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since this is a common topic in the fandom, us admins of fyeahyurionice have decided to make a fanfic rec page! 

what’s this page for you may wonder? to put it simply, this is a page made for fans to navigate easier and faster through yoi fics! all you have to do is fill in this form in which you include one of your favourite fic, or even your own writing, and submit it to us so we can add it to our fic rec page

since the page has just been created (literally), there are no fics to feature yet, so we are looking forward to see your recs & hopefully read them with everyone if time allows! ^ ^

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Y'know. I was actually considering not posting these for a while… But, best not to hide about what I spent the most time indulging in for the past months. (especially since this would be the 5th time I’ve done so) I’m. STILL. VERY MUCH in love with Yamcha having a daughter (and the art style of that one OVA). Those Dragon Balls are a gift 💙🌸👍🏽

….Also the first image was another prompt from that exact same unfinished DBZ art meme I gave myself… (Being: “Do you have any OC’s?” and at this point, she counts since it’s always the same child.)

And since people kept asking, and I need to own up to what I’ve done for once: the girl’s name is “Yantan.” She’s a dumpling.

why is it that this fandom ALWAYS finds something to demonize shiro for?? as if hes gotta be Perfect or hes toxic and a bad leader like??? if its not one thing its another i s2g and now of ALL things i keep seeing angry rants about how shiro treats lance like shit and hes toxic for him or some bullshit like?? that makes me so??? upset and kinda mad tbh??

are we forgetting that it was lance who shiro first extended his hand to?? that shiro told lance in episode one that they should all trust each other and make decisions together?? that lance is always ready with a counterpoint to any strategy shiro makes, but shiro NEVER yells or tells him to shut up or says he’s being stupid, simply counters his arguements with valid points?? that it was shiro that trusted lance to analyze the battleship layouts and double check strategies/ideas when they were going in to rescue allura in s1? that it was shiro who trusted lance to be with him on that mission in beta traz, didnt even try to interrupt him as he took that risky shot to save slav, cause he knew he could do it??

do they have a lot of moments together like keith and shiro or keith and lance do?? no, cause keith and shiro have history, and keith and lance have that constant rivalry to keep them running into each other. shiro and lance havent really found a mutual connection. YET. the crew has been making it a pretty obvious point to develop them individually before getting them to really interact with eachother on deeper levels. they have a plan and frankly peoples lack of trust in the creators and in SHIRO is very disappointing.

shiro isnt perfect, none of them are. he’s only human. but not putting lance on the pedestal that the fandom puts him on and then blaming shiro for lances own insecurities that shiro has had NO WAY or opportunity to really know about or pick up on is ridiculous.

shiro may have a bit of bias for keith, sure, but this fandom is WAY too biased for lance. he’s my favorite too, trust me, i get where some of your disappointment and worry is coming from. but letting it blind you and really get to you when we’re barely on season 2 is too much yall. its not healthy. and its disrespectful too. chill. take a deep breath. have patience. trust the creators, and please trust shiro and stop demonizing him for things out of his control smh.

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fancy seeing you here lads ✌🏽

I remember it now...


I just finished my rewatch of Eureka seveN after few years since last time. And I am a crying mess right now.

I remembered what I forgot through all those years. I was reblogging E7 related stuff on this blog for a long time now, but I didn’t feel anything. I was just mindlessly doing it out of habit.

But now I remember. How I felt as a 12 year old boy, who stumbled upon this show by pure coincidence. Ever since then I was mesmerised by it. I couldn’t wait till next episode. Nine pm, everyday. I remember the time when episode 50 aired. How sad it was to see that my favorite show, my favorite characters, my favorite world was gone. It felt like leaving something behind. Something really important to me.

Back then I thought that if Renton’s 14, then I still have 2 years to become as cool as him. This memory is so vivid it feels like it was yesterday. When I was a child, I didn’t know where lies the limit of human imagination. Eureka seveN felt real to me. I wasn’t looking at this show as a cartoon made by people. For me it was a real world. It was an experience. A journey.

This anime taught me a lot of things, With every year I gained, I was learning different things from it. I’m still amazed that even after 8 years, I can see new things in this show. New things I can learn from. This show taught me about family. About friendship. About love. That not everything in life works out. That to get something, to make something real, I can’t wait for it to happen. I have to do it myself.

About 4 years ago I think I forgot why I even liked this show. I thought I remembered it well. Well, I was wrong. Without realizing it, I forgot why I am so attached to it. But while I forgot a lot of things, it let me feel like I was watching it for the first time. I felt like a kid again. It felt like definitive end for my childhood, even though I’m 20 years old already.

But I remember it now…

I finally remember why I fell in love with Eureka seveN in the first place.  

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kc series: until kingdom come // even if that was possible we were just kids with active imaginations then. memories and pieces always had been missing from my childhood oddly enough but i… don’t remember you. (happy birthday, @howeverlongs! ♡)

devouring-time  asked:

This is an old prompt but I don't have a good new one and you said I could toss this back your way sometime: Fenhawke memory swap? <3

Hope this is ok. This is a continuation of this prompt.

Whatever the mechanics of the spell the runaway apostates had levied at them, it took weeks for the effects to fully fade away.

They came to him when he slept, memories that were not his, that were so real he forgot they were not his until he woke. Nightmares that shook him to his core, left him sick.

And every day, Fenris grew more and more distant.

Hawke couldn’t stop it. He tried everything he could think of, practically begged Anders to check him out, and almost even considered asking Merrill to use blood magic, before the dreams finally began to lose shape and potency. He never thought he would be grateful to have his own nightmares back.

Fenris had trouble looking at him.

“All right,” Hawke said. They had avoided each other, once it became clear what was happening. Breaking the silence between them felt like shattering glass. The elf sat by the fire, his shoulders rounded and hunched, his hand playing with the favor on his wrist, and he flinched at his words, but did not look up. Hawke approached slowly, stepped into the circle of light cast by the fire with his own hands spread. “I’m going to come sit next to you,” he told him. “Fenris, we have to get over this. I shouldn’t have lied to you; I’m sorry.”

The elf didn’t look up, but he did speak. “You think I’m upset with you?” he asked. His voice was rough. Hawke hadn’t heard it in weeks. He hated the defensive way that he held himself.

Hawke stopped, just inside the warm ring of light. The rest of the mansion was dark as pitch, and cold and unattended. He wished he had found the courage to come see Fenris sooner.

“I didn’t know how to deal with this,” Hawke said. “I still don’t.”

“You must have seen so much by now,” Fenris said, cold, bitter.

Hawke said, “Yes.”

“I never wanted you to know. I never wanted you to see me…like that.”

“Like what?” he asked, and the elf snarled in response.

Pathetic,” he spat. “Content. Danarius told me that life was my place, and I believed him. I thought I – I felt – I only wanted his approval, his pleasure. I only wanted - !”

Fenris.” Hawke’s voice, sharp, hard. Fenris fell silent.

It was a long time before Hawke spoke again. He moved, joined the elf on the little bench by the fire, the light bouncing off the elf’s snowy hair. Fenris plucked at the favor and did not look up, even when Hawke kissed his head, his ear, his cheek.

“That wasn’t you,” Hawke said. “That was done to you.”

“I allowed it to be done.”

“You didn’t have a choice.”

Fenris looked up, then, closer than they’d been in weeks. His eyes moved over Hawke’s face, and there was something cautious in his eyes, wary. He seemed surprised when he said, “You don’t appear to look at me any differently.”

“You thought I would?” Hawke asked. He pressed his forehead to the elf’s. He said, “Fenris, I love you.”

“Yes,” Fenris said. “I saw – our meeting. Our flirtation, the first time we kissed. More. When you look at me – Hawke, I’m not what you think I am. You’ve seen that now.”

“You’re not,” Hawke agreed. “You’re more.”

Fenris frowned at him, but his hands stilled. He searched Hawke’s face again. “You still want me,” he realized, and even though he wasn’t meant to answer, Hawke did.

“Of course I do.”

anonymous asked:

I don't get why everyone is mad at ashlee, dont you remember when christi said that the girls looked like prostitots. What the hell is the difference???

Okay nonnie the MAIN difference is that ashlee/brynn was using the hooker comment to shame the girls and their bodies. Christi was concerned about her daugher and her team being overly-sexualized at a young age.