The instant cure for summer heat. Chilly Elixir, Link and other Breath of the Wild elements property of Nintendo. Check it out in action here.

What You Need:

  • 1 cup pineapple juice
  • ¾ cup sugar
  • 2 tsp ginger, grated
  • 2 tsp lime zest
  • 1 tsp blue drink mix powder
  1. Place pineapple juice and ½ cup sugar in a small saucepan. Add lime zest and ginger and bring to a boil. Turn off the heat and cover, allowing the syrup to steep for 30 minutes.
  2. Add a little drink mix and stir it in. Strain. Pour into a fairy pot or mason jar and keep in the fridge.
  3. To make a Chili Elixr beverage, pour a few tablespoons into a the bottom of a glass. Add a little club soda and stir. Add ice and top with more soda, stirring all the while. Garnish with mint if desired.

YOI x Yuri!!! on STAGE Event Clear Files, Brochure, & Lightstick

Original Release Date:
April 29th, 2017

Featured Characters (16 Total):
Makkachin, Viktor, Yuuri, Yuri, Otabek, Christophe, Emil, Georgi, Guang Hong, JJ, Leo, Michele, Minami, Nishigori, Phichit, Seung Gil

(To see the lightstick in action, check out this post!)

Exclusively sold at the April event, the clear files split up the characters in the main visual (Seen in the sixth photo above). Nishigori even makes a rare appearance as his seiyuu, Fukuyama Jun, attended the event!

The brochure is really beautiful, with interviews and great photo sets of all the male seiyuu other than Hosoya Yoshimasa (Otabek) and Miyano Mamoru (JJ), who did not attend the event. I mainly took shots of the main trio (Toyonaga Toshiyuki, Uchiyama Kouki, Suwabe Junichi) and Kubo’s pages for this post, but I also wanted to highlight Hatano Wataru (Georgi)’s page, because as the YOI ED singer as well, his photos and autograph are all quite funny XD

Leo & Guang Hong’s seiyuu, Toki Shunichi and Honjou Yuutaro, also got cute photos together!

More from the Yuri!!! on STAGE event!

scripturient-words  asked:

I think you guys do recs, right? As a lover of the Lunar Chronicles and 5th Wave, what books would you suggest to read now?

We love giving recs! If you like The Lunar Chronicles, check out these titles:

An Ember in the Ashes by Sabaa Tahir 

A story of star-crossed lovers unfolds against the backdrop of this Roman inspired fantasy world, where Elias (a soldier) and Laia (a slave) unwittingly join forces to topple the corrupt Martial empire and take on the supernatural forces that support it. 

Matched by Ally Condie

A dystopian romance where the “infalliable” Society tells you who to love - but Cassia may be the one to break the system and discover that there may be more secrets lurking beneath the surface. 

Legend by Marie Lu

Action? Check. Adventure? Check. Romance? Check! This dystopian thriller will have you burning the midnight oil and leave you desperate for the next book. As a completed series, this is perfect if you’re looking for something to binge read!

Flame in the Mist by Renee Ahdieh 

A stunning and dramatic tale similar to the story of Mulan, written by Wrath and the Dawn author Renee Ahdieh! Flame in the mist has awesome kick-butt ladies, a diverse cast, and lots of adventure and romance! 


even if trump wins, it doesn’t mean it’s over. congress will not let him do most of what he wants to do (i mean, a lot of it’s unconstitutional, lmao). even if they do, it will a take a long time, perhaps even bleeding over into the next president’s term (and i hope to god that next president is a democrat). so do not assume that everything he proposes will happen! and voting is not our only way to participate in the government. protest. lobby. fight. don’t just accept a trump victory. if he wins, we need to fight harder than ever. we can’t give up. we can mitigate the effects of a trump presidency, but we need to fight.

millennials are a powerful group. we can make our voices heard. i know it’s scary. but it’s more important than ever to fight. don’t give trump an easy victory. fight as hard as you can for the entire 4 years he might be president. and help each other, protect each other. lift up your head and fight together. it’s easy to be discouraged, but the fight is not over.

i’m scared, too. i’m scared for my life. and take the time you need to take a deep breath and get away from everything for a little while. but in the end, if trump wins, we cannot make that easy for him. people are making a trump presidency seem like doomsday right now, but congress, checks and balances, and the actions of people – like us – can stop most of it from happening. the only bad thing that is really guaranteed to happen under a trump presidency is the appointment of some conservative supreme court justices (but even then congress has to approve them).

so tl;dr: if trump wins, the fight is not over. take a deep breath and hold your head high. he cannot, and will not, do everything that he’s proposed. so keep fighting and don’t let him destroy everything we’ve worked for.

Mimic Race

submitted by fantrorillaz

(Sort of a halfway joke race I intend to actually be balanced. The main trait im worried about being overpowered is the consuming grapple.)

Mimics are born and live in dungeons and various other places for many years, it would be no surprise that after witnessing the heroics and boons of passing adventurers that a handful might want to participate themselves, forming their pseudopods to function as arms and legs when necessary.

Ability Score Increase. Your Constitution increases by 1, your Wisdom increases by 2

Age. Mimics reach maturity after just a year and can live to be up to 200 years though most are able to seclude themselves into a dormant state where they age much slower.

Alignment. Mimics feed off of passing adventurers and treasure making them not much for civilized rules. Most mimics are neutral or evilly aligned and are rarely lawful if at all.

Size. A mimic is about the size of a standard chest and can sprout spindly arms and legs that cause it to stand about as tall as a dwarf. Your size is medium.

Speed. You have a base walking speed of 30 feet

Chest Form. As an action you can shape change to look like a common chest, in order for a creature to discern whether this form is an illusion or not they must make a Perception check equal to 8+ your Stealth skill. If you are wearing armor that gives you disadvantage on stealth checks, the creature gains an advantage on their perception check. You immediately shed this form upon a successful perception check, making a movement action or being subjected to spells and spell like effects similar to find traps or locate creature.

Consuming Grapple. If you are in a situation where a creature would normally provoke an attack of opportunity while you are in chest form, you can instead grapple the creature, the creature has a disadvantage on escaping the initial grapple. While you are grappling a creature you may make an attempt to swallow it whole if it is your size or smaller. The creature must succeed a Dexterity save equal to 8 +your Proficiency bonus+ your Strength modifier, on a failed save the creature takes 1d8 piercing damage and takes half as much on a successful save. On a failed save the creature is considered grappled and must make an athletics or acrobatics check equal to the initial saving throw DC or take 1d4 acid damage, the creature repeats this save at the beginning of each of its turns, upon succeeding this save they emerge and appear 10ft away from your current location. If a creature falls to 0 hit points while inside you, you regain hit points equal to half the acid damage the creature took

Darkvision. Your senses are naturally adapted to the dim atmosphere of a dungeon. For up to 60 feet you see dim light as bright light and darkness as dim light. While in darkness or dim light you cannot discern color, only seeing shades of grey.

Unsuspecting. You are proficient in the Stealth skill

Languages. You can read and understand common, undercommon and terran but you can only speak terran

//This race is hilarious. I would probably change Consuming Grapple to just be akin to a real mimic’s ability, where if you hit, the creature becomes restrained. You will gain advantage assuming you attack the targeted creature “from hiding.“ You should probably make it a static escape DC to represent how sticky you are (a set value), maybe something in the range of 14. Not overpowered, but weaker creatures will have problems with it. You could then make a melee attack against a creature you are restraining to swallow it, then deal 1d6 acid damage each round it is restrained (up from 1d4). Only restrain/swallow one creature at a time, yadda yadda, other rules minutia about attack-grapples and swallowing whole.

//Otherwise I think the class is fairly average. I mean, there’s a doppelganger/changeling race already, I think, so this is just another form of it that’s even more restricted to only being a chest and being unable to speak to the party!

anonymous asked:

Can you recommend some podcasts for me? I liked The Morified, My Dad wrote a Porno, My Favorite Murder and Welcome to Night Vale. I'm looking for something is very dramatic like Welcome to Night Vale or even anything similar to the podcasts listened above. Plz help! xx

Don’t worry, anon, we got this!

If you’re looking for dramatic things, definitely check out the Spooky Scary Podcasts recommendation list, as well as some of these other asks we’ve answered. I especially want to recommend Wolf 359 (!!), The Black Tapes, and The Penumbra.

Also, if you like long audio dramas with a lot of action, check out We’re Alive (flawed, yes, but certainly dramatic!)

If you’d rather listen to something lighthearted and fun (like My Dad Wrote A Porno), there are some great suggestions on this list.

Since you also list My Favourite Murder, here are some more true crime (-ish) podcasts you might want to check out:

Hollywood & Crime: 

Docu-drama about the Black Dahlia murder in 1947 - and a dozen other murders happening at the same time in suspiciously similar circumstances …


Sarah Koenig investigates the murder of a young girl, and the circumstances of her boyfriend’s arrest - and conviction.

Unsolved Murders: True Crime Stories:

Highly immersive true crime podcast that sometimes feels more like a old time-y audio drama.

Last Podcast on the Left:

Aliens, murders, conspiracy theories, and more!
Warning: not all their language is what we’d consider politically correct, and the humor is rather … crude … maybe a bit harsh sometimes? Also there is swearing, sometimes a lot. So if that’s something you’re not sure about, proceed with caution.

You Must Remember This:

All about “the secret and/or forgotten history of Hollywood’s first century”; not a true crime podcast, but due to the nature of Hollywood’s first century, there is quite a lot of crime in it, like the Black Dahlia case, or a whole season about Charles Manson!! (I couldn’t stop listening!!)

Hope you’ll find something you like!


Playing hard to get, Kara?

I respect that. In fact, I almost admire it. It’s irritating beyond belief that in upsetting you I’ve handed power to the one person who knows exactly how to get under my skin. Do you keep a chart? Check each action on a scale of whether it will trigger my awful temper? Maintain a list of the few things you’ve ever seen reduce me to tears.

So you rejected the delivery of flowers. Fine. Not my most original idea, and I’m working without a decent assistant. Sending flowers to your office was as cliché as it was unprofessional, especially while you’re struggling to be taken seriously, so you’re right to refuse.

The cupcakes, you accepted. Even if you did sign the delivery receipt with ‘bite me xx’. Knowing your appetite as I do, and that I denied you those superlative baked goods before, I’m not entirely surprised at that moment of concession.

And yet you hold firm on not replying.

You really think you’ve ended this conversation with me, that we have nothing left to say to one another. You don’t realize the days and hours I spent unable to talk to you or anyone, how I used that time to compile endless lists of things I want to tell you, motivational speeches I’ve yet to give you, confessions that sometimes I think I owe you.

Then I remember that if I care for you at all, it would be kindest to keep those confessions to myself. That I can’t tell you the effect thinking I’ve lost you for good is having on my mental health and my recovery. I won’t guilt you into coming back to me, Kara. It has to be because you forgive me and you miss talking to me, too. But you also know how accustomed I am to getting what I want. When it comes to you, only that stubborn decency of yours stops me from crossing those lines.

Thus, I won’t bribe you with a sports car, not least because I remember the fateful day you collected me in my Ferrari when I was too drunk to drive it home. We’d honestly have been safer with me at the wheel and three times over the limit, I suspect. I won’t call your every known acquaintance to get them to tell you to talk to me - although I have an unlisted number here for Danvers, E. in Midvale, CA. In case you thought injury had dulled my investigative skills.

Talk to me, Kara.

Even if only to keep telling me how I hurt you and how disappointed you are. Tell me about how scared you were, how I did that to you, and let me absorb the blame I deserve for it. I’ll even listen to your millennial dating woes, no matter how much that pains me now, if it means you’re writing back.

I can be insincere. I can be flippant and careless, and discard people who don’t mean much to me. I can’t be any of those things with you, so draw your own conclusions. I could certainly never discard you, so I ask you not to do the same with me.

I keep telling myself I won’t beg. Kara, please don’t make me a liar.

Cartoon Gaston V. Live Action Gaston

I’m a HUGE fan of the Beauty and the Beast remake, and one of the things I have yet to gush about is the changes they made to Gaston. I LOVE a complex villain, and the writers did an amazing job delivering a character who is both more sympathetic and more evil than his cartoon counterpart. SPOILERS BELOW!

Friendship With LeFou

Live action Gaston and Lefou have a much deeper relationship than their cartoon counterparts. Original LeFou is from the first minutes getting smacked by Gaston gun. When he tries to raise the potential issues with Gaston courting Belle, not only does Gaston keep interrupting him, but threatens him into silence by yanking him up by the shirt collar. He hits Lefou on the head for making a joke about Maurice that he just laughed at. He forces LeFou to wait for Maurice in a SNOW BANK, potentially for days. They are not true friends by any stretch of the imagination.

2017 Gaston on the other hand does have a friendship with LeFou, even if it is not a particularly healthy one, and completely implodes at the end. Gaston listens to LeFou when he voices concerns about Belle and actually agrees with his points about his differences from Belle. He talks to LeFou about his feelings. When LeFou “goes a little too far” during Gaston, he doesn’t fight him, hit him or otherwise shame him for it. At the end of the songs he even tells LeFou he is wonderful and asks why he hasn’t been “snatched up” by a girl yet. LeFou knows Gaston well enough to calm him during his ‘rage’ episodes. 

Somehow this all makes what happens at the end so much worse, where he forces LeFou to be an accessory to murder, to lie in front of the whole town, and participate in sending an innocent man to an asylum. He also threatens to send LeFou to the asylum, if he doesn’t play along. Finally he throws LeFou into harms way during the castle fight and then leaves him there. 

Level of Affection For Belle

Cartoon Gaston doesn’t know Belle as a person at all. He is so delusional about who she is, he believes marrying him would ‘make all her dreams come true’. He sets up their wedding and invites the whole town before he even proposes. When she calls him ‘primeval’ he thinks she means it as a compliment. His big effort in “wooing her” is asking her to come look at his hunting trophies. He tells her she shouldn’t, as a woman, be reading or thinking. He casually drops her book in the mud and later puts his muddy feet on top of (another?) one of her books. When Maurice says Belle has been kidnapped by a Beast, he doesn’t even bother to check her house.

Live Action Gaston DOES know who Belle is, at least a little. He acknowledges she’s as “argumentative as she is beautiful”, but says she is the only woman in town he has feelings for. He’s aware she is resisting his charms and calls her lack of flattery “outrageously attractive”. He makes more of an effort to woo her. He brings her flowers and asks her to dinner (okay asks if she’ll cook him dinner, but still better than ‘look at my trophies’). He doesn’t mock her for her reading, but instead fakes an interest in it, so she’ll like him better. He practices his marriage proposal in the mirror which includes the words ‘no one deserves you’. When the villagers mess with her invention. he tries to make her feel better, telling her that the school master never really liked him either. He tries to give her advice on how become more accepted by the village (which to him is a very important thing). He says that he’s changed and could make her happy, rather than saying that she could change and make him happy. Finally and the most sympathetic thing that he does is that when Maurice turns up with his crazy story about Belle’s abduction, despite that fact he doesn’t believe it, he’s worried enough that he accompanies Maurice on his search for her. He wasn’t just humoring Maurice to earn his blessing, he was concerned about “wolves, frostbite, and starvation.” He gave up his evening and risked the town’s scorn for following Maurice, to ensure Belle was safe.   

For me Cartoon Gaston’s descent into darkest is ALL about ego. Live action Gaston on the other hand has a little Congreve going on, “Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned,” which maybe explains why he goes even darker than original Gaston. 

Evil Actions

For the sake of comparison, let’s ignore that things both versions of Gaston do: 1) Inciting a mob to attack a sentient creature with no proof it’s at all dangerous and one person testifying that it’s not, and 2) dishonorably shooting/stabbing the Beast twice. 

Live Action Gaston one ups Cartoon Gaston on every level. Cartoon Gaston invades Belle’s personal space during his proposal, but he never actually touches her, and being fair to him, her responses during his proposal are politely vague. Live Action Belle states very clearly in their conversation that she doesn’t want to marry him. Live Action Gaston responds by not only grabbing her dress, but tells her her options are basically marry him or starve.

Both Gastons treat Maurice like garbage, but again live action Gaston is the worse of the two. Cartoon Gaston plots to use the threat of Maurice being sent to the asylum to coerce Belle into marriage. Sick, but ultimately Maurice’s imprisonment wasn’t his intended end game. Live Action Gaston strikes Maurice hard enough to knock him out, then ties him up to be eaten by wolves. When that doesn’t work he tries to get rid of him via asylum.  

During the Castle Raid and scenes leading up to it Gaston threatens his best friend with the asylum, offers him up to the castle staff, and then abandons him during the fight. Finally, in a small, but vicious move he tells Beast that Belle sent him. It may seem small, compared to all the other stuff, but still that is a pretty s***** thing to do.

My conclusion is the live action movies’ writers are geniuses, because the most horrific bad guys are the ones that feel like real people, layered and complicated.

the signs + psychological complexes
  • *also check your moon sign
  • Aries: Ego complex - stems from conviction that ‘I am a center of the Universe’ and that one's own desires should be satisfied instantly, whereas others can wait
  • Taurus: Obstacles complex - complex where one's emotions and behaviors are focused on obstacles when making arrangements
  • Gemini: Status complex - complex where one's emotions and behaviors are controlled by their perception of their social status
  • Cancer: Persecution complex - a feeling or fear that everyone is out to get you/hurt you in some way; those with this complex distrust the world and also feel like they are constantly being watched
  • Leo: Superiority complex - perceiving yourself as superior to others (often a defense mechanism to conceal true feelings of inferiority)
  • Virgo: Superman/Hero complex - unhealthy sense of responsibility, or the belief that everyone else lacks the capacity to successfully perform one or more task; such a person may feel a constant need to "save" others
  • Libra: Cinderella complex - desire of being taken care of by others in response to fear of independence
  • Scorpio: Authority complex - intense desire to be in charge of people and things
  • Sagittarius: Messianic/Redeemer complex - state of mind in which an individual holds a belief that they are, or are destined to become, a savior or that they have a certain mission confined to them that they have to fulfill at any cost
  • Capricorn: Failure complex - emotions and behaviors controlled by the fear of failing, often leading to a self-fulfilling prophecy
  • Aquarius: God complex - psychological illusion of unlimited personal potential; individual is convinced that they are very powerful in influence and will constantly try to display their abilities. 
  • Pisces: Peter Pan complex - desire to remain a child forever and avoid all responsibilities; belief in a fantasy world where one can achieve success without taking any proactive actions
Back Of The Cinema

The two decided to sit at the back of the cinema so they could exchange their comments without disrupting the other movie goers, although judging by how empty the theatre actually was, neither had to worry.

But to be respectful to the small scattering of people that had also decided to venture out for an early Wednesday night movie, Joe and Jack kept their voices low, both slouched a little lower in their seats, heads bent closer together so they could hear one another.

Not that Joe was particularly complaining about their position, because he quite enjoyed the warmth of Jack’s leg pressed against his, the lingering feeling of Jack’s hand on his arm, and the way Jack’s eyes were incredibly blue in the dark theatre, so close to Joe that he could see the different flecks of colour in them.

When Jack had asked him to go to the cinema to check out the newest action movie, Joe had agreed happily, glad to have some alone time with Jack, especially if it meant being in a dark theatre where he could easily look at the younger man without getting caught.

Although their little interactions while the movie was playing was better than Joe just staring at Jack.

“Oh, I heard good things about this part,” Jack comments, nudging Joe’s knee with his own. “This is the reason it has a more adult rating,” He grins before turning to face the screen.

Shifting his gaze over to the screen, Joe watches the female lead, who happens to also be both of their current celebrity crush because of how attractive she was, start to do a bit of a strip show.

Just as the little show in the movie comes to an end, leaving her mostly naked and leaving Joe feeling a little warmer, he hears Jack’s soft comment from beside him: “Fuck, she’s so hot.”

And perhaps its the light haze in his mind that causes Joe to say it, but the next thing he knows, the words are slipping from his lips: “But you’re hotter.”

He can feel his cheeks burn as he keeps his eyes locked onto the screen, and out of the corner of his vision, Joe can see Jack staring over at him, his mouth parted slightly in surprise.


“Sorry,” The older man says quickly, “It slipped out. I shouldn’t have said that, it was stupid, I just, got caught up in the moment I guess?” He knows he’s rambling, but he can’t stop, “Ignore it. Pretend I didn’t say anything.”

“Joe,” Jack says again, his hand on Joe’s cheek, the touch gentle as he turns Joe’s head, his lips curved into a smirk, “I’m not pretending you didn’t say that.”


“Because then I wouldn’t be able to do this.” Jack replies, leaning in to brush his lips against Joe’s.

The kiss is simple, but it leaves Joe chasing after Jack’s lips, suddenly craving so much more than just the little touches and gazes he had been getting all night.

“Can we do that again?” Joe mumbles, his fingers gripping at Jack’s shirt to tug him closer, their lips crashing together.

This kiss isn’t simple. Instead, it’s heated and messy,.

Joe’s hand moves from Jack’s shirt to behind his neck, tangling into the soft locks as his other hand comes to rest on Jack’s thigh, leaning into the kiss.

The younger man swipes his tongue along Joe’s bottom lip, prompting him to open his mouth, allowing Jack’s tongue to dance together with his.

They don’t pull apart until their gasping for air, panting against each other’s lips, foreheads resting together.

And a moment later, Jack starts to giggle softly, pressing a swift kiss against Joe’s lips, “I feel like a teenager. Making out in the back of the cinema.”

That sets Joe off, and it isn’t long until he’s giggling along with Jack, their laughter muffled as they exchange simple kisses, trying to stay quiet still, but both giddy with lust and happiness.

“Had some experience then?” Joe teases, his eyes shining with mirth.

“Maybe one or two instances,” Jack grins, “But none as good as you.”

“Such a charmer.”

“I try.”


“Oi!” Jack protests softly, but Joe just lets out another giggle, kissing Jack once more.

“Are we going to keep talking? Or go back to making out?”

“I like the way you think, Joseph.” Jack mutters, his lips finding Joe’s again.

My thoughts on Ouma's character&lies&pranks

I was writing about how I felt about all the characters in NDRV3, but Ouma’s bit became really large so I separated his bit into a different article. This, of course contains complete spoilers to the whole game and you need to know what happened in chapter 4, 5 in order to understand this.

Put under readmore because it’s very long. Please proceed with caution.

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  • Normal Person: *finds The Impala parked on the street*<br>
  • What a beautiful car. This is a classic isn't it? Look how big and shiny. Oh look at it's panels with brushed aluminum trim. This is a fine piece of mechanical bliss. I wonder how it feels to drive it. Nice.
  • Me: Baby! Oh how beautiful you are in person.<br>
  • * starts taking mental measurements of the back seat, to check if all the Destiel action described on fan fiction is possible*<p/><b></b>
  • Damm!
My 2017 BV Smutfest Submission


Prompt #1: Toys 

It was Date night.

Something they had done never.

Vegeta had faithfully stayed by her side throughout her pregnancy, even turning down opportunities to train with Goku and Whis when it became evident that she would be due soon.

It had warmed her heart and touched her more deeply than she could express that he had done that for her. She had not asked him to stay; he had made the decision on his own. Knowing how much training meant to him, the gesture spoke volumes.

She’d given birth to a beautiful baby girl and immediately Vegeta had been taken with her. The parenting experience they shared now was such a stark contrast between what she had experienced with Trunks that it was almost unbelievable that this was the same man.

Here it was though, two years later and they had hardly made any time for each other. They hadn’t had a chance to be intimate in a while. Either he had been away training now that Bra wasn’t a tiny baby or she had been fully focused on Bra and work. She was only two, but she was already a handful; she took a lot out of Bulma.

So tonight, Bulma decided since Bra was at Gohan and Videl’s and Trunks was at Goten’s for the weekend, which meant they had an entire weekend to themselves. Tonight would start with a date night and they would go from there. Not to mention she’d planned a few fun adult activities for them as well. When she’d mentioned it to Vegeta, she hadn’t needed to be specific with what she’d had in mind.

Lately when one was interested, the other was exhausted; they were like ships passing in that regard. This weekend was the perfect opportunity for them to take for themselves.

For tonight, she had made reservations for them at one of his favourite restaurants they normally ordered in from and then had gone for a walk through one of the cherry blossom festivals that were going on. Nothing complicated or over the top, but it had been nice to go out together for a change, just the two of them. He had changed so much in the time they had been together. They had skipped the dating stage completely and had gone straight to the sheets, had a child and then managed to build a relationship.

In a way, they had done everything completely backwards. She wouldn’t change it for the world however.

Here they had now just arrived back home and they were barely inside the compound and he was ready to pounce on her. It flattered her that he still desired her even though she was beginning to show her age and her body still hadn’t fully bounced back after having Bra.

Bulma was still the same vain woman, very concerned with her appearance, but it seemed there wasn’t enough hours in the day or days in the week to spend time making herself perfect again. However, Vegeta never commented or seemed to notice.

“Woman,” he growled at her huskily in his need as they stepped into their apartment, which was an entire floor, completely separate from the rest of the compound. Now that their family had expanded, it has seemed more appropriate for them to have their own, separate area rather than living together directly with her parents.

“Man,” she replied, trying to mimic his tone, but failed miserably. Instead, she held a giggle that turned into a snort as she turned around and leaned into his neck, burying her face into his collarbone.

He smirked at her, and her willingness. It had been far too long for either of them. He loved his family, and the idea of having another child to start from scratch, while terrifying, also had been welcomed. That they’d had a daughter had been an additional surprise.

He wrapped his arms around her waist as she lead him to the couch. One of his hands wandering up the inside of her top and the other sliding down the front of her pants.

She undid her jeans once they made it to the couch and stepped out of them. She was wearing a fuchsia coloured lace thong.

Vegeta growled in pleasant surprise.  Usually her undergarments were blue or black; his two favourite colours. He didn’t mind the unusual bright, new colour.

She turned around, leaving her top on and leaned back on the couch, letting him pursue and devour her. The feeling of his lips on hers and his hands trying to touch her everywhere, set her afire for him almost instantly.

“Ow!” she exclaimed as she felt something hard dig into her back.

“Sorry,” he replied breathlessly against her jaw, slowing his pace down and checking his actions. He was so excited in his need to finally have her again after so long that he forgot that he needed to be gentle with her.

“No,” she said. “It’s not you,” she sat up somewhat and he pulled back to let her manoeuvre. She pulled out a small, hard, plastic building block from the crevice of the couch.

Vegeta raised an eyebrow as she shook her head and carelessly tossed it behind him on the floor somewhere. She whipped her top off since she was sitting up before wrapping her arms around his neck and leaning back, taking him down with her.

He kissed her urgently, not taking the time to admire the matching lace bra, his hands gliding along her sides, caressing her soft flesh reverently.

She kneaded her hands into the hard muscles of his back and shoulders; she could never get enough of him and his perfect physique and figured she enjoyed feeling him up possibly more than he enjoyed feeling her up.

As they made out feverishly on the couch, she noticed his enthusiasm and actions seemed to suddenly dim somewhat. “What is it?” she asked, opening her eyes and noticing that he was glaring at something behind her while still trying to focus on kissing the life out of her.  

“Nothing,” he muttered, but he still seemed distracted.

Frustrated by his sudden lack of amorousness, she arched and strained her back to see what was bothering him. There was a small doll with blue hair sitting on the end table, grinning innocently at them.

“Seriously,” she sighed in annoyance at him, taking her hands and placing them on either side of his face so that he was looking right at her and nothing else.

“Here. Me. Never mind anything else.”

Vegeta bent down and began to kiss her again, bringing his thigh up between her legs and pushing hard into her centre.

She moaned in pleasure as she arched her lower body into him, the sparks of arousal already accumulating in her belly were making her feel warm and flushed all over.

Again, his actions began to dwindle and before she could criticize him for it again, he growled and she heard a loud pop and the instant smell of burned plastic filled the room.

“Vegeta! What the hell?” she scolded him.

“It was distracting me,” he replied blandly, groping a breast through her bra, wanting to resume where they had left off. It actually was a very pretty colour against her white skin, he noted.

“Seriously?” she sighed. “That one is her favourite! You couldn’t just move it if it bothered you that much?”

“So get her another one,” he shrugged, not concerned at all. What had concerned him was a doll that uncannily resembled his daughter was staring at him as he was trying to do bad things to her mother.

“That doll was a custom order, Vegeta. It will take weeks for another one to get here! Why else would it have blue hair?”

“How should I know?” he asked, getting irritated by this point. “The brat has a million other toys to occupy herself with.”

“And you just destroyed the one she will notice missing!”

Vegeta shook his head in annoyance. All this talk of brats and toys was not good for maintaining his erection. Not good at all.

At that he placed his hands on either side of her hips; she groaned at the feel of his hardness poised right at her entrance with the exception that they were both still wearing garments. He surprised her when he stood up and she wrapped her legs around his waist tightly so that she was firmly in place.

He kissed her softly on the mouth a moment before heading out of this room to take her into their bedroom where there were no toys or distractions. He remembered now that this was exactly why they very rarely took their adult activities outside the confines of their bedroom.

“Fucking Kami almighty!” he cursed suddenly, nearly dropping her as he stepped on the hard plastic building block Bulma had tossed away earlier.

“Careful,” she said, stifling a giggle.

“It is a little late now!” he snarled, kicking it far from where he was standing that now it was lodged firmly into the wall by the door they had been headed towards. “Laying out children’s toys on the floor and making someone walk across the room in barefoot would have been a very practical method for torture during Frieza’s rule.” He growled bitterly, fixing his firm grip on her before exiting the room to a much safer place for their activities.

Bulma just laughed at him as she clung tightly to him as he carried her away and into their bedroom…



How to Induce Lucid Dreaming

A lucid dream is any dream in which one is aware that one is dreaming. The phenomenon was referred to by Greek philosopher Aristotle who observed: “often when one is asleep, there is something in consciousness which declares that what then presents itself is but a dream”.

One of the earliest historical references to personal experiences with lucid dreaming was by Marie-Jean-Léon, Marquis d’Hervey de Saint Denys. The person most widely acknowledged as having coined the term is Dutch psychiatrist and writer Frederik (Willem) van Eeden (1860–1932).

In a lucid dream, the dreamer has greater chances to exert some degree of control over their participation within the dream or be able to manipulate their imaginary experiences in the dream environment. Lucid dreams can be realistic and vivid. It has been shown that there are higher amounts of beta-1 frequency band (13–19 Hz) experienced by lucid dreamers, hence there is an increased amount of activity in the parietal lobes, making lucid dreaming a conscious process.

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