xxxkh-y

Sakamoto sighed wearily. Just looking at all the traffic I had to go through, dodging with the cart and taking care of the gifts. Just thinking about it made him want to run back to the car without even validating the card. But hunger spoke louder, much louder. So it would seem that any human being who passed too close to him, which wasn't too difficult given the movement, would hear his stomach crying out for food. He craned his neck to measure how long it would take to get to the other side, but as he did, he saw something even more surprising than the vastness of that line. _____________________________________________________ [ 02|02 ] SagaShou.

xxxkh-y

You know how it is... A good pastry chef never reveals his secrets. Each baker's cakes are the result of their own feelings. When candy is made, whether you believe it or not, intentions are conveyed through actions; thus flooding the candy. That's why it's not so important to say the sweets' intentions, but to make them feel them. [KxN]

Ifurita

In that reality in which he lived, he was a scientist, a physicist in search of something greater, but that in the end his cycle of friendships ended up closing in on two co-workers, a plant and two artificial intelligences. And of course, Sunday lunches at her parents' house, where she'd listen to her mother talk about how happy her brother was with her successful job and her cousin had sent pictures of her twin daughters—two little angels, when are you going to give me grandchildren? Takashi? His eyes were fixed on the coffee mug with a silly print of two mice that read 'The answer is 42'. He sighed as he realized he had lost himself in daydreams. He took the coffee between his hands, breathing in the aroma, the sweet aroma of a few more hours awake without feeling an amoeba. Of course, that scent was better with a dash of cinnamon and cayenne pepper. “Perfect…” he whispered as he tasted the coffee the way he liked it. Better than that only when he was home and could pour a shot of whiskey in his coffee.

anna-chan

"He couldn't contain his joy the day the small publishing house had received a proposal to print an advertisement for Ogata. An advertisement for boxers. And he looked beautiful in the pictures. That day he made the first madness for Hiroto. He stole a poster of him despite never showing it to anyone."

Chrysanthemum

Yuu meets Kouyou in a small accident caused by his father, after which they both create a unique bond of friendship, but they don't realize that what unites them is much more than just friendship. [Duo-shot | UxA]

anna-chan

Good night, Yutaka-san. Would you have automotive fangs to sell?"