization and running water are real in this setting.

I choose to believe that this bubble thing is the Krosmoz equivalent of vaping because it's funny.

[blushing] Would!

Jpop is real in this setting, and someday, I will be able to prove to you, that Joris is a fan of it, using some proof besides "well ecaflips are kind of japanese-coded sometimes" and "it just makes sense."

Good rooms in taverns like these not only have hot baths but also fruit, candles, and drinks... [starts writing down "Joris, Kerubim and Atcham go to an expensive tavern and start talking about some convoluted topic, with vivid descriptions of delicious fruit-eating, how good the wine is, and how soft the bubbles in the bath are" in my fic self-indulgent scene ideas document. I can live my vacation fantasies vicariously through those three men]

Of course metal music from Brakmar is about the fact that the apocalypse caused inflation and that it's Good.

This says:

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venu

Episode 15 - Wabbit Island

Hhh she is a very good artist.

[guy who is insane voice] This means that if I ever want to use the expression "canary in a coalmine" in a fic it'll be "tofu in a coalmine" instead.

The word Sayonara exists in Krosmoz which implies that some sort of fantasy Japanese is real. Big win.

Episode 16 - The Cursed Fountain

:(

While I usually talk a lot about character parallels between Yugo and Joris (these men who had to grow up far too fast will someday commit acts which no human being can be forgiven for in the name of goodness—-) there is a lot to be said about parallels betwen Eva and Joris.

They're both artistic, kind people who try to appear logic-driven (and sadly, they are both basically the wranglers/babysitters of their entire adventuring groups).