#fruits basket layout

[pfpanimes]

⌕ fruits basket - kyo sohma.

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[fly1ngkiss]

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[serexvu]

tohru honda from fruits basket

[m-urder]

🗯️ / like or reblog if u save

[yu2ki]

>_<

[kirbyfigure]

hi 😁 can u do users with the name "acsa"? thank you 🫶🏻

⋆˚☆‧₊˚ 🎶𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑎𝑑𝑦 💿 ‧₊˚ ⊹

[itz-aeri]

𝒞𝒶𝓃 𝐼 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊? 𝒞𝒶𝓃 𝐼 𝒽𝓊𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊?˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥

𝒲𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓀𝒾𝓈𝓈 𝓂𝑒? 𝒲𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝓊𝑔 𝓂𝑒?ೃ⁀➷

[moedits]

tohru icons !

[electricalstemplates]

Hello! Could I request a medium length Simplyplural alter intro with a Chinese zodiac/ Fruits Basket theme using emojis like 🐀🐄🐓 🐕 🍙🐈 thank you so much

Here you go!! Hope you like it!!

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[daintychifuyu]

KYO SOHMA LAYOUTS 🍊🐈

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[ghostietea]

Akito Sohma is an awful little fail lesbian and also every kind of trans at once peace and love on the planet earth <3

[flseur]

꒰ picnic — wriothesley ꒱

౨ৎ note : nsfw ( 18+ ) something short for wriothesley

₊˚⊹ᰔ song rec: 卯月の朧唄 ( faint song of the rabbit moon )

it originally started off as an innocent date, with innocent intentions. wriothesley finally could step away from the fortress of meropide for a few hours, allowing himself to indulge in the sweet warmth that your company brings him.

the cool breeze of fontaine's wind rushed through your hair, and your sundress danced in the draft. you truly were a sight, sitting so prettily on the blue gingham of the picnic blanket, straw sunhat resting beside you.

archons, he swore that he just wanted to spend sometime with you, enjoying your presence on the picnic date you set up just for him but when it came to you, wriothesley truly was insatiable.

the macarons and fruit sandwiches tucked away in the wicker basket were long forgotten for the only thing he wished to taste on his lips, was you.

the blanket beneath you now crumpled, and your sundress bunched at your hips. he was pressing hurried kisses to your swollen lips, then down your neck. he wanted to hear more of your saccharine sounds, desperate to hear them over the sounds of nature surrounding you.

the crash of waves and songs of birds did little to nothing to hide your moans, the pleasure that your husband was giving you was truly mind-numbing.

wriothesley sinks his cock into you, relishing in the way that your wet pussy clenched around him. he pressed one more kiss to your temple before intertwining his right hand with your left and bottoming out.

you gasp and writhe around him, the pace he had set taking your breath away. he occupied every thought in your brain, overrunning all of your senses. each and every drag of his cock had your back arching, and each time the bulbous tip of it would hit that sweet spot inside of you.

and when your inevitable orgasm washed over you, you pulled him impossibly closer. your arms wrap around his neck, and you beg for him to cum. "p-please... inside, wrio..." the want for him to claim you, even though you already are his, as he is yours.

wriothesley curses under his breath, letting out a low moan as he cums deep inside of you. the grip he has on your waist is tight like he is afraid that if he lets you go now, you with the sweet intimacy of this moment would disappear. afraid that this memory would vanish into thin air once he lets go, and once again he'll have to head back to the dark confines of the fortress of meropide.

"'m all yours, wriothesley." you mumble, loud enough for him to hear.

"as i am to you, my love."

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[serexvu]

can I please request Momiji sohma from fruits basket?

thank you for your request <3

momiji sohma from fruits basket

[candychasse]

Hiii! I asked this question on the ‘Osana’ Reddit and you said you had more, SOOOO: What are all of your headcanons for the Male Rivals?? General Headcanons pretty pretty please :3

Haiii! Good to see you on here ^w^ & ofc!

(Also ignore the fact half of them don't get fun pictures or a gif I'm posting from the app lol xD)

General Male Rivals Head cannons!

Osano Najime

He is stupidly good at playground games (like rock paper scissors, go fish, etc) to the point where nobody wanted to play with him as a kid because they knew he'd win.

Favorite Pixar movie is inside out.

He actually is really good friends with Hanako. They both spend a ridiculous amount of money on blind bags together. And whenever Osano goes to the store he keeps an eye out for ones Hanako would like.

And Hanako has made him a friendship bracelet, which Osano being the tsundere he is, promptly pretended to hate it but still wears it as an anklet to this day.

Has helped organize fund raisers for local animal shelters and veterinary emergency rooms.

I feel like he has contact lenses and wore glasses in middle school. Whenever he's doing his judgemental stare his friends if he's put his contacts in that day.

He gets really into decorating and customizing his phone, like changes his whole layout, stick, phone charms, pop socket, app overlays, wallpaper, depending on what season it is.

Reads shojo manga but pretends to hate it.

^ his favorite is fruits basket

Amao Odayaka

One time he was at his great grandma's house making sourdough bread, and he accidentally slammed it on the old wooden counter so hard that he made a hole which the dough fell through to the cabinet shelf below. So not only did he break a counter he also had to scrap the whole batch. That memory haunts him and keeps him up at night.

Impulsively buys every apron he sees. He has a whole section of his closet purely dedicated to aprons.

Favorite movie is ratatouille, naturally.

He is uh, a little dense when it comes to social cues. He's nice don't get me wrong, just he isn't very good at getting sarcasm.

His favorite deserts to make are macarons and pound cake.

He has a love-hate relationship with the Gordon Ramsay show 'Hell's Kitchen' because he gets ridiculously mad at the condition the kitchens are always in. But he loves seeing the before and afters.

He runs the cooking club like a pirate ship tbh, he usually has to break up fights between the members. Except for Saki because she minds her own beeswax.

Kizano Sunobu

He has played many, many, roles in theater such as: The Wicked Stepmother From Cinderella, The Phantom of the opera, The Rat King, King George the third in Hamilton, and many more.

He can sing quite well, and took gymnastics lessons as a child so he could very much be considered a quadruple threat. (Singing, Acting, Dancing, and Acrobatics.)

Went to a preforming arts high school, but due to his family moving he had to transfer to Akademi.

His favorite animated movies are Leap! And Anastasia. Although he does have a love for old Disney aesthetics.

He has quite sensitive skin, being allergic to glycerin, so he has to be very particular about what products he buys.

Kizano plans on becoming a Broadway actor once he graduates, and because of that he is fluent in both Japanese and english, and is working on learning Spanish.

He really appreciates the club members who are stage hands, always making sure to thank them after every show.

While he is cocky, egotistical, and down right self centered at times, he does truly appreciate his club members.

He has some, interesting opinions on the other club leaders...

He likes and appreciates Amao, mainly because they both have an unyielding passion for their respective fields.

He hates and despises Asuo, because he finds him too relaxed and annoyingly positive.

He in fact does not know Oko exists.

Oko Ruto

Is very good at sewing due in part to the fact he likes to replace the button hole embroidery on his white shirts to a beige tone and the buttons to match his eyes, making it look like his buttons are eyeballs. Also because sewing comes in handy for occult/supernatural shenanigans.

Likes to visit graveyards to see if there's any intriguing tomb stones. Like funny last words, statues of the dead, intriguing ways a person died, ect.

^ he is very respectful though, only really approaching graves that are particularly old.

The occult club does more than just stalking students and summoning demons. they also practice ways to tell the future, speak to ghosts, birth chart and palm readings, and alien investigation night. (Held every other Tuesday.)

He watches BuzzFeed unsolved supernatural. Because weirdly enough true crime gives him the creeps but not ghosts and ghouls.

His favorite animated movies are, Spirited Away, Alice in wonderland, and Paranorman.

His father was a paranormal investigator, but has major Dale Gribble vibes so safe to say he runs an occult goods shop with tarot cards, oujia boards, future reading tea and eggs, and more now after being 'encouraged to retire'.

His mother is a practicing psychic who was actually brought in to help solve the murders at Akademi. She now runs an in store future reading service. Personality wise she's very much so like Jessica Rabbit, sweet charming, and a showman at heart.

Asuo Rito

This man seems like a golden retriever and he is, but sweet Lord does he not actually process his emotions. Everytime he gets upset over something he just throws himself further into training regiments.

Has like seven dogs currently and overall in his life he's had twenty.

Enjoys all sports but knows he should be focusing on just one, but he just can't pick. He enjoys track and field best, but that could just because that's what he wins the most medals for....

Took one martial arts lesson when he was ten and Budo accidentally broke his nose. Swore off martials arts ever since.

Speaking of which, childhood friends with Budo, although at first they didn't like each other because they were on opposing soccer teams.

He in fact does not know Kizano has one sided beef with him. He thinks of all the club leaders as his friends, except Kaga, he finds him creepy.

Favorite animated movie is the Incredibles.

Man is his and his teams own cheerleader, doing full on chants and cartwheels at swim meets.

^ has accidentally cartwheeled into the pool, DURING A RACE.

Mujo Kano

This man would make a better mortician than a nurse! He always gets hung up on fixing patients hair rather than filling out important paperwork.

Studying to be a pediatrician, specifically specializing in infants.

Has an unhealthy build a bear problem. He builds a bear every week and they have invaded his couch, bed, and shelves.

He is a walking disaster. Someone save him.

Osoro Shidesu

Chain smoker, no further elaboration.

He's weirdly stoic, like definitely not a party person, despite being a delinquent hooligan he reminds sorta like an old timey knight.

Rbf to the max, man came into this world with a scowl. There's not a single picture of him in his childhood where he doesn't look like a hell spawn.

Good at cooking in the same way a shady Denny's chef is good at cooking. Like cigarette in hand, cussing under his breath, while making the best funfeitti pancakes known to man.

It brings joy to his grinchy little soul to see a slug bug. Like in ironically giggles when he sees one.

Also thinks clowns are hilarious. In another life he'd be a shady circus owner.

He either has the cutest softest smile known to man, or the creepiest smirk ever.

Favorite animated movie, Up and lady and the tramp.

At his core he does believe in fairness. If a guy is harassing a waitress he won't hesitate to take him outside iykyk.

Hanako Yamada

Has gotten his arm stuck in an arcade machine after trying to just grab the plushie he wanted. The fire station was called and had to help get him out.

Wears keychains on his belt loops of his favorite characters like Keroppi, Hello Kitty and Mimi, and Happy from fairy tail.

Is actually not that social around those he doesn't know, personally I like to think he has some form of social anxiety which prevents from getting close to many people.

The reason why he dresses so cutely is that he figured that even if people stared at him, at least he'd know why rather than just being clueless.

Favorite animated movie is the toy story saga which he cries to every time he rewatches.

Really enjoys playing matchmaker with people he knows, for example in middle school he introduced his aunt to his homeroom teacher, leading for them to get married three years later.

Loves playing animal Crossing (and spending a ridiculous amount on leaf tickets in pocket camp)

Has an absurd amount of plushies, except he does know how to stack them properly to make it seem like he only has a few.

Is studying to be an architect or interior designer, he hasn't quite decided yet but he hopes to someday make homes that'll reflect his clients essence.

Has two pet hamsters, Hamtaro and Hamantha.

Megamo Saikou

Denser than cement when it comes to how much things cost. Not like business expenses because he's been trained for that, but he does think a loaf of bread costs twenty bucks.

Was a premature baby and had a heart problem causing him to be rushed into surgery nearly immediately after being born.

Would be studying to be a brain surgeon if he wasn't set in stone to inherit the company.

Actually rather appreciates the arts, such as art galleries and musical theater.

Favorite animated movie is sleeping beauty.

Likes to people watch, he finds it amusing to see how others live.

Is a horrible cook, like cannot make box Mac n cheese.

[mama-qwerty]

Let's talk about why Knuckles likes grapes. (After another conversation with @nights-nonsensical-ramblings)

The simplest explanation is, he simply does. They're juicy and tasty and a healthy snack. Why wouldn't he like them?

But let's deep dive a bit.

Grapes don't strike me as being native to Angel Island. I mean, they could be, I don't know the exact layout and local flora and fauna of the island. But, for the sake of this discussion, let's say they're not.

So where did they come from? How does Knuckles know about them?

Eggman brought them when he crash landed on the island.

In an attempt to befriend this little semi-feral creature who rushes out to confront him, the doctor offers the little beast some grapes. Knuckles cautiously takes them, discovers them delicious, and deems the doctor no threat.

Knuckles associates grapes with friendship.

When the doctor discovers this little creature loves grapes, he keeps supplying them as he gains the boy's trust, telling him of the evil hedgehog and fox who are on his tail. Yadda yadda, Knux fights in defense of Eggman until the guy betrays him, then he fights with Sonic and Tails to bring him down.

Okay, so why doesn't Knux associate grapes with betrayal?

Because after all this, Knuckles befriends Sonic and Tails. One day they're down on the planet, doing their thing, and Knuckles spies some grapes. He stares maybe a little too long, feeling a pang of hurt as he remembers how tasty they were, but now they're tainted because of Eggman's ultimate betrayal in the end. He draws the attention of the others, but when they ask he brushes it off, probably a little gruffly, and stalks away.

Later, as he's heading back to his island, Tails comes running up to him with a little bag full of grapes. Knuckles is confused--why did he do this? The little fox shrugged and replies with a smile, "You seemed like you really wanted them. And you can think of us and your time down here when you eat them!"

And maybe the pain he'd felt before fades a bit.

This works for SCU Knux, too. In that egg ship thing they used to return to the Mean Bean after Sonic and Tails escaped, there was probably a 'welcome back' fruit basket from Stone. (You know that's the kind of thing he'd do.) In the basket are a batch of grapes, which Robotnik doesn't like. He sees Knuckles kinda staring at the food--some of which he'd never seen before but he's hungry, he hasn't eaten in a while--and Robotnik gets that smarmy little smile and gives the boy the grapes. "Consider it a symbol of our alliance, and a welcome gift to the great planet Earth."

No one had ever given Knuckles food before, without some immediate payment requested. He and Robotnik were already allies at this point, so the offer of this food isn't necessarily tied to that partnership.

From Knuckles' perspective, Robotnik was sharing food to be nice.

No one's ever been nice to him before.

Movie!Knux wouldn't necessarily hold it against the grapes that Robotnik was a dishonorable dick, and they were tasty, which is why he asks Sonic about them at the end of the film. He's hoping to get more of them, and share them with his new friends/family.

[dragons-bones]

FFXIV Write Entry #7: In Pie We Crust

Prompt: morsel || Master Post || On AO3

A/N: This is one time I'm not sorry for a pun. This is your only warning about what's coming, have a snack ready. YOU ARE WELCOME.

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Rereha was a grown woman, halfway through her thirties, had helped save the world multiple times over, but absolutely nothing reverted her to being a twelve-year old sproglet like Angharad Greywolfe’s baking.

The kitchen in the Greywolfe ancestral seat wasn’t as familiar to her as the one in Isolde Greywolfe’s ostentatious manor was; the furniture was different, the shelves of different placement and style and material. But the layout was, almost to the ilm, the same, with a great table as the centerpiece. Aunt Angharad’s influence, certainly, as even with a score of servants manning the household, the Greywolfe matriarch preferred to make the kitchen her domain, to her good-sister’s continued bafflement.

Considering how large and heavy the table was, how darkened and worn the surface, Rere suspected that whatever Garlean household had squatted here during the occupation had decided trying to move the thing was more trouble than it was worth.

The chairs, though, were new, more like stools to accommodate the height of the work table, and Rereha perched on a lalafell-appropriate one, hands flat on the tabletop as she watched Aunt Angharad flit about her kitchen like a hunting hawk. Next to her, Lyse did similar.

“I think the last time I had a proper fruit pie,” Lyse said, her voice dripping with wistful lust, “was just before that damned banquet.”

Aunt Angharad nearly tripped over her own feet in her haste to pivot and stare at Lyse, just as Rere whipped her head around with a horrified squawk. “Lyse.”

Lyse nodded. “S’true. The Resistance cell that Papalymo and I stayed with when we snuck across the Wall had a good supply line, but any fresh fruit they got was dried for better storage, and wheat was for bread and hard tack—”

Rere and Lyse both went rap-rap with their knuckles against the wood, and shared a conspiratorial giggle.

“—and whatever pies were made were meat ones,” Lyse finished. “Pretty tasty, though! I’d forgotten how much I loved gazelle meat. But then we were scrambling back home, and the whole thing with the Griffin…” She paused again, breathing deep, and Rere leaned over to hug her as Aunt Angharad pushed a mug of spiced tea towards her. Lyse returned the hug, then sat up to reach for the mug and sip from it. “Thanks. So, the huge disaster Ilberd made, and then we were running around Gyr Abania and Othard and then I was suddenly given a leadership position and staying in Ala Mhigo, and here we are! I mean, sure, I’ve attended a few formal functions in Eorzea, but those only have the cute little cakes and cookies for dessert. And I’m a good little Gyr Abanian girl, I can and will fight Synnove for the last piece of kunifeh, but pie.”

“Mother Miounne’s blueberry pie,” Rere said dreamily.

Lyse moaned and thunked her head against the table. “With peach ice cream from the Bismarck! Oooohhhh, the way it melts right into the blueberry and makes this cold-and-hot sticky yummy fruit mess on the plate and in your mouth…”

Rere could taste the memory on her tongue as vivid as if she had just shoveled blueberries and ice cream into her mouth, and groaned rapturously.

“Well,” Aunt Angharad laughed setting down a pie tin, “it’s not blueberry, but something tells me that won’t disappoint you girls.”

Rereha and Lyse leaned forward, oohing and aahing in excited delight.

The top crust was perfectly golden brown and no doubt delicious, strips of dough layered into a lattice work as tightly-woven as any picnic basket and encrusted with a cinnamon-sugar mix before being baked. The edges had been neatly crimped, then pressed down with a fork so that the tines made pretty little impressions. A few strategic openings in the lattice allowed steam to escape, curling and dancing upwards and bringing with it the familiar scent of rich cinnamon and ginger and nutmeg and most importantly, cooked, tart apple.

Rereha and Lyse both took deep, appreciative lungfuls, holding the deliciousness in their noses before letting out sighs of pure happiness.

Aunt Angharad chuckled, and made the first cut. The pastry cracked satisfyingly and a shiver went down Rereha’s spine. Aw, yeah, she thought, reaching up to wipe away the drool from her mouth, Angharad Greywolfe’s own pie dough.

“Pie! Pie! Pie! Pie!” Lyse was chanting quietly, staring with huge eyes. Rereha started thumping her hands against the table in accompaniment.

One slice, two slices. With the deft expertise of the experience home cook, Aunt Angharad plated each one without losing any of the filing. Beautiful, spice-covered slices of apple glistened in the kitchen light, before it began to gently ooze out of shape and onto each plate.

Lyse’s stomach made a gurgling noise. Rereha’s followed.

Aunt Angharad’s expressions could properly be called “deeply smug.” She set a fork on each plate, and then gently slid them so they sat perfectly in front of them.

“Do enjoy, girls,” she said, sing-song, with the assurance that would do nothing less.

Rereha picked up her fork. So did Lyse. They clacked forks together, then used them to cut off a large piece of apple pie, and shove said pieces into their own mouths. And moaned.

The crust, as always, was perfectly flaky and soft and good in its own right, made with a combination of sweet cream butter and lard to create the lovely little layers. The crunch beneath Rereha’s teeth was oh-so-satisfying, especially against the soft apple slices.

The sugar-spice blend was cinnamon-dominant, as it should be, the other spices mixed with it added sparingly to enhance rather than overwhelm. Just a hint of the nutmeg, the warmth of ginger, and ooooh, yes, there was the star anise. Rereha continued to chew slowly, savoring each and every bit of this truly divine experience. Along with the sugar that Aunt Angharad had tossed the apples in, it was almost candy-like with how the sugar had caramelized as it cooked. Not quite enough to be a chewy treat in and of itself, of course, but more like a sauce, thick and rich and sweeeeeeeet. So, so, so good. And then the wonderful tartness of the apple, bright enough to cut through the sweet and ensure that the fruit was all that was left on the tongue in delicious memory as Rereha swallowed.

Rereha closed her eyes and sighed. “I love you so much, Auntie,” she said, opening her eyes to claim another bite. Beside her, Lyse was still making frankly obscene noises, cheeks bulging as she continued to chew her first huge bite.

Angharad’s laugh echoed from the other end of the kitchen, and she poked her head in from the cold room. A devious smile was on her lips. “Want some vanilla ice cream for that?”

Lyse nearly choked as she joined Rere’s shriek of, “YES!”