#two orders of asada

[notebookpapers]

do u ever eat so much kbbq you feel drunk afterwards

[sirfrogsworth]

I'll talk more about it soon, but I just had dinner in a restaurant for the second time in four days after not having been in a restaurant for over a decade.

I am... dead.

That's too much restaraunt.

And I witnessed something I forgot existed.

We had an overconfident waitress who "just remembers things" and doesn't write anything down.

She had this hurried energy like she was trying to set the land speed record for waitressing or something. Or from the sound of her voice, she was due for a smoke break.

But she would repeat your order like she was doing a memorization magic trick. And then she would act like you were supposed to be impressed.

"I'd like the chicken quesadilla, please."

"ONE CHICKEN QUESADILLA. GOT IT." She said assertively.

"Does that have cilantro? I have that soap gene."

"NO CILANTRO ON THE CHICKEN QUESADILLA. GOT IT."

"I'd also like a chicken quesadilla."

"TWO... CHICKEN QUESADILLAS. ONE WITHOUT CILANTRO. GOT IT."

"Street tacos with carne asada."

"STREET TACOS WITH CARNE. GOT IT."

And, to her credit, she did remember everything we ordered and I managed to escape any hint of soap.

But it seems she didn't have any space left in her brain to remember utensils.

And we were like, "You got any napkins?"

"NAPKINS. GOT IT."

[wawataka]

i m procrastinating my final essay SO recently my sister and i just finished rewatching mob psycho 100 and i brought up “what would be the casts go-to order at a taqueria” and we came up with this

mob: my sister initially went for tacos al pastor, with nothing on them. i agreed, but i thought he would have cilantro and onions on them. Ritsu’s the pickier of the both of them, one of them has to make up for it somehow. then i looked at his character sheet and

OKAY so maybe no cilantro and cebolla but i think he’d have salsa on it just to have SOMETHING. also gets agua de fresa to go with it

ritsu: because i like to think ritsu is the pickier of the two, we thought he’d go with something basic. chicken or carne asada, also absolutely nothing else on them. maybe a Boing (mango flavored) to wash it down

teruki: cmon now he would order at LEAST two of every meat on the menu. maybe a burrito too fuck it. and he’d make sure they were loaded, he’s NOT about to be robbed. he’s normal about the cilantro and onion. he has to have salsa and limón on it or else what’s the point. he’d also take an agua like an horchata but in those giant cups

sho: a man of taste, he picks lengua or cabeza. also normal about the cilantro and onion, canonically has a distaste for citrus. also canonically likes spicy stuff so he drenches his shit in salsa. everyones like “dude just get a burrito mojado” and he’s like it’s not the same. i see him as a Squirt kinda guy too, but it has to be in the glass bottles

reigen: i don’t know how we came to this conclusion but we figured he’d get bored if he ordered the same thing every time. so every time, he picks something different. he canonically isn’t picky so. he’s like the most normal about everything. probably picks a coke with it too

serizawa: he’d get tacos de carnitas if he can, otherwise he’ll just have asada. he doesn’t like spicy things, that’s canon, so he’d probably avoid salsas unless they’re confirmed not spicy. i think he’d take a sangria with it

*tome: i’d say she also isn’t picky with her options. while she wouldn’t order everything at the same time like teru, she would get like two different things at once like buche and asada, or pastor and suadero. also the most normal about toppings. any fizzy drink works for her

*(hers was the most difficult since i couldn’t find any references for her preferences. i am open to discussion cuz i have no idea what she could like ;w;)

[nattinatalia]

Jack Harlow x Reader : BABY BALANCES

Jack had kicked off his new tour roughly two months ago. You haven’t been able to see him or spend any time with him since Mia was due to start kindergarten a few days after Jack left.

Luckily, Mia had gotten two weeks off for spring break and you were now joining Jack for a week on the road.

The three of you were excited to finally be reunited, that when you first landed in Texas, you three locked yourselves into your suite and spent the night in bed watching movies, ordering food service and catching up.

The next day Jack had to wake up extra early for a few radio interviews and for sound check. Clay had offered to watch Mia so you can have some alone time until it was time for the show.

You and Neelam were out at the mall shopping all afternoon, until it was time for lunch.

“Ohhh, everything sounds so delicious.” You’re looking at the menu. “Hmm I’ll have two tacos de adobada, una horchata, una carne asada quesadilla y una tostada de carne deshebrada por favor.”

You look at Neelam “Are you okay ordering on your own, or want me to order for you?”

“I got it thanks.” She smiles at you, but with a questioning look on her.

After a while your food arrives and you two dig in.

“Oh, I think I’m going to be sick.” You push off the chair and run to the restroom and throw up everything you just ate.

“Hey, you okay?” Neelam knocks on the stall you’re in.

You walk out and head to the sink to wash your hands and rinse your mouth.“Yeah, I just feel a bit lightheaded, and I need to go get mouthwash.”

She hands you a gum, so you quickly throw it inside your mouth. “Jack called while you were in here, I told him you were throwing up.” She hands you your cell phone and you see it was a facetime call.

“Hi.”

“Baby, are you okay? What’s wrong?” He asks you worriedly.

You smile at him. “I’m fine bubs, just ate too much.”

“Are you sure? I’ll send a car for you right now. Maybe you caught something during your flight? You know the flu is around.”

“I promise I’m good, I’ll see you soon though.”

He nods. “Alright, I’m on my way back to the hotel. I’ll get Mia from Clay.”

“Okay bubs, see you soon.”

He blows you a kiss. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

You hang up and feel eyes on you, so you quickly look up and notice that Neelam is looking at you with raised eyebrows.

“I need mouthwash and I need a new pair of shoes.”

“Did you throw up on your shoes?” She looks down at them, “Y/N, what’s going on?”

“Nothing, it’s just the jet lag probably.”

“Hmm, you’d tell me otherwise right?.”

You smile, “Yes, stop worrying so much.”

“Jack will literally kill me if something is seriously wrong with you, so I’m just looking out.”

“Ohhh, so not because we’re friends?” You joke.

“Girl, you know I love you so quit playing.”

“Alright, let’s go.”

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After your long day you decided it was best to shower and rest for a bit until it was time to head to the arena.

You were getting out the the bathroom when the door opened and your two favorite people were walking in.

“Mommy.” Your daughter runs to you, her little arms hugging you. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too, baby bug.” You pick her up. “How was your day with your tio Clay?”

She smiles big, “So fun, we watch movies and saw daddy mess around.”

“I wasn’t messing around, I was rehearsing.” Your husband goes up to you and gives you a quick kiss. “Hi baby.”

“Hiii.” You smile up at him.

“Ughh gross.” Mia pretends to gag at you two kissing.

Jack and you share a laugh.

“How are you feeling?”

You set your daughter down and let her wander around the room for a bit. “I’m better, don’t worry.”

“You don’t think it’s a virus or something?”

“It’s something.” You silently say.

“Hmm, what was that?.”

“What time are we heading to the arena?” You ask, in hopes to change the subject.

Jack tilts his head to the side, eyebrows furrowed. “You’d tell me if something is wrong right?”

You start panicking and feeling bad, so you go up to him and wrap your arms around him. “Bubs, no te preocupes, I can see your thoughts rising. It’s nothing to worry about, I promise you.”

“Alright, I’m going to hold you up to that.”

“Ohhh news for me?.” You can hear Mia say.

You smile because you know exactly what she’s talking about.

“Daddy, helps puts them on?”

You step aside to sit on the bed, and you start brushing your wet hair.

“Did mommy buy you new shoes?” Jack sits at the corner of the bed with Mia on his lap.

Mia is boppin her head yes, “Uh huhm, new like yous.” She points at the shoes Jack is wearing.

Jack opens the box and without a second look he goes to put one pair on Mia. “Uhh, why isn't it going in?”

You cover your mouth to stop you from laughing out loud.

“Babe, these don’t- Mia your mommy got the wrong size.”

“Did I?” You ask in amusement.

He turns to look at you, “Yes, they don’t fit her.”

You raise your eyebrows and shrug, “They aren’t for her.”

“Who are they- WAIT.” He quickly places Mia on the bed and he heads to you, so you quickly stand up.

“You’re pregnant?” You can see his eyes watering, a huge smile on his face.

You nod, smiling.

“Say it, I need to hear you say it baby.” He whispers out. His hands go around your head lifting it up so he can see into your eyes perfectly.

“I’m pregnant, we’re having another little Harlow.”

“FUCK YESSS, HELL YEAH.” He lifts you up, you wrap your legs around his waist. “I love you, I love you so much.”

“Te amo.” You both stay wrapped up in each others arms for a bit, until a little someone demanded some attention.

“Well, I love me.” Mia, grumpily says.

You both laugh. “Mia, we love you too bug. Come here.”

“Why crying?” She wonders, looking back and forth between the both of you.

“We’re happy Mia that’s all.” You tell her.

“Want to know something cool?” Jack asks her.

“Yes please.”

“You’re going to be a big sister.”

She tilts her little head to the side and furrows her eyebrows exactly like Jack does. “What’s that?”

“It means mommy is having a baby, it’s gonna grow inside her belly.”

She gasps and covers her mouth, she looks between the both of you, and uncovers her mouth. “Like Nina’s basketball belly?”

“That’s not nice bug.” You remind her, since she’s been having a hard time calling her godmother's growing belly something else other than a ball. “She’s growing a baby in her belly.”

“My new bestest friend?”

“Yeah, and now mommy is going to do the same, except this baby will be your brother or sister.” Jack explains to her.

“A BABY BRODER.” Mia yells, hops on the bed and starts jumping. “I HAVE A BABY BRODER.”

“Mia, it can be a sister.” You tell her.

She stops jumping, puts her little finger on her chin tapping it against it. “Nah, I get a baby broder.” And she continues jumping.

Jack pulls you to his side, “Another baby, that baby will have their hands full with their big sister.”

You laugh at that. “I can’t wait.”

“I love you.” He kisses the top of your head. “Everything I wanted and some more.” He whispers out.

“I love you too bubs, thank you for making me the happiest woman on earth.” That indeed you were.

You were the happiest woman ever since the first day you met Jack, and knowing your husband, there was more happiness and more new memories to look forward to.

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[narislvr]

-> PALESTINE RESOURCES (don't skip.)

,, ellie williams x latina!/mex!reader hcs ⤹˚˖♬୭

,, cws? afab and mainly mexican coded reader | fluff ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹

ᝰ.ᐟ nari note : 1.) thank you so much for the overwhelming support on my works it really means a lot. This is yet another self indulgent post but hopefully other mex/latina ellie fans enjoy this too ♡ 2.) I will be continuing to post my writing every now and then, however, I will continue to be posting things regarding Palestine and will be linking resources on whatever non-palestine post I make in order to continue to spread awareness.

' ' Que simplemente puedo decir yo,

Que eres lo mas bonito, que he visto en toda mi vida , ,

˖♬୭ she's a shameless duolingo user. Like, she's very serious about doing the lessons, scoffing whenever you laugh at her while shes doing her lessons on the couch next to you, volume all the way up as she mumbles the phrases under her breath, repeating them even when shes not doing the lessons.

"what? I wanna impress la suegra next time we go visit."

˖♬୭ speaking of which, she made sure that she left a good impression with your parents the moment she met them, or atleast tried. she was so nervous to meet them, especially with the whole language barrier thing, but she was quick to call your parents her suegros, taking them by surprise at first but they quickly grew to like her.

ellie and your mom fr

˖♬୭ she adores your mom, always offering to help out in the kitchen even if she has no idea what to do. she has a low spice tolerance, but you best believe she's trying the mole when your mom asks her to taste it.

"esta.. muy bueno..!" she'd say, sniffling as she leans onto your side and offers your mom a smile. you'd tease her about it later, and she'd reply with a 'it wasn't that spicy."

˖♬୭ she likes the Carne asadas your family has now and then, finding the music, food, and just the amount of family being there comforting. she didn't have much of a sense of community other than joel growing up so it was something she welcomed once the two of you became serious and she spent more time with your family.

˖♬୭ You'll either find her running around playing with the kids or joining the men playing pirinola or with the tias in loteria. If she happens to win, she'll run up to you, a cheeky grin on her face as she wraps an arm around your shoulders.

"Told you I'd win. Got ten dollars to treat ya' with, what you want tomorrow?"

˖♬୭ she found it an honor the first time she got to be in charge of the piñata. though she made it easy on the little kids so that they could hit it, she didn't hesitate to pull the piñata out of reach for the big kids when it was their turn.

˖♬୭ The first time you brought ellie to a quienceañera she was stunned, in a good way of course. Again, she was in awe of how everyone played a part in making it happen, and would definitely ask you all about yours as she wished she had met you sooner so that she could have been a part of it.

Ellie didn't know how to dance, not being able to do much more than sway to the rhythm, so when she saw the way you looked at the dance floor, she tried her best to push you to go even if it was without her. she really didn't want to embarrass herself in front of your family, and she didn't want to hold you back, but you were too stubborn to leave her.

"C'mon, el's, it'll be funnn. I'll guide you the whole time, okay?" you'd argue, tugging at her hand with a reassuring look. And how could she say no when you looked at her like that? With a small nod, she gets up, her hand in yours as you lead her towards the dance floor.

Huapango played in the background, as she watched your eyes illuminate, your arms wrapping around her shoulders as you smiled up at her.

"It's just little steps like this, okay? Yeah.. like that.. see? You're a natural!"

You lead her through the dance, not opting for a spin yet as you swayed your hips to rhythm. To say Ellie was an awe would be an understatement. You looked so comfortable like this, radiant, nothing compared to her shakey awkward steps as she tried to keep up with you.

"One day I'm gonna spin you like that couple over there.. You gotta keep teaching me though, alright?" She'd respond, eyes locked with yours as her hands gently squeezed your sides. You smile at this, nodding as you place a kiss against her cheek before reaching for the cowboy hat and placing it on her head with a chuckle.

"alright."

PALESTINE RESOURCES

[milesandcorysupermacy]

can you do a fic we’re y/n is miles(doesn’t matter which one) little sister who can lowkey sing but denies it

HEEEEEY, POOKIE! So ik I took long to answer ur request but u inspired me to write again because I can actually relate to this 😭

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"Mariposa"

1610!Miles x Younger-SISTER-Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff

Warnings: Cursing, Reader is 13, Miles is 15, Me not knowing anthing about the music industry, Not spell checked bc im lazy, Reader recorded without her consent (it'll make sense, I promise 😭)

Songs that were used: 'In Your Hands' By Halle, and 'Hailey's Comet' By Billie Eilish

Summary: You've always thought you could sing well, but you never considered it was exceptionally well. When you're confronted with other people's opinions on your singing, you start to change your mind. Can you really sing?

Taglist:

@we-loveebony

@im-miss-simp

@ilovespiderverseee

@maxoloqy

@edgyficuselastica

@thehighlordishere

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You walked into your kitchen, humming the soft melodies of the Billie Eilish song playing in your shared airpod with your older brother, Miles.

"Hey, you wanna order tacos? Your treat, by the way."

You turn to him, confused from this comment since he usually pays. You hate to admit anything nice about him, but one thing you can say is...he's a gentleman.

"Why am I paying?"

"Oh, I dunno. Maybe this will jog your memory."

Your over-dramatic sibling says as he points to a scar on his left cheek. You sheepishly chuckle as you scratch the back of your neck, embarrassed. The scar he's referring to is from two days ago when you threw scissors at him.

"Oh, right. In my defense, I thought your spidey senses would make you catch it."

Miles gasped.

"HOW?!?!!? I was holding sketches! If you thought I would drop my precious babies for some scissors...you clearly don't know me, mother's other child."

He said, not referring to you by name anymore. You rolled your eyes as you threatened him with the worst thing of all...no food.

"Well, if you're not even referring to me by name anymore, I guess you don't want any tacos!"

Miles immediately frowned, gasping from your threat.

"No! I love you my most beautiful, sweet, elegant sister! I still want the tacos! Make mine carne asada, please!"

You rolled your eyes at his willingness to switch up so easily. You sighed, opening your Uber Eats app to find the closest taco place.

"What a drag to love you like I do, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh"

You sang quietly along to the infectious melodies of Billie Eilish's 'Hailey's Comet'. Miles just stared at you, stunned. He's never heard you sing unless you were joking around, but right now he could've sworn you were a Grammy-nominated artist. He let this keep going on until the song ended, still staring at you while you absent-mindedly look into your phone. Not noticing him staring daggers into the side of your face.

"Ok, I placed the orde-"

"You sounded really good just now, why didn't you tell anyone you could sing like that?"

You stared at him bug-eyed, not knowing how to respond to all this sudden attention on you. Being the younger sister of Miles Morales, you just kinda got used to flying under his radar. I mean, he's a *almost* Straight A student, exceptionally good at art, a superhero, and he's in one of the most prestigious schools in Brooklyn. How could you even compete with that?

You're just a 13 year old girl who passes all her classes to keep her and her parents sane, and pretty much nothing after that. You acknowledged this hidden talent, but immediately compared yourself to other singers and realized that you would get crushed in that audition room. You weren't some Beyonce waiting to happen, you were just a girl. A girl who has absolutely no idea what she's doing.

"Why? What do you mean why, Miles? Have you heard all the other singers out there? Dude, I would get fucking crushed the moment I let out the first note. Not just that, but you're so obviously mom and dad's favorite. I mean, every time I come home with a B I feel like an idiot compared to you. You're just better than me, and everyone knows it. I fly under your radar, Miles. Every time that you, mom, or dad introduce me to somebody, you guys always say Miles' little sister. Face it, dude. I can't compare to you."

Miles felt his heart shatter hearing your words. As a big brother, his job was to protect you. How could he do that when he was causing the problem himself? He never looked down on you, he was proud to have you as a sister and he couldn't believe that you felt this way about yourself. What made it even worse was the fact that you started crying, he immediately sprung into action when he saw the tears falling. He engulfed you in a hug, feeling extremely guilty.

"I'm so sorry, Mariposa. I never even realized that the family was downplaying you like this, you're incredible and deserve to be seen as such."

You felt a smirk coming onto your lips from the nickname that he called you, referring to your Halloween costume from 10 years ago. Small moments like this made you realize that you had a brother who loved you, and would talk to you about anything. That's all that matters, right? You and him against the world...well, maybe just him. (Give the man credit, he's literally spiderman.)

"It's fine, I'm sorry to drop all of this on you. I feel like I kinda overreacted."

You awkwardly chuckled as Miles look at you like you were a woman gone mad.

"Why are you sorry? I'm glad you brung it up, now I can be more aware whenever I see it happen again. The fact that you feel like you're always under my radar is even more of a reason to get yourself out there! Who knows, I mean maybe Mami and Dad could hire you a manager. We're in New York, this IS industry city."

You thought about the idea for a second and honestly, it sounded great at first. Then you started to realize that you were 13, about to graduate 8th grade, and have no experience in vocal training. The once great idea started to sound like a complete fail.

"While I appreciate your excitement, Miles. I'm barely a high schooler, and have no experience. If I were to make it in the industry, it be pure luck!"

You waved him off as he was walking around you in a circle, spewing ideas. Starting to become annoyed with how invested he truly is in your life, a blessing and a curse.

"Well maybe if we go to the mall and-"

"What? No, that's so idiotic."

"Well, if you can open for an artist's tour-"

"How am I gonna do that with my middle class, Afro-Hispanic family in Brooklyn, New York?"

"Well, I got a few piggy bank-"

Miles was thankfully interrupted by a notification from your phone saying that the tacos were downstairs at the front desk.

"Thank fuck."

You whispered as the notification saved you from hearing any more of Miles' idiotic ideas.

"Miles, you mind going to get it?"

"Yea, just gimme a sec."

He says as he puts his shoes on, but that's really just a cover for his plan. He decided to play one of your favorite songs right now, 'In Your Hands'. He did this since he knew you wouldn't be able to resist singing it, especially since nobody else is around. While he's downstairs, he left his phone recording in the apartment so that he could catch your angelic voice and show it to his parents. Great plan....well, at least he hopes so.

~Timeskip~

While you and Miles play Wii Bowling on the living room TV, (you were beating his ass btw) your parents walk in. You both greet them and help with groceries, you then decide that you wanted to take a shower and exit the room. This gives Miles time to execute his plan!

(We're gonna pan over to Miles' scene bc I'm not. writing about you taking a boring ass shower.)

"Ok, we have like 40 mins until she's done with her nightly routine."

Miles says very suspiciously which causes his parents to feel concerned about him.

"Miles, buddy. You alright? I hope you're not sick or anything."

Jeff says as he cautiously touches Miles' forehead. His mother begins to chime in with the concern too.

"Yeah, you do look kinda pale."

Rio says, also touching the poor boy's face.

"He does, doesn't he? I'm glad I wasn't the only one noticing-"

"I'm not pale, I'm very pigmented!"

Miles whisper shouts. His parents back off with their hands up in a surrendering motion.

"Anyway, I wanted to show you guys a video of Y/N that I took. I know it sounds weird, but it's a video of her singing. It sounds really nice and I want her to have a talent of her own since everyone compares us."

His parents smile with approval and appreciation of how nice your brother was being towards you right now.

"Well, show us whatcha got!"

Rio says, enthusiastically. Miles opens his camera app and plays the video, immediately smiling at your perfect voice as you sing the melodic notes of the song.

"In your Hands, in your hands.

You can't let go or you'll lose your chance.

'Cause after me, you'll never fall in love again, la-la-la."

You melodically sung along to the song ans your parents stared at the phone with shock. They listened to the whole 3 minute video and smiled the whole way through, stunned by your almost perfect vocals.

"Wow...I can't believe that's my baby girl singing!"

Rio said, bewildered.

After some time, you finally walk out the bathroom with your pajamas and a towel on your head. Your family just stared at you with shock as you walked toward the kitchen for water.

"What? Am I not supposed to drink this water or something?"

"Girl, where'd you learn to sing like that?"

You furrowed your eyebrows at your dad, believing he's truly lost it this time.

"What are you talking about?"

Miles smiled cheekily at you as he played the video of your singing. You immediately grew embarrassed as you felt your face heat up and eyes widen.

"Miles, I'll kill you!"

You shouted as you charged towards your older brother who hid behind his mom.

"Baby, this is great! We signed you up for vocal lessons and even got you a meeting with a manager tomorrow, that's...if you say yes, of course."

Your mom trailed off.

"You better say yes, this stuff wasn't cheap!"

Jeff complained as your mom shot him a glare.

"Fine, I'll do it."

You said as you smiled from your families interest in you and your interests. You and your family conversed on some logistics and commitments that you will have to make for this newfound hobby. With that, there was just one more question to ask...

"So, what will your artist name be? We need a name to put on the email to the record label."

You looked up at your older brother and smiled before saying...

"Mariposa."

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THIS IS ITTT 🤑🤑

The first post after my lil hiatus 🤧

Anyway, I hope yall liked it and thanks to the anon who sent this, ima answer the other request I got too!

💞💞

[ritornello]

Do you know if there are extras from other works by Asada Nemui? And if the answer is yes, do you intend to translate them as well or is this blog exclusive only to Sleeping Dead?

Yes and no - there's a LOT of extras! She has many extra drawings on Twitter for all of the series in this post, so I highly recommend checking out the media tag on her Twitter (asadanemui) if you have an account. Here's one from Twitter that was translated anonymously:

As far as individual series go...

The scanlators for Takatora and the Omegas are going to try getting the preorder extras to translate them. Asada has been posting even more stuff on Twitter and some of the pages are numbered, so I'm guessing the online stuff might be printed in the future after the series ends.

The extras for Loved Circus, Dear, My God and Ani no Chuukoku were completely scanned + translated by their scanlators, so they appear on most scanlation readers. The standard pre-order bonuses of CALL and My Little Inferno were also scanlated.

I've only collected extras for Sleeping Dead. I would like to find these two print extras featuring Sada & Mamiya in a crossover with her other Canna series, but I didn't preorder them and they haven't appeared much on secondhand sites:

But there are a few more untranslated print extras under the cut:

These are two print illustrations for Dear, My God:

Ai, Sei has three untranslated extras for the title story, Hare no Hi, and Deen, My Love:

My Little Inferno has a few untranslated Twitter extras and print extras - there's a 16 page booklet and a more recent print extra someone shared on weibo:

And I'm not totally crazy but I believe these next two were the ones translated. The first one is definitely included with the scanlation of the first volume, at least:

Lastly, CALL has a couple:

An illustration from Animate:

A postcard from Toranoana and an illustration:

I couldn't find pictures of its interior but there's an untranslated bonus 4-page booklet from Comicomi/コミコミ. The back cover has an illustration from the magazine CALL was published in:

The bottom right of the last image is an extra illustration that was for ordering with Renta!, and left was the standard pre-order bonus, which was translated by the scanlator.

[gatoraid]

“got to be in the top 5 bl manga i’ve ugly cried to” can i get the rest of the list, i need recs pls 👀🙏

Hahaha what an amazing ask :DD 

These are in no particular order and idk if you’re already familiar with all of these but here goes:

Nakamura Asumiko’s Classmates series; Kumota Haruko’s Itoshi no nekokke/ My Darling Kitten Hair series

Lumping these two together because they both made me cry tears of queer joy

The themes of family and coming out are handled so gently if sometimes bittersweetly in these stories

AND the wedding scenes in both series are soooo lovely I’m gonna cry just thinking abt them

(Classmates is published in eng by Seven Seas, Nekokke sadly does not have an official eng release after Jmanga went down and I think it’s kinda underrated in the eng speaking manga sphere sobb)

Marukido Maki’s Pornographer series & End of the World With You

Once again lumping two series together bc Marukido Maki just does Things to me okay

Honestly I think all of their series have made me look at my life and my choices and reflect on all kinds of things I never expected to be while reading a story abt idk dictation of erotic novels

Also the bittersweet and somewhat unusual rlationships Marukido Maki writes are so good

(Pornographer and its sequel & prequel can be read on Mangaplanet. End of the World does not have an official eng release, but both of these series do have decent live action adaptations, Pornographer’s is called ”The Novelist” in eng)

Harada’s One Room Angel

I know Harada is a big hit or miss for a lot of people, I am definitely a fan even if I don’t love all of their series

This is another story that made me think about life, choices, healing, finding meaning within yourself... so many themes that easily make me cry

(One Room Angel can be read on Mangaplanet. There is also a great live action series even though it hits a bit different than the original does)

Asada Nemui’s Sleeping Dead

Look it’s been a year since I read it but this story about zombies and trauma and the horrors of living is still haunting me

My full, very detailed write-up on Sleeping Dead can be found here

Overall I love Asada Nemui’s stories that dan be quite dark and brutal but that also have humor and humanity in them

(Sleeping Dead doesn’t have an official eng translation but it has been translated in French at least. Some of Asada Nemui’s other translated works can be read on Mangaplanet and Renta.)

Azuma Kaya’s The Scene of My Rumspringa

Adding this last because this is what inspired this whole ask

The themes of growing up and leaving your childhood behind and finding your own path are done SO.SO.WELL in this story. And the way Azuma Kaya’s visual storytelling brings those themes alive is just stunning

If there is anyone out there who still hasn’t read this Amish themed BL manga, I am begging on my knees: it is NOT a joke it is actually one of the most touching and sweet and unique BL stories you’ll ever read

(The official english translation can be read on Bookwalker and Inkr)

(I’ve also written about the spin-off Dear Gene that has a very similar vibe)

BONUS

Sweet Pool

This is not a manga but a horror BL visual novel

The way this made me break down sobbing at 3 am... still haven’t recovered even though it’s been years

The themes of loneliness, fate and choices affected me in some profound way, it is definitely my fave out of all the Nitro+Chiral visual novels I’ve played

(Jast Blue has published this in english, you can get the uncensored version on their website)

[ohthehumanities]

2 September 2024

I turn twenty-six in two days. I'm not where I wanted to be at this point in my life, but I am on my way there, and learning plenty on the way.

To-Do:

Write blog post on morality

Practice Spanish (perhaps with a new Spanish workbook? Vamos a ver)

Order audio cable

Fill out meal planner

En Español (corrections welcome):

Este fin de semana, mi novio y yo visitamos a sus abuelos. Hablan español, asi que quiero estudiar español otra vez. Hablamos sobre pimientos y mi novio y yo comimos unos pimientos del jardín de sus abuelos.

En la noche, mis padres, mi novio, y yo fuimos a un restaurante para celebrar mi cumpleaños. Comimos carne asada y nos disfrutamos mucho. Mi novio me dio un collar bonito como un regalo.

~ Esther

[moodywyrm]

as a chubby girl your work brings me so much comfort 🩷

also as a latina abby x mannysister!reader KILL ME just throwing this out there

-is ♌️ taken?

it is not!! hi baby!! are you a Leo?

and now this one I can get behind. ya know how people always do the character's sibling thing but it's a white person. ya no. let my people have this one. we're doing this in bullet points bc I have scattered thoughts

so I'm laying this out with the ages like: Manny 22, Abby 21, You 21, you all go to the same university

You and Manny were always close, so when he meets Abby at college in her first year, instantly he's introducing you to each other. Mostly because you two are important to him, but also because he doesn't want you to be a loner your first year (like I was

A part of him wants to be like, do not Touch my little sister, but he also knows that you two would be an excellent match, so begrudingly he sits back and is a lil match maker as you two get closer and closer until boom! girlfriends!

onto the latine stuff:

Abby is a FAVORITE at the carne asada. All of your tias y tios y primos love her!! We are going to forget for a moment that latine culture can be Super Homophobic and just roll with it, all of your tias love her. She helps take all the dishes and stuff out to the backyard, sometimes she helps cook, she's just a dream <3

100% starts learning Spanish when she becomes friends with Manny and then kicks it into high gear when you two get together

It's a lil bit broken, but your family encourages her <3 with teasing <3 you have to explain it's not out of malice but you also ask them to tone it down bc she's sweetie pie <3

she gets very used to late night paleteria runs, her usual order is tostilocos (con todo) y agua de fresa

she loves the snacks soooo much. swears that Mexican candy is better than American candy, and she's right <3

the first time she tried posole she had an out of body experience. life changing. she loves it. so now you make it every time her birthday comes around, or when you want to treat your girl <3

celebrates dia de los muertos with you, puts a picture of her mom on there and her first dog (in game, she would 100% put a picture of Jerry if she had one, still sets things out for him)

Christmas in a Mexican family is such a fucking event man, you two are taking the worlds Best Nap ever after eating ponche, tamales, posole, the works. I'm talking fabric wrinkles on the skin, drool everywhere, sweaty, deep deep sleep <3

also she adores music in Spanish. Natalia lafourcade? you two are dancing together in the kitchen. any reggaeton? she's learning to swivel her hips, give her time ok. Vicente Fernandez? baby acts like she's just been horribly heartbroken. she's so cute I love her soooo much <3

I will probably have more thoughts but rn the manny's sister well has run dry

[cunninghamchrissie]

eddie did think it was weird that chrissy never ate in front of him, even after smoking together and seeing him unabashedly demolish an entire pizza by himself. but he just figured she was being shy, or maybe on a diet, or something.

once chrissy opens up about why she doesn’t eat a lot, eddie makes two mental notes to himself: 1) he does not hit women, even if the likes of laura cunningham deserve it and 2) he’s gonna keep chrissy fed.

as they’re passing a joint back and forth in the trailer one night, eddie’s stomach grumbles loudly and he whines that he’d give anything for a burrito. he starts listing what he’d put in it: both beef and chicken, a mountain of beans, guacamole, cheese and enough jalapeño to burn off his tongue. he doesn’t miss the way chrissy’s eyes tinkle with every new ingredient he brings up.

“i’ve never had mexican food.”

eddie immediately sits up from where he was lying on the living room floor, and his brain takes a few seconds to catch up to the movement.

“get your coat.”

“what?”

“get your coat, cunningham, i’m taking you to the best mexican place in town.”

“eddie, no, you don’t have to, i was just saying-“

he’s by the van before she can even finish her sentence.

in truth, the restaurant is only a step above a taco bell, but the owner was a client of eddie’s, and always included extra chips for free.

chrissy sits primly across from eddie in their booth, leafing through the menu.

“i don’t even know what to order,” she whispers worriedly, like she’s gonna get in trouble for it, and eddie’s chest tightens just a little bit.

he can tell that she’s nervous, can feel the vibration of her foot tapping on the linoleum tiles under the table.

“if i’m popping your mexican food cherry,” eddie starts, and delights in the way her face gets caught between a surprised gasp and a laugh, just like the first time at the picnic table when he called her a freak, “then i gotta recommend you go with the classic. carne asada tacos, can’t go wrong with ‘em.”

chrissy nods, happy for the suggestion, and eddie orders the tacos, his burrito monstrosity, an agua fresca each, and three types of dips for good measure.

chrissy finishes one whole taco (which is more than eddie’s ever seen her eat, and he eats her other one in three bites before she can feel self-conscious about leaving food on her plate) and half the chips with salsa, guacamole and sour cream, and eddie swears her face has more color to it and her eyes a little less of the sadness she always carries around.

[chiquititaosita]

♡˗ˏ☁️໒ brown is beautiful, Steve Harrington x latina reader (meeting)

♡˗ˏ☁️໒ post type: fic series

♡˗ˏ☁️໒ tbh i can’t believe I’m doing stranger things on this shit smh 🤦🏽‍♀️but im a sucker for this white boy. (And many more on my account on this app) please forgive me for my anime mutuals.

♡˗ˏ☁️໒ context: headcanons for Steve with a Latina s/o (female reader) takes place during and/or after season 4. HINTS OF INTERNALIZED RACISM (because we need to be aware of this shit) a little bit of angst, to fluff. Hispanic humor and slang en español, food descriptions, car terms

it’s another shift at family video. There steve is on the counter with his chocolate brown hair, fair skin wearing his vest and a black tshirt, a little silver or gold chain that was small but it was hidden a little bit under his shirt. Steve will be tired, exhausted, Annoyed. Done Just absolutely given up. because he wouldn’t know on what to do, trying to get over Nancy. literally robin is sick and tired of this shit. “You dingus, you realize why you haven’t been able to get over her right?” Robin crossed her arms wearing a black sweater with her eyes rolled up. And looking at her cell phone, it’s from her home girl y/n l/n name appeared to call.

“What do you mean?” Steve was already on the counter restocking some DVDs in the front, where the movie sale of La Bamba was being in stock almost selling out, since Keith wanted them to sell out soon.

“You go for only one type. Steve.” Steve listened carefully and had those two words “one type” replay in his mind that got him all dumb and stupid. Yes Steve in high school was a ladies man. Yet however all the girls noticed him going for the white girls. Thats when not many poc girls thought it was a joke for him to ask any girl who was poc. Steves widened and was at agape. Covering his mouth. Realizing that he’s been a huge douche bag to girls that are poc. Especially the Hispanics. “Hold that thought.” Robin was on the phone Answering to you.

“Hey home girl I’m coming by, i got your order ready.” You spoke with a smile on your face driving in a 1978 Chevy impala, modded to your liking, with hydraulics, and a v8 engine. Wearing a white tank top cropped, black zip up jacket, your hair all natural curls coming through, Nike Cortezes in white, big hoop earrings, black dickies pants, dark brown lip liner with a red lip mac lipstick on Russian red, just like the iconic Selena Quintanilla. Blasting some Spanish music of your choice.

“Oh great! Now you get to meet the suavecito i told you about.” Robin smiled through the phone, and Steve could hear you cackle, doing a bit of a loud laugh hearing some girl speak Spanish since his best friend put the girl on speaker.

“No mames Chingona!!! En serio? Eres un flaquito? Or what? Also pues, im five minutes away” Y/n was speaking Spanish. Robin was actually fluent in Spanish, surprisingly, when she had to order some food for breakfast, for the kids.

“Ah okay, claro see you chica” robin hung up and sighed. Chuckling lightly watching Steves moments of processing.

“what’s up with you?”robin looked over

“I just had an ephiphany….” Steve was walking to the register leaning against the counter facepalming, making that face of oh shit i fucked up.

“That is?” Steve was about to answer robins questions “well basically it’s that-“ until some loud music apparently the song te aprovechas was blasting outside. Parked into a near parking spot. Then not even a few seconds later, y/n was walking in with a beautiful smile that had lightened up the room immediately.

“Hola Chingona!!!” Y/n kicked the door open of the store walking to Robin giving a side hug, a little bit.

“Y/n wow you weren’t kidding that you’d be quick let me get these.” Robin smiled at her as she grabbed the box of pan dulce, and some carne asada tacos, brought that immediately smelled amazing with lettuce cheese ground beef, sour cream, cilantro, tomatoes, and grilled onions. “Aye no mama no I got you let me.” Y/n looked so happy and cheerful and gave in finally seeing the la bamba movie in stock!

“No mames! Cabrona! Yall have la bamba! Bro i love this movie!!!” She chuckled and smiled, picking it up, and putting it at the check out. Steve had what he originally was gonna say in the back of his head, then hearing that laugh of yours made him jolt and look at you every now and then.

“She maybe a challenge…, i think I can win her over.’

“Ahh so you’re suavecito! Eh!? You weren’t kidding Robin he el pelon es muy guapo.” Y/n giggled a bit as she was a sweetheart but a tóxica in disguise. “uhh yeah whatever that means but that yeah that’s me!” steve replied sheepishly as he’s trying to keep his composure well. “i’ll see you around, Steve!”

you say walking out and robin comes back looking at him. “okay you were saying about this epiphany.”

steve looked at robin, who steve has clearly rarely ever seen a latina before in hawkins. looking at her. “i think i might like latinas.” he’s got him in a look of smitten on his face. turns out he’ll won’t be the one thinking of you or in this case being steve dreaming of you.

[formeryelpers]

Pablito’s Tacos, 3803 W Burbank Blvd, Burbank, CA 91505

Pablito’s Tacos has a sign that says “best tacos in LA – TJ style tacos with a Peruvian touch.” Bold claim. Choose from Mexican classics (tacos, burritos, quesadillas, mulitas, vampiros, tortas), salads, soups, plates, birria, sides (e.g., yuca fries, plantains), desserts, and drinks. Meats: asada, pastor, chicharron, pollo, lomo saltado, chicken mole. There is a veggie filling option: mushrooms & nopales.

Order at the counter. There is a 4% discount for cash payments but also a 5% service fee. Everything is served in to go containers.

Ensenada style fish taco with slaw, sour cream, guacamole, and rocoto cream ($5.50): There were two good things about the taco. First, the big piece of beer battered cod was hot and crispy on the outside. Second, the thick corn tortilla was housemade. The cabbage slaw seemed like something out of a prepackaged salad bag, The guac was too smooth and oddly tangy. The green sauce tasted like it had ranch dressing in it.

Ensenada style shrimp taco: same add-ons as the fish taco ($5.50): The shrimp wasn’t as good as the cod. They used medium sized shrimp which was battered and crunchy but there wasn’t much shrimp. I didn’t like the toppings or sauces.

The interior seems shabby and has black walls. There is a large mural on one wall.

3.5 out of 5 stars.

By Lolia S.

[nattinatalia]

❤️‍🔥THE HARLOWS❤️‍🔥

These are not in order whatsoever. Please do not steal my work. Just sit back and enjoy my little made up world..

Football SZN

Me Or Her

Me Or Her pt 2

Me Or Her pt 3

Boys Night

Matching With Daddy

I'm Not Mad.. I'm Disappointed

Hospital Visits

Pregnancy Nights

Resting or Baking?

New Years

Talk To Me

Miscommunications

Like Daddy

That's Not Fair

Grammy Night

Tio Jack-Jack

Valentine's Day With Mia

Double Trouble

Baking With Mia

Boys Day

How Did You Know?

You Had One Job

Double Trouble

Running Errands

TikTok Dance

That's Not Mama

Brunch With The Harlows

New Beginnings

Terrible Two's

Accidents

Strawberries and Some

One Day

Nurse Mia

Baby Balances

Up In The Sky

Dia De Las Madres

Flowers

ANNIVERSARIES & SIXTY-NINES

Missing Birthday's

Late Night Lives

Dentist Visit

All The Reasons Why I Love You

School Pickups

Cravings & Arguments

Balloon Fight & Carne Asada

Scares & Laughs

Down time

Soccer Games & Showers

Mia Harlow Day

Coach Harlow

Spilled Milk & Cracked Eggs

First Crushes

[bubble4u]

It's short and sweet lol

Mentions: drunk/buzzed reader some slight groping, smoking,polyship

@danni-k knows I was doing this lol

“Give me your wallet” you slurred taiju side eyed you while trying to light his cigarette, “is there a please at the end of that?” You whined wrapping your arms around his arm, your vision was going slightly hazy but you’re still sober enough to know you wanted food.” Pleeeeeeeaaassseee I’m so hungry and my head hurts” taiju scoffed “well I’m not the one who decided after several bottles of sake to start taking tequila shots now am I?” You glared at him as best as you could but compared to sober you it just looked like you couldn’t blink properly. You started to reach in his pant pocket when one was empty you went to the next, this went on for 5 minutes you know you had a little to drink but you’re not that drunk that you couldn’t feel the usually burley leather wallet he kept that mistuya first gifted it to him. Taiju smirked slightly, still smoking his cigarette feeling your hands going over all four pockets “I mean I’m not one to stop you sweety but if you’re trying to rile me up you’re hands need to be more here” he grabs your wrist guiding your palm on his crotch you felt his dick jump a bit to tease you into showing where it’s at. You pulled your hand away “just tell me where you wallet is shiba” he sighed reaching into his coat pocket pulling out the black card and just before you reached for it he held it away “no going back in and ordering more drinks” you rolled your eyes snatching the card and running off to one of the various good trucks outside of the club. A few minutes went by and you’re back texting on your phone still buzzed but you bought a water while you waited “ahem” you looked up from your phone to see taiju with his hand out, you handed back his card “they said it’ll be Done in a bit oh and I bought some stuff for taka and south” taiju paused “for Takashi AND terano?!” you nodded not even catching on what was up.

On the mic the order taker holds up his pad “ok order number 78, 9 tacos asada, 3 quesadilla pastor, tres tortas y carnitas and your 3 large limonadas are ready” you clapped all giddy trotting over towards the large bags of food you ordered.

The ride back home was you just singing off-key to your Spotify Playlist while Taiju contemplates cutting you off again and begging the other two to not hand over their cards.

[palmtreepalmtree]

I have zero patience for anything right now.

I decided to order tortilla soup from my local Mexican place because they make it with guajillo chilis and I thought it might help clear my sinuses.

I offered to order something for mom too, and she was just so weird about it, as if she had never been asked to order something before. She asked for two tacos, and then acted all overwhelmed when I was asking her what kind of tacos. There were literally only two choices to make - protein and tortilla type. And she said to me, "I've never had so many options!" I mean, seriously? You've never been asked whether you want chicken or carne asada tacos? You've never chosen between flour or corn tortillas? Like, come on, mom. This is not hard.