Deidara is a really nuanced character. I used to hate him when I was younger just because of How popular he was to the fandom, but I grew up a lot and realized I don’t really hate him as a character, just a lot of fan portrayal of him and the over saturation of him as an Akatsuki member. (same with Itachi. Like Deidara and Itachi were the only Akatsuki members who had any sort of merchandise for a long time before any of my favs got made into necklaces or plushies.)
I would say he’s Tsundere in some regards. Tsundere just means someone who
initially cold and even hostile towards another person before gradually showing a warmer side over time.
While I guess that could be Deidara, cause after all my impulse was “Yes.”
Cause after all he seems angry towards Tobi and a lot of people he comes across only coming to respect Sasori-danna as he calls him. Buttttt….
He shows respect for Konan and Kisame. Refering to Kisame as “Danna” as well.
While Hidan seems to fit the Tsundere bill as in “I hate everyone” vibes until you are nice to me, but I’m a major dick so no one will be nice to me.
I don’t really get the same kind of vibe from Deidara.
While Deidara despises Itachi and all sharingan for humiliating him and his eyes mocking his art, he seems to be on friendly terms with Kisame.
But then again these are all Akatsuki members he might of hated at first. I don’t know.
Deidare possesses some Tsundere qualities but idk if I would call him one. He’s just a firecracker of emotion.
A temper that burns for a very short time before it’s blown up and forgotten about.
Although looking through the “Dere” troupe list I found soemthing amusing.
10. Undere: A relatively obscure character type. The undere combines the deredere, dandere, and a sprinkle of yandere. These character always say “yes” (un) to their loved ones as a way to stay close to them.Popular examples: Misa Amane (Death Note) / Minami Kotori (Love Live!)
Ok im fuckn done y the fuck does this idiot have his hair stuffed under his gigantic super villain cape which is probably as heavy as the compiled weight of all the clothes i wear in a goddamn week????????
Let me tell you something my hair is as thick, dense, and heavy and ryouma’s and before i hacked it all off, it was almost as long as this moron’s hair is. And i may be bananas but i am not psychotic enough nor am i dumb enough to have long hair like that underneath the collar of anything
Like when u wear it like this u cant prevent ur hair from yanking ur skull back every time u lean back against something. Enjoy ur whiplash u stupid motherfucker
And when ur hair is thick it hurts even more not to mention that having that much in the back of ur clothes feels like u have a dead cat shoved in there or something
And dont fucking tell me that it would look ridiculous going over a popped collar as big as that cause its ur own damn fault for thinking that it looks cool and getting it in the first place
“So Harry, what new animated show are you obsessed with lately?”
I’M GLAD YOU ALL ASKED! I just finished watching every single episode of Miraculous Ladybug a few days ago and all I can think of is, where’s Season 2? When are we going to get LadyNoir closure? And are we ever going to have episodes that aren’t completely self-contained?
The answers to these questions and more coming to you whenever Season 2 decides to come out.
i think the best fucking thing is sick characters not being the ones crying and being the resident angst-provider, especially when they’re the only ones there to comfort the cryer
the character is already feeling like complete shit and now they have to listen to their friend’s/their SO’s (or even better, a stranger’s) sob story and try help them through it and maybe even have to try to think of a solution with a fever-muddled brain
just i think having more to the plot of a sickfic then a character just being sick makes it 100% better
It’s Pride Week here in Ireland. I was in Latvia for Euro Pride last week and it reminded me that so many countries have yet a long way to go to make sure all of their citizens have equal rights.
Regardless of where you live, this is your week. Love who you are because there is nothing wrong with it. You are awesome and there is so much light you have yet to discover.
Remember that you are loved and that when the march kicks off in Ireland on Saturday, we’re not just marching here in Dublin. We’re marching for you too - whether you’re in Ireland, Europe or outside it. All of us are behind you - and I know you will be amazing.
Just let yourself see the beauty in you. You will never be alone.
Okay, so I just found out that the Sannins’ summons (snake, frog and slug) are based on a japanese legend that is similar to the rock, paper, scissors thing we know: the frog is afraid of the snake, the snake is afraid of the slug, and the slug is afraid of the frog.
I know that, originally, these animals represented Orochimaru, Jiraiya and Tsunade, but currently they represent Team 7, so I was just wondering… Could it be that Naruto is afraid of Sasuke, Sasuke is afraid of Sakura, and Sakura is afraid of Naruto? I think that, in this context, the ‘afraid of’ part has a different meaning; maybe it should be 'intimidated by’ instead… But how? Why?
Well, in my mind, it’s a very possible theory:
Naruto is intimidated by Sasuke because of the latter’s strength and talent due to both his Uchiha blood and his own achievements. Basically, Sasuke is everything Naruto wished to be in the beginning: popular, skilled, cool… Indeed, he eventually managed to become all those things. But Naruto’s perspective won’t ever change: Sasuke is his best friend, his rival, and the one he will always want to be acknowledged as an equal by – the one he will always look up to.
Sasuke is intimidated by Sakura because she is the only person, aside from his family, that has ever displayed real love towards him. Ever since the massacre, there was no one left to care about him in such an unselfish manner; he had resigned himself to living a life full of nothing but hatred, revenge and thirst for power. But when Sakura’s immature crush on him morphed into something deeper, he was faced with a whole new kind of bond. His personal goals made it necessary to deliberately shut her kindness and her feelings out; that was clear on the night he left the village. Still, to him, Sakura is someone that will always affect him emotionally, and knowing someone holds such power must really unsettle him.
Sakura is intimidated by Naruto because, despite his flaws and his humorous personality, he never ceases to surprise her, and everyone else, with his admirable courage and optimism. These important traits allowed him to become a true hero, but above all, they give him the power to move people’s hearts – including her own. How can Naruto, a boy that was once such a dork, be able to cast his light on everyone, even those who seem hopeless? That’s something that will always frighten, amaze and overwhelm her.
So yeah… I just thought it was funny how, even though when we speak of romantic interest the chain goes Naruto -> Sakura -> Sasuke, according to this legend, it kind of is the complete opposite. Could this mean something? Could it be foreshadowing? Well, only Kishimoto knows..
Drabble #7. Season 3.
Episode 10. Who the hell is Mandy?
Here’s my take on how the Mandy situation will pan out in the finale. I
incorporated @southernbell-11-2016 idea into this too. Enjoy.
The mood of the entire Devils Nation was pretty somber. A
week ago, they had lost a very special person that could never be replaced.
Raquel’s spirit would live on in each one of them forever. Even after a week,
the loss of their dear friend still hadn’t sunk in all the way. At times, Ahsha found herself going through
the motions without thinking. Her mind was stuck on her friend; a friend Ahsha didn’t
get to spend a long time with but the impact left on her life would forever
Everyone had that rock they could lean on during the tough
times. Derek happened to be Ahsha’s rock when she had her moments. He had been
nothing but supportive and Ahsha would be forever grateful for it.
“I’m going to help Kyle pack up Raquel’s things later on,”
Ahsha said, curling a piece of her hair. Derek had just stepped out of the
shower and was drying himself off. Neither one of them realized how domestic
they had become.
“Oh okay. Cool. I had some business to handle anyway,” Derek
“Something wrong,” Ahsha questioned, noticing the odd tone
in Derek’s voice. He sounded nervous or worried.
“Huh…no, everything is fine. I just have to get this handled
before the end of the day. Everything’s good, babe,” Derek answered, wrapping
his arms around Ahsha’s waist.
“Hmm,” she hummed, not buying his story at all. Resting
against his naked body, she closed her eyes. His phone ringing from the counter interrupted
their intimate moment.
Derek simply glanced over at the blinking screen and pressed
ignore. Ahsha had caught the name ‘Mandy’ flashing across the screen before he
quickly ended the call. “Who was that,” Ahsha asked, trying her best not to
sound like she was accusing him of anything.
“Oh nobody important. Just someone that works for my lawyer,”
he said, turning his back to continue drying his wet skin.
“Shouldn’t you answer that then,” Ahsha questioned, raising
a brow, though Derek wasn’t looking at her.
“Nah, she didn’t want anything. I’ll call them back later on
Ahsha couldn’t help the irritation building up inside of
her. The last time a woman had popped up, Derek admitted later on that he used
to sleep with her. Hopefully that wasn’t the case this time around but Ahsha’s
eyes were wide open.
Once Ahsha left the mansion to head over to Kyle’s, Derek
called Mandy back. They had a few last minute things to talk about before the
big night. He hated lying to Ahsha but this secret could not be ruined since it
was the biggest one yet.
After talking with Mandy, Derek decided to get advice from
his best friend. What he was about to do was something Derek Roman had ever
thought of doing in his life. Maybe the right girl hadn’t come along until
Ahsha stepped into his life. Terrence was more than happy to meet with his
friend since they barely had time to catch up outside of practice or games. They
decided to meet at the arena to shoot a few hoops and catch up on life.
“Hey D,” Terrence greeted as he stepped foot on the court.
Derek had arrived early and was already shooting baskets. His nerves were all
over the place and he couldn’t just sit around the mansion all day and let them
eat at him.
“Hey man,” Derek replied, giving his best friend the bro
clasp and hug. “Thanks for coming out. I know you’re busy helping Jelena plan
the wedding and all.”
“Ha! I’m leaving that mess to her. If it were up to me, you
know I would get married on the beach and be done. You know how women can be. ‘I
want the biggest wedding of them all. Blah, blah, blah,’” Terrence mocked in a
“Tell me about it,” Derek laughed, tossing the basketball in
Terrence’s direction. “Speaking of weddings…”
Right away, Terrence read his teammate’s facial expression. “Wait
a minute…I know I’m not witnessing what I think I am.”
Derek’s silence answered Terrence’s question.
“You’re for real about this,” Terrence exclaimed, barely
able to form words. He couldn’t believe his ears and figured Derek was joking
around. This was the same guy who had three girls in his bed at a time. Derek
was the guy who vowed to never catch feelings for any woman because he loved
the bachelor life. Even when Derek met Ahsha, Terrence assumed his friend was
just using a fresh piece of meat to satisfy his player appetite. Seeing his
friend become a better man before his eyes was a testament to how great a woman
Ahsha was. Though they had barely said a word to each other, Terrence knew
Ahsha was a good woman and loved Derek.
“These past few weeks have really put things into
perspective for me, man. Between this crap with German and Raquel passing away…life’s
too short and I’m ready for this,” Derek stated. “She’s the one.”
Terrence was clearly taken aback. “Wow! Is this really the
Derek Roman I’ve known all these years,” Terrence smirked, clasping Derek’s
shoulder. “Well if that’s what you’re feeling go for it. No use in waiting if
you really think this is the woman you want to spend the rest of your life
Derek nodded as a smile crossed his face. “I need your help
though. This whole ring business has me a little caught up. Mandy, my jeweler,
has two rings ready but I can’t decide which one to get.”
Terrence leaned in as Derek showed him two pictures on his
cellphone. “Damn, those are some big rocks! I would go with this one though.”
“That’s what I was thinking. Ahsha isn’t into flashy jewelry
but I’m wanting to get her a good size ring,” Derek added. “I’ll let Mandy know
“I still can’t believe what I’m hearing. My best friend is really about to propose.
Hell is truly freezing over,” Terrence laughed. “Congrats bro!”
“Hey, she has to say yes first,” came Derek’s reply.
“Which she will! There’s no doubt in my mind.”
Derek hoped Terrence was right because he was nervous as
Later that night at the game, Ahsha approached Derek,
clearly bothered by something. He assumed she was still upset about him not
answering his phone earlier and had gotten suspicious. It was really hard to
keep a secret from Ahsha because she was constantly digging for information if
she felt like she was being lied to.
With hand on hip, Ahsha narrowed her eyes and spat, “Who the
hell is Mandy?”
Derek’s heart stopped. Mandy had met with him at the arena
earlier and probably ran into Ahsha on her way out. He had told Mandy to remain
incognito, but she was super excited about a possible engagement and couldn’t
wait to meet the lucky lady. “Mandy?”
The infamous Hayes head tilt appeared as Ahsha spoke again. “Yes,
Mandy. She approached me outside of the arena today talking about you. Who is
she? Another groupie? Is this one Mandy with an “i” or silent “y”?”
Clearly, Ahsha was pissed off. She wasn’t in the mood for any
more secrets and thought they had put everything out on the table. Now with
this strange woman approaching her about Derek, Ahsha felt betrayed. “Ahsha….”
“Tell me right now, is this another groupie,” Ahsha
questioned, her patience running thin. The last time a woman had approached
Ahsha outside of the arena, it was one of Derek’s old groupies. Mandy didn’t
look like the typical groupie but that didn’t make Ahsha feel any better. Groupies
came in many shapes and sizes these days.
“No, she’s not,” Derek replied.
“Then who is she,” Ahsha continued, still digging for
answers. She refused to let Derek off the hook until he told her something
about this Mandy chick.
“I can’t tell you that right now. But she’s not who you
think she is. I’ve already been up front with you about my past and she’s not
in it. Trust me,” Derek explained, trying to keep his plan under wraps. His
girlfriend wasn’t making it easy with her questions and womanly intuition.
“Baby, she’s no one. I need to get back there to warm-up. We’ll
talk after the game,” he urged, leaning in to kiss Ahsha’s lips. Still not
satisfied with his answer, Ahsha moved her head causing Derek’s lips to land on
her cheek instead.
He hated leaving her thinking that he was being unfaithful
but hopefully later on that night it would be worth it.
Everyone was in on Derek’s secret minus Ahsha. Kyle had
talked with her friend earlier about Derek’s odd behavior and it took everything
out of her not to laugh in Ahsha’s face. Derek had let Kyle know a week ago
that he planned on proposing to Ahsha. After everything that had happened in
the last few weeks, he didn’t want to have any more regrets. The speech about
building a kingdom wasn’t a gimmick. No woman had touched Derek the way Ahsha
had touched him and made him want to be a better man. There was absolutely no
one who walked into his life and made him feel like Ahsha did. She was a
special girl and couldn’t imagine spending his life with anyone else. This was
the woman he wanted to be the mother of his children. Ahsha Hayes was the queen
of his kingdom and he wanted her forever.
Kyle’s job was to get Ahsha dressed and send her to meet
Derek at the overlook. Then Kyle was to go wait for them at Sloane and Pete’s. With
Mandy’s help, Derek had the overlook decorated with white rose petals and bulb
lights that hung from the trees. When Ahsha pulled up, her bright eyes widened
as she closed her car door. The last time another woman came up, he made a
similar gesture. Was this his way of softening the blow again?
“What’s all this,” Ahsha began.
Derek couldn’t help the grin that threatened to form on his
lips. He could already tell Ahsha was beyond frustrated with him.
“You know what, you aren’t going to get me this time. I’m
not about to play your game, Derek. Are you doing all this to soften the blow
again? Is Mandy a baby mama, a wife, an ex-girlfriend trying to make her way
back into your life,” Ahsha rambled, now with her back to Derek. He took the
opportunity to get down on one knee. “You said we would be honest with ea-“ Ahsha’s
rant was cut short once she saw Derek down on one knee with the biggest smile
on his face. “Derek?”
“You know I hate keeping secrets from you but this one was
worth it. Mandy isn’t any of those things, she’s actually my jeweler. The
jeweler that helped me pick out your ring,” Derek explained as tears formed in
“Derek,” she whispered again, tears beginning to roll down
“Ahsha, these last few weeks have changed all of our lives
and it’s put things into perspective for me. You have forever changed my life,
made me a better man and I know I want forever with you. You’re the woman I
want to build my kingdom with. You’re
who I want to be the mother of my children.
I want to spend the rest of my life with you and I can’t imagine doing
that with anyone else. Ahsha Hayes, will you marry me?”
Ahsha was so overcome with emotion that she could barely
speak. “Y-y-yes. Yes!”
The weight that had been sitting on Derek’s shoulders all
day had finally been lifted. Grabbing Ahsha’s left hand, he slid the 18k rock
onto her ring finger. Derek stood to his feet and cupped Ahsha’s face, placing a
tender kiss on her lips.
“I love you,” Ahsha whispered into his lips, still choked up
and in shock.
“And I love you,” Derek replied, pulling back to get a good
look at his future wife. The moment was surreal for the both of them. “I better
get you home so we can celebrate.”
“Orrrrr, we can celebrate here. For old time’s sake,” she
purred, running her index finger down his chest.
Liking the sound of that, Derek
lifted Ahsha off her feet and wrapped her legs around his waist. “Whatever you
say Mrs. Roman.”
“Ohhh, I like the sound of that.
Say it again,” Ahsha hummed as Derek walked them over to his black Ferrari.
“Mrs. Roman,” he muttered, kissing
her lips and gently placing her on the hood of his car.
It was the start of a very long
night of celebration.
Me listening to Latula’s theme the first time:
oh god this so awful I never want to hear this song again
Me listening to Latula’s theme for the fifth time:
YO I’M THE GAME GIRL AND I GOT THE SCORES ‘CAUSE I WHOOP BUTT AND GAME HARDCORE I MIGHT LOOK CUTE BUT I PLAY TO WIN SO GET YOUR HEAD IN THE GAME ‘CAUSE WE’RE ABOUT TO BEGIN
date a girl who loves books. date a girl who’s independent and doesn’t take shit from anyone. date a girl who’s ambitious. date a girl with long black hair and horns. date a girl that cripples her friends. date Vriska Serket.