#mont blanc cake

[nanmo-wakaran]

mont blanc tart

[chikuwashika]

chocolate cake🍫＆Chestnut cream cake🌰

[kawaii-foodie]

harucake_

[cruella-devegan]

소이로움 (So-iroum) / Seoul, South Korea

Mont blanc cake 🌰 my favourite 🥺😭❤️

[narugen-moved]

good lord my mina has two hands au….. actually thinking abt it is so cute to me both of them making mina laugh out of the blue with their antics and it’s just. (head in my hands) okay these two stinking LOSERS .!!!!!!

narumi: w?????????? (broken)

hoshina: ??????????? (also broken)

mina, unaware of her beauty and power: ????? (confused) why did both of u stop

more under cut

AND IMAGINE

narumi complaining abt something one day as they’re all walking together mina in the center holding onto both of their hands and he won’t stopppp making jabs at hoshina and mina kisses him and he shuts up instantly and goes . hm. Ha. huh. (malfunctioning) what the fuck was i saying again?

hoshimina: lol grade schooler

OR LIKE

mina tired from Captain Duties coming home to the both of them on the sofa just chilling and it’s surprising to see them being so amiable and they ask her to lie on them .. mina complaining that narumi has it easy since he dumps all his work to hasegawa and hoshina is like you could’ve asked me for help and then she’s like but then i’d be like this idiot here :(

narumi: oi… (threatening to stop massaging her legs if she keeps this up - but obv he won’t bc she actually looks Exhausted)

hoshina combing through her hair oughhhhhh both of them leaving her to rest and make dinner for her #Malewives and then fighting the entire fucking time…

mina thanks them for cooking when she wakes up and finds that she’s already been changed into more comfortable clothes Ack., noticing narumi has cuts on fingers from the knife and is like hold on … (checking hoshina’s hands to make sure he’s okay too except he turns bright red like Captain. why are u holding onto my hand. <- they’ve been dating for a year) narumi snorts at his loserisms but is ultimately no better when she goes to one of the cupboards to get her band aids except she needs a stool and she’s lazy so narumi is like AS THE TALLEST PERSON AROUND- (“it’s like 5cm max” hoshina butts in) he tries to reach for it but can’t either and it’s very hilarious. he lifts mina up by the waist so she can reach for it instead…. her carefully putting the band aids on narumi and kissing his hands… hoshina going I THINK I HAVE SOME CUTS TOO <- literally doesn’t

both of them arguing who should do the dishes with her and mina is like no i can do them myself and hoshina is like well the mighty first division captain spilled blood into our vegetables so i feel like-

and then they argue some more until she’s almost done and both of them just help out anyway LOL.

bath time where mina leans against hoshina and narumi is on the opposite grumbling about it… hoshina reminding him he got his turn yesterday and he wouldn’t be banned if he had more self control

and with bakko mina lets it slip that he likes narumi a bit more and he won’t shut the fuck about it for DAYS until hoshina reminds him that he’s the one who’s literally by mina’s side daily and also. sees bakko all the time too so it won’t be hard to turn the tides and narumi is like FUCK!!!!! angry stomping #loser.

god they’re so fun . me when ashiro mina is loved :)

and omfg on her birthday they’re coordinating with kafka and okonogi and they’re arguing over whether to make it cat themed or tiger themed . hoshina is like LOOK AT BAKKO. narumi is like SHE FUCKING LIKES CATS!!!!!!

hoshina: bakko is LITERALLY a cat. are you stupid? is the strongest soldier in the force actually Stupid?

narumi: on the verge of exploding

okonogi pipes in like … erm i think we could do a feline themed party….!

kafka can’t even say shit bro is terrified but he plans everything else like her fave food and orders the cake with nrhs

another idea i had was mina getting an award for something but both of them aren’t able to make it so they put on like goofy fucking congratulations glasses and prepare party poppers and when she’s home they pop it like “CONGRATS NUMBER 1 CAPTAIN (narumi: that should’ve been ME btw.)” and she’s stunned and kind of tipsy from the drinks they handed her and she starts laughing at how stupid they look and gooddddddd it’s so cute. they both crumble to the floor like losers when she won’t stop giggling at them . can i die

also absolutely hilarious idea i got was narumi giving mina a ride somewhere and hoshina is like what about me but he’s on his motorbike so obviously there’s no space so he’s like: You 🫵 can just walk. and mina is like, dead fucking serious, do you know those small seats you attach to the side of scooters..? or bikes…? and hoshina is like. i think i’ll pass. except narumi. LOVES THE IDSA BECAUDE ITS GOKNA MAKE HOSHINA LOOK SO FUCKING STUPID so he’s like Oh considered it done .

LILE THIS I CANT FUCKIH BRETAGEJAODOSI mina doesn’t think it’s funny in the slightest she’s just like oh yeah that’s pretty practical and hoshina is covering his face as they ride through ariake to tachikawa. they end up on the fucking news.

i can’t they’re so funny.

[nao-san-no-kagoshima-love]

ハロウィン🎃👻ぽいやつ

Boooooフラペチーノ

手しぼり栗のモンブラン🌰

@スターバックス コーヒー

TSUTAYA BOOKSTORE 菊陽店

[cupcakedex]

Tangrowth mont blanc cake by Prof. Rosemary’s lab!

[not-dere]

[hisuix01]

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[fincello]

[ruruumin]

hi!! I came across you and I thought your work is really amazing!! This is my first time asking something like this haha but for everything a first :) I really love figure skating and I was wondering if you could make a oneshot or any headcannons of the reactions of blue lock characters haha (mostly rin nagi and sae)! (sorry if I made some mistakes, English is t my first language)

ice, ice, baby!

₊˚ ᗢ blue lock various x figure skater! reader.

⤷ what kind of relationships rin, sae, and nagi (separate) would be in.

itoshi rin

“if you’re going to do something, do it with your entire heart.”

rin met you when he was only ten years old. you were his next door neighbor with a feverish dream to become the best figure skater in the world. although it may have been one of the loftiest dreams anyone might hear, he believed in you the same way you did for him. and together, he will see you perform all over the country, with him in arms waiting.

so when a cold rainy day comes and the two of you were walking home together under a shared umbrella, he wanted to say something. but you beat him to it. standing in front of your door, you turned around and smiled, saying only two things: i will be leaving to russia tomorrow morning to train with a new coach. 

this first part came as a no brainer to him, of course you would leave. just as sae did a few months ago, you were beginning to flap the wings you were blessed with. however, the second part was what kept him on his toes, heart punching up to his throat: and i love you, rin.

after departing in the morning, he would stay up late to watch your performances on television. even when he had early practice, it was complete habit to see you on screen. your presence on the ice was unmatched by many of your cohorts in russia. cold and calculative, yet free flowing. like a confident stream you graced the fields with a polished play. alongside a perfectly timed quad axel, it placed you right at the top of the world.

the ultimate power couple. when you’re at the kiss and cry, you’ll say his name to the camera before blowing a kiss. meanwhile, whenever he scores a goal, he’ll raise his fist in a catching motion, bringing it up to his lips as he hides his faint smile behind his hand. your performances will always be dedicated to each other and it drives the press mad (rightfully so). 

when you return to japan, he’s the first person that you see at the airport. in only a matter of seconds, with his extremely long legs and speed, he is wrapping his arms around you tightly, inhaling your scent as he lays his head on your shoulder. 

he would immediately take you back to all your favorite places. during your time away, he had taken a multitude of pictures and sent you dozens of instagram reels of cafes. now that you were here in his arms, it made going to them all the more real (or maybe not, with you sitting in front of him, enjoying a mont blanc and latte, it feels like the perfect dream). 

sleeping in the same bed as him had never felt any better. while you knew him to be a drooler, you would have never expected him to be clingier than a koala. he is keeping you flushed against his chest the entire night. if you think about getting water, he will follow you with arms tangled with yours. 

itoshi sae

“i’ll carve my name into ice while you all watch in awe.” 

the only other person with the same amount of arrogance as him was you, a rebellious teenager he found on the streets of spain. you tried to pickpocket him on his first day in the country. instead of reporting you to the police, he asked you one simple question that changed the trajectory of your life: if you had the chance to do anything, what would it be?

some people viewed you as a lost cause in the figure skating world. having started extremely late compared to your other peers, your name was rubbish and caked in dirt. however, it never stopped sae from coming to see you after every practice, watching as you practiced your spins and salchows underneath the dim lights of the arena with a coach he’d hired. to him, you were a diamond in the rough that just needed a push.

he didn’t think much about your relationship until it was late at night. you were walking back with him to a hotel, face covered with masks to avoid intruding paparazzi. it started off with small talk, like family and friends (you learned he had a very cocky but sweet brother back in japan), but it quickly diverged into something more intimate that had the two of you walking into his room with intertwined pinkies.

when it came time to perform in the qualifying rounds, you had plunged the stadium with wails and tears. overcoming the country’s beloved skater by a wide margin, you stood above everyone, head raised high as you pointed up to the cameras, hardening your gaze as you mouthed sae’s name. you must have known he was watching from the corners of the locker room. 

the world of figure skating was going to change with you, a new generation skater that rose from nothing. 

sae feels immense pride when it comes with you. even though there were many curve balls thrown in your direction, whether it be from bad press or his persistent fanbase, the smile you hid beneath the covers reassured him that you were going to stick it out. nothing in the world could compare to the happiness you felt when you were with sae. because with him, you knew you could do anything.

dates typically consist of fancy meals or sightseeing trips. he isn’t particularly drawn to these activities himself, but what motivates him is the thought of treating you to something new. whether it be a pretty dessert from down the street that costed an arm and a leg, or seeing the stars as you walk along the beach, he’ll dedicate a huge chunk of his income to letting you see the world in its fullest.

matching photocards on the back of your phone cases. sae uses a clear one so he can flip his phone around and stare at you before every game. while some think he’s admiring your smile (as beautiful as it is), he’s actually sees you as the perfect rival to his games. although you were both in different sports, the two of you constantly pushed each other to your limits, showing the world what it means to be the very best. 

nagi seishiro

“there is no point in anything if you aren’t going to have fun.” 

he wasn’t interested in figure skating until he came across one of your performances on youtube. it was really early into middle school when he started watching you. one of the reasons why he started was because you skated to a lot of his favorite songs from video games he liked. the second reason was because you looked like you were having fun. 

unlike most figure skaters he’s seen, you made the sport look enjoyable (he thinks everyone else looks extremely constipated when they’re too focused). with a beautifully confident smile, you danced across the ice, performing triple axels and a perfect biellmann spin. you skated as if you truly loved this sport, and this was the selling point for him (maybe this is when he started to be called a certified fanboy).

when he arrived to blue lock, the first thing he wanted to win back was his phone so he could keep up with your recent uploads. even when you aren’t posting something figure skating related, your miniature q&a sessions were entertaining enough to keep him awake for the rest of the night, much to reo’s dismay (he wanted to sleep early for once).

the best thing reo had gifted him were a pair of tickets to see you perform at one of the biggest skating rinks in the country. nagi was almost shaking in his seat in excitement, eyes wider than saucers when you stepped into the arena with the prettiest outfit known to man. you blew kisses and waved to the audience, giving them your signature smile. you suddenly stopped in your tracks to deliver a long kiss in nagi’s direction, something that sent him into an early cardiac arrest.

your relationship with him blossoms after seeing him at the local convenience store. the two of you had awkwardly reached for the same cup noodle. even though you were dressed in a simple, oversized black hoodie and a mask that hid half of your face, he easily recognized you by the sound of your voice. nagi’s phone would have dropped to the ground if it wasn’t for you catching it midway. when the screen lights up with a picture of you as his wallpaper, you smile and type in your number, throwing his phone back to him as you take the cup noodle and leave.

you and him would text consistently. after every practice he would immediately rush over to his phone to see if you had left any messages. expect a lot of back and forth photos. nagi’s pictures consisting of things he saw that reminded him of you while you sent him photos of yourself at practice or a recent choreograph. 

imagine how shocked your youtube fanbase is when you show up with your 6’3 boyfriend who barely shows up on camera because hes too tall for your tripod. you’re teaching him how to ice skate and although he started as a wobbly giraffe, he easily picked up a lot of tricks. he might not be the best at doing jumps but his footwork was impeccable (you like to tease him about switching careers but he lazily replies with his face in your shoulder about how much work it’ll be). 

[usagimen]

           「 兎 」  IT’S EXHAUSTING TO EXIST, to wear another’s face, she felt the weight of it all sink into the marrow of the bone && her hands would tremble. Tired, aching, when did the monotony of an equally drab life become so damn heavy? The dullness of her eyes suddenly contrasts, narrowing as her teeth grit, everyone is waved away && the manager shall handle it. Several pastries, from Mont Blanc to simple strawberry pan, sugar coated, thick with dollops of cream inside the middle - sweet things to wash away the bitterness, all of them, served with utmost care.

          “That is what we specialize in” she mouths it, with a sigh leaving the confines of her chest, uttered a thousand times till it became tight && shiny like plastic, she had not learned to smile the same way just yet. A singular brow raises, arched, ready to move by itself in agitation, of course, there was not a moment to spare && the rabbit must escape the wolves that come to devour her whole. “That’s rather troublesome” finally, she takes a seat, the scent of vanilla, roses, thick with a spice yet utmost belonging to her wafts, digits pressed into her temple. “I’m not a position to inherently fight off a swarm of assassins by myself, unfortunately, ascending into Godhood comes with a heavy toll while I have no desire to return home” the facial mask is removed, glaring, bright red in a gruesome manner where the sinew && bone was exposed, now the skin was pulled together whole as one could say, seamless yet obvious in its scarring. “I rather not go through something like this again, don’t think my face has enough room for a companion to this nasty blemish” she laughs, hollowed, never quite matching the cryptic expression upon the sheen of ice that she called a facade.

         “Revise is a fanciful term for more money, don’t play coy, I hate dull men who think they are more cunning than they are” there, she was undefeated, the spark that had not extinguished simmers. Awaiting to rage into an inferno, yet, she was not quite ready - grasping at her wounds, licking them furiously, but a prey animal would not quiver for long. She was still the vessel of the slumbering God, a chosen heroine in his eyes or perhaps, another child that would earn their crown amongst the glory of slaughter, fate had yet to grant her insight. Penetrating, she latches her gaze into the deaden one, corpse girl, it was odd to view such apathy now, wasn’t it?

           “Your price, speak plainly && clearly, we are both in a position to profit. I have not mastered the usage of Miyako Odori, in truth, I believe it will take a few months to access tier one && then a year for tier two, in such time I am vulnerable. This is not a plea for help, more or less, a business deal -  let us seal the contract”

His senses have been finely tuned — to catch the moment inertia breaks, the peaceful stasis of the café shattering like the shifting of tectonic plates to split the continents and divide the land. If Usami were a young man, he'd find the motions loud, rattling against his skull, disturbed by the echoes of trepidation. Do you understand what it means to be a groundskeeper so unsettled by the movement of prey animal in the thicket, to quake at signs of intrusion in the still garden and what hid in unruly, hideous weeds that have yet to be pulled? It meant you had no proclivity as a hunter, which was half the burden of being a groundskeeper.

“Correct.” Usami finds little reason to debate. There was no obligation for him to be anywhere in this world. He waited for the tea to settle, for stagnancy to return. With dark eyes, he appraised the lapses of perfection upon the missing Kobayashi's face, examining the ripples in her façade without much conscious effort. He could not help but notice all disruption to his perfect monotony. “I came here for peace of mind.”

In business, they referred to this as insurance. She understands business and the language of reciprocation well enough, responding swift with compensation and fulfilling conditional clauses. Equilibrium gradually returns as he nods at pastries, until he remembers the first ripple. “The Hei have increased their efforts to find you. I have come to inform you of this unprecedented development and measure your progress.” The beautiful stillness of the tea was undeserved, so Usami taps the edge of the cup. “Depending on your diligence, it may be required to revise the terms of our contract.”

[kawaii-foodie]

mmny_09

[cruella-devegan]

Shochikuen Cafe / Asakusa, Tokyo, Japan

Mont blanc cake and soy latte 🍰 ☕️

[strawberry4milk]

tiramisu/mont blanc cake

[wannabepoeticischiya]

as long as I exist, you will always be loved

ao3: as long as I exist, you will always be loved pairing: gojo satoru x f! reader genre: fluff wc: 0.4k status: one shot

Satoru wasn’t embarrassed, he could have declared it to the world, and he would find no shame in doing so. But there was something about him when he would look her in the eye, laugh, and poke her face—tell her that he loves her, like there was no surer thing in the world other than the sentiments he held in his heart.

Ever since they were little, she would notice how Satoru offered her all the extra desserts on the table. It didn't matter if it was the last candy in the bowl, the lone chocolate bar, or the cupcake sitting peacefully just waiting to be eaten.

He offered it all to her.

So, she deduced that he must have not liked sweet things.

But even when it came to two different drinks, he always let her choose first, always. And if she decides that she didn't like her initial choice, he'd take it and give her his. Always.

Perhaps it began on that fateful day when she magically agreed to eat together for the first time. Perhaps Satoru saw that she took the little mochi sitting on the edge of his plate before anything else. Perhaps he picked up on that small thing and never let it go. A cherished memory to last a lifetime so it seems.

The seasons changed, and eventually, she caught on to what he was doing and thought that perhaps he had grown out of his sweet avoidance. So, as they were dining together nearly twenty years into the future, she jokingly offered him the last mont blanc—most certain that he would deny.

But he didn't.

He ate the dessert in two bites flat.

A little startled, she voiced the questions lingering in her head, 'You like sweet things?' and he only smiled (albeit with a little glaze decorating the side of his lips) and said, 'Yeah!' An answer far too riddled with love and contentment to be mistaken as anything else.

So, she asked him, if he liked sweet things so much why was it that he always gave them to her in a heartbeat?

And he said, Because I know you love them, and seeing you happy is worth all the sugar in the world.

Satoru wasn’t embarrassed, he could have declared it to the world, and he would find no shame in doing so.

But there was something about him when he would look her in the eye, laugh, and poke her face—tell her that he loves her, like there was no surer thing in the world other than the sentiments he held in his heart.

All her life she wholeheartedly believed he disliked anything that had sugar in it.

But no.

Turns out he really loved sweet things, chocolates, candies, cakes... you name it.

He just loved her more.

thank you for your support ❤ here's a little nice thing (I sure hope it's nice) for you guys before I inevitably post another soul-crushing one shot

I might laugh at that mongrel Satoru and say that he's a pain but I love him sm 😭