#matcha mochi

[daily-deliciousness]

Green tea mochi

[spacebubblehomebase]

Your art looks so yummy and soft it tastes like soft ice-scream with different flavours for each character. GIVE ME MOREEEEEEEEEE

THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPYYY!!! 💙💙💙💙💙

HOW'D YOU KNOW!!!? No one has ever connected those dots for YEARS!!! 👀 See my headline? "With Love Of Every Flavor..." That's something I wrote in my adolescence which I just never bothered to change. It pertains to my posts and how I make them with love (you can cringe), but I also purposely used it to allude to- you literally guessed it- ICE CREAM!!! Which, according to my family, I was infamously obsessed with. STILL super obsessed with actually! (Tho in my defense, the Philippines is hotter than HELL rn.) So yes! I do see my own art as scoops of ice cream. Have been for- again -YEARS! Besides a "space bubble" for introverts -and people who simply love in a different flavor- to feel safe in, that's EXACTLY what I wanted my art to be seen as!!! Which is why I mostly draw sweet things. (Key word: Mostly.) I wanted to convey the giddiness I feel whenever I eat ice cream with my art. So hearing you say that, tho I know naming the taste of an artist's work isn't all that new, really feels like an achievement! THANK YOU!!! ...Okay. Now that you made it this far through my sappy sugar rush induced writing, I know I went off on a tangent, but since ya'll have been really hyping me up lately, how about an update? On my AU? Just a short and sweet reward? Nothing big. Not much lore, but let's saaaaay... it'll beeeee... today? 🫣 Hehe. More, indeed. ^v^ Stay Tuned~! -Bubbly💙

[aurora--sky]

15 potraw od @brazenlotus

Piętnaście potraw z kategorii Pieczenie [Baking]. ➝ data tłumaczenia: 3.9.2024

🫓 Beignets 🍞 Hokkaido Milk Bread 🥧 Fancy Pumpkin Pie 🐰 Bunny Garden Cookies 🎃 Spiced Pumpkin Bread

🍭 Mochi:

Matcha mochi

Mango mochi

Taro mochi

Strawbery mochi

Chocolate mochi

🍩 Candy Corn Doughnuts 🐋 Whale Cookies 🐋 Whalebert Cupcakes 🌈 Rainbow Cookies 🌈 Rainbow Cupcakes

tłumaczenie nie będzie działało bez moda

tłumaczenie należy włożyć do folderu z modem

mod wymaga Core Food and Drink, Core Mod oraz XML Injector

tłumaczenia do tych wymaganych modów można znaleźć u @daisy1728 na tej stronie

chyba każda potrawa ma dodatkowe opcjonalne składniki i cechy parceli do pobrania, aby urozmaicić grę/potrawy. przeczytać można o nich na stronie z wybraną potrawą, a pobrać u @ayla88

➝ zgłoś błędy przez formularz lub ask ➝ gdy tłumaczenie nie działa ➝ lista moich tłumaczeń ➝ co aktualnie tłumaczę/aktualizuję ➝ tou ➝ kup mi kawę

📂 POBIERANIE 📂

BEIGNETS - SFS CHLEB MLECZNY Z HOKKAIDO - SFS WYMYŚLNA TARTA DYNIOWA - SFS CIASTECZKA OGRÓD KRÓLICZKA - SFS CHLEB DYNIOWY Z PRZYPRAWAMI - SFS

MATCHA MOCHI - SFS MANGO MOCHI - SFS TARO MOCHI - SFS STRAWBERRY MOCHI - SFS CHOCOLATE MOCHI - SFS

PĄCZKI CANDY CORN (cukierek przypominający wyglądem kukurydzę) - SFS CIASTECZKA WIELORYBY - SFS BABECZKI WIELORYBY - SFS TĘCZOWE CIASTECZKA - SFS TĘCZOWE BABECZKI - SFS

[brightlotusmoon]

[and-we-quote-osc]

The Canon Human Gijinkas of The Contestants (PT 1)

1.) Hyper Sprinkles

2.) Buldak 2x

3.) Matcha Mochi

Matcha is the shortest!

[cremensugar]

Perfecting Homemade Matcha Mochi: A Step-by-Step Guide

Discover the secret to homemade Matcha Mochi! Craving a soft, chewy delight that’s utterly irresistible? Look no further than this Japanese treat combining the rich flavors of matcha and the delightful chewiness of mochi. Dive into its origins dating back centuries, blending ancient tea traditions with the craftsmanship of mochi-making.

 Create your own batch with simple ingredients like sweet glutinous rice flour and green tea matcha powder. Whether you opt for classic red bean filling or experiment with cocoa or sesame, each bite is a culinary masterpiece. Indulge responsibly and savor the matcha magic — your homemade treat awaits!

[boxcakes]

kura with roomies last night! Had some sushi but didn't take any pics (had some of the ones I had last time + a wagyu sushi , tuna and some other things)

As said on the menu:

-> fried takoyaki

-> matcha mochi ice cream

-> sesame mochi ice cream

[bokutosmochi]

kinktober day five: somnophilia!

ADRENALINE RUSH ♡ NANAMI KENTO

fem!reader x nanami kento

ingredients: nanami has some adrenaline he has to get rid off

what's it: smut

allergen warning/s: spit, unprotected sex, somnophilia

sugar level: 1.5k

regulars: @ventdavi154 @deobiforever @sugusshi @angelshub @eussstasss

parlor's note: can't do a kinktober without including nyanyamin!!

bon appetit!

fuck gojo, fuck that patchface curse, fuck the higher ups

those were the only thoughts that bounced around nanami's head.

it was no secret that the man hated going any minute overtime, now here he was going home at fucking ten in the evening. on top of that, because of the late hour, the things he was able to pick up from his favorite bakery were what ever was left over from the day -- though one would argue that he's lucky because said bakery was still open at the late hour. regardless, the fact remained: the pastries were no longer fresh, no longer fluffy and warm.

if it was any other day, he wouldn't have ate it on the subway ride home from work and instead saved it so he could reheat it once he's safely in the confines of his own home, but not today. he was too hungry, and quite frankly, running out of patience.

he sets down his dull blade in its rightful place by the door and tugs off the yellow patterned tie in an uncharacteristically pissed off manner. not only was he filled with negative emotions, but adrenaline from the fight he had against an unnamed, unregistered cursed spirit was still pumping in his veins. with a huff, he hangs it over his shoulder, before moving on to unbutton his blue button down shirt as he walks over to the bedroom.

this was the part of his day that he looked forward to the most. sure, it was the end of the day, but it was the part where he'd see you, hold you for more than two hours.

laid down in the large california king bed was you. thick, soft blankets tucked up to under your chin, hair he loved running his hands through fanned out around your face, and your face. you looked so angelic when you slept, so peaceful even during nights like this when he knew you weren't sleeping well because he wasn't there in the bed with you -- you confessed to him one time, you always get the best dreams, the most restful nights of sleep whenever he's there holding you.

you shifted in your sleep, turning to your other side making the blanket move further down your body. it exposed the thin shirt you were wearing; an old shirt of nanami's. the fabric was so worn down that the man could spot your nipples, hardened from the chilly autumn air, from under the shirt.

you mewled softly and it made nanami wonder what you were dreaming of; whether you were dreaming at all. aside from that, the sound also made his beige slacks tighten and he found a way to release all that pent up frustration and adrenaline from his system.

he pushes the dress pants down along with his boxers, then damn near trips trying to take his socks off and walk to you at the same time. he's just had such a rough day and needs some help from you.

a thought pushes itself into his mind the moment he crawls on top of you, one that's about morality and ethics. he's never done this before and it feels wrong to do it. second thoughts fill his mind, but he remembers the fact that you've had this discussion before. he's already asked for your permission prior. in return, you only asked one thing from him: if i had a long day, try not to wake me if you don't have or want to. and aside from that, you've always been such a nice and thoughtful girlfriend. there has never been a moment in the many years you've been together where you've lacked understanding with him. you're always so selfless, giving him whatever he wanted, so long as it's reasonable, and this is reasonable, right?

with those thoughts as a green light, he pushes the blanket away from your body, nudges you so you'd be lying on your back, and moves the crotch of your panties to the side so he can have his way with you.

always the caring boyfriend, he makes sure you're properly lubricated before he does pushes himself in. after all, he doesn't want anything bad to happen to his sweet, caring girlfriend.

getting you wet the way he usually does takes too long, and besides, he'd probably end up waking you up too, which is something you asked him not to do if he didn't have to. not to mention the fact that he always gets so into turning you on; it's what gets him aroused too. he'll get too handsy, too noisy.

it's not an option so he opts to spit on your pussy instead.

he enjoys the sight of his glob of drool dripping around your vulva for a moment before spreading it around. when he decides that you're not wet enough, he spits again and does the same thing.

the man may think that exerting minimal effort is all that's required for most of his day-to-day tasks, but that rule does not include you and it never will. he always makes sure to take care of you the way you take care of him.

when your lips are shiny with his spit, he backs away for a moment, lines the head of his cock with your slit then pushes in as softly and slowly as he could, trying his best not to jostle you.

he moans lowly as he sinks in your warm pussy. it's a sensation he can never get enough of, even if he makes love to you a million times. he adores it, the way you welcome him so easily. he only stops his motions when he was buried to the hilt, his pelvis flush against yours.

he looked down to where your bodies connected and involuntarily muttered a low shit under his breath. to him, the sight was a masterpiece that could easily top an expensive painting any day; it certainly made him feel more emotions than those.

with a deep breath sucked in through the mouth, he started moving, steadily thrusting in and out of your wet cunt. the movement was calculated, executed with maximum precision to ensure that you won't wake from your slumber.

how could you expect him to keep his composure completely under these circumstances? you're so tight, he's always said that your pussy was made for him, and he doesn't just say that to get you off; he truly means it, and then you combine your perfect pussy with your perfect face. he's a goner.

he tries to stifle his moans, tries to swallow them under his breaths, but a few still manage to escape. despite those, he continues to yearn to make this nice and quick. it's just to blow off some steam, after all.

the moment his attempts become futile comes when you stir, letting out noises that shoots blood steaming down to his already painfully hard dick, and flutter your eyes open.

when his eyes meets yours, his elbows buckle, though he's quick to straighten himself back up again; his motion was so fluid you didn't even notice it, only the slight twitch of his cock.

you yawn before acknowledging the situation. "kento?" your words are slurred due to the sleepiness that remains in your system. "what's goin' on?"

"sorry hun," he grunts, continuing to fuck you. "adrenaline rush. you can go back to sleep if you want."

you give him a hum though you didn't actually succumb to sleep. the feeling of kento's cock inside you wasn't something you could simply nap through, no matter how hard you try nor matter how hard he tries to not rouse you.

he might have thought you were asleep - you were so quiet, not making a noise other than the natural moans - if you didn't mutter an "i'm close" at the exact same moment he felt his orgasm nearing.

"i am too, hun." his movements become sloppier. he loses his rhythm to the pleasure and due to the lapse in concentration since he began to play with your clit to help you reach your high as well.

"ken," he recognizes what you need with the call of his name. one of your hands found their way to his back, currently running the nails down the hard muscle. the pain only added to nanami's delight.

"i'm right there, hun. you can let go."

the both of you come at the same time and the feeling was euphoric. despite wanting rest, you're glad you woke up.

"that was nice." you commented lamely. the word didn't sum up the experience, it was so much better than nice, but your tired brain couldn't think of anything else. apparently, nanami had the same sentiment.

"i think that's a bit of an understatement, darling. now come on and get some rest, you deserve it."

i get: reblog

you get: a california king bed with a nanami body pillow

[nanmo-wakaran]

strawberry daifuku🍓

[build-a-stim]

friendly frog (2004) for an anon who requested my first bab!

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[hannisharkk]

୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅ "( – ⌓ – ) ✩°｡⋆⸜ (╥﹏╥) ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡

　　　　　✿　　˚　　⌂　　🌳⑅　　◍　　♡

୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅ ✩°｡⋆⸜ Moodboard MOMO ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱　 📞 ⏇ ✽ ( ◞‸◟)

[useyourimagination2020]

高級抹茶「天空の抹茶」を使用した贅沢なフルーツ大福, 亀屋万年堂 (source)

(via 亀屋万年堂の限定「贅沢フルーツ大福」上品な苦みの高級抹茶“天空の抹茶”×ブランド苺“とちあいか” - ファッションプレス)

[fumifooms]

I WENT TO A COOOOON I finished pinning my bag just in time for it!! It was a small one but still my first one ever omg it was great. Someone recognized Marcille but not Chilchuck </3 People judged my ships on 3 different instances for 3 different ships, I got visibly emotional over Alois Trancy, I bought a Denji figure, it was great

I have preordered keychains and whatnot on the way still so I’ll def be updating my itabag composition + moving stuff around sort of soon, will give an update once it’s freshened up! Info on all the merch + some extra pics under read more Blue & green <3

Second pic is two custom badges I drew!! Never had bubble tea before so it acts as a con souvenir, + blorbos

The itabag: link, by Iconografi

Bootlegs but artist is bkub

Bootlegs of official merch

Official art but edited to make nice badges (I thought the anime celebration artwork ones were official ngl

Keychains by 118ween

Keychains by Sleepywyrm, link

Loot Anime crate pin

Keychains by SolelleArt, link

Keychains by ACertainSheep, link

Keychain and charms by Aguichart

Ok that’s it for now~ To quote a buddy:

I’m not used to having such high quality figures…… He fits so perfectly in my hand 🥹

[and-we-quote-osc]

Contestant #2

Matcha Mochi

(Human name: Mavis Martinez)

Any Pronouns (Gender Fluid)

20 years old

Bisexual

Matcha Mochi is an energetic, yet sensitive person. He was raised in an abusive household but has built up a reputation for being an over all kind person. Her girlfriend is Hyper Sprinkles. Their friends are Ramen, Yellow Pearl, Berry Soda, Cactus, and Chocolate Covered Strawberry.

Likes: Hyper Sprinkles (Girlfriend), her friends, his artwork, Anime

Dislikes: Helium, her family, himself, loud noises, being yelled at.

[mooniety]

weakest metasusie enjoyer be like

[bokutosmochi]

THE RETURN OF THE KINGS ♡ GOJO SATORU featuring adoptive son!fushiguro megumi

gojo satoru x fem!reader

ingredients? after weeks upon weeks of worrying about your boyfriend and your adoptive son's whereabouts, they finally come home.

what’s it? fluff

allergen warning/s? n/a

sugar level? 1.2k

regulars? @tokyometronetwork

parlor’s note? sorry i'm more than a few days late. i was a little busy then felt sick.

anyways

DADDY'S HOMEEEEEEEE

bon appetit

"c'mon, gimme a hug megs." the white haired sorcerer grinned at his adoptive child of sorts, only for the young boy to grimace, clearly not fond of the idea. "why do i have to do that?"

"i'll teleport us inside the apartment." was gojo's reply. he flashed his son an innocent grin and bat of his eyelashes.

"why don't we just open the door?" he grumbled.

if he was being honest with himself, he'd know exactly why gojo wanted a hug. he was stuck in the prison realm - a place where time does not pass - for nineteen days; but nineteen days that felt like eternity.

gojo simply missed megumi.

of course he missed gojo too. underneath sukuna's influence, he was relieved to see that gojo was okay once he was unsealed.

but gojo didn't need to know that in such detail. he's sure that a teary eyed and wavering voiced "i'm glad you're back." would be louder than if he had a long winded speech on the subject. it'd also be louder than a hug on their apartment's doorstep.

"it's one in the morning. your mom's sleeping. we might wake her if we open the door." she needs some sleep. knowing her, she hasn't been able to get a lot of those since you and i stopped updating her and replying to her texts.

and he'd be correct. you weren't a jujutsu sorcerer. you didn't even know much about sorcery as per gojo. all you knew was that it was a dangerous job and there's a big chance of your boyfriend and your son not coming back to you. that's why you wanted them to update you whenever they could; just so you have that assurance that they're still alive, but it's been a long time since you had that. gojo hasn't been able to text you since he got sealed, and megumi when sukuna took over his body.

you've been worried sick. losing sleep wondering if you lost your two favorite boys in the world at the same time.

"fine." megumi sighed. when he put it that way, it was hard to turn him down.

he closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around gojo's midsection and in a flash, the both of them were in the safety of the apartment's living room.

"go change, then get some sleep. you've been through a lot."

that was what gojo did as well, damn near tearing up when he saw your resting figure in front of his eyes. this time, he was not dreaming, he was not imagining better days with you; this time, you were actually there in the flesh.

he laid in bed with as minimal movement as possible as to not disturb you, hugged you close to his chest and drifted off to sleep after pressing a much needed kiss to your forehead and burying his face into your hair.

***

you've had the best sleep of your life since satoru and megumi left for that mission in shibuya, though it may have something to do with your dream.

in this dream, it was like you had satoru in your arms, safe and sound. with how much you've been thinking about him and your son, you have had these dreams frequently, but there's something different about this one.

it's much more vivid. it was like you could smell him under your nose. the scent that's musky and sweet and clean; that scent that reminds you of home. you could feel him, the smoothness of his skin, the temperature of him, the feeling of his tight black shirt. you could hear his soft breathing, calm, deep, and utterly relaxed. and you could see him in crystal clear hd. every faint freckle and mole he had on his face, his exposed neck and collarbones. you remembered him like you've been staring at him unceasingly for the last year, like he never left, and you were to retain every single one of his features.

only he was there. your eyes widened when you realized that fact. it wasn't a dream.

"oh my god," you murmured, running a gentle hand through his messy, battle-tossee hair, making sure to not wake him, then his rosy cheeks, then his plump lips, as if you were making sure that he's actually there and you aren't hallucinating him.

and he is. my god, he is. you tenderly kissed his forehead before carefully slipping out of his arms. after all, you were missing two boys.

you opened the door, not bothering to close it since you'd be returning to the room in a few minutes. you just had to make sure than your two men were there.

you slowly turned the knob to megumi's room, your heart swelling in your chesy when you saw the black haired sorcerer laying on his bed, face without the tension that you've always been worried were glued to his features.

you padded over to him, doing the same thing as you did to satoru. brushing the hair from his face and kissing his forehead.

"get some sleep, megs."

when he recovers as best as he can from whatever horrors he has faced in the last month, you'll be sure to treat him and take him somewhere he wants to be -- like a museum or aquarium, if he wanted. and satoru too, of course.

satoru who had a pout on his lips right behind you.

you almost jumped a foot in the air in surprise, but you were able to recover quickly and throw yourself into his waiting arms.

his touch not leaving you, he dragged you out of your son's bedroom and into yours.

"why'd you leave me?" he crossed his arms on his chest and furrowed his eyebrows making you laugh.

you missed his clinginess, his shenanigans so much.

you cradled his face in your hands and pressed a kiss to his lips. when you pulled away, you didn't leave an inch of space between you. a mere centimeter would be more accurate. "i'm sorry. wanted to check in on megumi too."

despite satoru's unaccepting hmph! he still leaned in to kiss you, pulling away a microscopic amount. "you could've just checked in on him later."

you pecked his lips again, keeping the same amount of distance as you did earlier; not a lot. "i wanted to check on him while you were still sleeping."

following the pattern established, he kissed you fleetingly again before speaking. "do i look like i'm asleep to you?"

surrendering, you laughed. it was music to satoru's ears, especially now he's gone so long without hearing it. "i guess you're right, i'm sorry."

satoru pulled you in tight so you were chest to chest, not even the thinnest piece of paper could get in between the two of you, yet for some reason, you and your boyfriend thought it was not close enough.

"you should be. i'm expecting a million kisses to even begin to make it up to me."

you smiled into his chest.

"however many you want."

satoru sighed contentedly.

"i missed you."

"i missed you too."

i get: reblog

you get: more DADDY'S HOMEEEEEE tiktoks