Hi, anybody know why in the new Harvest Moon game "Story of Seasons -Trio of Towns" Woofio isn't available as a marriage candidate? I'm in America using the English version that I bought from the Nintendo game store on my 3Ds. Plz Help....
Hello, lovelies! <3 I attended a con recently and was so pleasantly surprised to find a ton of All Out merch. Though as you can see, I got a little carried away;; So I decided to do a little giveaway to spread the love!
AVAILABLE CHARACTERS!! x Gion Kenji x Iwashimizu Sumiaki x Sekizan Takuya x Ebumi Masaru x Oharano Etsugo x Suwa Yusaku x Miyuki Atsushi x Kirishima Kokuto
HOW TO PARTICIPATE!! x This giveaway will be a little different, as I want to give everyone a chance to get the character they want. The list above shows all the available characters you can win. x To enter, simply reblog this post and in the tags, state which character you want and explain why you love that character x Only one reblog per person is required for entry x Winners, please respond within 48 hours upon being messaged or else someone else will be chosen
GIVEAWAY DETAILS!! x The giveaway will end and the winners will be announced on March 31st x Shipping costs within the US will be covered by me x Only one prize per winner; meaning that one person cannot earn prizes for two different characters
Good luck, everyone! ^ ^)/
My dude is Gion Kenji! Why he's my favorite? Well, his character really hits home for me. When I was little I never was really let be part of any teams either and was often pushed aside as the outcast (not for lack of trying mind you). Gion's brother just like mine never wanted or allowed me to play with him and in general never was brotherly to me. I was also always over looked because of him. Like Gion it took me a while to find a friend like Iwashimizu, we both became friends because of anime believe or not! I used to have violent tendencies like Gion because I was an outcast, but over the years I've become a much calmer peefthanks to my real life Iwashimizu! But anyway, I see myself in Gion alot more than people would think on the surface.... Also he's supper sexy and lovable. ;P
im glad house is reading manga during this scene, really makes it
Nice XD
sometimes the eyes look weird. i cant really explain it because im stupid, but sometimes they just dont have any depth. theyre like those eyes anime girls have before they snap and murder their boyfriend. i cannot explain it any other way.
Thats what I’m looking for! (not that i mind the nice comments at all)I think its because I usually dont fill them in so they are blank.
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But I think youre really onto something because I actually really struggle with eyes at certain angles and expressions and I think the blank circle look doesnt help. Thank you!-Destiny
So cuuuuuuuuuuuuute!!
JorgeⅡ Joestar
TOT~~~~~~ So beautiful!!!
Roses are red.
Violets are growing.
Jotaro on Valentine's day.
Thought I was finally growing a mustache but it was actually just an eyelash on my top lip.
Joseph has an entire beard so I better get something eventually :(
Dear past self,
I know you want a beard, but please, whatever you do, do NOT start shaving your peach fuzz.
Gimmie one good reason why I shouldn’t shave it?! Cause if peach fuzz is all I can grow I don’t even want it!
“Fret not Josuke! Your great great grandpa had a marvelous mustache so I am certain in time you will as well.It is in your blood!”-Jonathan
XD!!!!
JOJO! (╯°□°)╯︵ ┻━┻
“H-Hey! Watch out!”-(young Jonathan)
i am so thankful yuri on ice exists
Gudetama gently nudges his fans for a follow…
Join us....
Luv u dude!! XD
This was the first thing I saw when I logged on!
There’s three main groups: the flexors and extensors each take one half of the forearm, and the ridge muscles sit on top like a little tiara. Each group has it’s own unique form. Learning their anatomy will help you design awesomely dynamic arms.
Let’s try to make forearms manageable to draw. This is a body part most artists don’t quite understand. It can be real intimidating if you don’t know the muscles.
The arm has a simple chain design and the forms interlock down the arm.
To avoid the snowman effect, use straight, angular lines and look for asymmetries. Compare the apex of both sides of the forearm to understand the curvature better. Notice that the flexors reach lower on the wrist than the extensors and ridge muscles.
Look for this kind of thing when you’re drawing the gesture of the muscle groups. A wave rhythm where the curve on one side leads into the next curve on the other side.
I’ll explain more in-depth in the video - www.proko.com/179
I need this!!!!
Yesh!!
A/N: Hello, everyone! So, this fic is dedicated to the amazing @topbananapuff , who always endures my Iwashimizu wearing makeup headcannons and said ‘wtf bro Ebumi wears it, too.’ Enjoy
Summary: Iwashimizu loves wearing makeup, but he needs a little help. Good thing Ebumi’s around.
Iwashimizu stood awkwardly by his locker, hands clasped together and eyes downcast. Most of the team had already headed home for the day, eager to take real showers and eat at home. However, Iwashimizu couldn’t leave yet. He had a mission to complete.
If he could muster up the courage to even start it, that is.
A loud bang sounded from the other side of the locker room, making Iwashimizu wince. So, Ebumi was still here. Iwashimizu still had time to ask him. But his body just wouldn’t move; his feet felt like lead and his body felt like his blood had been replaced with sand. The opportunity to reach out to Ebumi was slipping away with each passing moment.
Somehow, Iwashimizu managed to drag himself toward the sound of Ebumi’s laughter and general chaotic noise. He stopped at the end of the row of lockers and stared for a moment. Ebumi would hate him if he asked. What if Iwashimizu had just imagined the whole ordeal? Then he would ask a ridiculous favor and Ebumi might never be able to forgive him for being so stupid.
“Oi, jolly green giant. You need something?”
Ebumi’s voice sliced through every thought in Iwashimizu’s mind. A blush rose to the blonde’s cheeks. He had Ebumi’s attention. If he asked now, it would all be over with and he could go home.
“E-Ebumi-san -” Iwashimizu stuttered out.
“Nah, none of that formal bullshit. Just tell me what’s up.” Ebumi said.
“I-I was wonder i-if m-maybe you c-could, uhm, i-if you could…”
“Spit it out, skyscraper.”
“T-Tell me how your makeup stays so nice!”
Ebumi cocked an eyebrow at the blushing first year. He knew he had a reputation for being kind of a delinquent jackass, so this had probably taken every ounce of the kid’s courage. Scanning Iwashimizu’s face, Ebumi took note of the nearly perfect eyeliner wings on the blonde’s eyelids and the clumped mascara on his lashes. A shame, really - Iwashimizu had such long, beautiful eyelashes already. Ebumi was jealous.
“What are you talking about?” Ebumi asking, hoping for more details.
Iwashimizu looked down. “W-Well, your makeup never runs during games or practices. A-And it always looks so smooth, like you just applied it.”
Ebumi preened at the compliments. “Of course. I’m the shit. My makeup is fucking fantastic all the time.”
“C-Could you teach me?”
If it were any other first year, Ebumi would have told them to fuck off and die. Yet, when he looked at Iwashimizu, with his soft voice and kind eyes and general brightness, he couldn’t say no. The blonde needed confidence and goddamn it, Ebumi was going to make him looks so good, Iwashimizu would have no choice but to be a sexy badass.
“Show me what you use. Come on, whip it out, let’s go.” Ebumi commanded.
Iwashimizu’s face lit up. “Th-Thank you, Ebumi! Uhm, let me just find my case.”
Ebumi waited. He watched Iwashimizu dig around in his backpack and fish out a little floral patterned makeup bag. He had to admit that with how shy Iwashimizu was, he had expected a plain black case. Apparently the giant was full of surprises. Iwashimizu handed to pouch to the winger.
The contents were absolutely pitiful. Cheap eyeliner and mascara, the worst matched shade of foundation Ebumi had ever seen, and a few tubes of chapstick and lip gloss that were old and dried out. How was Iwashimizu even surviving? Ebumi was so goddamn high maintenance that he wouldn’t let anything that cost less than 1400 yen touch his face.
“This is all trash. Who even uses pencil eyeliner anymore? And this foundation doesn’t match your skin. This fucking lip gloss is so old they don’t even make this brand anymore. What the fuck, Iwashi?” Ebumi ranted.
Iwashimizu curled in on himself. “Sorry, Ebumi. I-I can’t buy it very easily. People look at me weird when I try.”
“Then fuck ‘em. Here, I’ve got extra stuff. I’ll give you real makeup and half your problems will disappear. You like that natural pink color for the lips, right?”
“Oh, no, Ebumi! Please don’t give up your things!”
Ebumi laughed. “Quit worrying so damn much. Ise keeps buying me this shit to woo me. It’s working but I ain’t going to tell him that. So it’s fine. Now, do you like natural pink or not?”
Iwashimizu nodded shyly. “I like them to be light and shiny.”
“Figures. You like the shojo manga heroine look. You do that for yourself or to impress someone?”
“Uh, well, I like the way I look, so I guess myself. But -”
“It’s the little fucknut who’s trying to be a winger, isn’t it? God, don’t do your makeup for that fucking shithead. You wanna look pretty? Look pretty. Do it for you.”
“I do. But sometimes I add a little extra to…nevermind. It’s so silly.”
“What’s fucking silly is that you don’t have any glittery eyeshadows when I know for a fact you like glitter. You got twenty of those goddamn glitter pens in your bag right now. I’ve got some of that, too, and you can have it.”
“Thank you.”
Ebumi ignored the gratitude, reaching into his own backpack to find his makeup case. It wasn’t difficult; the thing was bright pink with ‘TASTY BITCH’ written on it. Opening up the pouch, Ebumi pulled out all the essentials: liquid eyeliner, mascara, lip gloss and lip pencils, foundation, eyeshadow. He decided against blush. Iwashimizu blushed so much that he didn’t need it.
“Take them. Dump the other shit. This is all waterproof, so it’ll stay on in a fucking flood. Now, open your eyes so I can teach you how to put on mascara.” Ebumi ordered.
Iwashimizu obeyed. Ebumi began slowly rolling the mascara on, carefully flicking the brush at the end of the lashes to create a sharp point. He smirked when Iwashimizu gasped in amazement. God, the kid really needed to gain some standards. Any middle school girl could do this in two seconds.
It was then that Ebumi realized that Iwashimizu wasn’t like him. Iwashimizu didn’t have the confidence to storm into a makeup shop and demand that the stylists teach him. He probably couldn’t ask his mom for help and the girls at school would probably laugh at him. Iwashimizu had taught himself. No wonder the blonde was so excited; it was like finally having a mentor.
“Pucker up. Lips next.” Ebumi said.
Picking up the lip pencil, Ebumi carefully traced Iwashimizu’s lips. Goddamn this boy was lucky - his lips were soft and pouty. Ebumi dabbed a bit of lip gloss on to finish up the look.
“There. You’re fucking fab, Iwashi.” Ebumi said.
“Thank you. It feels…different. Not in a bad way, of course! It’s just -” Iwashimizu said.
“It’s okay. I used to use crappy makeup, too, before I realized that it fucked up my skin. It’s different, but you like it, right?”
“Oh, yes! I love it!”
“Great. Show me how to do the eyeliner wings. I can never get them right, and I’m pretty sure Ise tired of my bitching about it.”
“O-Oh. Okay. See, you just have to trace and fill. Like this.”
Iwashimizu placed a gentle hand beneath Ebumi’s chin, tilting his head up to get a better angle to apply the eyeliner. Hands unusually steady, Iwashimizu drew a perfect line across Ebumi’s eyelid and drew a small curve to the side and brought it back down. He filled in the space and started on the other eye. Once he finished, he offered Ebumi his compact to examine the work. Ebumi let out a loud laugh, startling Iwashimizu.
“You amazing bitch! I look like a goddamn model! Thanks.” Ebumi said, slapping Iwashimizu on the back.
“I’m happy to help. Thank you for helping me.” Iwashimizu said softly.
“We should probably get the hell out of here. I bet the little fucknut’s waiting for you.”
Iwashimizu giggled, and Ebumi wondered how Gion hadn’t already made a move. Gathering his things, Ebumi followed Iwashimizu out of the locker room. Sure enough, Gion was waiting outside the entrance, sitting on the ground and drawing in the dirt. Iwashimizu gave him a gentle tap on the shoulder.
“I was wondering if you were ever coming out, Udo. I’ve been waiting forever.” Gion said, getting to his feet and dusting off his pants.
“I’m sorry. Ebumi and I were talking.” Iwashimizu said.
Gion made an unimpressed face and looked at Iwashimizu, search the taller boy’s eyes for a lie. Instead, he noticed how big Iwashimizu’s eyes seemed and how…well, Gion couldn’t describe it. He just knew it made his stomach twist and his heart beat weirdly.
“What’s up with your face? It’s weird.” Gion blurted.
Iwashimizu’s cheeks burned red, his eyes downcast. Ebumi growled and marched over to the shorter boy, grabbing his ear. Gion shouted and began to slap at him.
“Give us a sec, Iwashi. Gion forgot something in the locker room.” Ebumi gritted out.
Ebumi dragged Gion into the locker room and slapped him in the back of the head. And then he did it again. And then one more time for good measure. Gion rubbed the now sore spot and glared at Ebumi.
“What the hell?” Gion snapped.
“What the fuck was that? ‘It’s weird’ - I should cut off your fucking dick, you dumb shit. Why would you say that to Iwashimizu?” Ebumi hissed.
“Because that’s how it made me feel!”
“Well, I hope you’re feeling fucking pretty now because you’re going to walk out there and tell Iwashimizu how fucking pretty he looks. You’re going to say ‘wow, Iwashi, your eyes really pop today’ and ‘geez, your lips are so shiny’ and ‘holy shit, your hair looks amazing.’”
“Why would I say that? It would make Iwashi uncomfortable.”
“God, you’re a fucking dumbass. Just listen to your smart as hell senpai and tell the giant he’s pretty, okay? Shit.”
“But -”
Ebumi slapped Gion upside the head once more. The brunette scowled, but relented. After agreeing to follow Ebumi’s orders, Gion wandered back outside and stood awkwardly next to Iwashimizu. The blonde looked a bit sad; maybe Gion had really hurt him.
“Hey, Iwashimizu.” Gion said.
“Y-Yes, Gion-kun?” Iwashimizu asked worriedly.
“You look pretty today.”
Iwashimizu blushed, tucking his hair behind his ear shyly. “Thank you.”
“You wanna get something to eat on the way home?”
“Uhm, sure! McDonald’s?”
Gion became flustered. “Sure.”
Ebumi smirked as he watched the two walk away. It was official; he was the best senpai ever. He just hoped the little fucknut wouldn’t fuck it all up. He didn’t want to have to cut the shorty’s dick off; that would definitely make Iwashimizu upset.
LOVE.IT!!!
An ass like most of the team, but I’ll admit, that tongue thing was definitely sexy. (⁄ ⁄•⁄ ε ⁄•⁄ ⁄)
It was and he also has a cute stomach for rubbing ^^
~Mod Zai
Just read the recent interview with Kubo-sensei, and god I’m dying here. You know, in a way, while reading this, you can make your own interpretations, and not disregard that indeed, one of the major themes of the show IS love.
The love between two boys who drive one another to do better. Who care for each other, beyond words. Kubo understands that “skaters allow themselves to be overwhelmed by love or by their feelings and translate that onto the ice.” And Yuuri is a representation of that.
Kubo: …“skate for the sake of their love.” In this case, it seemed that the “love” they were referring to would probably be a lover, and even if they’re not together, as long as they think about their significant other, they can do their best and would show results because of that. When I realized this, Director Yamamoto and I felt like we were struck by lightning, as we were completely shocked!
Now, you see… Kubo confirms it here. Skating for the sake of someone you love, which in most cases could be a lover (from Kubo’s perspective). And even if they are not together, as long as thet think of their significant other they will be able to do their best because of it. Being by each other’s side, that’s what’s meaningful, the act of making it all official is not an aspect they wanted to focus on, but showing that regardless of that, these two boys love each other.
Yuuri skated for the sake of that one man he holds dear. Someone so precious to him, someone he adores and treasures. And because of Victor, Yuuri wanted to try and keep going. This woman can’t make it more clear than this. Even if the rings didn’t necessarily stand for a future wedding, even if they never said “I love you”, even if the creators never made it more “explicit” than this, like some people argue, THEIR LOVE FOR THE OTHER, WAS ALWAYS PRESENT, IN EVERY BIG AND SMALL ACTION. AND IT WAS THE CREATORS DECISION TO MAKE, IT WAS THEIR CHOICE TO DECIDE THE BEST WAY TO TELL THIS STORY.
Kubo: Personally, I have never written such a direct story where love is the thing that drives [the character]… The sport of figure skating itself deals with various themes, as a work of fiction, if combining the theme of sports and love is the right choice, then it is the right choice.
Yuuri Katsuki does not skate just for his own love, but with Victor in the picture, all of his love is shown with his skating.
“A direct story where love drives the character.” (KUBO PLEASE, LOVE HER.) YOI is a mix of both themes. IT DEALS WITH A BOY WHO FOUND LOVE THANKS TO THE SPORT HE CARED SO MUCH FOR. Yuri on Ice was never meant to be just another sports series (even with other amazing sports stories out there, this was meant to take a different turn regarding certain aspects), from the creators perspective. They wanted to risk something, and make it clear that the love shared between these two characters was as significant as any other, and they wanted to make it clear it was present, Kubo clarifies this here.
Kubo: Regardless of what kind of love is represented, I think as long as we are able to treat it with great care…
…but with a very bold production such as this, the most important thing for us was “how can we show the bonds of love” through it.
THROUGH THEIR ACTIONS, THROUGH THEIR EXPRESSIONS AND WORDS, THEY MANAGE TO DELIVER A MUCH BIGGER MESSAGE THAN JUST TWO PEOPLE FALLING IN LOVE. And I adore how much care and love the creators of this show have, regarding the story and its characters, you can actually see how much thought they’ve put in the production and creation of each aspect of the series.
They manage to make it feel real for the audience, by taking the path they took with Yuri on Ice, they manage to create something indeed, memorable, and I am thankful for that.
