I find it weird my parents are planning this whole big trip to fly out to Washington to see my step sister who just moved there and yet I’ve been living in my house for a year now, and everytime they are in the area they never want to visit.
So a while back I was reading a one shot Sasusaku fanfic but I lost it. It was a one shot, post war. Basically in the morning as sarada was about to leave for the academy sasuke came home. After a brief convo with her and Sakura he came inside for some smut. However Sakura needed to go into work so they only had 35 minutes to get it on. Does anyone know what the name or author is?
Okay, so my family’s been watching the weather channel as of late, and my dad’s shipping hurricanes.
HE’S. SHIPPING. HURRICANES!
He’s convinced what’s been going on off the coast is just one big soap opera.
You see, you got Jose, who’s been following Irma around like a lovesick puppy dog. And why not? Irma is a big girl, she’s got a great eye, Cat 4, who wouldn’t want a gal like that? However, Irma didn’t seem to be paying much attention to Jose, the poor guy. And by the time Jose even gets to the coast, Irma’s already gone out to sea and died. The love of his life is gone forever! So what does poor Jose do? He goes out to sea to sulk, only to come back in a post-depressive rage over the loss of his true love! He never got to be with his dear Irma (though honestly Irma was already way out of his league to begin with).
But NOW here comes the real twist. Cuz guess who’s come chasing after Jose?
Maria, Jose’s Cat 5 wife who is not happy at all about him running off to be with another woman. (Literally the MINUTE we heard about Maria my dad shouted, “Oh no Jose was married!” I kid you not he’s serious about this.)
So Jose’s now running from Maria, who’s big and angry and ready to smack him around like no tomorrow and we’re staying tuned til the next episode of our new favorite show.
My dad’s calling it, “As The Tide Turns”. I have no words except these.
florida has thousands of guards and volunteers coming to help for hurricane irma, and it hasn’t hit us yet. where is the help coming for barbuda, who the prime minister said that literally 90% of the island has been destroyed? (after they literally could NOT get a hold of him for 12+ hours after the storm hit), where is the help coming for puerto rico, who reports have said the entire island’s electricity might not even be operational for months to come? where’s the help for haiti and the dominican republic, who’s already struggling from earthquakes that happened over 10 years ago and hurricane matthew and a cholera epidemic? the places that need help the most are being ignored, simply because it isn’t the 50 states of the usa. please send donations, not the red cross (haiti has yet to see donations made from their 2007 earthquake), send care packages if you can’t send money. spread and reblog the word of other donations and people who help if you don’t have the finances or resources to help. these countries don’t have the means to bounce back after a category 5 hurricane has destroyed the entire island, please help them.
Ok ya know that blessed image of Yurio serving pirozhki to Lillia and Yakov??
What if that’s not the only thing he knows how to make?? What if the time he’s not busy skating (or being super emo) is spent in the kitchen ?
Imagine Victor calling him with an SOS saying “Yurio I’ve had nothing but katsudon for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for weeks. Now don’t get me wrong I love it and I love Yuuri but the next skating season is about to beg–”
“I’m on my way.”
Yurio slams open their door to their apartment less than 10 minutes later to with a kit of knives and assorted cooking utensils shouting “STEP ASIDE PORK CUTLET BOWL"
He’s been in the kitchen for over 2 hours now doing GOD KNOWS what, clattering around with the occasional swear
"Yurioooo we’re hungry" "You cannot rush perfection old man" "I’m pretty sure my stomach has begun digesting itself" ”SHUT UP KATSUDON. I NEED ABSOLUTE AND COMPLETE FOCUS"
He then calls them to the table, which is covered with a silk runner, a beautifully decorated candelabra, and cloth napkins folded in the shapes of swans (Yurio brought all of this along)
"Alright folks tonight we have a nice al dente pasta, so that it has a bit of a firmness when you bite into it. Now that’s covered with an exquisitely seasoned crushed tomato topping and orbs of pulverized beef. And for garnish we have some fresh picked basil. Enjoy“ "Yurio, darling.. I’m pretty sure this is just spaghetti and meatballs"
Yurio begins fuming, screaming absolute nonsense about "not knowing art” and “ungrateful washed up pricks” as he shoves his things back into his bag (plates of spaghetti and all). He storms out with both his middle fingers extended towards the couple before slamming the door behind him