Mashle is my new obsession for the moment

Biscuit. She/her. Might write some stuff about mashle, dunno. Definetly feed me Rayne Ames fluff. No NSFW. Feel free to interact with me.Requests: Open. Rules

[seungsuki-deactivated20241116]

propose - rayne finally ties the knot (gn!reader)

warning: none

note: kinda nervous cause i never wrote for other fandoms before

a gentle breeze lightened the warm afternoon, making it the perfect weather for a little picnic near the forest. the sweet smell of flowers plus the small birds chirping made the day relaxing for the two divine visionaries. it was a rare day off, clocking in earlier and receiving scolding's for that, rayne ames and [name][last name] wanted to spend time with each other. [name] was the one who suggested the picnic and planned a simple lunch to which rayne agreed. 

you spread out the chequered blanket under the oak tree that carried memories to talk about. rayne set the basket filled with sandwiches, fruits and juice boxes down and waited for you to sit down. the spot chosen wasn’t too far away from the school which is why the duo didn’t bother changing uniforms. 

rayne checked his pockets to see if he had everything he needed including a particular box tucked away from your eyes. the double liner watched you admire the oak tree protecting you from the dim sunlight, reminiscing the silly memories from small kisses to flower crowns. the oak tree had seen it all. 

“i’ve been looking forward to this all day”, you cheered finally sitting down with one of rayne’s bunnies on your lap 

“same here”, rayne sighed letting his other bunny chew on his uniform robe 

“it feels good to relax with you”, rayne continued handing you a sandwich and purposely brushing his fingers against yours 

“me too! we both needed a break! the juniors may be sweet but they can drive you crazy”, you shuddered remembering the chanting of your name during exam seasons 

“it’s tough but knowing your here keeps me going”, rayne said chewing his sandwich 

“i’m happy being a sort of motivation! you’re my motivation too”, you said smiling 

“you’re not just my motivation”, rayne stopped eating 

he placed his sandwich on his plate before locking eyes with you. you tried to read his emotions knowing how rayne isn’t that good at expressing himself but it was difficult. was it nervousness? what would he even be so nervous about? 

“is everything alright?”, you asked with concern 

oh how that melted the poor man’s heart. it’s the simple things that make rayne content. the way how your eyes search for any possible discomfort he felt or the way how you always put him before yourself, rayne couldn’t find the words to describe this feeling- no he concluded that no amount of words would be able to describe his burning heart 

“remember how you asked me what i wanted to do with my life?”, rayne asked 

“of course i do. you said you didn’t care”, you recalled 

“i change my mind [name]”, rayne said and took a deep breath 

“i have been thinking about this moment for a long time but i can't wait anymore. i have never been certain my whole life until i met you. you’re the opposite of me and that made me even more curious about you. i love to learn more about you [name] and i want to continue to learn more about you”, rayne said and pulled out a velvet box 

“i want to be the perfect man for you. i want to be that shield to protect your smile and laugh. i want to listen to your silly theories and complaints. our souls connected by pure chance for a reason and i think i finally found that reason. there is no doubt”, rayne gently picked up the box and opened it 

“[name][last name], will you marry me? i rayne ames, promise to keep you happy for the rest of your life and vow to never leave your side until my last breath”, rayne proposed 

you’ve never seen rayne with such emotions before. sure you have seen him talk about a future together at your late night talks but you’d never imagine the day he’d propose to you. rayne ames, the world’s youngest divine visionary, was asking for your hand in marriage. tears pooled your eyes as your smile grew even bigger 

“yes! yes a million times rayne! i would be honoured to marry you!”

your pooled tears were freely running down your cheeks. rayne slowly pulls the ring out of its velvet box and gently brings your left hand closer to him. treating your hand like glass, rayne carefully slips the ring into your finger. he kissed your hand and the rest became history 

packing everything, rayne picked up the picnic basket before the both of you walked back into the school. both of you were walking back to your dorms hand in hand. it was so obvious from your gleaming behaviour that today was the best day in your life 

“woah careful-” 

you accidentally bumped into dot to which you quickly apologised. feeling your right hand being tugged, you looked over to see rayne signalling to continue walking with him. waving dot and the gang behind him, you left the scene with your boyf- fiance 

“wait a damn minute! did you guys see that ring on [name]’s finger?”, dot question in shock 

“r-really? i didn’t notice”, finn said awkwardly hiding behind lance 

“no way!! [name] is engaged? oh i hope that happens to me too! right mash?”, lemon cheerfully asked the boy who looked blank 

“finn, why are you so quiet huh? what do you know?”, dot pressed 

that made finn spill everything. rayne had informed finn beforehand about the entire proposal plan. in fact, he even practised and helped rayne prepare a proper speech and encouraged his brother to speak from his heart. the whole gang froze for a minute before lemon began squealing and blushing about marriage 

“so we gotta call [name] with rayne’s surname?”, dot asked 

“[name] ames.. sounds nice”, lance repeated the name to confirm 

“i’m so happy for them! i can already imagine mine! lemon burnedead- ah” 

like that, lemon fell on the floor with a red face. finn panicked and rushed to the girl, fanning her and asking about her condition. all the while , mash wondered if [name] and rayne's wedding would have any cream puffs.

© seungsuki 2024-25 -- do not repost, translate, alter, etc on any platform without permission. Any characters used in my work do not belong to me, they are created by their original creator

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Two people one bed trope with the mashle gang (nothing steamy, mostly crack)

So I recently fell into the mashle rabbit hole and there's not enough content so here are my thoughts about the main cast having to share a room with you, their crush:

Those who will accept to share the bed with you:

Dot is very excited about sleeping in the same bed with you but he has never done it before so he is very nerveous. He spends the whole night awake, sweating bullets, unable to move a muscle and barely breathing as he is anxious about disturbing your sleep. He will still boast the next day to his friends about the "hot" night you spent sharing a bed but everyone is calling out his bluff. 4 out 10 his immobility was concerning you had to check his pulse thinking he died but also don't talk big when you can't even hold a hand?

Lance would probably not care much. He hops in his pyjamas and sleeps on his side his back facing away from you, hugging a giant pillow with the picture of his little sister on it. Also he either sleeps with open eyes or some other uncanny sleeping stuff . 5/10, good night sleep but the lack of physical proximity was underwhelming plus the sleep talk took you by surprise

Lemon pretends to be surprised even though it's no coincidence you have to share the same bed (she swears it's a honest mistake tehehehe). It would be like a nice pyjama party but she will keep asking you questions all night long. If you are still able by some miracle to fall asleep despite her never ending talk, you will wake up after a short moment felling a pair of glowing yellow globes eerily staring at you as if they were piercing your soul... 5 out of 10, too much activity and staring with not enough sleep.

Those who prefer jumping in the mouth of a volcano to jumping in the same bed with you:

Of course Mash breaks the door to your room and is shocked to be greeted by one big bed instead of two small ones. However, don't you worry, he puts the door back in its frame and will guard it to make sure no will disturb your sleep. You used magic to fix the door? Huh, he just remembered he wanted to try a new training. He does an invisible chair and sleeps like that for the whole night. He really doesn't want to invade your intimacy 6/10 confused but got the heart in the right place.

Finn tries complaining to the staff about the mistake which makes you think that maybe he doesn't like you. Him becoming a blushing mess when confronted with the reality of sharing a room makes you reconsider your first impression. He deeply appologizes for the uncomfortable situation and you cannot convince him to get in the bed with you. He chooses to sleep on the chair. 7 out 10 a true gentleman.

Bonus: (because why not)

Like his brother Rayne tries to make the management fix the issue. His intimidating looks and impressive title do not take him very far. Despite your reassurances, he refuses to take advantage of the situation. He sleeps in the corridor, his back leaning on your room's door. 8 out of 10, a chivalrous knight.

You think that Orter would give the hotel an earful when the promised double room is just one king bed instead but the sight makes his brain short cut. He looks at the bed then back at you, announces he will get a drink before leaving and never looking back. He doesn't invite you and drinks the night away at the hotel bar all alone. ?? out 10 because you were kinda hopeful he was coming back and that would spark the begining of your love story but at the same time you appreciate his thoughtfulness about giving all of the space you need??

Ryoh would moonwalk out of the room and go back home to spend the night with his family. He would probably use light magic or teleportation IDK. What I do know is that sharing a room let alone a bed with somebody else would be cheating and ain't no way that man gonna cheat on his baby mama!! 1000 out of 10 for our loyal king 🤴

[savepalestineplease]

UPDATES FROM GAZA

[dewz]

Vento Auro post canon scenarios:

Fugo inherited Narancia’s curse. Now, he always ends up witnessing misunderstanding situations as he works to the boss of the gang.

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Headcanon accepted

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Ask box Empty, Send me Requests!

Hello my friends! Yes, it has been awhile XD But I’m gonna use this quarantine to be productive! Feel free to ask me for hc! Make sure to check the rules before! Love you all, take care <3

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Reblogging to tell you that I have finished answering all of your asks and that my askbox is empty again! It was so fun, I never thought I still had it! Please, send more requests <3

[pizzabiscuitwithglasses]

First off, welcome! The community can be a great source of support but it can also be very toxic, please tread carefully and try to enjoy yourself as much as you can ! As for your question, it’s like trying to explain to someone what a meme is XD I mean like, I don’t have a defined definition of what a scenario is and what is a Hc and what’s the difference between them but I will try to explain myself.

For me, (anybody is more than welcome to add more what I’m going to say) I treat a headcanon as a way to spit out a number of facts about one or many characters in a given situation or context. It’s rough on the edges and I focus more on the content, the idea I’m trying to convey then about the form. Also, I can make same headcanons (as an example, how does X character sleep at night) about many differents characters but I rarely do the same for scenarios or fics (in my mind, fics are the same as scenarios although fics may have many chapter while a scenario is, I think, only composed of one chapter).

For fics or scenarios, I try to set a mood and an context (as an example, instead of giving facts about how does X character sleep, I write a scenario in which you find the said character asleep.) I try to describe what’s hapening, giving a logical reason of why it is happening (if we go back to my example of the sleeping character, you go to their home to fetch him for a mission and find them asleep or something.) I try to give a brief description, to focus on feelings, to develop the content so it is more than me spewing randomly facts about a character. For me, fics are more carefully crafted than Hc because I’m trying to write a small and coherent story whereas for Headcanons, I can just keep it to down to the core, the arguments I want to introduce without digging too much on the details.

Sorry for the lenghty explanation, hope it helps! If you have any more questions, please don’t hesitate to ask me. I’m not a veteran nor a very good writer, but I will be more than happy to share the little knowledge I have accumulated with you my friend!

[pizzabiscuitwithglasses]

Ouch, I feel you so hard my friend. I always get so depressed when I’m on my period. With the pain and the hormones drop, I just wanna die too. I also want to consume content that might not be very well for me in my depressed state. I’ve answered your request ( cause I love ansgt too and I have nothing to do in my life right now XD)  but may I advice you to read it another time? When you are feeling better? You can drop a message in my inbox and talk together if it helps. I was going for a few headcanons but it turned out as fic, oh well *shrugs*.

Please proceed with caution:

Jotaro reacting to his s/o death: Cw: Death, Cw: Depression.

Jotaro was probably at his work when he heard about his s/o’s death. The news hit him hard, everything felling fuzzy around him. He thought he was going to be sad but he didn’t. He felt... nothing. He was more concerned about trying to comfort his s/o’s parents talking to him on the phone (even though comforting people has never been his forte) then about his lover’s death. He took a break from his work and traveled his s/o’s hometown. During the trip, he is left with his thoughts, and with his feelings, or should I say, his lack of feelings. Why wasn’t he sad? He wondered. He knew it wasn’t the first time he lost suddenly people he cared deeply about, but he never thought it would numb him to other deaths. After a few minutes by himself, he gave up thinking at once and turned on the radio.

He continued to not think at all, taking care of things as they come up. He said mechanically words of condelances to his s/o’s family and thanked others when they presented their sympathies for his loss. He answered to questions he was asked on the beat, without too much pondering. When he saw his s/o corpse, his mind just stopped working: it was as if it were full of static. Just like that, he spent an infinite amount of time in front of what had been his lover, the joy of his life. If you saw him, you wouldn’t be able to say if he were actually breathing or not. Then one of his s/o’s relative came to take him, it was time for the burial.

Jotaro left as soon as the ceremony was over. Every inch of his body was repulsed by the idea of lingering in that place. Even as his s/o was lowered in their grave and covered by dirt, he still didn’t feel anything. Even as weeks passed by, he still didn’t feel anything. There was only an emptiness that was threatening to swallow him whole. In order distract his mind, to fill  the hollowness, Jotaro submerged himself in work. He had never been a joyous fellow, prefering work to everything else. However, the amount of work he was doing was too much, even for him.

Then one day, or one night, he couldn’t tell, time became a homogeonous line for Jotaro, as he is rummaging through his papers, he found a token from the past: stickers of various sea animals, a gift from his s/o. They gave it to him as a joke, knowing how much he loved those creatures but despised childish things. Jotaro was not fond stickers, he was way past these kind of frivolity . But he did love what the sea had to offer and he appreciated the gesture so he never threw away the stickers, prefering to leave them in his own belongings even without the intention of ever using them.

At that moment, many memories flooded back into Jotaro’s mind: their first meeting, their confession, their first date, their first fight, their first anniversary... Their last kiss, their last words, their last meeting. Suddenly, Jotaro lifted his head, wondering how long has it been since...? And as he looked around him, searching for clues, their presence made itself aware. He could see their bored face as they were opening the fridge for no purpose, their back swaying to the sound of their humming while cooking breakfast, them looking at the window before happily shouting “Jotaro, look! The weather is so nice today!”,  their silhouette multiplying and propragating through the rooms, with their voice calling out to him. They were everywhere at once and nowhere.

Their presence became overwhelming and Jotaro felt himself choke on his tears. Jotaro clutched the stickers tightly, pressing them against his chest. His s/o were gone and they took something with them that can never be replaced, that he would always miss.

[pizzabiscuitwithglasses]

And that is indeed, what we call Hc or Headcanons. You were correct my friend.

So for my dear @vyglitchcraft​, headcanons about Cheese boy and rice/goth man with a tall S/o:

For someone who has the power to shrink people, Formaggio is particulary fond of his s/o’s height. He loves tall people, he thinks they are elegant and classy. He doesn’t feel insecure if his s/o is taller than him, especially if she’s a woman. On the contrary, he will openely boat about it. He knows that women tend to prefer taller partner so for his tall s/o to have chosen him, he feels quite honored. Plus, with him being the shorter one, he can fully enjoy being the small spoon but shh! It’s a little secret between me and you.

Risotto is already very tall for a man. To have a s/o who is as tall as him is impressive. An s/o who is taller than him? Even slightly? That’s something he never thought possible! In any case, he loves his tall s/o with all of his heart. He finds a form of comfort and intimacy in being able to look directly into his s/o eyes. He will hear their complaints about tall people’s problem all day and wholeheartedly nod. If his s/o is insecure about their height, he will gladely comfort them, saying that he finds them perfect and charming just the way they are!

[pizzabiscuitwithglasses]

Wow, that was fast! Many thanks my friend! So;

Hc about Cheese boy during quaratine:

Pretty sure Formaggio didn’t take the Covid-19 seriously at the begining of the pandemic. “It’s just a flu. I’m not gonna stop living because a fucking flu!” He regreted  those words very much when he was infected by the virus. He spent 2 weeks in pain, by himself while the rest of la Squadra were unable to take care of him but still made fun of him (except Risotto who made sure to check on him from time to time) After he finally recovered, the confinement was put in place.

His sleep schedule is pretty fucked up. Wake up, eat and go to sleep at random hours during night or days. All of the booze he had in stock was gone by the first week. No more snacks for him too. Since there was nothing else to do, he decided to learn cooking but the food he made was not terrible cause he lacked many ingredients and many times, he had to improvise something. Also, since he cooked to spend time, he ended up with more food than he could eat. It was this point that he started to think about another hobby.

He bingewatched all kind of shows and movies until he felt like his eyes were going blind. When he is particulary bored, he calls other members of la squadra to strike up conversations but it never works for too long. It always ends up with them hunging up on him screaming “Formaggio, you’re just bored! Go do something with your life!” 

[pizzabiscuitwithglasses]

Ask box Empty, Send me Requests!

Hello my friends! Yes, it has been awhile XD But I’m gonna use this quarantine to be productive! Feel free to ask me for hc! Make sure to check the rules before! Love you all, take care <3

[nevershoutnani]

Using this platform to let you know that ICE is doing searches during the lockdown and making arrests. Fuck ICE and stay safe. Don’t open your doors to them.

Edit: ICE = U.S. Immigration and Customs Enforcement

[pizzabiscuitwithglasses]

Like seriously? Like bruh, what the heck? There are, I don’t know, more important stuff to do right now?

[verynicecaesarino]

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*Last trian home intensifies*

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why did you write the f-slur in your vento aureo cowboy bebop reblog?

Excuse me, what are you talking about my friend?

[pizzabiscuitwithglasses]

Okay there must be a misunderstanding. I checked all of my blog and I don’t have the slightest idea about what you are referecing to. If you don’t mind, would you please message privately so we can sort out the matter?

[pizzabiscuitwithglasses]

why did you write the f-slur in your vento aureo cowboy bebop reblog?

Excuse me, what are you talking about my friend?

[teatimeatwinterpalace]

“Will the night soon pass? Will it ever pass? How much longer can I endure it? What will help me to endure it, if endured it must be?”

— Vera Brittain, Testament of Youth (via antigonick)

[pizzabiscuitwithglasses]

It seems that life is a loop of nights and days succeding each other days growing shorter and shorter as time passes by.

[pizzabiscuitwithglasses]

Your english is perfect @the-moon18​! Don’t worry. I mean, look at me. English is my third language but here I go, writing hc in Shakespeare’s toungue, while I’m tired, without any proofreading! So,

Hc about Abbacchio with a pianist fem S/O:

- When you first tell him there’s something he needs to see, Abbacchio panics internally. He thinks he did something wrong and you’re going to call him out but he doesn’t let it show.

-His apprehension turns into curiosity when he sees the piano. He watchs you intensely playing piano for him and it shakes him to the core, in a good way of course. To have someone so dear to him share their passion with him, Abbacchio finds it extremely endearing.

- He can’t move a single muscle until you’re done. When you ask him if he liked it, he nods and he blushes when you tell him you want to play just for him.

- Abbacchio doesn’t want to bother so he won’t ask at first, you will have to tell him “hey, come watch me play!” and he will galdly do it. After some time, especially when he wants some peace of mind, he will start asking you to play for him, even requesting a few pieces.

- It doesn’t matter if you’re a pro or just a beginner, Abbacchio loves music and he loves you too so the mix of the two is something that he adores!

[i-am-not-a-guardian-deactivated]

if you would be so kind as to reblog this if you feel insecure about your writing skills.

[pizzabiscuitwithglasses]

I mean, who doesn’t XD?